Kaira-chan: Wow...one review...
Yami Kaira: And you're going to continue anyway?
Kaira-chan: Yep ^-^ Got to keep the fan(s) Happy!
Yami Kaira: =.= You are one of the strangest people I know...
Kaira-chan: I know^-^
Pharaoh Yami: So...who's it this time?
Kaira-chan: I'm leaning towards Bakura. He is after all my second fav. character on the show.
Jeshi-chan: AHEM!
Kaira-chan: But I handed him over to Jeshi-chan, because she dived to the bottom of the pool by herself. =.=
Jeshi-chan: ^-^
Kaira-chan: And I'm sorry, I don't know too much about the Amane subject, so, sorry if it's horrible u.u
Kyla: Kywa-chan no own Yu-Gi-Oh! Or the rain, of couwse.
Kaira-chan: Isn't she just the cutest thing? *Huggles Kyla*
Pharaoh Yami and Yami Kaira: =.=
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Yami Bakura looked out the apartment window as the rain pattered across the glass. He looked down and saw a figure walking through the street. As a car passed him, he looked at it a while, then headed towards a park.
Yami Bakura sighed. "The little Pharaoh is out in the rain again. Will he ever grow the hell up?" He growled. Then walked to the center of the apartment and flopped down in the couch.
Uh, Yami? Do you think that I could take control for a while? A timid voice asked from the back of his head.
"Hmm...let me think about that," Yami Bakura said out loud. His light's father was out on another business trip, so didn't have to worry about being heard. "No."
But... The voice started again.
"No! Don't make me hurt you," Yami Bakura growled. The voice fell quiet. Yami Bakura lifted himself off the couch, and instead went to a CD collection.
There was nothing but country and classical music. "Why don't you ever listen to any good music?" Yami Bakura sneered.
I'm sorry, The voice said, quietly, its voice tinged strongly with fear.
Yami Bakura sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "It's OK," He sighed angrily. "Mind if I go out?"
The voice was speechless. "Are you going to answer me?" He hissed.
Wh – why are you asking me? The voice asked, his voice shaking.
Bakura thought about that. Good question. "No reason," He left the apartment, without so much as grabbing a jacket, just put on a pair of shoes, and headed out.
May I asked where you're taking us? The voice asked.
"No you may not," Bakura growled. In truth, he didn't know. When he was bored he let his feet carry him.
As Bakura walked down the street, car drove by, splashing him as he walked by. Bakura held out his arms in disgust. Now he was soaked. He glared at the car, which had slowed to a stop and was now backing up. "I'm sorry. Is their anything I can do?" Asked a woman's voice from the car.
"Yeah! You can learn to drive," Bakura growled angrily, not sparing her a second glance.
"How about if I take you to my apartment? You can dry off and maybe have some hot cocoa," She said, backing up as slowly as he was walking. Did she not know how to shut up?
"No! Now go the hell aw-" He spun to glare at her, but, as he turned to look at her, he felt his other stir a great deal inside him.
He looked closer. She looked familiar somehow, like a picture he had seen, yet different.
'Who is she?' He hissed at his light.
She looks – she looks like, the voice said inside of him, trying, but not coming up with words.
"Are you OK?" The woman asked.
"Yes! I'm fine," Bakura growled, then focused back on his light.
Spit it out, or else I'm leaving, He said.
It's...It's no one. It's nothing. She just looks like someone I knew, but it can't be her, Answered the other Bakura from inside Yami Bakura's head.
Bakura began walking again, faster this time. She seemed to take the hint, and drove in the opposite direction, yelling something that sounded like "No need to be an ass, you asshole. You got PMS or something?"
He let it slide, for today. He was distressed about the reaction that seeing that woman had on his light, and was trying to figure out what it was he was sensing from his light right now.
He realized now that his light had been feeling something like this ever since it began to rain, but now it was stronger. Now... He closed his eyes, and aloud his light to take over.
Bakura looked around, confused. He raised his hands to his face. He was in control of his body, but why?
Bakura nearly never gave over his control willingly. He felt the rain run along his bare arms, felt the moister creep into his skin.
It was cold. Very cold. The kind of cold that usually came with a spring shower. But inside, Bakura was feeling colder, the woman's face haunted his vision.
He shivered, unaware that he was doing so. He may have been cold, but he didn't want to go back home yet. He headed towards a park, but stopped in the opening of it.
There was a boy, sitting on a swing. But the unique hair, he knew it was Yugi, but he wasn't sure if it was his darker self, or if it was the usual Yugi. Either way, he didn't feel like meeting up with him.
He didn't need something bothering him about asking what was wrong right now. He needed time to think. Time to think by himself. Though, he was never really alone anymore. He always had his Yami with him, whether he wanted him there or not.
He walked to a near by field, walked to a tree. He ran his fingers along the bark, where scarred there were the letters A.B + R.B = BFF. He closed his eyes tightly, not really noticing that this whole time, his Yami had been silent.
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"Ryou! Look!" A little girl said, tugging on an older boy's arm. The boy did look, and saw freshly carved initials in a trees bark.
"Ryou! Can we do that?" The girl had asked. She had beautiful blond hair, so pale it looked white, and big brown eyes. She looked a lot like the older boy, Ryou, except her features were more femenim.
"Yeah! OK!" He said excitedly, pulling a Swiss Army Knife from his pocket. He pulled out the blade, with alittle difficulty.
"Which tree do you want?" He asked.
She laughed. "Our tree, silly!" She said, pointing to a tree. He laughed too, and walked behind the little girl as she ran to the tree. She didn't even stop when she reached it, just jumped onto the branches, and climbed into a made shift seat in the trees. It was made from plywood, and could fit two adults on it.
He put the blade to the tree, and neatly, he carved in A.B + R.B = BFF. Amane Bakura and Ryou Bakura = Best Friend Forever. Then he joined her in the tree.
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He opened his eyes, to find that, like, in his thoughts, he was sitting on the makeshift plywood bench. He sighed, kicked his feet onto it and leaned against the branch behind him.
Hikari? That woman... Yami Bakura said, from the recesses of Bakura's mind.
"Yeah. She looked just like Amane would have if she had been able to grow older..." Bakura said quietly. Once again, Yami Bakura fell silent. He knew that now, his light needed to be left alone.
Bakura closed his eyes, and, not meaning too, he had dozed off.
When Bakura opened his eyes, the rain had stopped, and kids were jumping in the puddles, their big, clunky rubber boots slick with water.
Bakura watched, remembering times when he and Amane were like that.
Oi, Light, Yami Bakura said.
"Yes?" Bakura asked, somewhat fearfully. Maybe his Yami didn't mean to give up control, and was going to lash out at Bakura again. Bakura hoped not. He didn't want to have to put up with the physical pain.
Why did you begin to think of your sister when it began to rain? He asked instead.
Bakura blinked. Well, this was a change. He didn't know what to say, this was so unexpected.
Hey! Are you going to anwser me or not? And that is not a question incase you were wondering, Bakura's Yami growled.
"Why?... Amane always loved the rain..." He said, closing his eyes, remembering her voice. Her laugh. "Bakura! It's raining! Come and play with me outside!" He could almost hear her. But he knew, with time, her voice would fade. Blow away in the wind...
Yami Bakura was silent. Thinking about this. He thought about Bakura. How he was always so closed up, and didn't voice these thoughts. At least not usually. He too closed his eyes. No matter what anyone though, he would always be there for his lighter self. Always. He may have to inflict some pain along the way, but it was only to be expected. He opened his eyes, and looked up in his soul room, to the blackness. This he promised, he would never let his hikari down.
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Kaira-chan: I hope that wasn't too terrible .
Yami Kaira: It was, don't worry ^-^
Kaira-chan: ...be quiet you.
Yami Kaira: How about...no.
Kyla: *Tugs on Yami Kaira's arm* Why are 'ou so mean to Kywa-chan?
Yami Kaira: Because I can *Glares*
Kaira-chan: Oh, while I was writing this, I got another review. So that makes two! Thank you, you know who you are ^-^
Pharaoh Yami: Please read and review, and say if you want this continued. If you do want this continued, please saw who you want in the rain next, mostly because these are the only two people she has ideas for (Myself and Bakura).