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-Coo-coo-
-Chapter Three-
-Pendulum-

Yami looked down at Yugi and shrugged a bit.

"I don't know, little one. But I do know something else." Yami pulled Yugi towards him and kissed him firmly. Honda rolled his eyes and broke them apart.

"We need you to tell us everything you know." Yami glared at Honda, about to punch him but he held back.

"She was a priestess. She had long white hair and white eyes, though when she was alive she wasn't blind. She used to 'breathe in vapors' from a cleft in the rocks. No one knew what was there, because she was the only one who ever went there. She was helping two young seers, a boy and his brother, when she was killed. They took the eyes because they thought she saw nothing that was real, the ears for she never heard anything any God or Gods said. And they slit her throat so that even if she survived, she couldn't talk. Then they ransacked her apartments and apparently stole something of great value, though no one is aware of what it is." Yami said boredly and Ryou scribbled it down in a notebook. Yami then pulled Yugi into one of the aisles, Romance, and forced his clothing off. There were hushed screams then they saw Yami on top of Yugi. Honda and Otogi looked away, blushing and Seto had pinned Jou against the wall.

Ryou turned away, a tear sliding down his cheek. He was jealous.. Incredibly. All Bakura ever did was pin him against the wall and hit him. very rarely with his fist, usually with whatever large objects were at hand. Ryou sighed and grabbed his textbooks, before moving into the 'Fiction' section and looking for some new books. He turned around to look at the authors under 'T' and saw the girl. She moved her head, so her eyes where looking into his, even though she couldn't see. She turned and walked out of the aisle, and into a different one. Ryou ran after her, but it was like she disappeared. He kept running, pushing people and books away from him. He got to the exit and saw her walking towards the street.

He yelled and rushed foreward, grabbing her and rolling, getting the full impact of the car as it hit him in the leg. He hit the ground and opened his eyes slowly, but saw he was holding no one. He tried to sit up but his leg shot fire up through his body. He cringed and then lay back, slowly passing out, blood running from where the wind shield hit his leg.

He opened his eyes but he wasn't lying in the middle of the high way, with people screaming around him. He was lying on a white bed, where a young woman was sitting in front of him. She had long white hair, the light shimmering on it and a white dress on.

"Are you alright?"

"Yes. thank you.. where am I?" She looked at him with a soft smile on her face.

"Your body is in the middle of Tokyo highway, surrounded by your friends and an angry white haired young man who is slapping you." She said thoughtfully, looking up at the ceiling, as if thinking.

"And. what is this?" asked Ryou, cringing at the thought of Bakura would do to him.

"Well, this is my spirit room. Your spirit was afraid to die so I calmed it down and led it here. Don't worry, you'll get your own body back." She said quietly, before standing up.

"Why did you make me get hit by a car?" he asked softly, slowly sitting up, as the blanket fell down and uncovered his bare chest.

"I had two options. I saw that you would get hit so I could either have you saving me and break a leg and a few ribs, or try and commit suicide, and die. So."

"I thought you could see the future but not change it."

"I usually can't. It's vveerryy rare that a seer can change the future. I noticed that your Pharoh knew some of my history. Do you know who those boys were?"

"No." said Ryou flatly.

"The ones who call Honda and Jou are there new hosts. Honda and Jou can see the future a bit, but they'd have to tap it first." She looked at the ground and closed her eyes, her fingers drifting over some books she had on a wooden desk. She then turned around and put a hand out towards him, fingers stretched open.

"Farewell." Ryou felt himself rocket back into his own spirit room. His body ached, his leg felt like someone was burning it and Bakura was waiting for him.

"Hello. aibou.."