Disclaimer: See chapter one. Also, I SUCK at battle scenes. This can be
skipped, and picking up from here should prove to be no problem.
Key: Same.
#blah# = A/N *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Ryou woke up slowly, the edges of his vision still blurred. Hope filled him at the idea that his yami could have come back. But, to his disappointment, he could still feel the cold emptiness from Bakura's half of their soul. 'Kai? Kai-san? Where are you?' Nothing.
'Great. Now I'm all alone again.' "Oh, I wouldn't say that." "'Kura?" He turned around, hope in his eyes. "Not quite." Set was standing there in the whole 'Evil God' wardrobe #with matching accessories# "Hello, an-gel. Hmm. I see meany ol' Yami not come back yet. Poor dear." Set slapped him, sending him to the ground. "Who are you?! What do you want with me?!"
"Who am I? I am Set, the most evil god of the Egyptian dynasty. However, you may recognize me as 'Kai-san.'" Ryou gasped. "Kai-san? No!" "Oh, yes. Poor little Ryou. You've lost your yami and the pseudo-psychotic voice in your mind. I feel so rotten. Oh, wait: no I don't!"
"What is it you want with me?" "Your child." "Who are you, Rumplestiltskin? I don't even like women! How do you expect me to have a child?" Set reached one claw like hand out and grabbed Ryou's own hand, placing it over his abdomen. "Not all carriers are female. You, my dear boy, will be having a child in a few months time. I dare say you have your yami to thank for that." "Me??? A baby???" # VV@_@VV : confused Ryou#
"Yes. And damn it, I want that child." "Why?" "Yours is not to question me, boy," Set snarled, lashing out at him. "Leave me alone!" The flames of Set's anger seemed to lap at his flesh, burning him. "Stop it! Stop!" /Bakura-chaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!/ Set grabbed Ryou by the hair and yanked him to his feet. "All you have to do is swear your child to me and the pain will end, you know." "Never, you sick demon!"
As Set was about to terminate the boy, baby or not, a voice rang out. "Hold it right there, Hell being!" A blue glow emitted from the Millennium Ring. Bakura was standing amidst it, a very large sword in his hands. #Think Cloud from KH.# "Step away from my Hikari," he growled, murderously. "I think not. Your bitch has something I want." "You'll have to kill me before you lay another hand upon him!" "I thought I sent you to the Shadow Realm!" "I am the darkness! I rule said Shadows!" "You'll need all the help you can get to take me on!"
They lunged in an almost synchronized manor. Blow for a blow, the two were displaying skills only Hell itself could create. Bakura swung the blade with a feral accuracy, landing many a hit that could kill your average mortal. Sparks of magick crackled in every direction. Ryou dove under the couch as best he could. He didn't want to be caught in that crossfire.
"Face it, Bakura. You can't beat me." "At the risk of sounding cliché'd; I have not yet began to fight!" The battle raged with a new ferocity. Then, the final blow was landed.
#Cliffie? Nah. I'm not that mean.#
Set fell to the ground, blood dripping down his chest. "Big deal; I can heal. *Heal!*" Nothing. "*Heal!*" Still nothing. "You used up all of your power. I guess you're getting old." "If I go then I take something of yours with me." A yellow orb glowed in his hand. "Noooooo! Stop!" "Ryou!" "Please, stop this!" The light glowed brighter, and when it dimmed, Set was...gone.
Bakura didn't spare a moment to celebrate. "Ryou!" He lifter one end of the couch, pulling the boy out and into his arms. "Oh, thank Ra, Ryou. I'm so glad you're okay." "I'm so sorry Bakura! I never wanted you to leave!" "Shh. I know. It's okay now. I'm back, and I'll never leave you again." #Blech. Sap. Makes mu' teeth rot.# Bakura surveyed the room. Unsurprisingly, there was a lot of damage. Nothing that couldn't be replaced, though.
"Hmph. Had me worried there at the end, though. I wonder what his little light show was about. Take something from me, ha! I have everything I need right here," he cooed, hugging Ryou. The albino hikari tensed. "Ry?" "Bakura...he took it." "Took what?" Ryou looked at him with a pain in his eyes only known by a parent grieving for a lost child. "He took our baby."
Key: Same.
#blah# = A/N *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Ryou woke up slowly, the edges of his vision still blurred. Hope filled him at the idea that his yami could have come back. But, to his disappointment, he could still feel the cold emptiness from Bakura's half of their soul. 'Kai? Kai-san? Where are you?' Nothing.
'Great. Now I'm all alone again.' "Oh, I wouldn't say that." "'Kura?" He turned around, hope in his eyes. "Not quite." Set was standing there in the whole 'Evil God' wardrobe #with matching accessories# "Hello, an-gel. Hmm. I see meany ol' Yami not come back yet. Poor dear." Set slapped him, sending him to the ground. "Who are you?! What do you want with me?!"
"Who am I? I am Set, the most evil god of the Egyptian dynasty. However, you may recognize me as 'Kai-san.'" Ryou gasped. "Kai-san? No!" "Oh, yes. Poor little Ryou. You've lost your yami and the pseudo-psychotic voice in your mind. I feel so rotten. Oh, wait: no I don't!"
"What is it you want with me?" "Your child." "Who are you, Rumplestiltskin? I don't even like women! How do you expect me to have a child?" Set reached one claw like hand out and grabbed Ryou's own hand, placing it over his abdomen. "Not all carriers are female. You, my dear boy, will be having a child in a few months time. I dare say you have your yami to thank for that." "Me??? A baby???" # VV@_@VV : confused Ryou#
"Yes. And damn it, I want that child." "Why?" "Yours is not to question me, boy," Set snarled, lashing out at him. "Leave me alone!" The flames of Set's anger seemed to lap at his flesh, burning him. "Stop it! Stop!" /Bakura-chaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!/ Set grabbed Ryou by the hair and yanked him to his feet. "All you have to do is swear your child to me and the pain will end, you know." "Never, you sick demon!"
As Set was about to terminate the boy, baby or not, a voice rang out. "Hold it right there, Hell being!" A blue glow emitted from the Millennium Ring. Bakura was standing amidst it, a very large sword in his hands. #Think Cloud from KH.# "Step away from my Hikari," he growled, murderously. "I think not. Your bitch has something I want." "You'll have to kill me before you lay another hand upon him!" "I thought I sent you to the Shadow Realm!" "I am the darkness! I rule said Shadows!" "You'll need all the help you can get to take me on!"
They lunged in an almost synchronized manor. Blow for a blow, the two were displaying skills only Hell itself could create. Bakura swung the blade with a feral accuracy, landing many a hit that could kill your average mortal. Sparks of magick crackled in every direction. Ryou dove under the couch as best he could. He didn't want to be caught in that crossfire.
"Face it, Bakura. You can't beat me." "At the risk of sounding cliché'd; I have not yet began to fight!" The battle raged with a new ferocity. Then, the final blow was landed.
#Cliffie? Nah. I'm not that mean.#
Set fell to the ground, blood dripping down his chest. "Big deal; I can heal. *Heal!*" Nothing. "*Heal!*" Still nothing. "You used up all of your power. I guess you're getting old." "If I go then I take something of yours with me." A yellow orb glowed in his hand. "Noooooo! Stop!" "Ryou!" "Please, stop this!" The light glowed brighter, and when it dimmed, Set was...gone.
Bakura didn't spare a moment to celebrate. "Ryou!" He lifter one end of the couch, pulling the boy out and into his arms. "Oh, thank Ra, Ryou. I'm so glad you're okay." "I'm so sorry Bakura! I never wanted you to leave!" "Shh. I know. It's okay now. I'm back, and I'll never leave you again." #Blech. Sap. Makes mu' teeth rot.# Bakura surveyed the room. Unsurprisingly, there was a lot of damage. Nothing that couldn't be replaced, though.
"Hmph. Had me worried there at the end, though. I wonder what his little light show was about. Take something from me, ha! I have everything I need right here," he cooed, hugging Ryou. The albino hikari tensed. "Ry?" "Bakura...he took it." "Took what?" Ryou looked at him with a pain in his eyes only known by a parent grieving for a lost child. "He took our baby."