Just a note: The dream is stupid and not really important, I just had no
idea what she could have dreamed about, kay? If you wanna think Amane could
tell the future, cool, but whatever. I don't need comments telling me how
stupid it was because I already know.
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Title: A Special Bond
Warnings: Character death, angst, it never happened in the show.
Pairings: I think there'll be a hint of Ryou + Malik
Disclaimer: Nobody except Anthony and Hannah Bakura belong to me.
Anthony I stole from 'Darkness Shall Corrupt the Innocent' and Hannah
from 'A Promise of Protection'.
Dedication: To Kari and Amane fans everywhere! But mostly for Kari. (And this is going to be the dedication until I delete it or the story ends. . .which ever comes first.)
Notes: I think it sucks. *shrugs*
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Chapter Six - Protection
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Blue eyes shot open and a five-year old girl sat up in her bed gasping. The dream that had plagued her had long since been forgotten, but the cold sweat causing her to chill in the night air reminded her of her fear. Sniffling to herself, Amane Bakura jumped out of her bed. She flipped the light on so she could make sure there were no monsters hiding within the dark. She huddled against the wall, shaking slightly as she sniffled to herself.
She didn't like the idea of going to sleep again in the dark, but she could never sleep in so much light. Suddenly, she gasped to herself and she ran back over to her bed and grabbed Teddy, her beloved childhood friend and a pink Barbie flashlight she'd gotten for Christmas. Turning off the light in her room, she turned the flashlight on, then ventured into the dark hallway and down the hall, two doors down.
Hesitatingly, she passed the dark and looming closet, her imagination sure that something was going to jump out and eat her. Once she was safely passed she breathed a sigh of relief. Hugging Teddy closer to her chest, she ventured on, the hair on the back of her neck rising as she drew nearer to the pitch-blackness of the bathroom. Knowing she'd never get passed, Amane shined the flashlight within the room, making sure that no monster could be hiding behind the shower curtain, or begin the door. "It's safe Teddy." She promised her frightened teddy bear as they continued on their way.
Finally! She'd arrived at her destination. Quietly, she pushed the door open and went inside, closing it behind her. A nightlight from across the room gave her enough light to see, so she turned off her flashlight and set it on the high oak dresser right beside the door. With that, the tiny girl scampered over to the bed, which rested beside the nightlight. It was a bit of a struggle to climb up, but once she'd reached the flat surface of the bed, she crawled across it to the head.
Gently, she shook the figure lying beneath the warm covers.
The figure stirred and sleepy brown eyes opened in confusion. They focused on the frightened blue. "Amane?" A voice whispered.
"I had a nightmare." Amane confessed, a little embarrassed. "Can I sweep with you tonight?" She asked pleadingly, "Pwease Roo?" She clutched to her teddy bear as she gave her big brother her infamous puppy eyes.
Ryou smiled at her as he flipped the covers back so she could crawl in beside him. Upon seeing the invitation, Amane's face lit up as she dived into the warmth, cuddling up to the seven-year old's chest as he replaced the covers over her body, tucking her in. An arm was wrapped around her and it pulled her closer to his body as they both settled down. Amane, though had never really been able to sleep with light, had never been bothered by Ryou's nightlight. They'd sleep together often, and while Ryou was afraid of the dark, Amane wasn't, not usually anyway.
"What was your nightmare about?" Ryou wondered softly, his breath puffing a few strands of Amane's hair.
"Can't remember." Amane whispered back, finally feeling safe within her brother's presence. He always made all the bad things go away. Her eyebrows nit together as something suddenly came to her. "No! I remember now!" She said. "There was a wittle boy and he didn't have any friends, he was fighting with this mean man about something, but I can't remember what it was. That mean old man had taken something from that wittle boy...but I can't remember if the boy won. The dream changed though, and that same wittle boy was different..." She seemed confused.
"Different?" Ryou questioned quietly.
"Yeah...it was him, but then it wasn't him. I don't know." Amane shrugged and continued, "He was fighting again, this time another man. The man he was fighting had pretty purple eyes and wight hair. His skin was darker than mine." She recalled, "Everyone thought he was bad, but he reawwy wasn't. The dream changed again, and this time the boy with pretty eyes was fighting another boy. That other boy wooked wike you Roo! Onwy, it was wike the first boy, how it was him but it wasn't him at the same time. It was you, but it wasn't you. He was different...scary and you're not scary." She shook her head, confused by her own thoughts.
"Why'd you get so scared?" Ryou wondered softly.
Amane sniffled, the images coming back to her. "The other you got hurt! I know it wasn't you but it was you too! You got hurt reawwy bad, so bad that you died! I didn't want you to die!" Tears fell from her eyes as she buried her face in her big brother's chest and cried.
Ryou gently patted her back until she calmed down, after she'd pulled away from him; he'd smiled at her encouragingly. "I'm okay, it was only a dream. Can you sleep okay now?" He wondered, knowing that the both of them had to go to school the next day.
Amane nodded as Ryou wiped her tears away. "Yeah, I sweep good with you." She mumbled tiredly and cuddled into his chest again. "Night Roo." She whispered.
"Night Amane." Ryou whispered back.
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TBC
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Title: A Special Bond
Warnings: Character death, angst, it never happened in the show.
Pairings: I think there'll be a hint of Ryou + Malik
Disclaimer: Nobody except Anthony and Hannah Bakura belong to me.
Anthony I stole from 'Darkness Shall Corrupt the Innocent' and Hannah
from 'A Promise of Protection'.
Dedication: To Kari and Amane fans everywhere! But mostly for Kari. (And this is going to be the dedication until I delete it or the story ends. . .which ever comes first.)
Notes: I think it sucks. *shrugs*
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Chapter Six - Protection
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Blue eyes shot open and a five-year old girl sat up in her bed gasping. The dream that had plagued her had long since been forgotten, but the cold sweat causing her to chill in the night air reminded her of her fear. Sniffling to herself, Amane Bakura jumped out of her bed. She flipped the light on so she could make sure there were no monsters hiding within the dark. She huddled against the wall, shaking slightly as she sniffled to herself.
She didn't like the idea of going to sleep again in the dark, but she could never sleep in so much light. Suddenly, she gasped to herself and she ran back over to her bed and grabbed Teddy, her beloved childhood friend and a pink Barbie flashlight she'd gotten for Christmas. Turning off the light in her room, she turned the flashlight on, then ventured into the dark hallway and down the hall, two doors down.
Hesitatingly, she passed the dark and looming closet, her imagination sure that something was going to jump out and eat her. Once she was safely passed she breathed a sigh of relief. Hugging Teddy closer to her chest, she ventured on, the hair on the back of her neck rising as she drew nearer to the pitch-blackness of the bathroom. Knowing she'd never get passed, Amane shined the flashlight within the room, making sure that no monster could be hiding behind the shower curtain, or begin the door. "It's safe Teddy." She promised her frightened teddy bear as they continued on their way.
Finally! She'd arrived at her destination. Quietly, she pushed the door open and went inside, closing it behind her. A nightlight from across the room gave her enough light to see, so she turned off her flashlight and set it on the high oak dresser right beside the door. With that, the tiny girl scampered over to the bed, which rested beside the nightlight. It was a bit of a struggle to climb up, but once she'd reached the flat surface of the bed, she crawled across it to the head.
Gently, she shook the figure lying beneath the warm covers.
The figure stirred and sleepy brown eyes opened in confusion. They focused on the frightened blue. "Amane?" A voice whispered.
"I had a nightmare." Amane confessed, a little embarrassed. "Can I sweep with you tonight?" She asked pleadingly, "Pwease Roo?" She clutched to her teddy bear as she gave her big brother her infamous puppy eyes.
Ryou smiled at her as he flipped the covers back so she could crawl in beside him. Upon seeing the invitation, Amane's face lit up as she dived into the warmth, cuddling up to the seven-year old's chest as he replaced the covers over her body, tucking her in. An arm was wrapped around her and it pulled her closer to his body as they both settled down. Amane, though had never really been able to sleep with light, had never been bothered by Ryou's nightlight. They'd sleep together often, and while Ryou was afraid of the dark, Amane wasn't, not usually anyway.
"What was your nightmare about?" Ryou wondered softly, his breath puffing a few strands of Amane's hair.
"Can't remember." Amane whispered back, finally feeling safe within her brother's presence. He always made all the bad things go away. Her eyebrows nit together as something suddenly came to her. "No! I remember now!" She said. "There was a wittle boy and he didn't have any friends, he was fighting with this mean man about something, but I can't remember what it was. That mean old man had taken something from that wittle boy...but I can't remember if the boy won. The dream changed though, and that same wittle boy was different..." She seemed confused.
"Different?" Ryou questioned quietly.
"Yeah...it was him, but then it wasn't him. I don't know." Amane shrugged and continued, "He was fighting again, this time another man. The man he was fighting had pretty purple eyes and wight hair. His skin was darker than mine." She recalled, "Everyone thought he was bad, but he reawwy wasn't. The dream changed again, and this time the boy with pretty eyes was fighting another boy. That other boy wooked wike you Roo! Onwy, it was wike the first boy, how it was him but it wasn't him at the same time. It was you, but it wasn't you. He was different...scary and you're not scary." She shook her head, confused by her own thoughts.
"Why'd you get so scared?" Ryou wondered softly.
Amane sniffled, the images coming back to her. "The other you got hurt! I know it wasn't you but it was you too! You got hurt reawwy bad, so bad that you died! I didn't want you to die!" Tears fell from her eyes as she buried her face in her big brother's chest and cried.
Ryou gently patted her back until she calmed down, after she'd pulled away from him; he'd smiled at her encouragingly. "I'm okay, it was only a dream. Can you sleep okay now?" He wondered, knowing that the both of them had to go to school the next day.
Amane nodded as Ryou wiped her tears away. "Yeah, I sweep good with you." She mumbled tiredly and cuddled into his chest again. "Night Roo." She whispered.
"Night Amane." Ryou whispered back.
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TBC
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