Yugi: soooooo... your NOT dead...
Shibby: shut up... remember mah THREATS...
Yugi: ;;; i'll be good, i swear...

Ku and Ji are brought to the hospital after a mysterious white-haired man breaks in and hurts them - badly. Everyone knows who it is - Bakura. But, they cant tell Samayo... or can they? she's convinced that Ryou is innocent, but all the evidence points to him - until Samayo finds out the truth about Ryou.

\ \-Ryou to Bakura
/-Bakura to Ryou

-Devil's Food-

Chapter Six

Ki had a gash on his shoulder, a sprained wrist, two cracked ribs, torn ligaments and a dislocated arm, along with multiple bruises, and was semi-conscious.

Ju had a slash on his cheek, his left hand was numb, sores on his neck from someone choking him, and he was unconscious.

The police were everywhere. All they had was a faint account of the attack from Ki, who was rapidly losing blood and consciousness.

"He was tall, with evil eyes," he had said, "and messy hair. Purpleish-whiteish."

What a great description to go by. Poor Samayo, she was sitting by Ju's bed, willing him to wake. He remained unconscious, bandages wrapped around his neck and his left hand. Samayo clutched his right hand, which had an IV tube dug into it. She leaned forward, watching him struggling to breathe.

"Oh, Ju..." she whispered. "If I had been home..." Her room was attached to theirs, and her mother slept on the next floor. If she had been there, she could have stopped the intruder. Anything for her beloved brothers. She had already seen Ki, and he seemed happy to see her. Ryou had followed her there, standing over her shoulder, watching Ju as if he was his own brother. Samayo's mother was talking to the doctors.

"Ryou," Samayo whispered, "Who could do this?"

"I don't know, Samayo," he said back. Although he could tell who would do something as horrible as this... But he hoped it wasn't true. Samayo was humming under her breath, a familiar tune to his ears.

"What's that?" Samayo looked at him.

"It's a song," she said. She looked down at Ju. "It's a song that Ju loves. I know many songs, and this one is his favorite."

"Can you sing it for me?" Samayo nodded.

"Of course." Slowly, her pretty voice started up with a song, like petals on her lips. "It's called 'Desire', and it's translated from an ancient text found in a tomb in Egypt. I... I made up the tune."

"Wow to the eyesight and the whimsical desiiiiire... For what the eye sees, desire will inspiiiiiire... I'll make a dagger tempered with glowing white fiiiiiire... Pierce the seeing eye, release the soul from hiiiiire..." Her voice rang out beautifully, as if she were singing praises. Ju seemed to hear her, for he moved a little bit, his face clenching up into a small smile. Samayo stroked his arm.

"Yeah, you know that, right, Ju?" she asked. She brushed his black hair off his forehead. Ju moaned a little, then continued to sleep. Samayo's eyes had filled with tears, and was almost killing Ryou as he watched her.

"Ju…. Ki…" she whispered, lowering her head to the bed. Ryou squatted down next to her, rubbing her back gently. Her black hair was covering her face as she sobbed quietly. Ryou bent closer to her, pushing her silky black hair aside. Her eyes were spilling water over her arms, soaking the bedspread. She was hiccupping, she was crying so hard.

"Samayo-chan," he whispered in her ear. She sniffed and turned to him. Ryou's hand slid onto her neck, making her gasp a little. He placed a finger on her lips. "This is getting far out of hand."

"I know," Samayo answered, smiling a little. She cast her eyes toward her brother, closing them and sighing deeply.

"I love him," she whispered. "I love them both." She turned to Ryou again. "Why would anyone hurt my brothers? Is it... Because of me...?" She let the question hang, and brought her head down onto the bed once more, shaking her head.

Ryou decided it was time to leave.

Samayo never came into school that day. Her desk remained empty, and her work went home with a student who lived next door. Ryou couldn't keep his mind off Samayo all day, his thoughts transferring to her whenever the topic became a bore. He couldn't get the image of her many sides out of his head.

She's kind of like me, he thought. Only she doesn't have another soul living in her body. I wonder who –

Then it hit him.

Bakura.

"No, it can't be!" he cried, standing up. They had been in the middle of a very boring lecture, and the entire class stood up, staring at him. He looked around the room, his cheeks turning rosy. The teacher dropped her book and glared at him.

"Ryou Bakura," she dictated, "outside, in the hall. Now!" Ryou nodded, blushing, walking across the room. The class followed with shocked eyes. Ryou never got in trouble….

Joey was the last person who saw him before he left the class. Ryou looked at him momentarily, then shut the door.

"Wow. Wonder what that was about." While standing in the hallway, he leaned against the wall, staring at the ceiling. He closed his eyes and turned his head to the side, wondering what was going to happen.

"He can't be out now…" Ryou whispered. "Not now, of all times not now! Not with Samayo…." His brown eyes opened and transferred to the ceiling, where he watched a flicker of light bounce around and taunt him. He sighed deeply.

It was him, he thought. Somehow, Bakura escaped the Ring. He clutched the metal ring under his jacket, feeling it's outlines. Why did his Yami break free?

And what did he want with Samayo?

"Damn it all!" Ryou cried, stepping forwards. He crossed his arms angrily, closed his eyes and stood there, shaking. He wished he could talk to Yugi, or Joey or Tea or Tristan – any of them would do, really.

/Hikari…./ Ryou jumped.

"What do you want?" Ryou cried out into the empty hallway.

/I want you… to sleep./ Ryou suddenly felt a strange sleepy sensation come over him. He wanted to drop to the floor, asleep, sleeping soundly….

His knees hit the floor. His arms flopped to the tile. His head fell onto a pillow of white hair, and his eyes closed.

The Ring flashed – One second –

Bakura was in control.

"I wonder what possessed Ryou to talk out today," Tea commented later at lunch. The teacher had gone out into the hall, yelled at Ryou, had received yelling back at her, sent Ryou to the office, then came back into the room, looking flustered.

"I don't know," Yugi answered back. "I'm worried now, guys."

"Me, too," Joey agreed, leaning forwards. He frowned at them. "Maybe – "

"DON'T say it! Joey Wheeler, if you say Bakura is behind this – "

"He MIGHT be, Tea! We have to be careful!" Tea stuck out her tongue at Joey. Yugi rolled his eyes. Tristan was in the bathroom.

"Listen, this is really serious," Yugi said, his face showing a scared emotion. "I'm scared. Really scared."

"So are we…. I think we should go talk to Ryou face-front," Joey announced. The others nodded in silent agreement.

"Today. After school."

Bakura smiled to himself as he walked down the street, hands shoved in his pockets, so happy that he finally released himself from the Ring. He walked along, his hair blowing with the strong winds, his body not responding to the cool rain dribbling his body. He was headed to the hospital to see Samayo and her brothers…

The hospital loomed in the distance. People wandered in and out, in and out, some looking lost and confused, others crying, some laughing with big, cheery smiles.

Bakura erased all emotion from his face as he walked inside.

"Samayo…" he muttered. He walked towards the receptionist desk, smiling down at the receptionist. She looked up with a bored expression.

"Yes, sir?" she asked. Bakura tried to make his voice sound like Ryou's.

"Umm, could you tell me where the room of the Alluige brother's are?" he asked, a fake smile hiding the evil in his voice. The receptionist sighed.

"You need a visitors pass."

"Oh, I can get one… Right?"

"Here." She pulled out a piece of laminated paper on string, strung it, and then handed it to him.

"Just wear it around and people won't wonder."

"Okay." The receptionist looked up 'Alluige' on the computer. As she typed, Bakura looked around, memorizing the distinct shape of the room. He would need to know where people lingered and where they sat to be able to race out of there if need be.

"Room B-14," the receptionist said, giving him that bored look.

"Thank-you," Bakura said, and walked down the hallway, smiling to himself. His jacket flared out, with sudden winds racing through an open window. People ran to shut it, but he didn't notice as they rammed into him. His eyes fell on the B corridor, and he turned, breaking into a run.

"Hey!" Nurses and doctors shouted as he raced by. Fourteen was at the end of the hall…

He was there. The door was ajar, and he could see Samayo's form sitting in a chair, her torso lying on the bed, her hair spread-eagled around her head. She was breathing gently, her face tear-streaked.

Perfect.

Bakura walked into the room, closing the door behind him. He walked up to the bed, the Ring appearing around his neck, glowing intensely.

"Zamiya," he whispered, looking at Samayo. She had the same hair, the same face, the same stature… This girl was much weaker, definitely not as fun as the thief known as Zamiya from the southern mountains was… Bakura loomed over her, staring down at her. He pushed her hair back away from her face and bent down next to her, his long fingers sliding around her neck.

"Zamiya…." He whispered with an eerie chill, his cold hands tightening around her neck. "I'm here now." For she had broken the spell.

Only if he felt a strong emotion, such as the mixture of deceit, betrayal, and hatred, would Hasan's seal break on the Sennen Ring.

that was stupid…. I'm sorry, but im going through some emotional tough times… im really scared. Some of my friends have seriously thought about committing suicide… I mean, they've cut themselves and everything… so I'm really stressed right now. Please, pray for them. A couple lonely girls who won't listen to their friends here in Massachusetts.

Yugi: awwww…. Poor Shibby-chan
Shibby: ;-;

Reviewz

Demell okay! I will continue! Don't die!
Yugiohchix2008: WHOA HENTAI! OMG jess, when did you become so – so – perverted?
Baka Neko mickey-chan: Malik as Cher? shudders alright I just got a VERY scary mental image…. EEKI hehe that was funny!

BTW: that song Samayo was singing? Actually a poem by Shahriar Shahriari. DON'T OWN HER…. So… tata.

Read! Review! All of the above! And pray for my friends…. Please?

Shibby-One