~Disclaimer...lalalalala...oh....huh? What do I own? Come on! Honestly! If, after eighteen chapters, you still believe I own Yugioh you have serious mental health issues!
Nika: ^____^
Jou: *sobs* How!? How could you do it!? You're a horrible person!!! *bawls*
Pegasus: (enters room with fushia hair instead of silver) What's so horrible? (reads chapter) O_O You ARE a horrible person!
Mokuba: (kicks Nika in the leg) MEANIE!!!
Nika: (grabs leg and hops up and down) Ouch!! You little brat!!
Seto: Don't call my little brother a brat!! (kicks her in her other leg)
Nika: Ach!! Now I see where he gets it from!
(All surviving cast members jump Nika and start pounding her)
Nika: ......I'm telling you....AHHH!!!......It was my yami's idea!!!!!!
Mokuba: So!? You're the one who wrote it!!! (punches her in the stomach)
Nika: @__@
(This chapter, the death scene, was written while listening to "Maybe" by Enrique Iglesias. Blame the song for the depressing mood. I refuse to make this a songfic even though each chapter has it's own song. So if you want to know the words to this song, scroll to the bottom. They'll be below the reviews.)
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Angel Eyes
Chapter Eighteen
"Why Is Everything About Love?"
Shifting once again on the sofa Bakura looked towards the stairs. The woman, Pierce's mother, had just come down and was dressed in a long black dress.
"I have to go in to work." she said quickly, grabbing her purse. "My daughter should be back soon. You're welcome to wait for her here."
She was almost out the door when Bakura asked, "What is your profession?"
Startled by his sudden question she froze. Was he suspicious? "I'm a lounge singer at the Blue Angel. Didn't Angelica tell you?"
Bakura just looked away from her disinterestedly. "No."
"Ah." the woman nodded and quickly left the house.
*Damn.* Bakura thought to himself. *I even scare people when I'm not trying to. * He sighed heavily. *I wish she'd hurry up. I'm getting bored. And I'm dangerous when I'm bored.*
He didn't have much longer to wait though as he suddenly felt something blunt connect with the back of his head and fell to his knees on the floor. *Okay,* he thought to himself, *who've I pissed off this time?* Grasping his head in his hands he decided that whoever it was didn't like him very much. That hurt like hell! In fact, he was struggling to stay conscious.
He managed to look up and get a glimpse at his attacker. Then he wished he hadn't. "Shimatta!" he cursed, genuinly afraid. "It IS you!"
Looming ominously over him was a very much insane Pierce, her black eyes glowing with malice. Or in his mind, Amunet.
*No, it's impossible.* he thought to himself. *We destroyed her soul along with her Band. There should have been nothing left to reincarnate! But it IS her! How is this possible!?*
"How?" he managed to gasp out as she continued to stare at him loathingly.
"You want to know how, thief?" she said, her voice dripping in disdain. "I'll tell you how. My soul cannot rest until I get vengeance. I sustained myself purely by my own will for revenge. Also, the hearts of two of my executioners prayed for my happiness. I cannot know happiness until you die!" she cried out, raising her right armt to display the gold band now reattached to her wrist.
Bakura sat unable to move on the floor. Never had he known such fear. He feared this creature before him because, more than anyone else, he understood what caused her darkness and made her kill. Him. He had created this Angel of Death now threatening not only his life, but his very soul as well. All those centuries ago he had eluded her after her insanity had overwhelmed her. And in her pursuit of him she destroyed any who she felt were like him.
"Why?" she growled out at him, her words gradually becoming a roar. "Why did you do it? Me of all people!? A High Priestess of Egypt! ANSWER ME!!"
"Because," he managed to say, "I loved you."
"LIAR!!" she shouted and struck him hard across the face knocking him back to the floor.
But Bakura knew his only hope for escape lay in the truth. His own very twisted truth. "I did love you." he affirmed. "And that's why I took you. I watched you everyday as you preformed your duties. I would follow you through the crowds just to get a glimpse of you. You, the pharaoh's beloved cousin. You, the princess. You, the priestess. You, who were so radiant you could be nothing less than a goddess in the flesh. I was nothing to you. The only time you noticed me was when we were children and I was standing right next to you! You didn't remember me. I'm sure you didn't give me another thought. But I thought about you, and I fell in love with you. But I knew you would NEVER notice a common man like me. Nor would you any man. You were pure and untouched, dedicated solely to your goddess who you served so faithfully. So when I saw you running through the streets, alone and unseen, I saw my only chance to ever have any part of you. And I took it. Now...you wanted to know why. And there you have it."
Pierce stood still and silent as his word sunk in. "Love." she said. "Why does everything involve love?" For a brief moment a flicker of light passed through her eyes, but then they turned cold and hard again. "Love," she said confidently, "is only an illusion. It doesn't exist." And with that her mind was made up.
She raised her right hand and reached out to Bakura, towards his head. The Band around her wrist glowed not golden, but black. "Now," she said with an evil grin, "you shall suffer the agony of a thousand deaths in an instant as I tear your soul from your body." Her hand let out a pulse of negative energy as she ripped the soul from the person before her.
*This can't be happening.* Bakura thought despairingly. *There's nothing I can do. Goodbye, Ryou.* And he closed his eyes in preparation to meet his end.
"NOOOO!!!!!" a mournful, desperate cry filled the room as a Pierce suddenly found not Bakura's soul in her hand, but another. A pure soul.
Bakura gasped as he felt a weight pressed into his chest. A familiar weight. Opening his eyes, his world seemed to end. Laying protectively across him was Ryou's nearly lifeless body.
"No." he sobbed out. "Ryou, no!" He threw his arms around his lover and pulled his body close, tears falling freely and unashamedly from his eyes. "Why?" he asked pitifully. "Why for me?"
Ryou smiled up at his koibito sadly, the light steadly fading in his eyes. "Because," he breathed, "I love you. And I would do anything to protect you."
Bakura pressed a tender kiss to his hikari's lips as a tear trickled down his cheek and onto Ryou's. "Silly." he whispered. "I'm supposed to protect you, my weakling hikari." Ryou coughed once and Bakura held him tighter, not willing to let him go.
"I followed you here, yami." Ryou said in a weak voice. "I didn't want you to hurt her, and I didn't want you to get hurt. Do you forgive me?"
"Of course." Bakura whispered back sadly. "Now we'll go home and we'll watch your favorite movie until we both fall asleep on the couch. Then I'll carry you to bed and we'll have wonderful dreams together."
Ryou smiled again and it was obvious it took all he had to whisper the next few words. "Hmm. That sounds nice"
Bakura touched his hand to Ryou's cheek and said, "I love you, Ryou."
With his final breath he whispered his lover's name and then let his eyes drop, his body going still.
"Ryou! Oh, Ryou! NO!!" Bakura cried out in sorrow.
Pierce stood in shock as she held a glowing pink ball of energy in her hand. Ryou's soul. She hadn't meant to do this. Never had she killed an innocent. Ryou was her friend. A friend to everyone in fact. Everything Bakura was, Ryou was not. He was hope, light and yes, love. Staring at his soul she could not find one swirl of darkness within it. "Ryou." she whispered and her eyes returned to their previous color.
At that moment the door burst open and Malik rushed in, Yami and Yuugi right behind him. But they halted their approach upon seeing Bakura cradling Ryou's body as tears streamed down his face, calling Ryou's name over and over as if it would return him to life.
Malik looked to where Pierce was standing, still shellshocked, and immediately went to her. He wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug as she whispered is shock, "I killed him. He...he sacrificed himself...for his yami. Why? Why would he do that?"
Malik felt her respond to his embrace by resting her head sorrowfully against his chest, the tears beginning to flow. "Because," he replied, "He loved him."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~With Anzu a few hours later (I forgot about her til now)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"So you don't know what happened?" she asked into the phone.
Honda's voice drifted out of the phone. "No." he said. "After Pierce disappeared and Malik started to get weird I left. I don't know what happened and when I called Yuugi it was Yami that answered. He was acting strange. Almost scary. He told me to mind my own buisness and that they'd tell me later. Something serious is going on, but I don't know what. Hey, look. I gotta go. I'll talk to you at school Monday."
Honda hung up and Anzu sat back in her chair.
*I wonder what's going on.* she thought curiously. *I hope no one's trying to take over the world again!*
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~At Kaiba's Mansion~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Jounouchi cuddled into Seto's arms and let out a content sigh. After his early morning knockout Seto had been true to his word to an almost frightening degree. They had not once left the bed for more than five minutes. Seto had every meal delived to his room and refused to let Jou out of his arms. But, of course, Jou wasn't complaining either.
"I wonder what the other's were up to all day." he wondered absently.
Kaiba chuckled and said into his lover's hair, "Does it really matter? We had a good day, didn't we? And that's all that matters"
"Oh, you're so selfish, Seto!" Jounouch said playfully and rolled over to grab a spare pillow from the floor.
Kaiba shielded himself with his arms just as Jounouchi brought the pillow down on him. He laughed lively and grabed the pillow out of Jou's hands, quickly throwing it across the room and out of his reach.
"Hey!" Jou pouted. "That's no fair!"
With a growl Seto pounced on the blonde, pinning his arms to the bed. He grinned down at his startled lover and said, "Oh really? And since when do I play fair?"
Jou managed to recover from the sudden surprise attack and flutterred his eyelashes dramatically. "Why?" he drawled, "You wouldn't do anything to innocent little me, now would you?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~later that night~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In the confusion Bakura had disappeared with Ryou's body and no one seemed to want to disturb him. Neither Yami nor Yuugi seemed capable of dealing with the loss of such a dear friend. They had agreed not to say anything to anyone, at least until tomorrow. It was agreed everyone needed some time to deal. Pierce was in a dreadful state. The light had disappeared from her eyes and she seemed empty inside, devoid off all life. But her eyes had remained blue, indicating she was indeed still sane. Just in a deep state of grief. Malik was afraid to leave her alone in her state so when night fell he had curled up beside her in her bed foregoing any thoughts of 'improper'. Isis hadn't returned home for some reason, but he wasn't inclined to ponder it at this moment. Right now all he wanted was to comfort his Angel.
The light from a full moon shone in her window causing the two figures to glow with a heavenly light. Pierce rested spooned into Malik's body, her hands clenching his which were wrapped around her body holding her tight into his chest. All that covered them was her single baby-blue blanket, outlining their entwined bodys.
The bed shifted slightly as she scooted back, closer into his arms, seeking his warmth. Not physical warmth, but an emotional warmth she thought she possessed in spades. His arms tightened around her showing that he was still awake.
"Malk?" she asked softly.
"Mmm?" he responded, his breath warm on her neck.
"I remember you." she whispered. "I remember everything now. I don't think...there is an Amunet anymore. Nor a Pierce. There's just me. Angel. I would say it's confusing...but it's not. I understand perfectly." She paused and felt a faint smile tug at her lips. "I remember the first time I saw you, in the pharaoh's palace. You were so breathtaking, even in the robes of a common priest. I thought my heart would stop. I hoped time would. But it didn't....but you already know that."
He nuzzled into her neck and whispered back, "I remember. I felt the same about you. But I had seen you before. That's why I had tagged along with your brother. All I wanted was to be near you. To get one glimpse of you when you were relaxed and not playing to the crowd. By the time you noticed me, I had been in love with you for years."
They were silent for several more minutes, both lost in thoughts of the other. After a moment, she spoke again.
"Is it true?" she asked hesitantly. "Did Bakura really love Ryou?"
"Of course." Malik responded. "You know that."
"Do I?" she asked with a sigh, dropping her head to touch her chest. "Sometimes I wonder. Is love even real?"
Malik didn't like where this was going. "Angel, you told me you love me. Was that real?"
She nodded once. "It was. It is."
"And this," Malik said as he raised his hand to her cheek to stroke it lovingly. "Is this real?"
"It is." she breathed melting inside at the feel of his hand on her skin.
"Then love," he said as he raised himself up to prop on his elbows. "Is real." He bent down and pressed a gentle lingering kiss on her lips. When he finally broke it he found himself staring into her now warm cerulean eyes. Their spark had returned. "We waited five thousand years to be together." he affirmed. "And now we will be. I promise, I will never let us be seperated again. I will always be with you. No matter what." And she smiled up at him with total faith in his words.
(A/N=this would be what is commonly refered to as a 'fade-to-black' ^^)
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(A/N) ^__^ So, how many of you hate me right now? It seems no one wanted me to kill Ryou...so that's exactly what I did! ^__^ But don't worry! It won't be a sad ending! Maybe...hopefully...-__- Tell me, how many more chapters do you want this to be? Because I could end it right here. But I have at least two or three more in mind. I could prolong it even more...but that's up to you.
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Reviews have killed Ryou!! O_O You....you....horrible people!!!! But at least you were well meaning!^^
Rei Akita: Y'know, I really wanted to kill anyone but Ryou...but to be honest it was him or Yuugi. It had to be a pure soul, a hikari, to bring her back from insanity. Sorry. You can try to hurt me...but I've already hurt myself writing this.
Reine Keri: Arigatou gozaimasu! I'm glad you liked that bit about Bakura and the Shadow Realm! ^^ Yeah...someone HAD to die... It was the only way to bring her back.
mya starnight: Um...your review confused me. I'm glad you liked it though. Now did you mean it HAS a little bit of romance...or did you mean for me to put romance in it..? Because I'm not a hopeless romantic. I write dark. If there's ever any romance it's either dark or very poorly written. I guess I'm just a depressing person when it comes to my stories. And, uh, why do you want me to email you? Full sentences really help. I'd be glad to email you...if I knew the reason... (wanders off really confused)
Chibified Chibi: WAI!!! I WUV your penname!!! So adorably adorable!! -_- Yes, that is one of my strange phrases. Ooohhh...Bakura's gonna get it! I hope your yami doesn't hurt him too bad! (is hikari right now btw) I'll check out your stories the first chance I get! ^^
LoveLiesBleeding: Yeah, everyone wanted me to spare Ryou and kill off Honda. I didn't want to kill Jou, even though his soul would have worked, cause I just didn't want to do that to Seto. Honestly, they JUST came out! They deserve some time together! *sniffle* I think I might like Jou better than Malik! O_O But this is just the hikari talking!! My yami is a die-hard Bakura fan. And when we join together we prefer Malik. @_@ Confused? I'll check out your story soon as I can, kay? ^^
lilhillbillie: Yes, Chatha was Anzu. I had more in store for her and the random priestess who's name means destiny, but after fifteen hours I abandoned that side plot. Maybe after I finish the fic I'll go back and add it in. (digs Billie out) There? Now see what happens when you dig holes in unstable soil? Sorry...Ryou didn't live. But...(shifty eyes)...anyone who hates the fact that Ryou died should not stop reading...because...Ah hell! Just don't! You'll see why!
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"Maybe"
by Enrique Iglesias
If I had one single wish
I'd go back to the moment I kissed
You goodbye no matter how hard I tried
I can't live without you in my life
Maybe you'll say you still want me
Maybe you'll say that you don't
Maybe we said it was over
Baby I can't let you go
I walk around, try to understand
Where we went wrong and I can't pretend
It wasn't me, it wasn't you
But I'm convinced we gave up too soon
Maybe you'll say you still want me
Maybe you'll say that you don't
Maybe we said it was over
Baby I can't let you go
Nothing left to lose after losing you
There's nothing I cant take
When I run to you, when I come for you
Don't tell me I'm too late
Maybe you'll say you still want me
Maybe you'll say that you don't
Maybe we said it was over
Baby I can't let you go
Nika: ^____^
Jou: *sobs* How!? How could you do it!? You're a horrible person!!! *bawls*
Pegasus: (enters room with fushia hair instead of silver) What's so horrible? (reads chapter) O_O You ARE a horrible person!
Mokuba: (kicks Nika in the leg) MEANIE!!!
Nika: (grabs leg and hops up and down) Ouch!! You little brat!!
Seto: Don't call my little brother a brat!! (kicks her in her other leg)
Nika: Ach!! Now I see where he gets it from!
(All surviving cast members jump Nika and start pounding her)
Nika: ......I'm telling you....AHHH!!!......It was my yami's idea!!!!!!
Mokuba: So!? You're the one who wrote it!!! (punches her in the stomach)
Nika: @__@
(This chapter, the death scene, was written while listening to "Maybe" by Enrique Iglesias. Blame the song for the depressing mood. I refuse to make this a songfic even though each chapter has it's own song. So if you want to know the words to this song, scroll to the bottom. They'll be below the reviews.)
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Angel Eyes
Chapter Eighteen
"Why Is Everything About Love?"
Shifting once again on the sofa Bakura looked towards the stairs. The woman, Pierce's mother, had just come down and was dressed in a long black dress.
"I have to go in to work." she said quickly, grabbing her purse. "My daughter should be back soon. You're welcome to wait for her here."
She was almost out the door when Bakura asked, "What is your profession?"
Startled by his sudden question she froze. Was he suspicious? "I'm a lounge singer at the Blue Angel. Didn't Angelica tell you?"
Bakura just looked away from her disinterestedly. "No."
"Ah." the woman nodded and quickly left the house.
*Damn.* Bakura thought to himself. *I even scare people when I'm not trying to. * He sighed heavily. *I wish she'd hurry up. I'm getting bored. And I'm dangerous when I'm bored.*
He didn't have much longer to wait though as he suddenly felt something blunt connect with the back of his head and fell to his knees on the floor. *Okay,* he thought to himself, *who've I pissed off this time?* Grasping his head in his hands he decided that whoever it was didn't like him very much. That hurt like hell! In fact, he was struggling to stay conscious.
He managed to look up and get a glimpse at his attacker. Then he wished he hadn't. "Shimatta!" he cursed, genuinly afraid. "It IS you!"
Looming ominously over him was a very much insane Pierce, her black eyes glowing with malice. Or in his mind, Amunet.
*No, it's impossible.* he thought to himself. *We destroyed her soul along with her Band. There should have been nothing left to reincarnate! But it IS her! How is this possible!?*
"How?" he managed to gasp out as she continued to stare at him loathingly.
"You want to know how, thief?" she said, her voice dripping in disdain. "I'll tell you how. My soul cannot rest until I get vengeance. I sustained myself purely by my own will for revenge. Also, the hearts of two of my executioners prayed for my happiness. I cannot know happiness until you die!" she cried out, raising her right armt to display the gold band now reattached to her wrist.
Bakura sat unable to move on the floor. Never had he known such fear. He feared this creature before him because, more than anyone else, he understood what caused her darkness and made her kill. Him. He had created this Angel of Death now threatening not only his life, but his very soul as well. All those centuries ago he had eluded her after her insanity had overwhelmed her. And in her pursuit of him she destroyed any who she felt were like him.
"Why?" she growled out at him, her words gradually becoming a roar. "Why did you do it? Me of all people!? A High Priestess of Egypt! ANSWER ME!!"
"Because," he managed to say, "I loved you."
"LIAR!!" she shouted and struck him hard across the face knocking him back to the floor.
But Bakura knew his only hope for escape lay in the truth. His own very twisted truth. "I did love you." he affirmed. "And that's why I took you. I watched you everyday as you preformed your duties. I would follow you through the crowds just to get a glimpse of you. You, the pharaoh's beloved cousin. You, the princess. You, the priestess. You, who were so radiant you could be nothing less than a goddess in the flesh. I was nothing to you. The only time you noticed me was when we were children and I was standing right next to you! You didn't remember me. I'm sure you didn't give me another thought. But I thought about you, and I fell in love with you. But I knew you would NEVER notice a common man like me. Nor would you any man. You were pure and untouched, dedicated solely to your goddess who you served so faithfully. So when I saw you running through the streets, alone and unseen, I saw my only chance to ever have any part of you. And I took it. Now...you wanted to know why. And there you have it."
Pierce stood still and silent as his word sunk in. "Love." she said. "Why does everything involve love?" For a brief moment a flicker of light passed through her eyes, but then they turned cold and hard again. "Love," she said confidently, "is only an illusion. It doesn't exist." And with that her mind was made up.
She raised her right hand and reached out to Bakura, towards his head. The Band around her wrist glowed not golden, but black. "Now," she said with an evil grin, "you shall suffer the agony of a thousand deaths in an instant as I tear your soul from your body." Her hand let out a pulse of negative energy as she ripped the soul from the person before her.
*This can't be happening.* Bakura thought despairingly. *There's nothing I can do. Goodbye, Ryou.* And he closed his eyes in preparation to meet his end.
"NOOOO!!!!!" a mournful, desperate cry filled the room as a Pierce suddenly found not Bakura's soul in her hand, but another. A pure soul.
Bakura gasped as he felt a weight pressed into his chest. A familiar weight. Opening his eyes, his world seemed to end. Laying protectively across him was Ryou's nearly lifeless body.
"No." he sobbed out. "Ryou, no!" He threw his arms around his lover and pulled his body close, tears falling freely and unashamedly from his eyes. "Why?" he asked pitifully. "Why for me?"
Ryou smiled up at his koibito sadly, the light steadly fading in his eyes. "Because," he breathed, "I love you. And I would do anything to protect you."
Bakura pressed a tender kiss to his hikari's lips as a tear trickled down his cheek and onto Ryou's. "Silly." he whispered. "I'm supposed to protect you, my weakling hikari." Ryou coughed once and Bakura held him tighter, not willing to let him go.
"I followed you here, yami." Ryou said in a weak voice. "I didn't want you to hurt her, and I didn't want you to get hurt. Do you forgive me?"
"Of course." Bakura whispered back sadly. "Now we'll go home and we'll watch your favorite movie until we both fall asleep on the couch. Then I'll carry you to bed and we'll have wonderful dreams together."
Ryou smiled again and it was obvious it took all he had to whisper the next few words. "Hmm. That sounds nice"
Bakura touched his hand to Ryou's cheek and said, "I love you, Ryou."
With his final breath he whispered his lover's name and then let his eyes drop, his body going still.
"Ryou! Oh, Ryou! NO!!" Bakura cried out in sorrow.
Pierce stood in shock as she held a glowing pink ball of energy in her hand. Ryou's soul. She hadn't meant to do this. Never had she killed an innocent. Ryou was her friend. A friend to everyone in fact. Everything Bakura was, Ryou was not. He was hope, light and yes, love. Staring at his soul she could not find one swirl of darkness within it. "Ryou." she whispered and her eyes returned to their previous color.
At that moment the door burst open and Malik rushed in, Yami and Yuugi right behind him. But they halted their approach upon seeing Bakura cradling Ryou's body as tears streamed down his face, calling Ryou's name over and over as if it would return him to life.
Malik looked to where Pierce was standing, still shellshocked, and immediately went to her. He wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug as she whispered is shock, "I killed him. He...he sacrificed himself...for his yami. Why? Why would he do that?"
Malik felt her respond to his embrace by resting her head sorrowfully against his chest, the tears beginning to flow. "Because," he replied, "He loved him."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~With Anzu a few hours later (I forgot about her til now)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"So you don't know what happened?" she asked into the phone.
Honda's voice drifted out of the phone. "No." he said. "After Pierce disappeared and Malik started to get weird I left. I don't know what happened and when I called Yuugi it was Yami that answered. He was acting strange. Almost scary. He told me to mind my own buisness and that they'd tell me later. Something serious is going on, but I don't know what. Hey, look. I gotta go. I'll talk to you at school Monday."
Honda hung up and Anzu sat back in her chair.
*I wonder what's going on.* she thought curiously. *I hope no one's trying to take over the world again!*
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~At Kaiba's Mansion~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Jounouchi cuddled into Seto's arms and let out a content sigh. After his early morning knockout Seto had been true to his word to an almost frightening degree. They had not once left the bed for more than five minutes. Seto had every meal delived to his room and refused to let Jou out of his arms. But, of course, Jou wasn't complaining either.
"I wonder what the other's were up to all day." he wondered absently.
Kaiba chuckled and said into his lover's hair, "Does it really matter? We had a good day, didn't we? And that's all that matters"
"Oh, you're so selfish, Seto!" Jounouch said playfully and rolled over to grab a spare pillow from the floor.
Kaiba shielded himself with his arms just as Jounouchi brought the pillow down on him. He laughed lively and grabed the pillow out of Jou's hands, quickly throwing it across the room and out of his reach.
"Hey!" Jou pouted. "That's no fair!"
With a growl Seto pounced on the blonde, pinning his arms to the bed. He grinned down at his startled lover and said, "Oh really? And since when do I play fair?"
Jou managed to recover from the sudden surprise attack and flutterred his eyelashes dramatically. "Why?" he drawled, "You wouldn't do anything to innocent little me, now would you?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~later that night~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In the confusion Bakura had disappeared with Ryou's body and no one seemed to want to disturb him. Neither Yami nor Yuugi seemed capable of dealing with the loss of such a dear friend. They had agreed not to say anything to anyone, at least until tomorrow. It was agreed everyone needed some time to deal. Pierce was in a dreadful state. The light had disappeared from her eyes and she seemed empty inside, devoid off all life. But her eyes had remained blue, indicating she was indeed still sane. Just in a deep state of grief. Malik was afraid to leave her alone in her state so when night fell he had curled up beside her in her bed foregoing any thoughts of 'improper'. Isis hadn't returned home for some reason, but he wasn't inclined to ponder it at this moment. Right now all he wanted was to comfort his Angel.
The light from a full moon shone in her window causing the two figures to glow with a heavenly light. Pierce rested spooned into Malik's body, her hands clenching his which were wrapped around her body holding her tight into his chest. All that covered them was her single baby-blue blanket, outlining their entwined bodys.
The bed shifted slightly as she scooted back, closer into his arms, seeking his warmth. Not physical warmth, but an emotional warmth she thought she possessed in spades. His arms tightened around her showing that he was still awake.
"Malk?" she asked softly.
"Mmm?" he responded, his breath warm on her neck.
"I remember you." she whispered. "I remember everything now. I don't think...there is an Amunet anymore. Nor a Pierce. There's just me. Angel. I would say it's confusing...but it's not. I understand perfectly." She paused and felt a faint smile tug at her lips. "I remember the first time I saw you, in the pharaoh's palace. You were so breathtaking, even in the robes of a common priest. I thought my heart would stop. I hoped time would. But it didn't....but you already know that."
He nuzzled into her neck and whispered back, "I remember. I felt the same about you. But I had seen you before. That's why I had tagged along with your brother. All I wanted was to be near you. To get one glimpse of you when you were relaxed and not playing to the crowd. By the time you noticed me, I had been in love with you for years."
They were silent for several more minutes, both lost in thoughts of the other. After a moment, she spoke again.
"Is it true?" she asked hesitantly. "Did Bakura really love Ryou?"
"Of course." Malik responded. "You know that."
"Do I?" she asked with a sigh, dropping her head to touch her chest. "Sometimes I wonder. Is love even real?"
Malik didn't like where this was going. "Angel, you told me you love me. Was that real?"
She nodded once. "It was. It is."
"And this," Malik said as he raised his hand to her cheek to stroke it lovingly. "Is this real?"
"It is." she breathed melting inside at the feel of his hand on her skin.
"Then love," he said as he raised himself up to prop on his elbows. "Is real." He bent down and pressed a gentle lingering kiss on her lips. When he finally broke it he found himself staring into her now warm cerulean eyes. Their spark had returned. "We waited five thousand years to be together." he affirmed. "And now we will be. I promise, I will never let us be seperated again. I will always be with you. No matter what." And she smiled up at him with total faith in his words.
(A/N=this would be what is commonly refered to as a 'fade-to-black' ^^)
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(A/N) ^__^ So, how many of you hate me right now? It seems no one wanted me to kill Ryou...so that's exactly what I did! ^__^ But don't worry! It won't be a sad ending! Maybe...hopefully...-__- Tell me, how many more chapters do you want this to be? Because I could end it right here. But I have at least two or three more in mind. I could prolong it even more...but that's up to you.
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Reviews have killed Ryou!! O_O You....you....horrible people!!!! But at least you were well meaning!^^
Rei Akita: Y'know, I really wanted to kill anyone but Ryou...but to be honest it was him or Yuugi. It had to be a pure soul, a hikari, to bring her back from insanity. Sorry. You can try to hurt me...but I've already hurt myself writing this.
Reine Keri: Arigatou gozaimasu! I'm glad you liked that bit about Bakura and the Shadow Realm! ^^ Yeah...someone HAD to die... It was the only way to bring her back.
mya starnight: Um...your review confused me. I'm glad you liked it though. Now did you mean it HAS a little bit of romance...or did you mean for me to put romance in it..? Because I'm not a hopeless romantic. I write dark. If there's ever any romance it's either dark or very poorly written. I guess I'm just a depressing person when it comes to my stories. And, uh, why do you want me to email you? Full sentences really help. I'd be glad to email you...if I knew the reason... (wanders off really confused)
Chibified Chibi: WAI!!! I WUV your penname!!! So adorably adorable!! -_- Yes, that is one of my strange phrases. Ooohhh...Bakura's gonna get it! I hope your yami doesn't hurt him too bad! (is hikari right now btw) I'll check out your stories the first chance I get! ^^
LoveLiesBleeding: Yeah, everyone wanted me to spare Ryou and kill off Honda. I didn't want to kill Jou, even though his soul would have worked, cause I just didn't want to do that to Seto. Honestly, they JUST came out! They deserve some time together! *sniffle* I think I might like Jou better than Malik! O_O But this is just the hikari talking!! My yami is a die-hard Bakura fan. And when we join together we prefer Malik. @_@ Confused? I'll check out your story soon as I can, kay? ^^
lilhillbillie: Yes, Chatha was Anzu. I had more in store for her and the random priestess who's name means destiny, but after fifteen hours I abandoned that side plot. Maybe after I finish the fic I'll go back and add it in. (digs Billie out) There? Now see what happens when you dig holes in unstable soil? Sorry...Ryou didn't live. But...(shifty eyes)...anyone who hates the fact that Ryou died should not stop reading...because...Ah hell! Just don't! You'll see why!
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"Maybe"
by Enrique Iglesias
If I had one single wish
I'd go back to the moment I kissed
You goodbye no matter how hard I tried
I can't live without you in my life
Maybe you'll say you still want me
Maybe you'll say that you don't
Maybe we said it was over
Baby I can't let you go
I walk around, try to understand
Where we went wrong and I can't pretend
It wasn't me, it wasn't you
But I'm convinced we gave up too soon
Maybe you'll say you still want me
Maybe you'll say that you don't
Maybe we said it was over
Baby I can't let you go
Nothing left to lose after losing you
There's nothing I cant take
When I run to you, when I come for you
Don't tell me I'm too late
Maybe you'll say you still want me
Maybe you'll say that you don't
Maybe we said it was over
Baby I can't let you go