Hey thank you for the reviews. I love you guys. The story's come pretty far now. Give me more ideas? Oh btw, yes I know the phoenix is also Chinese or wtv. I should know. I am Chinese lol!
Disclaimer: I wish I owned it. I dream about it a lot.
To Talk
Small beads of sweat fell off Bakura's snow-white hair. A big smile was spread across Ryou's face. Both were panting slightly and Ryou's eyes were closed. Bakura propped himself up on an arm and rolled over onto his side, considering his lover's comfort. After just watching the hikari, he spoke up.
"So what's happened to Yuugi today?" Soft chocolate eyes looked at him hazily.
"A lot of things…"
Bakura pondered a moment before questioning. "Well, we've got all the time in the world. Let's start from the beginning with the important parts."
"If you say so…" Bakura nodded. "So basically, Yuugi's just going through even more emotions he's not supposed to be able to feel…" Taking a finger, he pulled back a few strands of hair from Ryou's forehead.
"He went to see Yami…" Bakura's eyes widened ever so slightly.
"Oh really? Something tells me it went horribly wrong…didn't it?" Ryou nodded lightly. "Yea…" He creased his brows. "Wait…how did you know?" Bakura smiled.
"I've been around people for quite some time. Knowing the pharaoh, he wouldn't be very understanding about seeing a dead lover in his room…is that right?"
"Yea…Yami said he didn't believe that it could be Yuugi." With a sigh, the yami lowered himself and lay down beside Ryou. "Is that true?" Nodding again, Ryou rolled onto his side so he could see his yami.
"Yuugi's been crushed by all that happened. He told me that it doesn't hurt to see Yami anymore." "Hn."
//So that's changed.//
/Does it mean anything?/
//Of course it does, love.//
/Do you know?/ Bakura shook his head. //No, I don't know whether it's good or bad. For sure it means something. Yuugi's not just a fallen seraph.//
/So something's changed but we don't know what./ Wrapping an arm around Ryou, Bakura snuggled in closer and nodded.
//But one thing's for sure. I'm tired and I'm sure you are too.// Ryou crept in closer and pulled up the silk sheets.
Bakura lied. He had not been feeling tired. He just wanted to think about things and watch Ryou sleep peacefully. The clouds parted slightly, allowing some of the moon to show. A little halo formed around the visible edge of the moon. Beneath the white light, masses of grey to nearly black clouds floated menacingly. It was going to rain again. No sign of the stars showed through. Bakura squinted. There was a single star visible. It was located near the moon, shining as brightly to challenge the celestial body closest to the earth. 'What star is that? To shine as brightly as the moon.' Noticing a slight chill, Bakura looked at the window closer. It was open. 'Damn. Now I'll have to get up and close the window.' Reluctantly, he left Ryou's side and strutted over to the illuminated pane of glass. The glint from the star grew even brighter. 'What? It's getting brighter?' Puzzled, he leaned out to get a better view. The original blue glow of the star was quickly becoming orange. He watched in mild interest as the spherical shape morphed into a weird outline that he could not name. Bakura waited for a bit longer. He sighed as cool wind hit his naked form. With half opened eyes, he looked back into the sky. The star had completely disappeared. But in the vicinity, a bird sat, staring at him. Perplexed, he look at it and studied the bird closely. It was a flaming bird, to be exact. 'A phoenix? Here? From the way it looks, this isn't a oriental one…It's Egyptian…and it's here with a task…' Looking behind him, Ryou was still asleep. Returning his attention to the fire bird, it was perched on his windowsill. Cautiously, he reached out to pet it. The phoenix closed its eyes and nuzzled up to the extended arm. No flames burned his hand. He withdrew it and stared at it in awe. Patting the golden plume on the head, he spoke softly.
"Child of Ra, what news do you bring me?" The bird looked at him. His eyes were bluish by the moonlight. Bakura watched the bird intently, waiting for an answer. Time flew by as they stared at each other.
"You're beautiful, but…I know you have something to say. I am tired and I need sleep. If you have something to tell me, tell me now or later ok?" Bakura's voice and eyes were soft. 'I cannot disturb the phoenix or be rude to him. He is after all, sacred.' The phoenix made no move but it seemed to have heard his words. A perfect melodic voice reached into the depths of his mind.
'You're quite right. I came here to tell you something…or, some things rather.'
"Let's start with Yami. What is going on?"
'Yami just had an encounter with K-'
"With who!?" Irritated, the phoenix ruffle his feathers and little and raised the temperature of the flames on Bakura's hand. With a soft cry, Bakura flinched. "Sorry. You may continue."
'Caleb, you know that the priest and the pharaoh were lovers right?' Bakura nodded. This was serious. The bird had even used his ancient name. 'Well, they had a reunion.' Bakura's eyes widened. He swallowed and asked, "And what happened?"
'They almost made love.'
"Ra! Did they!?!"
'Of course not. Yuugi's still alive isn't he? Well Yami, fortunately, had enough sense to know that Yuugi was probably still there. Yami still loves Yuugi, know that?'
"You scared me. If they had fucked…"
'Language please.'
"Gomen nasai."
'How is Yuugi now? I've been watching them for a while. I haven't been able to see Yuugi much.'
"Well, both of the pair have been crying…a lot." Nodding in agreement, the fire bird hopped onto his shoulder. Bakura looked semi-surprised.
'I know. There's one thing left I want to tell you…Tell Yuugi, a wish upon the brightest star in the sky may come true.'
"Tell me, have you been helping?' He shook his head in dismay.
'No but I wish I could. I'm only here. I did knock some common sense into Yami though. I say him my song. It's the song of my lover.'
"Really, what is the song?" Shaking his head, the bird replied, 'I'm sorry..I would sing it to you except the only ones who can hear it are those who feel the same way. The person must love someone who cannot love them back for one reason or another.'
Silence passed. "I'm sorry…"
The bird refused the apology. 'It is for me to suffer, not you. You'd better return to Ryou's side. He'll be waking soon without you by his side.'
"Thank you for telling me. I'll be sure to tell your advice to Yuugi-kun. Come back if you wish."
'I will come back. Caleb, thank you for listening. Farewell.' With a flash, the phoenix disappeared into the sky and merged into the dark clouds. Feeling somewhat more satisfied, he shut the window and crept back into bed. Ryou let out a sigh. Contently, he re-wrapped his arms around his lover and fell asleep quickly.
The rest of Yami's night was not pleasant. He couldn't fall asleep now. The song of the phoenix had reawakened deep emotions he tried to hide. His defense was down and the song was the breaker. Constant questions swan through his confused mind. His lips were dry. The thing that confused him the most was what the song really meant to him. He was drowning in his current state, trying to reach for any possible salvation. The only thing that could save him would be Yuugi but for now, that was not an option, was it? He rolled his head to the side. Right now, a headache was bothering him. 'I wonder if running my head through cold water would help.' Hoping it would, he walked briskly to the bathroom and soaked his hair in the sink. Shaking little droplets from his head, he looked into the mirror. He scoffed at his own appearance. 'People tell me I'm beautiful. I showed my ugly side today. And it was to Yuugi, too.' His normally gravity defying hair was hanging at his shoulders. Trickles of water ran down his face. As his headache subsided, he grabbed a towel by the sink, he noticed something. The cloth was already wet. Someone had used it before. Somewhere in his memory recollection, he vaguely recalled having something wet on his forehead when he was asleep. 'Yuugi…' He wiped his face and retreated back into Yuugi's room. He flopped onto the pool of sheets. His face landed in the pillow. Yuugi's intoxicating scent was made obvious to Yami again. The spirit groaned. 'Why now…I've seen you once…now I want to see you again…if not, more…' He shook his head slowly. That was beyond possible.
A breeze blew outside. Dawn was approaching. A solitary bird poured out its song. No light had shone at the horizon but it was coming. Yami looked at the drawn shades. He preferred the darkness. After all, he was darkness in a way. Yuugi was the lightness to balance him. He hit the point. 'So that's why I've been acting this way. Without light there is no hope to balance the darkness. Yuugi was taken away from me. No wonder I'm acting so weirdly. He'd better come back before…I lose…my soul.' More birds joined in the solo in a beautiful repertoire of today and what it could bring. Yami glanced at the clock. It was still early. Starting to feel tired, he forced himself to sleep.
The alarm started to sound. Groggily, Yami hit the machine with a free hand. It didn't stop. Opening his eyes experimentally, bright rays of light hit his pupils harshly. He shut his eyes quickly and turned away from the window. Trying to wake up in the semi darkness, he blinked a couple of times. Suguroko could be heard downstairs cooking breakfast. He groaned and shifted onto his back. Taking his arms out from under his head, he sat up. With a sigh, he swung his legs over an edge. He stood up and walked stiffly to the bathroom. He returned to the room, his normally spiked hair hanging on by his shoulders. Making up his mind of what he wanted to wear, he threw it on. Smelling a wonderful scent from downstairs, he was hungry for the first time in days, perhaps even weeks. Though he was still sad, he put on a stone face and walked down. Suguroko greeted him with a happier smile than before. He nodded and sat down onto the table. Suguroko came over and asked him, "What do you want for breakfast?" Yami looked at the ceiling and thought for a moment.
"Fruit and maybe some cereal is good." Suguroko smiled inwardly and fetched the food.
"Arigato."
"Are you feeling better now?"
"Yea, it's been too long since I've been happy."
"I don't know if I want to go to school today…Doushiyou?"
"It's up to you, Yami. You make the choices" The spirit nodded. He finished a banana and set the peel on the table.
"I think…I want to skip school today. I really don't feel like dealing with what happened yesterday."
"Ok. Well, you go do whatever you want. I have errands so there's an assistant doing all the jobs."
" 'k"
Suguroko took their plates and walked back to the kitchen. Satisfied, Yami stood up and walked back upstairs. The bright light was showing freely through the tenuous fabric of the blinds. Looking around for something, he grabbed a dark jacket from Yuugi's closet and put it over the window. Once he was content of the lighting of the room, he sat down onto the bed roughly. He buried his face into his hands. Sighing deeply, he flipped back onto his back. His exotic hair was in a disarray when his head hit the pillow. Looking up, he spaced out. His daydream consisted of many things.
Tendrils of shadow wrapped around his arms. He shivered. Yami was used to the shadow realm but this time was somewhat different from the last times he visited. Looking around, nothing but dancing shadows were in the view. 'Where am I supposed to go now? There has to be a point to this.' Turning to his left he continued on into the never ending darkness. No monsters were even in sight. Only the dark. Looking around his four sides, he sensed nothing. A glowing light appeared in front of his view. Picking up the pace, he hurried towards it. A flame flickered where the light came from. Something told Yami to be very cautious but curiosity got the better of him. Gingerly, he put his hand through the flame. No scorching heat seared his hand. Even more perplexed, he scooped it up. 'That's real interesting there. Why doesn't it burn me?' He tossed it from one hand to the other repeatedly. The glowing ball of fire did not change. Supposing it was only for lighting, he continued on his venture. Even with the obvious light, no shadow monster or lost soul attacked him. Nothing stirred in the shadows. He felt a strange power tugging him to turn to his right. He did so. 'After all, what is there to lose? I haven't been attacked. I wonder why I'm even here.' More cut through the surrounding blackness. Only this time, it was bluish and somehow sad. He walked in the direction of the light's source. It was very far away and he squinted to try and see what or who it was. He walked soundlessly toward the shimmering sight. Minutes later, he found himself still walking in the same spot he had started. Frustrated, he tried to run but the distance between him and the object was still the same. He stopped in his tracks. Putting the fireball on the place where he was standing. Picking up his previous pace again, he watched the flame move back at the same speed. He continued this until he found a place where no magic kept him back. Have of him melted into the shadows while the rest of him was lit up by the flame. He approached the blue object. 'It's…you!'
~Owari~
My weird attempt at a somewhat obvious cliffhanger. The next chapter should come up nicely too. I'm cooking up some weird twist in the plot ^_^ I hope… So time for an early vote. Happy ending? Sad? Lemon? No? Tell me what you'd like and I'll try and incorporate it into the story.