::Tainting the Light::
Lauuura: I ish backk! ^___________________^ and nope! I didn't die ^^
SeriousSide: Zzzz Zzzz U______U
Laurrra: Shhh! My serious side is sleepin'...But I am mad at her(--because she called me words that I can't pronnouce )So I shall proceede in waking her up in the most vile way possible ^__^
O EARTHQUAKKE!!! FIREEE!!!! FLOOODDD!!!!QUICK!! THE WORLD IS FALLING INTO SUDDEN DAMNATION!
Serious Side: Zzzz Zzzz U____U
Laurrrra: Hmmm *Ponder*
AhHHh! I'm diEing!! My heart! It has stopped! The world! It is disappearing in a torrent of darkness!
Serious side: Zzzz Zzzz U____U
Laurra: ;___; *Sniffle* Anyways! WeLcOme!! ^^ I'm sooo Happi!! Noww down to bussiness!! ^^ ReViEweRs! I wuvv yoU!
Dagger5: I'm Wealllllllly suppa happi you like my story ^^ Heres the new chappie ^__^ THANKS FOR REVIEWNNN!
MiMiHeart: Thanksss! I knowww..I'm evil ^___~ Anyways-- The reason for me spelling Therom wrong about nine times is 'cause pride. Not spefically my pride though--More on the lines my Serious Side. See, I write that word about twenty-eight times on average in one day of Geometrey. -.-;; When I got to that wooord...I was going to go look it up-- But no. My serious side kicked in and went ranting on about how I should know how to spell that word in my sleep. I, infact, can spell that word in my sleep...It's when i'm awake I can't ^___^;;;; Next time i'll keep my wrong spellings to a small ammount ^^ ( would have put minum there...If I knew how to spell it @__@) Hehe-- The morning secne is one of my favorites ^___^ I thought: Well, Yuugi can't always be a bright and chippery person...And when's the two times when people have the right to be a bit ornery? PMS and mornings ^^ And judging by the fact Yuugi is of the male prosuasion...I thought he should be a cranky morning person ^^ THANKS FOR REVIEWN!
LanLan: I sowie I had to stop there ^^;; I have to think up cliff hangers, y'know? Hehe, suspence is the number one killer in all America...If you knock out smoking, heart disease, and cancer, that is. Hehe, glad you like the interaction! THANKS FOR REVIEWNN!
Mavelous: ^____^;;;;;; hehe you can just call me Laura-- Or ehh Queen of all that is wrong in the world,(like my serious side -.-;) but I prefer Laura ^^ I'm still playing around with that idea. I dunno where their rommances lead though, the characters themselves do. Don't worry! ^____^ It's one thang that's on my mind continually for this story ^^.
Pss: ^____^
THANKS FOR REVIEWNNN!
Koishii No Tenshi: tehehe A VERY llooooooooong chappie ^^ Yup! I did stay up 'til 5:25. It kills braincells? Well now I atleast know where those went. ^___^ THANKS FOR REVIEWN!!
NightLight5: Awwww thanks! ^^ I am suppppppa glad you had favorite parts! I sooo sowie for being a slow elephante' ;___; It takes me years to update. I have trouble spelling so I have to go look thangs up and then I think up different words that would fit in betta @_____@ It's a very confusing process in which in turn I get a migrane ^^;;; I'lll try my best to update as soon as possible for yuh! ^^ THANKS FOR REVIEWNNN!!!
Deranged: Hehe, thanks! I'm contiuning right now! At this very moment ^____^ THANKS FOR REVIEWNN!
PadfootsNoxed: Hehe like the screen name ^^ Here's more! THANKS FOR REVIEWNN!
**Lauurrrra**: Pwease! Feel free to email me or IM me! ^____^ I weally wanna hear from yuh! ^^
Serious Side: Zzzz Zzzz U____U
LAuurA: -.-;; My room smells like chalk.
SeriousSide: *Grunt* Graaaaahhh...Zzzz Zzzzz.
Laura: Reeeaad and reviiieeeeeeew ^__________~ And if someone could--Please email me some air freshner -.-;
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"Give me the puzzle, my dear pharaoh, or you die."
Ryou's spidery fingers were coiled ever so tightly around his fragile neck; It was a sure amazment how Yuugi kept the air flowing through his lungs, but his breath did somehow come. Ryou had an obvious expertise in the area of tourtre; He could arrange it to where his contendor could barely breathe and hardly speak, but still live.
"Ry-Ryou? W-Why?"
The silver haird boy's crooked grin widened. He actually seemed pleased that Yuugi was questioning his authority.
"Ryou? Heh, he has since gone. It is me, pharaoh, your old friend the tomb robber."
"W-What?" Came Yuugi's raspy reply. His breath was coming in short yet harsh gasps. He would not be able to hold up much longer...
//Yuugi, my aibou! Can you heed my voice? Are you alright?// Yami's sharp voice pulsated through his head urgently.
/ Y-Yami!/ He called direly to his otherhalf,/I-I c-can't breathe! H-help me! I need you!/
Those last three words were the finale trigger to Yami's overflowing furor. This peice of accursed filth had harmed his hikari. His hikari! How dare him. He would pay, oh yes, he would pay.
Yuugi felt a sudden yet erratic tug at his soul. His own self seemed to be hurled into the corners of his mind, whilst a more powerful side took over his purile body. This more domiant self's potent aura was radiating off him so robustly that it was almost chilling. It was quite clear, Yami was very angry; Very angry, indeed.
There was a certain hunger in his flaming crimson eyes; A lust, that could only be satisfied by the sight of Yuugi's attacker lolling in a pond of his own florid blood. He planned to carry out this passion, fully and completely.
"How dare you pain my hikari," he hissed vehmently, swatting away the now limp hand that had once been clasped so securely around his throat. Ryou's orbs became wide and livid as he stared into the dangerous wildfire that was now Yami's eyes.
But, Ryou's irritating confidence was determined to gain the domination in this confrontation. His agasht expression soon switched into it's all to famlair curvy smile, that certainly could not belong to anyone amoung the sane.
"Ah, my humble pharaoh," the insane man bowed sardonically," it seems you too were plagued with a frail vessel. I have to admit--It's been a awful long time since our last meeting, I do hope you didn't mind me confusing you for your otherself. It is quite obvious now who the 'lovely' pharaoh is ."
"Your words are vile, you putrid snake." Yami shot back, containing his rage inside by clenching his hands into tremoring fists.
" Why not call me by my true name? Or--May you even recall my name, oh grand pharaoh?" The mystery boy did not even flinch at the sprit's bitter dispostion. He was ,apparently, quite talented in the area of aggravation . He was like a wise poet, throughly comprehending every simple and complex word he was speaking. He could distiguish the fate of each one. Therefore, they were carfully plotted out, and always entertwining with the whole scheme of things to work out for his own better.
Yuugi had a front row seat to all this and was very frightened for his yami, just as frightened as he was of him.
/Yami please be careful! Don't let him get to you! He-/
//Hush, Yuugi.// The sprit cooed with an odd sence of gentlness.
And so he did.
The ancient spirt's eyes narrowed at the snowy-haired boy beaming infront of him.
"You declared you were a tomb robber and yet I have no such recollection of a filthy embezzler, like you're ignorant self." Yami said, his words clearly dominating over Ryou.
"Oh, come now pharaoh," the tomb robber seethed," you and I both know you're just denying the inevetibale.Here, I shall show you... Do you have the feeling you have met me once before,possibly in the past, but my name and occupation is like cupped water instilled in your hands and it is seeping through, ever so slowly?"
These words were pricking at Yami like small needles. This boy,Ryou or whoever he was, knew exactly what he was experiencing at this moment. He had seen him once before. Infact, he had the feeling he had known him indepth once, but judging by the tomb robber's actions torwords him, he deducded he had not been on good terms with this trash.
But, as he mediated inside his mind, a name suddenly slipped through his lips. He was not quite sure how, but it had come like it was natural. Asthrough, his un-conscious mind had known all along and had been teasing Yami when he had not recollected Ryou's face.
"...Bakura..."
If it was even possible, the un-hindged boy's twisted smirk became even more swively, now ingesting over half his face.
" Good job, pharaoh. Now, as my consolation prize, I do believe I will be taking your puzzle." He reached forword and fingered the flaxen pyrimid fondly. Yami struck his hand away.
"You shall do no such thing."
"Ah, but dear pharaoh, you and I go way back. I should get something as a token of our 'memorable' friendship." The crazed boy dubbed Bakura declared.
"I would have never been friends a swindler like yourself."
"Ah, but you would."
"I would never."
"Would too.'
"Would not."
"Would too."
"Would not."
"Would too."
"Will you two just be quiet? You sound like two little babies fighting over the same peice of candy!" A seige of light later, Ryou stood beside Bakura.
"Ryou!" Bakura hissed, altering his attention off the pharaoh to the gentle eyed boy, whom looked completely agaitated with his arms folded and all. "Get back into the ring, now!"
"No, this utterly senceless and quite rude of you to hurt Yuugi, when we just met," Ryou said, tapping his foot impatiently.
" I said, now." Bakura's voice suddenly became deeper then a dog's firece growl.
"Hey, what's going on?" Yuugi had felt the urge to part with his otherside and become an able body like Ryou. Yami, like Bakura, reformed his gaze upon his little Hikari.
"Yuugi!" The sprit hollered," get back into the puzzle. This is situation is to parlous to be enveloped in."
"No it isn't Yami," Yuugi declared; his eyes glowing innocently," look! They're just like us! How bad could they be?"
Bakura, whom had been observing in silence, now spoke up," Ah, pharaoh, your vessel is puny and short. What a shame."
"Quiet you," he spat, scowling," atleast my otherself has pigment to his hair."
Bakura became rigid and whispered sinsterly," what was that?"
"You heard me."
"I will tear you limb from-"
"Stop!" Yelled the two hikaris in unison. Both, now stood with their arms fraily clasped around their sprits' stomachs, whom were struggling against their puerile hands with all their might.
"We--need--" Yuugi yelled over the two spirts' cursing," To--Sort-- this out--"
"Indeed--We--do"
Twenty minutes and eighty-two curses later, Yuugi sat adjacent to Ryou, his feet dangling inches off the floor of Burger World, known for their grease dounced cow patties and half melted milk shakes. It had taken all the two smaller boys' muscle to physically lug the two adversaries into a place where him and his new friend could chat things over. Althrough forced to sit cramped in the same booth, Yami and Bakura had actually found a way to brawl over absolutely nothing. The object of this nimble duel: Who could appear to be more dignified then the other. Yuugi couldn't help but giggle childishly at his spirt, who's nose was stuck high in the air and arms and legs were folded pompously over themselves. He manifested the appearance of a girly over-lord, incapable of backing up his threats. Bakura was close, but could not master that natural arogance Yami had converted into a provoking strength.
"I do not detect the humor in this situation, Aibou," Yami conveyed ,retaining that concieted posture.
"Nothing nothing," Yuugi brushed it off quickly, returning to his conversation with Ryou," anyways, where did you say your ring thing came from?"
"Egypt, I suppose. My dad brought it back for me. 'Thought it was kind of cool looking until 'he'" he gestured at Bakura," showed up out of nowhere! I swere, gave me the willys. I mean- I had these blackouts kind of, you know? I'd end up places and not know how I got there. So, one day, i'm walking home from school and these really rough guys shove me down and all of a sudden, Bakura just pops out and chases after them."
" Hmph, good work tomb robber, can't even properly dispose of your foes." Yami remarked through his now pursed lips.
"I'll properly dispose of you in a second!" Bakura bouded up, neglecting any trace of their competition.
"I shall see you limp-"
"Stop!" Ryou cried, yanking his yami back down to the vinal seat of the booth. Bakura fumed.
"Aha! You cannot even stand bold in the face of your own hikari!" Yami lept up from his seat, pointing bitterly at the boiling Bakura.
"Stop!" Yuugi cried, yanking his yami back down to the vinal seat booth. Yami fumed.
Detecting the fierce glares being thrusted across the table like knives, Ryou quickly changed the subject.
"So, erm--Yuugi? What was up with that missing poster?"
Yuugi suddenly cridged. Had Honda seen it, yet? How would he take it?
"Well, about once a month,"he began, swiftly shaking of his apprehension," kids just randomly pop up missing. We usually have the occasional run-away, but that's only about once a year. It's got a lot of mothers scarred to let their own children leave the house. It's a real mystery."
Yami suddenly heaved a beaten sigh.
"Yuugi, can you not disearn the juncture, that is so very visable?"
"Ermm..." The hikari was aparently stumped. He'd lost him about 'juncture'.
"The connection? Bewteen what?" Ryou qurried much to Yuugi's delight. He fully grasped these words when not emerging from Yami's mouth. It was just the way he slightly tarnished the english language with his bodacious vocabulary.
" That grime Komochie."
"You mean that geometry teacher?"
"I told you, Ryou," Bakura hurdled up, almost lugging the rickety table to the tile floor below," I told you! I proclaimed to you that he smelt of innocent blood! I know my bloods, hikari, and this was that of innocence."
"Yami said the same thing!"
" Did not," Yami protested; An odd pink painted it's way across his cheecks. Yuugi grinned, comprehending the situation.Yami did not want to be caught agreeing with Ryou's sprit, whom he had dubbed earlier as his rival.
"Oh yeah you did, Yami!" He teased," rememeber? You said, and I quote, 'The man has slain the innocent! His hands reak with the smell of-"
Yami's brawny hand swiftly found itself binding the smaller's mouth. Yuugi couldn't help but giggle at the five thousand year old spirt acting so very childishly.
"So, what do we do now?" Ryou asked, intently.
"What do you mean 'what do we do', my foolish hikari?" Bakura replied, resting his chin in his palm dully.
'Did he just say 'foolish hikari'?' Yuugi thought suddenly,'that sounds an awful lot like something Yami would say to me!'
"Bakura!" The snowy haired hikari yelled, " my geometry teacher is a bloody murderer!"
"So?"
"So! He could come after me or Yuugi."
"And...?"
Ryou's face dropped abruntly. He casted his eyes downwords and focused on the bright red ketchup bottle as if it was sincerly intresting. "Let's go. Thanks for showing me around, Yuugi-chan."
The suddenly dismal boy rose and left through the colorful door of Burger World, wordlessly.
"How could you voice such vile farce, tomb robber?" Yami interrogated, pensively.
" I speak what I desire." Bakura annouced simply, completely oblvious to his dejected hikari," I see no reason to resign here any longer." He, like Ryou, arose and left.
" That was utterly out of line." Yami declared, turning to Yuugi; his eyes widened.
Yuugi retained the appearance Ryou had possessed just before he scampered off. His head was bowed slightly and his eyes seemed heavy and wistful.
"What has you disconsolate, my aibou?"
"N-nothing."
Yami siezed his arm sternly. Yuugi gazed up, tears dazzling in his innocent eyes.
" You must confess to me what torments you so, young one." He conveyed, gently relasing his aibou's slender arm.
"H-He acted so mean...And he didn't even seem upset or hurt when Ryou left. He r-reminded me of-of...You."
Yami was taken back by this comparison. Him? Like that filth, Bakura? Never, that was just not possible.
Yuugi closed his eyes, trying his very best to keep the tears at bay ."Didn't you say you were my otherside? -Here to protect me? Then, so is Bakura. Yet, he doesn't seem to care at all for Ryou's feelings, as you not for mine. I just--I don't know. Let's just go home." He stood and left silently, leaving his otherhalf to follow just as faintly.
Yami nor Yuugi spoke for over half that night but the sky seemed to make up for their quietude. It rumbled and roared above the humble game shop, causing even the sturdiest of walls to tremble and moan. An onslaught of rain pelted gruffly against Yuugi's window, having no conscience for the hard-at-work boy inside. Eleteric blue lightning outlined the ebony sky, that not even the most vibarant stars would make an appearance tonight.
But, unknown to the elements, the modest boy inside's tremors were far more firece then any strike of lightning that struck at the ground. He was currently quivering under a mere sheet, with a pencil clasped loosely in one pale hand and a thick geometry textbook proped up against his pillow.
"Who would give homework after an exam," he grumbled listlesly, "Mr.Komochie, you're so evil. Yami and Bakura are probably right; he probably did kill children. All the little kids who wouldn't do his stupid homework. I-"
A paticularly blatant rumble from the thunder caused Yuugi to jump,squeal, and knock his book carlessly off the bed with a thud.
"What is it that authors your fright, aibou?" Yami's clear voice cut through the chaos. Yuugi faltered.
"N-Nothing you should worry about, Yami."
"It is clearly," the spirt claimed," something I should stress over."
"No it's not," Yuugi disclosed in him, "I am fine, really. Just a bit nervous in thunderstorms, that's all."
Yami chuckled lightly," I do not believe the cover draped over your head assits in anyway."
"It does, believe me."
A depression forming in the bed declared to Yuugi the spirt had sat next to him.
"What has you burdened so?"
Even through the thin sheet, Yuugi could feel the warmth issuing off Yami. It, along with the lack of air under the sheet, made his mind dizzy and in a strange way, comforting.
"Nothing, really."
"You neglect once more that we are mind-linked together. I feel your apprehension. I feel the feeble attempts of concealing something hidden deeply." He felt Yami shift slightly.
"But-"
"Okay," he suddenly sounded almost agitated," this is utterly ridiculous, either you crawl out, or I enter in."
Yami took Yuugi's silence as notification. He clambered under the lacy sheet and now Yuugi was face to face with the dark ruby eyes, curved quizzically with mild intrest.
"Now, you must reveal what hassles you so, and if it is in my sight to do so, I will fix it." Asserted Yami; His callous gaze almost pouring into Yuugi's innocent pools.
"I-I...You wouldn't care," Yuugi informed him, adverting his gaze.
"Who claims I wouldn't?" He replied much to Yuugi's amazment. A slender finger found itself under his delicate chin and lightly tilted his head back. Stiffly, he stared upwords.
"I am not simular to that filthy theif Bakura. I er-I --erm--" Yami couldn't quite snag the word.
"You what?" Yuugi pryed in, innocently anxious.
"I--er--C-Care for you." Yami lowered his eyes, as if ashamed of these genuine words.
The silence was almost as stifling as the deficiency of air. Both, kept their eyes centered on the lumpy matress below, to afraid to examine the other's face and read their emotions.
"It reminds me of my parents," Yuugi said, finally. The spirt suddenly gazed up.
" It was so long ago," he contiuned," I don't understand why i'm still scared."
"Resume," Yami suggested shortly. His eyes were fixated on Yuugi's adverted ones with a glowing ardor.
" It was way way back, you know?I was about five or six and my parents and I were driving down to see jisan. It was lightning and thundering pretty bad, and I-I told them so, but they really didn't seem to care. They said 'We'll be fine. We're almost to Jisan's so don't you worry, l-little Yuugi.'''
Yami nodded gently, striving hard to be as soft-hearted as possible. (Which was not his best subject)
"So, the rain started to get harder and harder and dad was having a little trouble steering. Mom asked him if we could possibly pull off and wait for the storm to pass, but dad said no. It wasn't long after that-- That the car just started to slide. M-momma screamed and all of a sudden, we j-jumped a gaurd rail or something and everything went black."
Stillness;Quiet; Not even the thundered dare to roar.
" A-and I woke up. I looked around and the lightning and thunder had stopped and yet it was still raining. My p-parents--M-my parents were still sitting in the front seat, with their heads bent forword. I was s-so young, I thought they were asleep. So, I shook their arms a little, but they didn't wake up. I decided jisan could probably wake him, because he is the only one who could sucessfully wake me up in the mornings. So, I gathered up my teddy bear and walked that two mile road."
Yuugi shook his head slightly," poor grandpa. What a fright it must've been to see his only grandson show up on his doorstep, covered head to toe in dirt and bruises. He asked me what was wrong and I told him that mommy and daddy wouldn't wake up. His eyes widened six times their normal size. I can barely remember anything about the accident, but that look on his face...I'll never forget."
" I'm so pathetic," he whispered," I can't even remember my mother's face. Yet, i'd know it anywhere. Everytime in storms, I can see it. And as much as I hate to admit it, I despise it. I can never see her alive! It's always that face thats so pale with blood slowly dripping off her temple. I can't see those times she hugged me. I can't see her smiling face! I can't see her at all!"
He let the tears slide freely, now. Even though he'd weeped enough over their death, it still was heart-wrenching to relieve such a depressing story.
Yami's eyes sofened considerably. The boy had truly exposed his heart to him, a mere spirt of the past. How could he ever match with that?
Before he knew it, his arms were clasped securely around the small boy; His face burried in the soft, pastel flesh of Yuugi's neck. At first, Yuugi seemed bewildered by this sudden act of concern, but that senseless emotion was whisked away by the calming heat radiating daintly.
'Why am I eveloped in an embrace with this boy? If he is nothing but a frail counterpart, then why do I feel this sudden tug at my heart to press him closer to myself? Why do I desire to demolish all the woes and misgivings of his mind?' Yami's mind was dashing at speeds to high to comprhend. He would have to do without his toughts for now.
Their akward yet compassionate stance lasted that entire night, for if given the choice, Yami would've never let go.
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Lauuura: Bwhahaha X___x I'm finally done. Sowie for taking so loooong! I've got soccer until 6:15 everyday -o- But heres the next chappiee!! Woooo!
The Serious Side: -.-; I wish for your death.
Lauura: ^___^;;; Ehh-- Review pwease?
God Bless!!
* LaUrA*
Lauuura: I ish backk! ^___________________^ and nope! I didn't die ^^
SeriousSide: Zzzz Zzzz U______U
Laurrra: Shhh! My serious side is sleepin'...But I am mad at her(--because she called me words that I can't pronnouce )So I shall proceede in waking her up in the most vile way possible ^__^
O EARTHQUAKKE!!! FIREEE!!!! FLOOODDD!!!!QUICK!! THE WORLD IS FALLING INTO SUDDEN DAMNATION!
Serious Side: Zzzz Zzzz U____U
Laurrrra: Hmmm *Ponder*
AhHHh! I'm diEing!! My heart! It has stopped! The world! It is disappearing in a torrent of darkness!
Serious side: Zzzz Zzzz U____U
Laurra: ;___; *Sniffle* Anyways! WeLcOme!! ^^ I'm sooo Happi!! Noww down to bussiness!! ^^ ReViEweRs! I wuvv yoU!
Dagger5: I'm Wealllllllly suppa happi you like my story ^^ Heres the new chappie ^__^ THANKS FOR REVIEWNNN!
MiMiHeart: Thanksss! I knowww..I'm evil ^___~ Anyways-- The reason for me spelling Therom wrong about nine times is 'cause pride. Not spefically my pride though--More on the lines my Serious Side. See, I write that word about twenty-eight times on average in one day of Geometrey. -.-;; When I got to that wooord...I was going to go look it up-- But no. My serious side kicked in and went ranting on about how I should know how to spell that word in my sleep. I, infact, can spell that word in my sleep...It's when i'm awake I can't ^___^;;;; Next time i'll keep my wrong spellings to a small ammount ^^ ( would have put minum there...If I knew how to spell it @__@) Hehe-- The morning secne is one of my favorites ^___^ I thought: Well, Yuugi can't always be a bright and chippery person...And when's the two times when people have the right to be a bit ornery? PMS and mornings ^^ And judging by the fact Yuugi is of the male prosuasion...I thought he should be a cranky morning person ^^ THANKS FOR REVIEWN!
LanLan: I sowie I had to stop there ^^;; I have to think up cliff hangers, y'know? Hehe, suspence is the number one killer in all America...If you knock out smoking, heart disease, and cancer, that is. Hehe, glad you like the interaction! THANKS FOR REVIEWNN!
Mavelous: ^____^;;;;;; hehe you can just call me Laura-- Or ehh Queen of all that is wrong in the world,(like my serious side -.-;) but I prefer Laura ^^ I'm still playing around with that idea. I dunno where their rommances lead though, the characters themselves do. Don't worry! ^____^ It's one thang that's on my mind continually for this story ^^.
Pss: ^____^
THANKS FOR REVIEWNNN!
Koishii No Tenshi: tehehe A VERY llooooooooong chappie ^^ Yup! I did stay up 'til 5:25. It kills braincells? Well now I atleast know where those went. ^___^ THANKS FOR REVIEWN!!
NightLight5: Awwww thanks! ^^ I am suppppppa glad you had favorite parts! I sooo sowie for being a slow elephante' ;___; It takes me years to update. I have trouble spelling so I have to go look thangs up and then I think up different words that would fit in betta @_____@ It's a very confusing process in which in turn I get a migrane ^^;;; I'lll try my best to update as soon as possible for yuh! ^^ THANKS FOR REVIEWNNN!!!
Deranged: Hehe, thanks! I'm contiuning right now! At this very moment ^____^ THANKS FOR REVIEWNN!
PadfootsNoxed: Hehe like the screen name ^^ Here's more! THANKS FOR REVIEWNN!
**Lauurrrra**: Pwease! Feel free to email me or IM me! ^____^ I weally wanna hear from yuh! ^^
Serious Side: Zzzz Zzzz U____U
LAuurA: -.-;; My room smells like chalk.
SeriousSide: *Grunt* Graaaaahhh...Zzzz Zzzzz.
Laura: Reeeaad and reviiieeeeeeew ^__________~ And if someone could--Please email me some air freshner -.-;
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"Give me the puzzle, my dear pharaoh, or you die."
Ryou's spidery fingers were coiled ever so tightly around his fragile neck; It was a sure amazment how Yuugi kept the air flowing through his lungs, but his breath did somehow come. Ryou had an obvious expertise in the area of tourtre; He could arrange it to where his contendor could barely breathe and hardly speak, but still live.
"Ry-Ryou? W-Why?"
The silver haird boy's crooked grin widened. He actually seemed pleased that Yuugi was questioning his authority.
"Ryou? Heh, he has since gone. It is me, pharaoh, your old friend the tomb robber."
"W-What?" Came Yuugi's raspy reply. His breath was coming in short yet harsh gasps. He would not be able to hold up much longer...
//Yuugi, my aibou! Can you heed my voice? Are you alright?// Yami's sharp voice pulsated through his head urgently.
/ Y-Yami!/ He called direly to his otherhalf,/I-I c-can't breathe! H-help me! I need you!/
Those last three words were the finale trigger to Yami's overflowing furor. This peice of accursed filth had harmed his hikari. His hikari! How dare him. He would pay, oh yes, he would pay.
Yuugi felt a sudden yet erratic tug at his soul. His own self seemed to be hurled into the corners of his mind, whilst a more powerful side took over his purile body. This more domiant self's potent aura was radiating off him so robustly that it was almost chilling. It was quite clear, Yami was very angry; Very angry, indeed.
There was a certain hunger in his flaming crimson eyes; A lust, that could only be satisfied by the sight of Yuugi's attacker lolling in a pond of his own florid blood. He planned to carry out this passion, fully and completely.
"How dare you pain my hikari," he hissed vehmently, swatting away the now limp hand that had once been clasped so securely around his throat. Ryou's orbs became wide and livid as he stared into the dangerous wildfire that was now Yami's eyes.
But, Ryou's irritating confidence was determined to gain the domination in this confrontation. His agasht expression soon switched into it's all to famlair curvy smile, that certainly could not belong to anyone amoung the sane.
"Ah, my humble pharaoh," the insane man bowed sardonically," it seems you too were plagued with a frail vessel. I have to admit--It's been a awful long time since our last meeting, I do hope you didn't mind me confusing you for your otherself. It is quite obvious now who the 'lovely' pharaoh is ."
"Your words are vile, you putrid snake." Yami shot back, containing his rage inside by clenching his hands into tremoring fists.
" Why not call me by my true name? Or--May you even recall my name, oh grand pharaoh?" The mystery boy did not even flinch at the sprit's bitter dispostion. He was ,apparently, quite talented in the area of aggravation . He was like a wise poet, throughly comprehending every simple and complex word he was speaking. He could distiguish the fate of each one. Therefore, they were carfully plotted out, and always entertwining with the whole scheme of things to work out for his own better.
Yuugi had a front row seat to all this and was very frightened for his yami, just as frightened as he was of him.
/Yami please be careful! Don't let him get to you! He-/
//Hush, Yuugi.// The sprit cooed with an odd sence of gentlness.
And so he did.
The ancient spirt's eyes narrowed at the snowy-haired boy beaming infront of him.
"You declared you were a tomb robber and yet I have no such recollection of a filthy embezzler, like you're ignorant self." Yami said, his words clearly dominating over Ryou.
"Oh, come now pharaoh," the tomb robber seethed," you and I both know you're just denying the inevetibale.Here, I shall show you... Do you have the feeling you have met me once before,possibly in the past, but my name and occupation is like cupped water instilled in your hands and it is seeping through, ever so slowly?"
These words were pricking at Yami like small needles. This boy,Ryou or whoever he was, knew exactly what he was experiencing at this moment. He had seen him once before. Infact, he had the feeling he had known him indepth once, but judging by the tomb robber's actions torwords him, he deducded he had not been on good terms with this trash.
But, as he mediated inside his mind, a name suddenly slipped through his lips. He was not quite sure how, but it had come like it was natural. Asthrough, his un-conscious mind had known all along and had been teasing Yami when he had not recollected Ryou's face.
"...Bakura..."
If it was even possible, the un-hindged boy's twisted smirk became even more swively, now ingesting over half his face.
" Good job, pharaoh. Now, as my consolation prize, I do believe I will be taking your puzzle." He reached forword and fingered the flaxen pyrimid fondly. Yami struck his hand away.
"You shall do no such thing."
"Ah, but dear pharaoh, you and I go way back. I should get something as a token of our 'memorable' friendship." The crazed boy dubbed Bakura declared.
"I would have never been friends a swindler like yourself."
"Ah, but you would."
"I would never."
"Would too.'
"Would not."
"Would too."
"Would not."
"Would too."
"Will you two just be quiet? You sound like two little babies fighting over the same peice of candy!" A seige of light later, Ryou stood beside Bakura.
"Ryou!" Bakura hissed, altering his attention off the pharaoh to the gentle eyed boy, whom looked completely agaitated with his arms folded and all. "Get back into the ring, now!"
"No, this utterly senceless and quite rude of you to hurt Yuugi, when we just met," Ryou said, tapping his foot impatiently.
" I said, now." Bakura's voice suddenly became deeper then a dog's firece growl.
"Hey, what's going on?" Yuugi had felt the urge to part with his otherside and become an able body like Ryou. Yami, like Bakura, reformed his gaze upon his little Hikari.
"Yuugi!" The sprit hollered," get back into the puzzle. This is situation is to parlous to be enveloped in."
"No it isn't Yami," Yuugi declared; his eyes glowing innocently," look! They're just like us! How bad could they be?"
Bakura, whom had been observing in silence, now spoke up," Ah, pharaoh, your vessel is puny and short. What a shame."
"Quiet you," he spat, scowling," atleast my otherself has pigment to his hair."
Bakura became rigid and whispered sinsterly," what was that?"
"You heard me."
"I will tear you limb from-"
"Stop!" Yelled the two hikaris in unison. Both, now stood with their arms fraily clasped around their sprits' stomachs, whom were struggling against their puerile hands with all their might.
"We--need--" Yuugi yelled over the two spirts' cursing," To--Sort-- this out--"
"Indeed--We--do"
Twenty minutes and eighty-two curses later, Yuugi sat adjacent to Ryou, his feet dangling inches off the floor of Burger World, known for their grease dounced cow patties and half melted milk shakes. It had taken all the two smaller boys' muscle to physically lug the two adversaries into a place where him and his new friend could chat things over. Althrough forced to sit cramped in the same booth, Yami and Bakura had actually found a way to brawl over absolutely nothing. The object of this nimble duel: Who could appear to be more dignified then the other. Yuugi couldn't help but giggle childishly at his spirt, who's nose was stuck high in the air and arms and legs were folded pompously over themselves. He manifested the appearance of a girly over-lord, incapable of backing up his threats. Bakura was close, but could not master that natural arogance Yami had converted into a provoking strength.
"I do not detect the humor in this situation, Aibou," Yami conveyed ,retaining that concieted posture.
"Nothing nothing," Yuugi brushed it off quickly, returning to his conversation with Ryou," anyways, where did you say your ring thing came from?"
"Egypt, I suppose. My dad brought it back for me. 'Thought it was kind of cool looking until 'he'" he gestured at Bakura," showed up out of nowhere! I swere, gave me the willys. I mean- I had these blackouts kind of, you know? I'd end up places and not know how I got there. So, one day, i'm walking home from school and these really rough guys shove me down and all of a sudden, Bakura just pops out and chases after them."
" Hmph, good work tomb robber, can't even properly dispose of your foes." Yami remarked through his now pursed lips.
"I'll properly dispose of you in a second!" Bakura bouded up, neglecting any trace of their competition.
"I shall see you limp-"
"Stop!" Ryou cried, yanking his yami back down to the vinal seat of the booth. Bakura fumed.
"Aha! You cannot even stand bold in the face of your own hikari!" Yami lept up from his seat, pointing bitterly at the boiling Bakura.
"Stop!" Yuugi cried, yanking his yami back down to the vinal seat booth. Yami fumed.
Detecting the fierce glares being thrusted across the table like knives, Ryou quickly changed the subject.
"So, erm--Yuugi? What was up with that missing poster?"
Yuugi suddenly cridged. Had Honda seen it, yet? How would he take it?
"Well, about once a month,"he began, swiftly shaking of his apprehension," kids just randomly pop up missing. We usually have the occasional run-away, but that's only about once a year. It's got a lot of mothers scarred to let their own children leave the house. It's a real mystery."
Yami suddenly heaved a beaten sigh.
"Yuugi, can you not disearn the juncture, that is so very visable?"
"Ermm..." The hikari was aparently stumped. He'd lost him about 'juncture'.
"The connection? Bewteen what?" Ryou qurried much to Yuugi's delight. He fully grasped these words when not emerging from Yami's mouth. It was just the way he slightly tarnished the english language with his bodacious vocabulary.
" That grime Komochie."
"You mean that geometry teacher?"
"I told you, Ryou," Bakura hurdled up, almost lugging the rickety table to the tile floor below," I told you! I proclaimed to you that he smelt of innocent blood! I know my bloods, hikari, and this was that of innocence."
"Yami said the same thing!"
" Did not," Yami protested; An odd pink painted it's way across his cheecks. Yuugi grinned, comprehending the situation.Yami did not want to be caught agreeing with Ryou's sprit, whom he had dubbed earlier as his rival.
"Oh yeah you did, Yami!" He teased," rememeber? You said, and I quote, 'The man has slain the innocent! His hands reak with the smell of-"
Yami's brawny hand swiftly found itself binding the smaller's mouth. Yuugi couldn't help but giggle at the five thousand year old spirt acting so very childishly.
"So, what do we do now?" Ryou asked, intently.
"What do you mean 'what do we do', my foolish hikari?" Bakura replied, resting his chin in his palm dully.
'Did he just say 'foolish hikari'?' Yuugi thought suddenly,'that sounds an awful lot like something Yami would say to me!'
"Bakura!" The snowy haired hikari yelled, " my geometry teacher is a bloody murderer!"
"So?"
"So! He could come after me or Yuugi."
"And...?"
Ryou's face dropped abruntly. He casted his eyes downwords and focused on the bright red ketchup bottle as if it was sincerly intresting. "Let's go. Thanks for showing me around, Yuugi-chan."
The suddenly dismal boy rose and left through the colorful door of Burger World, wordlessly.
"How could you voice such vile farce, tomb robber?" Yami interrogated, pensively.
" I speak what I desire." Bakura annouced simply, completely oblvious to his dejected hikari," I see no reason to resign here any longer." He, like Ryou, arose and left.
" That was utterly out of line." Yami declared, turning to Yuugi; his eyes widened.
Yuugi retained the appearance Ryou had possessed just before he scampered off. His head was bowed slightly and his eyes seemed heavy and wistful.
"What has you disconsolate, my aibou?"
"N-nothing."
Yami siezed his arm sternly. Yuugi gazed up, tears dazzling in his innocent eyes.
" You must confess to me what torments you so, young one." He conveyed, gently relasing his aibou's slender arm.
"H-He acted so mean...And he didn't even seem upset or hurt when Ryou left. He r-reminded me of-of...You."
Yami was taken back by this comparison. Him? Like that filth, Bakura? Never, that was just not possible.
Yuugi closed his eyes, trying his very best to keep the tears at bay ."Didn't you say you were my otherside? -Here to protect me? Then, so is Bakura. Yet, he doesn't seem to care at all for Ryou's feelings, as you not for mine. I just--I don't know. Let's just go home." He stood and left silently, leaving his otherhalf to follow just as faintly.
Yami nor Yuugi spoke for over half that night but the sky seemed to make up for their quietude. It rumbled and roared above the humble game shop, causing even the sturdiest of walls to tremble and moan. An onslaught of rain pelted gruffly against Yuugi's window, having no conscience for the hard-at-work boy inside. Eleteric blue lightning outlined the ebony sky, that not even the most vibarant stars would make an appearance tonight.
But, unknown to the elements, the modest boy inside's tremors were far more firece then any strike of lightning that struck at the ground. He was currently quivering under a mere sheet, with a pencil clasped loosely in one pale hand and a thick geometry textbook proped up against his pillow.
"Who would give homework after an exam," he grumbled listlesly, "Mr.Komochie, you're so evil. Yami and Bakura are probably right; he probably did kill children. All the little kids who wouldn't do his stupid homework. I-"
A paticularly blatant rumble from the thunder caused Yuugi to jump,squeal, and knock his book carlessly off the bed with a thud.
"What is it that authors your fright, aibou?" Yami's clear voice cut through the chaos. Yuugi faltered.
"N-Nothing you should worry about, Yami."
"It is clearly," the spirt claimed," something I should stress over."
"No it's not," Yuugi disclosed in him, "I am fine, really. Just a bit nervous in thunderstorms, that's all."
Yami chuckled lightly," I do not believe the cover draped over your head assits in anyway."
"It does, believe me."
A depression forming in the bed declared to Yuugi the spirt had sat next to him.
"What has you burdened so?"
Even through the thin sheet, Yuugi could feel the warmth issuing off Yami. It, along with the lack of air under the sheet, made his mind dizzy and in a strange way, comforting.
"Nothing, really."
"You neglect once more that we are mind-linked together. I feel your apprehension. I feel the feeble attempts of concealing something hidden deeply." He felt Yami shift slightly.
"But-"
"Okay," he suddenly sounded almost agitated," this is utterly ridiculous, either you crawl out, or I enter in."
Yami took Yuugi's silence as notification. He clambered under the lacy sheet and now Yuugi was face to face with the dark ruby eyes, curved quizzically with mild intrest.
"Now, you must reveal what hassles you so, and if it is in my sight to do so, I will fix it." Asserted Yami; His callous gaze almost pouring into Yuugi's innocent pools.
"I-I...You wouldn't care," Yuugi informed him, adverting his gaze.
"Who claims I wouldn't?" He replied much to Yuugi's amazment. A slender finger found itself under his delicate chin and lightly tilted his head back. Stiffly, he stared upwords.
"I am not simular to that filthy theif Bakura. I er-I --erm--" Yami couldn't quite snag the word.
"You what?" Yuugi pryed in, innocently anxious.
"I--er--C-Care for you." Yami lowered his eyes, as if ashamed of these genuine words.
The silence was almost as stifling as the deficiency of air. Both, kept their eyes centered on the lumpy matress below, to afraid to examine the other's face and read their emotions.
"It reminds me of my parents," Yuugi said, finally. The spirt suddenly gazed up.
" It was so long ago," he contiuned," I don't understand why i'm still scared."
"Resume," Yami suggested shortly. His eyes were fixated on Yuugi's adverted ones with a glowing ardor.
" It was way way back, you know?I was about five or six and my parents and I were driving down to see jisan. It was lightning and thundering pretty bad, and I-I told them so, but they really didn't seem to care. They said 'We'll be fine. We're almost to Jisan's so don't you worry, l-little Yuugi.'''
Yami nodded gently, striving hard to be as soft-hearted as possible. (Which was not his best subject)
"So, the rain started to get harder and harder and dad was having a little trouble steering. Mom asked him if we could possibly pull off and wait for the storm to pass, but dad said no. It wasn't long after that-- That the car just started to slide. M-momma screamed and all of a sudden, we j-jumped a gaurd rail or something and everything went black."
Stillness;Quiet; Not even the thundered dare to roar.
" A-and I woke up. I looked around and the lightning and thunder had stopped and yet it was still raining. My p-parents--M-my parents were still sitting in the front seat, with their heads bent forword. I was s-so young, I thought they were asleep. So, I shook their arms a little, but they didn't wake up. I decided jisan could probably wake him, because he is the only one who could sucessfully wake me up in the mornings. So, I gathered up my teddy bear and walked that two mile road."
Yuugi shook his head slightly," poor grandpa. What a fright it must've been to see his only grandson show up on his doorstep, covered head to toe in dirt and bruises. He asked me what was wrong and I told him that mommy and daddy wouldn't wake up. His eyes widened six times their normal size. I can barely remember anything about the accident, but that look on his face...I'll never forget."
" I'm so pathetic," he whispered," I can't even remember my mother's face. Yet, i'd know it anywhere. Everytime in storms, I can see it. And as much as I hate to admit it, I despise it. I can never see her alive! It's always that face thats so pale with blood slowly dripping off her temple. I can't see those times she hugged me. I can't see her smiling face! I can't see her at all!"
He let the tears slide freely, now. Even though he'd weeped enough over their death, it still was heart-wrenching to relieve such a depressing story.
Yami's eyes sofened considerably. The boy had truly exposed his heart to him, a mere spirt of the past. How could he ever match with that?
Before he knew it, his arms were clasped securely around the small boy; His face burried in the soft, pastel flesh of Yuugi's neck. At first, Yuugi seemed bewildered by this sudden act of concern, but that senseless emotion was whisked away by the calming heat radiating daintly.
'Why am I eveloped in an embrace with this boy? If he is nothing but a frail counterpart, then why do I feel this sudden tug at my heart to press him closer to myself? Why do I desire to demolish all the woes and misgivings of his mind?' Yami's mind was dashing at speeds to high to comprhend. He would have to do without his toughts for now.
Their akward yet compassionate stance lasted that entire night, for if given the choice, Yami would've never let go.
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Lauuura: Bwhahaha X___x I'm finally done. Sowie for taking so loooong! I've got soccer until 6:15 everyday -o- But heres the next chappiee!! Woooo!
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* LaUrA*