-Blush- Thanks for all the reviews and Murai, thanks for taking Bakura away. He began to get annoying. You can see I've used Ryou's name written in the Japanese order for this chapter. Uh... O-oh...
Yami Bakura: HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP! (is once again been chased around the room by Hikari Lunar)
Ryou: (continues sleeping, thumb in his mouth, looking soooooooooooo sweet) zzz...
Touzokuou: (is dead) Wooooooooh! I'm dead!
Yami Bakura: So am I. HELP ME! (pant, cough, gasp)
Pharaoh: Hikari Lunar, I, King Yami, allow you to take a firm bite from the behind of that culprit. (wants to arrogantly leave the house, but falls into Marik's hole) AAAaaah!
Ryou-Ran: Oops... we forgot to close it again...
Ryou: (is been stepped on) AAAAAAAIEEEEEEEEEEE!
Yami Bakura: (leaps right through the Ryou-proof, but not Yami Bakura-proof ceiling)
Touzokuou: (is trying to put a big golden watch in his pocket)
Ryou-Ran: Oh, no you don't! (hits him with sledge)
Touzokuou: Ow... that... hurt! XX
Ryou: (peers into the hole) Pharaoooooooooooooooooh! Can you heeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaarr meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?!
Hole: -eeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?
Yami Bakura: AARGH! The Spirit of the Hole! (sends hole to the Shadow Realm)
Ryou: --"That's what we call "echo", Yami.
Ryou-Ran: Ehm, guys? The Pharaoh was still in there.
Ryou: (nods)
Yami Bakura: (looks at Ryou-Ran with a "What's the big deal?"expression on his face)
Ryou: Ha ha ha! The Spirit of the Millennium Hole! Ha ha ha! (gets a little red)
Yami Bakura & Ryou-Ran: --"
Yami Bakura: (sends tree to the Shadow Realm)
Ryou: Why did you do that, Yami?
Yami Bakura: I just felt like doing that. (big smile)
Ryou & Ryou-Ran: --"
Ryou-Ran: I'm going to start the fic and you are going to find a way to get that hole back and the Pharaoh out of it. Ryou, you do the disclaimer.
Ryou: Ryou-Ran does not own me.
Ryou-Ran: OO I did not mean your disclaimer, I meant the disclaimer for the fic!
Ryou: Ooooh. == Okay. Ryou-Ran does not own Yug-Gi-Oh!
Ryou-Ran: Right, here we go.
Bakura Ryou
"So, Yadonushi, do you enjoy my little show?"Yami Bakura asked. He heard a gurgling sound behind him and saw Ryou had thrown up. "Eh, bah!"Yami Bakura uttered, a look of pure disgust on his face. "Why don't you puke in your own soul room?" Ryou looked at him weakly and bent over again. Spasms went through his frail body. "You should not eat that much, Bakura."Yami Bakura said. "Now I can clean up the mess again." He snapped his fingers. Ryou's vomit vanished. Ryou coughed and grabbed the rock more tightly. He looked absolutely horrible; pale and sweaty. His hair was sticky on his forehead. Yami Bakura walked over to him and lay a hand on Ryou's forehead. "Fever?"he said. "Aw, too bad. Well, don't worry, we've had most of it." He gave a firm blow into the soul mirror. "Watch."
Touzokuou woke up from what had seemed like an endless slumber. He opened his eyes and wanted to look if the arrow was still stuck inside his chest... but he did not see his own chest. He saw a strange chest he did not know. A thin chest. He looked at his arms and saw they were white and thin. Not brown and muscular as they had been when he was still alive. He felt something tickle against his back (a bony back) and realized it was his hair. It had grown much longer than it used to be. He became alarmed. He looked around and found something that looked like a pool of water. He bent over and looked at his own reflection.
A gasp escaped his mouth. He saw a pale boy, with white hair. The hair stuck up like the wings of a bat. The eyes were narrow and brown, almost red. His eyelashes were long and dark. They brushed over his cheeks when he closed his eyes. When he opened his mouth he saw normal teeth, but when he grinned they grew out to fangs. He stared at his reflection for a while and decided he kind of liked what he saw. "After all,"he thought, "a modern human being must be in for changes." He began to chuckle, but shut up immediately and slapped a hand in front of his mouth. His voice sounded quite a lot like it had used to sound... but it sounded lower and harsher. Much harsher.
Touzokuou suddenly realized where he was. He was inside one of the soul rooms of the Millennium Ring. He saw a big gate that turned out to be leading to a small corridor. He saw a small door on the other side. He opened it, but there was no other soul inside. He saw three walls made out of rocks... and one wall that looked like a window... and in that window he could see a baby, a little boy with white hair. The sight of that child struck Touzokuou like lightning. "Bakura!"he grumbled. "Ryou Bakura!"
In Japan a man was nervously pacing around in front of a closed door. His wife was behind that door, giving birth to two children. The nurse stuck her head around the door. "The first baby has arrived, Mr Bakura."she said. "It's a little girl!" The man raised his head. He had a blue ponytail and a tanned skin. A smile spread across his face. "A girl! Amane!"he said. He wanted to rush inside, but the nurse was just able to stop him. "I'm very sorry, but you must wait until the second child is born too."she said with a smile. Mr Bakura stepped back, nervously biting his nails.
A few minutes later he could hear two children cry. The nurse came out too, but this time she had a worried look on her face. "The second child is born."she said. "It's a boy... but your wife... she isn't doing well..." Mr Bakura's jaw fell. He pushed her aside and rushed in. He saw one nurse holding a little baby-girl in her arms, and his wife holding the boy. His hair was pure white. Mrs Bakura looked at her husband. "Hi, honey."she said. Mr Bakura knelt down besides her. His lower lip trembled. He grabbed her hand. "We did not think of a name for a boy yet, remember?"Mrs Bakura said. Her voice became weak. She stroked the boy over the head. He did not cry, only made a few sounds. Mr Bakura nodded. Tears appeared in his green eyes. "We should call him..."Mrs Bakura began, but she winced and squeezed Mr Bakura's hand. She opened her eyes again and looked at him. "... Ryou..." Her voice trailed off. Her eyes glazed over and then closed. At that exact moment little Ryou began to cry.
Mr Bakura took the babies home and raised them on his own. He did not blame Ryou for the death of his wife. In stead, he tried anything to make sure of Ryou not feeling guilty about the death of his mother. Ryou and Amane became fine children. They would do anything together. Of course they were sometimes fighting, but they never stayed angry with each other. Ryou adored his sister with her blue hair and green eyes. Amane loved her white- haired brother. They both were strong and healthy kids. They played outside a lot and went to the same class. When Amane was been bullied Ryou would come to protect her, but when Ryou was been bullied Amane would save him. They were absolutely inseperable. Mr Bakura loved them very much and liked watching them play together and with other children.
Touzokuou had been waiting. He had been inside the empty soul room for years, looking at the window that showed Ryou. Every year he could feel a little bit of strength flow into himself. One day he felt strong enough to find a way to reach that boy Ryou. He would need a host body if he wanted to gather the seven Millennium Items. And Ryou was his reincarnation, so they were bound to live together in a symbiose.
Ryou and Amane were now ten years old. Their father was on a dig in Egypt and had left them with some friends. When he came back he had presents for the two children. He gave Amane a precious necklace. Amane leaped up, kissed her father on the cheek and went to get Ryou, who was cleaning up in the kitchen. "Ryou! Look at what Daddy gave me!"she yelled. She proudly showed the necklace to her twin-brother. "Wow!"Ryou said, "Put it around your neck! I want to see how it looks on you!" Amane looked at herself in the mirror. Ryou went to stand behind her and made a long nose. "Aw, Ryou, you are being childish!"Amane giggled, but she stuck two fingers in her ears and imitated an elephant. Soon the two children were weak of laughter. Mr Bakura heard them laugh and came in. Ryou was just pushing a finger against his nose so he looked like a pig. When he heard his father he spun around, forgetting to retreat his hand. He turned red and quickly folded his hands behind his back. "I've got something for you, Ryou."Mr Bakura said. He opened a little sack and brought out a jewel. It was a golden pendant shaped like a ring. It had five smaller pendants hanging from the sides. Within the ring was a piramid with an eye at the center. The Millennium Ring.
Mr Bakura gave it to his son. "It is called the Millennium Ring."he said. "It is an amulet that is said to help the owner when playing Duelmonsters." Ryou stared at the Ring. He grabbed the cord it was attached to and hung it around his neck.
Touzokuou had watched the process and smiled. His plan had worked out well. But he was weak and had to gather more strength before he could even try to take control of Ryou's body. He lay his head on a pillow of darkness and fell asleep.
Something strange was happening to Ryou. He became paler and paler, and he grew skinny. His once muscular arms had become thin. His eyes had become enormous. He was often sick. Amane was worried. One day they walked to school together. Ryou was quiet. He did not speak. Tiny drops of sweat were visible on his forehead. "Ryou, are you okay?"Amane asked. Little Ryou managed a smile. "Yeah, I'm fine."he lied. Amane monitored him. She did not believe him. When they were in class Ryou was very absentminded and did not pay any attention to whatever the teacher told them. Suddenly he felt Amane give him a soft jab in the arm. "Ryou Bakura, will you come over to the blackboard and write the answer of the question I just asked down?"the teacher asked. Ryou panicked. He hadn't heard the question. He knew what would happen if he told the teacher about that; he would have to stay in detention. He stood, slowly walked over to the teacher who handed him a piece of chalk. Ryou looked up at the board, the chalk in his hands. He did not know what to write down.
Suddenly he felt a pang in the chest. He dropped the chalk, bent over and fell face-first to the floor. Amane was immediately at his side. She turned her brother to his back. Ryou was unconscious. His face had an eerie, almost grey color. Amane shook him. "Ryou!"she cried. "Wake up, Ryou!"
Ryou heard voices. Voices he did not know. Voices of men and women. He opened his eyes, but closed them again because the light was too bright. "He's coming around."a familiar voice said. A man's voice. The voice of his father. "Dad..."Ryou groaned. "Ow... my head hurts..." A few tears ran down his cheeks. He felt two strong hands grabbing him and pulling him onto someone's lap. His eyes had gotten used to the light. He saw his father was holding him. "What happened, Daddy?"Ryou asked. Mr Bakura hugged him. "You fainted in class."he said. "I don't know why."
But Amane was having suspicions. She was only ten years old, but not stupid. She had noticed Ryou started getting sick after he had gotten The Millennium Ring from their father.
Touzokuou looked at her. That girl could become dangerous. He should do something about that.
Two years later. Amane and Ryou were now twelve years old. Ryou had grown taller, but had remained skinny and pale. His white locks brushed over his shoulders. Amane had become a pretty girl, not beautiful, but pretty. But she was not doing well. She had become sick, very sick. She grew weaker and weaker. Doctors could not find out why.
Ryou had had more attacks in which he would suffer severe pains in his head or chest. One day Amane had found him laying on the floor, crying out and pressing his hands against his temples. The next say she was too sick to go to school. Ryou went to school alone. When he came home Amane had been brought to the hospital. Ryou took the bus to the hospital and found his father at Amane's bedside. Amane looked so pale... even paler than her brother. The doctors confirmed that she was dying. She would live for perhaps a few days. Ryou collapsed. He burried his face in the chest of his father and cried.
A few more days later Amane had deteriorated badly. The doctors had asked her if she wanted to die in the hospital, or if she wanted to die at home. Amane told her she would prefer to die at home, inside the room she shared with Ryou. She was barely breathing. Her eyes were half closed. Ryou was at her side and held her hand. Mr Bakura was sitting behind him.
Ryou sobbed almost inaudibly. He knew Amane would not want to see him cry because of her, but he just could not stop himself. Suddenly Amane turned her face at him. "Ryou?"she asked. Ryou nodded. "Ryou, don't forget I love you."Amane softly said. She sqeezed Ryou's hand weakly. Ryou pressed her hand against his lips. "I won't."he said. Amane looked at her father. "I love you too, Dad."she said. Mr Bakura could not speak. He had lost his wife and now he would lose his daughter too. Amane closed her eyes and let out a soft sigh. Her hand numbed. Ryou's fingers lost their grip on Amane's hand. Panick clutched at his throat. He threw his head in his neck and screamed.
Touzokuou was content. He had gotten rid of Amane. He knew part of Ryou had died with her. Ryou had become a little weaker and Touzokuou had become a little stronger. Soon he would be able to take control of Ryou's body whenever he wanted to.
Four years later Ryou was a sixteen year old young man. He was shy and polite. He was still very pale, skinny and fysically weak. His hair hung between his shoulderblades and formed a white cloud around his head. He had grown quite tall, to Japanese standards. He was still wearing the Millennium Ring underneath his clothes.
To his friends Yugi Muto, Joey Wheeler, Tristan Taylor and Téa Gardner he seemed lighthearted, but he was absolutely the opposite. He always had a slight smile on his face, but that smile hid a deep loneliness and sorrow. He now knew where the strange pains were coming from and to whome the strange voice he sometimes heard belonged. The Millennium Ring. There was somebody inside that thing. Ryou did not know who, or how that person could live in there. He saw one of the pointers of the Ring pointed at a strange puzzle Yugi was wearing.
Touzokuou grinded his teeth. He had recognised the Millennium Puzzle. And the little boy wearing it looked incredibly much like the Pharaoh. Touzokuou was confused. What if the Puzzle had two soul rooms too? What if the spirit of Yami, the Pharaoh he had killed lived inside that Puzzle? He decided he should get his hands on that Puzzle as soon as possible, before the Pharaoh would find out about him. The Spirit of the Ring would go after the Spirit of the Puzzle.
He had thought out loud, appearantly, because Ryou clutched at his head and moaned.
Ryou looked at Yami Bakura with an incredulous look in his big brown eyes. "You killed Amane?"he breathed. Yami Bakura gave himself a firm punch in the chest. "Yep! I needed her out of my way."he said. "She could cause me trouble." Ryou looked at his knees. His eyes had started to burn again. Yami Bakura walked around him like a proud peacock. "Well, Omote, this wasn't the end yet. Ready to get some more?"he asked. Ryou tried to get up, but he was still stuck to the rock. His wrists were stuck too. He threw his head and upper body around in a desperate attempt to break free. "No! No More! I can't stand it!"he screamed. "Please, no more!"
Ah, poor Ryou... the more he suffers, the more fun.
Ryou: It's not fair. Why should I suffer?
Yami Bakura: Hey, I suffered too! And Touzokuou Bakura-Sama still does!
Touzokuou: XX
Ryou-Ran: I especially feel sorry for Bakura. Murai-Sakura took him away. What is she going to do to the poor guy?
Whew, this chapter is a little different from the previous ones, I hope you don't find it boring. Please review!
Yami Bakura: HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP! (is once again been chased around the room by Hikari Lunar)
Ryou: (continues sleeping, thumb in his mouth, looking soooooooooooo sweet) zzz...
Touzokuou: (is dead) Wooooooooh! I'm dead!
Yami Bakura: So am I. HELP ME! (pant, cough, gasp)
Pharaoh: Hikari Lunar, I, King Yami, allow you to take a firm bite from the behind of that culprit. (wants to arrogantly leave the house, but falls into Marik's hole) AAAaaah!
Ryou-Ran: Oops... we forgot to close it again...
Ryou: (is been stepped on) AAAAAAAIEEEEEEEEEEE!
Yami Bakura: (leaps right through the Ryou-proof, but not Yami Bakura-proof ceiling)
Touzokuou: (is trying to put a big golden watch in his pocket)
Ryou-Ran: Oh, no you don't! (hits him with sledge)
Touzokuou: Ow... that... hurt! XX
Ryou: (peers into the hole) Pharaoooooooooooooooooh! Can you heeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaarr meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?!
Hole: -eeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?
Yami Bakura: AARGH! The Spirit of the Hole! (sends hole to the Shadow Realm)
Ryou: --"That's what we call "echo", Yami.
Ryou-Ran: Ehm, guys? The Pharaoh was still in there.
Ryou: (nods)
Yami Bakura: (looks at Ryou-Ran with a "What's the big deal?"expression on his face)
Ryou: Ha ha ha! The Spirit of the Millennium Hole! Ha ha ha! (gets a little red)
Yami Bakura & Ryou-Ran: --"
Yami Bakura: (sends tree to the Shadow Realm)
Ryou: Why did you do that, Yami?
Yami Bakura: I just felt like doing that. (big smile)
Ryou & Ryou-Ran: --"
Ryou-Ran: I'm going to start the fic and you are going to find a way to get that hole back and the Pharaoh out of it. Ryou, you do the disclaimer.
Ryou: Ryou-Ran does not own me.
Ryou-Ran: OO I did not mean your disclaimer, I meant the disclaimer for the fic!
Ryou: Ooooh. == Okay. Ryou-Ran does not own Yug-Gi-Oh!
Ryou-Ran: Right, here we go.
Bakura Ryou
"So, Yadonushi, do you enjoy my little show?"Yami Bakura asked. He heard a gurgling sound behind him and saw Ryou had thrown up. "Eh, bah!"Yami Bakura uttered, a look of pure disgust on his face. "Why don't you puke in your own soul room?" Ryou looked at him weakly and bent over again. Spasms went through his frail body. "You should not eat that much, Bakura."Yami Bakura said. "Now I can clean up the mess again." He snapped his fingers. Ryou's vomit vanished. Ryou coughed and grabbed the rock more tightly. He looked absolutely horrible; pale and sweaty. His hair was sticky on his forehead. Yami Bakura walked over to him and lay a hand on Ryou's forehead. "Fever?"he said. "Aw, too bad. Well, don't worry, we've had most of it." He gave a firm blow into the soul mirror. "Watch."
Touzokuou woke up from what had seemed like an endless slumber. He opened his eyes and wanted to look if the arrow was still stuck inside his chest... but he did not see his own chest. He saw a strange chest he did not know. A thin chest. He looked at his arms and saw they were white and thin. Not brown and muscular as they had been when he was still alive. He felt something tickle against his back (a bony back) and realized it was his hair. It had grown much longer than it used to be. He became alarmed. He looked around and found something that looked like a pool of water. He bent over and looked at his own reflection.
A gasp escaped his mouth. He saw a pale boy, with white hair. The hair stuck up like the wings of a bat. The eyes were narrow and brown, almost red. His eyelashes were long and dark. They brushed over his cheeks when he closed his eyes. When he opened his mouth he saw normal teeth, but when he grinned they grew out to fangs. He stared at his reflection for a while and decided he kind of liked what he saw. "After all,"he thought, "a modern human being must be in for changes." He began to chuckle, but shut up immediately and slapped a hand in front of his mouth. His voice sounded quite a lot like it had used to sound... but it sounded lower and harsher. Much harsher.
Touzokuou suddenly realized where he was. He was inside one of the soul rooms of the Millennium Ring. He saw a big gate that turned out to be leading to a small corridor. He saw a small door on the other side. He opened it, but there was no other soul inside. He saw three walls made out of rocks... and one wall that looked like a window... and in that window he could see a baby, a little boy with white hair. The sight of that child struck Touzokuou like lightning. "Bakura!"he grumbled. "Ryou Bakura!"
In Japan a man was nervously pacing around in front of a closed door. His wife was behind that door, giving birth to two children. The nurse stuck her head around the door. "The first baby has arrived, Mr Bakura."she said. "It's a little girl!" The man raised his head. He had a blue ponytail and a tanned skin. A smile spread across his face. "A girl! Amane!"he said. He wanted to rush inside, but the nurse was just able to stop him. "I'm very sorry, but you must wait until the second child is born too."she said with a smile. Mr Bakura stepped back, nervously biting his nails.
A few minutes later he could hear two children cry. The nurse came out too, but this time she had a worried look on her face. "The second child is born."she said. "It's a boy... but your wife... she isn't doing well..." Mr Bakura's jaw fell. He pushed her aside and rushed in. He saw one nurse holding a little baby-girl in her arms, and his wife holding the boy. His hair was pure white. Mrs Bakura looked at her husband. "Hi, honey."she said. Mr Bakura knelt down besides her. His lower lip trembled. He grabbed her hand. "We did not think of a name for a boy yet, remember?"Mrs Bakura said. Her voice became weak. She stroked the boy over the head. He did not cry, only made a few sounds. Mr Bakura nodded. Tears appeared in his green eyes. "We should call him..."Mrs Bakura began, but she winced and squeezed Mr Bakura's hand. She opened her eyes again and looked at him. "... Ryou..." Her voice trailed off. Her eyes glazed over and then closed. At that exact moment little Ryou began to cry.
Mr Bakura took the babies home and raised them on his own. He did not blame Ryou for the death of his wife. In stead, he tried anything to make sure of Ryou not feeling guilty about the death of his mother. Ryou and Amane became fine children. They would do anything together. Of course they were sometimes fighting, but they never stayed angry with each other. Ryou adored his sister with her blue hair and green eyes. Amane loved her white- haired brother. They both were strong and healthy kids. They played outside a lot and went to the same class. When Amane was been bullied Ryou would come to protect her, but when Ryou was been bullied Amane would save him. They were absolutely inseperable. Mr Bakura loved them very much and liked watching them play together and with other children.
Touzokuou had been waiting. He had been inside the empty soul room for years, looking at the window that showed Ryou. Every year he could feel a little bit of strength flow into himself. One day he felt strong enough to find a way to reach that boy Ryou. He would need a host body if he wanted to gather the seven Millennium Items. And Ryou was his reincarnation, so they were bound to live together in a symbiose.
Ryou and Amane were now ten years old. Their father was on a dig in Egypt and had left them with some friends. When he came back he had presents for the two children. He gave Amane a precious necklace. Amane leaped up, kissed her father on the cheek and went to get Ryou, who was cleaning up in the kitchen. "Ryou! Look at what Daddy gave me!"she yelled. She proudly showed the necklace to her twin-brother. "Wow!"Ryou said, "Put it around your neck! I want to see how it looks on you!" Amane looked at herself in the mirror. Ryou went to stand behind her and made a long nose. "Aw, Ryou, you are being childish!"Amane giggled, but she stuck two fingers in her ears and imitated an elephant. Soon the two children were weak of laughter. Mr Bakura heard them laugh and came in. Ryou was just pushing a finger against his nose so he looked like a pig. When he heard his father he spun around, forgetting to retreat his hand. He turned red and quickly folded his hands behind his back. "I've got something for you, Ryou."Mr Bakura said. He opened a little sack and brought out a jewel. It was a golden pendant shaped like a ring. It had five smaller pendants hanging from the sides. Within the ring was a piramid with an eye at the center. The Millennium Ring.
Mr Bakura gave it to his son. "It is called the Millennium Ring."he said. "It is an amulet that is said to help the owner when playing Duelmonsters." Ryou stared at the Ring. He grabbed the cord it was attached to and hung it around his neck.
Touzokuou had watched the process and smiled. His plan had worked out well. But he was weak and had to gather more strength before he could even try to take control of Ryou's body. He lay his head on a pillow of darkness and fell asleep.
Something strange was happening to Ryou. He became paler and paler, and he grew skinny. His once muscular arms had become thin. His eyes had become enormous. He was often sick. Amane was worried. One day they walked to school together. Ryou was quiet. He did not speak. Tiny drops of sweat were visible on his forehead. "Ryou, are you okay?"Amane asked. Little Ryou managed a smile. "Yeah, I'm fine."he lied. Amane monitored him. She did not believe him. When they were in class Ryou was very absentminded and did not pay any attention to whatever the teacher told them. Suddenly he felt Amane give him a soft jab in the arm. "Ryou Bakura, will you come over to the blackboard and write the answer of the question I just asked down?"the teacher asked. Ryou panicked. He hadn't heard the question. He knew what would happen if he told the teacher about that; he would have to stay in detention. He stood, slowly walked over to the teacher who handed him a piece of chalk. Ryou looked up at the board, the chalk in his hands. He did not know what to write down.
Suddenly he felt a pang in the chest. He dropped the chalk, bent over and fell face-first to the floor. Amane was immediately at his side. She turned her brother to his back. Ryou was unconscious. His face had an eerie, almost grey color. Amane shook him. "Ryou!"she cried. "Wake up, Ryou!"
Ryou heard voices. Voices he did not know. Voices of men and women. He opened his eyes, but closed them again because the light was too bright. "He's coming around."a familiar voice said. A man's voice. The voice of his father. "Dad..."Ryou groaned. "Ow... my head hurts..." A few tears ran down his cheeks. He felt two strong hands grabbing him and pulling him onto someone's lap. His eyes had gotten used to the light. He saw his father was holding him. "What happened, Daddy?"Ryou asked. Mr Bakura hugged him. "You fainted in class."he said. "I don't know why."
But Amane was having suspicions. She was only ten years old, but not stupid. She had noticed Ryou started getting sick after he had gotten The Millennium Ring from their father.
Touzokuou looked at her. That girl could become dangerous. He should do something about that.
Two years later. Amane and Ryou were now twelve years old. Ryou had grown taller, but had remained skinny and pale. His white locks brushed over his shoulders. Amane had become a pretty girl, not beautiful, but pretty. But she was not doing well. She had become sick, very sick. She grew weaker and weaker. Doctors could not find out why.
Ryou had had more attacks in which he would suffer severe pains in his head or chest. One day Amane had found him laying on the floor, crying out and pressing his hands against his temples. The next say she was too sick to go to school. Ryou went to school alone. When he came home Amane had been brought to the hospital. Ryou took the bus to the hospital and found his father at Amane's bedside. Amane looked so pale... even paler than her brother. The doctors confirmed that she was dying. She would live for perhaps a few days. Ryou collapsed. He burried his face in the chest of his father and cried.
A few more days later Amane had deteriorated badly. The doctors had asked her if she wanted to die in the hospital, or if she wanted to die at home. Amane told her she would prefer to die at home, inside the room she shared with Ryou. She was barely breathing. Her eyes were half closed. Ryou was at her side and held her hand. Mr Bakura was sitting behind him.
Ryou sobbed almost inaudibly. He knew Amane would not want to see him cry because of her, but he just could not stop himself. Suddenly Amane turned her face at him. "Ryou?"she asked. Ryou nodded. "Ryou, don't forget I love you."Amane softly said. She sqeezed Ryou's hand weakly. Ryou pressed her hand against his lips. "I won't."he said. Amane looked at her father. "I love you too, Dad."she said. Mr Bakura could not speak. He had lost his wife and now he would lose his daughter too. Amane closed her eyes and let out a soft sigh. Her hand numbed. Ryou's fingers lost their grip on Amane's hand. Panick clutched at his throat. He threw his head in his neck and screamed.
Touzokuou was content. He had gotten rid of Amane. He knew part of Ryou had died with her. Ryou had become a little weaker and Touzokuou had become a little stronger. Soon he would be able to take control of Ryou's body whenever he wanted to.
Four years later Ryou was a sixteen year old young man. He was shy and polite. He was still very pale, skinny and fysically weak. His hair hung between his shoulderblades and formed a white cloud around his head. He had grown quite tall, to Japanese standards. He was still wearing the Millennium Ring underneath his clothes.
To his friends Yugi Muto, Joey Wheeler, Tristan Taylor and Téa Gardner he seemed lighthearted, but he was absolutely the opposite. He always had a slight smile on his face, but that smile hid a deep loneliness and sorrow. He now knew where the strange pains were coming from and to whome the strange voice he sometimes heard belonged. The Millennium Ring. There was somebody inside that thing. Ryou did not know who, or how that person could live in there. He saw one of the pointers of the Ring pointed at a strange puzzle Yugi was wearing.
Touzokuou grinded his teeth. He had recognised the Millennium Puzzle. And the little boy wearing it looked incredibly much like the Pharaoh. Touzokuou was confused. What if the Puzzle had two soul rooms too? What if the spirit of Yami, the Pharaoh he had killed lived inside that Puzzle? He decided he should get his hands on that Puzzle as soon as possible, before the Pharaoh would find out about him. The Spirit of the Ring would go after the Spirit of the Puzzle.
He had thought out loud, appearantly, because Ryou clutched at his head and moaned.
Ryou looked at Yami Bakura with an incredulous look in his big brown eyes. "You killed Amane?"he breathed. Yami Bakura gave himself a firm punch in the chest. "Yep! I needed her out of my way."he said. "She could cause me trouble." Ryou looked at his knees. His eyes had started to burn again. Yami Bakura walked around him like a proud peacock. "Well, Omote, this wasn't the end yet. Ready to get some more?"he asked. Ryou tried to get up, but he was still stuck to the rock. His wrists were stuck too. He threw his head and upper body around in a desperate attempt to break free. "No! No More! I can't stand it!"he screamed. "Please, no more!"
Ah, poor Ryou... the more he suffers, the more fun.
Ryou: It's not fair. Why should I suffer?
Yami Bakura: Hey, I suffered too! And Touzokuou Bakura-Sama still does!
Touzokuou: XX
Ryou-Ran: I especially feel sorry for Bakura. Murai-Sakura took him away. What is she going to do to the poor guy?
Whew, this chapter is a little different from the previous ones, I hope you don't find it boring. Please review!