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Warnings: Um…language. There really is nothing else, I think, yet.
Recap of last chapter: Alice was messing with the minds of Anzu, Shizuka, and Bakura.
Where everyone is and their status:
Anzu: Hallway, annoyed at Shizuka
Shizuka: Her room, unpacking
Yugi: Soul room, most likely playing games
Yami Yugi: Kitchens, Making lunch
Jounouchi: Kitchens, Making lunch
Honda: Kitchens, Making lunch
Mokuba: Kitchens, making lunch
Kaiba: lobby, attemping to fix phone line and hook it up to his laptop
Bakura: soul room, shaking and in a state of shock (body is vacant and outside)
Yami Bakura: Bakura's soul room, attempting to make Bakura feel better
David: kitchens, watching everyone make lunch
Alice: outside, watching Bakura and trying to get lost energy back
Sooo, without further ado:
David and Alice
Possession of Light
[1] Remember, Alice, though dead 50 some years, still has the mind of an 8 year old.
Alice's POV
I stood, floated, behind a rather large rock, watching the boy I had terriozed. Of course, I couldn't do that again anytime soon. Well, I could, but I'd have no energy left for my dolls. And if my energy slips to much, I won't be able to keep them like that. And what a pity that would be. I thought about what fun I would have with the boy, Moku. I smiled.
I also watched the white-haired boy. A little curious. One moment he was on his knees shaking, the next he had stood up tell me that no one could touch his 'light'. Very puculiar if I do say so myself. And a bit unual.
Now he was just standing there. Eyes closed, standing perfectly still. I stared.
'Wow. Didn't think I'd damaged his mind that badly….' I thought. Though I'll admit, I was glad I had. But still, the way he was just standing there. Reminded me of all of the people whose spirits broke when they figured out what I was going to do to them.
I took pleasure in the rememberence of how terrified they were. A very content feeling.
The boy still hadn't moved.
'Hmmm. Maybe I broke his brain….' I though [1]. I walked towards him, purposly making the air frigid to see if he'd respond or not.
He didn't.
Truthfully, I didn't know whether to be happy about this of depressed. On one hand, if his spirit was really broken then I could possess him, temporaily of course, without a fight. But, when the time came to add him to my doll collection, I wouldn't get to see his spirit break up close. That was almost enough to depress me. But not quite.
I stood right in front of him. Looking at him intently. He still did not move.
I cocked my head slightly and wondered what the hell was wrong with him. Surly I hadn't scared him Ithat/I badly as to go into shock.
Then the evil little demon that sits on my left sholder got an idea. I jumped into him.
Jounouchi Katsuya's POV
Ramon Noodles are very good, as you might already know (AN- I agree. ^__^ I love Ramon Noodles with a passion (not like that echi…)) But, somehow, they were giving us a little trouble. First off, we couldn't find a big enough pot till Yugi went to the back of the kitchen. Then I couldn't find any measureing spoons, so we had to guess. The problem now, we have two teenagers who doing know how to cook, one age old pharoah (yes, I know Yuugi switched. His stance changes. I might be clueless but I'm not Ithat/I clueless.), and a boy who has had maids and professional cooks cook for him his entire life.
To put it simply: we had diluted mush.
Ok, so not mush, but we had cooked noodles that were going soggy, water that tasted like it was served in a dirty glass (don't ask), and one pot that almost had a hole burned though it. Oh yeah, we're styling.
"Ya know, why don't we just have cheese and crackers for lunch." Mokuba suggested.
"That sounds good, but what are we going to do about this mush here?" said Honda, stirring it.
"Dump it out I suppose." Said the other Yugi.
The door opened and in walked Bakura.
"Hey guys, what's shaking." Odd. If I hadn't known better, I would've assumed that that wasn't Bakura. I thought about the possibility of it being Yami Bakura, but decided against it. He wasn't wearing his Ring.
"Eh. This soup could be better though. A lot better." Said Honda.
"Anything could be better then this…." Said Mokuba.
Bakura smiled. "Let's see it." He walked over to the pot and looked it, rasing an eyebrow.
"You don't have to throw this out. You can still fix it." He said.
"Yeah right. That could be nothing short a mircle" Mokuba said, leaning on the conter and putting his chin in his hands.
"No. All you need is a strainer, another pot and 3 able bodied people. Here."
Bakura walked over to one of the cabinets and opened it. He took out a strainer and another pot.
He put the other pot in the sink and gave my the strainer. "Here Jounouchi. Now stand here and put the strainer above the pot."
He went over to the other pot and said, "Give me a hand here Honda."
Honda moved towards the pot and lifted it with Bakura, which looked like no easy task. Mokuba was looking on tentavly and I noticed the other Yuugi looking at something closeby, frowning.
"Alright, now dump." Bakura said while he and Honda stood over the straniner. "Don't move it Jounouchi, otherwise we'll lose the noodles."
The steam was hot and I had to recoil slightly.
After the pot was emptied, Bakura set it aside and took the strainer and placed it inside the now empty pot.
"Now all you have to do it boil the water in the pot in the sink until it stared evaporating so there is just a little water and a little flavor, then add a little more water and put the noodles back in it and cook it for…about 3 minutes I supposed." He said.
"Wow Bakura, how'd ya learn to do that?" I asked.
He shrugged. "Practice."
"Thanks a lot Bakura." Said Mokuba.
"Anytime."
I noticed the other Yuugi's gaze had shifted from the corner in the kitchen and he was now looking cooly at Bakura.
Honda moved to put the water/seasoned pot on the stove and lit the fire.
"Well, I'll see you then." Bakura said, noticing the other Yuugi's gaze.
Bakura turned to leave and the other Yuugi ran past him and blocked the door.
"Alright. Who are you?" he asked Bakura.
Bakura tilted his head. "What do you mean? I'm Bakura." He said.
"No. You're not. You aren't even Yami Bakura. Now, who are you?"
I moved so I could see Bakura's face.
His eyes lit up and he smiled. "Alright, did David tell you that? Good for nothing brother. Can't do anything right."
"Brother?" asked the other Yugi.
Bakura grinned rather insanly before closing his eyes and falling to the ground.
The other Yuugi managed to catch him before he the floor.
Bakura looked to be unconsicous, paler then usual (if that's possible) and quite shaken up.
"Uh..Yuugi? What just happened here?" I asked.
"It appears that Jeff was telling the turth about two ghosts living in this inn. We just met one of them."
"Well that's not good." Said Honda.
"How'd it get a hold on Bakura?" asked Mokuba.
Mokuba then turned his attention to the corner of the room.
'What is it with corners that interest people so much?" I thought.
The other Yuugi lied Bakura down on his back and stood up, his eyes getting that glazed look as he talked to Yuugi.
"Don't you think we should move Bakura to somewhere better then a tile floor?" asked Honda.
"Probably a good idea." I said.
Honda and I went over and slid our hands under Bakura's arms. The kid was amazingly light for his age.
He stirred and immediately sturruggled to get out of our grasp. I let go and so did Honda.
Cold eyes met ours as Bakura looked at us, scowling firecly, more then I though I'd ever see Bakura do. "Oh. It's just you." He said, rather aloofly.
"What happened Bakura?" I asked.
The other Yuugi scowled at this Bakura too.
"Yes Yami Bakura, what happened?" he asked.
"Yami Bakura? Whose that?" asked Mokuba innocently.
He was ignored.
Yami Bakura glared at the other Yuugi.
"I was in my soul room reading when Bakura decided to go for a walk. About halfway along someone grabbed him and then I was cut off from him. I don't know what happened exactly (I could tell right here he was lying. He would never admit to that unless he had a good reason, and chances were he knew exactly what happened.), but after whoever grabbed him let go I tried to find who did it and no one was there. Then I went to con….help Bakura because he was shaking violently and then when I tried to leave his soul room I couldn't. Until just a little while ago."
"You know more then your saying, don't you?" asked the other Yuugi. Gotta hand it too him. He knows his Yami Bakura.
"I might. But whatever I do know is between Bakura and myself." And with that he walked away.
"Can someone explain to me what that was about?" asked Mokuba.
"When your older." Said the other Yuugi.
"You sound just like Seto when you say that." He said.
The other Yuugi shot him a glare for the ages and turned to the pot which had stared to boil over.