Title: The Light Within
Pairings: Yami/Yugi, Bakura/Ryou, Marik/Malik, maybe others?
Summary: Three misguided teens, led away from their intended paths by the darkness. Can the balance be restored by the light halves of their souls?
Warning: Shounen-ai. Swearing. Light violence.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, and I make no profit from this, it's purely for the enjoyment of myself and others (though I'm not certain about that…)
*Beams* I'm really pleased with the responses I got for this. So I shall continue! ^_^ Although I really need to sort out my ideas, because that's all they are at the moment. -.-;; I have a fair idea where this is going, though, so let's just see how it turns out, ne? And I figured I'd thank all my reviewers, sooo…
Thanks to:
JDM – I can understand that you wouldn't appreciate the Anzu bashing if you like her, and I also understand that she doesn't really act like that. But in fairness, this is fanfiction, so I choose how the characters act. I don't really like using OC's either, and out of the female YGO characters I like Anzu the least. So I apologise if this offends you, and you'll be glad to know that there will be probably no more Anzu bashing, mainly because the plot doesn't concern her in any way. It depends on how it goes, though.
cloud-1-3-5 – I always enjoy your reviews, they're always so nice. ^_^ *flushes* I'm glad that you think I'm an excellent writer, and I like to be original, so that's why I always try to write my fics with authenticity. ^.~ And I'll continue this, not just because you're a yaoi fanboy, but because I like you and you're always so flattering.
Inferno13 – Yes, I will continue. I'm glad you like it so far. ^^ And yes. Nishimura is Bakura's last name, just so you know.
BlueBolt – Good. I was going for original. I don't like writing fics that have been done before, so I try to find new twists for things, and this came up. Even though I have other fics in the making this stood out and I had to write it. *grins*
The Inspector - *laughs* Yeah, an innocent Marik with wide, chibi eyes. That would be more terrifying than any threat of mutilation by his dagger version of the Sennen Rod. I may take up the suggestion, just to see the outcome, hehe.
onlyHAUNTED – It's good to know that my writing is appreciated. ^^ Well here's the next chapter for you.
TaleneIsMyYami – Wow, that good? =^_^= Well I only did another chapter because of writer's block, and I could never put Hentai Ryou on hold through fear of maiming from my reviewers. *sweatdrops* But I'm flattered that you think that way.
AmenOsirius - *chomps on pocky* Arigatou. I'm glad that my other fics nearly made you wet yourself. Your phrasing, not mine. XP I do like to write humour, but this was to show my serious side and because the idea was just screaming "WRITE ME!" and I can't refuse the voices in my head. ^^;
redconvoy - *blinkblink* Bakura has a bunny? XD Weird… Anyway, thanks for your review, and the next part is coming right up. ^.~
Black Magic2 – Thanks for the review!
Ril – Arigatou. I'm glad you think so. ^^
Anime-Blade – Well most of my stories are so different that it's quite easy, really. But I really should finish one before I start another, ne? -.-;;
Renoirkmk – Thanks!
someoneyoudontknow – Don't worry, I'm continuing. ^_^
Dark Magic 856 – Oh, you don't understand? Hehe, sorry. I suppose it's not all that clear yet. But it will be. At least I hope so. If it's still not clear in a few chapters say so, and I'll try and sort it out for you.
Angel Reaper – I know exactly what you mean. He's so unbelievably hot, isn't he? *drools* Ahem, anyway, thanks!
Sansi – Hehe, my thoughts exactly. I was wondering why no one else had done this so I thought I'd try it. *grins* And I'll tell you this, Yami, Bakura and Marik aren't exactly the best of friends. Hence the last name basis. Also, do you really think Bakura and Marik are going to be pleased to find out that Yami is their leader? *cackles evilly*
Spiritual Winds – The term "interesting" seems to have come up quite a bit. But at least it's not boring. ^^; Thanks for the review. *bows*
Kitty Neko – Here's the update you asked for. ^.~
ChocolateEclar – You know, I had to look up enigmatic to know what you meant. *laughs embarrassed like* Yeah, Shadi gives me the creeps. And why does he not have any pupils? *frowns* It just makes him look even more strange. Anyway, I'm glad you like my idea, and I hope you enjoy this chapter.
galenhiril – Yeah, the hikaris get to be in control, for once. And they can take over the bodies if they wish. But they are light, after all, and wouldn't want to go against their partner's wishes. But it gives them power. *evil grin*
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Chapter Two – 'Captured'
Bakura rolled his eyes as his father lectured him on another complaint about his behaviour. He had heard it all before, and it wasn't going to stop him acting the way he did. It was too much fun.
"—walk out of school like that all the time! …Are you even listening to me?!"
"What was that?" Bakura asked, feigning innocence. The white-haired teen smirked inwardly as his father's face turned red in anger.
"That's it! I've had enough of your cheek! You're grounded! To your room, young man! Now!"
Bakura mock saluted his father, sauntering up the stairs slowly, just to aggravate the older man. He didn't hate his father exactly, but Bakura had become resentful after being isolated by the figure he was supposed to look up to. After a few years of abandonment and monthly phone calls, Kakuei Nishimura finally decided he was going to pay attention to his son. Bakura wasn't going to readily accept this, and had made life hell for his father since his return.
Upon entering his room, Bakura flopped onto his bed, only to feel something uncomfortable digging into his back. Frowning, he sat up and picked up the offending object, examining it from different angles. There was nothing special about it. It was merely a plain, white box.
Brows furrowing in confusion and his curiosity peaked, Bakura removed the lid. Russet eyes widened at the treasure inside. A golden ring glittered in the room's dull light, a triangle in its' centre with a creepy looking eye engraved on it. Five sharp looking points that hung at the bottom completed the weirdest object Bakura Nishimura had ever seen in his seventeen years of living.
What had the teen slightly worried, though, was that it was glowing. Bakura stared at it for a long while, not quite sure what to do with it. He had to admit, it looked pretty cool, not to mention expensive. If he found no use for it he could always sell it off somewhere.
But…where had it come from? Bakura's eyes hardened as the thought of his father slipped into his mind. Another present to try and buy back his love? Taking in the recent events, however, Bakura quickly skipped that notion.
There was no note attached to it, so how did he get it? Shrugging, Bakura found that he didn't really give a damn. It was his, and that was all there was to it.
Noticing the rope attached to it, Bakura slid the item over his neck. Getting up and walking over to the mirror, Bakura checked out his reflection, a slight smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. It was true that he always looked good, but somehow the teen thought that the strange ring added to his appeal.
The thought of someone trying to steal it occurred to him, but anyone who pissed off Bakura was as good as dead, and everyone knew it. No one would be able to take it from him anyway, even if they were dumb enough to try it.
Bakura also noted that the object had stopped glowing.
"Maybe I was just seeing things?" Bakura mused aloud.
A slight trickle of amusement made itself known in Bakura's mind. He frowned. Why would something like that amuse him? Shrugging it off, Bakura made his way towards his window. He could do with some fresh air, and it wasn't like he was planning on actually staying in his room. Where would the fun be in that?
And since when have I ever listened to orders? The rebellious teen thought, cackling to himself as he climbed out of his window, making sure to leave it open for his return.
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The room was spinning. Or was he spinning? Giggling drunkenly to himself, Yami realised he didn't know. A momentary flash of light caused the tri-haired teen to blink rapidly, but he thought nothing of it as he took another mouthful of beer.
"That stuff will kill you, you know."
Yami looked to the side, his blurry vision seeing a small figure standing beside the couch he was currently sat on. The drunken teen squinted, trying to make out the form more clearly, succeeding in only causing his head to hurt.
Yami moved to take another swig of his beer, but found that the bottle wasn't in his hand anymore.
"I'm not letting you damage your liver any more than you have already, Yami."
Who was this person? And where had his beer gone? Scowling as best he could, Yami asked, "'The hell's my beer?" with a definite slur to his voice.
A 'tsk' of disapproval met his ears, and the crimson-eyed teen glared at the figure that now stood in front of him. Due to their closer proximity, Yami was able to see the boy more clearly. His final bottle of beer was held in small hands, and round amethyst eyes gazed at him reproachfully.
Yami could only stare at what looked like a more innocent version of himself in awe. Was he hallucinating? Knowing the intoxicated state he was in, Yami guessed so.
"Are you an angel?" Yami asked in wonder.
The small boy smiled in amusement, the action lighting up his beautiful features. "You could say that."
Yami's hallucination stepped forward, pressing a free hand to Yami's forehead. The crimson-eyed teen's skin tingled at the touch, warmth spreading throughout his entire body. Yami suddenly felt drowsy and his eyelids drooped, the teen losing the fight to stay awake.
The last words Yami heard before sleep consumed him were oddly comforting, even if they weren't real.
"Don't worry, darkness. You're not alone anymore."
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Bakura scowled at the two teens leering at him. He had been walking along, planning on going to the arcade to win some money off of some unsuspecting kids when he was roughly pushed to the ground from behind. Now on his feet, Bakura was most displeased to see two faces he had hoped on never having to see again.
"What the fuck do you want?" Bakura spat.
"How rude. Not a very nice welcome, wouldn't you agree, Sakate?" A redhead sneered, his frame thin and tall. He didn't look threatening, but Bakura knew better than to judge from appearance.
"Yeah, Takaido." The brawny, dark haired teen agreed, chuckling maliciously.
Bakura rolled his eyes. "Look, I have somewhere to be, so unless you have something particular you want, I'll be going now."
Bakura moved forwards, only to be shoved back again by Sakate, obviously the stronger of the two. Sakate cracked his knuckles threateningly, but Bakura merely graced them with an indifferent look.
"After being humiliated the way we were the last time we met, we figured you owed us an apology." Takaido smirked.
"We'll let you off lightly if you give us that pretty piece of jewellery from around your neck." Sakate said, eyeing the Bakura's ring greedily.
"I don't think so." Bakura snorted, crossing his arms. "And I don't apologise, definitely not to losers like you."
Takaido leapt at Bakura suddenly, catching the albino by surprise. He grabbed the ring, about to pull it off, when a sudden bright light caused the two thugs to stumble backwards. Bakura blinked away the flashing colours in front of his eyes, surprised.
What the hell just happened?
Taking advantage of Sakate and Takaido's momentary confusion, Bakura drew back his right arm, swinging at Sakate, catching him in the stomach. The large teen doubled over, moaning in pain.
Takaido ran at him, but Bakura dodged the punch aimed his way, grabbing the redhead's arm and twisting it around his back. Bakura ignored the cries of pain, pushing Takaido forward forcefully. Takaido stumbled, falling to the floor.
Bakura stood in front of the two beaten teens, smirking maliciously. Pushing Takaido onto his back with a foot, Bakura glared down at him. "No one messes with me and gets away with it." He snarled.
"W-we're sorry, man." Takaido whimpered.
Bakura placed a foot onto Takaido's chest, pushing down hard. A sickening crack was heard, followed shortly by a loud cry of pain. Bakura cackled, about to push down harder, when a loud cry of protest stopped him in his tracks.
Stop! What do you think you're doing? They've learned their lesson!
Removing his foot, Bakura glanced around, scowling. It was late and no one was around, so where had that voice come from?
Turning his attention back to the two fools on the floor, Bakura noticed angrily that they weren't there. He looked around once more, to find them making their retreat, albeit slowly, down the street. He was about to chase after them – they were going to pay for crossing Bakura Nishimura – when he found that he couldn't move his legs.
"What the fuck?!" Bakura exclaimed in surprise.
What happened next, Bakura couldn't find words to describe. It felt as though his soul was being literally pulled from his body. It happened so fast, that in the blink of an eye, the confused teen found himself stood in what looked like a room.
The room was dark, cold and empty; only consisting of four walls and a door. Shivering despite himself, Bakura realised he didn't want to stay here a second longer. Running for the door, Bakura realised in despair that it wouldn't open.
Pounding on it, Bakura cried out in frustration. "Let me out! Whoever the hell you are you're going to pay for this!"
I'm sorry, Bakura, but I can't do that.
The soft, cheerful voice seemed to come from anywhere and everywhere, and Bakura noticed that there were no speakers in the room. A feeling that Bakura hadn't felt for a long time crept into the white-haired teen – fear.
There was no way that someone could have kidnapped him and knocked him out. Bakura had been awake the whole time. How had he ended up here? And where had that voice come from?
"Who are you?" Bakura dared to ask.
Who I am is of little importance, what I am here for however, is a different matter entirely.
Bakura growled, using anger to cover up the feeling of unease building at the pit of his stomach. "What are you here for, then? To keep me trapped in here?"
A light, melodious laugh filled the room.
No, no. I'm here to save you.
Bakura frowned, confusion and curiosity the main emotions he felt. His anger and fear had washed away for reasons unknown, but the warm voice of his captor made him feel at ease. Bakura didn't need saving, though. What was this person talking about?
"To save me from what?"
Yourself, of course.
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End chapter two! ^___^ In case you guys didn't know, Sakate and Takaido are two of the three guys that Yami Bakura won the locator cards from in that graveyard. Otherwise known as Sid and Zygore. ^^ Not that I have anything against them, but Yami Bakura beat them in the anime, so it's only fitting that he did it again, don't you think?
Also, the room Bakura was in was his soul room. Hence the darkness and the cold and stuff.
I hope that I didn't confuse anyone even more. ^^;; If so, just e-mail me with your queries and I'll help the best I can.
I know I haven't put in Marik or Malik yet, but I will. Next chapter, I promise. And I know I haven't updated Hentai Ryou yet but I'm stuck on Chapter 13. *pouts* I'll hopefully get over my writer's block soon.
Review, onegai! ^____^