No Yugi-oh owning…

Note:  A lot of saying "hell" and "damn", but no actual swearing. …oh, and "crap"

Chapter Seven:  Fanged Arguments

Crap.  Crap, crap, crap, crap, CRAP!  This is crapulence, total and utter crapulence!  Crap, crap, crap, crap, ptew.  Ptew, crap, crap, crap, ptew.  Uh, blast it, ptew.  C-R-A-P!  First Yugi has visions, then he witnesses a dark and stormy death day before separating himself from his friends. Finally meeting up with no other than a duel monster with very sharp teeth and claws, in fact the duel monster in itself was pretty large.  The white wolf was bigger than Yugi, even if he stood on his tipie toes!  Oh, but that wasn't the problem, nope, not that at all.  No, the problem was something bigger, something… err, well, something's awfully similar.

Ptew, Yugi spat again as another unknown bug unwanted found its way into the small teens mouth.  Ptew, ptew, ptew!  His mouth kept flying open, no matter how badly… or desperately, he wanted to keep his mouth closed Yugi just could not hold in the screams.  He was moving too fast and danger was so near, it was too frightening.  Ptew.  Blast them all; those bugs should go to hell!  Ack, Yugi almost lost his grip on the White Fangs fur.  Oh man, oh man, oh man, this was not looking good.  Letting off a slight whimper Yugi grabbed onto the bustling fur with renewed determination.  No matter what, he had to stay on, he couldn't fall off, he just couldn't!  Burying his head and body as deep into the fur as he could Yugi held on for dear life, the speed and bumpiness of the ride was making him frantic.

Along the very nimble and quick Silver Fang, which hosted a very scared and frantic Yugi, chased a pack of much bigger, much stronger wolves.  These were also Silver Fangs.  Adult Silver Fangs.  Very large, very white Silver Fangs.  They hunted in a pack; they hunted as one and were relentless.  Nothing would stop them, not even one of their very own kind. 

Yugi held tightly, trying to stay on for dear life, if he was to fall, to let go, even for an instant, than he knew he would be nothing but wolf food.  And a small appetizer at that.  "Fa-a-a-a-ang!!!!!!"  Yugi cried out, bouncing along the wolf's back. 

The wolf was doing his very best to protect the human he carried on his back.  Trying to run as fast as wolfishly possible without dislodging the small being, but also running through, over, under, and above obstacles while maintaining a small gap of no-wolf zone near his charge.   Unfortunately while twisting his body this way and that the wolf, apparently named 'Fang' since Yugi hadn't the breath to say the creatures full title, was having a hard time keeping his body away from his packs teeth and had been bitten more than once.  Fortunately they were small wounds.   

Fang was tiring quickly, but the wail of his passenger urged him onward.  The forest was wild and untamed and the wolf was not on a path.  He jumped over large stones and was nipped at on the left by the pack leader.  Dodged right, still in his quick race, forced to duck under fallen trees, crawling slowed him down but it was necessary because of the fragile being on his back, he couldn't knock him off.  He emerged on the other side only to be lunged at from above, knocking him to the ground.  His passenger slid off of him and flew a small distance away.  The pack slowly started to surround the boy.

Yugi didn't know what happened.  One moment he was holding onto the Silver Fangs back the next he went flying and slammed into the ground.  He would have stayed down; he suddenly wanted to sleep, but growls pierced his heart, and the hairs on the back of his neck started to prickle.  The small boy managed to pick himself up, his eyes taking the scene before him in.  Oh Crap.  Small boy, big eyes- big eyes get wider.  Yugi stood frozen, rooted to the spot as a very huge Silver Fang jumped at him.  Yugi covered his eyes with his hands and trembled.  He heard the growl, and a large sound.  …Only he still continued to stand- in one whole piece.  Removing his hands Yugi quickly took the situation in.  HIS Silver Fang had jumped at the much bigger, much stronger Silver Fang, knocking the beast in mid-air.  Now they were circling each other.  Each waiting for a moment to pounce. 

"… Um, Fang?   I – I know you're busy, but… HELP!"  Yugi yelled to his wolf partner.  Even as he pleaded for help, the pack of white wolves were inching nearer, growling and looking none too happy.    But Yugi kept his eyes on Fang.  No matter how tempted he was to curl up in a ball, or attempt to bolt, he knew neither would save him.  It all rested on Fang.  His life rested on Fang. 

Wait… wasn't he suppose to die by that dark being?  Wasn't he supposed to be chocked to death- unless?  No!  His vision was untrue!  …His vision was untrue?  …He was going to die as nothing more than wolf food.

Fang darted from his opponent before either had made their move; he headed straight to the small but powerful being enclosed by his former pack.  The lead wolf chased right after him, inches from his heels.  Fang managed to break the ranks of his pack simply by total shock.  He dashed forward and Yugi grabbed onto his side.  Fang shifted his weight, allowing Yugi to reach his back.  But because he had slowed to pick up his passenger the pack leader had managed to bite him, a full, painful large bite on his back left leg.  With a loud wolf cry Fang kicked himself free and tried to once again run away, but now he was too slow, and the pack was right there at his heels, trying to nip at him…

Yugi held on tight, so very tight.  He refused to let go a second time!  If only he hadn't had these visions.  If only he never left his friends.  If only this wasn't happening, if he wasn't being chased.  If the brave creature under him wasn't battling for both their lives.  If only Fang wasn't injured.  …At least, Yugi concluded, at least it wasn't raining.

It started to rain.

…Crap.

"Other?"  Ryou whispered, unbelieving.  The air seemed to still around him, even becoming somewhat harder to breathe.  Faintly, Ryou realized his other was laughing.  Laughing!  …And it wasn't a pretty laugh, more like a chuckle, a cold, sneering chuckle.  Ryou froze.  That was the laugh he heard in his vision.  The bad vision.  This was not a good omen.

All Ryou had was a mix of fantasy and reality.  He had his visions.  And now they too have crossed over to reality.  Or was it?  Ryou's mind was still in a frantic mixture of truth and lies.  He was unaware of what could happen, what can't happen or is impossible to happen.  For all he knew he could sprout wings and fly away.  Feeling dizzy the trapped one finally concluded that his visions were a definite possibility to reality, and that meant…  That meant he had a choice to make.

Ryou cleared his mind, right now was not the best time to be hypothesising life.  Taking in a deep breath Ryou twisted his body to get a better look at the one who trapped him.  Oh, he knew this was a horribly bad plan, in fact he knew it was going to hurt, but still he was not prepared for the pain and was forced to cry out as he moved.  Though now, at least, he could see his other more carefully.  The snow haired boy soothingly rubbed his aching legs but the sneer of his other troubled him.

"Other?  Pry tell, what do you mean by 'other'?  Speak up boy, or I'll feed you to the wolves!"

Gulping, Ryou glanced about and found that no wolves were, luckily, about.  Were there wolves here?  Probably not, the teen concluded.  "I- I'll tell you.  I'll explain.  Just, please other, please let me down."  Ryou knew he sounded as if he were begging- maybe he was, but his legs were cramping and they hurt!  It wasn't uncertainty in his voice that made him stutter, no, but his other would doubtless assume so.  In actuality he was trying to keep a straight face and not show his captor his weakened state.  Though he doubtless made himself seem weak regardless. 

In response to Ryou's plea Bakura looked at him oddly, perhaps examining him- hard.  Then, at last replied, "No, I don't think so.  Your life is mine to do as I please and I like you better up in that net.  What's the matter, little prisoner, afraid of heights?"  Bakura sneered this the whole time.  "Well, answer me boy!  I haven't got all day!"

Wishing he had some sort of blade, something, anything sharp with which to cut the rope down Ryou attempted to shift again, this time he whimpered in his netted casing, and had stopped before any other sharp pain raced up his legs.  "I- I- I-, I just want down!"  Ryou whimpered softly to himself.  Upon hearing the grunt of disapproval from his other Ryou decided he had had enough!  "Other.  Let me down this instant, else I won't speak a damn thing!"

Bakura, though, was unmoved by these words.  "Do not pretend to know the unknown, else you will find that tree your final resting place!"

"Arghh!  Your hopeless!  Of course I know something!  If I hadn't, then why would I be up here!"

"You know nothing!"

"I know something!"

"No, you don't!"

"Yes, I do!"

"Lies!"

"What!  I am NOT lying!  I don't lie, especially about something such as this!"

"Oh yes, because you wouldn't lie if it was to get you your freedom!"

"Not to you!"

"And why, pry tell, is that!"

"Stop saying that!"

"What!"

"Pry tell.  Just, just stop saying it!"

"…"

"…"

"…no."

"What."

"No, I think I will say it.  Again and again, and again.  Unless you can, pry tell, tell me why I shouldn't."

"You can't insert that saying in that sentence.  It doesn't make sense!"

"And why, pry tell, is that."

"Arrghhhhh!!"

Bakura smirked, Ryou sagged in his netting.  "Other.  What do I have to do to get out of this net, and just talk with you."  Yes, just talk.  No fires, no sea of blood.  No hitting, or pain of any sorts.  JUST talk.

Bakura didn't even stop to think Ryou's request over.  "Easy.  Indulge me.  Why, pry tell,-"

"Uhgg."

"-should I.  Give me a good reason.  A very good reason, on why I shouldn't kill you now."

Ryou froze.  His body felt like ice.  His other was planning on killing him?!!  What could he do.  What could he possibly say.  "Why… why would you kill me."  His voice was soft, he knew that.  He also knew his other had to strain to hear what he had said.

"Orders."  Bakura shrugged the question aside and dug into his dark cloak, producing two [1] curved, and rather large, blades.  These blades were attached to hilts and were of a circular design.  Obviously crafted to simply slice an enemy in half.  "Anything else you'd like to tell or ask me before your death."

"…If you'd just release me…"  Ryou was surprised at how calm he was, death was near, he knew it was close, but oddly, he simply did not believe he was going to die right now, by the hands of his other.  It was just, not… real.

"No."

"Fine."  Ryou replied icily.  "Fine."

Shrugging, Bakura thrust his arm to his side, as if getting ready to throw the curved blade up and slice the being in the net in half.  His arm twitched, as did his eye, but Ryou hadn't noticed.  He had crossed his arms in defiance and was looking away, as if that higher tree branch to his left was more interesting than the one with knives poised and aimed at him.  "Well, hello, I'm about to kill you.  Is that all you have to say."

"Humph.  Why do you care, other.  I have nothing more to say to you unless you let me down.  This is not altogether comfortable."

Half gaping, Bakura set his jaw.  How dare this insolent boy give him so little respect!  He was an elite!  What the hell was wrong with the kid.  His lips thinned in his displeasure.  Fine!  "Why the hell should I!  You insolent little-"

Ryou turned to him and stared into his eyes, the boy was unflinching and his gaze pierced Bakura, almost scolding him.  "Because it hurts!  It hurts okay."  If Bakura was expecting anything, it wasn't that.  Though, upon looking more closely he could nearly see unshed tears in the child's eyes.  "The net… the net is hurting you?"  Bakura said this softly, almost caringly.  And then started to laugh.  He really laughed, dropping one of his blades to pierce the ground.  "Well, maybe I'll just leave you there and let you torture yourself.  I can't believe I was sent to get you, why the weakest ranking person could have finished YOU off."  With that Bakura had to stop talking, his laughter grew too great.

Filled with pain from his leg and anger, mostly at himself for telling his other such a thing Ryou yelled back, "I'm not some stupid boy you happened to just catch in a stupid net.  I have my stupid damn reasons for being here and oddly enough I think that stupid reason is you!  How I'm going to make that stupid damn choice is beyond me!  And right now what your doing isn't helping, in fact!…"  Ryou stopped yelling, his other was looking up at him.  "oh… err, never mind."

"What the hell are you babbling on about now!"

"Nothing of importance.  I just, I just realized it might not be my decision to make."

"Oh, well that makes a lot of sense!"  Bakura picked up his curved blade.  "Anything else you would like to utter before your demise."

"Yes." 

"….  Um, I'm waiting."

Ryou, with great effort on himself, turned and shifted until he managed to pull his bag in front of him, shuffling through papers he quickly pulled one out, examined it then folded it so it could fit through the small netting.  It floated to his feet.  "What's this?"  Actually curious Bakura bent and picked up the hastily folded paper.  Still kneeling he unfolded it looked at the contents himself.  There he was, an unmistakable sketch of himself, kneeling on the ground, he was defeated.  "What the hell is this!"  He clutched the paper in one hand.

"…It's you.  Proof enough to let me down."

"No, I greatly disagree.  It's proof enough that I should kill you, now."

"Let me down!"

"We are not fighting on this!"  To prove his point Bakura held the bent blade in the air threateningly.

Sagging a bit, the prisoner trapped within the net faltered, then looked down, hopelessly before once more staring Bakura in the eyes.  "Fine.  Then if I am to die I will have no other but you kill me, agreed, other."  For some strange reason the sharpness in the boys voice cut at the knife wielder.  He recovered quickly enough.  "Well, I should think that obvious, other."  He had meant to sting the child in the net like the boy had done to him. 

"No.   I want your word.  You are to kill me, no other.  I will settle for no other."

"What the hell are you playing at.  What do you know that I do not!."

"Apparently I know nothing.  Swear it!"  Oh, Ryou knew the foolishness in which he spoke, also the daring and taunting manning that could very well provoke his death.  But, he still did believe he was to die.  The whole thing was surreal.  Yet, still, he hissed out these words.

"No."

"What?!"

"I won't obey you, foolish mortal!"

"Then I live, which you, my gracious other, can't seem to tolerate.  Is it not your 'duty' to kill me, O great warrior!"  What was he doing, baiting his other on; he had already pushed the one beneath him far too far.

"Fine.  If you want to die so badly, you have my word that I shall kill you!"

"I don't want to die, don't be an idiot!"  Ryou snapped back.

"Than what the hell do you want!"

"For the last blasted time, I want down!"

"Arghhh!"

"Argghh!"

They both turned away from each other, each crossing the arms over their chest, each looking away in angered annoyance. 

Bakura was fuming inside.  Why the hell was this child able to press so many damn buttons.  Then the child gasped, making Bakura's head turn to look up at what had scared him.  But the child wasn't scared at all, in fact, he looked as if he was conveying no emotions at all, he merely stared straight ahead, eyes unseeing.  It lasted for about ten seconds, though it seemed much longer to Bakura, and although he didn't know it, to Ryou as well.  When the child brought a hand up to cover his eyes Bakura asked, no demanded what the hell was wrong with him.  He knew nothing of the visionists.

Before Ryou could answer a twig snapped in the distance taking full reign of Bakura's interests.  Putting a finger to his lips in silent warning he moved swiftly away from the net but with the height in which Ryou hanged he could see all to well what was about to happen.  The Unknown Warrior of Fiend, the creature that was a creature, though wore the body of a human was heading straight towards them.  He was at the Witches hut, what had happened to her?  Ryou paled.  What would happen to him? 

As if things weren't bad enough, what with the Unknown Warrior of Fiend, cruel other, the net, his bunched up legs, and his latest vision Ryou thought that nothing worse could possibly happen. 

And then it rained.

"Crap."

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Draggy:  Crap is right.  I wanted to write more, but have been hogging the computer, and that means I can't write the squirrel story if I want to post this as soon as I do.  Meaning the squirrel story would cause you an extra day to wait, so I am afraid you all shall have to wait till the next chapter, which shouldn't be too long, a few days at best.  I wanted to move on to the Joey/Tristen part too, drats.  Blast, the time it takes to write!

[1]  Um, I do not know the name of these blades.  If you do, could you please tell me, or if you can find out.  I would be most grateful.  They are basically the same blades that Katra's gundamn wields, Sandrocks' weapons.  Lol, the blonde guy from Gundamn Wing.  Once more, I would be most grateful.  ^-^ 

Anyway.

So far the duel monsters mentioned are…

Kuribo

Basic Insect

Change Of Heart

Dragon Guardian

Black Forest Witch

Mysterious Puppeteer

Unknown Warrior Of Fiend

Silver Fang

Creatures not yet in, but will be for sure are…

Hyozanryu  (sooo pretty!)

Blue Eyes White Dragon (mentioned)

Dark Magician (though may be called Black Magician)

If I forgot anyone… else you would like to see one.  Please tell me.  ANY duel monster, I'm sure I could work them in. 

And don't worry, though it may be obvious I'll tell you at the end of the chapters when I add new monsters that they are there and, errr, duel monsters.