Kinsako- TaDaa! New chapter! Just over a week after I last updated! And, I am now
officailly 18! Whoo, such a thrill.
Tonde- Still not old enough to drink.
Kinsako- Yessss. Bakamono New Brunswick laws.
Tonde- Meh. You can buy lottery tickets.
Kinsako- u.u. Wow. Such a privilege.
This is a story is done completely spur of the moment, I have no idea what the plot is yet, I'm just making it up as I go along. Oh, and I liked the first song fic I did, so I decided to do another.
*Warning* This story contains Yaoi, or a guy on guy couple. Don't like it, don't read it.
It's that simple. Flames will be used to set fire to spare soul cards. This story is rather
angsty, with a lot of violence and such.
You have been warned.
Kinsako- And, I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, in any part or way, nor do I own any other copyrighted items, such as songs by Linkin Park.
Kinsako- And I would like to thank all the nice people who reviewed:
SweetMisery1- Arigato! I had a wonderful birthday! Hehe. I hope I'm not just leading up
to a big let down, but meh. We'll just have to wait and see. I'm not sure if I'm going to
turn this into a lemon, I've never actually done one before. No, I don't take you as a
pervert, I'm pretty fond of lemons myself. ;)
Shiny Possessed Kitsune Girl- Yayayayayaya!!! Thank you muchly! hug I'm so glad
to hear my story is done well. I don't know how great my writing talent is, but I do love
doing it, so I guess that's really all that matters. :-D! I'm glad you liked this chapter, and
didn't fins it boring. Awww. This review makes me feel so warm and fuzzy!
Luna- Here go! Next chapter! I'm glad you liked my bits on Ryou, I researched it quite
well to make sure it was accurate.
Kiryu- Yummy! Candy bar! Domo Arigato! I'm glad you like my fic, this is my favorite
paring as well. I know this chapter was a bit dull, I hope you like this one better! :)
Thunder, the one and only- Ah yes, the one and only true Thunder. Sorry I didn't
inform you of this story as soon as I got it up, I didn't know if you'd like this couple.
Anyway, I'm very glad you like my story Jess, and I hope this gives you a bit of insight
into why Bakura is such a jerk. And it's Ryou, not Bakura. (sorry, just had to point that
out :P)
Zorra Lombardi- Two things: One- I'm very glad you like my story and think their
personification is accurate, and Two- go find this person who makes you fell like this,
AND SLAP THEM ACROSS THE FACE!! Tell them you have it on very good authority
that they're a rotten person, and Karma will catch up to them. People like this make me so
freaking mad I could almost break the three-fold law! You deserve better! I don't even
know you, but I do have just enough sixth sense to tell which people are basically good,
and which are more or less bad. This person sucks! I would advise, the first chance you
get tell them exactly how you feel, and if they truly care about you, tell them to stop, or
leave! I know it's hard, Gods it's hard to just stop loving people because they hurt you,
but is it worth it to live your life in Hell? I believe when we die we will have to answer to
every moment we were unhappy when we could have done something to change it!
That's a basic belief of witches, that our life is of our own making, everything around us
that we don't like is ours to change! Change you life! Change your mind! Change your
love! Is it really worth dying over? There are others in your life who love you, love them
back instead of this person. (Oh, and I realize that I may sound hypocritical after how I've
written this story, but you have to understand, this is not real life. If this was real, I would
shake Bakura silly until he realized what he's doing. But then again, it seems I already
have someone else doing that, eh? Heheh. Foreshadowing.)
Dedicated to- All the nice people who made my birthday the best ever!!!
Mom (thanks muchly mommy, me in a dress, can you picture it?) Darlene (thank you
second mommy!) Clayton (Hehehe! Love and Peace!) Matt (Ohh yess, they had it
coming! Grrr. Evil art teacher from HELL!) Amanda (Ah! Hail the art goddess for the
gracious gift of Smut!) Josh (Yay! Movies for me! Thank you Baka no hentai!) Mike
(Ohhhh. Pretty. We likes our precious.) Koral (Muffin!) Jenn (Yayayayay! I so happy to
hear from you! Best possible gift I could ever get!) Katie (Pretty origami! Thank you!)
Joanne (O.O Thank you! Fan art of the most kawaii couple ever! And the calendar is
awesome!) Jess (Hehehehe. Another heart attack, yes? Always great to hear from you)
Ruth (Yay! Poem war!)
Kinsako- Gomen nasai, ever so sorry I waited so long before updating, but I was sick for over a week and had to go to the hospital, and then I had to scramble to hand in all my assignements before the break. Here's the update to all those who were ever so kind to read this story and ask for more! Hope you like it! This chapter is extra long as an apology!
/…/ is Hikari to Yami
//…// is Yami to Hikari
~...~ is song lyrics
... is ... figured it out yet?
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Fallen- Chapter 3
Lying From You
~"When I pretend everything is what I want it to be
I look exactly like what you always wanted to see"~
Darkness. Familiar, unforgettable, suffocating darkness. I blinked in confusion, and my
eyes roamed through the strange ebony clouds around me. Why did this place feel so
familiar, yet so cold? I shook my head roughly, trying to sort through my mind for an
answer. Darkness... dark... shadow...
The Shadow Realm!
I snarled and whirled around. How in Set's name did I get here?! The last thing I
remember, I had fallen asleep in the chambers of my soul room after dealing with my
pathetic vessel. My eyes darted from side to side, ever wary of this dark realm's magic. It
wasn't possible that the Pharaoh or Tomb Keeper had discovered my presence, so who
else had the power to banish me here?
You would be surprised how many have such power. A soft voice whispered.
I whipped around, searching for the source of the voice, but saw nothing but darkness all
around me. I eased a dagger from the sleeve of my cloak, and scanned the surrounding area.
"Show yourself!" I snarled, "Or face a fate far worse than you could possibly imagine."
A crystalline laugh echoed through the shadows.
Oh really dark servant of Zork Necrophedius? The voice said idly. And what would that be?
~"When I pretend, I can't forget about the criminal I am
Stealing second after second just cause I know I can but"~
My eyes widened. No one alive knew of my connection to the dark master of the
Millennium items, not even the Pharaoh himself. I bared my teeth in a snarl. The magic
of the Shadow realm swirled ominously around me, and I glanced around edgily.
"How do you know of the things of which you speak?" I demanded testily.
I know of many things, Bakura. I know of your past, and the unspeakable deeds which
you have done in you quest to posses the Millennium items. I know of your current
imprisonment in the Millennium Ring. And... The voice paused. I know of how you
treat your hikari. I know of the torment and pain you inflict upon him.
~"I can't pretend this is the way it'll stay I'm just
trying to bend the truth
I can't pretend I'm who you want me to be, so I'm..."~
I narrowed my eyes. "So what if I do? He is my is my host, and I will do with him what I see fit."
The dark magic of the Shadow Realm began to change, and I glanced around nervously. I
didn't like being watched by something I couldn't see.
You shouldn't speak so lightly of your actions, Tomb Raider. No mortal is safe from the
consequences of their mistakes.
"I am far beyond the limitations that govern mortals." I snapped. "I fear nothing in this
world or beyond, and regret none of the things I have done in my quest for ultimate power."
No regrets Bakura? The voice questioned. So, you feel nothing for the aibou whom
you have sacrificed to protect? You care nothing for the hikari who saved you from an
eternity of darkness?
~"Lying my way from you
No turning back now
I wanna be pushed aside so let me go"~
I snarled. How dare they mock me! I show feelings towards no one, they are only a sign of weakness and will destroy you in the end. "I feel nothing towards my pathetic excuse for a host. I protect him only because it is in my own best interests!"
~"No turning back now
Let me take back my life, I'd rather be all alone
No turning back now"~
The voice laughed softly. Who are you trying to convince Bakura? Me, or yourself?
I growled, and clenched my fists. "I care nothing for that fucking weakling! I wouldn't
care if he dropped dead, I would just find myself a new host!"
There was a pause, and the magic surrounding me slowly returned to normal.
~"Anywhere on my own cause I can see
No turning back now
The very worst part of you is me"~
Very well Tomb Raider. The voice said slowly. You shall see what happens when
you make such statements to the Mieru Dakedo Mienai Mono...
A laugh filled the Shadow Realm, and the darkness slowly closed in around me.
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(Not the end! This is going to be a pretty long chapter, so keep reading! It's just getting
good!)
~"I remember what they taught to me
Remember condescending talk of who I ought to be"~
I gasped suddenly, and bolted upright. I glanced wildly at my surrounding, but seeing
only the dark walls of my soul room, I slowly relaxed. A dream. I shook my head
violently. What was wrong with me?!
I growled slightly and slid off my bed. I wandered my soul room slowly, taking in for the
millionth time the treasures that filled the dark tomb. This is the reflection of my soul, a
memory of all the tombs I plundered in my time, and the countless treasures I stole. Dark,
Deadly, Priceless...
Empty.
I snarled, and swiped angrily at a gold inlaid urn. It shattered as it hit the stone floor, and
the sound echoed through the chambers of my soul.
This is what I have become. Three thousand years of darkness, of imprisonment and
emptiness. What was I? I was a shadow of the man I once was, a specter of the past that
should have long ago been buried.
~Remember listening to all of that and this again
So I pretended up a person who was fitting in"~
But... this is how it had always been. Alone. Fighting for my survival. Everything I ever
cared about was ripped from me and destroyed.
My thoughts wandered slowly back to Kuruelna. My village. My people. I can still
remember it, even though I had been very young when the people of my village were
slaughtered by the army of the pharaoh. My life was... different then, to say the least. My
village was a tribe of thieves, but they were not bad people. I can almost see it when I
close my eyes, can almost feel the warm sun against my skin as I played with my
brothers and sisters, can almost hear my mother's soft voice and my father's hearty laugh.
Sometimes, if I concentrate hard enough I swear I was back there, and for one moment, I
can almost feel the light...
And then, it vanishes. And I am left with nothing but the darkness and hate that has eaten
my soul alive. I hate myself. I hate the pharaoh. I hate the world that has damned me to
this eternal hell. And I hate... I hate...
Ryou.
~"And now you think this person really is me and I'm
Trying to bend the truth
But the more I push the more I'm pulling away cause I'm"~
I scream, and slam my fist into the wall. There is a sickening crunch, and I wince as I feel
the bones in my fingers shatter. Ryou. Ryouryouryouryou!! He is everything that I'm not.
He's the light and innocence that was ripped from my soul when I sealed myself in this
cursed ring. He's the angel to the demon that I am. He's my keeper, he's everything I
wished I could have been. I....
...love him.
~"Lying my way from you
No turning back now
I wanna be pushed aside so let me go"~
I snarl, snatch one of the gilded ornamental knives from the wall, and drag in heavily down my arm. The blade leaves a trail of white hot pain as it parts my skin, and I let out my breath in a hiss. I squeeze my eyes shut. I don't... I can't love him. Love is a weakness. Weakness is what got me stuck in this eternal damnation in the first place. I will never show weakness again.
~"No turning back now
Let me take back my life I'd rather be all alone
No turning back now"~
I open my eyes, and calmly wipe the knife on my shirt. The cuts begin to close over even as I watch, and I smile softly. The sight of blood always pleases me, and has a somewhat calming effect on me. I set the knife back in its place on the wall, and stalk slowly through my soul room. This is what I am. I am dark. I am powerful. And I am empty. All that is left of me is the hatred and revenge I swore so long ago. I will never die. I will never stop. I will never feel again. I will never let anyone else hurt me.
~"This isn't what I wanted to be, I never thought that what I said would
have you running from me"~
I stride slowly down the hallway that runs between our soul rooms. I will never let him
turn into what I am. I will make him strong. I will make him numb to the pain that the
world will inflict upon him. I don't care what it takes.
You shouldn't speak so lightly of your actions, Tomb Raider. No mortal is safe from the
consequences of their mistakes.
I stop suddenly at the end of the hallway as the soft voice from my dreams filters into my
thoughts. I blink slowly into the darkness that forms suddenly in front of me. The Mieru
Dakedo Mienai Mono... the Ones you can see, but you can't see. Could it be...?
I growl and shake my head. No! Such thing are only stories. The Ones who cannot be
seen are only a fairytale of the times. Spirits, gods, angels, and demons do not exist.
I close my eyes and step into the darkness. I sneer as I feel my spirit taking control of my
host's body. The truth of reality is clear to me. The truth of life lies only in power. Power
over others, power over those weaker than you, the power to destroy all those who
oppose you, and all the ones who have wronged you.
I open my eyes slowly as my hikari's soul in forced into his soul room, and my soul
settles into his body. This is real. Power is real. Hate, vengeance, and pain are real. Our
minds touch for a second, and for a moment his feelings and emotions wash over me,
filling my soul. Surprise, and a touch of fear flow over me, and something deeper.
Something I can no longer recognize...and underlying compassion and love for
everything around him. Love... it's not real... it doesn't exist...it's...
~"Anywhere on my own cause I can see
No turning back now
The very worst part of you
The very worst part of you is ME"~
...Ryou.
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... and there you have it! Well, I'm quite pleased with myself! It's two in the morning, and I finally got this finished.
Wow. Quite an interesting chapter. Man, getting inside Bakura's head is hard, it too a lot
of research. Well, there's a few things here I think need explaining:
1)Zork Necrophedius is... well, no one's really 100% sure of what he is. He is a spirit
from ancient Egypt, and he has strong connections to the millennium items. Some people
think he is the true evil spirit of all the items (like the guy in the PS game Forbidden
Memories), it is known for sure that he does have some connection to Bakura, and
Bakura is rumored to have some kind of pact with him. I don't know too much about it,
so I'm not going any further into that story, I just thought I'd throw that in because I
needed something about Bakura that Yami and the rest don't know.
2) Kuruelna was Bakura's village in ancient Egypt. It was a society of thieves and tomb
robbers. The creator of the millennium items sacrificed 99 lives from this village to
create the items, and it's rumored he ordered the rest of the village slaughtered. Bakura
was able to hide as a small child, but watched his family and friends massacred. Ouch.
No wonder he hates the yami. To be fair though, Yami's father, the pharaoh, who ordered
the creation of the millennium items, knew nothing of this slaughter, and neither did Yami.
3) Bakura does have a tendency to self-mutilation, it's shown a few times in the manga.
My stories are a combination of both the anime and the manga, I like to have my
characters as diverse as I can.
Anyway, I'm beat, and off to bed as soon as I post this. If you really like my story, the best way you could possibly show it is to review. Good or Bad, point out my flaws, or tell me what parts you like.
Thanks to everyone who read this, even if you didn't like it, you're still all awesome for
reading it! :) Vanilla Coke and Starbursts for all!