Haunted Chapter I: Moving In Author's Note: I know This may seem lame or cliche, but I'm trying to put them in character, but they're hard to characterize. While even if you can't normally see a person's thoughts in a show, they're normally quick to voice them, but Ryo's too quiet, and Bakura's thought's are almost always contradictory to his previous thoughts. I figured since These two don't interact I'd give them a reason; Bakura wants something from him, that he can't just take and continue what he was doing. Oh and when Bakura says he loves Ryo (In this fic), I don't think he meant it like that, but I don't really know.
Hello diary,
No, I should call you journal, or maybe my log, something that doesn't sound pansy at least as my Dad would put it. I should give you a name maybe. I'll name you after the city I just came to; Domino. It sounds a bit lame, but it'll grow. Domino, I had to move here due to some family issues that I'll explain later, but why don't we get to know each other?
It had been normal for Ryo up until that point. Red ink dripped onto the book, "Yes, we should get to know each other." It read. This didn't normally happen when Ryo talked to inanimate objects. Ryo closed the book, "I must be getting tired, I think I'll go to bed now." He said to himself out loud. Hearing his voice sounded a bit reassuring. Ryo made sure all the boxes were in before going to sleep. His bed hadn't been put back together yet so he slept on the couch. The next morning Ryo woke up to his alarm going off, it was Friday. Ryo frowned, he didn't sleep very well that night. Ryo spent the day unpacking but something about the place didn't seem right. Ryo picked up his book haven forgotten about last night's occurrence.
"My, that was mean, I'm beginning to think you don't want to talk to me. With the way you said we should get to know each other, I was hoping we'd be able to speak a lot longer. My name is Bakura, same as your last name, but wouldn't you like to tell me something about yourself?" The ink looked as if it was just written, Ryo picked up his pen and began writing;
"I said for you to tell me something about yourself, not start pelting me with questions, but they call me Thief King, or soul stealer, which is fitting seeing as I will soon steal yours."
Ryo closed the book and went to eat lunch. He was more than disturbed after reading that and figured that he should maybe get another diary or something. Ryo went to the book store that evening. Ryo picked a black one with red stars on it. It pulled itself out of his hands and another was put in it's place. It had a pyramid in the middle and the eye of Horus border lining the top. /Get this one, it's better./ He heard as if someone were whispering in his ear, he looked and no one was there.
After leaving the store mildly disturbed, he realized that a strange voice in his head what trying to give him advice about what book to use as his diary. Ryo shook that off.
Ryo decided to go to the store, everything he put in immediately seemed to remove itself as it was replaced with meat and other things he obviously didn't eat. Ryo eventually gave up and went home. When he got in he threw down the stuff, "Alright, show yourself! If you have some problem, why don't we have that fixed, like you leaving?!" The lights went out then the temperature dropped. It was freezing cold, the air was so thing you could hardly breath, and the gravity seemed to be increasing quickly. Ryo saw a shadow form in front of him, it took his form. "Are you happy now foolish mortal?" Ryo frowned, "No, I want you to leave, I don't know what you're problem is, but you're seriously annoying me." Bakura crossed his arms, "My, that's quite a problem, you see, I can't leave, Our souls are bound together, in a way, I'm your other half." He said smirking victoriously. Ryo sat down finally giving in to the gravity, "You're lying, there's no way... How could you be me?" Bakura helped Ryo up, "It's rather complicated to explain, but I've been wanting to speak to you for so long. I'm the darker half of your soul, you could be considered the lighter half, but you're not really even half are you now? Well, no... you're not, and soon, you will be nothing, and your body will be mine." He finished with a maniacal laugh that would put a rain cloud over anyone's parade. Ryo pushed Bakura away,"So how long did it take?" Bakura started counting on his fingers, "Oh, I'd say about 3000 years." Ryo smirked, "Seems like a long time to escape from a mental facility, I didn't even know they had mental facilities back then." Bakura rolled his eyes, "Oh, you think it's funny now, but soon you'll fade away and watch as your life is run by someone else, you'll be able to see everything you're doing and it wont be out of your free will, you have no free will." Ryo shook his head, "So um...what did you say your name was?" "Bakura, same as yours." Ryo nodded, "And you think you're me?" Bakura nodded still not catching on. "Did you ever get the idea your not real? Even if you are real, and in some strange way you are me and you do end up running my life, you're still me so what difference does it make? But you can consider that when you get to the part where you actually exist. I need to stop reading horror stories." Ryo finished.
Bakura caught onto that one, and gave Ryo a quick painful slap to the face. "My, my Master, I'm sorry, perhaps I should prove to you that I'm real." He said grabbing the sennen ring under Ryo's shirt and forcing the points in his skin. And then Ryo woke up.
"Well, that was a-a..." He stopped as soon as he noticed something, the points were still in him. Ryo's first reaction was to attempt pulling out the ring, it wasn't budging. /Now, now, what do you think you're doing?/ He heard in his mind, /You can't just rip me out like that. There's just one thing I need from you that I can't force you to give me, but I don't think you need to know what it is./ Ryo frowned but tried to get ready and ignore the voice. He felt like he was being watched the whole time, and technically, he was./I don't know why you're acting so modest now, I've seen it all plenty of times and if I were a woman, maybe you could worry./ Bakura said rolling his eyes, if you could have seen the ring, the eye of Horus on it would be rolling. Bakura could help but notice the shirt Ryo put on. It was tacky, at least in his opinion. /Oh, please don't tell me you're actually going outside the apartment in that. No, no Ryo, stop! Where are you going?!/ Ryo woke up later to find himself in a striped T-shirt with a light blue jacket over it. He hadn't been anywhere and he was on his couch writing in his new log. Or what was now Bakura's log.
"Where as I've heard people normally say hello to their books they write in, I'm not a person who greets inanimate objects, maybe it's just me. Yesterday I decided to speak with my host, he acted like an A$$. Now, now my host, since I know you are reading this, I'd like to ask why you don't seem to like me very much. It really does hurt my feelings, because while it may not seem like it, I really love you."
Ryo stopped reading at that point and put the book down, 'I don't know whether to laugh or get therapy.' Ryo thought looking at the clothes he was wearing, he just shrugged and went into his room putting on the other shirt. /Ryo, it's not cold outside. It's not even warm, it's hot./ Ryo just ignored it and went out anyway, 'It's my second or third day in Domino, I already hate it.' He thought to himself. Ryo had to talk with someone at the school, unfortunately, he was beginning to notice something, he was supposed to be there at 3:00 p.m. and it was night outside.
Bakura was right, it was hot outside. Having two Sweaters on didn't help either. Ryo frowned going back in, he went out on the other side and sat on his deck.
Bakura followed, /Oh, please don't be sad. I didn't mean to upset you, I just didn't want that pervert staring at you like you were some kind of dessert bar, I'd hate for someone else to put their hands on you./ Ryo smiled going back inside, a picnic sounded like a nice idea then. He was trying so hard not to pay attention to the voices in his head, he must have been desperate. He ended up wearing the striped T-shirt anyway. He got sandwiches, donuts, sodas, fruit salad and pudding. He set up everything on the table out on the deck. Then he noticed something, the soda seemed to be drinking itself. Then it sprayed in his face, /WHAT IS THIS STUFF AND WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND WOULD DRINK IT?!?!/ He heard really loud in his mind.
Ryo cleared the soda off of his face and began eating his food that had been spared in the volcanic blast of soda. The food was taken out of his hands and began disappearing into thin air. Ryo frowned grabbing another sandwich, he was trying his hardest to ignore the spirit and the strange occurrences since he decided to talk to him, but he wasn't making it easy. /You're really determined aren't you? Apparently your determination isn't paying off, but I'll stop bugging you if you talk to me. This town, there's something about it, I think there's another boy who has a millennium item, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to speak with you. But, since I am walking around and not possessing you, you must have acknowledged me to some extent./ Bakura said attacking the fruit salad.
Ryo frowned at the strawberry being pulled out of his mouth before he even got to close it and eaten in front of his face, "You're not real." He muttered grabbing the bowl of pudding. It was strawberry, if anyone hasn't guessed by now, Ryo likes strawberries very much. Ryo spent the rest of his day trying to ignore the spirit and explain to the people he was supposed to meet at his school why he never showed up.