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Metalsilverarmor23: Glad you like! I personally like both Mokuba/Seto and Yami/Yugi brotherly mush. It's so sweet! I myself have an older brother who's not very protective so it's nice to write about others, you know? Anyway, glad you like, hope this chapter lives up to the other chapters
Hikari Lunar: Mwhaa… not giving away my plot, but Ryou does have a bit of a plot in this story
Etherelemental: Lol, you think so, as long as it got the point across, apparently you get it P There is a little bit of the point to it. It is slow, but I hate it when someone gets hurt, then BANG they're better, you know what I mean? I want to make it slightly realistic, and if I'm going to do so, I'm going ot make it fun )
Jaganthunder: You too? Mokuba's a sweetie, I love the inter action between he and his brother. Thanks for the review!
Millennium HeartsPart 12; Encounter with the Devil
…ou…
…
…Ryou…
…hm…?
…Ryou…
…mommy, come back…
…Ryou?…
…I love you mommy…
… … … RYOU YOU STUPID IDIOT, GET UP!
"But I wanna ride the pony – huh?"
Stupid! You're going to be late for school!
"AHH!"
Bakura couldn't help but chuckle at his vessel's panic. Really… that pharaoh's brat was rubbing of on him. He watched Ryou dress quickly and shove some sort of sugar in his mouth, something he called a 'poptart.'
Finally, Ryou was ready and he ran out of the apartment, shoving the apartment door closed behind him.
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Amanda Simmons sighed lightly and gently placed a stray strand of blond hair behind her pierced ear. Her blue eyes lazily scanned the area of the school. Kids were running in and out, mostly in. She rolled her eyes and pulled a shirt down with one hand while clutching her book tighter to her chest. She made sure her book bag was secure before walking off into the distance, as far away from the school as she was allowed.
It was her lunch break, and she really wasn't hungry, what she really wanted to do was read the book she had gotten from the library. Of course, she couldn't read this in the school, of course not. Not only was it not the good scenery and too noisy, but it wouldn't sit too well with her talkative, 'popular' friends. She herself wasn't usually into reading, but she had borrowed a horror novel about this group of friends that wondered off into the woods and was slowly getting picked off by this serial killer that the cops were trying to catch. Not only was it very suspenseful, but also very… gruesome. She was surprised herself that she was enjoying this book so much.
Once Amanda was a good distance away she plopped her book-bag to the ground and was about to sit herself on the ground so she could read her book, when she heard a quiet rustle in the bushes behind her. She cocked her head slightly. Who would be all the way out here, besides an avid reader like herself of course. (She snickered at the thought of referring to herself as an 'avid reader'.)
Wait, something was pulling her back to the book and back to the school.
She shook her head. No, that was just the paranoia of reading a horror story. She summed up her courage and peered through the bush.
Her high-pitched scream was heard all the way in the school building.
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"Got an sixes?"
"Go fish." Yami sighed and dropped his cards. He rested an elbow on the table and stared lazily at his aibou. "Tell me again what the point is to this game?"
"You have to get all four numbers –"
"I know that, I mean why are we playing this game when we should be practicing our duel monsters?"
Yugi patiently picked up a card from the pile and scanned over his hand. Once he was satisfied there was nothing he could do, he looked up at Yami. "You need to do something else besides obsess over me or the cards, your turn, you need some kind of life."
"Yes but… go fish? What kind of name is that?"
"What kind of name is blue eyes white dragon, now will you please go?"
Yami was about to protest when the game door was flung open, and in strode none other than Ryou – or rather his other form.
Yugi winced and waited for Yami to throw all the cards down and start yelling at Bakura for barging in – but not came. Yugi stared open mouthed at both yamis.
"Close your mouth." Bakura snapped. "Unless you want to catch flies."
Yami calmly set his cards down and stood up with his arms crossed, but not in a threatening manner. "What happened?"
Bakura frowned and nodded in Yugi's direction. Yugi also folded his arms and didn't move. "I want to know."
Yami stared into Bakura's eyes. Bakura wanted Yugi to leave? "Does Ryou know?" He asked softly.
Bakura shifted slightly, and Yugi was shocked to see a tint of embaressment. "No – well, he knows, but…"
Yugi immediately shot to his feet. "Did something happen to my friends?" He asked, worried for their safety.
Bakura shook his head and looked once again at Yami, giving the subtle hint. Yami took it and nodded to Yugi. "I'll tell you after, please aibou, go upstairs."
Yugi frowned, but slowly moved back towards the steps. He flashes a small grin and said, "Try not to kill each other!" before running up the stair and shutting the door to his room.
"Speak." Yami commanded. "What has happened that you deem neither aibous should hear."
"Some was killed at the school today."
"Anyone we know?"
"No, it was just some student who ran off to do something, some chick found her, definitely informed everyone else." He rubbed his ear from the memory.
"What else?"
"I saw it," he said softly "The body. I wouldn't let aib-" He caught himself. He was definitely getting too soft. He ignored Yami's small smile and tired again. "I wouldn't let Ryou see it. It looked like the work of Jichori."
Yami could feel the frown deepen. "How can you tell?"
"The girl was raped and brutally beaten… before he dismembered her."
Yami felt the growl deep in his throat. "yes," He snarled, "That does sound like Jichori." Just the name sounded like poison on his tongue. "We need to catch him before he does anything else."
"Thank-you pharaoh obvious…"
"Shut-up."
Bakura smirked but said no more. "So what are you going to do?"
Yami thought a moment, before answering. "I'm going to drop Yugi off at Kaiba's, then check out this site for myself."
Bakura snorted. "Taking advantage of being separate, are we?"
Yami rolled his eyes and asked, "Tell me again why you're helping me?"
"Because, pharaoh, I may be a thief, but I don't murder people – at least not like that." He paused. "I didn't get to search the area because I wasn't sure how long I could block Ryou from the site."
Yami felt a small smile turn his lips up. "You know…" He started, "I may have been wrong about you ever achieving separation…"
"Pharaoh…" Bakura growled, failing at his attempt to save himself from embarrassment of being 'good'. "Say one more word…"
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Seto Kaiba took his third helping of Tylenol for the day. "Tell me again why I agreed to babysit a sixteen year old whose just as loud as my ten-year-old brother?" He asked his reflection in the mirror.
Because it's either him or you, and you're not leaving the place without Mokuba – and neither of the two loud-mouths running around the house was going to see what had happened, even if the general mess had been cleaned up. Seto answered his own question.
Yes, Yami had come over and explained everything to Seto. He also told him, he suspected Mokuba as a target and that he should watch him very carefully, of course, Seto took it as an insult, but Yami managed to explain that he didn't mean it as one, only that he should be careful, and calmly asked if he could watch his aibou so he didn't have to see the gruesome scene –not that Seto liked Yugi or anything, he just didn't think it would be right for someone so innocent to see such a sight, he wasn't even sure he wanted to see it (not that he would admit it).
Seto cringed as the two boys ran around the house again, yelling something about 'poking' and a tickle battle. 'Oh yes,' Seto thought as he shoved another Tylenol pill down his throat. 'He owes me BIG'.
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Yami frowned. His brow was creased with worry and disgust and his arms were crossed tightly over his chest. Yes, the police had cleared the scene, but there was still patches of blood everywhere, and a few small pieces the police had missed.
Yami tensed. The dark night seemed to be growing darker and a feeling of dread came over his body like a tidal wave. "Whose there? Show yourself!"
The shadows gathered to one spot as the bushes parted. Out stepped a tan man, he was wrapped his a white robe, jewelry hung from his neck down to his feet. His black hair was wild and all over the place. His ears were pierced with large golden pyramids and his deep red eyes seemed to burn a whole through Yami – a typical Egyptian. Yami scowled at the memory. It was slowly coming back to him – the smirk, the eyes, the body posture. Yes, he was almost certain, this was Jochori.
"Heh… it's so nice to see you again, my pharaoh." Jochori bowed deeply, a mocking smirk on his lips. Yami growled.
"You! Why are you here?"
Jochori snickered as he raised himself to his full six-foot height. "Ah yes, the stupid pharaoh. The one who always asked questions that he either knows the answer, but still asks the question, or he's too stupid to know and really needs to ask the same question over and over."
"Answer me!" Yami growled. He wasn't thrilled at being laughed at.
"As you wish." Jochori's smirk turned downwards and a possessed look came upon his face. "I'm here for revenge. I'm here to destroy you and take what is rightfully mine!"
"Yours? What did I do to you other than stop you?"
"You idiot!" He snapped. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "Yes, they told me the great pharaoh had lost most of his memories." He opened his eyes. "Well then, I shall add one more memory to your list. You didn't think that killing me before I got to the heart was enough, no. You cursed me with a card and kept me locked up in a black gold shaped heart buried deep in the sand." He sneered, "Yes, the irony of it. But the wonderful thing about this day and age is that they seem to be finding more and more new things buried deep in the sand." Yami's eyes narrowed. "Yes, they found that heart and despite orders not to play with it, one idiot did. He freed me! And now I am free to take my revenge on you and take what first belonged to me!" A mechanical laugh followed his speech. Yami bared his teeth.
"I will stop you again, make no mistake!"
"HA!" Jochori cried. "You don't have the magical powers you had before. Besides," A sly grin appeared on his dark face. "I know something you don't know," He continued with a sing-song voice, "and I'm going to take something very precious from you…"
Yami's eyes widened. He lunged forward and grabbed Jochori's robe. Yami growled in his face and lifted him up. "Don't you dare touch Yugi."
"Yugi…" Despite his position, the smirk remained on his face. "Is that is name?"
Yami's grip tightened. "I swear, if you lay a finger on him…"
Jochori blinked innocently, "Oh, I'm sorry…" A dark smirk formed on his tanned face. "Too late."
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"Come on Yugi!"
"Wait Mokuba! Where are we going? This place is so…big! How can you find anything in here?"
"I don't know… come on Yugi! Don't tell me you're tired already!" Mokuba stopped and grinned back at his friend. Yugi was panting and leaning against the hallway wall.
"As much as can be expected after running around a four story house. I didn't know they made houses this big!"
Mokuba laughed nervously. "Heh heh… yea… anyway, we're here!" Yugi smiled and stood up from his leaning position.
"Where is 'here'?" He walked to where Mokuba stood in front of a door. Yugi raised an eyebrow. He gazed around the doorway. It was shut and locked with at least fifty bolt locks of various kinds all around. There were to cameras set right beside the door and one right above. Yugi stole a sideways glance at Mokuba, afraid to breathe for fear he'd make one wrong move and get shot or something. "Does Kaiba know I'm up here?"
Mokuba giggled and shrugged. "It's alright. I know he knows you wouldn't steal anything" He paused to think over what he just said. "Well, I know you won't steal anything, so it should be okay." He grinned over at Yugi who smiled back.
"So… what is this place?" Instead of answering, Mokuba looked up at the center camera and called, "Hey, Maxwell, open up the door please." To Yugi's surprise, all bolts and locks suddenly clicked and the door squeaked open.
"Woa…"
Mokuba laughed and lead Yugi through the door. When Yugi saw the contents of the room, his eyes nearly bulged out of his head. "Wow…" Mokuba snickered at his reaction and left him staring while he walked to the center of the room and clicked on the light.
"I didn't even know there were so many cards in existence…" Indeed, the room was full of dueling cards. Monster cards, ritual cards, magic cards, you name it. There were thousands of cards, each one carefully placed in a glace box in a glass case. Yugi leaned over to the nearest case and read, "Thorn Kingdom… I didn't even know there was such a card."
Mokuba nodded. "Some of these are Seto's own personal card collection that he has only one copy of, and some are still being made."
"Wow…" was all Yugi could say. His examined the room carefully. "Hey Mokuba," He asked. "What's in the room back there?" It was a black door in the far, dark corner of the room.
"Oh, that? Those are Seto's favorite cards, I'm not even allowed back there."
"You mean he has more?!" Mokuba shrugged as Yugi shook his head in disbelief. His grandpa didn't even have this many cards in his shop! Yugi looked down at one particular card. "Hey, this card looks cool."
Mokuba looked at the card Yugi was pointing to. It was the 'seal evil card.' "Yea," Mokuba explained, "It's one of the magic cards my brother got from Pegasus' collection."
"You mean Pegasus made this card?"
"No, Pegasus found it in the sand, like most of the cards he made." Mokuba shrugged and pulled it out of the case. "Seto never used it before, do you want it?"
Yugi's eyebrows shot up. "Would Kaiba let me have it?"
"Sure, he gave the card to me anyway. This row," He pointed to the extra long case there were looking at, "Is cards Seto gave to me for when I get old enough to duel." He handed Yugi the card. "You can have it." Yugi gratefully took it. "Thanks a lot, I hope Yami will like it."
Mokuba laughed "Don't be too grateful, my brother said it's a really weak magic card, he used it once, but it didn't do anything, so don't get too excited. Hey, do you want to place some video games?"
"Sure!" As the boys turned to leave, something crashed – something that sounded like valuable glass and that something came from the back room.
Mokuba whirled around and glared at the dark corner. "Hey! Whose there? You shouldn't be in here! You're going to be in big trouble! Come out right now!"
There was a shuffle of feet and the sound of someone stepping on the glass before someone said, "As you wish."
Mokuba gulped and whispered, "I didn't expect them to answer…" A thought suddenly dawned on him, his attention went back to the person slowly coming towards them "Hey! How'd you get in here?"
A small boot appeared then the leg, followed by the small body. Along with the small body was a small face with ears that stuck out. He was tan and had markings all over his body. He had green wild hair and he had long, golden strands in his ear. He was hunched over, and his hands were long and bony. He wore a sadistic grin as he licked his lips. "Children shouldn't play with doors open."
Yugi frowned and stepped in front of Mokuba. It was probably his fault the guy was here, it usually was, so why get Mokuba involved? Oh how he wished Yami were here! He would know what to do.
"What do you want?"
The man's grin widened. "I want you're heart!" He lunged forward and both Yugi and Mokuba screeched slightly and ran out of he room with their pursuer close behind.
"SEEEEETOOOO!" Mokuba called out. Mokuba led Yugi to the stairs, but no! The man was faster and jumped in front of them, blocking their escape. He licked his lips. "Come and play with me…"
'Quick!' Yugi thought. 'What would Yami do?' One thing came to mind, the one thing he did best. "Wait!" Yugi cried, "I challenge you to a duel!" It didn't come out quite as bold as he had hoped, and without the response he wanted. The man's green hair bobbed as he laughed. "You don't think I'll fall for that, do you? I know you're the 'King of Games' and you have the little brother of the famous Seto Kaiba." He licked his lips hungrily. "You stick to what you do best, and I'll stick to what I do best." As he stepped closer, Yugi and Mokuba stepped back, almost to the wall. Mokuba poked his head out from behind Yugi and shouted, "My big brother will get you!"
The man stopped his advances and laughed. "Oh? And where is he know?"
"I'm right here!" He whirled around to come face to face with Seto Kaiba's hard fist. He was sent sprawling on the ground. He jumped up to fight back, but was only rewarded with a swift kick to his stomach and Seto Kaiba looming over him with his hands gripping his shirt. "How did you get in here?"
The small man grinned, showing his pointy, yellow teeth. "You're cameras don't catch everything Seto Kaiba." He swung his leg out and kneed Kaiba in the stomach sending him back into the railing. Kaiba hit his head off of a pole, which sent his vision into a million pieces for a few moments.
"Big brother!" Mokuba cried, ready to run to his brother's rescue at any time. Yugi could only watch, wishing that Yami had never left.
The smaller man laughed hysterically as Kaiba stood up, wobbling a bit. 'I won't let you harm my brother." He promised. He threw a punch in the intruder's direction, but due to his equilibrium being off from the fall, the man easily dodged it and kicked him in the stomach. Before Kaiba could react, the man reached into his sleeve and grabbed a hidden knife. He leapt over Kaiba, the knife aimed for his stomach.
"SETO!" Mokuba cried, running to his brother's aid. There was another cry and a sudden flash of green the lit up the whole house.
Hope the longness of this chapter makes up! Well, maybe it's not LONG per say, but longer. You think? Anyway, I've finally reached to where I had written before, so now you'll just have to wait till I finish writing the next chapter. Although, I can say that reviewing WILL encourage me to write more faster (coughintcough) (Subtle as a bull in a china shop, ne? .:insert smiley-sticking-tongue-out face:.
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