Another chapter up! Yay!
LariaKaiba: You can't have cookies Yani!
A Neo Okami named Wolfy: I didn't ignore your review. I didn't get a review from you for chapter 3... and I replied to your chapter 2 review in the beginning of that chapter. But thankies for the compliment!
Sakura: Wee! takes cookies and starts eating Yes... it's VERY obvious! XD I like cookies too!
Mikari-Star: Yes... Kura-kun is being VERY mean.
This is one of my favorite stories so far! And just to inform you all, I'm planning a sequel to this and a sequel to the sequel! So it'll be a trilogy!
---Bakura---
I opened my mouth to shriek, but I managed not to so I wouldn't make my dad freak out. I had forgotten about my arm when I saw my ruined drawing, but the pain came back. It seared up my arm and my face grimaced with pain. Obviously it wanted my attention, so I quickly went to the bathroom to fix up my wound. I gently washed it, wincing slightly as the water came in contact with the wound, making it seem like tiny needles were poking my skin.
After I had washed it, I rummaged around the drawers to look for bandages. Then I started wrapping it up.
Don't wrap it up... I like your blood...
I froze. Panic filled my body once again as I looked around wildly, trying to find out who said that.
Don't panic little Amane... I won't hurt you.
I relaxed slightly at his reassuring voice, but I still looked around for the source. But what he said next made me start to panic again.
Yet.
"Who are you?!" I called out. Nothing but silence answered me back and I immediately thought I was going crazy.
But then he appeared.
He materialized right beside me and my eyes widened, not believing what I saw. He smirked at me, seeing my obvious fear.
"R-Ryou..." I started nervously, not believing who was in front of me, and he started laughing coldly, sending unwanted shivers up my spine. Then he suddenly stopped, smirking slightly as he walked up to me.
"Is that what you think, girl?" He said just as coldly as he laughed, making me shudder.
"Do you really think that I'm your sweet, caring brother?" He asked, putting a great emphasis on the "sweet, caring" that it made me sick.
"W-Who are you?" I asked.
"Well... you could always start with calling me 'master'." He said, his smirk widening at the thought of such a title. I looked up at him, my fear instantly turning into anger at such an idea. But to my surprise, he was gone and I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Or you could call me Bakura... for a price." He said from behind me. I gasped in pain as I felt a knife getting dragged across my wounded arm, cutting the bandages and the skin underneath it. Blood started dripping down the wound, staining the bandages. But he ripped the bandages off and licked the blood off. He laughed cruelly after he did so and disappeared, not reappearing this time.
I suddenly noticed something heavy around my neck and I looked down at what was causing it. My eyes widened in shock as they saw the Millennium Ring hanging there.
'The Millennium Ring? But how'd it get here?! It was on my desk!' I thought before my wound cried out, pain flowing through my veins. So I was forced to pay attention to it.
I dwell in here...
'But why me...' I numbly thought as I bandaged my wounded arm.
I'm part of you now.
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Oooo... and now that I've introduced Bakura... I can get on with the story!
Review!
LariaKaiba: You can't have cookies Yani!
A Neo Okami named Wolfy: I didn't ignore your review. I didn't get a review from you for chapter 3... and I replied to your chapter 2 review in the beginning of that chapter. But thankies for the compliment!
Sakura: Wee! takes cookies and starts eating Yes... it's VERY obvious! XD I like cookies too!
Mikari-Star: Yes... Kura-kun is being VERY mean.
This is one of my favorite stories so far! And just to inform you all, I'm planning a sequel to this and a sequel to the sequel! So it'll be a trilogy!
---Bakura---
I opened my mouth to shriek, but I managed not to so I wouldn't make my dad freak out. I had forgotten about my arm when I saw my ruined drawing, but the pain came back. It seared up my arm and my face grimaced with pain. Obviously it wanted my attention, so I quickly went to the bathroom to fix up my wound. I gently washed it, wincing slightly as the water came in contact with the wound, making it seem like tiny needles were poking my skin.
After I had washed it, I rummaged around the drawers to look for bandages. Then I started wrapping it up.
Don't wrap it up... I like your blood...
I froze. Panic filled my body once again as I looked around wildly, trying to find out who said that.
Don't panic little Amane... I won't hurt you.
I relaxed slightly at his reassuring voice, but I still looked around for the source. But what he said next made me start to panic again.
Yet.
"Who are you?!" I called out. Nothing but silence answered me back and I immediately thought I was going crazy.
But then he appeared.
He materialized right beside me and my eyes widened, not believing what I saw. He smirked at me, seeing my obvious fear.
"R-Ryou..." I started nervously, not believing who was in front of me, and he started laughing coldly, sending unwanted shivers up my spine. Then he suddenly stopped, smirking slightly as he walked up to me.
"Is that what you think, girl?" He said just as coldly as he laughed, making me shudder.
"Do you really think that I'm your sweet, caring brother?" He asked, putting a great emphasis on the "sweet, caring" that it made me sick.
"W-Who are you?" I asked.
"Well... you could always start with calling me 'master'." He said, his smirk widening at the thought of such a title. I looked up at him, my fear instantly turning into anger at such an idea. But to my surprise, he was gone and I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Or you could call me Bakura... for a price." He said from behind me. I gasped in pain as I felt a knife getting dragged across my wounded arm, cutting the bandages and the skin underneath it. Blood started dripping down the wound, staining the bandages. But he ripped the bandages off and licked the blood off. He laughed cruelly after he did so and disappeared, not reappearing this time.
I suddenly noticed something heavy around my neck and I looked down at what was causing it. My eyes widened in shock as they saw the Millennium Ring hanging there.
'The Millennium Ring? But how'd it get here?! It was on my desk!' I thought before my wound cried out, pain flowing through my veins. So I was forced to pay attention to it.
I dwell in here...
'But why me...' I numbly thought as I bandaged my wounded arm.
I'm part of you now.
-------
Oooo... and now that I've introduced Bakura... I can get on with the story!
Review!