You thought it was over, didn't you? Oh admit it! You believed I was going to uphold the thought of having a one-shot! HAHAHAHA! Nope, I just finally got a boost now to type, guess I'm bad at typing one-shots, because they never stay as one chapter. Oh well, here ya go, still in Yami's perspective.
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Where did I ever go wrong? Ah, right, Egypt. I believe I had feelings for....Bakura then too, but of course, never showed them. Not a sign. He never noticed, I gave him more respect than anyone, but he just saw me as a curse.
But that was Egypt, and this is now.
I've gotten over my slight case of Hypothermia, but not Bakura. My aibou knows of, well, this matter I try dealing with each day. I'm glad he knows too, he's not a person I can lie too, and if he didn't know the truth, than I'd be lying everyday. Yes, everyday, every single day rain or shine or snow (hey, it can snow in Autumn), I'm by his grave for an hour or so. A tradition of mine.
Pathetic, ne?
Who cares. I've been "pathetic" many, many times in my two lives. Funny, how little of myself has changed over a Millennia, only the fact that I'm not as...dark...sadistic, the such, like I was in my past. And thank Ra.
******
My hands feel engulfed by the brisk cold water, yes...on my face too. Cupping the tan pair together and collecting the liquid within them. Molecules, matter, H²O, well, someone needs to pay attention while Yugi dozes off in science now, hm? Might as well be the one stuck in the soul room. Heh, doesn't bother me much.
But back to the water, so soothing of a substance to my frail mind as I splash my face again before gazing up into the mirror, clear as day, my crimson eyes staring back at me. Maybe I should turn off the water...? No, no, that's too distracting.
I can just stare at myself like this for awhile, it's almost noon now, how long should I stay like this..? My eyes and....wait....what... "the hell?!" I jumped back, falling against the wall behind me, shaking as I stare at my reflection, the once calm and cool eyes of mine, had turned downright frightened.
But something else was there! Dammit something was! Wait, maybe it was just aibou...
//Aibou...?//
/Hai, Yami?/
//Where.....where are you..?//
/Don't you remember? I told you I was going over Ryou's today.../
//Oh, right, right, don't worry then...// I acknowledge that he was not playing mind games on me, he would need to be in his soul room for that kind of trick. But then, what was it? The....the second image in the mirror...?
"Come on...pull yourself together..." I whispered to myself, I was losing it! I SAW something else in that mirror with my reflection, and yet I don't even remember what I freaking saw!
This is stupid.
I stand off the ground and away from the wall, opening to move out into the hall, but instead I walked back into the bathroom and turned off the water. Now I move out of the room.
Pacing.
Pacing should be a sport, I'd be quite good at in, indeed. Mm...new talent of mine, I am the King of Games, after all. I will never lose that sense of strategy.
But my pacing comes to an abrupt stop and I almost fall forward by how my body reacted before my mind. A shiver quaking down my very spine as if I weren't alone. What is WRONG with me?! This is starting to really penetrate my thoughts!
"Who's there?!"
"Yami...?"
I blink. But....how? Why am I getting a shiver from...him? "Grandpa?" Ah, right, I forgot he was home, but isn't he supposed to be *in* the shop. He just gives me a quizzing stare, then moves over to grab a cup from the open kitchen and fill it with water.
"I was just coming to get a drink, are you ok..?"
I nod faintly. Gee, of course I'm fine, I just am seeing and feeling all these abnormal senses and talking to myself as I walk a hole in your floor, sure, everything is fine.
Maybe I should refrain from saying that.
"Hai...I'm fine."
He returns my earlier nod, and turns to walk from the room to go back to work. I don't think he really believed me.
Yet, I don't believe myself either.
******
Aibou is home, and I'm in the living room, doing just what I can do best. And no, it's not pacing.
My light awhile ago introduced me to a game called Solitaire, interesting little figure of a game. Easy to beat too. He watches me, sitting across of the living room's main table, both of us on the floor.
Hum, sixth game won in a row. What was my record so far? Ah, yes, fifteen. Only because I got tired and went to my soul room.
"Yami, what number was that?"
"Sixth, aibou."
He nods, and I deal out the cards, trying to keep an angled sense of mind. Maybe I should teach him poker....no, with two people, that's hopeless. But of course! He brings up a subject without even thinking of it! I can tell that some of his brain cells have died recently because it doesn't phase him on what he says to me until it's too late!
"Ryou went off on a subject of his yami today. Said he was hiding something, but he wasn't sure what. Said that nothing mattered to Bakura at all and he was actually glad to kill himself knowing that the world hated him. But Ryou didn't think that was true."
I looked up from my game, the ace I was moving to its own little place set next to the ace of clubs dropped from my hands and my light simply stared confused at me. But his eyes widened and his mouth opened in shock of what he just said. Yet, he couldn't find a way to correct it.
I stood from where I sat and began moving towards the stairs as I mutter, feeling Yugi's gaze follow after me. "Aibou, you may finish my game."
"Yami...a-are you ok...?"
"Ile."
At least I was honest. I wasn't going to lie, there was no way I was ok by the means of aibou's words. My legs bring me up the stairs and I hear Yugi get up and start to follow me. In spite of that though, he is too slow for me, and I make it into my room. Yes, my room, I was lucky to have one, small and simple, but it was good enough for me. I closed the door, and locked it shut, finding my way to the nicely folded to perfection bed. Ah, now I can hear my little light knocking against the door, almost crying.
"Gomen nasai, Yami! Please come out, I didn't mean to say that Yami, please come out of there and let me talk to you!"
I shake my head to no one in particular and feel myself tremble ever so slightly. How I tried keeping cool most of the day, a normal state of mind like I did before *he* killed himself with that bare silver knife. Oh why aibou, why did you have to mention his name? Why is this happening to me all over again? The guilt, despair, sorrow.
I miss him so much...
"Onegai, Yami! Just hear me out, please, *please*!"
I'm sorry aibou. Just leave me be.
And he does, at a long lasting period of everlasting time. But in that time, I have found the tears that were hidden in my mind, I have found them and lost them from my empty crimson eyes, once again.
******
That was shorter than intended....oh well, don't worry, far from the end. I think. I donno . Too much thinking for me. But there were two signs in this of a "presence," could you figure 'em out? I'm taking advice from Yugilover13 of having Bakura sort of "haunt" Yami, but not actually purposely scaring the crap from the former ruler. Anyway, until later! (Sorry if Yami is kinda OOC, but what d'ya expect?)
******
Where did I ever go wrong? Ah, right, Egypt. I believe I had feelings for....Bakura then too, but of course, never showed them. Not a sign. He never noticed, I gave him more respect than anyone, but he just saw me as a curse.
But that was Egypt, and this is now.
I've gotten over my slight case of Hypothermia, but not Bakura. My aibou knows of, well, this matter I try dealing with each day. I'm glad he knows too, he's not a person I can lie too, and if he didn't know the truth, than I'd be lying everyday. Yes, everyday, every single day rain or shine or snow (hey, it can snow in Autumn), I'm by his grave for an hour or so. A tradition of mine.
Pathetic, ne?
Who cares. I've been "pathetic" many, many times in my two lives. Funny, how little of myself has changed over a Millennia, only the fact that I'm not as...dark...sadistic, the such, like I was in my past. And thank Ra.
******
My hands feel engulfed by the brisk cold water, yes...on my face too. Cupping the tan pair together and collecting the liquid within them. Molecules, matter, H²O, well, someone needs to pay attention while Yugi dozes off in science now, hm? Might as well be the one stuck in the soul room. Heh, doesn't bother me much.
But back to the water, so soothing of a substance to my frail mind as I splash my face again before gazing up into the mirror, clear as day, my crimson eyes staring back at me. Maybe I should turn off the water...? No, no, that's too distracting.
I can just stare at myself like this for awhile, it's almost noon now, how long should I stay like this..? My eyes and....wait....what... "the hell?!" I jumped back, falling against the wall behind me, shaking as I stare at my reflection, the once calm and cool eyes of mine, had turned downright frightened.
But something else was there! Dammit something was! Wait, maybe it was just aibou...
//Aibou...?//
/Hai, Yami?/
//Where.....where are you..?//
/Don't you remember? I told you I was going over Ryou's today.../
//Oh, right, right, don't worry then...// I acknowledge that he was not playing mind games on me, he would need to be in his soul room for that kind of trick. But then, what was it? The....the second image in the mirror...?
"Come on...pull yourself together..." I whispered to myself, I was losing it! I SAW something else in that mirror with my reflection, and yet I don't even remember what I freaking saw!
This is stupid.
I stand off the ground and away from the wall, opening to move out into the hall, but instead I walked back into the bathroom and turned off the water. Now I move out of the room.
Pacing.
Pacing should be a sport, I'd be quite good at in, indeed. Mm...new talent of mine, I am the King of Games, after all. I will never lose that sense of strategy.
But my pacing comes to an abrupt stop and I almost fall forward by how my body reacted before my mind. A shiver quaking down my very spine as if I weren't alone. What is WRONG with me?! This is starting to really penetrate my thoughts!
"Who's there?!"
"Yami...?"
I blink. But....how? Why am I getting a shiver from...him? "Grandpa?" Ah, right, I forgot he was home, but isn't he supposed to be *in* the shop. He just gives me a quizzing stare, then moves over to grab a cup from the open kitchen and fill it with water.
"I was just coming to get a drink, are you ok..?"
I nod faintly. Gee, of course I'm fine, I just am seeing and feeling all these abnormal senses and talking to myself as I walk a hole in your floor, sure, everything is fine.
Maybe I should refrain from saying that.
"Hai...I'm fine."
He returns my earlier nod, and turns to walk from the room to go back to work. I don't think he really believed me.
Yet, I don't believe myself either.
******
Aibou is home, and I'm in the living room, doing just what I can do best. And no, it's not pacing.
My light awhile ago introduced me to a game called Solitaire, interesting little figure of a game. Easy to beat too. He watches me, sitting across of the living room's main table, both of us on the floor.
Hum, sixth game won in a row. What was my record so far? Ah, yes, fifteen. Only because I got tired and went to my soul room.
"Yami, what number was that?"
"Sixth, aibou."
He nods, and I deal out the cards, trying to keep an angled sense of mind. Maybe I should teach him poker....no, with two people, that's hopeless. But of course! He brings up a subject without even thinking of it! I can tell that some of his brain cells have died recently because it doesn't phase him on what he says to me until it's too late!
"Ryou went off on a subject of his yami today. Said he was hiding something, but he wasn't sure what. Said that nothing mattered to Bakura at all and he was actually glad to kill himself knowing that the world hated him. But Ryou didn't think that was true."
I looked up from my game, the ace I was moving to its own little place set next to the ace of clubs dropped from my hands and my light simply stared confused at me. But his eyes widened and his mouth opened in shock of what he just said. Yet, he couldn't find a way to correct it.
I stood from where I sat and began moving towards the stairs as I mutter, feeling Yugi's gaze follow after me. "Aibou, you may finish my game."
"Yami...a-are you ok...?"
"Ile."
At least I was honest. I wasn't going to lie, there was no way I was ok by the means of aibou's words. My legs bring me up the stairs and I hear Yugi get up and start to follow me. In spite of that though, he is too slow for me, and I make it into my room. Yes, my room, I was lucky to have one, small and simple, but it was good enough for me. I closed the door, and locked it shut, finding my way to the nicely folded to perfection bed. Ah, now I can hear my little light knocking against the door, almost crying.
"Gomen nasai, Yami! Please come out, I didn't mean to say that Yami, please come out of there and let me talk to you!"
I shake my head to no one in particular and feel myself tremble ever so slightly. How I tried keeping cool most of the day, a normal state of mind like I did before *he* killed himself with that bare silver knife. Oh why aibou, why did you have to mention his name? Why is this happening to me all over again? The guilt, despair, sorrow.
I miss him so much...
"Onegai, Yami! Just hear me out, please, *please*!"
I'm sorry aibou. Just leave me be.
And he does, at a long lasting period of everlasting time. But in that time, I have found the tears that were hidden in my mind, I have found them and lost them from my empty crimson eyes, once again.
******
That was shorter than intended....oh well, don't worry, far from the end. I think. I donno . Too much thinking for me. But there were two signs in this of a "presence," could you figure 'em out? I'm taking advice from Yugilover13 of having Bakura sort of "haunt" Yami, but not actually purposely scaring the crap from the former ruler. Anyway, until later! (Sorry if Yami is kinda OOC, but what d'ya expect?)