Hi guys, here's chapter 2!
A/N I used the American names for the people and the cards, I'm just used to them.
Also, I don't personally play the Yu-Gi-Oh card game, but I know a little about it. The card I mentioned is made up for my own delightfully evil purposes (mini mwahahah). I have no idea if the name actually exists as a card, or if there is a card that has the same effects. If there is, someone please let me know.
For identification purposes, the hikari is Ryou and the yami is Bakura.
Disclaimer: I don't own it. And do you know what? I don't want to own it! There!!! Takahashi, you can keep your little Yu-Gi-Oh, cause I don't want it!
Yami: You're a bad liar.
Saige: If it meant I had put up with you all the time, then it may not be a lie.
Yami: …
/ hikari to yami/
yami to hikari
I kept my mental block up while I planned my…attack? Was it really an attack? Could it be called such a violent thing? I wouldn't want to attack anyone. Is this really such a good idea? No. I shook my head to clear the thought from my mind. This would not be an attack.
This was retribution.
Still, I kept my mental barrier safely in place while I planned. Although Yugi had taught me how to erect such a barrier, I always felt like Bakura could force it down if he wanted to. I really don't think that I am strong enough to even protect my inner thoughts. However, I felt safe that he did not hear what was going on in my mind. Bakura had accepted that I closed our mental link for my own purposes and privacy. Not that he respected me, or anything like that. I just don't think he cared.
Still, I felt a little nervous. And emotions would travel to him flawlessly, regardless of if there was a link or not and no matter how hard I tried to block it. If Bakura got suspicious, then he may take over my body and never give it back. Just to be on the safe side, I opened the link to see if anything was amiss.
Immediately, he became aware of me.
What's wrong? he snapped.
/Nothing/ I tried to be brief with my answers. Surely he was used to that. I had never been "chatty", and he never really wanted to hear from me anyway, so what was the difference. Still, I almost mentally winced at how tight my voice sounded.
He would notice.
Bakura was quiet a moment, then spoke again. You're lying. You're nervous, and your weak emotions are disturbing me. It's annoying. Tell me what it is, then calm down.
/ It's nothing/ I insisted /I just…have a history test tomorrow. It's a really important grade, and I don't think I'm ready for it...That's all./ I'm a really bad liar, always have been. It's just not something I've ever been able to do. I know that if he had been looking me in the eye, Bakura would have seen right through to my thinly veiled secret. He, by the way, is a great liar.
As it was, I could almost feel the smirk that I knew was on his face.
Then, you better go study. came his only mocking reply before he closed his link on me. Dismissed me. Ignored me.
Completely and totally alone, I breathed a sigh of relief and opened my eyes. I had been laying on my bed, staring at my ceiling as I got lost in thought. Now I scanned my room as I sat up.
It was neat, as was probably expected of me. I liked things organized, especially my room. It was mine. Bakura cared little about it, so he pretty much left it alone. And so, I did my best to keep my little space in the world organized. Controlled.
That was what it was really about. Nobody, save a few, have any idea what it is like to be in a position where you lose control of your body. It is a curse beyond imagining, losing what is supposed to be yours and only yours. I think that keeping my room under such tight and almost freakish organization is my way of having control in a life that is no longer only mine. That's ironic, isn't it? A teenager wanting a clean room.
I stood up, rubbing my neck as I walked over to the dresser. The top was mostly bare, save for a few items. Leaned up against the mirror was a single picture. It had been taken at a mall, in one of those picture booths. I couldn't help the smile that crept across my face at the memory. The pictured was of Yugi, Joey, Tristan, Tea and I, all crammed into the booth at once. It had been Yugi's idea. And though it seemed completely impossible, we had all fit. Everyone had big, goofy grins on their faces, half because of the triumph we felt for succeeding, half because of the sheer hilarity of it all. It had been a fun day.
My smile faded as my eyes focused on the picture. Though it wasn't really noticeable, the picture was ripped in half, right down the middle. After I had gotten home that night, Bakura took over. It angers him that I am friends with the hikari of his enemy. So he ripped the picture in half while I was pleading with him not to. He did it anyway, and with great joy. My sadness turned into a fiery rage, and before I knew it, I was back in control. That was one of the few times that I have ever fought back and even fewer, the times I have won. My anger gave me the strength to force my way back into control. I then put the picture carefully back together, so that the seam would not show.
Bakura had allowed it. He said he was even proud of me, that my forcefulness showed that we weren't really that different after all. I told him that if he ever said anything like that again, I would throw myself off of a cliff and end both of out miserable existences. I never expect, or want, that kind of complement from the spirit of my millennium ring. I think he took that to heart too, one of the few times that he has ever done so with anything I have ever said. And so the picture has remained untouched for over a year.
I opened the top drawer of the dresser and carefully pulled out a cloth bundle. I slowly unwrapped the bundle, revealing a single card. A Duel Monsters card to be more exact. It's a cool game, all the rage with kids these days. But I have to wonder at how the popularity would go if they knew about half of the things I have seen involving this simple game.
Across the top was emblazoned the words "Soul's Rest"; at the bottom, a single line that read "A wayward soul must heed the call of Eternity". It was a magic card, that much I was sure of, and a really rare one, for I had never heard of it before. I had a rudimentary understanding of how it worked too. It freed souls to their eternal rest. It had an effect similar to Raigeki in that it instantly sent all the opposing monsters to the graveyard. Only this time, they can not be brought back by Monster Reborn or Call of the Haunted. That wouldn't be enough help me alone, but soon, it would be all I needed.
This card would be useless to me in a normal game, but if this card could be played in the Shadow Realm, then the effects would be real on the victim. If the card worked as it should, then the spirit of any card on the field should be dragged to oblivion. But what of the player? Normally, the soul is tied to its body with bonds that can only be broken by death. But what if the player was already dead, a spirit? Could it drag the player along with the monsters on the field? It could. I knew it could, the one who had given it to me had said as much.
My plan was flawless. It would be no trouble convincing Bakura to have a shadow game, especially if he had the right incentive. Like a certain Millennium Puzzle. It was too simple and good to be true. I would challenge Yugi to a friendly game. Bakura would never be able to resist an opportunity to steal the puzzle, and so he would definitely take control. At that point, the shadow game would begin. Bakura's strategy is so predictable. You can pretty much sum it up as "drag everyone in sight to the shadow realm; if you need something from them, fine, if you don't, that's fine too." Little did he know that his role in my plan was integral to his own death. Anyway, I would somehow slip the card into Yugi's deck. Once the game turned ugly, there was no doubt that Yami, the spirit of the Millenium Puzzle would take over for Yugi. He would question how the card got into the deck, but the Game King would not hesitate to use such a beneficial card.
Then it would all be over.
Bakura's spirit would be set free.
And so would I.
Saige: So? What do you guys think? I know I said that I was going to keep the chapters really small, but oh well.
Yami: Why do I have to be a pawn in your stupid little story?
Saige: Because your gullible and a power hungry control freak, I knew you would use the card.
Yami: Yeah…well…it's a good card.
Saige: Yeah, yeah. And knowledge is power. You're a real philosopher Yami.
Yami: Shut-up.
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