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twilight eyes 8120 I thought about what you said and changed the rating to R, just in case. There's not much language in this chapter, but I did it to be safe. It will basically follow the movie, but I have thought of a few twists of my own, so there's still something to look forward to.
Yami No Marik Thank you. I really enjoyed the movie, although it was very strange!
Ed.Found.It Okay, Ema, you cannot insult me about Bakura or my choice of adjectives! But thank you for taking time away from your garlic pig to read my story. (To all readers: Ema is my friend, so ignore anything I say to her that sounds weird or abnormal.)
"I don't think we can get out tonight," her limo driver repeated. Shizuka couldn't believe what she was hearing. First, she was being dragged all the way back to Tokyo for a callback she'd already done; then she got to be involved in an accident; followed by an announcement that she had to spend the night at a sleazy hotel.
The other guests went to their rooms. None of them cared that they were spending a night in hell. They were all simply grateful to be out of the rain for awhile. Shizuka couldn't believe it. Even the tall man whose wife lay dying was relatively calm. One of the ladies who had arrived with her driver had said she was a nurse. So far, the lady seemed to be holding on. But for how long? Shizuka didn't care.
Her driver led her to a room and Shizuka complained all the way. She was grateful that when they reached her room, the man handed her her cell-phone, which he had taken earlier. Not that it did any good, Shizuka found out a few minutes later, when she tried to call her agent. It wasn't working.
Shizuka quickly stuck her phone in the charger for five minutes while she wrapped herself in a fur coat out of her luggage. She needed to contact her agent. Picking the phone off the charger, she saw one little line, signifying power. No sooner had she seen it, though, it disappeared.
'It must be the connection,' Shizuka told herself and headed outside. She went walking in the rain, staring at her phone for any sign of a connection. She walked around behind the motel and went up a few steps to reveal an open area. Looking at her phone again, Shizuka saw two little lines. She dialed the number she knew off by heart, but paused at the last digit when she heard something behind her.
It was then that Shizuka realized where she was. She was all alone, in a secluded area, in the pouring rain. 'I should never have made that stupid phone call...' was Shizuka's last thought before her life ended.
Bakura was frustrated. He practically had had to drag Malik into their room. It was certainly more comfortable then they both were used to. Malik had glared evilly at him the entire time Bakura had fastened him to the toilet in the bathroom. It was clear that he was tired of wearing these handcuffs. Before he had left to return to the others, Bakura had given Malik a swift kick, just for good measure. 'I could get used to this,' he thought as he left the room.
As he rounded the corner he heard somebody smash the vending machine. Bakura was surprised to see the attractive girl from earlier there, he hands crawling up the glass. He coughed, as to signal to her that he was watching. She whipped around, clearly taken by surprise. It took her a moment to remember who he was, but when she did, she frowned.
"Are you going to arrest me, officer?" she asked. Bakura didn't answer. "In case you're wondering, I'm not stealing. The machine ate my money. I'm just trying to get what I paid for."
"It's all right, I'll get it," Bakura said, moving towards her. He quickly took a dollar out of his pocket, stuck it in the machine and ordered her the chips she had wanted.
"Thanks," she said and started to walk away.
"Do you have a name?" Bakura asked.
"Mai." She still wasn't warming up to him. Bakura decided he had to say something quick.
"Isn't that a city?" he asked, although he knew it wasn't. "I've never been there myself, but-"
"Well you ain't going tonight," Mai said and walked off.
"Damn," Bakura said under his breath, then went to join the others.
Yami was surprised that he when he returned he saw nearly everyone back in the lobby. He hadn't taken much time to get comfortable in his room, and obviously neither had anyone else. Bakura had arrived just a few seconds after him. The young couple were sitting awkwardly on a couch. The girl was reading a brochure that talked about where they were. The hotel manager was pacing back and forth, trying to figure out how to fix the phone. The only people who weren't there were Mai, Shizuka and the family.
Yami looked towards the door of cabin one. He still felt really guilty about hitting that poor woman. He was thankful, at least, that the young girl he had picked up had been a nurse. Just as Yami had finished gathering his thoughts, the husband came out of the room. He still looked worried, but was much more relaxed then before.
"How is she?" Yami asked.
"She's doing better. I'm going to take her to a hospital as soon as the roads clear up." Just then, he seemed to realize that after all this time he had never introduced himself.
"I'm Kaiba Seto. My wife in there is Isis. The little boy is Mokuba," he said, shaking Yami's hand.
Otogi decided to interrupt the introductions,
"I think that there was a backup plug somewhere out back. You guys should all go back to your rooms. Officer Bakura and Yami, would you mind coming with me?"
They nodded, much to Otogi's relief. As everyone headed back to their rooms, they left quickly, walking out into the pouring rain. Otogi had to admit that every time he came out in weather like this, he always got creeped out. This motel had been here for a long time, or so Otogi believed, and every few minutes it would make noises. Walking out here, alone at night had always brought back memories of the horror movies he had seen. This was the perfect place for an evil murderer to hide.
The officer went ahead and scoped out the place, looking for an ideal spot to have a backup.
"What's in that building over there?" he asked, pointing towards a small house unattached from the rest of the motel.
"That's the laundry room," Otogi explained.
"Do you think it might be in there?"
"It's worth a shot," Otogi said. He hoped deep down that officer Bakura wouldn't wonder why he didn't know exactly where it was. Otogi knew he'd have a hard time explaining that.
He knew the property pretty well. In front were all the rooms, which connected to the small lobby. Behind that there were two buildings; an equipment room and the laundry room. Otogi hoped that they found the plug in the laundry room. He didn't know what would happen if they had to go into to the equipment room.
The entered the building and were filled with warmth. Otogi didn't even realize that the lights shouldn't have been on. They looked around for a little while, oblivious to the noise in the background. Finally Yami realized that something was wrong.
Looking over at the washer's and dryers they all saw that one was being used.
"Would anyone have had time to put their clothes away?" Yami asked.
Approaching the machine, Yami quickly opened the door and Otogi tried not to scream when he saw what was inside.