Hello! It's me! Yes, I've decided to continue the story. Partly because I came up with a really good ending, and partly because Sakurelle threatened to send her Pineapple-immune Dragons upon me. Yah. Anyway, lets answers reviews shall we?
MidnightBallad: Ah! No! Don't poke the mysterious figure! You might get in P.O.ed! Haha. Anyway, here's your new chapter!
LazerWulf: You see, her Millennium item protects her from having her mind taken over, etc. She was just temporarily knocked out.
Let's get this show on the road!
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"Miss! Miss, do wake up!"
Sakura's eyes fluttered open. A small, frail girl with silky black hair was standing over her, holding a wet cloth to her forehead.
Pushing the girl away, she sat up and looked at the dark cell around her. "Where am I?"
The girl backed away from the bed and bowed slightly to Sakura. "I'm sorry Miss, but I must leave you now." She bowed again and left the room quickly.
"Wait!" But the girl was already gone.
Standing up shakily, Sakura walked over to a full length mirror on the other side of the room. She found someone had slipped a thick burlap robe over her clothes, which were still a little damp from last nights' rain. At least, she thought it was last night. How long had she been asleep anyway?
Pushing the thought aside, she walked around the rest of the room. On a hook hanging near the bed was a piece of cloth. She took it in her hands and flipped it over a few times.
"Do you like your wedding veil my dear?"
Sakura whipped around to find a teenage boy, about her own age, standing behind her, smiling maniacally. "Who are you?" she asked. "And what do you mean, 'wedding veil'?"
The boy merely smiled and took the veil from her hands. "I am Marik Ishtar, your groom-to-be. In three days time, you will be my wife."
Sakura put her shaking hands on her hips, trying to sound brave and fearless, and not succeeding. "And what if I don't want to be your wife?" Her voice was wavering.
"Then you're friends will soon meet the same fate as your parents." He smirked, taking a pair of car keys from his pocket.
Sakura's jaw dropped. "It was you! You're the one who ran into my parents!"
He shook his head. "I never dirty my hands when I don't have to. I have many lackeys."
Sakura scowled. "You're sick!"
Marik just smiled, and put his hands on her shoulders, leading her to the mirror. Sakura was too scared to try and resist him. Once they were in front of it, she could see that she was very pale, and Marik was grinning evilly behind her. He carefully unfolded the veil and set it gently on her head.. "You look beautiful," he taunted.
"Oh, by the way, I have a wedding gift for you." He took a card from his back pocket and set it in Sakura's hand, closing her fingers around it. She refused to look. Marik feigned hurt. "What? You don't like my gift?" He grinned his horrible, vile smirk again. "At least I can honestly say that I'll like my gift!" He lifted Sakura's wrist, the Millennium Bracelet tingling like a small bell.
Sakura closed her eyes to hold back the frightened tears, but it was too late. Her face glistened in the light of the waning candle. She heard Marik's laughing, and the sound a door closing. The sounds ceased, leaving the room silent.
Opening her eyes, she looked down at the card in her hand. Smiling she held it close to her heart. "A beacon of hope in an endless aura of darkness," she said, quoting something her father had one said in one of his books, being a novelist. "Hope will not be lost, life will not be given in to the evils of Hell." She wiped away her tears and looked down at the card again. "Destiny is cruel, but not to those who believe. I will remain as a warrior, a veteran of what has past, and what I will never let happen again." She smiled down at the card. The D.D Warrior Lady smiled back up at her.
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"C'mon Yuge! Isn't that popcorn ready yet?"
"Be right there Joey!" Yugi took the microwave oven from the microwave set it down on the counter.
"Yugi! Hurry up! The movie is starting!"
Yugi grabbed a stool from, the corner of the kitchen and stood on it, reaching for the high self where the large pop-corn bowl was. Still not tall enough, he climbed on the counter and stood on his knees, ever reaching still. Just as he almost had it, the doorbell rang, startling him, and causing him to lose his balance and fall backwards.
Ryou passed through the kitchen, where Yugi was sitting on the floor, rubbing his behind. "No worries Yugi, I'll get it."
Walking around the shop counter, he looked past the closed sign in the shop window, only to see a wet face staring back at him. "Hoshiko?" He opened the door to let her in. "What are you doing here? And why are you wet?"
"Ryou! Sakura's missing! She never came home from babysitting for Kaiba, and I couldn't find her anywhere."
Ryou took her by the shoulders and shook her softly. "Calm down Hoshi. Let's call Kaiba and see if she's still there."
Hoshi shook her head. "I already tried, and he told me she had left ages ago."
Ryou grabbed her by the wrist and led her to the phone. "We'll just have to try again then, won't we?"
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Seto Kaiba jolted awake as the phone rang. "I must've fallen asleep," he mumbled, running a hand through his hair. He pressed the speaker phone button on his desk phone. "What do you want?"
"Kaiba, we want to know where Sakura is!"
Kaiba sighed. "Look Bakura, as I've already told her cousin, she's not here!"
Ryou growled in anger, making Seto jump back a little bit. He had never seen the guy this angry before. "Look, she didn't go home after she left your house, and it's probably your fault! So unless you want to be tasting blood in that nasty mouth of yours, HELP!"
Seto was staring at the phone, hardly believing his ears. Ryou Bakura was usually so calm and gentle. Well, there was a few times during Duel Kingdom… then again in the Battle City Finals… sighing, he shook his head. Bakura must be serious about wanting his help.
"I'll be right over."
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Oooh. Ryou went a little Yami there for a sec didn't he? Well, it's getting late, and I gotta go! Seeya!