Me: *singing a bridal song* here comes thenewchapter! Here comes thenewchapter! (slurred to fit the tune)
'Leanne: ...riight...
Shinu: I'm gunna go now...since I don't HAVE A PART!!! *sticks out tongue and walks out of Erin-chan's room*
All: *sweatdrops*
'Leanne: maybe you should give her that part...
Me: neh...it doesn't fit in with the plotline...
Shinu *yelling* I heard that!!
Me: -_-;; anywho! When you see the '..blah...' marks *points to apostrophe*, it means that the person is thinking that. All right?
'Leanne: no.
Me: *sniffs* I feel so unloved...
Warning: there there...*pats Erin-chan awkwardly on her back and sweatdrops* umm, implied shonen-ai (Ryou's a bit 'tied up'...) and probably some violence...not much, really.
Disclaimer: wha ha ha! *still insane from the last few chappies* you STILL haven't got a hold of ANY anime! Or manga! Or-
Me: *eye twitches and punches out the disclaimer*
Disclaimer: X_X
*
Ryou stroked the cold ground with the tips of his fingers. It was all he really could do in his kind of weakened state. Though by now the liquid energy had stopped bleeding out his back, the life force he had left was very minimal. In fact, if he had tried to speak, only a hoarse whisper would have been able to leave the confinements of his throat.
His whisperers were gone now. They had been for a few hours, though without company, it had felt more like days to the angel.
He had, however, discovered that if he really tried to concentrate, he could see memories take semi-physical shape in front of him. So he had amused himself by watching his life play itself over until he got too tired and had to lie down again. That's were he was now.
"Nahkti..Bakura...which one are you?" That vision he had seen a few days ago flashed in front of him again.
~Flashback~
A pair of Egyptians were cuddled up together under the canopy of one of Egypt's rare oasis's. "Bakura?"
"Yes?"
"Nothing, I just like saying your name..."
~End Flashback~
'Nahkti...' Another tear slipped out of Ryou's eye and splattered on the frozen earth, if that's what you'd call it. 'If you do love me, take me from here.' A second drop joined the first. 'Save me...'
*
"And then you-WHAA?!" A blonde angel had been teaching his kid sister how to make the potion required for her grading when a massive golden dragon stuck it's platinum head through the window.
"Tepemkau!" The brown-haired girl of about fourteen dropped her graduated cylinder and ran to the dragon's side, stroking its smooth beak.
"Kami-sama, you scared me... " Jonouchi had jumped on top of the table they had been working on, cat-like. Sheepishly climbing down, he shooed Shizuka to her room and scratched the back of Tepemkau's horns. "Hey, buddy. Does Malik wanna see me?" Leaving its side to clean up the gooey mess, Jou closed his eyes until his heartbeat returned to normal.
"Screee, hyaaaah!" The high-pitched voice of Tepemkau rung in the blonde's ears, which he had promptly covered.
"Oww, I'll take that as a yeah...hold on a sec." He walked to the counter on the perimeter of the room and grabbed his medicine pouch, holding assorted herbs and remedy mixes. "All right, den! Let's go!" His unusual Bronx accent separated him from anyone else he knew, but that was fine with him. It gave him some personality, anyway.
Tepemkau withdrew its head from the window so Jou could jump through and climb onto his back. "Hyaa!" He lightly tapped the dragon's ribs with his ankles and held tightly onto his protruding neck scales.
*One hour later*
"Neh...are we there yet..?" Jonouchi whined. Actually, it was more of a crossbreed of a groan and suppressed sigh.
"Creee.." The dragon bobbed its head slightly as the borderline of Malik's territory came into view. Jou lifted his head up and smiled. He hadn't seen much of his friends for the past few days since..Well, since Ryou had disappeared. Yuugi had been getting stranger premonitions by the day and Jou, sadly enough, just withdrew from them all.
Jumping off the ka's back, he decided to fly the rest of the way. Seeing a glint of sunlight in a distant window, Jonouchi had to squint to see properly. Passing the watery gates, he dove right into the pane-less skylight and landed in front of Malik, Yuugi and, Honda, partially in a crumpled heap.
"Jou! You're here! That makes four now. Five, including Tepemkau, of course." Malik added in quickly when his spirit leered at him.
Yuugi averted his eyes to the floor. "One less than should be.." Malik sighed heavily.
"That's why we're all here, Jou. I've already told Honda what we're planning to do. He was fine with it."
The blonde angel rubbed his arm. They were going to try and save Ryou or something? That didn't sound like a very good idea...
"Jou, look. I really think you should give this plan a chance." Honda coaxed, "It might mean that we get suck outside of Heaven, but we might also be saving Ryou from something really terrible. No one else saw this, but after Ryou saved his assignment from their attacker, he had evaporated. Or more like sucked into a different plane. I'm guessing he was trying to get back here, but because of some spell or such, he winded up in Hell instead." Honda was Jou's best friend, and if he couldn't talk him into something, no one could.
Hell? Ryou, possibly in Hell? He mentally weighed the pros and cons. "Well, I'll decide /after/ I hear the plan, all right? I'm gunna give it a chance. For Ryou." The eldest then took his seat on a recliner on the side of Malik's room.
While Honda did the actual speaking, Malik illustrated with movements and expressions, partially to lighten the mood. Yuugi just sat on his knees and stared intently at the ground, like it was the most fascinating thing.
Summing everything up, Honda touched on the Yuugi/Ryou situation, but decided to steer away from that when Yuugi's face resembled a well-ripened tomato. They informed Jou of the date (which, coincidentally, was ASAP), The formation of the assorted party (Honda would lead because he had last seen Ryou), and what they could possibly encounter and the precautions they would take. One being Jou, (he was, after all, a herb healer).
Jou nodded here and there, agreeing on some points and pointing things out that needed to be more accurate. "If we're going to do something irrational, we might as well be organized. Now, we don't really need to pack, but we /do/ need to leave with a good supply of basically everything." He took out his herb pouch to emphasize his point. "The canyon region where I live supplied me with everything we might ever need concerning remedies, so I'm fine. All Malik needs is his ka, Tepemkau, and a steady flow of energy. Yuugi really doesn't require anything and is probably the most flexible of our group. Honda here-" Jou motioned to him. "-is a crusader and is great at both hand-to-hand combat and at a distance."
"So all in all, we have a healer, warrior, psychic and magician." Malik squinted his eyes and nodded. "Not bad..." A collective sweatdrop.
Honda stepped forwards to the center of the room. "Does that mean we're all set? I mean, we don't have to pack and Malik's energy has restored itself over the time Jou took to get here." He then decided to rest his hands on the hilt of his double-bladed sword. "Are we ready to leave?"
"Yuugi?" Malik turned to face his life-long friend. He was still sad, but stable and it seemed like he could manage to carry through with their mission. However long it would be.
So the four balanced their energy with Malik's (he needed it for the certain non-physical hindrances soon to follow.) and took off out of the former Egyptian's skylight for the last time.
*
"Oww...that's the last time I ever trust Kyokae's preferred travel style..." Nahkti had just picked up the faerie shell left by the immortal and was violently warped back about three thousand years and ended up kissing sand. The sand on the boarders of Abydos, actually, so it made no difference to him. Dragging himself for most of the way, Nahkti decided that the concept of being wingless was not very pleasant, even though he could see the center of the village marked with an obelisk*.
He was never so happy to see its gates so close. Since these people lived the farthest from the Nile, they were very cautious and interrogated every traveler that came their way. It was a good thing they weren't very smart.
Chuckling ever so slightly, Nahkti weaved around to the western side of the village gates were there happened to be another entrance, though well hidden. At least they weren't /total/ idiots. Shoving the thorny brush-ball aside, 'Theif King Bakura' made his second debut in the Egyptian world.
There was a slightly dank, slightly breezy alley/path leading from the hole to the middle of the town's main marketplace.
"Gettcha freshly brewed wine hea! Just blessed by Bacchus (a/n: the Roman god of wine...) last flood!"
"Tanned leather here! Prices so low they might as well reach the Underworld!"
"Imported fruits! Picked straight from the Roman coast! Gettcha imported fruits!" all of which were rotten-looking...
"Ugh...what a place to land..." No matter how much Nahkti wanted to yell into the depths of Kyokae's shell to take him back, he wouldn't. He couldn't. He was here for Ryou. His Ryou... So he proceeded to find the nearest pub to spend the night.
*Roughly one hour later*
He had indeed found a relatively nice place to rest and collect some much-needed vitals from, even if women ran it. "Neh..." They had smiled and shown him a room before the youngest one tried to make a move on him. Even if he did nearly knock her unconscious, she wasn't at fault. He had mugged a random passerby for their white-striped red cover-up and had the hood up, covering his tanned face. How was she to know that she was trying to hook 'Theif King Bakura'? Never the less, she was 'corrected' and he ended up with the best room for free! It was probably a good thing, because he didn't have any money anyway...
Thunk.
"Ahhh…….."
After a few thousand years of sleeping on a massive amount of deformed pillows, it was near bliss to have a nice, firm bed again. In fact, he never had one, come to think about it… Oh well.
Promising to wake himself up early the following morning, Theif King Bakura closed his eyes to the conscious world and let sleep take him back to his angel.
~Dream Sequence~
"Ahh! Nahkti, please, let me up! It tickles!"
"No!" The darker of the two had Ryou pinned to the floor and had taking a liking to annoy him by running his fingers up and down the younger's side in weaving patterns. "Not until you give me it back!"
Ryou had previously, relieved, Nahkti of his bat wing black silk shirt and was waving it around just out of arm's reach. That was when he was tackled and tortured until he was rendered a heaving blob of angel lying on the padded floor.
Tossing the garment over the demon's shoulder, Ryou collapsed after thrashing about for a while. Nahkti then had tried to catch the stolen article but ended up missing and loosing balance, falling into the angel pinned underneath him.
Both had noticed their position after Nahkti turned his head to face Ryou's, mere millimeters away from his rose petal lips.
Ryou was breathing heavily now. "Nahkti..." Just by tilting his chin towards the vast darkness above them, the distance was sealed and he found his lips locked with Nahkti's own.
"Mmmn..." Nahkti moved the hand that wasn't trapped with Ryou's body to cup his angel's cheek and bring him closer. Freeing his other arm, Nahkti went to slip his hand up his tenshi's loose-fitting shirt...
~End Dream Sequence~
Theif King Bakura woke up in a cold sweat, face pressed into his makeshift pillow. He knew how the rest of the dream went, for he had seen it before. Yami had come and taken Ryou away from him and had apparently cut his wings off because he always saw a wingless angel sprawled out on a frozen floor. It probably meant nothing, though. After all, Yami wasn't /that/ twisted.
"Ugh..I wish I could just stop dreaming like that." Bakura sat up and wiped his brow. "It hurts too much..." he muttered, incoherently.
Gathering his robe from the foot of the bed, the albino Egyptian walked out of the brothel and into the streets of Abydos.
*
Me: uh...I don't think this chapter was as long as the other ones were...oh well. I'll see about the next chappie being longer..
'Leanne: you better...
Me: ^^ anyway! I got the first Gravitation manga! /^o^/ Go Shuichi! (I still think Yuki's a bit of a bastard, though)
Ryou: why am I so depressed?
Me: *sweatdrops* why do you think?
Bakura: *rolls eyes and drags Ryou out of Erin-chan's room to console Shinu*
Me: r/r mina! Ja!
'Leanne: ...riight...
Shinu: I'm gunna go now...since I don't HAVE A PART!!! *sticks out tongue and walks out of Erin-chan's room*
All: *sweatdrops*
'Leanne: maybe you should give her that part...
Me: neh...it doesn't fit in with the plotline...
Shinu *yelling* I heard that!!
Me: -_-;; anywho! When you see the '..blah...' marks *points to apostrophe*, it means that the person is thinking that. All right?
'Leanne: no.
Me: *sniffs* I feel so unloved...
Warning: there there...*pats Erin-chan awkwardly on her back and sweatdrops* umm, implied shonen-ai (Ryou's a bit 'tied up'...) and probably some violence...not much, really.
Disclaimer: wha ha ha! *still insane from the last few chappies* you STILL haven't got a hold of ANY anime! Or manga! Or-
Me: *eye twitches and punches out the disclaimer*
Disclaimer: X_X
*
Ryou stroked the cold ground with the tips of his fingers. It was all he really could do in his kind of weakened state. Though by now the liquid energy had stopped bleeding out his back, the life force he had left was very minimal. In fact, if he had tried to speak, only a hoarse whisper would have been able to leave the confinements of his throat.
His whisperers were gone now. They had been for a few hours, though without company, it had felt more like days to the angel.
He had, however, discovered that if he really tried to concentrate, he could see memories take semi-physical shape in front of him. So he had amused himself by watching his life play itself over until he got too tired and had to lie down again. That's were he was now.
"Nahkti..Bakura...which one are you?" That vision he had seen a few days ago flashed in front of him again.
~Flashback~
A pair of Egyptians were cuddled up together under the canopy of one of Egypt's rare oasis's. "Bakura?"
"Yes?"
"Nothing, I just like saying your name..."
~End Flashback~
'Nahkti...' Another tear slipped out of Ryou's eye and splattered on the frozen earth, if that's what you'd call it. 'If you do love me, take me from here.' A second drop joined the first. 'Save me...'
*
"And then you-WHAA?!" A blonde angel had been teaching his kid sister how to make the potion required for her grading when a massive golden dragon stuck it's platinum head through the window.
"Tepemkau!" The brown-haired girl of about fourteen dropped her graduated cylinder and ran to the dragon's side, stroking its smooth beak.
"Kami-sama, you scared me... " Jonouchi had jumped on top of the table they had been working on, cat-like. Sheepishly climbing down, he shooed Shizuka to her room and scratched the back of Tepemkau's horns. "Hey, buddy. Does Malik wanna see me?" Leaving its side to clean up the gooey mess, Jou closed his eyes until his heartbeat returned to normal.
"Screee, hyaaaah!" The high-pitched voice of Tepemkau rung in the blonde's ears, which he had promptly covered.
"Oww, I'll take that as a yeah...hold on a sec." He walked to the counter on the perimeter of the room and grabbed his medicine pouch, holding assorted herbs and remedy mixes. "All right, den! Let's go!" His unusual Bronx accent separated him from anyone else he knew, but that was fine with him. It gave him some personality, anyway.
Tepemkau withdrew its head from the window so Jou could jump through and climb onto his back. "Hyaa!" He lightly tapped the dragon's ribs with his ankles and held tightly onto his protruding neck scales.
*One hour later*
"Neh...are we there yet..?" Jonouchi whined. Actually, it was more of a crossbreed of a groan and suppressed sigh.
"Creee.." The dragon bobbed its head slightly as the borderline of Malik's territory came into view. Jou lifted his head up and smiled. He hadn't seen much of his friends for the past few days since..Well, since Ryou had disappeared. Yuugi had been getting stranger premonitions by the day and Jou, sadly enough, just withdrew from them all.
Jumping off the ka's back, he decided to fly the rest of the way. Seeing a glint of sunlight in a distant window, Jonouchi had to squint to see properly. Passing the watery gates, he dove right into the pane-less skylight and landed in front of Malik, Yuugi and, Honda, partially in a crumpled heap.
"Jou! You're here! That makes four now. Five, including Tepemkau, of course." Malik added in quickly when his spirit leered at him.
Yuugi averted his eyes to the floor. "One less than should be.." Malik sighed heavily.
"That's why we're all here, Jou. I've already told Honda what we're planning to do. He was fine with it."
The blonde angel rubbed his arm. They were going to try and save Ryou or something? That didn't sound like a very good idea...
"Jou, look. I really think you should give this plan a chance." Honda coaxed, "It might mean that we get suck outside of Heaven, but we might also be saving Ryou from something really terrible. No one else saw this, but after Ryou saved his assignment from their attacker, he had evaporated. Or more like sucked into a different plane. I'm guessing he was trying to get back here, but because of some spell or such, he winded up in Hell instead." Honda was Jou's best friend, and if he couldn't talk him into something, no one could.
Hell? Ryou, possibly in Hell? He mentally weighed the pros and cons. "Well, I'll decide /after/ I hear the plan, all right? I'm gunna give it a chance. For Ryou." The eldest then took his seat on a recliner on the side of Malik's room.
While Honda did the actual speaking, Malik illustrated with movements and expressions, partially to lighten the mood. Yuugi just sat on his knees and stared intently at the ground, like it was the most fascinating thing.
Summing everything up, Honda touched on the Yuugi/Ryou situation, but decided to steer away from that when Yuugi's face resembled a well-ripened tomato. They informed Jou of the date (which, coincidentally, was ASAP), The formation of the assorted party (Honda would lead because he had last seen Ryou), and what they could possibly encounter and the precautions they would take. One being Jou, (he was, after all, a herb healer).
Jou nodded here and there, agreeing on some points and pointing things out that needed to be more accurate. "If we're going to do something irrational, we might as well be organized. Now, we don't really need to pack, but we /do/ need to leave with a good supply of basically everything." He took out his herb pouch to emphasize his point. "The canyon region where I live supplied me with everything we might ever need concerning remedies, so I'm fine. All Malik needs is his ka, Tepemkau, and a steady flow of energy. Yuugi really doesn't require anything and is probably the most flexible of our group. Honda here-" Jou motioned to him. "-is a crusader and is great at both hand-to-hand combat and at a distance."
"So all in all, we have a healer, warrior, psychic and magician." Malik squinted his eyes and nodded. "Not bad..." A collective sweatdrop.
Honda stepped forwards to the center of the room. "Does that mean we're all set? I mean, we don't have to pack and Malik's energy has restored itself over the time Jou took to get here." He then decided to rest his hands on the hilt of his double-bladed sword. "Are we ready to leave?"
"Yuugi?" Malik turned to face his life-long friend. He was still sad, but stable and it seemed like he could manage to carry through with their mission. However long it would be.
So the four balanced their energy with Malik's (he needed it for the certain non-physical hindrances soon to follow.) and took off out of the former Egyptian's skylight for the last time.
*
"Oww...that's the last time I ever trust Kyokae's preferred travel style..." Nahkti had just picked up the faerie shell left by the immortal and was violently warped back about three thousand years and ended up kissing sand. The sand on the boarders of Abydos, actually, so it made no difference to him. Dragging himself for most of the way, Nahkti decided that the concept of being wingless was not very pleasant, even though he could see the center of the village marked with an obelisk*.
He was never so happy to see its gates so close. Since these people lived the farthest from the Nile, they were very cautious and interrogated every traveler that came their way. It was a good thing they weren't very smart.
Chuckling ever so slightly, Nahkti weaved around to the western side of the village gates were there happened to be another entrance, though well hidden. At least they weren't /total/ idiots. Shoving the thorny brush-ball aside, 'Theif King Bakura' made his second debut in the Egyptian world.
There was a slightly dank, slightly breezy alley/path leading from the hole to the middle of the town's main marketplace.
"Gettcha freshly brewed wine hea! Just blessed by Bacchus (a/n: the Roman god of wine...) last flood!"
"Tanned leather here! Prices so low they might as well reach the Underworld!"
"Imported fruits! Picked straight from the Roman coast! Gettcha imported fruits!" all of which were rotten-looking...
"Ugh...what a place to land..." No matter how much Nahkti wanted to yell into the depths of Kyokae's shell to take him back, he wouldn't. He couldn't. He was here for Ryou. His Ryou... So he proceeded to find the nearest pub to spend the night.
*Roughly one hour later*
He had indeed found a relatively nice place to rest and collect some much-needed vitals from, even if women ran it. "Neh..." They had smiled and shown him a room before the youngest one tried to make a move on him. Even if he did nearly knock her unconscious, she wasn't at fault. He had mugged a random passerby for their white-striped red cover-up and had the hood up, covering his tanned face. How was she to know that she was trying to hook 'Theif King Bakura'? Never the less, she was 'corrected' and he ended up with the best room for free! It was probably a good thing, because he didn't have any money anyway...
Thunk.
"Ahhh…….."
After a few thousand years of sleeping on a massive amount of deformed pillows, it was near bliss to have a nice, firm bed again. In fact, he never had one, come to think about it… Oh well.
Promising to wake himself up early the following morning, Theif King Bakura closed his eyes to the conscious world and let sleep take him back to his angel.
~Dream Sequence~
"Ahh! Nahkti, please, let me up! It tickles!"
"No!" The darker of the two had Ryou pinned to the floor and had taking a liking to annoy him by running his fingers up and down the younger's side in weaving patterns. "Not until you give me it back!"
Ryou had previously, relieved, Nahkti of his bat wing black silk shirt and was waving it around just out of arm's reach. That was when he was tackled and tortured until he was rendered a heaving blob of angel lying on the padded floor.
Tossing the garment over the demon's shoulder, Ryou collapsed after thrashing about for a while. Nahkti then had tried to catch the stolen article but ended up missing and loosing balance, falling into the angel pinned underneath him.
Both had noticed their position after Nahkti turned his head to face Ryou's, mere millimeters away from his rose petal lips.
Ryou was breathing heavily now. "Nahkti..." Just by tilting his chin towards the vast darkness above them, the distance was sealed and he found his lips locked with Nahkti's own.
"Mmmn..." Nahkti moved the hand that wasn't trapped with Ryou's body to cup his angel's cheek and bring him closer. Freeing his other arm, Nahkti went to slip his hand up his tenshi's loose-fitting shirt...
~End Dream Sequence~
Theif King Bakura woke up in a cold sweat, face pressed into his makeshift pillow. He knew how the rest of the dream went, for he had seen it before. Yami had come and taken Ryou away from him and had apparently cut his wings off because he always saw a wingless angel sprawled out on a frozen floor. It probably meant nothing, though. After all, Yami wasn't /that/ twisted.
"Ugh..I wish I could just stop dreaming like that." Bakura sat up and wiped his brow. "It hurts too much..." he muttered, incoherently.
Gathering his robe from the foot of the bed, the albino Egyptian walked out of the brothel and into the streets of Abydos.
*
Me: uh...I don't think this chapter was as long as the other ones were...oh well. I'll see about the next chappie being longer..
'Leanne: you better...
Me: ^^ anyway! I got the first Gravitation manga! /^o^/ Go Shuichi! (I still think Yuki's a bit of a bastard, though)
Ryou: why am I so depressed?
Me: *sweatdrops* why do you think?
Bakura: *rolls eyes and drags Ryou out of Erin-chan's room to console Shinu*
Me: r/r mina! Ja!
