Double Meaning
gninaeM elbuoD
(( Mondai Senshi ))
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Nyaa... X3 DTT is currently on a computer ban, but what they don't know can't hurt 'em. Indeed.
Disclaimer: None of the characters in this fic belong to me, and no profit is being made in writing this story.
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Bakura glared as Ryou pushed the wide door open. He sat heavily in the corner between the wall reserved for Ryou and the back wall. Before Ryou could speak, Bakura spoke in a tone that very clearly told his host that he was not to be taken lightly. "You will never do that again," he said fiercely. It was not a suggestion or a request, simply a statement.
Ryou suddenly felt bad for having talked to Yuugi, though it had gotten Bakura to speak again. "I'm sorry," he replied quietly.
That somehow made Bakura even more upset, but he could find no reason to chastise Ryou for it. His face was twisted with malcontent, and his eyes burned with a fierce longing to draw blood. He tore his eyes from Ryou and stared at the floor, fists balled beside him, for only a few seconds before he leapt to his feet, staring at Ryou, his head barely two inches from the face of his companion. He hissed menacingly, "I can't stand you."
Ryou cringed slightly and an odd, limp appearence overtook him. With somewhat glazed eyes, Ryou managed to ask, stammering slightly, "What? Why...?" He narrowed his eyes in deep thought as he stared into Bakura's unblinking, cold eyes, then down at the ground, searching for an answer that he could not find. "What did I...?" Bakura turned and sat back in the corner again, staring at the ground, seeming to be in deep thought. Ryou stumbled out of the soul room, then, not wanting to leave completely, walked into his own.
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Ryou sat quietly in his soul room, looking at the picture frames across the walls. He took in designs about angient egypt, most a dark golden or brownish color, when his eyes fell upon Bakura's face. The photograph was clearly that of Bakura from a few minutes earlier, when he and Ryou were face to face. The look of hatred in his eyes was unbearable. Ryou stood and stalked towards the picture, then pulled it off of the wall and flung it across the room, watching the glass shatter and cut through the photograph in the frame.
Ryou suddenly felt awkward, sitting in a room he didn't know, and stood, quickly stepping through the plain white door, then looked around, seeing the dark red and black door before him and a hallway that extended to his right, which he quickly followed. Suddenly, his head jerked upright and he leapt to his feet, then, after finally deciding on which way to turn, he walked home as quickly as he could.
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Ryou closed his door quietly, then turned to go to his bed, but jumped at the ghostly figure he saw. With eyes wide in surprise, fear, and bewilderment, he tried to find his words, but was not fast enough as Bakura spoke, a heavy, bitter sarcasm in his voice.
"You look as though you've seen a ghost." He grinned with his usual maniacal smirk.
Ryou stumbled backwards, stammering incomprehensibly, and tripped over his own feet, slamming his head into his door as he fell. He sat upright immediately and pressed himself against the door, which immediately slammed open as his mother's voice floated in.
"What's going on in there?" Ryou's mother demanded. "Are you okay?!"
"I-I... I think...!" Ryou could barely even recognize the words as they came out of his mouth.
After a pause that seemed like hours, the door slid shut again. Ryou could feel the blood draining from his face, and slowly went limp.
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Wheee~!! ^^ This is getting fun again~!!! Oo` Yeah. Anyways, I shall love you for any comments you may make.
gninaeM elbuoD
(( Mondai Senshi ))
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Nyaa... X3 DTT is currently on a computer ban, but what they don't know can't hurt 'em. Indeed.
Disclaimer: None of the characters in this fic belong to me, and no profit is being made in writing this story.
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Bakura glared as Ryou pushed the wide door open. He sat heavily in the corner between the wall reserved for Ryou and the back wall. Before Ryou could speak, Bakura spoke in a tone that very clearly told his host that he was not to be taken lightly. "You will never do that again," he said fiercely. It was not a suggestion or a request, simply a statement.
Ryou suddenly felt bad for having talked to Yuugi, though it had gotten Bakura to speak again. "I'm sorry," he replied quietly.
That somehow made Bakura even more upset, but he could find no reason to chastise Ryou for it. His face was twisted with malcontent, and his eyes burned with a fierce longing to draw blood. He tore his eyes from Ryou and stared at the floor, fists balled beside him, for only a few seconds before he leapt to his feet, staring at Ryou, his head barely two inches from the face of his companion. He hissed menacingly, "I can't stand you."
Ryou cringed slightly and an odd, limp appearence overtook him. With somewhat glazed eyes, Ryou managed to ask, stammering slightly, "What? Why...?" He narrowed his eyes in deep thought as he stared into Bakura's unblinking, cold eyes, then down at the ground, searching for an answer that he could not find. "What did I...?" Bakura turned and sat back in the corner again, staring at the ground, seeming to be in deep thought. Ryou stumbled out of the soul room, then, not wanting to leave completely, walked into his own.
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Ryou sat quietly in his soul room, looking at the picture frames across the walls. He took in designs about angient egypt, most a dark golden or brownish color, when his eyes fell upon Bakura's face. The photograph was clearly that of Bakura from a few minutes earlier, when he and Ryou were face to face. The look of hatred in his eyes was unbearable. Ryou stood and stalked towards the picture, then pulled it off of the wall and flung it across the room, watching the glass shatter and cut through the photograph in the frame.
Ryou suddenly felt awkward, sitting in a room he didn't know, and stood, quickly stepping through the plain white door, then looked around, seeing the dark red and black door before him and a hallway that extended to his right, which he quickly followed. Suddenly, his head jerked upright and he leapt to his feet, then, after finally deciding on which way to turn, he walked home as quickly as he could.
***
Ryou closed his door quietly, then turned to go to his bed, but jumped at the ghostly figure he saw. With eyes wide in surprise, fear, and bewilderment, he tried to find his words, but was not fast enough as Bakura spoke, a heavy, bitter sarcasm in his voice.
"You look as though you've seen a ghost." He grinned with his usual maniacal smirk.
Ryou stumbled backwards, stammering incomprehensibly, and tripped over his own feet, slamming his head into his door as he fell. He sat upright immediately and pressed himself against the door, which immediately slammed open as his mother's voice floated in.
"What's going on in there?" Ryou's mother demanded. "Are you okay?!"
"I-I... I think...!" Ryou could barely even recognize the words as they came out of his mouth.
After a pause that seemed like hours, the door slid shut again. Ryou could feel the blood draining from his face, and slowly went limp.
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Wheee~!! ^^ This is getting fun again~!!! Oo` Yeah. Anyways, I shall love you for any comments you may make.
