Double Meaning
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(( Mondai Senshi ))
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Argh... Agitating... Well, hopefully I'll be able to finish the next chappie here and the next in Shadows of Understanding before too much longer.
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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It was quite a while later that Ryou lost interest in waiting, so he hung the Millenium Puzzle from his neck before he returned again to his living room. He made his way to the couch and lay there, flat on his stomach, slowly running his fingers across the thin fabric of the egyptian cloak. He sighed heavily and, several minutes later, he draped the cloak across his shoulders before falling to his side with his head laying on top of the arm rest.
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Bakura walked through the worn, empty hallway with the feeling of being watched. He looked up at the walls and found himself staring into the faces of assorted monsters and magical beings that he recognized from cards Ryou referred to as Duel Monsters playing cards, as well as from a thousand years ago and earlier. His footprints seemed to fill the emptiness that echoed in his ears. He winced, half in surprise, as the pharoah's voice rang just behind him.
"Whatever you do, try to be careful. My memories do not want to be discovered, and I cannot be held responsible if anything should happen."
"Naturally." Bakura simply smirked. "You know as well as I that I have expirience in this type of raid. In fact, these cavernous chambers bear a striking resemblence to your own tomb, my Pharoah, even if it was only half finished when I took my leave."
"I recall this was a complex ritual, but not unknown amongst those whose minds dwelled upon magic. Why can you not simply search the scrolls of your own mind?"
"This is much simpler than trying to decipher the riddles buried in my unkempt scripture. Though your presence proves distraction enough to complicate the process," Bakura grumbled under his breath.
"Then I'll leave you to your thoughts."
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Ryou awoke suddenly, blinking his eyes open to the light of the room, which he had neglected to turn out. He, too, was surprised by the pharoah's sudden input.
"He's determined to make it by himself into the depths of my mind like those that even I have never known."
Ryou, now sitting upright, looked half-through the ghostly spirit standing nearby. "I don't suppose you could tell me what you two are doing, now, could you?"
"It would be difficult to explain. I am sorry, but it will be easier to show you later."
"He doesn't want any advice, even?"
"He would rather I not stay long enough to give it."
"Yes... He does preffer to be alone..." Ryou's eyes, directed foreward and slightly averted, were unfocused as he spoke, giving him a distant appearance.
"No." The pharoah spoke in a voice that demanded respect. "He simply cannot fogive me for events thousands of years past that I had little control over. It is not that he wishes for solitude, only that my presence is a burden on his heart and mind."
The silence that followed seemed to last forever, but not nearly long enough, as Ryou carefully turned this thought over in his mind. Then, suddenly, his stomach lurched, and Ryou had a sudden feeling of falling, as though the floor had gone from beneath his feet, and a nearly unexplainable fear overtook him. It seemed as though the pharoah must have felt something, as well, as he had suddenly gone. As he sat tense on the couch, he tried to think clearly.
After only a few seconds, Ryou fell limp, sideways, on the couch.
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Ugh... Finally found out how to get this stinkin' chapter done. Still not sure what the ritual's s'posed to be, though, yet... Gotta figure that out...
