---Shyness is right, short chapters is better then no updates at all.
You had Zion Mikari? That is where my killer plot bunny ran off too. Bad Zion! Oh, I cannot stay mad at you Zion (huggles)
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: I just realized that Whose Line might not have a disclaimer, oh well, no one cares about them really---
Chapter Twelve
From the Inside
Atemu stood stunned at what Bakura had said. The white haired spirit took this opportunity to get past the Pharaoh and into the house.
"Where is he?" Bakura asked quickly, "Where's my hikari?"
"Since when did you care?" Atemu asked.
"I've always cared," Bakura snarled.
"Doesn't look like it," said Atemu, "From what I've seen it looks like you only care about yourself."
"If I only cared about myself I wouldn't be here would I?"
"I've seen what you've done to him Bakura."
"What I've done?" Bakura growled, "That wasn't me… I would never… Not since… It was…"
Bakura was unable to form a complete sentence to explain himself.
"I'm not going to let you see him!"
"You're going to let me see my fucking hikari or I'm going to kill you too!"
Before Atemu had a chance to retort Yugi walked in to see what all the yelling was about. Bakura rounded on the small youth.
"Where's Ryou?" he asked, he knew he would get an answer from him.
"Up stairs," Yugi squeaked, "But—"
Bakura didn't wait to hear what Yugi had to say. He took off quickly to the stairs.
"Bakura"
Atemu ran after the white haired spirit, closely followed by his counterpart. Bakura stopped outside a door; he could feel his hikaris presences inside. He opened the door and the three looked in but Ryou was nowhere to be seen.
"The bathroom…" Atemu whispered. They walked over to it. The door was ajar. Bakura placed a hand on the door, opening it slowly to reveal the small hikari. He was curled up in a ball on the cool tile floor. Blood stains where easily visible on his clothes and on the floor. His eyes were open and glossed over in pain. Bakura could feel the terrible thoughts battling each other in the youths mind.
Yugi gasped at the sight. He turned away with tears in his eyes. Atemu wrapped his arms around his counterpart, trying to comfort him.
"Pharaoh, clean this up, fix him…" Bakura closed his eyes.
"What are you doing?"
"Something I should have done long ago…"
Bakura disappeared into the Millennium Ring.
Standing outside Ryou's door Bakura wondered what he would find on the other side. He had never seen his hikaris Soul Room before. He had never wanted too before now. There were so many secrets hiding inside the room, so many things about the light Bakura did not know. Bakura took a deep breath and opened the door.
The first thing Bakura noticed was the strong scent of blood in the room. The walls were black and splattered with bloodstains. A bookshelf stood in the corner of the room. Filled with books with black bindings by some people named Edger Allen Poe and Stephen King. Other books, such as Redwall, had been ripped up and thrown to the floor, along with some broken picture frames that had once contained pictures of Ryou's friends.
A desk stood by Bakura, cluttered with papers. The spirit picked some up he saw they were all poems written in red ink.
I don't know who to trust
No surprise
Everyone feels so far away from me
Heavy thoughts sift through the dust
And the lies
Bakura placed the papers back and continued to look around the room. The Millennium Ring hung above the desk, tarnished, blood slowly trickled down the wall over it from a crack near the ceiling. A crossed the room hung a broken mirror, blood slowly dripped from that as well.
Everything in the room was black, save for the Millennium Ring, the mirror and, of course, Ryou.
The young hikari seemed to shine brightly in the dimly lit room. He faced away from the door. Bakura stood for a moment watching the light. He never realized how much his hikari meant to him, and how close he was to losing him. He needed to do something.
"Ryou, I'm sorry…"
Bakura heard something clatter to the floor. Ryou turned to him, staring at him with sunken eyes. The lights eyes looked as empty as they both felt.
"…For everything."
"Why must you continue to hurt me," Ryou said turning away from the spirit again.
"I don't want to hurt you, hikari," Bakura said walking into the room.
"Then why did it take you so long to come?" Ryou asked slowly, "Why didn't you come before it was too late?"
"It's not too late."
"It is for me…" the hikari sighed, "I have nothing left…"
"Not true," Bakura knelt down and wrapped his arms around Ryou, "You have me…"
---(Sits in a big black throne holding Zion while laughing evilly)
I love Ryou's Soul Room---