Chapter 2
(Jenrya: Arigato, reviewers! ^_^ I thought no one would like this! *hands little Yu-Gi-Oh! plushies to reviewers* Oh, and my e-mail doesn't work so great, so anyone who wanted me to e-mail them something, it'll take some time. Like a week, no more. The switch will be in this chapter!! Oh, and Kat, I read your review, and thanks a lot for the idea, but I already had an idea by then. But I appreciate it! And sorry if Bakura seems a bit snobby, I didn't mean it!)
Kaiba P.O.V
I woke up at 3:30, and immediately went to my paperwork. But I noticed that I was famished, so I went to the kitchen. I saw Bakura there, drinking a glass of milk. He waved at me. I simply turned to the fridge. We had tons of food, but I didn't enjoy eating. I didn't enjoy being hungry neither.... So I took a rice ball and heated it in the microwave. I sat at the kitchen table, across from Bakura.
"I thought you were Superman or something." Bakura said, looking at me.
"Excuse me?"
"You know, you don't sleep, you don't eat; I thought you were Superman or something. But you do eat!" He said, drinking more milk. I still felt confused. I never watched T.V, or ever really got involved in anything besides Duel Monsters.
"What's Superman?" I asked, infuriated with myself at the thought that I didn't know something. That's failure to me.
"Oh, it's a forgein show. I used to watch it before I was transferred to Japan. You never heard of it, Seto?" He said, drinking even more milk. If he was lactose intolerant.....
"I'd prefer Kaiba. And no, I never have. And why are you drinking so much? " I asked, getting the rice ball out of the microwave.
"Helps me sleep. Yami's been bugging me all night." Bakura said pouring another glass.
"He can talk to you in your mind? Like Yugi's Yami?" I said, nearly spitting on the floor at the thought of that little brat.
"Yes. But I don't know were he is at the moment." Bakura said, reddening.
"What?! You mean he could storm in here and kill one of us? Or steal? You hold a Millennium Item! If I know my facts a Millennium holder---" I was interrupted by Bakura.
"You know your facts Seto Kaiba. You just don't understand them. All you do is judge and see people for there deformities!" Bakura went and got his coat. "I'm leaving right now!" He said, clearly on the verge of tears.
"It's night. And your house is distant from here." I said, shrugging. Bakura glared at me.
"You know what's distant from you?" He asked, his face crimsoning even more then before.
"No. I don't. Please, tell me." I said, sarcastically.
"Your heart."
And with that he left, leaving me even more confused then when we first met. I decided to just walk to my room and get a bit more slumber, or think about what just happened.
Bakura's P.O.V
I quickly walked toward my house, and opened the door. I quickly ran to my room, feeling ashamed of running away. I put the Millennium Ring on my chest, feeling a little more secured with it on me. I laid on the bed, but didn't fall asleep even though it was 4 o' clock. I noticed that I stormed out of the house in my pajama's, but I didn't even care. I realized that Kaiba was just a jerk. A guy who lost his heart, due to things out of his control, but a guy who became bitter because of his past instead of stronger. And I had problems to! I had a Yami, and my mother was dead. I angrily threw a book at the wall. "If he only lived my life for a while!" At that exact moment, I felt odd, and noticed I wasn't in my body anymore. I started to hyperventilate as I noticed my clothes were grey instead of dark blue. And I didn't feel my hair against my back. But I noticed deep scars across my wrists, and prayed that what I thought just happened didn't just happen. I walked over to a mirror, and realized my eyes were no longer brown, but blue. And my hair was no longer white, but brown. I was taller, thinner, and looked sterner. I had become Seto Kaiba.
Kaiba P.O.V1/4 hour before
I was in my room, thinking. 'Baka Bakura believes he has problems. I work, take care of a little brother, have parents who both died, no friends. Plus I have insomnia and six other illnesses I happened to obtained over the many long and hard years.' I grabbed a huge china vase on my night table and threw it against the wall, waking Mokuba up, but I didn't care. "If he only lived my life for a while!" I felt peculiar, and noticed I wasn't staring at my usually bedroom window, but a small T.V. And I felt something on my back. I tried to pull it off, and noticed I was hurting myself while doing it. "Hair?" I said, pushing it in front of my face. It was hair. I saw a small mirror next to the television, and I ran to it, looking at my reflection. I gasped. I had become Ryou Bakura.
A/N: Every time I use the P.O.V system from now on, Bakura P.O.V will be Bakura in Kaiba's body, and Kaiba P.O.V will be Kaiba in Bakura's body.
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Bakura P.O.V
I started to worry when I heard footsteps. I looked at the mirror, trying to mimic Kaiba's smirk before his brother would open the door. But I didn't have enough time, because Mokuba opened the door.
"Onni-San, are you doing alright? I heard something brake." Mokuba said, looking at me with concern. I decided to just turn my back at him and not say anything. Looking at Mokuba's reflection in the window, I saw that he was going to leave, but he cut his foot on something. "Ow ow ow ow ow ow!" Mokuba yelped, and I realized his foot was bleeding. He stepped on a broken vase or something. I went to help him, trying to remember what Kaiba did when I had the fabric stuck in my arm. I told him to bite something, and I took the glass out of his foot. He screamed so loudly, America would hear us! I idiotically patted him on the head and pushed him out the door. I looked at my hands, which were full of blood. I went to the bathroom to wash them; luckily at the sleep over, I needed to use it, so I knew were it was. I washed my hands, and then looked at the mirror. I didn't look very cold-hearted, maybe because I'm a good guy, but Kaiba's eyes were the same. But something hit me hard, like a ton of bricks. 'If I'm here, were's Kaiba?'
Kaiba P.O.V
The thing I was most vexed about was my height. I was several inches shorter then the height I'm used to. I am used to looking down at people, not up. Why did this happen?! I was getting irritated with my hair as well. It was white; which dreadfully reminded me of Pegusus, and it made my neck scorch under the summer heat. But at least I wasn't Yugi at the moment, hmmm? I immediately began to think of my papers, my brother, my job!! There going to think I left my Corporate Station again!! I laid on the bed and tried to balance the pros and cons of my current situation. Usually, I only got cons when I thought. But I began to see a few ups. 'I'll have no papers to do! I could sleep as early or as late as I want!' I felt....a bit content. Someone knocked on the door, and I opened it. A man, in about his thirties, with a blue ponytail, stared at me. This must be Bakura's father, the archaeologist. (A/N: If you pay careful attention to the episode 'The Spirit of the Ring', when Bakura has a flashback of his father, you can see a blue colored pony-tail, and that's it.)
"Bakura, are you O.K? Weren't you staying at Kaiba's house for the night?" He asked, a slight tone of worry in his voice. He slightly reminded me of my biological father; whom I lost all those years ago...
"Um....Yes." I said, hoping that would be all he asked.
"Then why are you back here? Weren't you sleeping over?" He asked, his kind gaze filling me up with envy. I had no one to comfort or talk to me; not ever!
"I got into an argument with Seto Kaiba." I said, feeling quite odd saying that. I'm Seto Kaiba! I didn't get into an argument with myself!
"Why?" Bakura's father; or rather my father for the time being, said.
I completely forgot why we fought. Then it hit me. His Yami.
"My Yami." I said, pointing to the Millennium Ring. Massive mistake.
"You're what? Yami?" Clearly Bakura never told his father about the Ring, or the Yami. I quickly began to think for a cover story.
"I didn't say Yami! I said Kami! You see, Kaiba is a very huge Shinto believer." I said, finally saying something true about myself. Yes, the cruel, cold-hearted, inconsiderate Kaiba is a very huge Shinto believer. Lucky for me, Bakura's father bought it, but looked a bit confused.
"Were Shintoist ourselves, though."
"He believes in a different god." I said, quickly begging the Sun Kami to forgive me.
"Oh. Listen, I'm very happy that your trying to help this guy out, even though you think he's mean. From what you told me, he really needs company every now and then. Either that or he'll turn into a serial killer, or a drug dealer or just insane." He said, kissing my cheek and leaving the room. (A/N: It's his dad, dang it!) "Good night Bakura!" He said, closing the door behind him.
I touched my cheek, and remembered my mom. She always kissed my cheek, and then would then ruffle my hair and hug me. Then she would say, 'You're my little boy! And I never want you to change! You know, you took my eyes, and my attitude. You took your dad's height. I just hope you always stay the way you are!' I forced back tears as I remembered her. But then I decided just to cry. I can never show any emotions to Mokuba, but I was alone now. So I could do anything I wanted at my will.
Bakura P.O.V
Mokuba walked back after about ten minutes. "You've still got papers to finish, Big Brother." He said, placing his head on my shoulder. I had no clue on what to do at the moment, so I just patted his head. "You've got twenty more papers to finish, Set-o." I noticed that Mokuba put more stress on 'Set' and less stress on 'o'.
'Oh my god.... I haven't got a clue on how to fill papers out! I better call Kaiba!!' I slowly got up, trying to hide my worried look, and pushed Mokuba out of the room. "I need a little privacy kid." I said, filling with glee in my head as I thought how much I sounded like Kaiba. I picked up the phone and dialed my number. One ring.....two ring....three ring... Finally, my dad picked up.
"Who is this?" He said, irritation in his voice. He didn't like anyone calling past midnight. I thought for a second on what to say.
"I am Seto Kaiba. May I please speak to Bakura Ryou?" I asked, in a proud voice that naturally came out.
"You're Seto?" My father said, his voice happy, as usual.
"Yes. I am sorry for the disturbance. Is it to late to call?" I asked, mimicking Kaiba's attitude exactly.
"Well, it is. But my son is still awake. But Seto–"
"I would prefer it if you called me Kaiba." I said, remembering what Kaiba told me earlier.
"O.K.....But Kaiba, please don't call past midnight next time." My father said.
"I probably will not be calling again." I said, thinking of Kaiba's slight rudeness.
"Alrighty then.... Bakura! Seto Kaiba is on the phone!" My dad said, putting the phone on the table. I heard footsteps, heavy ones, which had to be Kaiba doing his natural stroll.
Kaiba P.O.V
I picked up the phone, wiping my eyes on my sleeve, which I noticed was a pajama sleeve. "Hi!" I said, adding enthusiasm to my voice to try and sound more like Bakura. I noticed that Bakura's father picked up the other phone.
"Hello Bakura. I would like to apologize for what happened earlier today." My voice said back at me. Bakura was probably just trying to make a front. And his overly worried father hung his phone up, motioning to me to continue talking as he left the room.
"It's O.K!" I said, feeling young and stupid. All my pride is gone....
"I wanna ask you a question, Kaiba." Bakura said to me, returning to his normal tone of voice.
"What?" I said, forgetting the enthusiasm.
"Do you know how to do papers?" He asked worriedly. My worst fear has come true.... No, my worst fear was not getting my soul switched into another body... But that my company will be destroyed!
"Whatever you do, don't leave you Corporate Station! And Kaiba Corp. makes computers and other technologies. So look underneath my bed and there will be a huge book that says, 'Computer Terms for Beginners'. Read it. Forget about the papers for now, just learn all the technical terms I know. And I know the whole book by heart!" I said, waiting for Bakura's reaction. All I obtained was a, "Whoa..." from him before he said good night and hung up. I sadly thought how quickly Kaiba Corp. would be ruined.... I slightly cursed, and ran my fingers through my now thigh length hair. I looked at the clock. It was 1 o' clock. We had school tomorrow. I got into the bed, thinking for a few moments, and fell into a deep sleep.
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Bakura P.O.V
I woke up the next morning, at 7 o' clock. I yawned and rubbed my eyes. I was still tired.
I wanted to be absent today to get more sleep, but then I remembered I was in Kaiba's body, and I didn't want to ruin his perfect attendance. So I just went to the bathroom, and washed my face and brushed my teeth. I looked at the shower, and gulped. This might be a bit harder then I thought....
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I came out of the shower refreshed, but I had to bathe blind-folded. I mean, really, this isn't my body! I quickly got dressed, and noticed something odd about Kaiba's bathroom. All his soaps and creams were all plain scented. I thought that was weird; weren't millionaires supposed to bathe in pure mountain water, with a Jacuzzi, and soaps made with pure berry extract or something? O.K, maybe I am going a bit over the edge.....
I walked to my room, er, Kaiba's room, and took out his school uniform. I buttoned it al the way, even though it was 90 degrees outside. I knew that's how he usually dressed. I picked up a nearby briefcase, and looked through the contents. Yep, it was his school-bag. And, luckily, all the homework was done. I suddenly had a gut feeling that today would not be a very good day. I always liked being sociable, who doesn't?, but I just noticed now that Kaiba had zero friends. Which means, for now, so do I.
I quietly woke Mokuba up, and told him I was leaving for school. He looked up at me, stuck his tongue out, and pulled the cover over his head. I gently shook him, and he woke up. He got up, hugged me around my waist, and kissed me on the cheek. "Have a good day in school, big brother!" He chirped happily. I patted him on his head, and walked out the door.
'Mokuba is a very good kid! Even if Kaiba has no friends, he still shouldn't be cold hearted.' I thought, before I saw a huge, black limousine in front of me. I walking in. The driver gave me a folder full of papers. I stared at them, puzzled. "What am I supposed to do with these?" I asked, adding sternness in my voice.
"Mr. Kaiba, you always look through that and finish undone paperwork before going to school." The driver said, a hint of attitude in his voice. I groaned, and even though Kaiba told me not to do any paperwork, I looked through it anyway.
Kaiba P.O.V
I woke up the next morning, feeling extremely refreshed. I had never gotten that much sleep in my entire life! I woke up to see Bakura front of me. But, I was Bakura...
"I see your little sleep-over failed, hmmm?" I suddenly noticed who this man was. Yami Bakura. He didn't seem to bad.
"Yeah, so what?" I answered, forgetting that I was supposed to act like Bakura. Yami Bakura looked surprised.
"You're getting fresh!" He said, getting up. "Just wait until after school. I destroy your newly gotten self confidence." And with that he entered the Millennium Ring. I put it on, although I had no urge, like I overheard Bakura tell Yugi so many times. But I noticed the Ring was like an anchor; it seemed extremely heavy. I still wore it, but within seconds, Yami Bakura seemed to jump out; but it looked much more like he was forced out. He glared at me, and took several huge gasps of air.
"What......the.....HECK!!!" He yelled, his right hand placed over his heart.
"What?!" I asked, looking at the clock. I was going to be late for school; and so far, all this particular Yami seemed to be was annoying.
"I can't enter my soul room!! There's only one in you!!" Yami Bakura said, seeming very torn up. "I nearly died entering your body!!! And I couldn't enter mine, because mine WASN'T THERE!!!!"
I stared at him. I realized I was in trouble. But I also realized I was late for school now. "O.K, I do not know what is going on presently, but I must depart for school! If you will...." I pushed Yami Bakura out of my way.
"Hey! You don't speak like that!" I stopped dead in my tracks. And I ran as fast as I could to school; and luckily, Yami Bakura was to confused to follow me.
NOTE: When Bakura (in Kaiba's body) says something about Kaiba, he isn't talking about himself, but of Kaiba in Bakura's body. And vice-versa.
Bakura P.O.V
I looked through all the charts, and graphs, and stocks. What was a stock, exactly? And what was a share? All of the charts were colorful, but each chart was separated into..... 39 .... 40.... 41.... 42 sections at least each! What in the world needs 42 sections?! I sighed and hastily put all the papers back in the folder once the limo reached school. I slowly got out, and immediately realized that every student stopped there conversations and glared at me. I never knew Kaiba was hated this much. I walked through the doors of the school, carrying myself as proudly as I could manage without looking tripping or making a fool out of myself. I know what you're wondering, "Why am I trying so hard to act like Kaiba?" Well, I try my best to help people. And the only way to help Kaiba is to live in his shoes, I guess. Plus, I don't want his pride and everything else down the drain. Yes, many people would jump at the chance to ruin Seto Kaiba's life. But the one thing that really bothers me is because I think my Ring has something to do with this. I walked in front of the classroom door, and grabbed the doorknob, but someone's hand was placed on my shoulder. I turned around, and faced the principal. My heart got stuck in my throat.
"Kaiba, I just heard of your top grades on the citywide tests. You must be already be preparing for the college entry exams, no?" My heart returned back to it's normal place, and I nodded. "Good! You must be the only freshman who's class work is above everything! The Science teacher told me on your last trip, you sat in the bus during lunch and did work! Very good, continue the good work." He patted me on the back and I walked into the class. Jounouchi glared at me, and Yugi, Anzu, and Honda all stopped talking. I noticed Bakura was there. Well, I'm Bakura. But I mean Kaiba in my body was already there. Bakura's brows were furrowed. I realized the daily insults Jounouchi said about Kaiba, and I gulped. I calmly walked passed them, but Jounouchi stuck his foot out, but I saw it and went over it. I sat right next to Kaiba, so I knew were his seat was. I also realized I was right on time, and I took out a book. The only one in his bag was pitch black, and very thick. I took it out, and noticed it was a history book on Japan. I quietly read it, being bored out of my mind. But my mind wandered, and I heard the whispers of the other students.
"Look at him, walking into this classroom as if he owns the place."
"The world gave him everything, and he's still a jerk!"
"I know right? The other day, I dropped my pen, and it landed right underneath him. And he wouldn't pick it up for me!"
"....with that smug smirk on his face..."
"...all he knows about is machinery." I heard Anzu say lastly. She snuck a glare at me, and chocked her head to the side. I looked into the face of myself, who was Kaiba, and he kept a steady stare at me. I noticed how odd I looked, with cold brown eyes. I shivered slightly. His glare sent chills up my spine. Kaiba dropped his hand to his side, and motioned me forward. I slightly shook my head, and Kaiba bent down to speak to Yugi. I tried to listen, but I couldn't. I suddenly felt really crummy. I looked down at my wrists, and noticed that the scars were fresh. I began to figure out exactly how Kaiba got them....
Kaiba P.O.V
I watched myself walk into the classroom. 'Oh, great....my cold posture is gone...' Jounouchi muttered something about Kaiba, who was me... And Yugi sadly shook his head once Bakura sat down.
"You know Bakura...I'm beginning to hate him more and more each day. I tried being friends with him, but he kept pushing us away." Yugi grumbled, staring at Bakura. I forced myself to nod, and my white hair eclipsed my eyes.
"He thinks he knows everything, you know that?! And all he knows about is machinery." Anzu said, crossing her arms in front of her. I tried my best not to purse my lips, but I didn't want to stand here being ridiculed. I stared at Bakura for several seconds, and knew that he quivered under my glare. I wanted to call him forward, but he shook his head. I wished to tell him to not ruin my whole reputation. I slightly sighed. I bent down to speak to Yugi.
"Why do you talk about Kaiba like this all the time?" I asked, yet again making myself sound like Bakura.
"You know why! Because we're part of W.H.K.C!" Jounouchi said, smirking.
"W.H.K.C?" I asked, confused.
"We Hate Kaiba Club!" Jounouchi said, as he burst into a fit of laughter. I felt my face reddening with mild rage and annoyance that something like his was right underneath my nose.
"He's kidding Bakura!" Anzu said, fixing her skirt. She placed her hand on my shoulder, and stared into my eyes. "Hey, what did Kaiba do to you when you slept over? I heard you to had to leave early." She said, nearly whispering. I jerked my shoulder forward, and she let go of my shoulder, with a mild expression on her face. "What's wrong?" She asked, a slight quiver in her voice.
"You're not Yami Bakura, are you?!" Yugi asked. I shook my head, and muttered, "My stomach hurts, that's all." Anzu sighed a breath of relief. "Oh, good! So, tell us what happened at Kaiba's house. Did he hurt you in any way? Did he want your Millennium Ring?" Yugi asked, worried.
"No. We got into an argument, that is all. He hardly looked at me during the entire visit, and when I tried to engage him in a conversation—" I said, pausing when everyone stared at me, puzzled. But Honda's face split into a smile.
"Good impression of Kaiba!" He said, patting me on the back. Everyone else laughed. I was absolutely sure my face was scarlet.
I slightly shivered at all four of the group; the presence of people was sickening to me. But somehow, I feel that if they were not mocking me, I might have been cheerful. I cross my over my chest, and wished I was back home with my papers and meetings. My mind wandered momentarily, but Anzu broke the silence. "So, he didn't do anything to you that was....bad?" Anzu said, her tone of voice questionable.
"Nothing at all!" I said, getting annoyed. 'Why can't this day just end?' I thought sorrowfully.
(Jenrya: Yes, the end of the chapter! Sorry it took so long to post, but I had school! WHICH IS NOW OVER! WHOOOHOOO!!! Sorry about that. Well, I'll be posting a lot faster now. ^_^ Thanks for all the reviews!)