((Ok, in this chapter, I am being forced to put something in. I have thought about it before, and my friend Marissa (A.K.A. Alyssa) asked me to do it in the next chapter (The chapter you are reading now.) Anyways, I decided to put it now, since it does logically make sense, for the way I've written things is my mind. Also, I introduce a new character, based off of my friend, Christine! I'd also like to say to everyone… Your mom goes to collage! –Laughs insanely- There's funny story about that and Emma (A.K.A Amme) But you don't need to know that now… Thanks for reading!))
((Disclaimer, again, I DO NOT OWN PHANTOM OF THE OPERA OR ANY OF THE LYRICS! They are copywriter to their proper owners.))
Savay yawned and stretched her arms.
"Do you like Phantom of the Opera? I heard you humming Masquerade."
"Um… yeah, I do." I blushed. What if she had something against it?
"Cool! I love it! The mystery! The horror! The romance! What a great musical! But I love the movie too!" Savay smiled sweetly and turned on the Karaoke machine. (That just happened to be there) Piano music started up and Savay started singing 'Think of Me.'
"Think of me. Think of me fondly, when we've said goodbye." Savay sang like an angel. I looked at the Karaoke machine to make sure she wasn't just lip-syncing. I gawked at her. She continued singing perfectly. "There will never be a day when I don't think of you!" Savay finished her first part.
Can it be? Can it be Savay? I thought. Savay smiled at me. Crap, I'd said that aloud! "Bravo!" I said, along to the lyrics. "Long ago, it seemed so long ago. How young and innocent we were. She may not remember me, but I remember…"
Savay sang her part, but I was hardly listening. Such a beautiful voice filled my ears! Savay was better than the original singer!
"Me!" Savay finished. We stared at each other for a moment.
"That-you- you have a beautiful voice…" I murmured. Savay smiled.
"Thank you. I've been singing for… a long while. Sometimes music was my only friend."
"I'm your friend, aren't I?" I asked her softly.
"Yes Bakura, but you're… you're more than my friend. You're much, much more." Savay hugged me. I held her tight and close. Savay lifted her head, and moved it slowly near mine. I closed my eyes. All the sudden there was a gunshot. I heard Savay give a little moan and fall back. I snapped my eyes open to see the most horrible sight I'd ever seen.
Savay was limp, her arms still around me. Her eyelids fell limply over her lifeless eyes. Her blood was on the floor, and on me, flowing out of a bullet wound in her chest. Standing over her was a short girl, a few years younger than Savay. She had white hair with bangs that covered her eyes. She was wearing a white dress with red markings. She laughed.
"Who are you?" I was shaking with anger. Was Savay dead? She was immortal but…
"At last, the princess is dead… her reign has ended, to begin mine!" She continued laughing. This girl… she must be the Duchess of Bloodshed!
"You bitch… you unholy creature! You have killed my only friend, the only one who has ever given a second thought of me! You shall pay for this!" I pointed my finger at her. "Penalty game!" I tried to send her ungodly soul into a dresser. Nothing happened.
She cackled. "That will not work on me, human. I don't think of her immortality now, for that bullet was poisoned, so even if she does recover from her certain death, she will suffer again!"
I stared at her. Then I looked at Savay. The bullet wound was healing fast, but her skin had a greenish tinge to it. "You witch…" I whispered. I looked up. The Duchess was gone. "You… you will pay for this!" I picked up Savay, leaning her head on my shoulder, not wanting it to dangle. Then I ran to the nurse's office, where I remembered it being when my host got sick. A nurse was in there, doing some paper work. She looked up.
"What seems to be the trouble dear?" She said kindly.
"My friend… she was shot in the chest, but the wound is healed… the bullet was poisoned, and she needs help!" I gasped for breath.
"Hmm… right here?" She prodded where the bullet wound was. I nodded. She got a HUGE pair of tweezers, and then with these HUGE tweezers, she stabbed them into Savay's wound, and got the bullet out. The wound healed quickly, soon there was no mark. Then she dabbed a purple liquid on Savay's back. Then she dumped the rest down Savay's throat.
"Now we pray." The nurse said. I fell on my knees next to the bed the nurse had placed Savay's lifeless body.
Oh, Anubis, God of the Dead; spare Savay; you may have her in the Afterlife sometime else. Oh Ra, God of Sun, spare her life! Save the woman I love! I prayed silently. All the sudden the door opened. It was Alyssa.
"Oh… god…" She gasped and ran up to Savay. "Don't die now!" I was baffled over the fact Alyssa cared about Savay. Weren't they just arguing?
Soon Amme and Atina replaced Alyssa's spot next to Savay's bed. They also prayed.
"Excuse me?" A young girl, about our age, came in. She had spiky turquoise hair. She was wearing large, round glasses. She carried a few books. "Is that Savay?"
"Wistine!" Amme gasped. "It is her." She added.
"Hmm, she looks bad…" Wistine picked her hand up. "Her hands are like ice…" She dug though her backpack, and got out a vile with a blue liquid. "This will work…" Wistine forced some of the liquid down Savay's throat. "I should take action soon."
So we waited. I prayed some more, with my eyes closed. Please let her be ok, please let her be ok, please let her be ok-
"Ba-ba-Bakura?" a familiar voice rasped. I snapped my eyes open. Savay was revived!
"Savay! I was so worried!" I sobbed, hugging her.
"Savay! Take this antidote, quick!" Wistine thrust a green liquid in a vile at her. Savay dumped it down her throat. She grimaced, but it was better than death.
"Wistine… it was you who saved me, right?" Savay smiled, feebly. Wistine nodded. "Thank you… all of you… now please, I wish to be alone with Bakura…"
Everyone else shrugged and left the room. For a few minuets we just looked at our feet in silence.
Savay broke it. "Bakura… thank you… for everything… I'm so sorry I put your life in danger…" Savay sobbed. She buried her head into my chest, and cried.
"I'm just glad you're ok… you have no need to apologize…" I murmured. I lifted her head up, and wiped her tears away. Then I slowly grabbed her face, and moved it towards mine. Savay closed her eyes, still wet from flowing tears. Our lips touched. We kissed. My first one. Pretty hard to believe, for me being 3000 years old. What mattered was, though, was that we finally had admitted our feelings for each other. And we'd never regret it.
((o0 I feel so gushy, for writing all that romance mush. Anyways, sorry it took so long to update! Please review!))