yes there will be more on Ryou-chan/Bakura-chan (whichever u prefer) i admit, he's my personal fave... :P
(((plenty on Yami, Yugi, and the rest of the characters also coming...in case u were wondering)))
this story was a total spur of the moment thing when i started, so some ideas are coming in, but i'm not for sure where it'll all end up (but i assure u it should be good)
and as to y Kira almost beat Yugi...there's a reason for that. I guess the only thing to say right now is not so much that she has skill – it's more just luck. but that whole part will be a fairly key point later on in the story, so yeah...
Part 1 (Chapter 5) – Trials of Trust
Late for class, and it's only the second day! Kira grabbed what she needed from her locker and tore down the hall, only to collide with someone else, sending books and papers flying. Embarrassed and a little stressed out, she dropped immediately to her knees and began to pick up the mess.
The other person grunted, "Why don't you watch where you're going?"
"I'm sorry," Kira hurriedly apologized. "It's just that..." but her voice died out as she looked up to see who was standing over her. It was the unforgettable eyes and white hair from the night before. "Ryou!"
"That's my name," he replied a little grumpily. "But what...?" His emerald eyes met her own sea-green ones, and Kira could see that he had recognized her as well. "It's you! In the garden!"
She nodded. "I never even imagined this." Her eyes watered, "I kept hoping it was just a dream.
Ryou seemed to soften slightly and helped Kira gather everything together. He stayed at her side as they continued to class. "No," he said softly. "It's no dream." He was quiet for a moment. "I know how I got there, but how did you? Do you have special powers?"
Kira shook my head. "Not exactly. Just the ability to see things in dreams and visions. You and...Bakura," she took a deep breath, remembering, "...are the first people I've ever been able to talk to. I'm not sure why."
"How often do you go to that place?" Ryou asked again. Why all these questions? Kira wondered. She was beginning to feel uneasy.
"It depends," she said. Then, before he could ask anything else, Kira glanced at my watch. "We're gonna be late." She took off running, "C'mon."
With a sigh, Ryou was forced to follow.
So, the girl in your class is the one who's been disturbing us.
Yes, Ryou shivered at the cold in his yami's voice. Somehow she can travel to the shadow realm in her dreams, but I don't think she has any real magical abilities.
Good work, slave. Continue to find out any more information you can.
Why do you care so much about her? I don't think she can do anything to you.
I won't take that chance.
What will you do to her?
I will take care of her, and that's all you need know!
Ryou closed his eyes. What have I done? Kira is innocent of all this. Now Bakura will hurt her too. He tried to convince himself that it was not his fault. Bakura would have gotten the information sooner or later anyway. He had not been given a choice. But Ryou's heart told him otherwise.
"Checkmate!" Kira moved skillfully away from Yugi's trap, much to the other boy's displeasure. Yugi hid his emotion, though, and planned out a second attack. Joey, Tristan, and Tea had gathered around to watch. Mai sat in a corner, reading a magazine and looking extremely bored. Seto wandered about the room, talking on the phone to some girl, and occasionally glancing at the chessboard. The seven of them had planned on going to the nearby park to relax and enjoy the afternoon, but a sudden thunderstorm had changed their plans. Instead, Seto took them to his house by means of his limo.
"Cool move!" Joey remarked appreciatively.
Kira only nodded in acknowledgement, concentrating on the match.
Pieces slid across the board, one after the other, as Yugi and Kira attacked and defended alternately. The sound of a radio in the other room wafted softly through the silence. Then...
"Check." Kira had cornered Yugi. His king could not escape. The queen was in position to defend, but he would have to sacrifice it, and then his king looked likely to follow.
WHAT?!
Yugi winced at the loud voice echoing through his head. She's right. I'm trapped.
Kira looked at him curiously, "Are you all right, Yugi?"
"Y...yes," he stammered.
NO!
Please don't shout, Yugi begged.
But how could you allow this?
I don't know. She says she's just lucky.
It takes more than luck to beat the unbeatable! This cannot be allowed!
It's just a game, Yugi tried to argue futilely.
Just a GAME...?!
Guess I forgot who I was talking to, Yugi sighed and went to move his piece that would end it, but could not make his hand move.
"Yugi, are you sure you're all right?" Kira peered into his face with concern. "We can stop the game if you'd like."
No one beats the King Of Games!!!
With that, a huge bolt of lightning cracked overhead, causing everyone in the room to jump. A moment later the power flickered and went out.
"What happened?!" Seto came running back into the room with a flashlight. "What the.... Yugi!"
The boy was crouched in a ball on the floor. Tea knelt down next to him anxiously. "What's wrong?"
"I don't feel so well," Yugi murmured after a moment. "Mind if I go home now?"
His friends stared in bewilderment; then Seto remembered his manners and went to call a limo. Tea helped a shaky Yugi stand and make it out to the garage.
"What was that all about?" Kira asked, as confused as anyone.
"Not sure," Mai stepped by her side, watching out the front window as the black stretch took Yugi home. "But I don't think I want to find out."
I don't get it, Kira murmured aloud, walking through the inky blackness of her dreams. Why was Ryou asking so many questions today? And how did he even get in my dream last night? And what about Yugi? What was wrong with him this afternoon? But the more she wondered, the less she felt like she knew.
"They're after you," spoke up a slightly familiar voice from behind.
"What do you mean? Who's after me?" Kira turned to find the young girl from before.
But she ignored the question. "I warned you not to tell, but you didn't listen. Now the dark one knows who you are, and he won't stop until he destroys you."
Kira shivered and tried to act brave. "Who says I should believe what you say?"
The young girl shrugged, "No one but you and me. Though, if you die, it won't rest on my conscience. Listen to my advice, but if you need someone to trust, find the Pharaoh."
"The Pharaoh?" Kira thought hard to recall, "You mean that guy in my dream the night before last?"
The child nodded, shaking black strands of hair from her eyes. "But you will have to find his other identity, for he lives in your world as well."
"Is he good? Can he protect me, from...whatever it is?"
She nodded, "Yes. Trust the pharaoh, listen to me; it's yourself you have to watch out for." And just like that, she was gone.
Her words creeped Kira out. I need to watch out for myself? When did I ever become so dangerous? Before she could think it through any further, the darkness started to close in. Thicker than blood and colder than ice, a true shadow formed, closing off Kira's vision entirely. No light could pierce this. It seeped through her skin, filling her mind with fear and doubt. Then she knew no more.
Once inside his own room, Yugi threw himself across the bed, fearful of what might happen next. It wasn't long before he felt his consciousness dragged through dimensions into the shadow realms. Yugi looked up to see Yami towering over him, "How could you?!"
"I'm sorry," Yugi looked away in shame.
"That's not enough!!! You could have destroyed me today!"
"Would it really have been the worst thing to admit defeat? It was just a friendly game of chess. Not even Duel Monsters. Kira wasn't trying to go after your reputation. She's just a good player."
"More than a good player. She's been enough to rival me every time you sit down to a game, no matter what it is!!!"
Yugi covered his ears as his yami had begun to shout again, but refused to back down entirely. "Yelling isn't going to help," he pointed out.
"Don't you dare tell me what to do!" raged Yami. "You're nothing without me!"
Yugi exhaled quickly. Yami's words stung as much as any physical blow might. Tears came to his eyes, but he blinked them away, staring his yami straight in the face. "You sound like Bakura."
Yami became instantly contrite. It was true, he was blaming Yugi for doing nothing wrong. He was looking down on his hikari just like he had scolded Bakura for. "I'm sorry." He knelt down on the ground next to Yugi, "I guess being Pharaoh for so long gets you used to blaming others." He sighed, "It's just that...when I saw I might lose, I was filled with a fear I have not known for centuries."
Yugi looked curiously up at his Yami's pained expression, "Why?"
"It's true I am the King of Games," Yami explained, "I have never lost any challenge set before me outside of my own will to do so. It is what keeps me alive." Yugi shot him a surprised look, as Yami continued. "My magic is tied directly to games of any sort, but especially the Shadow Games. It is what keeps me the best. If I were to lose, it would destroy the magic that holds me strong. I don't know what might happen to my soul past that."
"I never knew," whispered Yugi.
"You never needed to. I didn't want to burden you," Yami rested a hand on Yugi's shoulder. "I'm sorry for my anger. Just don't encourage that girl to play with you any more than necessary."
"All right," Yugi agreed. "Friends again?"
Yami smiled; that was a word he had first learned from Yugi. "Friends."
R&R!