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Chapter Dedicated to Atems Queen Of The Nile XD

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Bakura walked for a good twenty-eight minutes before the soles of his feet began to ache. He stopped, sighed, and pulled out the phone. "Vile device, where's a clock?" he muttered, turning the phone over a few times before flipping it open. "11:42. It's been thirty minutes," Bakura muttered to himself. He sighed, and beeped a few buttons to get to the "Home" saved number in the phone book. Looking up, he took a last desperate look at his surroundings. He had followed his feet in circles all the way to Domino park. It was dark as death, but the silence was broken by the taunting sound of a late-night gang of teens laughing in a far corner of the area, probably smoking, high and drinking beer. Not that Bakura particularly cared, no, he was far above that. Actually, what concerned him was the lone figure on the swing set, rocking hopelessly back and forth at a slow and painful pace. He took a few steps closer, stopped, and spoke, since due to his naturally super Ninja skills they probably hadn't heard him yet. "Kitten?" He asked softly, gently. The swing stopped and she looked over. Kitten quickly looked away again when she saw who had spoken her name. Mostly to hide the tears that wouldn't stop.

"Hi." She whispered.

"I was, am, worried about you," Bakura said in a soft voice, correcting himself to the present tense partway through the sentence.

"Won't have to be for long." she muttered hoping he wouldn't hear but he did.

"If, you die," he said slowly, trying to keep the fear out of his voice, and succeeding as he usually did. "If you die, I will miss you. I look forward to you bugging me."

"I don't want to die." She said. "I don't want to have to save the world. I just want to be ten." She fell from the swing to her knees crying more. "I don't want to be called Kitten anymore either." Kitten whispered holding her head in her hands. Bakura was quiet. He took a few soft steps till he was standing over her, and reached out his hand. Kitten instantly withdrew, but let him wipe away her tears with rough fingers.

"Do you, want me to give you a new name?" he asked softly, eyes betraying the sorrow that was lacking in his slow voice.Kitten shook her head sadly.

"It doesn't matter what I want." She said standing up. "It didn't before and it doesn't now." She was speaking nearly below a whisper. "At lest everyone else'll be safe..." She hung her head.

"Kitten," Bakura said firmly, now using a fatherly tone. He paused. "Risha. I think I want to call you Risha. Kitten does not suite you," he said finally. Bakura took his fingers and used them to gently tilt Kitten head so she'd look him in the eyes. "You will not die," he told her. "I will think of something," Bakura promised. Kitten smiled slightly before wrapping her arms around him.

"Kura...The vile I gave you before. The one that's under your bed. If you drink it now you won't have to go back into the ring." Bakura was shocked for a minute, but let a soft smile slid onto his lips; his first in a LONG time.

"Thanks Risha," he said in a soft voice, hugging her back. "Come back safe, okay? But take your time." he whispered. "If you need time..."

(Morning. Stupid bright sun…grr…XD)

Sunlight streamed in through the window. Kitten's eyes fluttered open slowly. Images formed slowly in her mind of the previous night, a picture of Bakura, kissing her forehead lightly and then taking her hand to walk her home, Ryou, looking dazed and confused, climbing out of bed, and Bakura, sitting in a chair, watching her with softly smiling bloody-chocolate colored eyes. Slowly it registered. Kitten had spent the night in Ryou's apartment, in a room, alone with Bakura. She rolled aside the covers and stepped lightly onto the floor. A gentle sound that hadn't quite yet registered suddenly stopped as the floorboard squeaked, and she glanced to see Bakura lift his head. He was still sitting in the same chair. "So, you're up," he said softly, in a voice thick with sleep. Kitten stared at him a minute not fully awake. "G'mornin'," he said, yawned, and stretched. "That vial was full of NASTY tasting stuff," Bakura muttered, half to himself. Kitten smiled.

I didn't say it'd taste good." She stated playfully now fully awake.

"No, you didn't," he responded, smiling. And then it seemed to hit him, like a pile of bricks, probably thrown by a group of curious reviewers. "I, I fell asleep. It must've worked..."

"I told you." He smiled again.

"Yes you did, smart aleck." he said playfully. Suddenly, there was a loud, peaceful-mood breaking CRACK and Noah was just, THERE. Floating, in mid-air, and grinning like a lunatic.

"Heya!" he called. Bakura literally jumped, and began charging a shadow ball.

"What the hell!" he barked. Kitten dove under the bed.
"Noah!" She hissed.

"Holy crap!" Noah said, seeing the shadow ball. He zoomed to hide behind the open door. Kitten peeked out from under the bed.

"It's onlyNoah. He's odd..." Bakura lowered the shadow ball.

"So I don't fry him?" he asked skeptically.

"No. Not yet..." Noah nodded enthusiastically, his face expressing GREAT worry. Then he stopped nodding when he noticed she'd said yet.

"Uh.. eep?" he asked nervously. Bakura made a face and shattered the shadow ball. Kitten stood after coming out from under the bed.

"So what do you want?" She asked ignoring the eep.

"Uh, I came to see if you were emotionally prepared to stop the mayhem 'cause I finished my paperwork," he said nervously, bobbing up and down a bit as he floated.

"Is Aria?" she asked avoiding the question. Noah nodded.

"Barely. She keeps wiggng out and having rapid mood swings, then acting like an ass, then switching back after I slap her, then complaining about her cheek hurting, then wigging out, then acting like a jack ass, then, well, you get the picture," he said idly, looking at Bakura nervously. Bakura's fingers twitched. Kitten sighed.

"I guess." she stared at Bakura' s foot as if it was something extremely interesting. "Is it still in New York?"

"No, now it's in Osaka, Japan. Quite nearby, actually. The destruction was minimal," Noah said calmly. Kitten looked up at him.

"How big is it?" This was something that had been bugging her since she found out about it. Noah actually laughed.

"The dragon or the jewel that's keeping it alive?" he asked.

"Both."

"The dragon is about, seven feet tall. It had some trouble with the Atlantic. Or was it Pacific? Anyway, that ocean. The jewel is the size of...," he paused slightly. "Bakura's head, little smaller. And it's actually in the thing's chest. But that Dragon is still a mighty big nuisance for seven feet!"

"Oh." Kitten sighed slightly.

"Disappointed?" Bakura asked jokingly.

"No..." Kitten smiled. "I'm feeling much better. I had pictured something huge."

"Well, it's still mighty strong and might vicious and it craves BRAINS!" Noah made a zombie face, stopped, dusted off, and floated to the ground. "I mean blood. It craves blood." He floated there a moment. "Blood that can cure zombie-ness. Royal blood. Like Aria's. Two birds with one stone." A pigeon was heard squawking. "Shut up Horus." Kitten stared at him a minute. Noah smiled.

"I though Horus was a cat." Kitten stated.

"He is," Noah said matter-of-factly. He reached into the folds of his cloak and pulled out an indignant looking pigeon. "He was turned into a pigeon by an evil sorceress that didn't want him to use his magic anymore. It was cat magic, so now it doesn't work." Kitten sighed.

"Well. It's now or never..." you didn't have to be able to read minds to know which one she preferred. She looked up at Bakura. Bakura sighed.

"Will you, be all right?" he asked her gently, looking just to the right of her eyes. Kitten nodded not trusting herself to speak. Bakura took a breath as Noah took slow and deliberate steps over to Kitten, unfortunately not complete with dramatic music. "Come back alive, okay? I know you will, just.. remember," Bakura said quietly. Finally his eyes locked onto hers. His eyes said "I love you. And I'm Afraid." But his mouth said nothing but a soft, sad, smile. Kitten smiled back.

"I will." She promised. "I will." Noah grabbed her arm.

"Here we go!" he cooed, and they vanished. Bakura rubbed his eyes, yawning. Suddenly he stopped. Why was his hand wet?

Noah appeared in the middle of a large black spot downtown, a good foot above the ground. He screamed, and him and Kitten landed on a pile on the ground. "Great at this, aren't I?" He muttered sarcastically, twitching. A roar was heard in the distance. Kitten was on her feet instantly. Alert and ready as if the past two day's had never happened. She was her regular self again. Almost but not completely.

"So do you love him?" Noah whispered, in a heap on the ground still. And he vanished with another crack.

"Like a father." She whispered looking for a sight of the dragon. Her attention now completely on the task at hand. Get that jewel and stay alive. Another roar emanated. A large, dull-gray head peered around the corner. A deformed blue eyes, rotting and dull, stomped slowly into the black spot, a large, plot-device-like-convent empty area. Kitten scanned it looking for weak spots, blind spots anything she could use to her advantage. The dragon's head had a rather large crack in it. One would assume if you could get to the brain... The dragon roared once more, and with a crack, a sniveling girl akin to Aria appeared. No, it WAS Aria.

"But WHY?" she sobbed, blinked, and stood. "Wha-what's going on?" Kitten blinked.

"Hello." She said her tone even. She was looking at the jewel now. It was a glittering gem, large, and a deep, blood red that reminded her vaguely of Bakura's eyes. She shook the thought from her head. Aria blinked, then frowned.

"What am I doing here?" She snapped bitterly. The dragon roared and stomped forward, and she glanced at it like it was a fly. "Oh. That time, is it?"

"Yep." Was all Kitten said. "Just wish it was darker." She inspected the area around the dragon. The black spot was so that they were practically in an open coliseum. There was nothing but wide open space, buildings crowded edge to edge, but shadows were near the dragon. She sent up a quick prayer to Eugenides and vanished into the few shadows there were. As if in some answer the sky above rumbled as dark storm clouds gathered over head blocking out the sun. A light sprinkle of rain began to fall. Aria cursed, folded her hands, and said a quick spells. Rocks sprouted up from the ground, creating more and darker shadows scattered all throughout the area like a dark maze. "I wasn't ready," she muttered darkly, running off through the maze.

Kitten watched Aria a moment crouched like a cat waiting to strike. The rain began falling harder. Making not a sound she moved closer to the dragon. She was in front of it now making sure it didn't see her. Aria ran directly up to the dragon head on, which easily spotted her. She smirked, jumped, and kicked at it's oncoming claw, bouncing off the thick yellow nail, then a rock-wall, and shooting back to land behind it's head. She placed her hands on two major fractures in the head plates and shouted "NOW!" before beginning a short explosion spell. Kitten reacted like lightning. She leapt up, sending a quick shot at a small fracture just to the right of where the jewel was embedded. It worked. But at a price. As the crack spread to encircle and slowly peel off the armor, The dragon brought down a powerful claw at Kitten, tearing off with excruciating pain her left arm and a piece of her right leg. As blood began to pour and a scream rose toward Kitten's lips, the explosion sounded, drowning out the sound. The jewel fell out, the head exploded and shattered, and the corpse collapsed on top of Kitten's wounded body all in one second. Thank Ra it didn't smush her completely.

(At Ryou's)

"Risha!" Bakura shouted, voice saturated with fear as him, Ryou, Yugi and Yami all watched the live news coverage. His was the loudest call, and it completely overpowered Yugi, Ryou and Yami's call for Kitten.

(Back with Aria)

Aria jumped down and sighed, then glanced around for Kitten. "Girl?" She asked, then frowned. She had a very bad feeling. And a very powerful magic reading was still coming from the Dragon, NOT the jewel. She said a spell quickly in a strange language, and the body floated up and a good fifteen feet to the left. Nothing lay beneath it. "Oh. Shit," Aria muttered.

TGGxD: Okay there ya go. Chapter Nineteen. One more chapter and it's all over. Wow. I can't believe I have 64 reviews. I feel bad about killing off Kit but there's always the sequel. See ya soon! oh and if review 70 isn't in by 10-19-05 I might post the last chapter. depends on my mood...>XD
Chapter 20 I'm I dead?
It was dark and cold. She shivered. Kitten stood slowly and looked around. She couldn't see anything it was too dark. She raised her hand to look at it but couldn't see it. Kitten shivered again and started to walk aimlessly. 'Wh-where am I?' She thought numbly as she followed where ever he feet wanted to go. After what seemed like hours she saw a light head of her. As she neared it she could see the outline of a person. She was only a few feet away when the person spoke.
"Hello Kitten. I've been waiting for you."