I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of the affiliated characters. I do own Starlyte and the Dhampira Clans, Hatuhukra and Fulira.
It was here, and it did nothing for her nerves. She had gotten back to town the day before, and now she was about to hyperventilate. Earlier, she had gotten up the nerve to tell Yugi and the guys what happened with her and Kaiba; they had reacted much in the same way her brother had. Now, she had Téa on one arm and Mai on the other. Serenity stood behind her.
The three girls were trying to calm her down; they were doing a really good job. Starlyte felt her heart slow and her breathing regulate. Walking through the mist, the four girls stood behind Joey and Yugi.
Starlyte noticed that Bakura wasn't with them. That sobered her up. Bakura reminder her much of Cecelia, they had the same type of personality. She sighed and shrugged. He'd show; she knew he would. Gripping the arms of both Mai and Téa, she sucked in a deep breath, forcing the air down into her lungs.
She let the air out, in one long heaving burst of air and tightened her grip on her companions' arms. They gave her compassionate glances, and all four trudged on. They came to the exit of the short, which had seemed so long to Starlyte, hallway. They were faced with the sight Kaiba and his younger brother; the guards were out of sight, and out of mind.
Another breath rushed from her lungs in a whoosh. Starlyte suddenly felt her heart skip a beat and the mark on her shoulder began to throb. Schooling her face into a trained grimace, she pulled in a lungful of burning air and ignored the pain gripping her.
Her footsteps were shaky, but she made her way with group, with the sheer aid of the girls' help. She stood in front of Kaiba, next to Yugi, with Joey on her other side. The bite mark flared in pain, from a slight prick to an unbearably sharp throb, and she fell to her knees with her arms crossed over her chest with one hand at her neck. Letting a shrill scream escape her, she clinched her eyes shut, dry tears pouring.
It was too much: the burn that spread through her like a liquid fire, the sudden ice that she felt covered her body, and the thoughts of mistakes and 'for the better' choices that ran across the landscape of her mind.
These thoughts weren't hers, that fire wasn't her mental torment, and that ice wasn't her composure. These feelings and thoughts came directly from Kaiba. They were so strong, so grounded into his nature, that the wave coming from him caught her like a fly in a spider's web. She was unable to free herself until Kaiba let her go or freed her from the bonds that bound them together.
Suddenly, the aura retracted; it left her gasping and straining for breath. Moaning with the pain of her weary and abused nerves, she stood, relying on the three other girls. Catching Kaiba's eyes, she dared him to do it again. Adverting his gaze, he called for the lights. Starlyte felt the others anger at the back of her throat, that pungent taste she'd grown so used to. She shook her head then jabbed it toward Kaiba. She didn't want a fight or any accusations that would condemn Kaiba.
Starlyte struggled to maintain her vision, but darkness was creeping around her edges of her vision and she gave in. before the gloom completely ate her vision away, she caught sight of Bakura just walking through the mist.