I recommend that you do NOT eat food while reading this part. I may not think that it's scary, but I at least accomplished one thing… GORE!

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Ps, I don't think that this is scary. I dunno if it's an author thing, you know, you write and you are immune… okay, so…

Windstar, Tormented Innocence, Crimson Gates of Paradise, and Glitchhunter, thank you! You guys get your names mentioned… which is about all I can do. Anyways… on with the story!

It was simple to figure out who was playing it, at least, for Ryou Bakura it was. He knew at once that the ghost was his sister; he just couldn't see her. It was playing her favorite song; Moonlight by Beethoven.

"What is it?" Bakura asked.

"I think it is my sister."

They both stood there in awe. Blood started to pour down on the piano, crimson red and lots of it. The thick dark substance oozed down the keys, in between them and on the floor. More of it cascaded down to the keys and the beautiful dark wood of the piano. The song continued, either way. Both boys could see fingerprints on the keys that had not been hit with the foul fluids, still continuing the song.

Bakura was standing so close to Ryou that he was breathing down his neck. Ryou pushed him. He made a noise that sounded like a gasp.

"Come over here, Ryou. I can see something." He whispered as he grabbed hold out Ryou's tee shirt and drug him a few steps over.

Ryou saw what Bakura did. It was his little sister for sure, only transparent. She would puke blood up more frequently now. He saw her through the rays of light coming from the window. This scene brought tears to Ryou's eyes. He remembered watching her die. She was so keen on letting him see how well she could play; yet he insisted that she sleep. Finally she talked him into it. She didn't know she would internally bleed to death. She didn't know that would be her last song. She didn't know that she'd never finish it.

"She's broken and can't be fixed." Ryou whispered with tears in his eyes. They started to run down his pale cheeks.

"What are you rambling on about?" snapped Bakura, but he did not get an answer.

Ryou was lost in his memories. He remembered the day the doctors came out in their white suits. They came out to him and father, with solemn looks on their faces. They started to speak, and Ryou couldn't understand what they were saying; it was like they were speaking a different language. They only thing that his brain would allow him to absorb were the words;

"She's broken and can't be fixed,"

He remembered them bringing her home, and how she thought that she was going to get better. For a while, she was. Until the day of the piano, that's when things all went down up hill. All she wanted to do was show Ryou her favorite song, Moonlight. She couldn't even finish it.

Ryou and Bakura watched her collapse. She fell off the seat with what would seem like a dull thump. Ryou remembered that noise and his mind played that for him. But for Bakura there was nothing special there. Just a little girl on the floor, writhing in pain and hurling up an ugly dark crimson color. After about three or four more sessions of puking, Ryou's little sister's eyes dulled, blood ran from her nose and a small trickle from her mouth, she became limp, and it was over. The ghost just relived her own death.

"Bakura," Ryou turned and stuck his face on Bakura's pale arm. He started to sob.

"Come on, I'm hungry." Bakura began to drag Ryou away from the bloody piano, which still had the blood there though the ghost was gone. Sometimes Ryou felt as if Bakura had no emotions what-so-ever and he was really a robot.

After heating up some leftovers for Bakura, Ryou sat himself down on the couch and tried to get over the ghost affair. I'm probably going mental. He thought dryly. Being around Bakura, the insane one who was stuck inside a ring for who knows how long. That would drive anyone crazy, especially if he was already. Not to mention give him a few bad habits. Oh no, he's not doing that again.

Bakura was shoving pizza that had just come out of the microwave into his mouth. Ryou knew the next time he ate that he was going to complain that his mouth hurt.

"I wouldn't do that," Ryou suggested. Bakura gave some sort of reply, but Ryou couldn't make it out because Bakura's mouth was full.

"You think I care?" he replied once he had finished swallowing. Ryou went off to go find the phone while Bakura kept stuffing his face, though, it wasn't all that peaceful considering that Bakura had the creepy feeling that he was being watched.

"Bakura," Ryou called once he saw his yami lying on the couch with his face in a pillow. "Time to go,"

"Where are we going?" he mumbled through the pillow.

"We're going to Yugi's. I called him while you were stuffing your oversized mouth." Ryou crossed his arms and stood over Bakura. "Now get up, I want to leave as soon as possible." Bakura turned his head lazily over to look at him.

"What if I don't wanna?"

"Then I'll get out the Bakura prod." Bakura sprung up and rushed towards the door.

"Come on, slow poke," he flung open the door and ran out. "We don't wanna miss the midget!" Ryou followed after. "Hey, what's that bag for?" Ryou was wearing a jean backpack over his shoulder. Ryou ignored Bakura's question.

"He's not a midget," Ryou hit Bakura on the head with a long thin object known as the 'Bakura prod.'

Mr. Bakura gave Ryou something, something that shocked cattle (stronger then the one that works for pigs) to get them moving when they didn't want to move, because he thought that it would protect him. Well, it did that and scared the crap out of Bakura whenever he even mentioned the name. He called it the 'Bakura prod' because it got Bakura to do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted. In other words, it got him to move. Ryou remembered the fateful day he got it…

Memories-

Bakura was in a striped tee shirt that had long sleeve, yet it was a belly top, and baggy jeans with a chain on the side (the same clothes he is in at the present). He was wandering the Bakura mansion while Ryou was talking to his father. He was very curious with everything because he had never really paid attention when he took over Ryou. Truthfully, he just didn't care that much until then. It was around the time when he had gotten his own body.

"Son, I was worried about your well being when you're around him." Mr. Bakura nodded his head towards Bakura, who had his back turned and was messing with something. "So I got you this," he handed Ryou a long, black object with a circle at the end. "It's a cattle prod, stronger than a pig prod. It shocks the animals when they don't want to move. Just a slight shock, but enough to blind a human for about thirty seconds."

"Why are you giving me this? Do you really think that Bakura will ever try to hurt me?" Ryou asked, looking down at his new Bakura prod (though that's not what he called it right then).

"Yes, there is every potential of that. So, I want you to keep this around you at all times. Especially around him," Bakura was totally oblivious to what they were talking about and was messing with a phone.

"Hello?" said the receiver.

"What in the hell is this?" Bakura mumbled, pressing a button.

"He doesn't seem dangerous," Ryou laughed at Bakura for being naïve.

"Hello, 911, how may I help you?" said the phone.

"It talks yet it is animate… did I put someone's soul in this?" Ryou rushed over and took the phone from Bakura.

"Sorry, we got the wrong number." Then he put the phone down. "Bakura don't touch that! Who knows who you could call?" Ryou walked over to his father again. "Sorry, but I think the police are going to come. Bakura just called 911." His father sighed.

"But listen here, Ryou Bakura, he is dangerous. Trust me on this one, will you? Just make sure that you keep that with you at all times." Ryou nodded and then walked over to Bakura.

"Bakura!" he took the expensive vase from Bakura and put it back where it belonged. "You can look, just don't touch." Bakura didn't really mind what Ryou was saying, he just picked up another random thing and started to look at it and poke it. "Bakura, listen to me!" Ryou was trying to be as nice as possible about this. He grabbed the thing in Bakura's hands and then took them both. "Follow me," he led Bakura away from the living room. He brought him up to his room and sat him down on his bed. "Now stay,"

Ryou raced down to the kitchen and grabbed some random things that he thought Bakura would like to eat. He made popcorn, got potato chips, some pop, and some donuts. Though the Bakuras did not usually keep junk food around, both parents being nutritionists, but after Ryou's mother and sister died, his father let him eat whatever he wanted, but he still didn't eat any worse than donuts. Ryou raced upstairs to find Bakura, looking at a rather broken doll.

"Don't touch that!" Ryou almost dropped what he was holding. He quickly threw the things that he was carrying on his bed and then ripped the doll from Bakura. "That's very special to me. Someone gave me that who isn't here today."

"Who?" Bakura asked as he suddenly became interested in the food lying on the bed.

"My sister, she died six years ago." Ryou stroked the doll and then put it back on the shelf.

"What's this?" Bakura held up the bag of popcorn.

"It's popcorn, you eat it." Bakura tried to eat the bag. "No, no, no, you open the bag then you eat it." Bakura looked confused. "Let me show you." Ryou opened the bag took some popcorn out and ate it. "Like this,"

Bakura grabbed the bag and shoved a handful of popcorn in his mouth. He decided that he liked popcorn and shoved handfuls at a time in his mouth. The door bell rang and moments later Mr. Bakura shouted up to Ryou that some friends were there. He had to yank Bakura up from the bed and rip the popcorn away from him before he would come.

"Hi Yugi!" Ryou said as soon as he saw Yugi, the Pharaoh, Joey, and Tea standing in his living room. Bakura sulked. "Hello everybody,"

"Hi Bakura, whoa!" Joey jumped back as soon as he saw Bakura. "What in the- what's Dark Bakura doin' here?"

"Don't worry he won't hurt you." Ryou said, smiling. Bakura became once again interested in a vase. "Put that down," Bakura pouted but did so.

With nothing to do, Bakura decided he was going to wander the house, but Ryou soon pulled him back and told him to stand there. So he stood there, watching Ryou's friends laugh and talk, but he could not keep up with what they were saying. So many new things were being said, so many that he had not heard of.

"Come on Bakura, let's go outside. You need some sunlight anyways." Ryou pulled Bakura along and out the door. He squinted in the bright light.

Ryou and his friends continued to talk and laugh. One time, it seemed as if they were laughing at him. They probably are laughing at me. He thought dully as he looked up at them. The midget that had always foiled his plans was laughing at him. He was looking straight at him and laughing. This made him angry. He made his right fist into a ball and prepared to punch that kid's lights out. But Ryou got to him first.

"No Bakura! What were you thinking?" Ryou said after he stuck Bakura with the cattle prod.

Bakura couldn't see anything. He was blinded. He felt himself fall to his hands and knees on the pavement. He heard people talking, but he couldn't make out what they were saying. His head started to spin… and then the world started to come back into focus. He saw a hand being held out for him to help him up. He slapped it away and got up himself. He looked straight into the Pharaoh's eyes.

"Go away," he growled.

"Hey, that's not a cattle prod ya got there," Joey said between laughs. "That's a Bakura prod!" everyone started to laugh except the Pharaoh. Bakura turned bright red.

That had all happened about a month ago.

End of memories-

"Ah!" Bakura leapt back.

"I didn't poke you with it."

"It touched me," Bakura whined. "Stop waving that thing around anyways. You might hit someone."

"Like you'd care unless it was yourself," Ryou continued to twirl the 'Bakura prod.' They walked to Yugi's and then Bakura let out a deep sigh as soon as he saw it.

"That little midget better not…" he grumbled under his breath.

"Oh be quiet," Ryou entered the game shop and Yugi's grandfather greeted them. Ryou was the only one to reply.

They headed up into Yugi's small room. Ryou knocked on his wooden door. Some noises were heard and so were some voices saying things like 'pause it' and 'just turn the damn thing off.' Ryou waited patiently while Bakura looked around.

"Oh, hi Bakura… and Bakura?"

"Don't worry, I've got the 'Bakura prod' and I promise he won't do anything anyways." Ryou said. Bakura snorted.

Yugi led them into his small room anyways. It was a neat room; nothing was out of place except for a TV that was crammed in there and videos that were lying around it. There were also video games and controllers, assorted CDs and even some food trash.

"Bakura, what happened to your neck?" Yugi asked. Both Bakuras looked at him but only one answered.

"Oh um…" Ryou rubbed his neck. "I'm not entirely sure. I woke up with it one night and Bakura pointed it out to me." Yugi gave Bakura an inquisitive look. There was a loud 'bang' and a string of curses that disrupted Bakura's nasty look back. They looked over to see Yami playing video games.

"He's been addicted to those things ever since he got his own body." Yugi sighed. "Here, let me get you something for your neck," Yugi walked out of the room and came back within a minute. "Here, you can put this on it, it'll help… unless it's dirt… then that'll just make a mess…"

Ryou put on the substance that was in a tin with red flower patterns. He had no idea what it was but it made the constant burning stop and he was grateful for that. What didn't go away was the scar itself; it was truly an aftereffect of what had happened many years ago…