I mention a little bit of an ebhil past for Jou, but nothing y'all won't have read before, right?
Point 1: Ever seen season 0 Jou? If so, imagine him like he was in the first ep. If not…just think 'bastard, bastard, bastard' and you'll be fine.
Point 2: And if you wanna imagine an ebhil voice, think of possessed Jou.
Slightly longer Authors note than usual, but I'm just going to mention that I'm not completely happy with the way it turned out. I may rewrite some of it one day. The story's going in the right direction, I'm just not sure about it. Oh well.
Phase Six
Manako was worried. Though he had only known the blonde for a few days, Jounouchi seemed to have suddenly undergone a personality transplant. Manako knew that seeing the Shadow Realm sometimes had an odd effect on people, but not like this.
Jounouchi had a faraway look in his eye as he got ready for school. He had spent the rest of the night practicing the opening and closing of the portal to the Shadow Realm, and could now do it extremely fast.
He had slept extremely lightly and woken immediately at sunrise. Each time Jounouchi passed the mirror, he now stopped and touched the Eye, but Manako had noticed an emotion almost similar to regret flickering in his features.
The blonde moved towards the door, looking into the mirror one last time. That smile from the night before appeared again.
Jounouchi strolled to school that morning, and Manako could feel something similar to pride as Jounouchi turned the golden eye on people in the street. Something else, a familiar feeling adrenaline rush, also rushed past him. A few moments of delving through memories later, Manako stopped in horror.
This feeling was the same as when Jounouchi was in his gang. The feeling of power and superiority.
The feeling which had killed.
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He got to school only just before the bell rang, but this was intentional, Manako was sure. Jounouchi walked into class with his head held high, and shot death glares to anyone who looked like they were about to talk to him.
He sat back in his seat and smirked at everyone else in the room. In this new state of mind, they were nothing to him. Looking across the room, he saw Honda. The blonde's eyes darkened, and a look of vague panic appeared on Honda's face. He turned to Yuugi and whispered furiously.
Immediately, Jounouchi blinked and saw the world through Yuugi's eyes.
"- I swear, that's the same look he had when he was with his old gang -"
Jounouchi returned to himself. 'Nothing important.'
'What are you planning to do?' Manako asked. 'The teachers may not understand what it means to send someone to the Shadow Realm, but you will still get in trouble. And the Pharaoh would kill you.'
'Unlikely.' Jounouchi calmly summoned a Shadow tendril, which picked up his pen and began to write. He looked over to Anzu, Honda and Yuugi, who stared in mutual horror and confusion.
A second later and he was looking through Anzu's eyes.
"Ok, so maybe it's not quite like the gang thing," Honda murmured shakily.
Jounouchi calmly watched the three friends as the Tendril worked. He sent a smile their way, but not the sweet smile of yesterday. This was an ominous smile.
Suddenly, something slammed onto the table. Jounouchi turned to see Bakura glaring at him.
"Hi." Jounouchi's tone of voice was unnerving, even to Manako. He sat quite still, staring at the spirit. "Well done," he said, his voice lower. "You have separated me from my friends. I assume that was your goal."
Bakura gave a smile, distressingly similar to the one Jounouchi was wearing. "I'm not done yet," he said, mimicking the blonde's manner.
"I'm sure."
The spirit of the Sennen Ring walked away, the expression clearly stating that he knew something Jounouchi didn't.
The blonde flicked back into Yuugi's eyes.
"Is it just me, or do Sennen items make people speak differently?" Anzu whispered.
Jounouchi laughed, a cold laugh they didn't recognise. "It's called enlightenment, Anzu. Something you will never have."
'Careful,' Manako warned. 'Bakura knows something. Be careful until you know it too.'
'That is my next task then.'
Jounouchi looked back to the paper and picked his pen from the Tendril's clutches. He then proceeded to work in silence.
'Anzu was right,' Manako murmured. 'You are different.'