Title:

Name

Summary:

I had a name. Long ago I had a name that I was called by. Each one knew my name. I could do as I wish. Here I am called D.A. series one number 03 you may call me 3 for short, I would tell you my name if I could remember it. B/R M/M Y/Y.

Notes:

Elder is what Bakura calls his older brother. Brother is what Bakura calls Marik. Bakura is often called 'baby brother' (Yami/01) or just 'brother' (Marik/02)

they were all 'born' in different years but they have the same birthdate/day.

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They began to call me 03 and I wanted them to know my name. So I wrote my sentence on the walls again. This time when they came to beat me I opened my mouth on impulse and sang. What I sang and why I sang I didn't know but I know that I did sing. The man stumbled backwards, heaving air, holding his hands over his ears and screaming. I sang louder and his head burst showering me in blood. That was when I screamed 02 and 01 watched with wide eyes as I screamed. His blood was on me. On my wing on my wall it wrote out my sentence with an invisible hand.

My name is Bakura Icarus Aio

Ever since then they gave me the injections to take away my voice.

I reached into the box by my bed and pulled out my white uniform (the other is black). I don't like the uniform either. It's so plain a white tunic that reaches my knees, a t-shirt, a pair of pants, black boots, a cold lead band that was fitted to my head it worked kind of like a headband keeping my bangs out of my face and keeping my powers at bay it was dipped in silver so it wouldn't look tacky and there were three slots that had numbers if you rearranged them in the right order it will come off. I forgot to mention that I'm a physic. Well now you know, I can read thoughts transfer thoughts lift and move objects up to ten times my size so far. But there is an exception, lead. Lead in any form stifles my powers keeps them form working past the point where the lead is stationed.

I stand up and check to see if the door is locked. If it is I'm probably in trouble because I wouldn't come out of the bathroom when I was supposed to. But it's not locked, so I'm free for the day.

I wonder if elder knows anything interesting?

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End Bakura's P.O.V.

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03 strode into the hallway pulling his long braid over his shoulder playing with the end that was kind of like a tassel. The hall was a circle with five doors and one corridor that lead to the labs and the rest of the buildings. All of the other doors were labeled. D.A. series one 02 was the door closest to 03's own door. After that one was the door labeled D.A. series 01. The two other rooms were a recreation room and Ishizu's room.

03 waited out side of 02's room and listened to the shouts, as his older brother was subdued. 02 screamed obscenities as Gozuboro entered the room. 03 glanced in the blonde's room. This room was different than his that had been painted the ugly gray color with lead paint. This room was different. Every thing was made of steel and there was no bed but rather a tube like chamber filled with a orange gel.

02 removed the oxygen mask from his face and shook his head letting the bits of gel fly everywhere. "Get out!" he yelled between hacking coughs trying to stand on his wet feet. Sending a glare to Gozuboro he straightened up and wiped his face. "Get out."

Gozuboro just smirked "this is my building isn't it? So I should tell you to get out."

"And I'd gladly do so!" the white haired boy winced as he heard the slap echo through the hall. Looking into the room he saw 02 on the floor glaring defiantly at Gozuboro.

"Damn spitfire brat!"

With that he stood up and walked to the bathroom to wash off the gel that he slept in but not before opening his hand showing a small flame (it was small because of the gel) then made a fist making it extinguishing the flame. "It's what I do best!"

Gozuboro then glared at Ishizu who just shrugged, "What can I tell you sir, they all hate you and so do I." Gozuboro advanced threateningly only to be shrugged off. "You know very well that I'm the only one here who knows about their proper care and likes and dislikes. Unless you want to kill them all, which I'm sure you don't seeing as how they are a invaluable asset to you I am most positive that you wont harm me."

"You useless wench!"

She looked at him her ice blue eyes set in a determined stare then lowered her voice so that no one but Gozuboro could hear. "You've already tried to access my memory banks and other information and all you could get were the schematics for Isis. My password changes every day and after answering that you need both an Iris and a finger print scan to confirm that you are indeed my creator. Then you need another fingerprint. So I highly doubt that even if you did get rid of me that you would retrieve any information."

Gozuboro just set his eyes in a scowl and turned on his heel. 03 walked back a few paces so that it looked like he had just left his room. Walking to 01's room 03 knocked on the door to be answered with a come in. And so he did.

The walls were panels of florescent lights. As was the ceiling and floors so that no shadow could be made. A camera was in this room as well. 01 sat on the bed fully dressed in his white uniform all of his morning preparations already done and he sat on the bed of black sheets. "Good morning baby brother"

01 stood up and walked out of the room closing the door behind him. While in the hallway 02 lifted his own bangs so that his brother could put in the code to get the halo off. After that was done Bakura passed along the halo to Ishizu who was waiting in front of 02's bedroom door.

Bakura's lips were now tinted pink with the sweet cherry flavored blow pop. The paper stick poking out of his mouth. The door opened and out came the blonde flame manipulator. 02 smiled a little wincing at the bruise on his cheek.

"What did you say now?" 01 ran a hand over his brother's face. making the bruise disappear.

"I didn't say a thing!" the tanned blonde held up his hands in mock defense. He looked at Bakura who just gave him a look. "Okay I told him to get out of me room and he said he would tell me to leave so I said I would love to oblige his request."

"You idiot, the last thing you need is more trouble."

02 was obviously paying no attention to the eldest and was occupying himself with hassling Bakura for a little of his lollypop. "Please! Come on!" the blonde made grabs at the lollypop but only to have his brother move from his reach each time. "Fine be selfish! Don't share with me!"

Bakura smirked pulling the candy out of his mouth then bit into it freeing the gum on the inside. This was equivalent to a; Fine I wont.

"Your such an ass." The blonde humped.

Isis just shook her head and opened the door to the rec. room. "Happy birthday boys." She opened the door to reveal a large pool table, on top of it was a stack of coloring books, regular books and a box of video games for their council.

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Bakura's POV

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I grabbed up the coloring books and plopped myself on a bean bag chair in the corner of the room and began to flip through the books looking for something to occupy the hour I would have in this room before going out for test and training. After the second book I found the picture I wanted to color and began. Soon I saw a shadow fall over me and looked up slightly aggravated as I popped my bubble and chewed the gum getting ready to blow another one. Oh great my idiot of a brother. I really think blonde suits him well.

"God brother I swear! You still bother with those things? If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes I'd swear you were a woman. Especially with that braid why don't you just cut it off?"

I scribbled on the paper and smiled closing the book. Curling my finger beckoning for the him to bend down to my level as if I wanted tell him something. When he did I hit him –hard. Then I opened the book to the right page. And let him read it.

Squinting because he refuses to wear glasses to read he read it out loud, elder brother watching the whole thing while practice shooting. "Y-y-you… domb… asses?" I watched smugly as he scratched his head in contemplation. 'CRACK' my blonde brother was crouched on the floor holding his head "OW! THAT HURT!"

" You dumb ass! Can't you read D.A. series one number 02." Elder was pissed off now at the stupidity of middle brother, he never uses our creation codes unless he's pissed like now. "But I have to agree with him now! Have you forgotten that he doesn't speak? Why would you bend down to see what he was saying after you insult him? You really are an idiot."

Walking over to the dry erase board we sometimes use for scoring when we play games I uncapped a marker. I remembered my name so I practiced writing it down. I might get in trouble but it doesn't matter anyhow. Over and over I write the letters that formed my name.

B-A-K-U-R-A I-C-A-R-U-S A-I-O

I kept writing and writing my usually small neat scrawls became sloppy and larger until I saw what was written on the wall in a child's script: my name is Bakura Icarus Aio. I dropped my hand this was weird I never write so sloppy… I don't even think I'm the one writing anymore. I stared my eyes wide as the marker kept writing in the childish manner. My wings that were double my height when fully stretched were arched above my head every black velvet feather standing on end in paranoia.

My braid was loosened and before I knew what was happening I felt warm fingertips in my hair massaging my scalp. Slowly my body became slack and I heard harsh sobs and screams along with feral growls but no one in the room was crying or growling. My eyes slowly shut and I felt the halo grace my head once more, it's better this way ...right?

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End Bakura's POV

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Isis laid him on his bed. 03 always slept on his side so his wings would never be cramped when he awoke. Isis gathered the hair once more and braided it again. 03 was so adamant about the length of his hair, never had he let it be cut. She never blamed him. The brothers each had one physical trait like their mother. 03's silverish hair, 02's chocolate complexion and 01's red eye color. Ishizu herself had also been given a trait it was her mother's facial features as was her double Isis.

Ishizu looked at her internal clock. He would have another 20 minutes to rest while she contemplated. Her creator never treated her other than anything less than her daughter. She closed her eyes and sighed she was an android of some sort part human mostly machine. She wouldn't be correct in calling he self a cyborg either, most of her was wires on the inside.

She smiled slightly remembering her sister Isis, always so optimistic. Isis was favored by 01 and 02, where as Ishizu was favored by 03. It had always been a difficult task to gain the smallest child's trust but some how she did it. Placing a hand on his fore head she sighed.

01 and 02 took their leave back to the rec. room to erase the board as Gozuboro entered the room. "What is wrong with him."

"This room is what's wrong with him. This ring that goes on his head is what's wrong with him. They have lead. It styles his powers and makes them hard for him to control when loose since he isn't used to them being unrestricted. That is what's making him over load. Also this drug you give him to make him stop talking."

"THAT IS NECESSARY SO HE WILL NOT KILL ANOTHER PERSON!"

"He was a child then, he didn't know any better."

"EXACTLY! If he was a child of for then imagine now." Gozuboro growled. "Wake him up I five minutes he's still going to train and tell them all to report to my office." On his way out he saw a black feather and picked it up "What are the point of those ugly wings? Can he fly?"

Ishizu let a growl escape her throat, "These wings are not ugly if fact I love every feather that graces them. Their color is one only the knowledgeable can appreciate. And yes he can fly, but he doesn't like to." She said sharply.

"Well then I suggest you make him like to." With that he left.

Ishizu turned when she heard a sharp intake of air. She watched as his lips moved but no sound came out. She tried to read them to the best of her ability. " i Momma? /i is that what you are trying to say dear brother?"

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Bakura's Dream-

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I was watching from the corner of the room where I took residence. This is a dream… I fell like I've done this… seen this … can it be a memory… My memory? I see Ishizu.

Ishizu is carrying me on her shoulders like she used to. She smiled at a woman as she walked into the room. The woman looks like Ishizu jest about a shade or two lighter. She has red eyes that are shaped like almonds and silverish hair. the bangs look like my own, hers is pulled into a ponytail.

I scramble from Ishizu's shoulders to the arms of this woman who I am drawn to. She smiles and laughs, "Good evening Bakura! I brought some thing home for you in the bag. They're your favorites!"

I watched as three year old me almost tears through the bags to find the prize. He emerges victorious a whole bag of blow pops! Grape… Green Apple and Cherry. Wow she's right those are my favorites. The younger me squeals in delight at the sight of the sweets.

I knew that face! I knew that smile! I knew who that was! That's my creator! That was my first important one! That's my mother! Momma! She was the one who gave me my white hair and wings!

Little me becan to giggle and latched himself to her leg. "THANK YOU MOMMA!"

"You're welcome and only eat one today. There are sixty in there. Make them last." She smiles and pats little me's head.

She gave me my names. All of my names she had given me. She told me the story every night before I went to bed about Icarus and his father who were captured and made wings to escape. She told me in her low voice almost a whisper, "I named you Icarus so that you can remember that you are unlike any other. Your wings are real, not wax. So you can fly as high as you can and no one and nothing can stop you."

I noticed as another woman she looked exactly like Ishizu, who is my favorite important person. This person was my second important person her name was Isis. She had elder brother and brother in her arms. They to couldn't wait to scramble to mother.

"Mommy!" Elder melted into the shadows like he some times does and reappeared at mother's feet.

"Atemu! You did it I'm so proud of you!" she smiled and picked up elder.

Brother raced back to the playroom where he had come from and reappeared in a few seconds molding a sheet of paper out his name written across it in pencil. "Momma! Look it!" On his way over, he became too exited and set the paper on fire. He looked at the paper and waved it around to hopefully blow out the fire. Unfortunately, it turned to one ball of fire. It then crumbled into charred cinders.

I cannot remember ever seeing brother cry. Not even before my voice was taken away. I do not remember him crying. It was funny really, brother is one year older than me and elder is a full two years older. Brother always wanted to seem indestructible as far as I can remember.

He never cried. Not even when he broke his arm during a training session. So naturally, it felt odd when I saw what looked like molten lava begin to pool in his eyes. I never knew that he cried tears of magma.

It was almost too strange as his lip began to tremble. Immediately she pick him up with her free hand and smiled, "I'm sure it was very nice but if you can make another I'll put it on the fridge… Don't cry please." She bounced him up and down then pulled two strawberry candies from her pocket.

How she managed to put her hand in her pocket with her hands loaded down with two toddlers is a mystery to me. She handed to brother and he smiled. She reached into the pocket again and pulled out a sour gumball that was for elder. He never ate anything too sweet. For some reason he was never too fond of sweets.

I now knew my name and elder's name but brother's was still a mystery to me. He knows his name but he will not tell us he says that it would be unfair for us to call him by his name when we don't even know our own. I have to say he does have his smart moments.

There's some one pulling at my braid some pulling me back from my memory. I don't want to go back but I have too. I can't leave elder and brother alone while I live in a memory. My head hurts some thing horrible who ever is pulling my hair is getting a bit too pain happy.

I'm walking through the inky blackness and I see a girl looking at me with cold blue eyes. Not any girl but a girl the about eleven years younger than me with blue hair the color of Ishizu's eyes the tips are a dark purple. Her skin is as pale as my own. She looks so frail. She's naked too so I take off my uniform tunic and give it to her.

She looks at me and glares, she still takes the tunic in her thin hands. "Sing."

Doesn't she know I cant? I try to sign to her that I can't even speak.

"Sing!" she says again.

I try to say some thing but I cant I just cant.

She's in tears now. She's crying tears of blood and she launches herself to my waist burying her head in my stomach as she sobs pitifully, "Master why wont you sing? Why wont you sing for me, your loyal servant? You haven't sung in so long. I've killed for you! Please master Bakura please! You haven't even taught me anything else! All I know is how to write one sentence!" She traces a finger in the air making the letters appear in the air. She wrote my sentence. "Why did you stop singing? Why did you stop teaching me with your voice?"

The pulling hurts even more and I wince. Now I'm trying to tell her that I can't speak and all I can do is force air through my mouth. I pull one of her hands on my throat and try to speak.

She looks up at me her eyes wide. "Master Bakura, d-d-did they take away your voice?" I nodded and she bit her lip holding back more sobs. "Do you remember me?" I shook my head. She smiled at me tears of blood streaming from her eyes, "Master Bakura I have no name you did not give me one yet. But I am called a behemoth. I feed off of your songs. When you sing I am fed. When you sing I learn. When you sing a certain song you command me master." I was being pulled into consciousness again. When she saw me leaving she nodded and smiled. "You remember me! I know you do! I was the one who killed the man that hit you, I wanted to protect you master. I wrote on the wall today I held the black pencil! Please remember."

She let go of me and when I was being dragged back I saw a lion with a blueish purple mane and five tails the beast's blue eyes gazed intently at me until my eyes met with the ugly gray ceiling in my bedroom.

I sat up with a silent groan my headache was killing me. Shifting slightly I found brother's hand on the base of my braid. lifting up my head I grabbed his wrist and squeezed it. "Sorry Bakura."

He let go and I pointed to my halo. Just as he was going to reach for the lock on it Isis slapped his hand away, "open your mouth." I looked at her and she lifted her hands showing the absence of any medicine so I open and I se Elder's hands reach forward but before I can close my moth I swallowed the thing he put in by mistake. "There that should keep your head on your shoulders for a bit. Gozuboro wants you to go to his office." She stops then looks at the other two who are snickering at me, "all of you." That stopped them fast.

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I'm walking behind the other two head in my palm. My heads still hurts really badly. I walk into the room and see Gozuboro there telling off his son about some kind of schoolwork. I sigh as he looks at us. I know that look. He wants another termination done.

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End chapter 2

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