Screamshipping (Shizuka x Yami no Bakura)

Shizuka didn't know why this hallway was so dark. How had she gotten here again? She couldn't quite remember. The blimp had more corridors than she had thought possible on such a vehicle, and she had somehow gotten herself turned around.

Well, there was not help for it. She started off down the darkened corridor, her footsteps echoing eerily against the walls.

Then a hand clamped down on Shizuka's mouth. She froze as a cold steel tip brushed her neck.

"Hush, now," said a soft voice in her ear. "I'd rather not deal with any screaming."

Shizuka's heart beat so fast she was certain that it was going to burst out of her chest. Who was this? Who was behind her, and why did he have a knife? She tried desperately to remember everyone that was on the blimp – there was only one person she could think of that might threaten her. Could it be the tall, forbidding man that Jonouchi had told her was Marik, the one that had been chasing them throughout Battle City and even kidnapped Anzu and Mokuba at one point? She could think of no other answers.

"Now," the voice hissed in her ear, and it didn't sound deep enough to be Marik. "Do I have your promise that you won't scream, girl?"

Shizuka nodded, still frozen with terror. Her captor seemed content with that, and his hand left her mouth. Shizuka sucked in a long, shuddering breath. The knife did not move from its spot at her neck as he turned her around and pushed her against the wall.

Her heart dropped into her stomach. Bakura? Ryo Bakura? What was he doing – wasn't he Yugi and Jonouchi's friend? Hadn't she just talked to him only five minutes ago, and found him to be a kind, polite boy? But no, there was something different. The eyes, that was it. Ryo's eyes were a bright, beautiful green, but this man's eyes were a dark violet, deep with evil thoughts.

Her throat was so dry that she couldn't even try to scream.

"So, you're Jonouchi's little sister," Bakura's look-alike said. "You're a pretty little thing, aren't you...if not very brave."

"W-What do you want?" she managed to squeak.

Bakura blinked at her.

"Well, nothing, really. But you did happen to wander into my space, and I can't have that, now can I?"

"Y-your space? B-But the blimp is Kaiba-san's..."

A dark smile crossed Bakura's features.

"The blimp? Oh no, I didn't meant that. I'm talking about the shadows, my dear. You walked into the shadows, and now you are learning what that truly means."

Bakura ran a finger down a lock of Shizuka's hair. Trembling overtook her as the knife in his other hand tapped against her temple.

"Well, now, what to do with you," Bakura said, almost to himself. "I suppose you didn't hear anything, or see anything amiss, so I'll have to let you go. A pity, but I can't have Jonouchi wondering where you've gone. That will get the pharaoh on my trail."

Those dark violet eyes considered her again for a long, terrifying moment.

"Hm. Perhaps it's not such a pity. After all, you didn't even try to fight. Not very interesting, at all, are you?"

Then he tapped her forehead, and everything went black.

Shizuka blinked awake. Hm? What was she doing on the floor? She couldn't think past the dizziness in her head.

She sat up, slowly, as the dizziness in her head peaked at the movement. Oh, this was the duelist's hallway. She knew where she was. Shizuka shook her head. She must have been anemic, or something.

She stood up and walked down the hall to find her brother.

She didn't not notice, nor remember, the white-haired figure smirking in the corner behind her.

A/N: Hm, yeah. The dynamic of Shizuka and Bakura wasn't as good as some of the other Bakura ones. I think that's why Vexshipping is more popular than Screamshipping. Next is Scornshipping (Seto x Dark Magician).