Previously! On Yu-Gi-Oh!
Not all items have shown themselves to previous owners, so Bakura will be unable to capture them all at this time, giving the Pharaoh and everyone else time to conjure a plan. While the group of 'heroes' speaks together about general questions Bakura and Ryou are having a one on one fight within their mind, Yami against Hikari... but when they both end up blacking out, who is the victor?
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A low gleam of light emerged from the Millennium Puzzle, causing everyone to focus on Atemu again. Lifting the puzzle upwards, the tanned Pharaoh examined it. It still modestly glowed. Marik now held his Millennium Rod at eye's view, to find that it was glowing as well, just as much the Puzzle. "What's going on?" Tea asked, without hesitation.
"Something's happened." Atemu continued to study the puzzle. Neither he nor Yugi could remember a time where the Puzzle had luminated itself on its own. "Wait..." Yugi spoke up," It's done this once before, but that was only during the Battle City duel against Seto Kaiba when the God cards clashed. Remember?"
"Yes. But this time, the Puzzle isn't taking us anywhere and there have been no collisions."
"But there was somewhere else?" Marik spoke up, after dropping his arm and the Rod to his side.
"It's a possibility." The Pharaoh lowered the Millennium Puzzle as well.
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It was dark in Ryou's house. The living room light silently flickered. Bakura/Ryou's body still laid dumb struck across the carpeted floor of Ryou's bedroom, just inside the doorway. His body was clammy and lightly shaking, yet lifeless. A small stream of blood fell from the slightly opened mouth and the eyes seemingly moved underneath the closed eyelids. Crisp, cold chilling air moved through the house.
Suddenly, the shaking stopped. The flickering quit and all light vanished. The eyes quit moving, the blood quit flowing. The air froze. Then, the right eyelid shot open. A gasp of air was let out and the chest of the once seemingly dead body began moving up and down with violent breathes escaping the chapped blue lips.
Trying to stand up, Bakura realized he was unable to move his left arm and leg and he was only able to open his right eye. He used the door to help lift himself up and then staggered through the hallway, using the wall for support. Near the end of the hallway, Bakura fell to the floor and had a quick coughing fit, barely able to keep himself up with just his right side. Using the wall, he got himself up again with a lot more trouble than last time.
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"I wonder if Ryou is okay..." It had been quiet in the Game Shop for a good ten minutes, with soft whispers shooting through the air. With Yugi's outburst about Ryou it got even quieter as they tried to decide what might have happened.
"Do you think we should go check on him?" Marik scratched his head.
"I-I don't know. We couldn't bring you or Atemu, there would be a risk of Bakura still being in control and losing the Millennium Items to him. Marik and Atemu glanced at Yugi and slowly nodded, telling him that they could go on with out them.
"Okay then, everyone let's go. We'll be back as soon as we can Pharaoh." Yugi led the group of people out the door and headed down the street towards Ryou's home.
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Bakura was having a hard time finding his way around the dark house and was running into things, falling, having coughing fits here and there. He still wasn't sure what had happened not to long ago to him and his host. Then it hit Bakura... Ryou, what happened to him? Bakura weakly tried to speak to Ryou, trying to hold back his coughs so as not to lose connection. R-Ryou... are you... there? He didn't get an answer.
A painful scowl came across his face, why did he care what happened to Ryou? As long as he could get the left side of his body working, he'd have a whole body to himself, no Ryou what-so-ever. This made him smirk, at least the closest he could get to a smirk; his mouth didn't seem to be working very well.
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"Collision, collision..." Atemu paced around the Game Shop with his arms crossed across his chest, looking sideways at the floor. Yugi speaking of the 'Gods clashing' made him think that maybe some sort of collision had happened. He just couldn't figure out what sort of collision. It couldn't have been the Gods; of course... he had the God cards with him, in his belt. So what could it have been that 'clashed' this time?
"Pharaoh, are you okay?"
"Hm?" Atemu turned around to face Marik,"Uh, no. And please, call me Atemu." The tanned face then turned back around and the violet eyes continued to stare at the ground.
"Um...yes. Atemu. Are you sure nothings wrong? You look frustrated, I'm sure I could help... I think." Marik looked around the Game Shop and back at Atemu, still pacing, not seeming to be listening to him. He did look frustrated, confused, worried... But he was probably anything but that. Even though he couldn't figure out what was happening, he wouldn't get frustrated over it, he's just that kind of person. He's patients and understanding.
Atemu turned back around towards Marik, "Yes, you can help. I am trying to figure out what might have 'collided', to cause the Millennium puzzle to react. If we can figure that out, it will probably greatly help us on this quest." Marik nodded," Yes. Of course. Um... well first. It couldn't have had to do with anyone that was in this room at the time... nor the Gods. Right?"
"Right."
"Someone that le- Ryou!"
"Yes... Ryou. Colliding with himself? That could make perfect sense... he could have been fighting Bakura off again and something went wrong. Marik, I think you're on to something."
"I thought I might have been of some help." Marik grinned.
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"We're almost there guys." Yugi walked steadily, quickly down the sidewalk, with everyone else following behind. "Are you sure you know the way?" Joey sighed. "Of course I do, I've been to his house before, Joey."
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Bakura steadied himself against the couch in the living room... The bathroom, where is the bathroom? He looked around in the dark and tried to make out any doors that he could possibly find. Okay, I just came out of the hallway... that, that's the front door. He then focused on a darker spot in the middle of one of the walls. A door! He slowly walked towards the bathroom, holding on to anything that he could to keep himself steady. This better be the bathroom. He held on to a chair that was pretty close to the door and grabbed hold of the smooth cold knob. He slowly turned it and opened it. He could make out a counter and... THE BATHROOM! YAY! Bakura walked inside and shut the door.
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"Here it is." Yugi walked up to the huge door of the house and knocked. No answer. He knocked even louder this time "RYOU!? Ryou are in there!?"
"I don't think he is Yug..." Joey turned to walk off.
"No, Joey. We're going inside." Yugi slowly turned the knob and walked inside. He looked around and then reached for the light switch to the living room. It was already flipped up but no light was on. Yugi moved the switch down and up a couple of times but the light didn't even flicker. "Something's wrong here... the light isn't working."
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Bakura was unable to turn the bathroom light on but there was a lamp on the counter and that came on with ease. How odd. He then looked up at the mirror... "HOLYFUCKIN'RA!" His left eyelid flew open...
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Tea screamed at the sudden outburst they heard and everyone else just stood, frozen in their places. "Di-did you hear that?" Joey stuttered.
"Yeah... it sounded like... Bakura." Yugi walked forward a little bit but at that moment the bathroom door flung open and the living room light shot on. Bakura stumbled out of the bathroom, his full body working now, but he was still having trouble walking. He had his right hand covering the left side of his face.
"ICAN'TSEE!" No lips had moved... and with Bakura on the floor in front of them, it was Ryou's voice they had heard. Then Bakura's left arm shot up and tore the right arm from his face. Gasps resounded through the house. It wasn't Bakura's face underneath Bakura's hand. It was Ryou's...
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