Me: OMR, I'm back!! Roar!!!!!

Ryou: O.o...what's wrong with her?

Ayume: Rya gave her soda.

Bakura: Well good, she needed something that would get her to type this stupid thing again!

Ayume: It's not stupid!!

Ryou: And she couldn't cause her computer caught something!

Me: Thank you for the soda Rya!!!! =hugs=

Bakura: -_-...The chick over there hugging her friend is not the owner of us =whispers= thank Ra...Also she says something about aplogies for not unloading for a while.

Ryou: =nods= yep...=smiles= please enjoy. She tried to make it more longer and scarier for you all.

The night whispered stories in the ears of the sleeping forms laying in their warm beds. Soft talking and sighs creaked in and out of the walls. Nothing seemed to be awake to the world of the shadows. The moon was grinning down on the moving shadows as they sneaked into the homes of many scaring the mortals as a past time. There was no where to hide when the darkness as come to play. Even the light of little flames on candles blow out when they enter.

In one of the rooms in the cabin far from town but not in the middle of nowhere, a teen was hiding under the covers. A flash light was gripped tightly in one hand shining down on a book that was in his lap. The body trembled and shook as his brown eyes scanned over the typed letters. His hand let go of the book to brush away the stray white hairs that had fallen on his forehead.

The words spoke to him, as his eyes looked at each they whispered in his ears telling him the true story behind the letters. Brown eyes blinked holding back the fear that was visible in them. He hated horror movies but when it came to books he could never put them down.

Ryou sighed turning the page. He could hear snoring in the room across from the one he's sharing with Malik. Ryou felt better when his room was right next to his yami's but it's down the other end of the hall. He looked up from the blow up bed Bakura brought in to see the Egyptian laying on his side with his mouth ajar and an arm hanging off the side.

Soft giggles escaped the pale lips. Ryou went back reading when something caught his eye. Leaning on the doorway was someone in black sweat pants grinning at him. Bakura sighed shaking his head before walking to the hikari.

"You should be asleep, Ryou." He whispered for only the pale teen could hear. "It's late, why are you still up?"

"I couldn't sleep." Ryou replied as Bakura tucked him in.

Bakura glanced down finding the book hidden under the pillow. "And reading Steven King will help?" He raised a brow to this. Ryou laughed nervously lowering his head. "No wonder you get nightmares. Now, sleep before I wake Marik to help me knock you out."

"That's not funny yami." Ryou huffed folding his arms.

"Yeah your right…Malik can do a better job." He chuckled looking down at the said teen who mumbled something in a different language in his sleep. He sighed moving the Egyptian to a better position.

"Bakura?" The yami stopped what he was doing to glance at his hikari who was staring at his blanket. "Why can't you believe that something else is here with us?"

"Cause there isn't Ry," The thief bent down to his level patted his head and pushing him to a laying position. "If you don't see it, hear it, or touch it then it's not really there."

"But-"

"No buts, now get some rest. Marik and I are going into town in the morning to pick up some things, so you two will be alone for a few hours. Will you be ok?"

Ryou nodded adjusting his head on the pillow. The hikari yawned closing his brown eyes falling asleep. Bakura smirked kissing his forehead. "Good night young one." He left the room closing the door after him.

Hours passed since Bakura entered the Egyptian's room. The two young teens were sound asleep not hearing the footsteps that were outside their room. They were light like someone was tip-toeing but it soon changed to heavy stomps after passing in front of the white haired thief's room.

Soft whispering was following it, to quiet for any of them to hear what it was saying. It stopped it's talking when it was next to the hikari's room again. The knob on the door turned opening the door slowly. The room was filled with light breathing and mumbling from the one on the bed.

The moonlight cast it's beam though the window to the open wide door. Nothing was there but a shadowy smoke shaped as a human. The shadow took a step forward towards the blow up bed. It stood at the foot of it glancing down on the sleeping teen.

The misty black shadow lowered itself not taking it's unknown eyes off the sleeping teen. The body turned transparent while it climbed over the body. Each movement it did Ryou shook from the coldness touching his covered figure. The shadow stopped, it's whole body invisible but the eyes appeared. Dark blood red eyes stared down the hikari's face. Hated and sadness was mixed into them tied together with a thick line of grief.

The sheets imprinted hands on the side of the white hair and knees beside his hips. One of the hands moved to his hair. The white hair moved around roughly causing Ryou to whimper from the tugs. The hair was soon still but the blanket moved away from his neck and lowered down till it reached his chest. The pajama collar was tugged out of place revealing the pale neck.

The hands reappeared in the light but not as before. They were more darker with what looks like little claws on the ends of each finger. Both hands rapped around the pale neck squeezing it tight. Ryou's eyes shot open at the feel of the grip choking him. He gasped but not just from the neck but the eyes glaring at him.

How did you come back?…

He blinked. Did he heard it talk? The fingers around his neck tighten more making gasp for breath. He tried to reach his hands up but they wouldn't budge. Nothing listened to him, whatever was over him paralyzed his body. All he could do was lay there wishing this was all a nightmare.

Why didn't you still where you were?!

The voice sounded hurt. The red eyes trust foreword colliding to his forehead making everything go black. Everything died down, Ryou passed out from the loss of breath and the shadow going though him taking all his strength with it. Nether the yami's or Malik known what had happened that night but it all seemed to be a dream that gone horribly wrong. To wrong that he could feel it breathing.

I don't want to see another disappear…

The rays of the sun shined though the opened window in the kitchen, warming up the awake Egyptian and the half asleep whitenette. Malik was munching down on his cereal every spoon full took a peek at the one across from him with worried eyes. Ryou was staring down at his Lucky Charms rubbing his neck every thirty seconds or so. Malik couldn't tell what was wrong since Ryou got up and ran to the bathroom and came back with a bandana rapped around it. Whatever was wrong with it he didn't what to show anyone.

"So…Nice weather huh?" Malik stated trying to start up a conversation. The silence was bothering him.

"Yeah I guess so." Ryou muttered spinning the contents in the bowl with his spoon.

Malik pouted going back to his Captain Crunch. His gaze rested on the note next to his bowl. Marik and Bakura left early in the morning to pick up food. The hikari hated the thought of being left behind while his yami gets a joy ride around the town. There's only one reason he didn't walk out that door and go on a rampage to find him, the look on Ryou's face when he reentered their bedroom. It was lifeless and terrified.

The tan teen was so lost in his mind he didn't hear the front door open and close. He blinked. He leaned back on his chair to see Bucky taking his shoes off. He noticed Malik's staring, he waved at the teen before going to the book that was on the shelf next to him. The man written something then placed it back on the shelf before walking out the door again.

Whimpering was heard next to him now, his lavender eyes followed the pleas to the two dogs from the cliffs. The female was laying her head on his lap while the male sat on his back legs begging for some food.

"What was your names again?" Malik asked under his breath petting the one on his laps head.

"Seraph and Tsubasa."

"Oh yeah…wait." He looked up seeing Ryou standing next to his chair keeping his head down. He grabbed his untouched bowl pouring it in the dog dishes that were next to the fridge before he left the room.

The dogs rushed to their bowls licking up the soggy cereal as Malik jumped off his chair doing the save with the rest of his breakfast and ran into the living to find Ryou laying on the couch staring at the ceiling. A bored expression was written all over his face.

"Ok what's up?"

"The ceiling."

"That's not what I meant Ry, why aren't you talking? Is your throat sore or something?"

Ryou sighed pushing himself to a sitting position. "You said you believed me when I said something was following us in the forest right?" Malik nodded not really sure where this was going. The pale teen got up from the couch and stood in front of the Egyptian. "I think it followed us here."

Malik's brow rose. "What makes you think that Ry?"

A sigh escaped the pale lips. He knew that was coming. His hands untied the bandana around his neck showing the teen what he had been hiding. Lavender eyes doubled in size, they scanned the neck with fright and confusion. What used to be pale and smooth was now black and blue. What looks like hands wanting to choke him to death was visible in the sun's light. The fingers were to small to be the yami's doings but almost the size like…

"Malik I'm scared." The Egyptian shook out of his thoughts to find Ryou looking away. His voice cracked when he said those words, two words that should stay quiet but escaped. Pale shoulders shook involuntary, brown eyes shot back up to meet lavender. "Why is this happening, why me?"

Only if he knew, the words are lost somewhere in the darkness. Malik opened his mouth to speak but quickly closed it. He didn't know what to say to this. He knew the right words to cheer up the little hikari when they were back home but here…it's like a thief stole them away.

"I'm sorry Ry," He turned away from the feared brown orbs. "But I can't answer that one." After those words ringed though both teens ears silence was soon hanging in the air. Malik waited to hear crying or the hikari collapsing on the ground scared to death, but nothing. No crying, a bang from the fall, or even someone hugging him saying he's scared. His eyes shifted to the corners to see why Ryou was so silent. To his shock the teen wasn't there anymore. Malik spun around in a circle looking for a patch of white. His eyes landed to the kitchen.

Ryou was on the ground hugging his knees while Seraph and Tsubasa looked puzzled at him. They whimpered at him but he didn't reply back. The male nuzzled his nose to the hikari's nose earning himself a small squeak. Ryou grabbed his bandana, the one with thief written all over it in Egyptian writing, and tying it around his neck again making sure the dogs don't touch it. His head went back down on his knees as the footsteps from the doorway came closer.

"Ry?" The pale teen kept his head down. He heard a sigh then more whimpering from the dogs part. Ryou felt warm arms rap around him. He looked up seeing Malik smiling at him while he hugged the teen in his arms. "It's ok Ry." His voice was so calm, not like before. "You can cry, I won't let anything hurt you while I'm here. You can count Bakura and Marik too. They don't want anything harming you ether even though they don't believe in it."

The pale hikari leaned his head on the Egyptians shoulder crying silently whispering I'm sorry as he grabbed hold of the tan teen's shirt holding him there. Malik nodded every time he mentioned those words. His hand patted the white hair while he whispering soft words back. He knew how to calm him down but how can he stop what's after him?

"Do you think your ok?" Malik asked watching Ryou swift over on his side on the couch. His brown orbs blinking rapidly do to the sun's harmful rays.

"Yeah, I just want sleep." Ryou answered pulling the blanket over his head hiding from the burning star. "I don't want to nap in the room, alone." He muttered to himself so the Egyptian couldn't hear.

He did caught little of it but not much. He sighed before walking to the window closing it's dark blue curtains. "I guess I can catch up on my gaming while you nap." No response. "Ry?" He turned his head seeing Ryou sleeping soundly like he was in a deep sleep just under five seconds. Malik chuckled removing the teen's white locks that fallen on his forehead. "It's amazing how you can sleep so soundly in the matter of seconds."

What sounded like a whistle ringed in the Egyptians ears soon after rapid footsteps ran behind them, without warning one of the bodies hits his legs causing him to fall backwards. Malik growled rubbing his rear glaring at whatever did that. The two culprits sat next to the front door wagging their black plushy tails. Seraph barked in a high pitch voice like she was apologizing for what the brother must of done. Both border collie's ears pert up hearing the whistle again before running out the little door under the main one disappearing to the outside world.

Malik picked himself back up again dusting off his jeans and glancing at the sleeping teen. "It really amazes me." He exclaimed noticing Ryou didn't stir from his sleep. Malik shook it off, grabbed his computer bag pulling out a golden colored laptop before planting himself on the armchair beside the couch. The screen lit up showing a wallpaper of a sandy beach with crystal clear water. In the center was Malik grinning while his arm is around Ryou's pulling him down near him. In the back Marik was sticking Bakura's long sharp hairs up like a bunny's. The picture had been taken last year at Hawaii when Marik won a radio contest. It surprised everyone when he was the only one who seemed to know the answer.

Little giggles flew out of Malik's mouth remembering that day but he stop when he heard something falling. He looked around closing his laptop, finding the source to the noise. When it didn't happen again and he couldn't find anything amiss he reopened the computer to start typing again but the sound came back, this time it came from over his head. It sounded like it came from one of the rooms upstairs, Malik stood up walking to the bottom of the steps peeking up the staircase.

"Hello?" he called out hoping nothing would answer back. When another thump was heard he gulped before stepping on the first step with an unsure feeling. "I'm coming up!" Yeah, that's a great idea. Tell who ever is up there your coming. He took another step when something new happened. Instead of thumping of something dropping or falling he heard rolling. So quiet at first but it got louder and closer.

Something was visible on the top of the stairs. It was to small to figure out what it was. Malik leaned in closer to get a better view. Without warning the object moved one more time falling down the stairs sending Malik down. The Egyptian groaned at the hard ground, he blinked a couple of times before grabbing the unknown object that was in his lap. He picked it up viewing it on all sides.

"It's a…ball?" Yes, a small red rubber ball that can fit in his hand. Malik was dumbstruck. He trip from a little ball. He threw it back upstairs, he got up dusting his jeans again till a ball rolled next to his foot. Lavender eyes stared at it. It was the same ball he threw seconds ago. Malik picked it back up again and threw it just so it can come back to him in the same place. "What's going on?" He muttered.

Again he picked it up, instead of throwing it he shrugged sticking it in his pockets and heading back to his chair. Malik sighed grabbing a chocolate bar from his bag munching away while he played solitaire. Blankets moved next to him, Malik glanced down seeing the sheets toss and turn. He laughed putting the computer and chocolate bar down, stood up leaning over the sheets, a grinned glued on his lips.

"Oh Ryou-kun, you done with your nap now." The sheets stopped their struggling, it was all in a big knot. Malik shook his head making a clicking noise with his tongue. "Let me guess, your stuck?" Nothing moved. The Egyptian stared at the blankets with a little pout. He grabbed hold of the sheets pulling them high in the air. "Don't tell me you fell asleep aga-"

It wasn't Ryou! Laying there in Ryou's place was a little girl so innocent looking but her energy was so dark and cold. Her eyes shot open revealing darken orbs with no source of life in them. They stared up at the teen, her body swiftly moved to a sitting position without taking her eyes off his. Malik stumbled back as she stood up walking towards him. He scooted away as quickly as he could but it was no use.

"S-stay back!" He warned. He gasped, his back touched the wall. He has no where else to go. Malik sat there his heart beating so fast that it would propriety fly right out of his chest and lay there on the ground beating blood to no where. His eyes doubled in size, the girl wasn't walking towards him. She was floating, her arms outstretched ready to grab him. "N-no." Malik shook his head hearing his own voice crack. She was now inches away from him. Malik watched in horror as she rose her right arm bringing it right down at his head. Malik screamed covering his head. "NO! RYOU!"

"Yes?"

Was that right? Is he hearing things? No he was seeing a girl staring at him ready to hit him…but why hasn't he felt anything?

Malik poked his head up tears was fogging his vision but he was sure that he could see the pale teen sitting on the couch with the blanket still covering his legs. Little confusion was in his eyes as he watched his best friend cower in the corner calling out his name. He was crying. No not just that, he was shaking uncontrollably gazing into his brown orbs with fear and tear stained eyes.

Ryou pulled off the blanket as he stood up walking towards his scared to death friend. Something didn't seem right to Ryou. He has never seen Malik cower like a young child after hearing a story about the Boogie Man, it wasn't like him. It was worrying him so.

"Malik?" He whispered seeing the tan teen back away not believing he's not dreaming anymore. Ryou held out a pale hand in front of him hoping to convince him he's not what he had seen moments ago, even though the pale hikari doesn't know what really happened. All he cared for now is seeing Malik's joyful smile again.

The Egyptian's tears didn't decreased their falling nor did his shaking. His lavender eyes staring right into brown ones. Another whimper escaped his lips as he jumped hearing something drop and shattered over him. Was he still dreaming? He can't be, Ryou heard it too. The white hair teen was staring at the ceiling after hearing what he had. So he wasn't dreaming anymore.

"You heard that?" His friend said standing up not taking his eyes off the ceiling. He looked back down on Malik still his arm outstretch to him. "Come on Malik. I don't want to go on my own and I sure ain't going to leave you here alone."

Malik only nodded wiping away his fallen tears and taking the teens hand pulling himself up to his bare feet. He still didn't believe he's not dreaming but it's getting to real. Fear was riding up his back now, something was up there and it wasn't something he and Ryou should do alone.

"Let's wait till Marik and Bakura get back, Ry." He finally spoken when they neared the stairs. His own voice was starting to scare him. So weak and stunned, no where near the one he had before the ordeal. "It might be dangerous."

Ryou stopped on the first step gazing up the stairs like something at any moment would run down on them. He shook his head from those thoughts and peeked at his friend. Malik wasn't crying anymore but he still shook. Such terror was visible in his eyes. Another crash was heard making him turn back to the second floor that looked like a mile away. He felt the other hikari tugging on his sleeve to go back to the couch or anywhere that wasn't near the stairs but Ryou was curious wanting to know what was happening.

Without a second glance to Malik Ryou walked up the steps, each one feeling like he was walking though snow after a hash winter storm. Why am I doing this? He thought reaching the last steps. Didn't I almost get choked to death by something last night? But look at him. Still walking the last ones till his feet touched the hard boards covering the hallway. Cold air blew against his face making him shiver. The pressure in the air was a bad sign. So heavy that it was getting a little harder for him to stand. Ryou plastered his hand on the wall holding him up as he headed down the hall. The sun's rays beamed though the windows lighting his way but the only spot that seemed to be untouched by it's long fingers was the back. On the other end of the hall was pitch black never the least the sun was high in the sky, it was still black. Black and cold. But why in front of his room?

It was getting colder the further he went. For a second Ryou thought he saw his own breath become smoke in front of him. After what seemed to be hours the teen was on the edge of the dark hall not touched by the Ra's light. Nothing, and I mean nothing, seemed humane down it's darkness. Everything behind the teen was bright, no shadows dancing, nothing escaped it's rays, and most of all…he couldn't see his breath then.

"Ry," The hikari whipped around finding Malik huddling behind him holding his hands together and breathing in them to keep warm. He wasn't shaking, Ryou sighed with relief seeing that but froze when coldness ran down his spine. Ryou jumped forward hugging the Egyptian.

"Malik! Something's here!" Malik rapped an arm around the teen's shoulders while he reached a hand into the darkness that awaited in front of them. Mocking them knowing their scared of just only the sight of it and not even seeing what's hiding in it's shadows. The Egyptian recoiled his hand after he felt what the teen in his arms felt. Something was indeed in the darkness of the hall. Just for a spit second something moved in front of him. So silent like it did it so long it knew where everything is so it didn't trip or fall. Ryou shook in the black t-shirt he wore, the hikari saw it too.

Not long did they stand there when something was heard in the darkness. It was faint but Malik, even Ryou knew it was footsteps. They backed away from the edge moving back down the hall hoping they can reach the stairs and run down them before seeing what was heading their way. Right when they stood in front of a closed window letting in the hot blaze is when the footsteps stopped. Nothing was heard.

"Do you think it left?" Ryou asked staring down the hall next to Malik. When the Egyptian was about to speak but they both heard something. It sounded like something of shattered glass was being picked up. Moments later something slide down the hall and stopped right at Ryou's feet. Cautiously the white hair teen bent down grabbing hold of the object. It was rapped in some clothing and under the object cracked. "What is this?"

"Don't know but I'd feel safer if we were down stairs." Malik replied pulling Ryou with him down the steps. Back where the darkness was a little laugh was heard. Sweet mixed well with menacing. As it laughed the darkness disappeared in thin air as if it wasn't there in the first place. That and along with it, the laugh.

"Ryou, are you sure we should open it," Malik asked looking over the white haired teen's shoulders watching as Ryou glided his fingers over the folds the clothing made. "It might be poison or deadly or-"

"My shirt from when I was 12."

"Yeah that too…what?!" Malik looked down again as the hikari undid some of the folds to reveal a worn out blue shirt. Just before the teen pulled it fully up something caught their eyes. A picture frame was laying on it's front hiding it's picture. Ryou carefully flipped it over and gasped.

The picture in the frame was of all four of them. It was when Marik took them all snow boarding and when they got lost in the mountains for a week. The yami's in the picture both had black eyes and scratches on their faces from fighting that it was each others fault they got lost. Neither the least they still were smirking to the camera holding their hikari's close to them. It was also the day Ryou lost his shirt and Bakura let him wear his. That shirt he lost wasn't lost anymore. It was in his very hands still carrying snow on it like it was just picked up from the white blankets that covered that mountain that day. It wasn't the shirt Ryou gasped at. Even Malik was wide eyed seeing what else that pictured hold.

The glass frame was cracked on the yami's faces and the Egyptian hikari's one. Ryou's was untouched. Three long cut marks slashed though Malik's body in the picture that almost his whole body was missing excepted his glassed crushed face. The Egyptian stepped away from the couch.

"Who did that? Why was only my body cut up?" He was shaking again. When Ryou stood up and walked towards him Malik backed further away. "Ryou you lost that shirt at the mountains! How is it still here, and it still has snow on it! It's the middle of summer for Ra's sake!"

Ryou looked at the clothing in his hand. It was true though, how did it get here? The picture was the one in his room, too. It was perfectly fine when he saw it last yesterday.

"Look Malik," Ryou started but didn't finish. Malik had ran outside before he even realized it. The sound of car door closing and a hikari yelling at his yami was heard. Ryou forgot what had happened and joined the three outside dropping the picture and shirt on the couch before doing so.

After the front door closed the cabin was silent. Nothing disturb the peace but the yelling and laughing outside. Creaking sounds came down the steps. When the last steps was heard a little laugh was heard. The cream carpet was forming two feet standing next to the stairs then they moved toward the couch. Another laugh was heard then the sound of crunching glass. The picture laying on the couch was flung at the wall. The glass shattered to the ground leaving razor like pieces sticking up.

After that the cabin was once again silent. But soon when the sun goes down it won't stay that long.

Me: =shivering=

Bakura: what's wrong with her?

Ayume: The part with the ball and the girl sleeping on the couch all happened to her before.

Ryou: Really?

Me: =nods= Most of the stuff I will be writing will be mostly things that happened to me.

Ayume: Or the movies her mom watches.

Bakura: Let me guess, chick fics.

Me: My mom doesn't like that! She is a BIG!!!!!!! Horror fan!

Ayume: Most of her Dvd's are horror and Raven has to watch them all with her.

Ryou: =gulps= lucky I got rid of all of Bakura's horror dvd's

Bakura: =smirks= not all of them! =holds up the saw movies and boogie man= hee! =sees Ryou running away= Review and you can watch horror with ME!!