The young brunette stood over the grave of her best friend. She wore a beautiful black dress that flows down to her ankles with black ruffles and a ribbon resting on the small of her back. Her head hang low so that her asymmetric fringes were hiding her eyes. The tears were masked by the rain that was heavily pouring down, soaking her black shoes and the white rose that lay on the foot of the tombstone with mud. She stood there alone, making the shadows of despair dance around her and feed on her negative emotions.
After all, it is rare for a creature like her to dwell on these very emotions she inflicts on mortals for these very shadows to feed on.
Pathetic…
She was feeling a mixture of sadness and anger. The sudden—no—the expected death of the young girl that was supposedly the lover of his brother, Yami, was devastating because of the fact that her lover was also her murderer.
Ironic…
She was driven to insanity that she had grabbed a knife and stab herself countless of times shouting things like: "Make it stop!" "Leave me alone!" and "I can't take it anymore!" Daniella tried to stop her a little too late. All she could do was watch helplessly as she took her last breath, both girls covered in her blood.
An umbrella shielded her from the rain but she didn't bother to look up to see who the kind soul that was now accompanying her was. She couldn't care less.
"You might catch a cold dear sister," Well, forget about the comment a while ago. This person doesn't have a soul. Daniella's fingers' twitched. She wanted to pull out that she kept hidden in a holster strapped on her leg, under the balloon skirt and shoot him. Just for the satisfaction of inflicting pain on this person, even though she knows that he won't suffer the same fate as the one laying on the grave they stood in front of.
"That's highly unlikely," she replied harshly, eyes fixated still on the words on the tombstone, reading it over and over again.
"You are trembling," Yami simply said, taking off his coat to wrap it around his sister.
Daniella swatted it away with one quick swing of her arm. The black coat landed on the muddy ground, staining the fabric. "I don't need your concern," Yami noticed that her eyes were puffy and red. Could she be crying over the death of this mortal? Daniella shifted her gaze back to the tombstone again, reading the words one last time. "In fact," she turned to leave and said coldly. "I don't need you at all."
Yami just watched his sister walk away. Even though deep inside, those words killed him but he can't let anybody know, not even his sister.
Painful…
/*/*/
Yami woke up from his dream. He clutched his chest where his heart was beating rapidly. The pain of Daniella disowning him made itself present. The pain of the mistake he made long ago to his supposedly lover and salvation.
"Good of you to actually wake up," he heard the albino's taunting voice from his right.
"Where am I?" he asked, noticing the white walls of the room, the lone wooden desk at the corner near the door, the olive green curtains covering the windows and the other unoccupied beds to his left. Nurse's office, he thought.
"And right you are, kingling," Bakura said without looking up from his novel.
Yami glanced at the white haired man and said, "Why not pretend that you didn't read my mind and answered the question thief?"
The so-called thief smirked, sensing the piecing glare that was sent to his direction. "I wouldn't want to insult you intelligence now, would I?" he replied then added: "Then again, I should have done that." He laughed maniacly, bleding with the tri-color haired teen's growl.
Bakura loves to make fun of him whenever he gets the chance. He tends to get under his skin. The mere sight of the thief turns his smile upside-down because he knows what was coming once the albino starts opening his mouth. Yami doesn't understand how his sister stands Bakura's obnoxious behavior.
At the mere thought of his sister, he remembered what had happened earlier before everything blacked out.
"I saw in a vision that somebody close and dear to your heart will die. Will it be Daniella? Or will it be little Yugi?"
A vision from Therese. A horrifying vision. She was never wrong once she speaks it out. It scared Yami. Little did he know that it terrified all of them.
He quickly stood up and started walking calmly out the door, trying to hide his haste to leave and check on both his sister and Yugi.
Before he can turn the knob on the door, a hand grabbed him on his arm and turned him around so he could face whoever that is who had the nerve of stopping him.
"Where do you think you are going?" the white haired thief asked, looking quite irritated.
"Home." Yami answered like it was the most obvious thing in the whole world. He was lying though.
"School's not over yet," Bakura said, his voice and expression was serious. "We haven't seen Seto Kai-"
"He is the least of my problems," Yami cut him off. He removed Bakura's grip from his arm gently that shocked the thief.
"Kaiba is your problem. If you didn't let him go, he would have been dead by now."
Yami glared at Bakura and jabbed him on his chest with his index finger. "Why? Didn't Daniella do the same thing years ago? Yugi should have been dead as well and yet here he is, walking around the school hallway and I never see you scolding her about it."
"Don't you dare speak about her like that!" Bakura snapped. How dare Yami talk like that about his own sister? "He's cleaning your mess for you-"
"And I'm doing the same for her! Fair, right?"
Bakura started laughing hysterically that confused the other. He didn't know what was funny about what he just said. "Fair?" Bakura said in between laughs before it died down to chuckles. "You don't know the meaning of the word 'fair', Yami."
Yami just looked at him blankly, daring him to explain what he just said. To give him reasons why he was wrong when he said it was even between him and Daniella.
"Was it fair that you have taken away Daniella's life?" Bakura paused, searching Yami's eyes and found the emotions he was looking for: Guilt, anger and sorrow. Black flames were dancing around them. "And Kiley's?"
Yami punched Bakura right in the nose, watching him stumble back a few feet away.
Bakura wiped away the blood that came out of his nose, snickering as he did so. "Did I strike a nerve kingling?" he provoked, waiting for the next blow to come.
Yami picked him up by the collar of his school jacket with one hand. Bakura noticed the glazed look in his eyes. It held a promise, one that says that eternal hell would break loose. Though Bakura was already immune to that look, what scares him was the damage that might be done to both himself and the nurse's office. It would be hard to explain that an extraordinary being has destroyed the school's clinic and that Bakura was immortal that is why he was still alive considering the damage he would have after the rampage. Nobody will believe that.
Before Yami could land another punch, the door swung open stopping Yami's action.
Joey rushed in with an unconscious Daniella in his arms. His once white under shirt was now soaked in red blood. "Where's the nurse?!" he demanded, panic evident on his voice.
Yami vaguely heard Bakura's reply as he looked at his sister who was hanging limply in the blonde's arms. He took note of the damage he has done.
The dried blood on Daniella's hair, that looked a lot shorter than when they first stepped foot on school grounds. A few more droplets of blood were trailing down the brown strands to the floor in an audible pitter patter. The pale complexion of the young brunette that made her looked almost dead if not for the rising and falling of her chest to indicate that she was indeed breathing.
Was this his doing?
"Move!" Joey shouted as he shoved Yami out of the way, snapping him out of his trance.
Yugi, Tea and Tristan soon appeared, stopping to catch their breaths, just in time to see Joey shove away the tri-colored haired teen to set the injured girl on the bed.
Yugi looked at Yami, who was drained of all his color, eyes glazed over by different emotions but one stood out: Guilt. Was he responsible for this?
"I'm taking her home," Yami said, finally regaining his composure from the shock of seeing his sister's condition.
"No," Yugi countered. "Wait for the nurse to give you permission to take her home."
Yami gave Yugi a cold glare, replying "We have a personal doctor that could look over the injuries."
Yugi held his ground, shocking Bakura. Those piercing eyes usually bring people to their knees, begging for mercy. Shaking anyone to the core when those crimson orbs stare at you with anger etched on them. "And by the timeyou get home, her blood would be drained out. Then what? Your so called—" Yugi made air quotes to emphasize the words "Personal Doctor." "—won't be able to do a thing." Yugi's facial expression soften as he looked directly in to those crimson pools, which, this time, held shock and continued with an equally soft tone, "Wait for the nurse and let her tend to Daniella's wounds, then you can take her home."
Bakura was taken aback. Now he knows why Yami took interest in this kid. Not only can he stand up and fight for what he thinks is right, but he cares for others more than anything. He looks like those who are hard to break. Not easily dragged into darkness. He looked at the kingling who had a small smirk on his face.
"Alright," Yami said in a hushed tone, the smirk looking like a small smile.
Then Tristan nudged Yugi, a worried expression on his eyes, "Sorry to interrupt your 'sermon' Yugi but if we don't look for the nurse now, what you just said might be proven true."
With that said, Tea, who was watching in awe at what she just heard from his usually timid friend, scrambled out of the room in search of the nurse. Joey gave both Yami and Bakura glares before following Tea out of the room with Tristan on his tail to help with the search. Bakura on the other hand, just snickered and started walking calmly out of the door, mumbling "Mortals these days are in so much haste. Their search will be futile for the nurse is in the cafeteria getting food for me and her. I might as well go get her."
That left Yugi and Yami alone inside the office; the ticking of the clock was the only sound that could be heard.
"It was nice of you to care for my sister," Yami started, he needed to break the silence between them. It was suffocating. He needs to say something to the center of his interest, anything in this situation.
Yugi looked confused at the sudden change in his look-a-like's tone. The cockiness was gone and so was the venom of sarcasm in his voice. It was pure, sincere, and even desperate to break the silence. "I-it was nothing. I'll d-do ma-my best to he-help out." He was stuttering! For the first time in front of the person who made him realize he was capable of hating someone to the core, he stuttered. Yugi felt more like his old self.
A baritone chuckle echoed throughout the room which made Yugi turn away, a blush adoring his face. He didn't know why but, Yami seem to give him mixed emotions. Yami brings out the worst of him yet he doesn't mind.
The tri-colored haired boy absently clutched the chain that was around his neck where the triangular pendant was dangling, momentarily lost in his own world before he realized that the owner of the necklace was in front of him.
Taking it off, he handed the necklace to its rightful owner.
Yami just stared at him in wonder, before another set of chuckles escaped his lips. "Keep it," he said casually. He took the necklace from Yugi's hand and replaced it around the other's neck.
"Seriously?" Yugi, this time, gave him a look of utter disbelief and confusion. The pendant was made of real gold! And he was just giving it away to a person he barely knew? "It looks old. Doesn't it hold any value to you or your family?"
Yami shook his head to a no. "It's just for fashion. So I don't mind giving it away."
"You're weird." Yami laughed out when Yugi made the remark, though the smaller of the two didn't quite catch the joke in his statement. He was just being blunt.
Once Yami got his laughter under control, he wiped a tear that was threatening to fall because of the lack of air before asking. "Hey, you want to hang out tomorrow?"
Again, Yugi stared at him like he was crazy or something but soon, a warm and gentle smile caught Yami off guard. Who knew that the little one would look this adorable? Before Yugi can accept or deny the offer, they heard screams of pure horror from outside. Yugi's vision flashed red. He heard Yami scream his name before his the red faded to pitch black.
/*/*/
Bakura walked down the hallway, pissed off not because he was forced to join the "Dweeb Squad" (as he now preferred to call the bunch of imbeciles Yami's prey call friends). No, that wasn't the reason. It was because the food he was promised was a big lie!
When he arrived at the cafeteria kitchen, no one was there. Only a trace that somebody was making sandwiches but wasn't able to finish it. He was fuming mad when he realized the nurse failed to finish preparing the meal promised to him. So, he trashed the cafeteria kitchen before bumping into the pointy headed freak and got dragged into their search party.
And now, there he was, walking idly around the school hallway, looking for the Ra damned nurse. I swear! I'm gonna slit her throat for making me wait for nothing! I had to endure being around the kingling just to wait for the freaking food!He thought, mumbling curses as he made no effort to accomplish the task at hand.
Just then, Joey ran past him, shouting something over his shoulder. The world seemed to be in a slow motion at the news thrown to him and he, too, started running.
Soon enough, both boys were at the courtyard of the school were everybody was gathered, looking up in horror. Students, teachers, janitors, everyone was there. "Get down from there, ma-boy!" The principal shouted, sheen of sweat covering his terror-stricken face.
"Please!" Bakura heard a familiar voice said. He looked at the left side of the principal where a blond woman was standing next to him. She was wearing an all-white nurse's uniform with her blonde hair tied in a neat bun. She had her hands framing her mouth in an attempt to increase the volume of her voice. "Think about what you are about to do!" So this is why the nurse was gone for too long.
The albino shifted his gaze to look at what everyone was making a big fuss about. There on the metal railings that border the school's rooftop was a student with black hair. He was standing on the narrow edge of the rooftop, holding on to the wire fence. The wind was playing with his hair, making his glazed eyes visible, while black cloud like flames dance around him which were only visible to him or any other viletsus on the vicinity.
At the thought of the group, he quickly searched the crowd for his "clan", abandoning the mutt, and found them under a shady tree, watching the scene unfold. Mai was leaning on the tree, her arms crossed over her bust. A look of disdain was etched on her pretty face. Marik and Malik were sitting tangled to each other. Marik has his arms wrapped around the other's neck from behind, amused at the sight while Malik just looked up, void of any emotions. Whatever he was feeling, he was hiding it quite well.
Bakura noticed that someone was missing from the group. A mischievous raven-haired someone. "Where's Therese?" the albino hissed once he reached the group.
Marik looked at him with an evil grin and pointed to where the black haired student was.
The white haired teen once again observed the scene. Sure enough, standing on the thick metal bar that's holding the wire fence was Therese. How could he have missed her? She was in plain sight though something was different about her.
Her hair that was usually tied in twin pigtails was now loose, the wind blowing it in different directions. The school uniform was replaced by a red orange corset that has a gold lining on the edge of the bust that has swirls meeting in the middle and shoots up to the collarbone. There's a diamond-shaped cut on the corset that shows her abdomen and gold borders that separates the skin to the fabric. A black skirt, which is attached to the corset, has a white translucent, net like layer on top that covers only half the length of skirt and the back portion that it look like a coat tail except for the fact that it's a petticoat with a black ribbon on the left side of her waist. The overall dress was paired with a pair of red stilettos. Only one leg (which is the left leg) is covered by a net-like material. Her lips lost its glossy red color and her usually brown mischievous twinkling eyes were replaced by dull red serpent eyes.
Bakura's eyes widen at realization dawned on him. The black flames, the changed appearance, why nobody seem to notice her even though she was in plain sight: She's in her true form. Bakura thought as he watched tentatively at what will transpire next.
Therese carefully sat down on the metal bar and whispered to the boy's ear "Don't listen to them. They don't know the pain you are being forced to go through," her child like voice seem to echo in his mind. "Go on Daisuke, let go of the railings and jump. You want to be with your dearest Elizabeth, right?"
The aforementioned boy untangled his fingers from the finger fence and stretched them out like how a bird would when it's spreading its wings. Just when he was about to let himself be pulled by gravity to his impending death, a high pitched voice shouted the boy's name. The black shadows retreated from Daisuke and seeped in to Therese's skin painfully, like hundreds of needles were being pushed in to her flesh all at the same time.
Regardless of the pain, Therese just winced and glared at the cause of the blinding pain.
"Mi-Miyaki? Is that you?" her prey stuttered, his eyes fixated on the girl with red hair and bright green eyes which held worry for him.
"What are you doing up there?!" she scolded but her voice was broken by fright. "Get down from there! You might hurt yourself!"
"Why listen to her?" Therese persuade, her tone lost its confidence and now leaked of desperation. She needs this guy to jump and end his life already! This girl just made the matter complicated. "She is the reason why your love has left you, right? Ignore her and jump!"
"No," the black-haired boy whispered to himself, thinking Therese is just a figment of his depression and guilt towards the death of his lover. "I still have a reason to live and that's Miyaki."
Therese sneered and said, "Fine then," she jumped down from where she was sitting and gracefully landed on the edge beside Daisuke, her balance completely in check before smirking at him. "Have it your way."
Therese kicked the boy's legs, causing him to look like he lost his balance, to push him off the edge. Thankfully, he got hold of the edge with his right hand making him dangle there like a rag doll. He looked down on the people who screamed when he had "accidentally" slipped off. He gulped and looked up to come face to face with the raven-haired girl who was leaning down to him like a little girl playing a game with a smile of amusement on her face. "It seems that you have caught yourself. Don't worry—" she lightly placed her heeled foot on the hand that was keeping the boy alive. "—you won't have to 'hang around' much longer." She giggled and stomped on his hand with little offered but hard enough to break some of the bones on Daisuke's hand causing him to lose his grip on the edge of where he was standing on a while ago.
He heard a familiar voice scream his name along with the screams and shrieks of his fellow schoolmates and some of the faculty members. The world seem to have slowed down, his eighteen years of existence flashed before his eyes like a movie, and before he hit the ground he saw Therese, waiting for him to land violently on the concrete floor with that evil smirk on her face. Then he felt searing pain hit him but it didn't last long until his whole world blacked out.
Bakura shook his head once the show was over. "What a waste of our time."
"Au contraire," Marik said. "I found it entertaining considering how boring this day started out. This was a nice way to end it, hmm Malik?"
Malik just sank back in his lover's arms, looking displeased with how messy Therese ended this one. Mai just scoffed and looked away.
"Thank you Marik," they heard Therese speak and all eyes were on her. She was back in the pink and blue school uniform, her eyes as well were now the mischievous brown and her hair was tied in those high twin pigtails that added to her child-like appearance. Blood was smeared all over her face and exposed flesh though slowly, the red liquid seeped in to her skin and a youthful glow replaced the unnoticeable pale complexion of the girl a while ago. Her eyes sparkled making her look more like a living doll.
"You broke the rules," Mai spoke up. "The black shadows retracted because he had his spirit up! Once that happens, you have to—"
"Retreat?" Therese cut her off. "Yeah right! With the amount of blood I lost from Yami's attempt to "murder" me, I would have looked like Lindsay Lohan after she injected heroine or whatever she did to make her look like a mess. I can't have that now, can I?" Mai sneered at her but she ignored it.
Bakura rolled his eyes at Therese's vanity. He watched as the young girl took out her compact powder to look into its mirror to adjust her bangs before snapping it close and pocketing it again. Then, Bakura noticed something yet again that was out of the ordinary for the black-haired lady. "Therese?"
"Hm?"
"How come you are not at Daniella's side? You never leave her side, ever!"
Therese gave him a wicked smile. A smile that made him regret he even asked the question. "You'll find out soon enough."
Author's Note: There you go! After *counts how many months since she updated* 10 months O.o Wait! 10 months! That's such a long time! I was gone for like almost a year! Oh well, as I was saying! After 10 months, I updated! HORRAH! :D
Realizing that I want to balance my college life and my Fanfiction writing, I decided that I'll give myself a due so I can update more often.
I'll update every Sunday at midnight, GMT+8 PHT which is my time zone.
And one last thing, if you know my other fic "Hannah Montana: Yu-Gi-Oh Version" I'm posted something there you might want to read right now.
Well That's all for now! Next Target update is "Sorry I Have Amnesia!" or possibly this one again... It actually depends on my mood. That's all and let me know if I still have readers for this one by reviewing :D Toodles! :*