This chapter is still pretty short, even after adding the Bakura part. T.T Oh well...

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Love is Death

Chapter 14 – Dialogue

"Bakura will be SO amazed when I tell him –" Kisara said before realizing what she said. She gasped before clamping her hands over her mouth. Seto watched as a terrified and tortured expression formed on her pale face. Seto's own face grew grim.

"Tell me all that's happened between you and Bakura," Seto softly demanded. He was almost reluctant, a bit mortified from what she had already unconsciously said last night. Yet, he still wanted to know the answer. Kisara looked at him like he was crazy.

"Can we not talk about that?" she asked, looking away. 'Why did I even say that?!' she thought.

"I want you to tell me."

'I want to know exactly what he's done with you,' Seto thought.

"You want to know something that will hurt you?" Kisara asked. She mentally stepped back, thinking, 'Will he even be hurt by it?' She looked at him with a puzzled expression on her face. Seto looked back at her with a serious face. It made her stomach leap in nervousness.

"I want to know the truth between you and him, and all that's happened," Seto said in a serious tone. Kisara sighed, knowing she couldn't deny his request.

"The night we had our first official date, Bakura snuck into the house," Kisara began. She closed her eyes and brought the memories out from the deep confines of her mind. The memories were so real, Kisara had to numb herself of all emotions to assure no tears would form in her eyes, no regret engulf her heat, no pain pierce her chest, no change in her mind.

Seto himself was brought back to that wonderful night with Kisara. His mind was at ease, thinking of their date. She was beautiful in her black dress and boots. She was always beautiful. And she loved him. That was what was important. Kisara loved Seto, and he knew it.

Her voice became flat and unfaltering as she continued, "I walked into the bedroom and he grabbed me from behind and pushed me on the bed. He stripped me of my clothes, intent on taking me. But I began to cry and he stopped. He was going to leave, but I kept him there until I fell asleep. He left before I woke up." Seto grew frigid, her words pulling him away from content to unhappy. Jealousy struck his gut.

"Two weeks after that night, and after I isolated myself, he came back. Apparently he got worried about me; no one had seen me for weeks. He found out that I had been hurting myself just to practice my healing spells. That's when he got extremely exasperated. That's the only time I've ever seen him so frustrated. And so, he offered to be my guinea pig. He'd hurt himself, and I'd heal him to practice. He also offered to help me train. I accepted.

"Ever since then, he and I have been living here, together." Kisara opened her eyes. She looked at Seto, waiting for a reaction before letting her emotions run free again.

"You make him sound like a good person," Seto finally voiced.

"He is," Kisara paused, "to me, at least. But after this morning, I don't think he'll be back." Seto narrowed his eyes at her. Realizing she should not have said that, Kisara let herself feel again.

"Sorry!" she apologized, her face flushing red with embarrassment. Seto sighed. He lowered his head to kiss her.

"Jealousy is a new emotion for me," he said, "but you're worth it."

'Why did I say that? Why does he keep popping up in my sentences…' she asked herself, 'I miss him, is that it? I'm so used to him being here, it's like he's my world. But not anymore. Seto is my life now. No…he has always been my life.'

The rain had stopped, but the gray clouds were still present, hovering over the city like a predator over its prey. Bakura walked down a street, mindlessly kicking a can as he did. He felt disgusted at himself and he didn't know why. 'It isn't as though I need her. And she certainly doesn't need me,' he thought. He glowered inwardly as his irritation grew.

'Yami-sama,' Ryou's voice called. Surprisingly, his tone was firm. He wormed his way thorough Bakura's mind in order to be heard, and frankly, Bakura didn't care at this point.

'What is it, hikari?' Bakura asked, annoyed.

'Stop this childish behavior,' Ryou demanded. Bakura mentally raised an eyebrow, curious about Ryou's new found attitude.

'Stop what, exactly?' Bakura asked.

'Stop getting mad at Kisara for not loving you. You knew the consequences of falling in love with her. You knew Kaiba would appear in her life again,' Ryou scolded.

'Silence. I'm not at all angry with her,' Bakura narrowed his eyes as he thought, '…I…I don't know why I'm so irritated. She isn't even…' He shook his physical head.

'…I think I understand. You're mad because you let yourself leave her without thinking of what could happen after you do so. You're sad because she didn't come after you,' Ryou said quietly, carefully. Bakura gaped mentally for a slip second.

Bakura turned into an ally way containing multifarious crates and cardboard boxes. Taking a seat on the more stable, wooden crate, he put his elbows against his knees and his palms to his eyes with his fingers gripping his bangs and forehead.

Leaving their body, Bakura and Ryou both appeared in a pseudo-like area within their mind. Bakura examined Ryou's compassionate expression. A small smile tugged at the corners of Ryou's face. His eyes were filled with understanding. Bakura sneered, not liking that Ryou saw right through him when Bakura himself couldn't. Bakura crossed his arms and looked away. He obviously wasn't going to start the conversation.

"Am I right, yami?" Ryou asked softly. That was the first time Ryou didn't address Bakura with the –sama suffix. Bakura's lip twitched, refusing to look at Ryou face to face.

"Yami, you said it yourself. She has always loved Kaiba. You can't win against her everlasting fate with him," Ryou said. He approached the discontented other, placing a light hand on Bakura's shoulder.

"So what do you want me to do about it?!" Bakura yelled, slapping Ryou's hand away. His dark brown eyes burned with scorn. He didn't understand what Ryou was getting at. He was just going to leave the town and forget about Kisara. They were both better off that way.

"All you can do is continue to love her," Ryou paused as Bakura let out a 'pfft' sound, "She still needs your help. That creature was strong, was it not? It could kill her at any time. Bakura grew quiet, looking at the ground sheepishly.

"You do feel it right – the need to watch over her?" Ryou asked. Bakura winced.

"Then do it," Ryou said, taking the wince as a 'yes'.

Bakura opened his eyes, looking through his fingers. A roll of thunder drummed into his ears shortly after a flash of lightning appeared in the sky. They sky began to drizzle, the pour heavily. And Bakura found himself in an ally way, getting drenched in rain yet again.

He smirked at the redundancy.

I liked this chapter, even though it was short. I hope you liked it too. ^^