A/N: Man, I haven't written anything in SO long. My vocabulary has deteriorated as well, so please excuse the uninteresting parts.
If you're still reading this, thanks for sticking around for so long, and sorry you had to wait. College is coming up and it's being rather...time consuming.
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Disclaimer: dont own YGO
Love is Death
Chapter 16 – Walls
Seto looked at the slim girl with an incredulous face. Kisara shifted her gaze back and forth from the dragon to Seto, unable to say anything. The dragon roared, its head tilting upwards.
Kisara fluidly and quickly approached Seto, and pushed him towards the magical wall. "Please leave," she said in a rushed tone, "the room. Please don't come in until I come for you." Before Kaiba could object, Kisara forcefully pushed him through the disintegrating wall, his last vision of her being enveloped in a bluish light that came from the Blue Eyes White Dragon.
His sapphire eyes now looked at a wall. For about one second, he fought between his urge to go back in and see what was going on and his urge to retreat from anything that absolutely HAD to make him believe in magic. He chose the latter, but decided he'd go in whether she liked it or not in ten minutes.
Kisara looked back at the enormous dragon that had called her name and told her to rid the room of Seto. It was now howling, a huge beam of light shining towards her. She was terrified, but she stood with a strong stance, wanting to face what might happen head on. Her vision was blurred a bit from the light, but she could still make out the Blue Eyes White Dragon. It wasn't roaring anymore. Instead, it was hovering as it did when it first appeared.
"Kisara," the dragon said again.
"How do you know my name?" she asked, crystal colored eyes scrutinizing the crystal colored dragon.
"How can I not? I am your partner. Of course you would not remember me from your past lives, but I will always remember you," it answered.
Kisara's headstrong stance and expression became a dubious one. She gawked at the dragon, trying to discern what it meant. And like a slap to the face, it hit her. 'Partner. The Blue Eyes White Dragon is my PARTNER' Kisara thought,' the same way the Fire Sorceress is my mother's'.
"Tell me more, please," Kisara said after a long pause.
The dragon lowered itself to the ground, its huge hind legs making a 'thump' sound. Its long neck reclined to level its head with Kisara's. Kisara hesitantly raised her right hand, not knowing whether it was appropriate to pet the dragon. Slowly, her fingertips made their way to the dragon's forehead.
And immediately, she felt attached to the dragon – not just physically, but spiritually. Her other hand cupped the dragon's face on the opposite side of her right hand and she smiled from ear to ear. She felt as though she had been reunited with an old friend.
And suddenly, icy blue flames surrounded the two. For an instance, she remembered the first time her mother approached her. She was surrounded by burning red flames then.
Kisara looked around, her right hand still lying on the dragon's head. Basically the place looked like a crystal lattice cave that was engulfed in blue flames. The air was misty and foggy.
"This is a place only you and I can enter. Our bodies remain intact in the physical world, so you must accustom yourself to moving and visualizing in addition to being here," the Blue Eyes explained.
"How is this even possible?" Kisara asked. The Blue Eyes began to explain how the pseudo space was only a room for part of her mind. How only half of her mind should enter this place and the other half remain with her body. How the benefits of this place included, but wasn't limited to, seclusion when wanting to be secluded, escape and absolute privacy when needing to speak with the Dragon.
"Every Magical has the power to come to their own special place. We call them Relters. When your mother was killed, she had part of her mind retreat to her Relter. Her body and part of her mind were destroyed, but the remaining piece of her mind remained, forever trapped in the Relter. But she has made use of it. She found a way to reach out to others while still in the Relter. She has found out to invite them in," the Dragon continued.
Kisara couldn't help but just stare. Her mother's mind. The mother she had spoken to after death was REALLY her mother. No illusions, no prerecorded messages. Kisara was speechless. Then a question popped up in her head.
Her eyes narrowed and examined the crystal colored dragon closely as she asked, "Why is it that I don't remember anything from my past lives, but I've remembered Seto being a High Priest." She removed her hands from the Dragon.
"When people die, they decide what they will be in their next life. However, most people cannot decide on what they can REMEMBER. You on the other hand, had some control over what you remember. You died young – if you lived longer and mastered your ability, you would have been able to remember so much more – that is, if you wanted to." The Dragon explained in a string of snarls and grunts. Its head shifted every moment or so. Continuing his elaboration, the Dragon said, "…Your mother, however, cannot reincarnate."
Kisara's eyes grew wide in shock and disbelief. "Why not?" she demanded.
"Since part of her mind didn't die along with the rest, her soul cannot move onto her next life."
Kisara's eyebrows rose. Her face contorted into a worried expression. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath. She turned to look at the Blue Eyes White Dragon head on, "How do I kill it?"
"I cannot tell you. I can only feed you my energy, and consult with you," replied the Dragon.
Kisara sighed. She was slightly disappointed. Her mother could not tell her anything. Her partner could not tell her anything. She felt almost as though she was going to lose this fight.
Seto looked at his extremely expensive, diamond encrusted watch and grunted. He said ten minutes, and it had only been eight. He was getting agitated with not knowing what was going on between Kisara and the Blue Eyes White Dragon. 'It's quiet in the room…something HAD to have happened…' he thought.
Brown eyes observed the tall CEO staring at the disintegrating wall. Holding his anger and jealousy back, Bakura said, "What are you doing? Did she kick you out already? And here I thought you loved her; messed up already, I see." Bakura almost threw up at the word 'love'.
Seto whipped his head to the side to see Bakura standing in his arrogant stance, folded arms and a smirk on his face. Seto's lip twitched upwards. "At least the feelings are mutual between us," Seto said, mockingly.
Bakura's smirk shifted to a scowl.
Before he could retort, a noise echoed into the hallway. Seto and Bakura looked towards the front door. It had been torn to shreds and stomped on.
Seto's eyes widened as he saw Bakura's body flung towards the bedroom door.
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