A/N Could be seen as a spiritual sequal to Savior, with Ryou interacting with people I don't normally write.
Fate leads the willing and drags along the unwilling. ~ Seneca
"You seem so certain, Kaiba-san."
He won't be for long, the spirit whispers into Ryou's head.
Ryou doesn't bother to ask him what he means by it, just as he didn't ask why the spirit wanted him to talk to Kaiba in the first place. No, he'd asked no questions (he's sick of knowing only to then be made helpless) and simply approached the other boy after school.
The hallways are empty now.
Kaiba leans back against the row of lockers, arms crossed. He radiates a different arrogance then the spirit, somehow less suffocating. (Then again, anything could be less suffocating then the spirit…)
The blue eyed boy scoffs.
"Of course I am. Only fools believe in that. I make my own destiny."
(The spirit just laughs at that.)
Kaiba arches an eyebrow.
"Are you a fool, Bakura?"
The spirit smirks. Ryou can't see it, but he feels it.
(Well, are you, landlord?)
Ryou strokes the rings, feeling the pendants between his fingers. It burns a little bit, but he has come to almost enjoy the pain. (That would be considered foolish, wouldn't it?) Ryou knows more than he knew before – the spirit knows more than he knew before. And the spirit told him of his previous self, of their shared past. (Of his promises.)
Whether the spirit is lying or not the fact remains…
(He twirls the hanging pendants.)
Ryou laughs lightly.
"I suppose I am."
A/N Also, if there is a specific character you would like me to write with Ryou, feel free to ask me in the review.
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