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A Dark Chance.	By : LaniReaper Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2439 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Tearing down the corridor, Atemu and Kaiba came out into the
main foyer. Kaiba hadn�t asked what had got Yami so worked up; so either he
didn�t care, or he recognised the need to move fast. Or maybe it was both.
The two of them turned towards the stairs, when there was a
loud, angry yell from behind.
�HEY! WHAT THE FUCK�S HAPPENED TO RYOU?!�
Kaiba stopped with a jerk, and turned around. Atemu actually
carried on running up a few steps, before his brain decoded the voice�s owner,
and he turned around, automatically ready for a fight.
Bakura was standing just inside the main door, which was
open. Behind him, they could see a brilliant, moonlit night, and what looked
like the start of rain. The Thief King�s face was contorted in anger and that
malicious glare that meant he didn�t mean any good. Most frightening of all was
the Millennium Ring around his neck; resting against his chest.
�Bakura, I don�t have time for this-...�
�I said, WHAT happened to Ryou, you little shit. Who the
fuck was that girl?!�
Yami looked at Kaiba. The CEO looked back at him, passively,
then the two of them looked back to Bakura.
�That was Nenet.�
�The girl that brought us back?�
Some of the anger faded, replaced by confusion. His expression hardly changed.
�What�s she doing attacking Ryou?�
�And Yuugi.�
�Whatever.�
�We don�t know yet. We�re going to find them.�
Bakura gave the two of them a long, calculating look. His
hand raised to grip the Millennium Ring; hooking his fingers around the main
ring of gold, as he started to walk towards the other two. His voice came out
in a harsh growl of noise; �No-one came out the front.�
Kaiba spoke next, and Yami realised he�d barely said a word
since he found the CEO in the office. �That gate�s the only way out of the
estate. She�s still here somewhere.� As he finished, he walked forward � giving
Bakura a cautious stare as he passed him � and moved to the front door. Pushing
the heavy, expensive thing shut, the trio were suddenly in the near-pitch-dark
again.
Yami squinted a bit, letting his eyes adjust. Suddenly, he
wished he�d thought to pick up the flashlight they were using in the office. He
could hear some heavy noises from the door. Kaiba was locking it, and putting
all the bolts across for good measure.
Finally finished, the CEO turned to look at the two Spirits.
�She isn�t leaving this house short of blowing a wall down. We should wake the
others. They can help us look.�
Yami nodded. Turning back up the stairs, he let Kaiba take
the lead again, as the four of them bolted up to the bedroom wing.
---
Ryou�s head hurt.
For a long time, he just lay there. It was nicer to lay
still, with his eyes shut. Then, dimly, his hearing started coming back, in
patches. He could hear someone moving around. Someone was talking,
a woman, but he couldn�t understand the language. Slowly, against furious
objections from the painful spot on the back of his head, he forced his eyes
open.
He couldn�t see much. He was lying on his stomach, on the
floor. All he could see was carpet under his face; dusty and faded from age.
Slowly, as he laid there, staring at the floor, his
memory started filtering back in bits and pieces.
It was... and Nenet was... ugh... Yuugi...
Panic forced his brain all the way awake. Slowly, trying not
to make any sudden or large movements, he turned his head to see the room.
From what little he could see, they were still in Kaiba�s
mansion. The room was almost pitch-black, except for the moonlight streaming in
from an open window at the end. Craning his neck back a bit more, he felt a
huge surge of relief. Yuugi was lying just a little away from him. The relief
soon faded, when he saw the state the boy was in.
His forearms and hands were covered in long, bloody slashes.
The front of his forearms were the worst, as if he�d
tried to shield his face from a maniac. There was one long slash running down
his cheek to his jaw. None of them looked particularly deep, but all were
bleeding, or had bled. Ryou�s big brown eyes went wide with fear. Taking a
quick look around the room, he attempted to move forward, but realised with
dismay that his hands were tied behind his back. Attempting to move his feet
had a similar result; they were tied at the ankles. Frowning, he finally
started to wiggle forward, moving inch by inch.
Finally, Ryou�s face was barely a thought away from Yuugi�s.
Leaning close, he nudged at his friend gently. When that got no reply, he
whispered, as quietly as he could.
�Yuugi. Yuugi, wake up.�
No response.
�Yuugi. Yuugi, please wake up.�
�He is not going to wake up.�
The voice came from behind him, and Ryou went deadly still.
A few quiet footsteps, and Nenet
was standing in front of him. The girl had to be about his age, but she looked
so much more terrifying when he was tied up and on the ground, and she was
standing over him with a knife.
�He�s not... you haven�t...�
�No, he is alive.� She glanced at the unconscious hikari, �I
do not want to kill anybody...�
Ryou didn�t say anything more. She looked at him, curiously.
�Where is your Millennium Item?�
Ryou blinked. Turning to look at her, he stared for a good
few moments, trying to decide whether to answer or not. Finally, he decided it
wouldn�t harm anyone if she knew.
�Bakura has it.�
�I see.� She didn�t say anything else. Instead, she turned
away from him, and walked back to the windowsill. �Well, I shall expect he will
be here soon. If you are his hikari.� As Ryou watched,
she bent down, picking something off the floor. The Millennium Puzzle glinted
gold in the moonlit as she held it by the chain.
�I-I doubt it. Bakura doesn�t care about anyone.� He paused
for a moment, then decided to carry on anyway. His
voice was louder than before; thick with fierce pride, �And even if he comes
here, he�ll kill you.�
Nenet blinked at him, �He would
kill me, why? I have not harmed you.�
Ryou smiled. It wasn�t a very nice smile. He shifted a bit
closer to Yuugi as he spoke, protectively. �He�d kill you to take the Puzzle
from you.�
---
�Jou! Jou, wake up! Jou!�
�Nnnn...� The blonde teenager
rolled over, burying his face in the pillow, �S�too
early, Yuug...�
�Jou, something�s wrong! Seto�s
not in his bed, and Yami and Yuugi are gone too!�
Jou opened his eyes. Rolling over, he blinked once or twice
in the blackness. Mokuba had climbed onto his bed,
and was kneeled just next to his chest. The kid was wearing pajamas
with Kuribohs all over them, and a scared expression.
Jou sat up, slowly, ruffling his hair with one hand.
�What da� hell time is it, Mokuba? Y�know, Yuug�s got a pair of jammies just
like those...�
�We have to find my brother. Something�s wrong, I just know
it. None of the lights will turn on.� Looking downright desperate now, Mokuba grabbed at Jou�s hand with both of his. Tugging him
forward, he wriggled off the bed at the side.
Trying to clear his head of sleep, the blonde duellist gave Mokuba a suspicious look, �Wouldn�t it be better to jus�
stay here where �dey can find us?�
The kid shook his head energetically. He was standing beside
the bed now, actually trying to physically pull Jou out of bed. It wasn�t
working. �Seto always told me, if something ever goes really bad, I have to go
to the game room.�
Jou blinked, squinting at the boy a bit, �Game room?
Moneybags never said nothin� about a game room.�
�It�s-... it�s a secret.� He ceased the pulling for a
moment, looking awkward, then seemed to remember himself and resume it, �Just
come on! He won�t mind you coming with me!�
�I�m pretty sure he will, Mokuba...�
Sighing a bit, Jou finally conceded, and climbed out
of bed. He was dressed in some plain cotton pajamas
he�d found. The pajama shirt was open, but otherwise
he looked almost conventional.
Mokuba carried on pulling on his
arm all the way to the door, and violently disagreed with the idea of Jou
grabbing his jacket or shoes. He did, however, let Jou get his Duel Monsters
deck out of his jacket pocket. Everyone involved in the shadow games incident
seemed to carry a deck around with them every day, these days. Just in case.
The idea of it being just a game had been completely ruined.
He followed Mokuba down a series
of corridors, steps. In the pitch-dark, he had no idea how they hadn�t fallen
down a staircase by now, but Mokuba seemed to know
where he was going. Finally, they arrived at a long corridor, with one single
door at the end. In Jou�s mind, it looked slightly sinister. Like a corridor
from a horror movie. Mokuba wasn�t concerned,
however, and headed straight for the door.
The lock, Jou suddenly realised, wasn�t a real lock. There
was no keyhole. Instead, there was a little square touchpad. Looking a bit
embarrassed, Mokuba placed his right thumb squarely
on the pad, while Jou watched in confusion.
After several moments, nothing happened.
Blinking, Mokuba took his hand off
the pad, and stared at it in confusion. Behind him, Jou�s voice came, sounding
a bit hesistant.
�Uh... Mokuba, what�re ya� doin�?�
�It�s meant to open, it�s a
fingerprint machine... why won�t it work?�
�Eh...� Moving up alongside Mokuba,
the blonde looked at the machine critically, and a little suspiciously. After a
moment, he pushed Mokuba to the side, gently. For a
moment, he just stood there. Then, suddenly, his foot came up and connected
with the edge of the door with a frighteningly loud BANG.
Behind him, Mokuba�s shrill voice
immediately sounded, �J-jou! Jou, what are you
doing?! You�re gonna break it! Seto�ll
be mad!�
�We wanna get in this room, right?
Well, old moneybags can pay ta� have one damn prissy
door lock replaced.�
Another few solid kicks, and the
door showed signs of caving. A fourth kick, and it
flew open. The electronic lock didn�t make as much as a peep of noise or
reaction. Dusting his hands off with a satisfied grin, Jou stepped into the
room with an air of pride and arrogance.
�See, who needs a fancy electronic fingerprint readin� thing! Just takes a bit o-...�
Jou�s voice tailed off as he slowly took in the room around
him. The room was lit by two windows on opposite sides, letting large chunks of
moonlit in. After several moments of looking around, his voice came out in a
soft breath of sound.
�... Wow.�
The room was plastered
with duel monsters. Posters, whole cabinets of what had to be
every card in the world. Video game systems, linked up to a huge TV,
with a huge catalogue of Duel Monsters-centered games
among all the regular ones. And, along one wall, was a huge display cabinet
full of trophies and certificates for tournaments won. Some of them were for
generic electronics achievements; breakthroughs made by Kaiba Corp. Most of
them, however, were prizes for Duel Monster tournaments. And almost all of
those were printed with the same name; SETO KAIBA. The centrepiece, however,
which changed the room from the game room of a fan to the den of an obsessor, was standing in the center
of the room.
It was a huge, life-sized, statue of a Blue Eyes White
Dragon. Jou couldn�t even begin to guess what it�d been made of, but it looked
real. Very real.
It dominated the entire room. Given time to get used to it, maybe he would�ve
laughed at Kaiba for his unhealthy obsession, but right now, he was just
impressed.
Behind him, Mokuba�s voice came
out with a quiet giggle as he pushed the door gently shut. It wouldn�t stay
locked anymore, but he could get it to close, and stay shut. �Seto really does
love Duel Monsters, especially the Blue Eyes.�
�I... I can see.�
Mokuba giggled again. Walking up
beside Jou, he followed the boy�s gaze to the huge statue, and remarked
quietly, �Y�know, you get used to it after a while.�
Jou glanced down at the boy, then
took in the scope of the room. Every single wall was covered in posters. Some
advertising posters for Kaiba-Corp Duel-Monsters related things, like the Duel
Disk. Some were posters advertising upcoming tournaments, or ones from the past
that were long finished. Some of them were just posters of various duel
monsters. He could count at least three Blue Eyes looking down on him, and,
with a little smudge of pride, two Red Eyes Black Dragons.
Moving past him, Mokuba walked up
to one of the cabinets. Pulling open a drawer, he pulled out a heavy, thick
flashlight. Turning it on briefly to check the battery, he finally threw it to
Jou, then pulled out one of his own. �Seto made sure
we�ve got everything anyone could need in here.�
Catching the flashlight, Jou fumbled it on, and looked
around the room. It seemed massive, but the doorway was right in the center. The entire room was a very thick upside-down U
shape, with the door and it�s corridor coming right up
through the middle of the room. It was a weird design, but Jou wasn�t really
thinking about it. He wanted to explore.
Temporarily forgetting about Mokuba,
he turned down one of the wings of the room. The walls were still covered in
posters, no matter how far he went, and the wing seemed a bit empty. Right at
the end, though, was a big, dark closet set into the wall. Right at the end of
the wing, the short back wall was covered in a mirror. Curious,
the blonde duellist head for the closet.
It wasn�t locked. The door came open, and Jou found himself
staring at an all-too-familiar white coat, with the KC logo on the collar. The
shoulders were cropped, and pointed, with studs running down the back of the
shoulders. It was made of white leather, and ridiculously flared at the bottom.
�This is...�
�Yup, one of Seto�s
outfits.� Mokuba was right behind him, peering
into the closet, �He doesn�t like keeping them with his normal clothes. He says
they�re immature.�
�Whaaaat!�
Reaching into the closet, with a big grin on his face, Jou pulled the white
coat off the hanger. Holding it up, he looked the shiny leather up and down. �Whaddya� mean, immature? His outfits are awesome!�
Mokuba smiled, innocently. He was
leaning back against one of the walls, staring at Jou in a happy, content kind
of way, �He�d like to hear you say that.�
�Eh?� Glancing at Mokuba for a
second, Jou then turned his attention to the mirror. �Nah, I get the feelin� Kaiba hates me pretty bad.� Not waiting for a
reply, Jou wriggled out of his pajama shirt,
replacing it with the long white leather coat. It was a little too big for him,
and looked ridiculous.
�Nah, he doesn�t hate you, Jou.�
�Hahah... �ey,
how d�ya think I look?�
�Silly!�
�Eh!? Why does it
look good on Kaiba an� not on me?!�
�Heheheh!�
�Mokuba!�
---
�... What?� Kaiba�s voice came out in a soft, harsh whisper.
The three boys had reached Mokuba�s
room, but it was empty. Confused, Yami and Kaiba had bolted for Jou�s door, but
of course, that room was empty too. Bakura was standing in the hallway, arms
crossed, leaning back against the wall. He was looking at the other two with an
expression of irritated impatience.
�They�re... both gone?� Looking around the room wildly,
Kaiba turned and ran back to Mokuba�s room, checking
it again. Yami stood, watching him, looked pained.
�Kaiba, we need to find Yuugi and Ryou.�
�Where could they have... unless she got them too...�
�Kaiba.�
�This is my fault. I should�ve gone to them when the
computer shut down. I should�ve woken Mokuba...�
�Kaiba!�
The CEO apparently couldn�t hear a word Yami was saying.
Finally, with a sigh of annoyance, it was Bakura that stood up and moved
towards him.
The Thief King didn�t waste time with words. One of his
hands went to Kaiba�s shoulder, pulling him around. The other hand formed a
fist, and promptly punched the panicked CEO in the face.
Kaiba staggered back a bit from the punch, staring at Bakura
with a look of open confusion, anger and dislike. Worried, Yami took a few
steps forward, but honestly didn�t know what to do. Thankfully, Bakura followed
the punch with a rough statement.
�Stop panicking, you pussy. You aren�t gonna
help anyone like that.�
Kaiba stared at him for a moment, still looking confused and
shocked. Then, slowly, Bakura�s words seemed to filter into his mind. The
emotions died down off his face, reverting to his normal expression. Finally,
he gave a rough nod, then treated Bakura to a small,
arrogant smirk. �So where are we meant to start looking, genius?�
Bakura�s hand clenched into a fist again.
For a moment, Yami was scared he was going to hit Kaiba again, but he didn�t.
Instead, his face masked into an angry expression, and his voice came in a
rough growl; �... I don�t know.�
Yami looked between the two of them, �... I can�t talk to
Yuugi. I don�t know why, but I haven�t felt him since the accident. It�s like
he�s...� The Pharaoh paused, then frowned and went quiet. He didn�t want to say
it.
�Dead.� Bakura�s reply came
promptly.
Yami gave him an unfriendly look, and when he spoke, his
voice was thick with withheld anger, �Well, I don�t see you asking Ryou
anything.�
�...� Bakura looked at him, steadily. Honestly, he hadn�t
thought of it. It was hard to get used to the mind-to-mind thing, and he�d only
done it once. Grudgingly, he turned to the side, crossing his arms and facing
away from the other two.
... Ryou?
Nothing. Bakura felt a prickle of
embarrassment. He felt like an idiot. Then, slowly, distantly, came the reply.
�Kura? �Kura, is that you?�
Who the fuck else
would it be? Not many people can fuck with your head.
A soft, pleased feeling came across, before Ryou replied. �Did you leave the mansion? I�m sorry I
couldn�t come with you.�
You dumbshit. Me, the Pharaoh, and that other guy are looking for you, so
hurry up and tell me where the fuck you are.
There was a moment�s silence, before Ryou�s reply came back.
He felt confused. �I don�t know exactly.
It�s a big empty room. Looks like no-one�s been here in ages.
The ceiling�s really high...�
Well, that�s real fuckin� helpful.
�Sorry.�
Bakura grunted, softly. For a moment, he just stood still, then sent a tentative message.
We�re coming to get
you. Don�t you fucking die on me before I get there.
Because I swear, I�ll get you back from the fucking afterlife and show you what
a real painful fucking death is.
From Ryou�s end of the link, there was a soft wonder, a
pleased feeling.
�Okay, �Kura. I�m
waiting for you.�
Bakura turned to look at the other two. They were staring at
him, in a way that made him frown.
�... What?�
Kaiba and Yami exchanged a look. It was Yami that spoke,
�Did you get through to Ryou?�
�Tell me why you�re looking at me like I grew another
fucking head.�
Another exchanged look. Bakura could feel anger bubbling
somewhere in his torso.
�It doesn�t matter. Where are they?�
For a moment, he considered not answering, then, �He didn�t
know. Said it was some old room, high ceilings. Like it
hadn�t been used in ages. You know a place like that?� He turned the
question to Kaiba.
The CEO looked at him in a suspicious kind of way, then finally replied, �There�s two big conference rooms on
the first floor. They came with the house. It�s the only place I can think of. This way.�
Turning, Kaiba ran back down the corridor. Bakura followed,
with Yami following him. The Pharaoh finally let the amused grin onto his face,
as he stared at Bakura�s feet in front of him.
In all the centuries he�d known Bakura, he�d never seen the
Thief King smile, until now.
---
�Nn-...�
The first sensation Yuugi felt was pain. His arms seemed to
be composed entirely of it. It was a rough, stinging, biting pain, like someone
had shredded him up with a cheese grater.
After a few moments, he could think around the pain, and he
realised he was on the floor. His feet, he couldn�t move them. A few seconds of
quiet, very slow investigation, and he realise they were bound. Opening his
eyes, he glanced up, and took in as much of the room as he could without moving
his head.
The first thing he saw, was sky.
There was a window directly across from him, and from his spot on the floor,
all he could see was the night sky. It was a lot more full
of clouds than he remembered, and he couldn�t see the moon.
�Yuugi...!� The voice was a soft, harsh whisper to his side.
Turning in the direction of the noise, he saw Ryou, lying not far from him. The
boy�s eyes were lit up with relief and fear, all at the same time. There were
thin cords tying his wrists and ankles together. It looked like they�d been
taken off the drapes; there were small tassels at the end of each one.
He offered Ryou a brief smile, and automatically reached out
for Yami, but something felt wrong. Where the link usually was, was just empty
space. Frowning, and beginning to panic, he finally noticed the absence of a
weight around his neck. Looking down, he finally realised, the Millennium
Puzzle was gone.
�You are awake.�
Yuugi stiffened on the floor. Turning his head, he looked up
in time to see an Egyptian girl walk into view. It actually took him a while to
recognise her, in the dim light, but soon enough, his face creased into a
frown,
�Nenet!�
�You remember my name.� She was smiling at him, just a
little. �The Pharaoh will be here soon.�
�What do you want with Yami!� Not
noticing the horrified looks that Ryou was giving him for his boldness, he bent
his knees and shuffled up to a sitting position. It was a little unbalanced and
wonky, but he managed.
She had the grace to look offended, and shook her head. He
noticed, the Millennium Puzzle was hung around her
neck. It looked awkward and wrong, lying against her breasts. Uneven. �Nothing at all. I would
not seek to harm the Pharaoh.�
�Then what... why did you attack us? Why are you here?? Why
do you have my Puzzle?�
�Aah, I think you�ll find, it�s my Puzzle now. Although, in it�s current state, it�s been made quite useless...�
She lowered one hand, tapping the side of the gold artefact, �But, once the
soul has been returned, it should be of great power, once again.�
Yuugi�s mind went temporarily blank. She wanted to return
the Pharaoh�s spirit to the Puzzle, and take it. She wanted to take Yami away,
after Yuugi had finally started to believe he�d be back forever.
�That�s... you can�t do that.�
The girl grinned at him, �You are not in any state to
disagree with me, Yuugi.�
�Bakura�s going to kill you.�
Both Yuugi and Nenet looked at Ryou.
The white-haired boy was sitting up now, and some of his fear has faded, �You
aren�t going to take Atemu away from Yuugi again, because Bakura�s going to
come here, and he�s going to kill you, and take the Puzzle. I know he will.�
�We shall see.�
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