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Baku, Ra, to Ringu: UnCut	By : KimyouTeki Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4030 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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KimyouTeki: Glad to see this site is back. I couldn't use it for the longest time.
Well, this story has not been updated in months, let's get to it!
Disclaimer: Don't own YGO.
o o o
"Let's find some flashlights", said Fluffy. "I can't see worth a damn in here."
"Wait. Here." Ryou took something out of his pocket and shook it, and it began to give off a strong golden glow. "Come on."
Hand in hand, they wandered what should have been a bustling hospital. The lights were out, the only ambient illumination being the occasional flash of lightning.
"Now, let's think", said Fluffy. "Where would you hang out if you were a crazed vengeful spirit?"
"Maybe there's a shrine in here."
"A shrine in a medical building?"
"So people can pray for the well-being of their loved ones." He pulled Fluffy along. "Come on, let's go find a directory."
o o o
Kaiba stood and walked around his work bench as Bakura strode through the double doors, rain-drenched, clammy, one eye glinting evilly through the saturated wall of white hair that covered his face almost entirely.
"You're the last person I expected to see here. What the hell do you want, Bakura, I'm busy."
Bakura sighed, smirking. "And you still don't recognize me. What the hell do I see in you? ShuChan was so much nicer to me."
He gazed towards the ceiling, a gentle smile playing on his lips.
"What are you, daydreaming? I've got work to do. Stop wasting my time."
"Yes, we all know how busy you are. You're such a big important man." His gaze shifted and he saw the silicon chip on Kaiba's workbench, connected to Kaiba's computer.
"So you've gotten that far. That little hunk of silicon must be your most prized possession right now. So small, so fragile. Looks like it would be so easy to just... smash it..."
Kaiba stood in Bakura's way. "How do you even know about this project?"
"How do you think I know, I helped you design that hardware. Of course, if I'd known it would come back and bite me in the ass like this, maybe I wouldn't have been quite so dedicated."
Kaiba frowned at the strange way Bakura was speaking.
Bakura gazed into Kaiba's deep blue eyes. "People will look at what you've done and they'll say, "Now, that's true love. That's the truest, purest love there is. But I know the truth."
He nodded towards the workstation. "That is not a labor of love. That's an act of contrition, performed out of guilt. Guilt, perhaps, because you weren't there for him when he really needed you?"
Kaiba winced as if stricken.
As he spoke, Bakura approached slowly. "That's how it always is with you, isn't it, Kaiba. Too little too late. He's gone, Kaiba, but I'm still here. I'm still willing to give you a chance."
He took Kaiba's face in his hands and kissed him softly on the lips.
Kaiba took hold of Bakura's wrists. "I don't know what game you're playing--"
Bakura twisted his arm out of Kaiba's grip, then seized his throat, digging his slender pale fingers into the muscle.
"-- Unnh!"
-- ssss...
Kaiba was helpless in Bakura's grasp, his hand like a fiery vise. After Bakura had established his dominance, he let Kaiba fall, gasping for breath and groaning in pain from the handprint burned into his flesh.
"What are you," he gasped.
The corner of Bakura's mouth perked. "Think about it, Kaiba. Think real hard."
Kaiba froze, eyes wide, gaze still set on the floor. It was highly polished marble, so shiny that Bakura was reflected perfectly in its surface. Watching said reflection, Kaiba thought for a moment that he saw a dark figure standing behind Bakura. He shook his head, blinking hard, and when he looked again, the image had vanished.
He felt Bakura lay his palm flat on the top of his head and winced in anticipation of being burned, but he wasn't. He tried to pull away, but found that he could not move.
"We'll hold a nice memorial for Mokuba. It'll be a touching, somber affair. But first things first."
Kaiba watched Bakura walk over to the workbench, numb. He still could not move. He forced his voice through gritted teeth. "Don't--!"
Although Bakura had every intention of doing it, something stopped him. Kaiba watched as he froze before laying a hand on the precious silicon chip. He lowered his head, hands over his ears.
"Unngh!!"
He caught his breath, eyes rimmed with tears, then slowly turned towards the bank of security moniters on the far wall.
He leaned closer and closer to one of the moniters. Kaiba had no doubt which one had caught his attention.
Bakura's voice was soft and shaky. "No. Stop it. This is my time. It's my turn..."
He turned and looked at Kaiba with a mixture of bewilderment, fear, and anger. "That can't be... Right? That's not..."
o o o
"Damnit."
Fluffy looked over at Ryou. "What's wrong?"
"My wristwatch is broken. I really wish I could know what time it is, have some idea of how much time we've got."
"It's still Friday, so..."
"I don't like it here. I don't like being trapped." He hugged himself. Fluffy put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
"Neither do I. We'll get out of here. We'll make that bitch pay."
At that moment, the lights came back on.
They smiled at each other, sighing relief that they got at least one break.
"Mr. Bakura, there you are."
A nurse in a candy-striper's uniform came striding up, followed by several shadowy figures. "You need to get back to bed, Mr. Bakura."
Ryou blinky-blinked. "W-what?"
Fluffy grabbed his arm. "Ryou, look."
He looked at Fluffy, who was suddenly wearing hospital pajamas. He then looked down at himself and saw that his outfit was the same.
"Now, Ryou, don't put up a fight. We just want to help you." Rebecca smiled. "It's really for the best. Grab'em!"
The shadowy figures turned out to be male nurses. Fluffy and Ryou gasped when he saw their faces.
"Malik?"
"Joey?"
They seized Fluffy, twisting his arms behind his back and taking him to the floor.
Rebecca sneered at Ryou. "Now... We can do this the easy way..."
Ryou took a backwards step. "Stay away from me. It's not Saturday yet."
"That's right. I can't kill you 'til then." She gazed upwards. "Now, let's see... What's worse than death?"
She turned towards Ryou again, smiling that eerily serene smile. Her blonde hair, which was in a tight bun, came undone. Ryou did not have time to run as it grew very long very quickly, turning jet-black as it snaked around him-- his neck, his wrist and feet, his body-- engulfing him.
o o o
Yugi was standing outside the posh mental facility as K San's cab pulled up. He jumped in, and the cab pulled out as he was swinging the door shut.
"Thanks so much for coming, K San. I really need to see Malik."
"He's with Bakura. Don't worry, I'll have you at his hospital room in ten minutes."
o o o
Kaiba took Bakura to sublevel 9, to a room few knew existed.
In the center of this room was a 9-foot-tall tank filled with green water. The rest of the enormous lab was filled with machines, their sole purpose to maintain the conditions within the tank.
Bakura stumbled closer, and with every step, the form encased in the tank became clearer, more familiar. He soon came face to face with rendered flesh that had once been a person.
Kaiba was shocked when Bakura turned to look at him and had tears streaming down his face.
"This whole time? You've been keeping him alive this whole time?! How could you do this to me!?"
o o o
Fluffy thrashed in the sudden coldness. He was under cold water, his body wrapped in sheets held tight by four people whose faces were distorted through the surface of the water.
After what seemed like a very long time, he was pulled out of the water, gasping and coughing. He saw the ceiling, which was covered with the soft blue wavy reflections of the water's surface. He was in a public pool.
Once he knew where he was, he looked more closely at his detainers. His mouth fell open and he stared at them in disbelief.
He was being held by Honda, Duke, Mai, and Anzu.
"Welcome back," Anzu said cheerily.
They turned him so he could see Malik standing on the edge of the pool, wearing a lab coat. He smirked.
"You know, I've really got you by the balls right now. If this were a movie or a TV show, this would be the point at which I conveniently leave the room so they can finish you, then you'd find some clever way to escape..."
"Stop wearing that face."
He arched his brow. "I thought you'd like this. Don't you care about Malik?"
"I do. That's why I don't want you disgracing that face."
He slitted his eyes. "Disgrace," he repeated.
After a few seconds, he nodded, and they pushed Fluffy under the surface again. They held him for a full minute, until Rebecca allowed them to bring him back up.
After he'd finished coughing and catching his breath, she said, "Yeah, I wouldn't piss me off if I were you."
"What do you want, you bitch?"
"Well, I've already got what I need."
"Ryou."
"The truth is, I don't need you at all. I thought about letting you go, or maybe even trying to win you over to my side. But I have a feeling you'd refuse--"
"You bet your sorry ass I would."
"Okay, then. Any last words?"
Fluffy craned his neck to get the most direct eye contact he could manage. "See you in the Shadow Realm."
"Don't wait for me." Rebecca-- still masquerading as Malik-- gave Anzu, Honda, Duke, and Mai a thumbs down, and they pushed Fluffy down again. For good.
o o o
Ryou woke and found himself leaning against a cold stone wall in a dank, shadowy place. He tried to open his eyes, but could not. His eyelids would simply not open. He tried to touch his face, but his arms were bound to his side. As he struggled, he felt and heard the crinkle of plastic.
He started hyperventilating.
"Bakura! Bakura! Please...!"
A familiar voice: "Calm down."
"Where are you? Is that you, Jouno? Please. Help. Please."
He heard footsteps gritting in dirt as Jouno walked over to him. He sensed it as Jouno knelt before him, then felt pain as two strips of tape were ripped off of his eyelids.
He blinked hard. "Joey, we've got to get out of here. Untie me."
The blonde did not reply. He gazed at Ryou for a few long seconds. His eyes were dark, inscrutable stones glinting in the dim light.
"... Joey...?"
He moved towards Ryou. Instead of undoing his restraints, he lifted Ryou into his arms and carried him.
"What are you doing? Joey!"
They were in a small, cramped room which resembled a basement. The floor was mud, the walls were stone, and there was only one light in the center of the room. It shone like a spotlight focused on a hole in the earth, a freshly dug grave.
"Where are we? Answer me!"
Jouno laid Ryou down in the grave, and, shovel in hand, began to cover him back up.
"What are you doing, Joey? Please... Stop this. Don't let her control you. Please, don't do this..." Tears began to blur his vision.
o o o
"Why, Kaiba? Why did you do this?"
Kaiba's gaze did not falter. "Because I need him."
Bakura blinked through his tears, shocked at Kaiba's response. "Have you lost your mind? What purpose could he possibly serve?"
"He's more important than you know. I need him."
"Don't say that!" He shoved Kaiba away and ran at the tank, charging and crashing into the glass with both fists. There were thumping sounds as he hit, but the glass was three inches thick and tempered.
He laid both palms flat on the surface. "You bastard. You shit. You don't deserve to live. You should die. I want you dead!!"
The water began to bubble-- it was being boiled by Rebecca's will.
Kaiba stepped forward and pulled her away. The water stopped bubbling.
"Stop it! Let go of me!" They struggled and fell to the floor together. Kaiba was shocked to feel Bakura's arms around his midsection as the thief sobbed into his chest.
"Please... Please no... It's not fair, it's not fair..."
o o o
Yugi's hands trembled as he held the almost-complete Millennium Puzzle. So thoughtful was he that he did not notice the cabbie's maniacal driving.
"I'll find the last piece, Pharaoh. I'll put the puzzle back together, and somehow, everything will be alright again. Somehow, I'll get you back, and we'll get our friends back. I believe that. I believe in you, Pharaoh."
o o o
KimyouTeki: Hope you liked it, drop a line if you have thoughts about future directions it could take or just to let me know you're there. I haven't been writing lately and could really use the feedback.
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