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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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"What are you doing?"
Bakura didn't answer; his fingers danced over the keys and Kaiba soon found out.
The alarms began to sound as the life-support systems were deactivated.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, Bakura!?" He took two running steps--
Bakura turned and Kaiba was immediately lost in his deep brown gaze. He heard an unearthly BOOM and before he could know what was happening, he felt the pain as he crashed into the far wall.
That was Bakura's shadow power... interesting... Rebecca smiled through Bakura's eyes.
Ryou's voice: Bakura! Bakura, please...!
Bakura winced and doubled over as if in pain.
Kaiba watched him struggle and heard Rebecca speak.
"Stop... struggling, BakaChan... You can't help him...!"
He shuddered out a long sigh, and when he stood straight again, it was the true Bakura who met Kaiba's unnerved gaze.
He offered Kaiba nothing more than a cursory glance before he turned on his heel and ran out the door.
He bounded to the elevator, legs pumping as fast as they could.
I won't let that bitch have you, Ryou! You're mine!
o o o
When the cab pulled up, Malik was standing out front waiting to greet Yugi.
"Malik, I'm so glad to see you! Please, tell me you have the last piece of the Millennium Puzzle!"
Malik smiled and gave a slight nod, then turned and walked to the entrance doors. Yugi followed.
o o o
"Please! Someone help me!"
Ryou could not move. Jouno piled more mud over his shivering form, which was wrapped in plastic.
Jouno tamped the mud down with the broad side of the shovel, then set it aside and regarded Ryou.
"Please, Jouno, stop doing this. Let me out of this, please..."
The blonde kneeled beside him and caressed his face. With the tip of his index finger he swept away the tear that stood at the corner of Ryou's eye. Without pausing he seized Ryou's jaw quickly and roughly enough to make him wince.
His voice was a cruel hiss: "You'd better shut the fuck up."
o o o
Yugi looked around the quiet, gloomy emergency room. "What happened here? Where is everybody, Malik?"
"They're all gone. Victims of the curse."
"How horrible..." He fought back his tears and gave Malik a determined look. "Where's the last piece of the Millennium Puzzle?"
Malik smiled, hands clasped behind his back. "Yami's unbeatable."
"Yes, he is." Yugi nodded. "Once he's back with us, that evil girl won't stand a chance!"
"Exactly." At that, Malik swung out, striking Yugi across the eyes. He hit the floor with a sickening thud.
Rebecca regarded him for a few long seconds, smiling.
"Hn." He really is adorable. Little runt.
Reaching into Yugi's coat and groping around, she found the incomplete Millennium Puzzle, and the Sennen Rod. It did occur to her that she might keep and make some use of the Puzzle, but the risk of the Pharaoh overpowering her was too great.
The only sure way to get rid of the Pharaoh is to destroy this thing.
o o o
Kaiba worked intensively on the machines, restoring order to the conditions and preserving the life inside the green-watered tank. He scarcely noticed when the PA system came on.
"Master Kaiba, Bakura just stole one of your cars."
He didn't look up.
"I don't care," he muttered, as if Roland could somehow hear him even though he'd not touched the PA a few feet away.
He soon had the system back online, and the vital signs were strong as ever.
Kaiba gazed intently at the half-lidded eyes before him.
You didn't think I'd let you die that easily, did you?
o o o
It was still raining sheets. It hammered on all sides of the car's exterior. The thundering skies and pounding rain were nothing more than white noise to Bakura.
All he saw was the sweet chocolate of Ryou's eyes.
BakuChan...
The car slid in the watery road, going into the oncoming lane. Without missing a beat, Bakura righted it and drove on, faster still.
You won't have him! Ryou belongs to me!
o o o
Jouno had covered Ryou's body, but left his face exposed. The cold mud packed around his body was like wet cement, making it impossible to free himself.
He heard plastic crinkling and Jouno was over him again, smiling.
He saw a wall closing over him, transparent and distorted.
"NO!!"
It was laid over his face and drawn taut. His instinctual gasp for air only brought a mouthful of plastic.
o o o
Malik brushed the bangs out of Little Yugi's unconscious face.
I should just kill him... It makes the most sense...
However...
Maybe it was that he was sleeping, but he was so cute right now that Malik could not do it. Not because he had any misgivings about killing-- that ship had long since sailed-- but because he found himself wanting to keep the little guy.
o o o
The silver Cadillac slammed into a dozen different cars as it wove madly, drunkenly through the maze of the parking lot outside the hospital. It didn't stop so much as was stopped; it crashed into an embankment.
Bakura shoved the airbag out of his face and, jumping out of the car, hit the pavement running. His mad rush was almost abruptly ended, as the sliding doors parted barely in time to get out of his way.
His wet shoes slipped and skidded on the linoleum floor, the rubbery squeals filling the empty rooms and corridors.
"RYOU!!"
There was no reply. He did not take notice of how dead the place was, only seeing that his hikari was not there.
He stood catching his breath. At first, all he could hear was his drumming pulse and heaving breath.
... Ryou...
BakuChan!
Bakura immediately perked, eyes wide.
BakuChan, help!
He felt himself drawn towards his light and his feet carried him forward. The first few steps were furtive baby steps, but then he snapped out of his daze and broke into a run.
I must find him! He called to his light through their mental link. Ryou!
BakuChan! I can't breathe! Hurry!
I'm coming, Ryou!
o o o
Rebecca stopped at the sound of Bakura's running footsteps as he passed outside. She opened the door a crack and watched him run past and continue down the hall.
He's earlier than anticipated. That'll ruin the timing, but at least it'll be in my favor.
She considered the Millennium Puzzle in her hands for a few seconds.
Just let me get rid of this first.
She was in a janitor's supply closet. In one corner was a large sink; against the wall was a metal shelf unit stocked with supplies.
She put the Puzzle in the sink, then perused the shelves, searching amongst the chemicals for whatever seemed the most destructive.
She found one marked Acid // Avoid skin contact // Do not inhale fumes and chose it.
She opened it and poured the thick blue goop over the Millennium Puzzle.
o o o
Bakura stopped and listened.
He heard a strange bubbling sound coming from somewhere nearby.
He checked the surrounding rooms. Empty. Empty.
However, in the third room was a gurney with Malik strapped to it. Bakura was stunned at Malik's appearance-- he was vomiting water.
He was laid flat on his back and water was continuously bubbling out of his mouth, as if he were some bizarre fountain sculpture.
He's drowning...
Bakura undid the restraints and rolled him onto his side. After a few seconds, the water stopped coming, so Bakura rolled him onto his back again.
He'd seen it before, probably in a TV show. He tilted Malik's head back and pinched Malik's nose shut, then clamped his lips over Malik's and breathed into his lungs. After he did this a few times more, Malik coughed up some more water and opened his eyes.
He blinked up into Bakura's eyes for a few seconds before grabbing him. It felt to Bakura like he was being attacked, and he wasn't too far off.
Malik pulled Bakura down and drew the thief into a passionate kiss.
When it was over, Malik smiled and said, "I knew you cared."
o o o
Rebecca snarled and threw the empty plastic bottle against the wall. "Son of a fucking bitch!"
She'd poured an entire bottle of acid over the Millennium Puzzle, and it was perfectly fine. In fact, it looked shinier now-- the acid had polished it.
Now what do I do? I can't let anyone get this.
o o o
Malik and Bakura were standing in a waiting room at the midpoint of the hospital.
"Let's start from here. I'll search the South, you search the North. That way. We'll find him, Bakura."
Bakura started running. "Hurry! He can't breathe!"
Malik thought, I love you at Bakura's retreating form before turning and beginning his own search.
o o o
When Rebecca tried to pick up the Millennim Puzzle, there was still enough acid on its surface to burn her. She recoiled, tears in her eyes.
"Damnit! What'd I do to deserve that?"
A voice came from behind her: "Everything."
She turned and her vision was filled with a brilliant golden light. It blasted her and knocked her backwards. She slumped against the wall, shivering, her body feeling numb.
She could only watch as Shadi stepped forward and leaned over the sink.
Turning on the water, he washed the Puzzle clean, then retrieved it.
He met her seething gaze. They stared each other down as he approached, then knelt before her, getting closer...
Rebecca sweatdropped and tried to pull away, her body still weakened. "What are you doing?"
He reached around her. She began to panic. "Stop."
He retrieved the Sennen Rod and stood again.
"You will not win against my Pharaoh." He then vanished.
o o o
Ryou!!
Ryou was losing it. Instead of replying to Bakura, his thoughts were repeating the same words over and over:
can't move can't breathe can't move can't breathe can't move can't breathe
I'm coming, Ryou! I'm closer now!
He found his light at last, in a small empty room.
Ryou's head was wrapped in plastic. There was a tiny slit in the plastic right over his mouth, affording the most minimal amount of air to enter, but it was not enough to keep Ryou's eyes from glazing.
Falling to his knees beside his light, Bakura tore the plastic away from Ryou's face and pulled him into his arms.
Ryou took in huge gasps, catching his breath. His breathing slowed as he calmed. His arms around Bakura tightened.
"BakuChan... Thank you..."
Bakura held his hikari tight.
"How are we going to get away from her?"
"Don't worry. I know what to do."
o o o
Fluffy, are you still with me?
Malik's yami responded over their mental link:
I knew we were too bad to die.
"Don't speak too soon," he said softly. "There's still Day 7."
Yeah. Almost over. I'm kinda glad.
Malik stopped in his tracks. "... Glad?" He said it a little louder than he should have, and continued through their mind.
What the hell do you mean, kinda glad?
Just a theory I came up with while we were dying...
o o o
Ryou led the way, walking with one hand on the wall. "Where is it. I saw it earlier... Oh, here it is."
He was referring to a black box mounted on the wall by a door marked Staff Entrance Only.
"This has a clock in it." He peered at its anti-freeze green screen for a few seconds.
"It's 2:13 am." He looked at Bakura. "It's X-mas."
o o o
Though it was still raining, it was no longer sheets pouring down. The sky was still hiding behind dark gray clouds.
Bakura took Ryou to the roof of the hospital. He went out first, surveying the area. "See? No reflective surfaces. Let's see the bitch come after us now."
Ryou's steps were small and halting. He winced when the door skreeed and slammed shut.
They huddled together behind a shed, Bakura trying to shield his hikari from the icy rain. It calmed to a drizzle after a time, what seemed like no more than an hour. Ryou stood and walked away. Bakura followed him.
"I wish the clouds would part so we could see when the sun rises."
"Yes... Bakura?"
"Yes?"
"What are we going to do?"
"It'll be okay. We'll just stay away from reflective surfaces."
"For the rest of our lives? That's not very realistic."
"Just until tonight. That's the deadline."
"How can you be sure of that?"
"It's just... truth."
"I'm sorry about this. I know I played a part in bringing this all about..."
"I still blame Yugi and the pharaoh. Don't place any blame with yourself."
skree, skree...
They stopped, eyes wide and fixed upon each other.
skree, skreee...
Bakura's voice was a whisper: "Where the fuck did that come from?"
"I don't know..." Ryou stopped as something behind Bakura caught his attention. Trembling, he could only lift his arm and point in that direction.
"What is it?" Bakura turned to see what it was, but saw nothing at first. Then he realized there was a huge puddle at his feet. It shone with an eerie light that made it seem to be a living thing, giving off a pulsing black-and-white light.
skree, skreee... skree, skreee...
Bakura saw the Pharaoh's face reflected in the water, and the words:

YOU'VE BEENE GOODE TO MEH
I WANT TO BEH GOODE
What the hell does that mean?
The fateful scene appeared then, of Samara's well.
skree, skreee... skree, skreee...
Bakura gasped in surprise and stomped the puddle, destroying the image.
skree, skreee... skree, skreee...
The water's surface danced. Bakura backed towards Ryou, shielding him. All at once the water of the puddle came together and rose, solidifying, taking on a humanlike form. The first feature to fully form was the wall of jet-black hair.
Bakura cried out in surprise, backing faster, forcing Ryou backwards. Ryou was clutching Bakura's shirt for dear life. "BakuChan!"
"This isn't right! It's too early!"
Samara said nothing; she stepped towards them in that familiar, disjointed corpse's gait, water and black sludge sloughing off of her body with every step, blood trickling from her sopping wet fingers.
"No! Stay back!" Bakura lost his balance and was now stumbling backwards against Ryou. Ryou was not strong enough to hold Bakura in place.
"Bakura, stop! We're gonna fall!"
By the time the word fall had left Ryou's lips, it had rosen to a scream, as they had tumbled blindly over the edge of the building. They plunged twelve stories.
"AAAAAAHH!"
Ryou squeezed his eyes shut as he felt branches and leaves scraping against his skin, threatening to puncture his eyes. Then the pain of hitting the ground. He rolled onto his side, curling into a fetal position, groaning in pain. Trees had slowed the descent, then they had landed in mud. They were lucky. Ryou struggled just to raise his upper torso, leaning his weight on a straightened elbow. He blinked through mud, peering into the darkness.
"Bakura? Bakura! Where are you?"
He was crawling towards Ryou through the bushes, reaching for him. "Ryou..."
They crawled to each other and fell into each others' arms, exhausted and terrified.
"I'm sorry, Ryou."
"BakuChan." Tears clouded Ryou's eyes and choked up his words. "What are we going to do, Bakura? What can we do? How can we stop the curse?"
"I... I don't know..."
skree, skreee... skree, skreee...
Ryou clutched Bakura harder as they jumped to their feet together.
"Bakura! Where is it coming from?! Where the hell is she?!"
They walked out of the bushes to see where exactly they were. Through the gloom Bakura could see the skeletons of picnic tables. They were in an atrium where doctors and nurses could eat their lunches outdoors if they so wished. Bakura didn't care about that. The most important thing right now was that the atrium was surrounded by nice, big picture windows. Samara's well was reflected in every surface-- there must have been at least twenty of them.
"Bakura!"
Samara came out of each and every well-- there were dozens of them, and they were all approaching their side of the looking glass. Bakura and Ryou were surrounded. Bakura wanted to shield Ryou, but they were coming from every possible direction. There was nowhere to go.
Samara came through the surfaces and alighted on the ground, walking towards them, circling in.
Bakura's voice hit its fever pitch. "LEAVE HIM ALONE!!"
They paid no mind; they did not slow down. Bakura was teetering on the edge of his sanity. I have no shadow magic... I can't defend him!
Tears in his eyes, he muttered, "I don't know what to do...!"
A voice came from nowhere: "Yes you do."
There was a blinding golden flash that made everyone recoil as Shadi appeared before Bakura. He held up the Millennium key, and its light held Samara back.
"Shadi! What are you doing here?" asked Ryou.
"I've come to help you. I have something you need." He presented Bakura with the Sennen Rod. "You know how to save your hikari, Thief. Now is the time."
Slowly, Bakura unsheathed the golden blade, then met Shadi's gaze. "Thank you."
Watching them, the nature of their agreement dawned on Ryou. "Bakura--"
Bakura turned towards him and the dead serious glint in his eyes frightened Ryou. He backed away a couple of steps, but Bakura seized him easily and held him close, raising the blade to his hikari's throat. "I'm sorry, Ryou, this is the only way to save you."
"What are you talking about? How will killing me save me!?"
"I can't save your life." Bakura leaned closer and Ryou felt his breath on his earlobe. "I can't save your life, but if I kill you before she gets you, your soul will be safe. That's what really matters."
Tears streamed down Ryou's face. "Please don't do this!"
He tried to pull away-- Bakura yanked him back and gripped him harder, making him whimper in pain.
"Bakura... Please..."
"Hurry," said Shadi, "You must do it now."
"Yes." He kissed Ryou's face gently. "I'm sorry, Ryou."
He dragged the blade across Ryou's throat and blood spurted out in twin jets. Ryou fell to his knees, then collapsed facedown.
"Good," said Shadi. "Now it's your turn."
Bakura nodded, and without a moment's hesitation, drove the blade still wet with his hikari's blood into his own heart.

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