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Firefly	By : KuroSakura Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Crossovers Views: 1136 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Firefly

By: KuroSakura-chan/KuroSakura

Summary: When Jaenelle had been a
child, she wandered the Realms. Thus, she met Lucivar, Saetan, and
the others. What she hadn't mentioned to anyone was her few trips to
another Realm, one that wasn't connected to Terreille, Kaeleer, and
Hell the same way. After the war with Dorothea and Hekatah is
completed, what will she find in that world she visited so long ago?
What has happened to the friend that she made? And how can she help
him now?

Category: Yu-Gi-Oh!/Black Jewels

Genre: Angst, Drama, Horror, Tragedy

Couples: Daemon/Jaenelle,
Lucivar/Marian, Seto/Bakura, Marik/Ryou, Malik/Otogi,

Warnings: Yaoi, violence, het, 1^st
Person,

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! nor
Anne Bishop's Black Jewels.

…

-Bakura-

Ryou hisses in sympathy when he sees
the bruise forming on Jaenelle's head. “I'll get her taken
care of, 'Kura, don't worry.”

I nod, running a hand over my face. I
didn't think I'd ever see Jaenelle again. I hadn't seen her for
several years, since she was a child. Hell, since Ryou was a child.

Seto stands in the doorway, his
presence reminding me that I had to give my report still. Not that
there was much to report. All the same, I stand and follow the
ex-CEO from the room, ignoring the throbbing pain coming from my
chest. The area the Ring had taken up residence always hurt now. At
least it wasn't the blinding, seizure-causing pain anymore.

“Well?” Marik asks when I
walk into the main room of our shelter. Zorc still hasn't managed to
find it, thankfully. I doubt we'd be able to find another place to
hide out in.

I collapse into a chair that Seto
points out for me. I am starving, but I can't say that. We don't
have enough food as it is, and most of that needed to go to the
women, Mokuba, and Ryou. Besides, I went a long time without food in
Egypt, so why can't I do it now?

“Zorc was looking for us today,
but in a sector on the other side of the city. We're safe for now.”
I have to add the 'for now.' All of us know that we won't be able
to stay hidden from Zorc for too long, but that doesn't mean that we
didn't want to try anyway. I am the only one willing to acknowledge
our vulnerability, except for Seto. He is nearly as jaded as I am,
so he doesn't believe in hope any longer.

“And the woman?” Seto
doesn't demand an answer. At least, that's not how it was supposed
to sound. It does, of course, sound like a demand. I can understand
why he would be worried, though. I've never brought back someone
that we couldn't place as another citizen of Domino City. It's
dangerous to bring someone that we don't know into the fold.

“Her name's Jaenelle. I met her
years ago.” I answer, laying my head down on my arms. “She's
not from around here.”

“Bakura, that's not safe! What
if she works for Zorc?” Marik demands, slamming his fist onto
the table, making me hiss. My head is killing me, and he has no
right to question Jaenelle.

“She doesn't, trust me. The
girl doesn't even live in this Realm.” I hiss at Marik,
clenching my fists. Since he's taken the table away from a pillow
option, I had little else to do with my hands. “The last time
she was in this Realm, she was about seven years old.”

Marik backs down, not wanting me to
gut him then and there. The mood I'm in, I probably would've done it
too. Seto looks over at me before standing, grabbing my arms and
pulling me up. He tugs me through the rooms that make up our
underground safe-house until we reach our room. He shoves me onto
the bed, which is little more than a mattress on the floor, and
kneels next to me. He pushes until I'm laying on my back, then lays
beside me, an arm wrapping around my waist. Pulling me close, he
kisses the top of my head.

This is something we'd never show the
others. Sure, we're both strong individuals who can't stand
weakness, but that doesn't mean that we want our entire relationship,
because that's what this is now, based on pain that we cause to each
other. We have our soft sides, but those are only visible when we're
alone.

“Tell me about her.” Seto
requests softly, his nose still buried in my hair. I wonder briefly
about how bad that smells before I give in to his request.

“I met her when she was seven
years old...Ryou was six or seven at the time too. I found her
wandering in the Shadow Realm, but she wasn't like the others
there...She wasn't scared or desperate to find a way out. In fact,
she said she was looking for me. Said she heard me calling for a
friend for a long time. I don't remember ever calling for a friend,
but that didn't seem to matter to her.

“Ryou didn't know about me then.
His father had only just brought the Ring back from wherever the
hell he got it from, and he hadn't given it to Ryou. That didn't
mean that I didn't know about Ryou and who he was, though. But
because, at the time, Ryou wasn't my host, Jaenelle and I stayed in
the Shadow Realm when she visited. She never stayed more than a
couple hours, and I could never follow her back to where she came
from, though I tried. I wanted to make sure she was OK. Something
about her was different...She made me think that killing the Pharaoh
wasn't everything.” I pause as the throbbing pain got a bit
worse for a moment. Seto seems to sense this, and pulls me closer,
pressing our chests together in an attempt to comfort me.
“Thanks...Anyway, she visited a lot, then stopped all of a
sudden. Once, I heard her scream and call for help, but there wasn't
anything I could do, despite my attempts to try. I didn't hear
anything from her after that.”

Seto doesn't say anything, and I'm
grateful. He's always been the type to listen and think about what
he's heard, rather than just blurt out the first thing that comes to
mind. It's helpful, because I don't think I could deal with someone
that didn't think about everything I told them. I say a lot of
things in the things I don't say, and Seto knows this, so he listens.

A knock on the door has me sitting up,
a dagger in my hand before my brain catches up to tell me that it's
Ryou at the door, not someone that means us harm. I sigh and flop
back, listening to Seto tell Ryou to enter. “Bakura...She's
awake.”

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