Hellsing Fan Fiction / Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Darkened Life ❯ Chapter 3
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By: MageDragon17 
Anime/Manga: Hellsing Fan Fiction / Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Supernatural | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 01.07.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 307 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Hellsing Fan Fiction / Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Supernatural | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 01.07.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 307 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh or Hellsing.
-Telepathy-
(Thoughts)
Chapter 3
Bakura apparently had fallen asleep again, since he found himself being shaken awake by Seras, again.
"Wake up Bakura," she said.
"What's wrong?" he asked as he sat up.
"You have like five replies," Seras answered.
"Huh?" Bakura asked stupidly, and then he remembered. Seras led his back to the room with the computer and he read the mail he had.
His first reaction was relief. They had all believed him, and to his great joy, his father was planning a trip to London, including everyone.
"They're coming here," Bakura said, "To London anyway." Then it hit him. He hadn't told then about his change. "What am I going to do?" he asked after he had told Seras.
"Tell them the truth," Seras answered. "You can't hide it from them, not for long if you try."
"One of my friends will realize of difference right away," Bakura said.
"How?" Seras asked.
"Would you believe me if I said he was the reincarnation of a five thousand year old pharoh from ancient Egypt?"
"If I hadn't been through all I have been," Seras said, "I probably wouldn't. But I guess now I have to believe you."
"He'll be mad at me for telling you that," Bakura said as he got to his feet.
"When are they planning on coming?" Seras asked.
"They want to be here a day after tomorrow," Bakura answered. "I still don't know how long I've been gone."
"I guess you'll find out when they get here," Seras said.
Bakura sighed and stretched, hearing his back crack. "What time is it?"
"Going on eight," Seras answered. "I'll be on duty soon, so you'll be stuck in your room for the rest of the night."
"Oh how tragic," Bakura muttered as they headed back to the dungeons. "I feel like going back to sleep anyway."
"You've slept for eight hours already," Seras said.
Bakura shrugged, "Oh well." He was trying to sound cheery, but inside he was lost in a void of fear and depression.
They got to their rooms and Bakura went into his, waving good night to Seras before closing the door behind him. He sat down on his bed and wondered what would happen when everyone arrived. (I wouldn't be surprised if my parents called me a monster, Tea calls me a monster and dumps me, and everyone else will be too afraid to come near me.) He lay back and closed his eyes. (Guess I won't find out for another two days.)
He then heard a bang outside his room and shot to his feet. He didn't know what it was, but an odd curiosity in him wanted to find out. He opened his door a crack and peeked out.
Seras was carrying something quite large out of her room, and had apparently hit the side of the door jam accidentally.
"What the hell is that?" Bakura asked.
"Huh?" Seras asked. "Oh, my Halcanon."
"Canon?"
"Mm-hmm," Seras answered.
"How can you lift that thing?"
"A vampire has strength beyond those of any human," Seras answered. She held out the canon, "Here, give it a try."
"You're joking right?" Bakura asked. Seras shook her head and held out the canon again. "All right, but if I drop it it's not my fault." He took it in both hands, and Seras released her hold. "This has to be some sort of a joke!"
Seras laughed, "Nope, no joke." She giggled at the look on her friend's face. She watched as he blinked at the gun, and then held it in only one hand. "Weird huh?"
"Uh-huh," Bakura whispered dumbly. He wanted to see how far he could go before he came close to dropping the thing. He held the thing horizontal in his left hand, uncurling one finger at a time until he held it up by only two fingers. He rolled the thing out completely on his two fingers so it no longer rested on his palm. "Okay if I go anymore I'm going to drop it and break it." He gave back to Seras.
The woman laughed, "You can be very silly."
"So can you," Bakura replied.
"I have to go now," Seras said. "Try and keep in your room for the majority of the time, okay?" Bakura nodded and she walked off.
Bakura went back to his room and lay back down on his bed. (This is going to be different.)
***
The next morning, Bakura woke up looking up and the top of the four-poster bed. He sat up quickly, forgetting where he was for the moment. He shook his head and remembered where he was. He checked his watch, he had changed the time on it when Seras had told him what time it was, and it now read seven a.m.
(Aren't vampires supposed to sleep at this time?) He wondered. He didn't feel like sleeping anymore, and wondered if Seras was back.
He got out of bed and leaned against the bedpost, his head spinning. (Will this ever stop?) He wondered. When the spinning stopped he stood there for a few minutes. He felt empty, like he was an empty shell that could walk.
He sat down at the table in his room and rested his head on his arms. (What will I do? Will I ever be able to go back home to everyone else?) He sighed and closed his eyes. (How does Seras see me? Her eyes used to be blue, now they're red, are mine red?)
He opened his eyes and looked at his watch. By getting it in the light just right, he could make it act as a mirror so he could see himself in it. He got it reflecting, and red eyes that were his were staring back at him in his reflection. (Damn! Talk about a how new profile.)
He groaned, but didn't get up. He didn't feel like moving anymore, he didn't see the point.
Suddenly a knock came on his door, and then Seras opened. "Hey, you okay?" she asked when she saw the look on his face.
"Seras I've been held up in this room for the past few days," Bakura answered. "It's not that I'm bored, I'm just tired of seeing these same few walls ever minute I'm here."
"Well that's why I came," Seras said. Bakura then noticed she was not in her uniform, but normal clothing. "I was thinking about taking you outside for a change. You know, walk around, maybe see a movie or something, do something that'll get us away from the manor for a little while and be able to do something like normal humans."
"Normal humans?" Bakura snorted, "That's a thing of the past."
"So?" Seras asked. She grabbed his hand and pulled him to his feet. "Come on, it'll do you some good."
"Whatever," Bakura muttered as he followed her out.
They got to the entry way and Seras handed him some sunglasses. "We maybe able to go outside like normal humans," she said, "but our eye color attracts a bit of attention."
"How could it not?" Bakura asked as he put the glasses on and they both left the manor.
***
Outside was cloudy, but it wasn't cold. They left the gates of the manor and proceeded down the street.
"So," Seras said, "What do you want to do?"
Bakura shrugged. "I don't know; it's been years since I've been here, so I don't know what's around anymore."
Seras sighed, "Well, not much has changed is all I can tell you. You want to go see a movie?"
"Is that all you can think of?" Bakura asked.
"Well there's really neat movie out that I want to see," Seras giggled, "But I haven't had anyone to go with."
"Uh-huh, sure," Bakura muttered.
"No really," Seras replied.
"All right," Bakura said, "But don't expect me to be paying for much, I don't have much money on me." He seemed to be smiling.
The movie was a little boring to Bakura, but Seras seemed to enjoy it. After the movie, Seras dragged him around the town, talking and showing him a few things that had changed.
"You're awfully quiet," Seras said. "Are you all right?"
"I'm a vampire," Bakura whispered, "How can I be all right?"
"Hey I'm one too you know," Seras retorted, "What do you have to say to that?"
Bakura was silent for a moment, but then he said, "No comment."
Seras laughed, "Oh well." She looked at him; he still seemed so depressed. She sighed, knowing that her efforts to cheer him up were all in vain.
"I'm sorry Seras," Bakura said suddenly.
"Huh?"
"I know you've been trying to make me feel better, but this isn't going to be an easy adjustment. How long did it take you to get used to this?"
Seras thought for a moment, "I can't remember, but then again, I chose this life."
"Why?"
"Because it was either this or death," Seras answered, "I wasn't ready to die, so I chose this path."
"Some people would call that cowardice," Bakura replied. "Not that I'm saying that you're coward or anything."
"I know," Seras said. "But you do have a point there, some people would say that." She sighed, "Well, maybe we should go back, since there really isn't anything else to do." Bakura nodded and they headed back.
***
Author's Note: *Sigh * I don't know what to put for this note. Just keep those reviews coming.
-Telepathy-
(Thoughts)
Chapter 3
Bakura apparently had fallen asleep again, since he found himself being shaken awake by Seras, again.
"Wake up Bakura," she said.
"What's wrong?" he asked as he sat up.
"You have like five replies," Seras answered.
"Huh?" Bakura asked stupidly, and then he remembered. Seras led his back to the room with the computer and he read the mail he had.
His first reaction was relief. They had all believed him, and to his great joy, his father was planning a trip to London, including everyone.
"They're coming here," Bakura said, "To London anyway." Then it hit him. He hadn't told then about his change. "What am I going to do?" he asked after he had told Seras.
"Tell them the truth," Seras answered. "You can't hide it from them, not for long if you try."
"One of my friends will realize of difference right away," Bakura said.
"How?" Seras asked.
"Would you believe me if I said he was the reincarnation of a five thousand year old pharoh from ancient Egypt?"
"If I hadn't been through all I have been," Seras said, "I probably wouldn't. But I guess now I have to believe you."
"He'll be mad at me for telling you that," Bakura said as he got to his feet.
"When are they planning on coming?" Seras asked.
"They want to be here a day after tomorrow," Bakura answered. "I still don't know how long I've been gone."
"I guess you'll find out when they get here," Seras said.
Bakura sighed and stretched, hearing his back crack. "What time is it?"
"Going on eight," Seras answered. "I'll be on duty soon, so you'll be stuck in your room for the rest of the night."
"Oh how tragic," Bakura muttered as they headed back to the dungeons. "I feel like going back to sleep anyway."
"You've slept for eight hours already," Seras said.
Bakura shrugged, "Oh well." He was trying to sound cheery, but inside he was lost in a void of fear and depression.
They got to their rooms and Bakura went into his, waving good night to Seras before closing the door behind him. He sat down on his bed and wondered what would happen when everyone arrived. (I wouldn't be surprised if my parents called me a monster, Tea calls me a monster and dumps me, and everyone else will be too afraid to come near me.) He lay back and closed his eyes. (Guess I won't find out for another two days.)
He then heard a bang outside his room and shot to his feet. He didn't know what it was, but an odd curiosity in him wanted to find out. He opened his door a crack and peeked out.
Seras was carrying something quite large out of her room, and had apparently hit the side of the door jam accidentally.
"What the hell is that?" Bakura asked.
"Huh?" Seras asked. "Oh, my Halcanon."
"Canon?"
"Mm-hmm," Seras answered.
"How can you lift that thing?"
"A vampire has strength beyond those of any human," Seras answered. She held out the canon, "Here, give it a try."
"You're joking right?" Bakura asked. Seras shook her head and held out the canon again. "All right, but if I drop it it's not my fault." He took it in both hands, and Seras released her hold. "This has to be some sort of a joke!"
Seras laughed, "Nope, no joke." She giggled at the look on her friend's face. She watched as he blinked at the gun, and then held it in only one hand. "Weird huh?"
"Uh-huh," Bakura whispered dumbly. He wanted to see how far he could go before he came close to dropping the thing. He held the thing horizontal in his left hand, uncurling one finger at a time until he held it up by only two fingers. He rolled the thing out completely on his two fingers so it no longer rested on his palm. "Okay if I go anymore I'm going to drop it and break it." He gave back to Seras.
The woman laughed, "You can be very silly."
"So can you," Bakura replied.
"I have to go now," Seras said. "Try and keep in your room for the majority of the time, okay?" Bakura nodded and she walked off.
Bakura went back to his room and lay back down on his bed. (This is going to be different.)
***
The next morning, Bakura woke up looking up and the top of the four-poster bed. He sat up quickly, forgetting where he was for the moment. He shook his head and remembered where he was. He checked his watch, he had changed the time on it when Seras had told him what time it was, and it now read seven a.m.
(Aren't vampires supposed to sleep at this time?) He wondered. He didn't feel like sleeping anymore, and wondered if Seras was back.
He got out of bed and leaned against the bedpost, his head spinning. (Will this ever stop?) He wondered. When the spinning stopped he stood there for a few minutes. He felt empty, like he was an empty shell that could walk.
He sat down at the table in his room and rested his head on his arms. (What will I do? Will I ever be able to go back home to everyone else?) He sighed and closed his eyes. (How does Seras see me? Her eyes used to be blue, now they're red, are mine red?)
He opened his eyes and looked at his watch. By getting it in the light just right, he could make it act as a mirror so he could see himself in it. He got it reflecting, and red eyes that were his were staring back at him in his reflection. (Damn! Talk about a how new profile.)
He groaned, but didn't get up. He didn't feel like moving anymore, he didn't see the point.
Suddenly a knock came on his door, and then Seras opened. "Hey, you okay?" she asked when she saw the look on his face.
"Seras I've been held up in this room for the past few days," Bakura answered. "It's not that I'm bored, I'm just tired of seeing these same few walls ever minute I'm here."
"Well that's why I came," Seras said. Bakura then noticed she was not in her uniform, but normal clothing. "I was thinking about taking you outside for a change. You know, walk around, maybe see a movie or something, do something that'll get us away from the manor for a little while and be able to do something like normal humans."
"Normal humans?" Bakura snorted, "That's a thing of the past."
"So?" Seras asked. She grabbed his hand and pulled him to his feet. "Come on, it'll do you some good."
"Whatever," Bakura muttered as he followed her out.
They got to the entry way and Seras handed him some sunglasses. "We maybe able to go outside like normal humans," she said, "but our eye color attracts a bit of attention."
"How could it not?" Bakura asked as he put the glasses on and they both left the manor.
***
Outside was cloudy, but it wasn't cold. They left the gates of the manor and proceeded down the street.
"So," Seras said, "What do you want to do?"
Bakura shrugged. "I don't know; it's been years since I've been here, so I don't know what's around anymore."
Seras sighed, "Well, not much has changed is all I can tell you. You want to go see a movie?"
"Is that all you can think of?" Bakura asked.
"Well there's really neat movie out that I want to see," Seras giggled, "But I haven't had anyone to go with."
"Uh-huh, sure," Bakura muttered.
"No really," Seras replied.
"All right," Bakura said, "But don't expect me to be paying for much, I don't have much money on me." He seemed to be smiling.
The movie was a little boring to Bakura, but Seras seemed to enjoy it. After the movie, Seras dragged him around the town, talking and showing him a few things that had changed.
"You're awfully quiet," Seras said. "Are you all right?"
"I'm a vampire," Bakura whispered, "How can I be all right?"
"Hey I'm one too you know," Seras retorted, "What do you have to say to that?"
Bakura was silent for a moment, but then he said, "No comment."
Seras laughed, "Oh well." She looked at him; he still seemed so depressed. She sighed, knowing that her efforts to cheer him up were all in vain.
"I'm sorry Seras," Bakura said suddenly.
"Huh?"
"I know you've been trying to make me feel better, but this isn't going to be an easy adjustment. How long did it take you to get used to this?"
Seras thought for a moment, "I can't remember, but then again, I chose this life."
"Why?"
"Because it was either this or death," Seras answered, "I wasn't ready to die, so I chose this path."
"Some people would call that cowardice," Bakura replied. "Not that I'm saying that you're coward or anything."
"I know," Seras said. "But you do have a point there, some people would say that." She sighed, "Well, maybe we should go back, since there really isn't anything else to do." Bakura nodded and they headed back.
***
Author's Note: *Sigh * I don't know what to put for this note. Just keep those reviews coming.