Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Changes ❯ You Gave Me This ( Chapter 8 )

Author's Notes: If you thought Bakura-chan was a werewolf....he's not. o^.~o But there IS another werewolf among Yugi-tachi, and I'll give you a hint: barking in Spanish.

By the way...<This is werewolves talking.> o^.~o

Author's Updated Notes (10/21/02): Bakura will be called "Ryou" in the sequel, and his Yami will be called "Bakura". Just thought you'd like to know, seeing as I tend to jump on the bandwagon a lot...o^.^o;;;

Changes

Chapter Eight: You Gave Me This

After crawling through the drainpipe entrance, the five "werewolf hunters" had discovered the tunnels and were now wandering through them. Bakura was shuddering occasionally, Téa looked around nervously, Yugi jumped at the slightest noise, and Seto and Joey were the only two who were calm.

"How long are we going to be down here? It's almost dark and the moon's going to come up soon..." Bakura whimpered, looking at his watch fearfully.

"We're gonna be down here until we find Tristan, full moon risin' or not."

"But...but he could-"

"Switchblade, remember?"

"Oh..."

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Tristan twitched a little in his sleep, coughing every now and then. His breathing was now shallow and erratic and every intake of air rattled in his lungs. His sickness had come from changing back to human too early because his body was still adjusting to the new metabolism and it had a set rhythm; at moonrise he was a wolf and at moonset he was a human. The moon hadn't set when he had shifted back and now his rhythm was off and his body was suffering from it. The cold and damp of the tunnels didn't help much, either.

He had thought werewolves did not get sick, but they did-when it was their own fault. When they made themselves susceptible to disease by shifting too early or leaving non-silver bullets in their bodies too long (Tristan hadn't known this, he had just seen the bullet as a nuisance in a shallow wound), they could get quite ill.

"Joey..." he murmured in his feverish repose, curling up tightly and coughing. He briefly remembered that it was Joey who made him feel so comfortable and safe, despite the fact that he was the one who acted like a big brother to the blonde boy. Now he had forgotten from the burning fever that clouded his mind and heated his body while he still felt so cold. He would remember things on and off and wake up sometimes, only to curl up tighter, wish for warm blankets, and fall back asleep.

At first he'd wanted to be human again, then he loved being a wolf and wanted to be alone. Now he wanted someone to scoop him into their arms and hold him and stroke his hair like they did when he was a child, telling him everything was okay and that it would be alright. He didn't want to be alone anymore.

"Joey..."

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The golden-eyed man was now a golden-eyed wolf and was stalking through the tunnels. He smelled humans. He was hungry and humans meant food. How many were there...hm...he sniffed the air. Five. Four males, one female. Splitting them up would be easy in the tunnels.

And females were easy to catch.

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"JOEY! YUGI! SETO! BAKURA! WHERE ARE YOU GUYS?"

Nothing but echoes. And then a snarl.

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"TÉA! SETO! JOEY! BAKURA! Yami...HEEEEELP!!!"

//Calm down!//

"I'm gonna die!!"

//Yugi, you're not going to die.//

"I am! The werewolf's gonna find me and he's gonna eat me and- "

//YUGI!//

"Yeah?"

//You're not going to die.//

"But what about the werewolf? What if he smells me and comes to find me and..." Yugi continued nervously walking and chattering to Yami what the werewolf could do to him.

//By Ra, I hate werewolves...//

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"YUGI! JOEY! SETO! TÉA! Oh, bloody hell...I told them I wasn't good for werewolf hunting! I want my mum..."

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"Shit. Wrong turn. It just had to be that flagpole of an oaf to get bitten and Mokuba just HAD to make me promise to help Yugi and every last one of his friends...dammit."

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Joey sighed and shook his head. Somehow in the darkness of the tunnels they had gotten separated. Seto still had the potion and, even if he hadn't said anything, Joey had noticed he had a gun with what he thought/half-hoped were silver bullets, and he had the switchblade, but the others had no defense against a werewolf. He slipped off his trenchcoat and sighed again.

"I can't believe I'm doing this..." he mumbled before slowly removing the rest of his clothes. "Tristan owes me big time now..." The blonde took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He felt a tingling all over his body but he barely felt anything else, not even his body twisting and morphing.

And instead of Joey there was now a creature that looked almost exactly like a wolf, except it had golden-blonde fur, a large mane-like ruff, and a thin and not very long tail.

<Okay buddy, here I come.>

But he was detoured by the scream of a girl.

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Barking in Spanish=CHIHUAHUA! o^.^o Joey-wolf! Were-Jounouchi! Why he's a werewolf will be explained in the next and final chapter. *holds up werewolf puppy* Keep reading for him? Please? "Arf! Arfarf!" Idn't 'e da kyuuutest widdaw puppy-wuppy you ever saw? Whosacutie? Yes you are! o^.^o *CHOMP!!* YOW! WHY YOU CONSARNED LITTLE RAT-WOLF, I'M GONNA-!! "Ruff! *wags tail and pants*" ............How cute! *glomp* o^.^o