Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Hope lost, and found? ❯ A Thousand Curses on that Curse! ( Chapter 8 )

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~ Until he saw Yami, when their eyes met Yami held out his arms and Bakura collapsed into them, seemingly too tired even for words~

 

“Zahur,” murmured Yami, “What happened, love?”

Bakura didn't answer for a moment and Yami nearly panicked, then, “I don't know. I was just taken away…I got away but I had to fight with some people and I think I was far away because I couldn't contact you,”

“But are you alright?” Yami persisted

“Most of this blood isn't mine,” replied Bakura, “I'm just mainly tired,” saying which he sent Yami a weak smile

At that time, there was a scream of “There he is! He escaped and came here,” a girl's voice, Bakura faintly noted. And the four friends seemed to be enveloped in a nightmare.

~ Bound at every limb by my shackles of fear

Sealed with lies through so many tears

Lost from within, pursuing the end

I fight for the chance to be lied to again~

“What happened?” Isis screamed as they were covered in complete darkness. The sort of darkness where you could not even see your own hands, when your eyes don't adjust. Yami tightened his hold on Bakura and Bakura clutched on for dear life. Only Seth was still calm, he sat down cross-legged and told the others to do the same. He joined his palms and started murmuring a prayer to Ra, the giver of light.

Soon the darkness started to fade away and in what seemed like hours but was in reality only a few minutes they all had their feet back on solid ground although their troubles (as was made blatantly obvious) were far from over. Bakura was lifted up by a bulbous looking yellow light, “A perversion of sane magick,” Yami heard Isis snarl but it was muted as if from far away.

“Let go of him,” Yami shouted, fisting his hands and struggling to stop his own magick from going and claiming it's soul mate.

“No, Pharaoh. That is unacceptable.” Whispered one of the five that were attacking. A boy's voice this time.

Bakura tried to fight the magic but it was too much. “What is this?” he screamed

“It's magic created out of hate!” Seth roared.

`I can't fight it, I need help,' Bakura thought despairingly, `I don't want this. I'm too weak, even at my strongest I was defeated. Too weak!'

~You'll never be strong enough

You will never be good enough

You were never conceived in love

You will never rise above~

“Fight it, Bakura! Wait for us. We'll help you,” three different voices saying the same thing but Bakura knew it was useless. He couldn't fight it any longer.

~They'll never see

I'll never be~

The magick pulling him into the air diminished somewhat. He broke through a small opening in their magickal bubble and was thrown to the other side of the large room. No shock waves, apparently their attackers did have this much control over their power. `But it's core magick; they don't really know how to control it. They just assume they do, how can I use that to my advantage?' Bakura felt an old hunger stirring in his heart to win! He would not lose this battle.

Even as he felt himself slipping back into the Thief King he had truly been before he was planning revenge.

~I'll struggle on and on to feed this hunger

Burning deep inside of me~

Then he heard a soft call, nevertheless above all the screaming in the echoing hall, “Zahur,”

He heard it and he broke through the shell that he was creating around himself. Breathing a sigh of relief he realized that he had broken an age-old myth, `It doesn't take as much time to create a shell as it requires to break it down cleanly as I it was never there, Atemu did that for me. He's my light and hope.'

~But through my tears breaks a blinding light
Birthing a dawn to this endless night~

He was holding out his arms like a safe cavern for Bakura to hide under until the storm passed and Bakura gratefully ran to him. The support, if nothing else, he did need. But when he touched Yami's hand he gasped; feeling a familiar yet stronger power feeding him. “You have both the Puzzle and my Ring,” he whispered in awe.

~Arms outstretched, awaiting me~

Yami nodded, “Soul mates have a lot of additional power just by being together so today our power is enhanced beyond belief, but…”

Bakura waited in dread, he had always hated that word- `but'. “But,” Yami continued, “We do not have the power to fight them and defeat them. Because they have a force field around them, do you know what that is?”

Bakura nodded, he had learnt that from practical experience, “But force fields can break if you apply brute force,” he countered

“Theirs is a multiplying force field, I suppose you know what that means as well?” Yami asked

A force field in which every molecule, every atom that was broken would simply break into two and create another half and join the force field again. Bakura nodded once more with a sinking heart, “So there's nothing we can do?” he said in a low voice

~An open embrace upon a bleeding tree~

Yami hugged him, “We'll just have to halt it all and ask them what they want,” he answered. And he did it, first getting their attention by creating a huge black hole that was swirling with black clouds he called out, “Who are you and what do you want?”

The five slowly collected together and to everybody's surprise, Yami's no less, they kneeled down, “Pharaoh,” one of them spoke after a moment, “You have been deceived by the beauty of that rat,” he spat at Bakura and glared at him with a intensity that was matched only by the intensity of the hate in his voice.

“You have been deceived by him, he doesn't deserve you,” Yami listened to this with growing astonishment; finally he asked, “So that is why you abducted him, for I assume that was you five as well, and performed this attack on the palace?”

They had the grace to look a little worried before one of them stood up and said, “Pharaoh, he would kill you in your sleep as soon as look at you, leave him. You have plenty of people more deserving of your love!”

“Listen,” Bakura seemingly had finally gotten tired of being insulted, “I may not, in fact I know that I do not deserve all this happiness but just for the score what makes you think that you deserve his love anymore than I do? The Pharaoh was happy wasn't he? Why didn't you just back off and I don't know,” Bakura pretended to think about it for a moment then spat at the boy and said, “trust him?”

“Because,” growled another one of them, “You are a worthless street rat, not even close to his position. Not even a noble. However much you may like to think so, `Thief King' isn't the best title in the land. Not that you even have that anymore, do you?”

Bakura's feelings seemed to have numbed, he could only think, `It's true, it's all true and Atemu knows it- he will leave me,'

His eyes glazed over and he was about to start crying when he heard his love's strong voice talking again, “It's my choice, perhaps I should thank you for having my best interests at heart but I assure you this is what is best for me.” He turned his back on them and pulled the speechless albino into his arms.

~Rest in me and I'll comfort you

I have lived and I died for you

Abide in me and I vow to you

I will never forsake you~

“So be it, Pharaoh. You will suffer with him but not forever! Not forever, you belong to us and you will come back to us, soon” cried the strongest of them throwing back dark brown hair to reveal startling green eyes.

`Green-eyed jealousy,' was all Bakura could think before he was caught in another magical bubble, “This just isn't our day, is it?” asked Yami smiling down at him light-heartedly

“How can you be so calm?” asked Bakura softly, “They're probably going to kill us both and Seth and Isis can't do anything you know,” he added as an afterthought

“I know,” replied Yami still smiling, “But it doesn't matter- I'm here with you am I not? All I asked for was death with you if I couldn't live my life with you. Do you understand that?”

Bakura rested his head on Yami's chest, `I never thought of it that way but you're right. I'm happy if I'm with you,' he started speaking telepathically to give the next sign of their love. Yami lifted his head and kissed him and finished the process, it was done. They could feel it in their very beings- the sense of having something new which they had been waiting for. For better or for worse, `We're together now…' Atemu started

`…Forever,' Zahur finished.

They had a spell cast on them which would have made them forget everything about each other.

~They'll never see~

A powerful spell- but still more powerful was the power of the Millenium Puzzle and Millenium ring put together.

~I'll never be~

Though it could not destroy the curse the power protected them and it gave them a way out.

~I'll struggle on and on to feed this hunger~

They would meet each other even after death though they would not have another true life.

~Burning deep inside of me~

Until Atemu would help Zahur they wouldn't be able to remember each other but it was worth it because they would be always together after that.

 

They were buried together in the same tomb, buried with them were the Puzzle and the Ring. They were blessed with the power of the five remaining Thousand-Year Items. Seth and Isis wept for them and swore never to love they were later buried nears their greatest friends.

5,000 years later an archaeologist broke into this tomb. However, only Atemu went out to meet him. As per the curse he remembered nothing of his beloved and indeed, nothing of his past life. He only knew that he had a Pyramid shaped necklace which seemed familiar and that he had a destiny to fulfill. That same tomb had another strange item shaped like a rather large ring- it was stolen and sold to another archaeologist who thought it would make a wonderful gift for his eight-year old son, Ryou.

And so it all began…

~Rest in me and I'll comfort you
I have lived and I died for you
Abide in me and I vow to you
I will never forsake you~