Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Professional Sinners ❯ Tight Rope ( Chapter 3 )

I decided to separate this chapter because it's way too big. Now things begin to get really interesting!

 

You want it all the greatest smile

Who can't deny forever

You're made of ice I'll pay the price

for all your unforgiveness

Tight Rope, Lacuna Coil

 

 

Chapter 3

On with the fairy tale

 

Once they arrived, Ryu wanted to show Gillian his house, unecessary though it was to bother doing so at such an hour, accordingly to her opinion, it was the bed in which she was more interested, so she demanded that they went there. Ryu owned a lovely room, one that portrayed perfectly his personality, showing of a person that did not miss anything at all, apart from the usual absence of his parents; dressed in a mixed colour consisting of green and blue were the walls, a white wooden desk was lingering in the middle of it, with a laptop placed on top, there was also some space with a pillows scattered down, surrounding a small low table that had some kind of a small arena upon it, useful probably for some of this world's table games.

"You must be having lots of friends..." she assumed clearly out of her mouth, Ryu smiled in a blissful way, that was his respond, no more words could do any better for him. To her surprise, there was only one thing odd enough to draw her curiosity into asking him, though this question of hers might be really stupid.

"How come do you have two beds in your room? I choose this one to sleep!"

"Just in case a friend needs some hospitality. I even throw pajama parties now and then." he retorted in a polite voice.

She sniggered a bit, thinking it was way too childish of him to do such a ridiculous thing, but she considered the imminent possibility of being a bit older than him, which in fact would not come as a surprise at all.

"How old are you, Ryu?" she begged a question.

"I'm sixteen. And you? You look quite older, like a real woman in her early twenties." he commented.

She goggled at him, feeling weird as if she had been an old granny compared to his suprisingly young age, which could not be told that simple, especially when that ancient spirit of him was in charge of his vulnerable body, one that surely would not resist to be possessed; Ryu was an easy target, susceptible to evil spirit invasions by bearing such a kind personality, which meant to her a weak-willed boy, but anyway.

"You guessed it right. I'm...21." she sighed in fine embarrassment, not accustomed to hanging around with strangers that young like him, not only because she considered then immature but foolish as well, though she had to make an exception, for this boy had began earning her liking towards him, in the friendly way of course.

Her heart (yes it's true, she owned a heart!) belonged somewhere it shouldn't, a forbidden feeling better left unspoken, untold, that's why she had abandoned her companions in the first place and had chosen isolation over friendship, in hopes of atonement for her unmentioned sin reminded only by Yami Bakura, just to make her blood boil from wonder why he knew so much about her, opposed to the fact he had never seen her before. Anyway, it was better to let those ideas slip from her head, since nothing would come out of this. Then she remembered him, the man she had deeply fallen in love, who used to think the same way as her... He was cold and tough, but he bore a heart of gold, a rough diamond, till she had discovered a terrible truth about him, thus abandoned him till she could alter her feelings. To make matters worse, it was not what it seemed...

"Goodnight, Gillian, I mean good morning, it's Sunday so please don't wake me up too early." he requested in a kind manner so sweet even she couldn't refuse, and soon he fell into a deep sleep, bearing a calm expression on his sweetly cute face, looking like a big baby, she might presume. Gillian closed her eyes for a while and tried to get some sleep, too, to no point, though. It was weird for her to be able to rest for a while under the roof of a warm, welcoming house, next to someone so mysterious and innocent silmutaneously, yet unable to comprehend his double-edge nature. On no account should she let her guard down, be caught in her sleep by a possible change of Ryu, allow herself to become a fly caught in a spider's web like a fool.

"What a kid!" she thought while recollecting her first memories of Yami Bakura, asking her to assassinate a big shot without even informing her who that man was, though it was her the one who had refused and now hesitation was running through her mind,bringing further chaos to her disastrous brain. She put the Millenium Ring out of her pocket, observing it's fine details, the pure gold, the mysterious eye depicted, more thoughtfull soon she became, as if captivated by a mystique energy emerging through it, causing her to think differently; that assignment was nonsense, yet so tempting, if it was the only option available for her to return to the place where she truly belonged, the ring had slowly but steadily toxicating her mind, awakening from the dead the part of herself she had managed to banish for good, while trying to become a better person to the point of no return. Nonetheless, nothing could be compared to the strong influence of that almightly ring, the power hidden within, not even her strong will could resist. She kept on watching it, hypnotized, then dared to do a simple and numb thing : she placed the strange eye upon her own right one, it was no later than that when two familiar voices spoke directly to her mind, agitating her spirit in their tormented voice:

"Gillian, it's us, the Brothers, we're imprisoned but don't listen to him! Forget about us, just try to save yourself and don't go against your promise, you're not a murderer..." the voices were stopped abruptly, only for the voice of Yami Bakura to be heard, sounding more threatening than ever :

"This is the last time you'll be hearing of your precious Guardian Force, unless you have the job done."

She got a furious look on her face, owing to the fact that she always had a soft spot for her Guardian Force, her one and only reliable companion in her harsh adventures, the most powerful ally a human could ever have, let alone when you could speak with them like old friends. More importantly, the Brothers represented something deeper for her, the significance of family bonds to which she always believed, probably because she had no family, and a human heart always aches for what cannot be obtained. Moreover, Brothers have saved her in critical times, when no human strength could achieve the impossible and prevent the inevitable consequences of being such a daredevil. All in all, she had no alternative but to accept, just to save her crucial companions...

"Think clearly girl. It's in your nature to kill, we both know very well of that, the point is you can't get away with it, so face it. It's just the pull of your trigger, one well aimed shot and you're out of this, so stop being sympathetic for someone you don't even know. And one more thing : give the ring back to my body, unless you honour me of giving me yours instead."

She made an angry face, admitting to herself that she had to obey him, then she went closer to Ryu and wore him the Ring, witnessing the transform of Ryu to Yami Bakura, who arised from his bed and laughed loudly at her, forcing her to accept her defeat towards his frightnening power, that even managed to lock her guardian force to another dimension...She felt humiliated for one particular reason : she may have been a skillful jack of all trades, but she always prefered to act in her own way, if accepting each quest she had been tasked. This time it was different, because she had to play his own rules, following certain commands to her utter displeasure, something that hurt her pride really bad. It felt as if there was a tight rope tied around her neck, getting tighter and tighter, causing her to choke gaspingly, she could do but accept this mission for good. Besides, the victim was no way associated to her so that she might develop an emotional bond with it.

"What's the plan, Bakura? Tell me everything about the target. " she demanded icidly, without further thoughts dominating her inner world, where feelings had no longing place in this rough situation.

"I see that you finally begin to show some nerve. Pretty remarkable of you, isn't it?" he smirked in satisfaction, pleased to have gained her approval in their cooperation, even by using cheap tricks.

"His name is Seto Kaiba, he owns a company with..."

"Wait wait just wait!! I'm not interested into learning his whereabouts, just want a brief description on his appearance and where to find him." she interfered in his talking, infuriating him for being interrupted, an offending gesture for which she had to pay the price.

"Shut up, imbecile mortal girl! You're to listen everything if this is going to succeed, or else you'll be held responsible in case of a total failure." he threatened.

"Fine, tell me the fairy tale of the victim, it always starts with once upon a time..." she said in a relaxed way after she laid down on her bed, hands put together behind her nape under the comfortable pillow of the bed, legs bent in a cool way. No matter whom she was dealing with, she never lost her sense into getting on other's nerves, mainly because she was too cold and distant by her day of birth. Bakura formed a sinister smile, finding eventually the right person to talk, obviously glad by her eagerness to abide by his schemes.

"I just forgive your comments, it's not them I need, you see, only your skills are of use to me. Now on the point : Seto Kaiba will be on the upcoming elections as a nominee for the position of the Mayor. Most of the citizens support him, but there are some who've suffered enough on his account, those are the ones who want revenge upon him, and there you come to fulfill their innermost wish. Latest information shows that he's about to make a speech in public, so there you make your play into shutting his mouth eternally, my little bloody fairy."

She yawned at his long talking, all of this was a waste to her.

"Appearance." she ordered in a bossy way.

"Tall, brown, blue eyes."

"Personality."

"Cold, arrogant, sarcastic, or should I say look yourself at the mirror."

A strange feeling washed over Gillian by the identity of that unknown man, reminding her of her own description on the one she loved, invoked by her memories...

(Flashback)

"He's tall, brown, with a huge scar like a crater on his face!" her voice echoed hilariously when talking to a strange cowboy who wanted to join their company during their visit at the greatest city all over the world, named Esthar, where his father was in charge...

In that city, their mutual hatred developed into a deep love, their first blissful kiss, only to be ruined by the tragic truth, one that could not be changed...

(End of it)

She was hallucinating in some way, thinking of that man of her past, somehow comparing her target to him, to no use, for it was insane of her to do such a dumb thing. Characteristics meant nothing before seeing the actual person, and surely they would be totally different, even when descriptions made them look alike a bit. Just words, insignificant, without a reason, not even meaningful enough to be taken into consideration, though she did unconsciously, till it was high time she participated in the whole thing supposed to be a discussion on the killing plan.

"Well, I've never been into politics, my latest foster parents were, damn them, anyway, I must be a good teacher to you since you've gained some taste of humour." she smirked and then went on to say that bloody fairy was sounding rather amusing to her ears.

"Great, who would have thought we'd be able to get on well with each other." he said in a wicked manner.

"Don't be ridiculous, it's just a deal, I permit you to go on now." she retorted coldly and made him laugh despicably, only to keep murmuring.

"So, those guys want to win the elections for themselves, buy his company and increase their profits, what an original idea! Wish the author of this plot was more creative, don't you think? she said ironically while yawning due to lack of sleep and slowly began closing her eyes in exhaustion.

"It's a shame that even you need some rest from time to time, isn't it, pathetic mortal? he commented in a lame way, making her to open one eye :

"Yup, really pitiful, mostly when you're obligated to have a mortal host. Get the fuck out of here and allow Ryu to have some sleep. Oh! And don't wake him up bright and early, it's Sunday today! " she exclaimed defore shutting both of her eyes, soon to produce a faint snoring sound coming out of her mouth. Yami Bakura agreed with her, once, indeed this mortal body of Ryu was in need of some rest, otherwise he'd not be able to exist, as a result he got to bed, too, closed his eyes and gave his place to Ryu while sleeping...

 

Next chapter is very funny, I can assure you about that.