Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Snow ❯ What Now? ( Chapter 2 )

Snow

 

A slight breeze passed through the deserted town. Hmm, a deserted town in the middle of a desert. How fitting. Bleach blonde hair whips in the gentle wind. Lilac eyes scan the streets. The tall figure sighs, as they take their hood off, revealing tan skin and a youthful face. "Gods Bakura. How long was it since?"

 

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Ryou coughed slightly, as his eyes flattered open. He groaned and tried to get up, soon to realize, that he was just too weak. "You exhausted yourself pretty bad, you know?" Ryou whipped his head to the side to find Bakura leaning against a wall. Ryou scooted away on instinct. Bakura smirked. "How many times must I tell you? I won't hurt you. You freed me from my seal, therefore, even if I wanted to, I cannot kill or hurt you." Ryou blinked and tilted his head to the side cutely. "What do you mean? I'm confused." Bakura growled. "I mean, I am a vampire, but I didn't loose my mind, unlike those other fools, who call themselves; 'the kings of the night', or 'queens', or... whatever. I don't give a flying fuck anyway."

 

Ryou giggled, as Bakura grumbled to himself. Bakura eyed the boy. "What're you laughing at?" Ryou shook his head. "It's nothing." He looked around. For the first time noticing his surroundings.

 

They were in, what seemed to be a pretty old and run down hotel room. White walls with some pretty big, yellow stains and holes. Peeling tapestry in some places. Ryou cringed, but who was he to complain? The floor wasn't any better either, as well, as the doors that were barely hanging on their hinges. Cold, night wind blew into the room through the broken windows. Ryou began to shiver. Well, at least the bed is somewhat good. He pulled the covers up to his chin. Bakura sat on the edge of the said bed. "Listen kid. If we are to leave tomorrow, because I'm sure, you don't want to stay in this dump, you better get some shut eye, while you can." Ryou nodded and almost immediately fell asleep.

 

Bakura sighed and brushed Ryou's bangs out of his eyes. He realized what he was doing and took his hand back, as if it was burned. Damn, kid. What is it about you? Bakura shook his head and left the room, without making a single sound.

 

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The bleach blonde youth strode across the street, as they blended with the shadows. They neared the center of the small town, where main streets met and split into other smaller ones. Silver moon was the only light in the complete darkness, as clear, starless skies, gazed over the desert. The youth frowned, letting their elongated canines show. "Stop playing hide and seek, god damnit." They hissed.

 

There was a chuckle from the opposite side of the small town square, as shadows dispersed to reveal a tall, pale man. The shadows of his bangs covering his face. An amused smirk on his lips. "Why, hello to you too... Malik. Where's your partner? In the past, you two seemed to be joined at the hip, so to say." Malik put away his scimitars, as he chuckled. "Bakura. I'm glad you still remember. After all, it was 5,000 years now." Bakura frowned, finally stepping completely into the silver light of the moon. "Was it really that long?"

 

Malik nodded with a deep sigh. "Yep. You've been sealed away for 5,000 years. A pretty long time. Now I have a question." Bakura quirked an eyebrow, telling Malik to go on. "How did you get out?" Bakura smiled and slithered away, indicating for Malik to follow. Malik complied and both vampires roamed through the streets and alleys, until they came out onto the very edge of the small town. A single, run down building stood there. A barely understandable sign, over the doorstep, read; INN.

 

Malik followed Bakura, a little confused, as to where his old friend was leading him.

 

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Yay!! A cliffie!! ^^ (Insert evil laugh here) Write more reviews and I'll think about writing more chapters.

 

Bakura: You know, she may have fun writing this, but lately she's being a bitch.

 

Oh, hush you. >.<

 

Ryou: *sigh* they've been at it for the past two weeks. I don't want to know what's wrong anymore.

 

Awww, poor Ryou-chan.

 

Bakura: *makes a grab for Ryou* Mine!!

 

Ryou: *quirks an eyebrow* A little possessive, wouldn't you say?

 

*sweatdrop* Baka-ra-chan. *giggle*

 

Bakura: *super, ultimate, reserved-especially-for-me, death glare*

 

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