Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Sun Goes Down ❯ Caught ( Chapter 1 )

 

 

KirbsterMK: At first, this was going to be a Yami Bakura/Yugi one-shot in order to warm myself up so that I could write a fic about mine and my friend's original characters . . . But I found out the hard way that I wouldn't be able to develop the relationship in twenty pages or less, so I decided to write a full story . . . I sincerely do not know how long I'm going to keep this story up, since I have other stories which hold priority over this one, all of them being original stories, but you can enjoy it for as long as it lasts.

 

However, at this time, I'm not sure if there'll be any couples in it at all now. (shrugs) For now, no romance. Unless, of course, you guys want something thrown in there. (smirks) Can't promise anything though.

 

No random Japanese words will be used in the fic. I will only use words that can be heard in a common episode, and their meanings will be listed here.

 

Yami - Darkness

 

Hikari - Light

 

Aibou - Partner

 

WARNINGS: Violence (LOTS, LATER), some bad language, and me gone crazy. Yeah, good luck. Hope you live through the first chapter without dying of boredom.

 

Flames will be poked at, pointed at, and laughed at, because those who have time to read the story and then review it with a pointless flame must not have very much of a life.

 

 

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Chapter 1

 

Caught

 

Walking softly through the shadows, he glanced to his left every now and then, following the young boy on his walk. A smirk made its way onto his face; too easy. He continued to follow the teen, checking behind him every so often, assuring himself that the pharaoh was nowhere to be found.

 

He silently thanked the gods above for his skills in the shadows, for allowing him to obtain justice. After three thousand years, he could get back at them all, at everyone. He would not be betrayed or possessed again; he would make sure of it.

 

He watched the puzzled boy fight through his confusing thoughts, thankful yet again to the gods that had given him this perfect chance at revenge. With the boy being so distracted with thoughts, the thief knew that he would have no trouble getting what he wanted. No trouble at all.

 

He watched curiously as the boy seemed to snap slightly out of his daze, and actually looked around for a destination.

 

`Ah . . . The park . . . Perfect . . .' He was technically supposed to be there, anyway. At least he wouldn't have to lie to his hikari.

 

Another smirk, `Dear Yugi, you've been caught.'

 

 

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Yugi sighed, scratching his head, confused. It had seemed like such a long time since that day, since he thought he had lost his other half. He felt a small smile creep onto his face at the memory of returning to the hotel, only to open the door and see Yami and Bakura waiting for the group with their own bodies, wondering what took them so long. Yami (Atemu, Yugi corrected himself mentally) had been sitting on a chair in his arrogant way, with Bakura lying on the bed with his usual sneer as they stood in surprise.

 

They had all wondered how the two ended up back in the living world and even more-so how Bakura happened to return; hadn't he been destroyed when Zork had been? And where had Marik gone? The other spirit must've come back as well, right?

 

It was only a couple weeks ago that this had occurred, and Yami (Atemu!) had been worrying about Marik's whereabouts constantly. There was no doubt in his mind that the other spirit still lived, and had returned. The pharaoh had currently locked himself in Yugi's room, blocking off their mind link, in order to concentrate, much as he would've done had he still been a spirit trapped inside the Millennium Puzzle.

 

Thinking back to his confusion, he continued on his walk. His mind was plagued with questions similar to the one's Yami had. His eyebrows furrowed in frustration; none of it made any sense! His other half returned to the living world when he was supposed to have passed on to the afterlife; the tomb-robber was destroyed along with Zork, the spirit of darkness that had possessed the thief; Marik had been destroyed . . . though it hadn't been proven that he was even back for sure, but Yami swore it.

 

Yugi shook his head, he'd been thinking way too much lately, and hadn't gotten any sleep because of it. Yami had told him to go for a walk, relax, and that was exactly what he was going to do. He thought it unusual that his other half had actually suggested splitting up; it was unlike him. But Yugi just waved it off; they did have separate bodies now, it was okay to split up sometimes.

 

Passing by the usual buildings in Domino City, he noticed that he was reaching the park quicker than he had anticipated. The golden glow of the near-setting sun lit through the trees, making the whole area seem to be some sort of sanctuary to troubled minds. Some time alone was definitely starting to sound better than it had before to the young teen.

 

Reaching the park, he decided to enjoy the serene scenery before sitting down to relax, and took a quick stroll, passing the various gardens and trees, even taking the time to walk through the worn path in the small area of woods to calm his mind.

 

As the sky grew darker, and stars began just barely appearing above him as the sun neared the completion of its cycle, Yugi finally decided to take a seat on the nearest bench, watching the enjoyable show, wishing his other half were there to cherish it with him.

 

Sighing again, though this time smiling, he thought he heard footsteps behind him before he pushed the thought away from his mind so that he could meditate and release his mind from the chains of his previous thoughts.

 

“Oh, isn't this precious?” Yugi jumped at hearing the all-too-familiar voice behind him, startling him into standing and spinning around, only to see the smirk on the tomb robber's face widen.

 

“B-Bakura!” Yugi stuttered, blinking once or twice before continuing, “What are you doing here?”

 

Bakura chuckled darkly, “That happens to be none of your business. However, I'm quite curious as to why your `pharaoh' isn't around . . .”

 

“Oh, that . . .” Yugi warily gave Bakura a look of mistrust, “He thought I needed some space to calm down. I haven't been feeling good lately, and he wanted to stay at home; had some things to figure out.”

 

Bakura had been hanging around the group lately, usually only when Ryou was around, but Yugi saw that Ryou was no where to be found. This was definitely strange, even considering how civil the spirit seemed to act around them . . . Most of the time.

 

“That makes it too easy,” Bakura gave another chuckle, this one louder than the last which seemed to worry Yugi slightly, “Who's to say there aren't creeps out there on the streets, waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap you? I'm disappointed in `His Highness'.”

 

Yugi took a step back, “Don't you have better things to do with your time, Bakura?” What was wrong with him? The Bakura that everyone had finally gotten to know wasn't nearly as creepy as he had been with Zork possessing him . . .

 

Bakura seemed to think for a moment, then shook his head, that same mischievous glint in his eye, as always, “No, not really.”

 

“You can't seriously still be mad at Yami . . . Atemu . . . can you?” Yugi asked curiously, still apprehensive about staying around the crazy spirit for too long.

 

Bakura frowned at this; he hadn't been expecting the small hikari to ask something like that, “Possessive spirit or no, it was his father's fault my village was destroyed.” Yugi saw anger flash through the spirit's eyes, but it quickly changed to a look of smugness, “I wonder what the pharaoh would do if I were to abduct you right now? He'd probably beat himself up over it . . . Heh, that would be fun to watch,”

 

“But it—”

 

Bakura smirked, cutting him off, “The same blood runs through them, little one. By getting to your precious pharaoh through you, I'd still be getting to Akhenamkhanen, now wouldn't I, dear Yugi?”

 

Yugi bit his lip, “Why are you telling me all of this?” Yugi felt his other half brush against his thoughts; most likely concerned about the worry and anxiety shooting off from his end. He didn't respond, too caught up in his emotions.

 

“You won't be conscious long enough to give it too much thought.” Yugi raised an eyebrow at this, then suddenly felt another energy flowing into him, feeling quite tired for an unknown reason . . . pity, had he had the Millennium Puzzle with him, he probably could've stopped it.

 

Bakura walked around the bench, quickly catching the short boy before he fell to the ground as he gave in to unconsciousness. Lifting him up into his arms, Bakura began walking home.

 

The tomb robber laughed, `Ryou was right . . . a nice walk through the park was what I need.'

 

 

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Ryou sighed; he seemed to be doing that a lot lately. All he kept hearing in his head were the numerous plots to get back at Marik and Atemu from his other half. He was definitely worried; if not for the pharaoh, for Bakura.

 

They weren't even sure if Marik really had come back, yet his yami was acting like he was . . . maybe Bakura was just being hopeful.

 

At least his other half wasn't as crazed as he used to be.

 

He suddenly felt a sense of victory from Bakura's side of the link.

 

`Oh dear . . .' Ryou's eyebrows came together in worry, `I hope he didn't hurt anyone . . . probably shouldn't have let him out on his own,'

 

`Oh, my dear Ryou, you have so little faith in me,' Ryou jumped, nearly knocking his cup of tea onto his lap at the response. He definitely hadn't been expecting one.

 

`Bakura!'

 

`Yes, that would be my name, now wouldn't it?'

 

`W-What's going on? What did you do?'

 

`Mmm . . . That's my little secret. I'll be home in a few minutes; I guess you'll find out then. By the way, thanks for the park suggestion; it really lifted my mood.'

 

Ryou groaned, leaning his forehead against his hand as it rested on the table. What havoc had his other half wreaked on the small city of Domino now?

 

He didn't notice it at first, but when he brought up his cup of tea to drink, his hands were shaking. Badly. He had a bad feeling about this.

 

After finishing his tea, nearly dropping his cup from his hands' shaking, he got up to put the cup in the sink when a strong feeling of nervousness hit deep into his chest as he sensed the Millennium Ring coming closer and closer to where he was.

 

` . . . Bakura?'

 

He didn't receive a response, before the front door opened. Ryou took a deep breath, trying to stop his hands and legs from shaking before walking out of the kitchen and into the living room, going to greet his yami.

 

“Bakura, seriously, what—Bakura! What did you do!” Ryou's legs paused in mid-step as he saw the unconscious form in Bakura's arms.

 

“Relax, it's not like I killed him or anything.” Bakura sneered, not bothering to take off his shoes as he began to ascend the stairs, “He'll be staying in your room for a while . . .”

 

Ryou hesitated, then sprinted up to block Bakura off in a sudden burst of courage, “What are you going to do with him?” He asked determinedly, nearly glaring at his other half.

 

Bakura's grin grew, his eyes matching the younger teen's glare, “Oh? Since when did you grow a backbone?”

 

Ryou's expression faltered, not liking the ancient tomb robber's tone, but quickly reformed at another glance at his unconscious friend, “Since I decided that you've done enough. Can't you drop it already? It's been 3,000 years, yet you still have a one-track mind?”

 

He suddenly felt the back of Bakura's hand against his cheek, leaving a stinging sensation as he lost his balance and fell on the stairs. He winced, holding his cheek as it reddened, fearfully looking up to Bakura as tears stung his eyes.

 

The figure of his friend was leaning with its back against Bakura's left hand, his right one still in the air, ready to strike again. Bakura's eyes narrowed into slits, “I have my reasons, brat. I have no need to explain them to you.” Smirking again, he continued his way up the stairs and into Ryou's room.

 

Ryou subconsciously rubbed his cheek as his tears quickly went away. Damn, that hurt. He sat on the stairs for a few minutes before sighing; so he still couldn't stand up to his other half. He buried his face in his hands, sighing heavily. What did Bakura want with Yugi anyway? To get back at the pharaoh? Again? Hadn't he done enough already?

 

And what was the ancient spirit going to do him?

 

He heard footsteps coming down the stairs, and felt his other half sit next to him. Ryou tensed up when he felt a rough hand grab both his wrists and yank them away from his face. His eyes were clenched shut, even as he felt the other rough hand rub softly against his stinging cheek.

 

He slowly opened his eyes to see Bakura softly glaring at his reddened cheek. He noticeably relaxed under the touch, and unconsciously leaned into it, still looking at his other half.

 

Bakura released Ryou's cheek and wrists, and looked into his eyes, “Don't do that again,” He said sternly, “I don't enjoy hurting you, you know.” The tomb robber got up and walked into the kitchen in silence.

 

Ryou followed the retreating figure, and blinked in surprise. Perhaps without Zork possessing him any longer, he was a kinder soul. Perhaps.

 

Ryou rubbed his cheek gently again, finally deciding to follow his other half into the kitchen, hoping to get something such as a reason out of him for doing such a thing to his friend.

 

 

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The silent figure watched the tomb robber enter the house with the unconscious boy. He nodded in satisfaction; everything was going according to plan. However, there was one person he needed to attend to . . .

 

A slight grin graced the hooded figure's features as he turned and headed towards a nearby hotel in the outskirts of Domino City as the Eye of Horus glowed brightly on his forehead.

 

The Millennium Rod was held tightly in his left hand, still glowing from its previous activities.

 

 

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KirbsterMK: So, there you have it. Chapter one. Heh, I'm done with chapter two, too, but you guys can wait for that, right? Flames are pointless, they waste everyone's time, so please don't submit them. However, some constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated.

 

Virtual cookies to those who know who's stalking Yami Bakura. XD C'mon, guys, it's not that hard. Also, before I forget, suggestions are also welcome; I do know what will happen for the most part, but an idea here and there never hurt anyone.

 

Chapter Two

 

Return of Darkness

 

A lone figure runs from his attacker, attempting to escape death. But who is he, and what does his attacker want? Then, Yugi wakes up, realizing that his link with Yami has been severed. What's going on? Is the pharaoh okay?