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Fiction Rated: M - English - Romance/Humor - Reviews: 22 - Published: 01-26-05 - Updated: 09-23-05 id:2236357


Title: Chain of Memories


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Rating: R


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Warnings: Shonen-a, Violence, blood


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-(Killing you is much more fun then loving you)-


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Chapter 3: Pieces of the past, remembering at last!


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-(Killing you is much more fun then loving you)-


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Bakura's P.O.V

AS I followed the blonde I couldn't help notice how many scars marred his skin. It was normal for Egyptians to have scars but not the amount he had. Some looked as all as he did. "Where do you need to go" asked the blonde haired boy. "I'm looking for the tomb keeper Malik" I answer keeping a coating of sweet tones on my voice as to not arouse his suspicions.

"Ah, I see. We'd have to go out of the town in order to reach him" answered the blonde looking sadly ahead. "what is the matter boy" I asked him as we continued walking. "It must be sad and lonely to be the keeper of the Pe-ra's tome and in the dark all day na" askked the boy stoping and looking at me with golden eyes. Strange...that shade of color was never seen on anyone. "Yes. I a a friend of his" I tell him.

"Oh. OK that means h isn't as lonely. But...How come he doesn't come out? Isn't is cold and scary down there" asked the boy continuing his walking looking sadly. "I don't really know why he doesn't come out" I respond. How annoying, he keeps asking me these pathetic questions. "Are you ready to walk" he asks looking melancholically at the night sky.

"Of course" I tell him grinding my teeth in an attempt to not yell out what I think of his stupid questions. "I'm sorry for asking so many questions...no one really ever came to me for any help and I'm usually alone...people don't like me" whispered the boy walking faster. "Why don't they like you" I ask out of the blue.

He seemed to glare a burning inferno into the ground. "Because the anubis lives within me" he simply stated it losing his warmth and turning into a cold dead creature. I shook violently as he looked at me with his lifeless eyes. "Who are you" I ask as he approaches me. Lithe pale arms wrapped around my neck as his small figure leaned against me.

"I am anubis...thief...Bakura" he whispers gently caressing my cheek. "How?...You can't be anubis! He is a god" I growl out. "But isn't it strange for an Egyptian to have such pale skin? To have such strange eyes" he asks smirking at me with a dark look. "It may be strange but not as strange as for it to mean you are a god" I exclaim pushing him away.

"Hahaha! You are scared. Scared to see the truth Ba-ku-ra" he says sounding out all the syllables in my name. "What are you" I ask looking at him with steely eyes. "Hah! What am I? I am anubis! I am Death" he says it laughingly. "You are not" I yell panicking. I'm starting to think this is real.

Wrapping delicate arms and laying his head on the crook of my neck tenderly he stands holding me. "Don't be afraid. My holder won't allow me to harm you." he whispered softly looking up at me. I couldn't help but shiver. Suddenly I feel his warmth return and thank Ra that the anubis was gone.

"Huh? Oh! I'm sorry" he cries out eyes shining full of life again. "It's ok" I state still shaken up by what the boy holds within himself. "You're scared aren't you? About my..." the boy nver finishes his sentence looking at the ground ashamed. "No...not really" I state trying to hide my terror. He seems to notice my lie. "Don't pretend. No one's ever unafraid by my dark gift" he sighs, blonde hair swaying in the breeze. Amber eyes showing sadness looked forward towards the open desert.

Suddenly he seems so wonderful. Amazing, yes he's something I've never seen. As he walked I couldn't help noticing his hips swaying side to side as he walks or the way his golden sun bathed hair softly and subtly layed on his head and the way his pale skin looked in the moonlight. It shone, looking ghostly.

I don' know what possessed me but I reached out to touch the silky ghost like skin. "Huh" he cried flinching away from me. I looked at him with wide red eyes. "I..." I was flabbergasted. "I'm sorry...It's just I'm not...used to being touched" he whispered shaking.

I knew then it wasn't shock. "What happened" I ask, no command. "I-It's nothing" his sweet voice trembles. I shiver as something inside me stirs. "Tell me" I yell. Something is welling up inside me. I reached out and grabbed his shirt sleeve lifting it up. I gasped as I noticed the arm was full of scars marring beautiful pale skin.

Some of the scars look old and some new. "Who did this" I asked still to shocked to complete anythin. He shivers noticing his scars are out and quickly covers them. "It's nothing" he whispers voice quivering. I feel my heart beat erratically. "Tell me" I growl out. "Please...leave me be" he whisperes eyes shining and voice quivering making me give into his desires. "As you wish" I whisper hoarsly trying to hide my anger and pain.

This boy makes me feel strange. He makes me feel as though I care. I shiver as the wind picks up. "We should make camp" he says it voice still quivering. "As you wish" I answer voice still hoarse. "Thank you" was the simpe reply he gives as he sets up both tents. He refused I help. I would think he'd want to rest.

"Why won't you tell me who did this" I ask. He has yet to know I'm the very thief he must kill. "Because...I'm nothing f yours" he answers looking at with sad amber eyes bfore returning to work.

I sigh. What a long trip this shall be...

:End Flash Back:


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Third Person P.O.V


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As Jououchi laid with his blonde hair mated to his head Bakura couldn't help wonder if Jounouchi was abused by his family. When he had picked the blonde up he had noticed many scars and ho light weighted Jounouchi was.

Jounouchi's eyes snapped open as he sat up quickly. 'W-what was that?' asked the blond mentally looking around trying to recognize his sorroundings. "You ok puppy" asked the albino noticing the panicking look the blonde had gotten when he didn't recognize anything. "B-Bakura? Where are we" asked Jounouchi loooking up at Bakura with big puppy like amber eyes.

"We're in Kaiba's house" answered the albino noticing Jounouchi had no accent now. "Well what happnend" asked the blonde grinnning. "You passed out" answered Bakura realy thinking the bum to the head Jounouchi had taken had made him lose his...puny mind.

"Oh" stated Jounouchi smiling at the albino. "What? Why do you always smile" asked Bakura feeling unerved by the boy. "I like to smile. I like making people happy" answered Jounouchi standing up and stretching. "I don't get you. I really need to learn more about you" stated Bakura yawning as blood red lips allowed the yawn freedom. "Heh...So...Ya wanna go t'get Yug' an' the others" asked Jounouchi as the old accent came back. "Sure why not" said Bakura smirking slightly as they walked out of the room.

None of the two seemed to have noticed the two figures in the trees smirking.


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TBC...?


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-(Killing you is much more fun then loving you)-