Duality Chaos, Book Two of The Chaos Saga

Chapter 3: Emotions

    Ryou looked at his twin.  "Bakura?" he said tentatively.

     Coffee eyes snapped up.  "Yes!  Yes, that is my name!  Do I know you?  Because..." a predatory smile covering his face, "I am sure I would know you intimately..."

     Ryou blushed.  "N..no, not like that.  You, uh...tried to kill my friends and raise Shezmu."  Ryou scooted back imperceptibly.

     "Why the fuck would I do that?  Shezmu is an evil fuck who would kill me if I raised him.  Oh, fuck me..."  he looked at Ryou, recognition dawning in his eyes.  "That fucker impersonated me again?  Damnit!!!  The fucker got me killed 3,000 years ago, now that bastard is at it again!"  Bakura stood, pacing, his hair fluffing out, two little horns of hair becoming more prominent near his forehead.

     "Uh...pardon me?"  Ryou asked, covertly casting a spell.

     "That fucking chaos demon!"

     "Pardon, but what is a 'chaos demon'?"  Ryou's eyes were lit up with curiosity.

     "A fucking twat who gets his rocks off on chaos.  It's like his energy, for fuck's sake.  He churned massive amounts of it!"

     Determining that Bakura was indeed telling the truth, Ryou stood.  "Perhaps you should come back with me; perhaps my friends can help.   You can explain when we get there."

     Bakura eyed his petite mirror image.  "And you can promise I won't die how?"

     "Well, I really can't.  But I can promise you have a better chance coming with me rather than wandering around and letting one of them find you."  Chocolate eyes pleading with Bakura, he finally relented.

     "Fine.  But I am not going anywhere until I can trust you."  Bakura narrowed his eyes, studying Ryou.

     Ryou looked at Bakura.  "Trust me?!"  He looked shocked.

     "Yea.  Trust you."  Bakura stalked towards Ryou, who backed up until he scooted into a tree.  Bakura leaned down, one hand on each side of Ryou's face.

     "How...how will you know that?" Ryou whispered. 

     Smirking, Bakura grabbed Ryou, pulling him up and into a crushing kiss.  Ryou's eyes opened wide in surprise, then slid closed, a whimper escaping his lips.

     Bakura leaned back, smirking.  "Yep, I can trust you."

     Ryou's eyes flew open, a blush staining his cheeks.  "How..how do you know that?" he whispered.

     "Because, you're like me.  You look like me, kiss like me, and probably fuck like me.  I am fucking awesome, and I trust myself, so I trust you.  Hell, you make my narcissistic loins sweat."  He smirked.

     Ryou sighed. "Come with me.  We can't just waltz you in like this."

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    Yami sat at his desk, deep in thought.  So deep in thought, that he didn't notice his door open, then close.    Something was...wrong.  Off.  Suddenly, he realized he wasn't alone in his office.  Looking up, he saw concerned amethyat staring at him.

     "I am glad I guard you.  If I would have been an enemy, I would have slit your throat."  Yugi frowned, sitting on the desk in front of Yami.  "What's wrong?  You aren't often distracted that badly."  He reached out, tenderly stroking Yami's cheek.

     Yami sighed, looking up at Yugi.  "Something is..."  Yugi suddenly grabbed his chest, face paling.

     Yami jumped up, grabbing Yugi.  "What is wrong, aibou?"  At that moment, Joey rushed in the office, face soaked in tears.  Joey immediately ran to Yugi, grabbing him in a hug.  Both started rubbing their faces against each other for comfort.