Bakura
paused as she stepped through the classroom door and looked over at her group
of friends, who were gathered around a travel video player, chatting to the
screen.
“Good
morning?” She questioned, curious as Yugi looked up and nodded to her, then
slumped back into her seat, while the others all gave her smiles that looked
rather false. “What did my other self do now?” She asked as she moved over to
the group.
“It
wasn’t her fault.” She jumped a mile as the video player answered her, causing
her to move around to see the screen. Yugi’s grandfather was on it, waving
merrily at her, “Good morning, Bakura-chan.”
“G...Good
morning, Mutou-san?” It was more a question and she glanced around at the
others, noting Yugi had seemed to sink further into her chair. “Is he
really...?”
“Yeah.”
Jou nodded, his tone angry and his movement sharp. “Some prick with a
Millennium Item challenged Yuge, cheated all the way through and sealed
Ojiisan’s soul into the tape when she lost.”
Bakura
could feel her other self shift at the back of her mind at Jou’s words and
mentally grimaced. She was well aware of how close her other self had come to total
victory just a couple of months ago. It was only the fact the she had sacrificed
herself to halt the final blow that had saved her friends.
It
had only been a miracle that had saved her life and the life of her Other Self,
but they had been dead, at least temporarily, and while she was willing to do
it again if she needed to, the spirit of the Ring had made it clear that she
had no intention of dying again. Not for a long time at least.
This
meant that, for the time being, Yugi’s Puzzle was firmly off the radar. Any
other Items however were still fair game and Bakura couldn’t really bring
herself to object considering that most other item holders seemed to be
obnoxious prats.
“Can
you get him out?” She asked, remembering how Yugi no Oneesan, the spirit of the
Millennium Puzzle had seemed to have no difficulty in helping her free those
trapped in the game pieces from her Monster World set.
“No.”
Yugi shook her head, seeming calm, though Bakura could see it was just a mask.
She couldn’t help but wonder if the others could see the dejection hidden
underneath. “Anesan tried. We just ended up with a headache for our troubles.”
‘Of course they did.’ Bakura flinched as the voice of her
other self echoed in her head, still not used to being able to hear the
thoughts of the spirit of the Ring and mostly wishing she still couldn’t, ‘The Penalty was set against them. They will have to fulfil the ‘out’
clause before they will be able to free him.’
“Could we do it?” Bakura asked the voice, startling
them both. “Could we free Yugi’s
Grandfather?”
‘I don’t know,’ The voice replied after a moment of
thought, sounding amused for some reason,
‘And quite frankly I don’t care to try. The Pharaoh got herself into this mess
and she can get herself...’
The
Other Bakura paused, retuning into the conversation at the table in time to see
Jou rolling his text book into a cone shape, pointing it at the Puzzle and
yelling, “Hey Oneesan! If you can hear me in there, cheer up!” at the top of
his lungs.
“Jonouchi!”
Anzu shoved him away as Yugi tried to get some hearing back. “Seriously! I
don’t think that’ll help.”
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