fluffydeathdealer | [CAMPUS/IC] II

[Ever since Ryou shattered her happy little delusion, Karasu has been doing a mix of hiding out (in both forms) or just avoiding Bakura like the plague and trying to talk with other people like nothing was wrong. Honestly... she knew the Ring could find her if it really wanted to, so she's grateful about the fact that Bakura seemed willing (or just as inclined) to stay away from her right now.

As it is, with the language barrier now gone, there's one person she wants to talk to more than anyone. Which is why she's rapping on Kai's door.]

[The knock catches Kai in the middle of drawing; he has his mom's sketch of Hollow Bastion spread out on the coffee table, and he's been trying his best to copy it without tracing. The result so far has been...well, nothing to shout about. He's actually glad to abandon it to see who's at the door, and the grin that spreads across his face at the sight of Karasu quickly fades as he really looks at her.]

...Hey. What's wrong?

...can I come in?

[She avoids answering, because... well, right now, she feels exposed and still more than a little upset.]

You know you can. [He steps aside to hold the door for her, frowning. He's going to get to beat someone up, right?]

It's really good being able to understand people again. Especially you.

[Because seriously, that was killing him.]

Yeah... it is.

[She steps in gratefully, glancing around before going to sit on the couch and folding her hands in her lap. This is the last thing she wants to think about, but... she has to know.]

Tell me about Bakura. Really about him.

[Somehow he wasn't expecting this. Kai shuts the door quietly before going to join her on the couch. Starting off with 'He's a complete and utter dick' would be a bad move. Okay.]

He's a creep.

[Sigh. Idiot.]

I'm not saying that because of the fact we don't get along. He really is. He keeps Ryou asleep most of the time and walks around like the poor kid's body is his, and manipulates people to get what he wants. He sent a monster of his to pound down my door- [After you froze his Necro Soldier and dropped it on his head Kai, be honest] after I tossed one of his other monsters back out at him. He sent it in my room unannounced, it was self-defense.

[Getting away from the point here. Kai sighs, pushing his bangs out of his eyes in an almost nervous gesture.]

The day we walked you back to your room, and he and I went off to talk? I basically was hoping to get him to admit to what he was up to in regards to you. I had a little recorder in my pocket and everything. He didn't, exactly, but he said other stuff...it might've helped. But then I was an idiot and got the thing wrecked. [Kai scowls, mostly at his own stupidity that day, and pushes his sleeve up to show her the scar on his arm.]

He did that, to try and stop me. Ruined the recorder, too.

[Karasu is dead silent through everything Kai says, with a blank, almost broken expression on her face. Her eyes flick to the scar when he pulls up his sleeve, half-closing as he finishes.

For what probably feels like far too long, the silence in the room is heavy and thick. And then, Karasu just pulls her legs up to the couch, buries her face in her knees, and cries.]

[He's waited for this day for what seems like ages. He wanted her to see that Bakura wasn't some saint, wasn't anywhere near good for her. He just wanted her to be safe.

And now that it might actually be here...

Damn.]

H-hey, Karasu, don't-

[Not finishing that sentence. 'Don't cry', after what he just said? He's wondering what exactly happened before this, to make her come to him about it. Biting his lip, he scoots a little closer and tries to hug her gently. He doesn't even know if she'll let him, but he can't stand watching her cry like this.

It sounds like her heart's breaking.]

[She just shakes her head when he speaks, but when he comes over, she does more than let him. She turns and buries her face in his shoulder, just clinging to him as everything that's twisted and sunk and bottled up inside of her finally shatters and starts flowing.]

Why...

[She thought he was her friend. Her real one. So why did he do that?]

[Kai just hugs her as tight as he can once she latches onto him, trying to ignore the urge to go sic a few dozen Shadows on Bakura right now.

Later. He can make him pay for this later.]

I don't know.

[At least it's an honest answer. Who knows what the hell the Creeper's motivations are?]

Nnn...

[But... no, she has an idea. She is the Blue-Eyes, after all. If he's as nasty as both of them are saying... then of course, he'd be manipulating her for that.

But... was it really all manipulation? So much of it seemed real... could it have been?

Or... was it just a dumb hope that was making her blind and thinking it was?]

I... have to talk to him, eventually...

['Over my dead body' is the first thing to come to mind, and Kai squishes it so fast he can almost forget he thought it.]

Do you want me there when you do? I don't know if it would help or not.

[They probably wouldn't get anything productive done, honestly. Unless 'productive' meant another episode of shanking and Darkness-tainted Barrier to the face.]

...

[A part of her does, if just to have someone to cling to about this whole thing. But... no, she knows that wouldn't work.]

Thank you... but I have to talk to him alone. I don't think... he'd say anything if anyone else was there. So it has to be just me.

I'll be outside the door then. [Yes, he means that.] Won't even know it.

[He can be pretty damn invisible when he wants to. Never mind that right now, invisible is the last thing he wants.]

I appreciate that, but... I think he'll know. I promise... I can be safe.

[Kai makes a bit of a face at that, pulling away enough to look at her.]

What, is he psychic now? And I know you can, I just- I need to do something, even if it's only standing guard.

[Even though that makes him feel pretty useless in this situation, to be honest.]

No, but he could check with the Ring. I don't know. I just... I need to do this myself, Kai-kun. I'm sorry.

[She untangles herself from him, standing up fully and smoothing down her shirt.]

...Thank you.

...

[He just sort of blinks up at her as she pulls away, then shakes his head.]

Naw, I understand. And you're welcome.

[He flashes her a bit of a smile before standing himself and tugging his sleeve back down.]

I'll be here if you need me. [Plotting. He barely manages to stop himself from rolling his eyes at that thought. Who was going creeper now?]

I might after this is over. I'll... see you later, all right?

[And she'll be going out the door quickly now, before she loses her nerve to.]

[The one blessing of this entire event is that his ill-humor could be easily attributed to frustration over being unable to speak. But now that the problem of speech was resolved, it was harder to hide his grouchiness. More so since there was no longer just Malik to hide it from. Malik's irritation at his affection for the dragon meant that he couldn't even talk about it. How annoying.

Sitting on the beach, his back leaning against a tree to avoid the inevitable rain that has been pouring down in bursts today, he stares moodily out at the ocean and ignores the book in his hands. Tch, it's enough to make him want to hurt people. Especially his wayward host. Traitor.]

...Bakura.

[It probably only gets worse, then, when her voice comes out from the other side of the tree.]

Didn't think you'd be out in the rain.

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[Dropping the book, he turns his head in the direction of her voice. What the hell-?]

...Rain doesn't bother me. It's weird as hell, but as long as I don't get soaked, I don't mind it.

It's kind of calming, in some way.

[The silence settles in for a little bit as she looks up, watching the rain fall herself. She holds her hand out, letting some of it fall on her and just watching it flow off.

...Tch.]

How much?

[Leaning back against the tree, he stares off into the sky.]

...tch. I don't know unless you tell me what you're asking.

I know you lied to me. I know you were manipulating me and using me because I was the Blue-Eyes White Dragon.

What I want to know is how much. How much of everything we did, we said, that "friendship"... how much of it was just that lying? How much of that was you manipulating me to use me?

Trial of the Heart: The Truth About Bakura?!

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