as defiant as ever. why couldnโt this be simple ? why did his host have to be so skeptical and cautiousย ? why couldnโt it be anย โof course spirit, letโs go to their house โย โ or aย โi totally trust you, spirit โ that youโll stay in the ring the whole time & not cause any sort of havoc or endanger someone.โ ย maybe even a little โin fact, spirit, letโs head out right now, this instant, & maybe even play a round of monster world with them while weโre at it.โ it could never be that easy !
โ ย do you want me to give you a reason to not trust meย ? ย โ ย he watched as ryou tried to block him out. hands on ears, voice rising; all in an attempt to drown bakura out. as if heโd be drowned out by someone like his host ! they were inseparable, ever since the fated day that ryou had seen the puzzle. that was the day in which he refused to part with his HOST, his own sacrificial PAWN. & such an act continued to this very day, where bakura refused to leave ryou alone, not taking kindly to being shut out โ but he wouldnโt be. no matter what ryou did to try, it would be proven futile in the end. bakura wouldnโt be ignored.
โ ย calm down ย โย ย โ ย it was clear that, if anything, there would be little to no progress made if his host was in such a state. yelling, hands to ears, these were telltale signs of becoming closed off & more resistant. the more resistant he got, the less likely it would be that bakuraโs wish would be fulfilled. ย โ ย โ listen to me & calm down. iโm not hurting anyone. youโre just too caught up in your own fears. i can help you.ย ย โ ย the spirit goes even as far as to soften the tone of voice, trying to get ryou to be at ease so that, perhaps, he can finally get what he wants.
Whether meant as one or not, Ryou couldnโt help but take those words as a threat; ice seeming to slither its way down his spine, weaseling its way under his skin and into his very bones until his blood seemed to run cold courtesy of the dread the single sentence managed to ignite.
He already had more than enough reasons.
More than enough scars, more than enough blackouts that had him coming to surrounded by comatose friends, more than enough sleepless nights spent pondering over how that had come to be after something as inconsequential as a game of Monster World.
No, he didnโt want the spirit to give him another.
Teeth worried at his lower lip, the pressure only growing until the smallest amount more would surely have him tasting copper even as the voice softened. That was something he was fairly sure had never happened before, and though it did little to ease Ryouโs nerves he reluctantly released his lip from between his teeth.
Hands slowly lowered from their positions over his ears, moving instead to rest at his sides where they quickly formed into taught fists that hand nails digging crescents into his palms. Keeping his breathing even was a task he found easier said than done, a part of him still waiting for the blackness to claim him just as the spirit has threatened. โYouโre not hurting anyone now,โ He stated, trying to keep his voice steady despite the tension that had his frame on the brink of trembling, โAnd just how do you intend to help me? By 'dragging me along in the darkโ?"
