Snow Child

By TheGeekInPink92

Adventure / Romance

Chapter 23

Chapter 23

"Yukiko, are you alright?" a voice asked. Yukiko started and gazed up. The girl Téa was stood opposite Yukiko, looking through the railings of costumes. She had dark brown hair cut into a bob and intense blue eyes. Yukiko had drifted off thinking about the party.

"I'm fine," Yukiko smiled at her, continuing to look through her own railing.

"It was nice of Kaiba to allow us to have the surprise party for Joey at his, who'd have thought Joey of all people would pass his driving exam, third time lucky," Téa smiled, pulling out a red costume and examining it.

"I think it's because Kaiba wants to force Joey into a dog costume," Bakura said from behind Yukiko. She turned and smiled at him. He looked different today. His eyes were the colour of chocolate again and his hair seemed to be behaving itself and not sticking out in odd angles. They'd both agreed to act like nothing was going on between them in front of the others until they got used to it themselves. Téa giggled.

"Yeah, you're probably right!" She laughed. There was a clanging noise as the curtains to the changing room were pulled open, revealing Yugi. He walked proudly onto the shop floor, showing off his costume. He was wearing a white dress which finished above his knees, a gold belt around his waist. He wore gold arm bands and cuffs with a golden head piece and a flowing purple cape falling behind him.

"You look great!" Yukiko exclaimed, beating everyone to the mark. She walked forwards and admired his costume.

"Are you a Pharaoh?" She asked coming to the right conclusion.

"Yeah, you got it!" Yugi smiled at her.

"Maybe I should go as my old Egyptian counterpart, what do you think Yugi?" Bakura asked politely. Yugi couldn't help but grin at him.

"That would actually be a great idea, Ryou! We could scare Joey half to death!" Yugi chuckled. Bakura laughed along with them too. Yukiko had no idea what they were talking about, but nodded along.

"What about this one, Yukiko?" Bakura asked pulling a costume of the railing as Téa was asking Yugi for his opinion on something. Yukiko gazed at what Bakura had handed her. It was a black dress covered in lace which came with a set of black lace wings and a jewelled tiara. Yukiko blushed seeing how short the dress looked.

"I can't wear that," Yukiko muttered her face flushing.

"It's cute," Bakura smiled at her, his eyes changing to burgundy. Yukiko grinned back at him. How could she resist him? She nodded and he took the dress out of her hand.

"What are you doing?" Yukiko asked looking around at the others. Yugi had gone back into the changing room and Téa was at the back of the shop, turned away from them.

"I'll buy it for you," He answered, shutting her up by kissing her. Yukiko turned bright red, gazing around terrified. When she'd managed to calm back down, Bakura was already at the checkout.

He glanced over at her and smirked. That's right girl, I want you to feel like you owe me. He thought to himself as he paid and took the carrier bag. He walked back over to her and grinned at her. Yukiko was still looking startled and red in the face when Yugi walked out of the changing room, costume in hand.

"Hey, Yugi, I think I'm going to escort Yukiko home. She's not feeling well," Bakura said, his eyes now back to the usual brown his friends were used to.

"Oh, no problem. You better be well for the party Yukiko," Yugi grinned at them. Yukiko nodded, still feeling hot in the face.

"Bye Téa!" Bakura called out to the brunette girl, who was still looking through a variety of costumes at the back of the shop. She turned around and waved at them. Bakura led the way out of the shop and into the cool air. They walked on for a while before Yukiko broke the silence.

"Why did we have to leave?" Yukiko asked suddenly confused by their sudden departure. He grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her down an alley way, pressing her up against the wall.

"So I can do this," He growled before pressing his lips firmly against hers. Yukiko didn't even have time to gasp before all the emotions exploded inside her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

Bakura felt his insides burning with excitement. He couldn't believe it had been this easy to achieve. Even now her soul was slowly transforming, decaying into darkness and soon it would be entirely his, his dark little soul to play with, his dark little princess to command. She was so easily moulded, like putty in his hands. All it took was the changing of his eye colour for her to obey him. She was so very nearly his. He couldn't stop himself but smirk against her lips. She pulled back from him confused.

"What's funny?" She asked, feeling as though she'd missed out on a joke.

"Nothing, it's just…" Bakura whispered, breathing against her his forehead resting on hers.

"What?" She repeated waiting for him.

"I love you," He finished, closing his eyes and breathing her in.

Yukiko froze, unsure if she'd heard him right. Did he just say he loved her? An animal inside her chest purred at the very thought. She stepped back from him, her eyes searching his burgundy ones for any trace of this being a joke. When he didn't laugh she spoke.

"Did you just say you loved me?" She asked perplexed.

"Yes, is it so hard to believe?" Bakura replied, his hand cupping the side of her cheek.

"Well… yes… no… I don't know," Yukiko stuttered completely taken aback. He stared at her waiting as she tried to pull her thoughts together. After several moments she broke the uncomfortable silence. This was the moment Bakura had been waiting for, this was the moment he would know if his plan had worked.

"I love you too," She whispered, smiling weakly at him. He grinned at her. He had done it. She was completely his. He belonged to her. It wouldn't be long now. He was going to rule like he should have done five thousand years ago.

Kaiba tapped away at his computer in his office at the Kaiba mansion. He had sent Yukiko out to pick a costume for the party. Kaiba hated parties, but he remembered the night he'd kissed Yukiko for the first time, it had been after one of the hideous events. A small part of him was hoping if everything went smoothly, maybe Yukiko would look his way again. He missed her so much. Since she'd regained consciousness in the hospital, her memory wiped again, she hadn't seemed like the girl he'd known. She seemed more distant and avoided him at all costs. He felt pathetic, allowing himself to fall prey to such worthless emotions, but she was quickly becoming the only thing he could think about. When he'd taken the call from Bakura, telling him she'd almost been kidnapped, he had felt a panic rise within him, much like the panic he'd felt when she was attacked in the very office he was currently sat in. He heard a knock at the door and looked up from the screen just as Mokuba entered the room. His younger brother had a worried expression on his face as he walked towards Kaiba's desk.

"What is it Mokuba?" Kaiba asked as the ebony haired teen sat down before him. Mokuba gazed at him with greyish blue eyes.

"Seto, you hate parties, but yet you're hosting one, for Joey of all people!" Mokuba started, his expression telling Kaiba he'd had a lot on his mind.

"I know Yukiko isn't the same as she was before, but you're different too and it scares me big brother," Mokuba said resting his arms on the desk. Kaiba blinked, hearing his brothers concerns. How could he even tell Mokuba why he had changed? He hadn't confided in anyone about Yukiko and what he felt towards her. Should he confide in his brother? If he couldn't trust family, who could he trust? Even so, expressing his emotions never came easy to the CEO. He rested his arms on the desk and inhaled, trying to gather the strength to explain.

"Mokuba, you're a smart kid," Kaiba began, not sure how he was supposed to continue.

"Seto, I know you liked her," Mokuba said.

"It's not just that Mokuba," Seto cut across him, "She liked me too," He sighed avoiding his brothers eyes. He felt stupid admitting this stuff out loud. He shouldn't have even started.

"How do you know?" Mokuba asked his eyes wide as he slowly began to understand his brother's predicament. Kaiba grimaced, realising he was going to have to explain.

"The night before she was attacked, we kissed," He muttered standing up and walking to the window. He gazed out of it to purposely avoid meeting his brother's eyes.

"Seto, how come you never told anyone?" Mokuba asked his voice surprised.

"Because she'd forgotten everything, which included me and any emotions she felt toward me," Kaiba snapped his face growing hot. He looked around at Mokuba apologetically.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you, Mokuba," He said.

"It's okay, big brother," Mokuba sighed.

He gazed at the twenty year old, thinking. Kaiba had never expressed emotions to anyone, other than Mokuba, that was until Yukiko showed up. Mokuba had known Kaiba liked her, hence why he'd tried to give them as much alone time as they could. She'd seemed good for him, but Mokuba had never even suspected they'd acted upon their emotions. He missed the old Yukiko too.

"We need a plan," Mokuba said suddenly. Kaiba looked round at his brother, his eye brow raised. What was he talking about?

"Seto, you need to win her over again!" Mokuba cried out, then, "Oh, that's what this party is for, isn't it?"

"She likes the geek squad, so why not," Kaiba said shrugging. Mokuba stared at him in disbelief. He'd never seen his brother shrug so nonchalantly before in his life, he must really care about her.

"Well, the party isn't till Friday, so you have plenty of time. You just need to practice talking to her again," Mokuba said confidently. Kaiba nodded glad he had talked to someone about his problem, even if a small part of him was repeating over and over again:

I'm taking advice from a fifteen year old

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