“Jommph!” A hand clamped over Oneesan’s mouth and Bakura dragged the spirit of the Puzzle behind the chimney as Jou nudged the board over the edge so it bounced off of the barrier and tumbled into the alley.
“Shut it.” Bakura hissed at her as Jou’s voice was joined by three others and something that hissed like a snake. “Do you want to get caught?”
Pinned against the much taller, stronger girl’s chest, Oneesan would have glowered at her over the hand silencing her if she could have seen her. As it was, she settled for listening to what was going on.
“What’re you doing up here?” An unknown voice demanded.
“Let me see,” Jou retorted angrily, “You goons showed up, we chased you, then my friends all vanished. Then I just happen to find a glowing building? What do you think I’m here for?”
“How’re you even awake?” A second unknown voice sounded more curious than angry, “The boss thought everyone should have passed out by now. Well except those item holders and we killed one of them.”
Oneesan let out a low, muffled growl at that as Jou snarled somewhat convincingly, “What did you say!?”
“One of the item holders, the one with that pyramid.” The first voice sounded pleased with himself, “She’s dead. The boss finished her off before the one with the ring could get to her.”
“Bastards!” Jou snarled, then the sounds of a fight broke out.
“Stay still.” Bakura snapped at the spirit of the Puzzle, twisting the Pharaoh’s head to one side so she could actually see Oneesan’s eyes as she tried to struggle free and find a way to help Jou, “They think you’re dead. That means they’re expecting me. Alone. I won’t let you ruin that advantage.”
Oneesan growled and glared at her, frustrated beyond belief to not be able to go and help her friend but Bakura’s grip was too tight and the way the thief’s hand was forcing her head to one side made her neck ache. She was wary of fighting too hard against the thief’s grasp when she was worried that Imoto-chan’s neck would snap if it was twisted any further.
The sounds of the fight continued for what felt like an eternity as the pair listened and Oneesan could feel Imoto-chan nervously hovering, waiting for news, good or bad. Then they came to an all too sudden stop, leaving silence behind.
“Hey girls.” Jou sounded exhausted as he called over to their roof. Bakura released Oneesan who shot around the chimney stack and looked over to find her friend was leaning heavily on the edging.
“Jou? Are you okay?” Worry was obvious in her tone as she looked him over.
“Yeah...” He nodded, his eyes half lidded, exhaustion in every inch of his posture, “But I’m not sure I’m gunna be much more...” With that his eyes closed and he collapsed.
“Jou!” Oneesan kept her worry internalised as the spell claimed her friend, but Imoto-chan worried cry echoed around her mind.
“Let’s go.” Bakura snapped at her, “You can’t help him until this is over. And the sooner we get this done, the sooner I can stop putting up with your over sentimentality.”
“You couldn’t understand being worried about your friends.” Oneesan snapped back, “You’d actually need to have ever hadfriends for that.”
Bakura stilled, her hands balling into fists but it was Yugi who interfered, wrenching control away from her big sister and looking furious.
“I’m sorry for her.” Yugi apologised, “Once she stops acting like a five year old, I’ll let her out again.” Mentally wincing against the outrage that was coming from her elder sister at that comment, she refused to return control to the angry spirit. “When you’ve calmed down, you can come out. But there was no need for you to say that. It was out of line.”
‘Imo...’
“No, Anesan.” Yugi mentally stamped her foot, “I know you two don’t get on, but making shots like that are uncalled for. Especially with what she went through.” There was no reply from the spirit of the Millennium Puzzle but Bakura was watching her carefully. “What?” Yugi asked, confused.
“You stand up for me far too often considering that I’m your enemy.” Bakura commented as she moved across the roof to a skylight, “Now, shall we?”She asked as she flipped up the window.
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