A/N: I was just watching Scream the other day when this came to me and I was insanely inspired to write it. Yes, it Deathshipping :D yay. It probably won't deserve a horror sub-genre in a while and I'm not completely sure if it will deserve it at all but I do have somethings planned that could make it worth the genre... But until I have it all worked out, the sub-genre will be drama. Enjoy!

A white haired boy was hugging his pillow on a couch, wearing his light blue pajamas. It was nearing midnight and the horror movie he had been watching was almost over. A half empty popcorn bowl was next to him but he was alone in the house. His father was still at work, he had the habit to stay there even through the night, and it just so happened that his father was his only living family member.

The boy, Ryou Bakura, often watched horrors and he would have invited his friends to watch them with him if only he had any. Ryou was normally shy and introverted so he had difficulties to interact with other people. He found it very difficult and awkward when people talked to him or he tried to talk to them, he never could think of anything to say and he suspected that others thought that he was some kind of idiot. No one ever bothered to talk to him anymore and Ryou was too shy to try and talk to anyone, it was very tricky to get any friends if you didn't talk to them.

The murderer gave the last scare and Ryou jumped a bit but smiled. It was nice to watch horror when you were alone in the dark house, in comfy pajamas and with snacks, it was his favorite pass-time and he often did it on weekends. It was Friday night now and another horror filled, though lonely, weekend was a head of him. His father was sure to work through the weekend so it was unlikely that he would see him that much. At least he knew a great place to rent movies from, it was just about ten minutes walk from where he lived and it had a huge horror section.

Ryou was normally more into psychological horror than blood and gore though he had made an exception this time. His father had bought the movie for him so of course he had watched it. He suspected that his dad had only bought it to give him something to pass time with when he wasn't there, like this weekend when he had said that he would be very busy, as if that was something new.

The movie had been quite good, a bit bloody but that was ok for a change. Ryou was nearly obsessed with this kind of movies, he had no idea how it had started but he was afraid that he would soon ran out of movies to watch, then he would have to watch the ones he had already seen again.

The ending credits rolled on the TV screen and Ryou sighed, now he would have to go to sleep soon. Maybe he could read something before he fell asleep...

He nearly fell off the couch when his cell phone suddenly rang. After he had discovered that he hadn't had a heart attack, he went to pick up his phone from the table. Who could be calling him now? His dad was pretty much the only person who had his number so it was probably him. But as he checked the caller ID, it said that it was an unknown caller. Ryou bit his lip, wondering if he should answer, it was probably a phone salesman or something... He lifted the cell on his ear and answered.

"Hello..?" His voice sounded a bit high and hesitant. He normally always told his both names when he answered the phone but this was different and he felt a bit jumpy after the movie.

/"Hey, you don't sound like- Damn I must have dialed a wrong number..."/ The voice on the other end said. The voice was deep, the small curse made it sound a bit harsh though.

"Um... T-that's ok..." Ryou said quietly. He was still having his after horror feeling, it was that kind of pleasant scare but made his voice sound weird.

/"Hmm? You sound kind of scared. I'm not an evil phone stalker you know."/ Now that the voice had lost its harshness, it sounded smooth... Ryou decided that he liked this voice even though he didn't know who it belonged to.

"I didn't think you were... I'm just a bit jumpy after just finishing watching a horror movie." He told with a small laugh.

/"Oh?"/ The voice sounded kind of amused now. /"Do you like scary movies?"/ The voice had lowered at the question and it send a pleasant shiver down Ryou's spine. Such a nice voice... Though the question made him giggle a bit as he walked back to the couch and sat down, making himself comfortable again.

/"What?"/ Asked the voice with a sense of amusement again. /"Something I said?"/

"You just reminded me of that guy from Scream, with that question. But I do like horror a lot, watch them all the time." It was much easier to talk to someone he couldn't see and didn't know who he was talking to. This guy, because he obviously was a guy judging from the voice, might as well be a sixty year old pervert, though he didn't sound that old.

/"Oh yeah, I remember that movie. Did you like that one?"/

"Hmm, well, it was rather good though I'm not really into any of that bloody stuff. I like psychological horror more." He was already too tired to care that he was talking about movies with a total stranger who had accidentally called to his number, and besides, he liked talking to this person, even if it was just because of his voice.

/"Like Silence of the Lambs?"/

"Anything with little Hannibal." Ryou laughed a bit and heard the other chuckle. "Why are all the movies that come up so old?"

/"I know. It makes me feel so old that I don't know any newer ones. I haven't been in the movies for ages."/

"Me neither, I mostly just rent everything I watch."

/"Out of money?"/

"Not really, but it's not fun to go to the movies alone... But anyway, I must be making your phone bill rise so maybe we should hang up." Ryou quickly changed the subject.

/"Naw it's not my phone anyway. Let's just talk, I have nothing better to do."/

"But weren't you trying to call someone? I wouldn't want to bother you..."

/"That was nothing important... So... Can I assume that I'm talking to a guy?"/ The voice just continued with a chatty tone and Ryou had no objections.

"Yes, do you need to ask?"

/"Your voice does sound a bit feminine."/

"Hey! That's not very nice..." Ryou frowned even though he knew the other couldn't see it. "You can't just make fun of people's voice."

/"I wasn't, it's a fact and besides, I think your voice sounds nice."/ Again with the low tone, though this time it sounded almost seductive and made Ryou blush.

"Um, thank you... I like your voice too..." Ryou turned a bit redder and was glad that the other couldn't see him.

/"Heh, that's good, otherwise you would have already hung up on me."/

The boy smiled a bit. "Well, you're not that bad to talk to either. I would probably just be reading or something now if you hadn't called. I can never sleep right after a horror."

/"Aw, too scared?"/ The other asked. /"Just let my wonderful voice lull you to sleep."/

That made Ryou laugh a bit. "I'd rather not fall asleep on the couch."

/"Maybe you should go to bed then?"/

Ryou nodded but then he remembered that the other couldn't see him. "Maybe. Wait I'll go to my room, ok?" He got up from his seat and walked up the stairs to where his room was. He turned on his night light and went under covers. After he was comfortable, he raised the cell on his ear again. "You still there?"

/"Yep. What are you wearing?"/

The boy raised an eyebrow though the other was unable to see it. "Wearing? That, my friend, has nothing to do with this conversation but if you are so interested to know, I'm wearing a light blue pajama."

/"We could have a conversation where that is relevant."/

Ryou blushed a bit. "Your mind is dirty..."

A laugh was heard from the other line. /"I was only kidding, though, you never said that we couldn't."/

"I was hinting it. Mind if I ask you who were you trying to call earlier?"

/"My cousin, needed to bug him about something. I think your number has only one number difference to his."/

"Oh ok." A small suspicion came to Ryou's mind. "Don't you have your cousin on speed dial?"

/"No, I hate his guts."/

Ryou smiled in relief, not because the mystery caller hated his cousin but because he had thought that the dialing of his number hadn't been an accident after all. Though the guy could be lying but he decided to trust him on this one. Their conversation went on for quite sometime after that. They talked about various subjects that came to mind, nothing personal, just light subjects that were all pretty neutral. It was nice to talk to someone without having to be afraid of making a fool out of himself, they would probably never know who the other was after all. It was much easier too to Ryou who had difficulty to talk to people face to face.

Soon he lied down as he was beginning to feel tired but didn't want to end the conversation just yet. His yawn gave his tiredness away though.


"Yeah... It's getting late." He glanced at his alarm clock, it was already three AM. They had talked for so long... He hadn't even realized it. "It's really late, three already." Yawn. "I should be sleeping...Good thing my father isn't here, he wouldn't like me staying up this late."

/"Yeah, fathers."/ The other 'hmph'ed. /"You want to go to sleep already?"/

"I... Not really... I mean it's been really nice talking to you but I think I might just fall asleep any moment now so..."

/"'Night then..."/

"Good night..." Ryou was feeling a bit disappointed when he hung up and placed the cell on his night stand. They would probably never talk again and that felt kind of sad...

Sleep claimed him quickly though so he didn't have much time to think about it.


As the phone call had drained his sleep, Ryou slept late and, surprisingly, found his father from the kitchen having lunch as he came down from his room to have breakfast. His father glanced up from his food to give his tired looking son a quick smile before concentrating on his food again.

"Morning son, you look tired." The older man said as Ryou sat down to the table, yawning and reaching for something to munch on.

"I stayed up pretty late last night... well, this morning more like."

"How come? You didn't spend all night watching movies again, did you?"

Ryou's tired brain registered that it was nice to have his dad showing interest towards his life for a change. "No but this one guy accidentally called me and we just kind of started talking."

Now the man looked up from his food. "Wait, so you talked with some guy you don't even know till the early hours? You do realize that he could have been some old pervert who just said he called the wrong number, right? Or a stalker? That kind of people can be dangerous, Ryou. I hope you didn't tell him about yourself."

"Dad," Ryou directed a tired look at his father. "I'm not totally stupid. We didn't talk about anything personal and he didn't ask anything like that either. He didn't sound very old to me and who would want to stalk me anyway?" Who would ever take interest on the quiet and uninteresting little Ryou? No one, that's who, not even some sick stalker, or that's what he thought.

His father sighed. "Well, you never know, all kinds of sick people in the world these days." Then he took a look at his watch. "Oh I got to go now, meeting. Bye, have a nice day. Don't open the door to strangers and-"

"Yes, I know. Bye dad..." Ryou gave a small, tired wave at his father who was already well on his way out of the door. It was nice to have his father care but it was the same thing every time he left Ryou alone. It made him feel untrusted somehow, like his father didn't think he could take care of himself.

He decided to have the rest of his father's microwave meal as his lunch/breakfast. They would always eat micro meals if it were up to his father who couldn't cook to save his life. Luckily for them, it wasn't up to his dad or they would both probably be sick and fat.

Ryou decided to go to rent some new movies later that day since it didn't seem that he would have anyone to keep him company, not that he had expected to have. After finishing his meal, he went back upstairs to shower and change out of his night clothes. He might as well go for a little walk and then head to rent the movies.

He ran down the stairs and grabbed his keys and cell as he got out of the house. It was a nice neighborhood and he took the longer way to his destination. The day was nice and sunny, though he could see some darker clouds in the horizon. He sort of hoped that it would rain... Rain was always good and it was more fun to curl on the couch when it was raining. Maybe it would even thunder...

Ryou found himself taking his cell phone from his pocket and staring at it. The video renting place had came to view when the phone in his hand rang, making him nearly jump out of his socks. It said unknown caller again and he got the slight feeling of deja vu. He answered anyway, with a bit nervous sounding hello again, not really expecting to hear the now familiar voice.

/"Why do you always sound so nervous when you answer the phone?"/

"Oh, hi, um... I don't know... People just don't call me that often..." Ryou told quietly. "Hey, how come you called again? Trying to reach your cousin?" He asked and began walking again, he had stopped when he answered the phone.

/"What? Not happy to hear me again? I'm hurt..."/ The hurt was clearly faked though. /"Actually I called to you on purpose this time."/

Ryou thought it was a bit weird but didn't really mind, it would be nice to talk to him again. "Oh? I must say that I don't really mind talking to you." The boy was surprised by his own boldness; he would have never said anything like that to an almost stranger, not with that kind of casualty and confidence, if it wasn't for the fact that he was talking on a phone. "So... Um what are you planning to do on weekend?"

/"Hmm, nothing special, work, sleep, the usual. You?"/

"I was thinking of renting more movies and watching them. You work on weekends?" That reminded him of father...

/"Yeah, but only part time. I have to earn my living somehow."/

Ryou opened the door to the video store and stepped in, heading to the horror section.

/"What was that sound?"/ Asked the other curiously, referring to the small bell on top of the door that had tinkled softly as the door had been opened.

"Oh, I just got to the place I rent all my movies from." The boy told, scanning through the movies on the shelf.

/"Ok. Do you have someone special you're planning on watching a movie with?"/

The question made Ryou smile a bit as he pulled out a movie to read the summary. "Are you asking if I'm taken?" Again with the boldness... Whatever got into him when he was on the phone with this guy?

/"I might be."/ The other drawled out lowly. /"Are you?"/

"Nope. Why do you want to know?" The summary didn't seem very interesting so he put the movie back and pulled out another.

/"Out of curiosity."/ The voice just told. /"Funny really, I could be asking that from a twelve-year-old or something."/

"Hey, I don't sound that young!" Ryou huffed. "I'm not twelve, you were wrong by five years." He vaguely wondered if it would be ok to tell his age but what could someone do with that knowledge?

/"So you're seven then? That's great because I always did have a thing for small children."/

Ryou laughed and got a strange look from a fellow customer so he lifted his hand to muffle his laughter. "Pwease don't hurt me thwough the phone mister child molester." Now he got a short, weird stare from the staff member who was just passing by but was too distracted by the low chuckling from the other line to care. It sent a small shiver down his spine but it wasn't an unpleasant feeling.

/"Oh I can't promise you that..."/

The boy smiled but stopped when he saw the picture on one of the movies. It had a scared looking woman in it who was holding a phone to her ear, looking right about ready to scream. Ryou turned the tape to read the summary: 'Kate gets a mysterious call one night. The voice is pleasant but what will happen when the things it says turn very unpleasant? It threats her family and friends, driving Kate near a nervous breakdown and insanity. How can she fight something she can only hear?'(1)

"Um y-yeah..." Ryou stammered on the phone and decided to rent the movie. He nearly hung up but then he thought that he was only being stupid. What were the odds that it would happen to him now? A change of subject was in order though... "Hey, is there a nice weather where you are?" The weather was always a safe subject, boring yes, but safe.

There was a small pause before the other answered. /"I guess, it looks like it's about to rain though."/

"That's funny, same here." Ryou gave a nervous laugh. He picked another movie that seemed interesting too and started his way towards the cashier. "I'm going to the cashier now, maybe we should hang up..."

/"Ok, bye then. Can I call to you after I get out from work?"/

"Um, ok, if you want. Bye." They hung up and Ryou showed the movies he had to the person behind the cashier. After he was done with that, he decided to head to home.


A tan hand put the phone back down on the table and got up to leave for work. The phone he used was "borrowed" from his cousin with the excuse that his own one was broken. A smirk played on his lips as he walked out of the apartment; he had actually managed to talk to the boy.

Mariku had first seen the boy in the video store he suspected the boy had just left, it had been about two months ago. He had gone to rent a movie that evening and had decided that maybe he would like a horror so he had went to that section. The boy had been there, looking through the movies and mumbling to himself. 'Seen it, seen it, no thanks...' he had said as his finger ran pass the movies. Mariku had sent amused glances towards the strange boy who seemed to have seen most movies in the horror section. It struck him as weird; the boy looked so pure and innocent, not the horror loving type at all. That was what had first drawn him in so he had kept coming back to "rent a movie", even though he never rented anything, but he couldn't admit to himself that he came back to see the boy, not at first.

As he watched, he learned that the boy always rented horror, only horror, never anything else. Mariku had concluded that he couldn't be all that innocent if he had that kind of horror fetish. That and he always came alone though he didn't seem to have any attributes that would drive people away and prevent him from having friends. He always smiled pleasantly at the cashier person and asked the staff to help him politely, if not shyly, if he needed help finding a particular movie. And all in all, the boy was beautiful, with big brown eyes and pale skin.

In his obsession, though he would never admit it aloud, he had went and got a hold of the boy's, Ryou's, customer info. The boy was a regular customer after all so the video store had his phone number. It had been surprisingly easy to get the info he needed and to find out the phone number. Mariku hadn't been able to get himself to call the number before last night, though that had actually been an accident and Ryou's number really did greatly resemble that of his cousin's.

Now he had talked to the boy... Long talk last night and a short one this afternoon. Last night he had called from a public phone that was in his work place, trying to reach his cousin to bitch at him for something but had got the number wrong and called to Ryou instead. Not that he had any reasons to complain though.

It was little added bonus that Ryou actually seemed to like talking to him and even liked his voice. Mariku grinned. The boy didn't sound half bad either and he wondered if he would sound as sweet in all situations...

A/N: There ya go :) How was it? I wanted to get back at writing Deathshipping even though I do have other three on-going stories that need to be finished... Soon it will be only one (besides this) since a couple of them are so near the end...

(1): That movie is totally made up by me and has no reality base that I'm aware of.

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