"Damn!" Bakura cursed as he tried to move to the side but ended up being a second too late. There was a moment of insecurity mixed with a strange sensation as Bakura simply stared and waited to get hit. It wasn't masochism or him freezing up with fear rather than a simple case of him not knowing what to do as his mind blanked out and he turned into a puppet waiting for a pull on its strings.

A single thought echoed through their resonance. 'Huh?'