Warnings: yaoi, slash, what ever you'd like to call it. If you don't like, don't read. Disclaimer: Do you think if I owned Yugioh, I'd be writing fan fiction.

Bitter Sweet
Chapter one : The Bitter Truth in Irony

It's raining again. I love the rain. I love the pit-patter noise it makes, how it makes even city air smell fresh again. And, yeah, I know I'm here talking to myself again, but at least it's not aloud, right? I'm not crazy just because I'm having a conversation with you, an imaginary person in my head. No, that doesn't sound insane at all.

'And the award for person in the most denial goes to. Ryou Bakura!' ***clap , clap, clap***

No, don't shake your head -- I see you. Yes, I'm laughing; why aren't you? My life not amusing enough for you? Well, then shake your head and groan; I'm content with laughing. I can see the doctors in their white lab coats squinting at me through their glasses already. Oh, I forgot to tell you. Yes, I'm on my way to the school therapist's office. Apparently a concerned person -- ahem -- yugi -- ahem is worried about me.

The boy worries about everyone. He's probably worried about the home life of some rich jock who just picked on him. Sigh. Yes, I know I'm being mean. Yugi isn't trying to make trouble. I know he's just trying to help. Well it's been nice talking to you, figment of my imagination, but I'm at the door to the counselor's office. I'd introduce you both but I have a feeling you would not get along with each other. I have a feeling she'd try to have us both locked up.

There she is. the counselor lady. She staring at me quizzically through narrowed green eyes. "Take a seat Mr. Bakura," I offer I quiet thank-you before sitting down. She measures me up with a knowing stare. "How are you feeling ?" "I'm fine, how are you?" I answer automatically. "Fine," she now looks uncertain. I tend to that affect on people. Apparently according to Jounouchi, I'm so overly polite to everyone people don't know were they stand with me.

I wait silently for her to figure out what she's going to say. I'm looking down at my shoes. Surprising really how fascinating shoes can be, they can stories. In fact I think I have some blood on mine. I'm interrupted from my current thoughts, when the counselor finally decides to break the silence. " I don't mean to blunt, Mr. Bakura, but your friends and teachers are worried." No I'm sure you didn't mean to blunt at all. I give her a worried look. "My grades aren't slipping are they," I ask. A typical Ryou Bakura answer I'm known for . I swear I saw her almost roll her eyes, but stop herself. "No Mr. Bakura, your grades are doing miraculously well." "Then what's the problem then," I ask a little confused. Yugi didn't tell her about the. no Yugi. wouldn't. "We were informed anomalously that you lost some one very close to you." The counselor trailed off uncertain He did. I can't believe it he did. All I wanted was to forget. I going to fry the shrimp!

I raised my head so the counselor can see my look of clear confusion. "I don't recall losing any one.. Unless you know something about my father." I trail off seemingly frightened. "Oh no nothing like that" the counselor said hastily. I smile at her "Oh good then, I was afraid.oh well never mind seems there was a confusion. May I go back to class," The counselor is obviously not buying my answer but having no reason to keep me, she has to let me go. "If you want to talk anytime." "I know," I get up off my chair. "Sorry for wasting your time," I smile and depart from the room.

Guess you want to know huh. Well I don't have to tell you anything. Yes, I know it's immature to stick your tongue out at your imaginary friend. So what? No I'm not telling you. Then again could just go to Yugi, I'm sure he'd tell you. Yes, go bother Yugi, I would like that, not being the only one driven insane by you.

You still here? No you aren't 'cause your not real.

Yes, what a shock. I know your not real. I've excepted it. Yet I'm going to keep talking to you. Because I don't want to admit I'm alone, I think I might just crack.
I might as well tell you now that I've established your not real, you can't go tell any one. I Ryou Bakura stupidly fell for my Yami. I can just see you rolling your eyes and muttering 'how cliché'. Yes, I know it was a cliché but things don't become cliché without a reason.

Yes, he beat me. Yes, he told me I was worthless. But he also cared. Yes, cared as in past tense, as in doesn't anymore. You see dear figment of my imagination, once he figured out that he cared. He said he loved and the beatings stopped. Yes, go ahead and laugh. I'm laughing I actually believed him. I thought that a ancient Egyptian tomb robber was in love with me.

I have many faults but contrary to popular belief, being naïve is not one of them. Oh yes I found out. I found that blonde Egyptian in bed with him. I almost laughed out loud at the irony of the situation. I had come over to see Malik, and ask him if he knew where Bakura had been lately. Turns out he did right? At least I went to the right person.

So I kicked him to the curb. Easier said then done right? Not when you know a certain pervious pharaoh. Yeah, I know pretty pathetic running to Yugi's Yami for help. But it worked, I can still hear him growling at me through the door. As I threw the millennium ring out the window, A long with his clothes. I hear Yami Yugi threatening to send him to the shadow realm. I hear the words of comfort Yugi whispered to me, patting my back.

Well now you know my pitiful excuse for a sob story. So stop bothering me! Right, I don't want you to... Uummm do remember where we were heading? Class right? AH yes. RRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNGGGG. A little late for class eh?

I'm about to run to my locker when I see my self proclaimed escorts coming. Honda and Jou. Yes, of course Yugi told them what happened. And they have insisted on taking me every where since the 'incident'. Their treating me like I'm incapable of crossing the street without getting hurt. I'm extremely touched by this sentiment, when I'm not overly annoyed and embarrassed by it, that is. "Yo Ryou," I wince. When Honda yells at me from across the long hall way. I put on a smile and wave at them. "I be there in just a moment" I call out. I turn around face to face with a certain blonde haired, lavender eyed boy. Life is so unfair.

************************************************************************ *I would like to offer my sincerest apology for my grammar. Need a beta reader please! I had one but for some reason my e-mails never seemed to get through to her. So if your interested e-mail yami_133@hotmail.com.

*Yeah I know Ryou a little out of character. But I'm pretending these are his inner thoughts. * sorry if the events are a little out of date, but I live in America and currently only speak a few words of Japanese.

* So um Please R&R, If you want me to continue.