B: I'm not one for involving my personal life with my fanfiction topics, but this seemed to be a good way to describe the Ryou/Bakura relationship…The beginning is very personal, and I don't fully understand what I felt as I went through it, so neither does Ryou, but that makes it much more….intriguing.
YamiB: for once, I have nothing to say, other than that Shane Reboulet better watch his back.
B: Yami! You do care!
YamiB: Don't get used to it.
B: -glares- I don't own --
YamiB: We know. Get on with it already.
Always and forever, Bakura.
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"Nothing's holding me back here, Ryou. I lost, in the most important battle." Ryou listened to his Yami's voice over the phone, tears sliding silently down his cheeks.' What about me, Bakura? Don't I mean anything?' Ryou thought. he slid down the wall, tears flowing freely, and, spoke, haltingly, "What about...what about me?" Bakura's voice sounded confused as he replied, "What do you mean, 'What about you'? You'd be the first to get rid of me." 'No, No I wouldn't. Bakura...' Ryou's thoughts were flying around his mind, but his voice wouldn't work. The things he wanted to say were not coming out. "Nothing to say? I knew it. I'm leaving. Tomorrow." And with that, the line went dead. The pain tore at Ryou's chest as he curled into a fetal position, the salty tears flowing into his mouth before dripping onto the floor. 'Bakura...I Don't mean anything to you? Please, don't leave.' He pleaded in his mind. Ryou got no sleep that night.
Flashback
"Malik, I'm done. You can't cheat on me, and expect me to stay with you. It's over." Bakura shouted, his eyes wet. "Fine, I never wanted you in the first place." Malik countered, grabbing hold of Marik's waist. Bakura turned away from the two boys, and sat with Ryou. "Can I sit here, Hikari? I need some company." Bakura asked the white haired tenshi. 'Of course, Bakura." Ryou replied, eyes shining. 'No, you can't have him, he told you he'd never want another, that his heart had been broken to many times for him to handle another person.' Ryou told himself weeks later as the two sat underneath a tree during recess. They didn't speak much, but they were there for company, and they didn't need to speak to understand. Or so Bakura thought. "Did you get my note?" Ryou asked him one day, as they sat. "What note?" Bakura replied. Ryou looked crestfallen. "Oh, it's nothing. Just some paper." Bakura nodded. If Ryou had said it wasn't important, then it wasn't. He didn't know how wrong he was.
In the morning, Ryou's eyes were dry. He was determined to find Bakura before he left. "Even if my Yami doesn't love me, I'll still carry him in my heart always." He told himself.
Ryou took the feelings he had when he'd first met Bakura and put them into a few sentences, and then, wrote down how he'd felt before when Bakura had told him that he was leaving. He sealed the short sentences into an envelope, and summoned the shadow realm around himself. It used to scare the boy, but at this moment in time, he was no longer afraid of what he Shadows can hold. He stepped forward, and into the dark. The Shadow's spit him out in the airport, on a seat nearby Bakura. Ryou's heart spasmed, and he found he couldn't move, tars were forming in his eyes from just seeing his beloved yami. He didn't bother to hold back his hurt. He walked up to the yami no tenshi and whispered, "Bakura?" Said spirit whirled around, and shouted, "Ryou, why the hell are you here? Come to say good riddance before I leave? I know you hate me, how could you not!" Ryou took a step back as a crowd began to gather. "No..." he breathed. "You aren't like that now. You've changed, I know you have." Bakura screamed, frustrated. "Ryou, look at you and tell me again you don't hate me!" he growled. Then Ryou took a step closer to Bakura, and whispered, "I'd never want to get rid of you, my beautiful yami-not-tenshi." Bakura paused in his ranting. "What?"
"I said, 'I'd never want to get rid of you'." Ryou said, smiling at his love. "Why would I do that? You of all people should know I'd never do that to you. Why would I have stuck around you after you're breakup with Malik?" He said loudly, tears forming in his bright green eyes. "Why would I have stayed with you when you needed a friend, unless I wanted you to stay?" He paused. "And why would I have fallen in love with you?" he said, softly. Bakura was still for a moment, and the crowd that had formed held it's breath. "Ryou, you love me?' Bakura breathed. "Always and forever, Bakura." Ryou whispered.
