A/N: Hey. I'm alive and I'm back with another fic. How will this story turn out? How knows and I'm not giving it away either.MWUHHHAAAAA! Anyway, Now here's Marik, Ryou, Malik, and Bakura wih the disclamier.

Ryou::Waves at reader: Hey::smiles: DeathAngl52 does not own any of the Yu-Gi-Oh Characters

Malik: or the show

Bakura: Even though she wishes she did

DeathAngl52: Hey! That was rude. True, but still rude. You big meanie

Ryou: Hey don't make fun of my Yami

Bakura: Shut up Baka

Marik: Hey! Don't call my Ryou a Baka. I mean Ryou a baka. :slaps forehead:

Ryou: What do you mean yours

Marik: I didn't mean to say that

Bakura: Back off Marik. Don't mess with my Hikari

Ryou: I'm not yours

Bakura: Yeah you are

Ryou::Crosses arms and pouts: I am not, I don't belong to anyone, but myself

Bakura::smirks at Ryou's actions: You are too

Marik: He looks cute when he pouts

Bakura: What did you just say

Marik::smiles sweetly: Um...nothing:: Runs and hides behind Malik:

Malik:: Pushs Marik out from behind him: Before they kill eachother on with the fic

WARNING: Not to much of dioluge, Flash Backs, some sweraing(not much) OOC-ness and spelling mistakes,please forgive me. My computer dosen't have spell check, 'cause my computer's still getting fixed.

$$$$$$$$Dreams Do Come True$$$Chapter One$$$$$$$$

He stared at the secenrey around his house. A big blue sky filled with big fluffy white clouds, that formed shapes of random things. Pure green grass mixed with bits of yellow and brown.

Ryou Bakura was laying on the ground in his huge backyard, staring up at the sky. He had his arms placed behind his head, making him comfortable. He lived by himself, except for the five thousand-year-old tomb robber, that shared his house with him.

Bakura was sometimes known as the tomb robber. Back in Egypt he used to steal from people's houses and even robbed the Pharoah once or twice. (I know, short paragraphs)

Ryou met Bakura when his father went to Egypt a long time ago. Ryou was about eight or nine and he remembered recieving the Millinium Ring for his birthday that year. It wasn't very often that Ryou's dad came home for his birthday or at all.

((((((FLASH BACK)))))

"Happy Birthday, Ryou." Said Ryou's father. His dad handed him a round object wrapped in multi shades of blue hues, his favorite color. Ryou took the object into his small white hands and smiled up at his father.

"Thanks Dad." Said Ryou, jumping off his seat on the nearby chair and giving his father a huge hug.

"Sorry it's late. I got it in Egypt and I thought you'd like it." Ryou pulled away from the hug stil smiling, and opened his present. He had to hold in a gasp when he saw what it really was.

(((((END OF FLASH BACK)))

Ryou remembered looking down at the golden round object in his hands. There were golden balls attached to the circle and triangle things coming off the balls. A golden eyes was in the middle of the circle. His father told him that it was real gold, which it was. Ryou smiled at the memory.

He missed his father, mother and sister a lot. His mother and sister were killed together in a carcrash. A drunk driver ran a red light and banged right into the car, leaving only Ryou and his dad. Then his dad died four years ago, leaving him without a family. Ryou's father died in a plane crash on his way to Egypt when Ryou was thriteen.

"Ryou?"Asked a voice. Ryou turned his head to see who was talking to him. A blonde haired teen stood there staring at him. Ryou jumped up, an even bigger smile appearing across his face.

"Hey Malik." Said Ryou happily.

"Hey. I came to see Bakura. Is here around?" Questioned Malik. Ryou shook his head.

"No. He left a while ago to go talk to Marik." Answered Ryou. "Why?"

"I just needed to talk him about something really urgent and important."

"Really? What about?" Asked Ryou, courious about what his best friend and secret lover had to say to his Yami.

"I don't know if I should tell you or not."

"You don't trust me." Ryou was hurt, Malik didn't trust him.

"No that's not it. Fine, but you've got to promise not to tell anyone or think that I'm weird and crazy." Said Malik giving up. He knew that Ryou would keep asking him about it and keep pestering him until he told him what it was.

"I promise." Ryou said, happy that his friend was going to tell him the secret.

"I like him, alright?" Said Malik, Ryou's smile disapeared and he was silent. He was crushed at what Malik had just said. Had he said that he like Bakura? Bakura? As in the evil phycopath, five thousand-year-old spirit, tomb robber, Bakura?

"You have got to be kindding me." Ryou said out loud.

"No." Said Malik. Ryou turned around and ran into the house. He slipped on his shoes and ran out onto the streets. He had no idea where he was going, but all he knew was that he wanted to get away. Away from Malik, away from Bakura and away from life. Malik was suppose to like him. Him, and only him. Not Bakura.

Ryou liked Bakura secretly for a while. He never planned or wanted to tell him. He knew that his Yami liked Marik and liked Malik for awhile and still did. he just never thought that the blonde liked or ever would like him back. Ryou then banged into one person he didn't want to see at all. No othe than...Bakura.

"Hey Ryou." Greeted Bakura.

"Get out of my way asshole." Ryou said harshly. Ryou walked away, to out of breath to run, some tears escaping. He hadn't gotten very far before his Yami hd grabbed his hand and pulled him back towards him. Ryou tried his hardest to get away from his Yami, but the spirit was too strong.

"Let me go!" Shouted Ryou. Bakura didn't loosin his grip, but instead wrapped his white arms around his hikari.

"What's wrong?" Asked Bakura, wondering what was causing his light to cry. (I know, I know. Bakura usally is mean, but I didn't want him to be. So he's nice.

Bakura: What! Nice. That's not in my vocabualry at all!

DeathAngl52: All Well! Shut up or don't be in it at all, Bakura::He instinetlly(I know it's not spelled right) shut up: There. On with the story.

Malik: It wouldn't be a story without Bakura in it

Me: SHUT UP!)

"I don't want to talk to you ringht now, Bakura!" Ryou was still shouting. He struggled against his darker half's grip. "Let me go!" Ryou kept struggling, but Bakura didn't let him go. Ryou soon stopped trying to fight him and started to cry.

"What's wrong, Ryou? Don't tell me nothing. 'Cause you wouldn't be crying over nothing. Something going on and I want to know what it is, Ryou." Said Bakura.

"Malik...Malik dosen't..."

((((END OF CHAPTER))))

A/N: Well, that's the end of this chapter people. I don't want our four favorite boys talking during this Aouther's Note, so none of them are. So 'till next chapter. Review, please. Pretty Please? Hug from Malik and Bakura for whoever does.