A/N-HA! SEQUEL!

Chapter 1

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,

I wear my crown of thorns and pull the knife out my chest.

I keep searching for something that I never seem to find.

But maybe I won't, because I left it all behind.

Now I'm stuck with this, and that'll never change

Always a part of me, until the very last day.

"It was that dream again..."

Marik watches helplessly through the window between the depths of his mind and reality as Bakura pulls the other Marik, Yami Marik, into a tight embrace.

"It's okay," Bakura whispers in Marik's ear.

Marik feels a tear roll down his cheek. Why couldn't Bakura tell that this wasn't his hanzai pureshasue? Did he really believe this amnesia act? Marik lets out an anguished cry before walking away from the window and to the other side of his container. He looks down to where a copy of the millennium ring rests on his chest. This stupid thing is why he was bound here.

Marik grasps the ring and tries desperately to rip it off, but as usual, he does not succeed. He let's a growl rip through him and out into his confined space. Why the hell did his Yami have to take his body once more? How the hell did he escape the shadow realm, for that matter?

Marik sits against a wall and faces the images in the window once more, pulling his knees up to his chest to give him a smaller appearance. He watches as HIS Bakura soothes the imposter. "Bakura, why can't you hear my calls? Why can't you tell that isn't your Hanzai?" Marik asks aloud, before crying into his knees.

Bakura knew something was off with his lover. His amnesia seems to kick in at the most inconvenient, depending on how you look at it, times. But, Marik had died. Something would be a little off with Bakura, too, if he had died.

Bakura sighs as he hears light snorts come from the blond in his arms. He gently sets Marik back down on the bed before exiting the room. He heads downstairs and goes straight to their 'study' where the computer was kept. He opened a folder on the desktop labeled, 'Love You,' and began looking through the photos inside.

The first one was of Marik after Bakura's little hose incident. He had a towel draped around his neck, and a smile draped across his face. He appeared to be lunging at the camera, trying to snatch it from the holder. His purple sleeveless, crop top was soaking wet, along with his purple and black plaid shorts.

The next was from Bakura's birthday party. In it was Marik, who was sneaking up behind Bakura, a piece of cake in his hand. The unsuspecting albino was currently scowling at a present he had been handed by the Pharaoh. Bakura remembers when Marik had shoved the cake in his face, then flips to the next picture. In this one, Marik and Bakura were kissing, cake and frosting being transferred from Bakura's face to Marik's. The image makes him laugh, something he hadn't done since Marik's 'incident'.

The boy just wasn't the same.

He opens the door, stepping into the soul room of his weaker self. He finds the boy curled up in a ball against the wall, crying his eyes out. He just rolls his eyes as he goes over and kicks the boy. "Get over it!" He yells, looming over the boy. "This is what you get!"

The boy only sobs louder in reply, before finally speaking. "I will get out of here. You just w-wait."

Yami Marik rolls his eyes again, "Really? And how do you plan that, hikari?"

Marik is stuck. It has been three months and he has yet to find a way out. Maybe his yami is right, he can't help but think that this is how it's going to be. For forever.

"Bakura," Marik whispers through tears as his yami exits his soul room, and locks it once again. "Can you hear me? You are my yami, the dark necessary for me to live; not that ass. That will never change. Please, try and listen."

A/N-SO SAD! And short!

Kevyn: You wrote it, so why the hell are you crying?

Me: Because I didn't even plan on making this plot twist originally. After I started typing, it just kinda happened!

Kevyn: Wow... Well, If you all will excuse us, I'm going to attempt to calm mags down long enough for her to finish typing chapter two. In the mean time, REVIEW!