I ran, wind bursting my eyes as I tried to get away. He fallowed after me in quick footsteps, matching mine. I felt tears roll down my cold cheeks, freezing in the winter air. My attacker chuckled deeply as he felt my fear from the link we shared. I whimpered as I fell over some rocks, the world growing dark as I lost consents.

I woke up with a splash of water on my head.

"Get up," Bakura said non-to-friendly. I shivered as the water seeped through my clothes, onto my pale skin. Bakura had already gone, probily to the couch he had claimed as his. I took off the now watered clothes and through them across the room into the hamper. It made it in with a whoosh. I got up and checked my clock. 5 AM on a Saturday. Great. That's just what I needed. Less sleep. I made my way to my dresser where fresh clothes were laid neatly out. I picked out my blue polo and a random pair of jeans, slipping them on. I made an effort to dry my pale chest before slipping on my shirt. My mind went back to my dream. Was that man really Bakura?

I made my way to the kitchen, surprised to see Bakura cooking. He flipped some eggs on his skillet, softly humming to himself. I smile and sat at the counter, enjoying the sight of Bakura singing while cooking.

"Are you watching to creep me out?" His darken tone rang out. I shook my head, but smiled. He sighed with a lose of hope and served me a plate of his now-cooked eggs. I took it and slowly started to cut the eggs. He took his turn to watch me now as I ate.

"So do you like?" He asked me. I nodded, savoring the peppery and salty eggs. Bakura chuckled. No, he couldn't be the one from my dreams. Then who? I shook it off and continued to eat. I flinched as Bakura stroked my cheek , only to find him taking some run-away yoke off.

"Why are you so jumpy Ryou?" his voice has a swirl of hurt and worried, "Was it Yuggi? Atem?" I shook my head the each name. "Ok, Tea, Joey, Tristan, Marik, Melvin." All noes to. Bakura sighed. "Alright then, hey, can you go to the market? we seem to have ran out of milk and eggs..." I nodded and picked up my house keys. Bakura gave me a kiss good bye then i left, letting Bakura lock the door after me.

I had all I bought in one bag. I had left time slip, so it was now dark. The snow crunched under my feet, and i huddled more into my jacket. I was only half way to my house when I heard another set of feet walking on the crisp snow. I turned around to see a figure much like Bakura, maybe abit taller and more muscles.

"Hey! You there!" He called to me. I stopped. I saw a gleam of a silver bladed knife reflect the moon light off. I panicked. What if he knew Bakura? Bakura didn't have a good reputation with people! What if he wanted to get back at Bakura at something Bakura did to him?

I ran. Cold wind wiped and pinched my cheeks as the man behind shouted something. Just like my dream. The thought kept crossing my mind. I felt alone, afraid. The man behind me had matched my step, chuckling as he could see, no feel my fear. My vision was blurred as tears ran down my cheeks. I didn't see the group of rocks ahead of me, I tripped, my head crashing onto different stones, the world growing black.

I awoke with a throb of my head. I felt a warm dampened cloth move away from the pain.

"Are you alright kid?" A tanned man with a beige scar down his right eye holding a rag with blood on asked. Wait, no, that was MY blood on the rag. The tanned man took another rag from a bowl of warm water. He rung it out of excess water and set it on my head where the old one was before. I noticed something. This was MY house. My bed, my walls, my room!

"H-How'd you get in here?" I asked weakly, now realizing his build and his voice was the man from last night. Did a day really go by? He smiled weakly. Bakura was resting on the door frame to my room. He looked horrible, like he hadn't shaved for days. But how? I just went outside to get the grocery, how can he have stumble already? I left just a few hours ago. Or was it a day ago? I felt confused, my head now throbbing of a head ache.

"Hey Ryou," he smiled weekly. I could see pain in and weariness in his eyes.

"Bakura, who is he and how'd he get in our house?" My weak voice filled the quite room.

OK END OF THIS CHAPTER

so, this is my first fanfic, so i would like some reviews. I cant say i am proud of it, and i have written better stories. So yeah, you like it? please tell me what i can do better~

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