So, I'm finally posting this one! :p

It's been a while, but I wanted to complete both 'Chasing the Light' and 'A far away Shine' on Freedom of Speech fanfiction, before starting on the new story.

So, welcome to Bakura's story! It's the first time that I write a story from a guy's point of view in this series, and I'm very much liking it. Bakura is fun! XD

I hope you'll enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, or any of the songs I use in this story.

Between Light and Darkness

Chapter 1

I found her in an alleyway. She was shivering from the cold, but she was asleep. She was young, maybe sixteen or seventeen. What was she doing out here, on the street? Her hair and face were dirty, not to mention her clothes. It was clear she didn't have a caring friend somewhere, who let her use their shower once in a while.

I remembered how Yami used to sneak into our house to take a shower. He didn't want my parents to know, afraid that they would take him to the police, or child services, or worse… to his mother.

I couldn't tell if the girl's hair was brown or black. There was little light in the alleyway. I sighed. I had to be crazy to even consider it. I crouched down to lift her up. The girl shifted and I looked down at her face. Her eyes fluttered open for a moment, giving me a glimpse of the most beautiful blue eyes I had ever seen.

"It's alright," I told her. "I'm going to take you to some place warm."

She leaned her head against my shoulder and shut her eyes again. I started walking. My apartment wasn't far away. I was glad I was wearing a beanie. I hoped that none would recognize me. I didn't want my friends to see pictures of me carrying a homeless girl around in some magazine. It was bad enough that those magazines published articles about Yami and Meca.

I reached my apartment and managed to open the door, without waking the girl. I walked inside, kicking the door shut with my foot. I lowered her down on the couch. In her sleep she shifted, getting more comfortable.

I took off my coat and tossed it into the hallway. I would hang it up later. I went into my bedroom to grab a change of clothes. That girl wasn't going to wake up anytime soon, so I might as well take a shower.

When I walked back into the living room, the girl was still asleep. I noticed that the light on my answering machine was blinking and I walked over, pushing the button.

"Hiya, 'kura!"

Her voice made me smile.

"I just wanted to let you know that I've come up with some music. I thought you might want to write the lyrics to it, so you wanna come over tomorrow? Call me, alright? Bye!"

I sighed. I should stop thinking about her in the way I did. I should forget about her and move on. She loved Yami too much to give him up. Yes, I'm in love with my friend's girlfriend. But I'm not the type to go and break them apart. Meca was happy with Yami.

Yami sometimes was a stupid idiot, who did stupid things. Like that time when he had signed our first record deal. I had been so angry with him for doing that to Meca. He had hurt her, and back then I hadn't been able to let that fact go. But Meca had forgiven him, and so did I. He was still my friend. I couldn't stay angry at him forever.

I reached for the phone. Work with Meca tomorrow. I hoped she wouldn't spray that mouthwatering perfume all over herself like last time. It had made me think of things I really shouldn't think about. I dialed the number and waited for her to pick up.

"Hello?"

"Hey, it's me," I said.

"You got my message?"

"Yeah… Tomorrow is fine."

"Great! Ah…" She was distracted for a moment, and I heard Yami ask her something about a notebook in the background.

"It's in the top drawer," I heard her say.

Her voice always changed when she talked to Yami. It always held a warm undertone that made my stomach flutter. Too bad she would never talk to me in that way.

"Sorry about that," she said. "Can you come over at… Let's say two?"

"Sure." I glanced over to the girl on the couch. She was still sleeping. "I'll be there."

"Alright! See you tomorrow then."

"Bye." I hung up.

So, what to do now?

I didn't want to turn on the TV, afraid I would wake the girl. I glanced at the notebook that lay open on the table. I had been playing around with some lyrics before going over to have dinner at Marik's place. I sat down at the table and pulled the notebook towards me. I read over the lyrics and sighed. I should ask Yami and Meca to take a look at them. I had hid some dead point, and no doubt, they could help me out.

I was curious about what music Meca had written.

My thoughts drifted back to the girl on the couch. I glanced over at her. Her hair was brown, I discovered. She would be pretty if she cleaned herself up. She had turned over on her side, her head resting on her arm. Her hair was a tangled mess that obscured a part of her face.

Who was she? How long had she been living on the streets and why, above all? I hadn't seen any flyers around town about a missing girl. She had to be from somewhere else then. She hadn't said anything at all when I had lifted her up. She had just gone back to sleep. Was she so naïve to trust me? I could have been a serial killer.

I snorted at my own thoughts. Right…

But she was naïve, alright. I wasn't the safest person to be around with my anger management problems. Kisara still avoided me after my little episode on tour, now almost two years ago. I had apologized to her, but she was still quick to hide behind Seto if I came too close for her liking.

The girl on the couch shifted and made a noise in the back of her throat. She turned over on her back, stretched, and then shot up into a sitting position. Her eyes were wide, frantically darting around the room. She was quick to get up.

I watched her calmly. She was frightened, and I thought it was best to stay where I was. She looked at me and froze. I slowly got up.

"So, you're awake," I said. "Do you want to take a shower?"

The girl backed up. She was quivering in fear and I wondered why. I hadn't done anything to her.

"You can stay here for a while, if you like," I offered. "It's cold inside."

She stopped moving. It seemed like she was considering my words. I hoped she would. Young girls like her shouldn't be out on the streets.

- End chapter 1 -

Next chapter should be up in a week or two. I'm doing my best to graduate, so school is my priority at the moment!

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