Dear Diary,

He's done it again. It's been so long since he's beaten me I had almost forgotten he ever had, almost. I don't know what I did, he wouldn't tell me. All he would say is how weak and pathetic I am, and how he wished he didn't have me as a Hikari.

I know I'm weak Bakura; you've made sure I will never forget. Just like you've made sure I'll never forget what my blood looks like, or how my screams sound. You tell me I'm weak because I can never stand up for myself, and you're right. Mostly. I can stand up for myself, but not around you. I'm weak around you Bakura. You scare me, when I see that you're angry I'm terrified because I know what you'll do to me.

But that's not why I'm weak.

I'm weak because I can never tell you; tell you how much I love you. How would you react? Would you be disgusted with me? Beat me? ... Leave me? I hope not, oh gods I hope not. I could live with the beatings, they don't bother me, it's the only time you seem to take any interest in me. Just please don't leave. I couldn't take it if you left me. I don't know what I'd do. I'm pathetic.

See, you're right again, Bakura.

I'm weak and pathetic. I hate it when you yell at me, beat me, but I couldn't take it if you left me.

What does that make me? A masochist? I suppose so.

I can hear the TV playing down stairs; have you've forgotten about me already? Do I really mean nothing to you? Am I just something you can hurt then leave bleeding on the floor; to be stepped on when you need to feel superior?

If so, then why do you stay?

When you got your own body you could have left me, but you stayed. Why? I don't understand you 'Kura. But I can guess why you stayed- I'm easy to hurt. That's it isn't it? You just like to see me in pain.

Then leave. If you really want to hurt me then leave. Leave and never come back. We'll see how long I can last without you. Probably not much longer than I will if you stay. I'm surprised I can still move after that last beating.

If you keep it up then I'll be dead within the week.

You want me dead don't you? Then kill me; I won't stop you. Sometimes I want to die, but I'm to scared to take my own life. Yes, I'm a coward. I want to die to get away from you, but I can't die because I love you. See the problem?

This is what you do to me Bakura, you beak me apart and leave me to pick up the pieces alone in the dark; you know I'll always come back. No matter how badly you hurt me, break my heart, and leave me broken I'll always come back. Why?

Because I love you.