"Ryou?" Marik asked looking intio a bright light. "Is that you?" No answer. The light started to fade as the blonde ran toward it. "Ryou!" He cried, though there was no one there to listen. The light flashed, and suddenly he was in his dimly lit bedroom, facing the door. He heard someones heavy breathing behind him. "Bakura... quit playing around. You're just trying to scare me aren't you? He asked childishly, turning around.

His violet eyes flashed with anger and despair at the scene before him. He wanted to scream, but the sound caught in his breathless throat. "Mar...iku..." Ryou's small, quiet voice whispered shakily. Marik still could not speak. Burning tears of rage and sadness welled up in his deep, violet eyes.

"Quiet young angel..."a dark voice purred in Ryou's ear. The knife against the albino's neck glinting in the dull reddish light.

Marik felt for the dagger in his back pocket. "Don't move blondie..." the intruder growled. Ryou whined as the silver blonde pressed deeper into his lily white flesh. Marik growled slightly at the dark figure standing behind his beloved angel, Ryou...

"Careful there, blondie...you wouldn't want this knife to slip now would you?"The sinister voice growled triumphantly. Marik thought that over in his mind for a minute before biting back his retort. All he wanted was for Ryou to be safe and away from the perpetual danger. A sudden cry emitted from the pale boy's throat as the knife sliced deeper into his neck.

"You leave him alone!" Marik forced his voice to finally work, yelling at the stranger.

The darker man smirked evilly at Marik. "Alright then... If you insist..." He slashed the knife hard on the younger boy's throat... Ryou screamed out in agony before clasping his neck. Marik's eyes widened in fear, at the sight of his love being killed right before his eyes... The stranger whispered in Marik's ear. "Good-bye blondie... I hope to see you again soon..." Then he disappeared, vanished right in front of the now paling Egyptian's face...

Marik ran to his lover's side... "Ry...Ryou?" he studdered, grasping onto Ryou's silvery hair. Ryou opened his chocolate eyes.

He looked up into Marik's violet eyes weakly... "Riku... I... I wanted... to say that... I...I love you... and always will..." His normally soft, sweet voice was now strained and cracked... Tears flowed from Marik's violet eyes, now dark and clouded in anguish...

"Marik! Wake up!" Bakura shaked him violently... Marik woke up in a jolt, sweating heavily and crying... "You alright?" Bakura asked him, a worried tone in his voice. Marik sat up next to Bakura. He nodded slightly, his eyes still widened in terror. "You were screaming... Are you sure you're alright?" Bakura asked worriedly.

Marik looked sadly into his friends eyes... "I dreamed it again... Ryou's death... I dreamed it again!" He cried. Bakura wrapped his arms around the sobbing boy, who was now shaking violently from the ferocity of the tears.

"It isn't your fault, Marik... You know that right?" Bakura asked gently. Marik pushed him away and lay back down, burying his face ib his pillow... Bakura leaned down and kissed the crying boy's soggy cheek. Then he got up and walked out of the bedroom...

"I'm telling ya Kel, his dreams are getting worse... oh...gotta go! He's coming down the stairs. Talk to ya later!" The white haired theif hung up the phone and stood as Marik came downstairs yawning... "Hey kid. How's it going? Sleep well?"

Marik stared at him in disbelief and shook his blonde locks as he walked into the kitchen... Bakura decided to follow him... (because he had nothing better to do). Marik sat at the table with his head down... He had tears falling quietly downs his tanned cheeks... "It's been one year... one year Kura... and I can still feel the last kiss he ever gave me... I can still hear his quiet voice whispering sweet nothings into my ear... And honestly... It scares me..."

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