Hello guys! I'm here again with another story with Bakura and Ryou pairing. I know that I told someone that I would post sequel to "Angel of the night" in this month. I DIDN'T FORGET IT. Just changed my mind. The sequel exist I have it in my computer but I need to think about few chapters and this story is something I wanted to write for a very long time. So please forgive me.

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING and it pissing me off.

something – thinking

"something" - speaking

Chapter 1: The call

Bakura is right. I'm insane… Only thing about doing such a thing is crazy… But I can't help myself… There was a void since he left… It hurts so much… Is it truly so bad to want to stop the pain and feel happiness again? I was so happy back then. Bakura can't understand he didn't know me… He didn't know HIM. I met Bakura only a few months ago. He looked so familiar to me.

For some reason it hurt to see him. The wild white mane and the familiar brown eyes. But then there were differences. Bakura's hair is more spiked and his eyes are cold and narrow. He looks so angry most of the time. He is so confident and to be honest his personality sucks. But still, he was the only one I let in. Right inside my barriers and into my heart. I didn't tell him everything. I just couldn't do that. I know he wouldn't understand. But I'm glad he is here. I'm glad for his support.

Next to my laptop I was typing in my cell phone started to ring. I knew it was Bakura. Nobody else would call me. I didn't give this number to anybody else than Bakura. I guessed he was angry again. I didn't go home at six as I promised him, but I completely forgot. There was too much of work I still needed to do. I was almost done, though. I just wanted to be sure that everything was perfect.

I picked up the phone. I know he wouldn't stop ringing. I know him. "Hello, Bakura! What's the matter?" I answer into the phone. He is angry I know it.

"WHAT'S THE MATTER! Do you know what the fuck is time? IT'S FUCKING THREE AT THE MORNING!"

"Look, I'm sorry, Bakura. But I'm almost done for today. Half an hour and I will be on my way home, OK? I promise!"

"I fuck you stupid promises. I'm gonna pick you up. You have your fucking half an hour and then I will be there. If you will not be ready I'm gonna smash that cursed thing you are working on and find you a therapist!"

I sighed. He is really angry. He is always using such a language when he is angry. Sometimes I wonder if he doing this on purpose. He knows I don't like such manners. But than again, this was Bakura I was speaking with.

"Amane, you better be ready or I'm truly gonna kick your ass this time!"

"Sure, don't worry about it. I will be ready and waiting for you before the main entrance."

"You better be there!" I heard him to growl into the phone and hung up. In spite of myself I smiled. I still remember how hurt I was when saw him for the first time. That was over. Bakura truly wasn't like my dear brother Ryou. I almost started cry again at these thoughts. My precious little brother had an accident two years ago. But I knew the truth.

He was hurt on purpose. I knew that there was no proof for it. I knew all these results. I knew that they told me to stop think about it. And yes, I knew how pointless it is for me to dwell on it since then. But … I just couldn't. My beautiful brother who was so gentle and kind. He didn't deserve to be hurt like that. Not by the hand of the one who claim to love him. It didn't matter. I was gonna make the things right. I didn't care how immoral all of this was. I didn't care about consequences. All I cared about was how to bring my brother back to my life. And that was all I was working so hard in the last two years since I came into Domino city. I just wanted him and me to be a happy family again.

I know it doesn't look from this chapter for BxR paringand I apologize for it because it's so short. Just a prologue you can say.

Please read it and let me know if it's worth of continuing.

Murail