Hi again, Guardian Aeotos is in da house! I learned sign language today, and I figured ot how to swear! YAYAYAYAAAYYY!

I said I'm not adding more to 'Theft, Assault, Renewal', so I'll answer my reviews here. I got one praising one, and a request. Here's my answer to the praise one:

Kotori-chan: Yay, I'm glad you liked it, now I can submit it for the contest thing! Yes, Bakura is Ryou in this, and I'm sorry I can't keep going, but so far i have Does some mental math> three other fics to continue, plus alot of schoolwork. But the term's nearly over, so I can update quicker! Thankies!

Yeah, this is a darker fic, with most of the characters in it, plus some OCs.

Warning: This story contains OOC, OC and AU. I think. Bakura is waaaaayyy out of character, I think, and there is a bit of scary stuff. Not much though.

Ryou: Guardian Aeotos does not own YuGiOh! If she did, the world would be ending. But this is one jackal-youkai who doesn't own us. Phew.

Bakura: Am I nice in the story?

GA: Mebbe.

Malik: Muahahahahaha! I am not in this chappie!

GA: Don'tworry, you'll be in here eventually... hmm hmm hmm.. I'm humming Shout to the Lord, is catchy! Doo doo, shout to the lord for joy, all the earth!

Bakura, Ryou, Malik, Marik, Jonouchi: SHUT UP!

"Top story today, a strange epidemic appears to be sweeping through Domino City..."

The voice erupting from the speakers was drowned out by a howl of rage.

"Pharaoh! Get down here!" yelled the irate thief, shaking his white hair out of his face.

A grinning boy was hanging over the edge of the banister. His tri-coloured, hedgehog-esque hair waved as he taunted his rival.

"Why don't you make me, tomb robber?"

A blank look swept across the tomb robber's face, and his features softened. His red eyes turned chocolaty brown, and he smiled apologetically.

"Sorry Yami. Bakura's been cranky lately. He lost a bet to Jonouchi. It was only $10, but he's pissed off."

"No worry, Ryou," Yami said. "Yugi told me about that bet. Nearly died again laughing."

"Can I talk to Yugi?"

"Yep."

Yami's features blurred a bit, and his hair, eyes and overall height changed. He shrunk about an inch, and peered over the banister.

"They're impossible, aren't they?" he said. Ryou nodded.

"You try having an insane tomb robber in your head." the white-haired boy said, then he broke into a fit of coughing.

"Ryou? You okay?" asked Yugi, running down the stairs. He helped Ryou sit down, and got him a glass of water. When the other boy stopped coughing, he smiled.

"Yeah, I'm fine, Yug'. Just a cold or something." Ryou reassured the shorter boy.

Yami took over. "That's good. How's the tomb robber doing?"

"Still sulking, Yami. At least that's all, I hope." Ryou said, smiling ruefully.

/What, you don't trust me, yadonushi/

Nope, I don't.

At that, Bakura cut off the mind link.

"Ryou? Don't space out like that, it's creepy." said Yami, waving his hand in the teen's face.

"Oh, sorry Yami."

"Good. Now, Yugi has to go, we promised Jonouchi we'd be at his house in-" Yami checked his watch. "-15 minutes! Ra, we have to run! See ya, Ryou!" the 3000-year-old Pharaoh said, dashing out the door.

"Yeah, bye." called Ryou after him. Then he broke into another coughing fit. Bakura appeared in spirit form beside him, rubbing his back and sitting him on the sofa.

"You're not okay, are you, yadonushi."

"I told Yugi, I'm fine," argued Ryou. "It's just a cough."

"Mm-hmm, and I'm the tooth fairy."

"That's new." said Ryou sarcastically. Bakura hit him over the head with a pillow.

"Ryou!"

"What?"

"Go to bed, you look tired."

"No I'm not, I'm wide awake!" Ryou said, yawning.

"Yep, right. I'm your other self, and I can tell that you're tired."

"Alright, I'm tired. But us mortals have to eat, you know. I'm making dinner."

"Fine, I'll be in my soul room." Bakura said, fading away. Ryou felt him enter his soul, and he smiled. Pulling out a bowl and a packet of spaghetti, he grinned.

"Oh well, whatever's eating him can wait. I'm hungry."

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From the back of Ryou's mind, Bakura sat in his soul room, thinking. He had been doing so for a long time now. There was something strange going on, and he would figure out what. If it was affecting his host, it wouldn't be good.

Bakura: NOOOOOOO! I'm nice!

Ryou: I'm your host, bakamono

Bakura: Oh yeah...

GA: Anyway, I hope this chappie was okay, I wrote it in all of an hour.

Malik, Marik, Jonouchi: GA? Where's the Coke?

GA: In the fridge!

M, M, J: Thankies!

Ryou: Please, kind people, review, so we can buy more cola!