"I sure hope this plan of mine works…..cause if it doesn't Marik will be in great danger." Bakura mumbled to himself while curiously watching the young boy awake with a jolt.

I wish I could just talk to him when he's awake…..then I wouldn't have to guess if he got my message or not. Who knew it was so hard for spirits to infiltrate dreams? I mean seriously…..I've been trying to talk to him for a few weeks now. I was starting to get a little concerned…he was seriously getting too depressed. If I wasn't able to get through to him tonight I don't know what would've happened. I can see that Zorc has already been manipulating this environment and the people within to shun Marik. He thinks he can make him so depressed that I won't be able to make a difference. Oh Zorc, you'll have to be better than that to make me lose this game. I will save Marik.

Marik looked around his shabby stone room. He could have sworn that something was off about it. Yesterday his room seemed unforgiving and lonely. But today it seemed more comfortable and welcoming.

"That was one hell of a dream. It seemed so real. It was nice to be able to talk to Bakura again, even if it was just a dream. He was so funny looking with those ridiculous glasses on." Marik laughed as the image of Bakura with glasses came to mind.

"YEA LAUGH ALL YOU WANT...….JUST REMEMBER THIS WHEN YOU FIGURE OUT THAT I'M SAVING YOUR LIFE YOU IDIOT." Bakura bellowed now standing right in front of the blonde, who was still in a giggling fit.

Bakura twitched his right eyebrow as he remembered that Marik could not hear him.

Bakura just stood there for a moment and regained his composure. He watched as the boy's onslaught of laughter was coming to an end. Light tears of joy leaking from his lavender eyes.

"Damn Idiot, I just can't stay mad at him when he's happy. I guess it's better than him being sad." Bakura smiled.

"What else was Bakura going on about?" Marik thought aloud.

Bakura watched the boy closely to see if he had remembered what he had suggested him to do.

"Something about exploring…hmmmm….What did he tell me to explore?" the young Egyptian scratched his head as he tried to remember.

"Come on, Remember…." Bakura whispered.

"Right….The tunnels…..something interesting in the tunnels. But why should it matter it was just a dream anyway. Bakura is long gone by now, probably sealed away somewhere." Marik shook his head in defeat as he remembered that little detail. It wasn't going to be like the Battle City days and there was nothing he could do about it.

"DAMN IT, DAMN IT ALL TO RA IN A HANDBASKET." Bakura yelled as he threw his fists at the stone wall beside him. The pale boy turned around to look at the boy still sitting on his bed without a clue that he even existed. Suddenly another wave of rage swept through the white haired boy as he ran full throttle at the unsuspecting boy ready to tackle and beat the living daylights out of him. "I'M REAL DAMMIT." He yelled as he closed his eyes and jumped.

"Huh?" Marik grunted as he felt himself being pushed just slightly.

This feeling….it felt like somebody pushed me. What is this? I feel anger and pain that is not my own. This presence…that push….. It feels familiar….it reminds me of….

"Bakura…." Marik whispered as his mind caught up with him.

Bakura twitched as he heard his name. He slowly opened his eyes to see that he had in fact tackled Marik to where he was now leaning back slightly against the wall. He also suddenly became fully aware that he was now face to face with him. Dark brown looked into unknowing amethyst. Bakura turned three shades of pink as he moved off of the boy to sit beside him.

Marik stayed still for a moment before sitting upright again.

"That…energy….that felt like Bakura." Marik mumbled

He felt that…Let me see if he can feel this…. Bakura thought as he brought his hand to touch Marik's shoulder.

Upon contact, Marik put his hand right on top of where Bakura's hand was.

"Interesting….it seems you can feel me…this could be useful." The pale boy spoke as he watched the sixteen year old curiously.

"Bakura…is that you?" Marik asked with searching eyes.

At this Bakura nodded and moved his other hand on top of Marik's.

"So you were talking to me….so that means that what you said earlier….." Marik gasped as he was grabbed by the wrist.

Before he knew it he was being dragged throughout rooms and corridors into the restricted section of the tomb keepers living quarters.

"The Restricted Section, I've never been in here before."

Bakura nodded as he dragged Marik into a giant room that was nearly filled to the brim with sand and ruins.

"Is this where I'm supposed to be exploring? There's nothing in there but a deathtrap waiting to happen."

Bakura rolled his eyes at this and pushed Marik into the sand.

"Start digging Marik…..The Sands of Time could be running out." Bakura said as he floated out of the tunnels and into the sky. There was a game to be had and he had to see what Zorc had in store now that he had gotten through to Marik.

Marik: Why'd you push me for?

Bakura: No reason...I have otherworldly ghost things to take care off.

Marik: Like What?

Bakura: You'll see soon enough Marik.

ShadowGUN101: Right so please Read and Review. ^^

Yea I know its shorter than the last...hopefully the next chapter will be a little longer. ^^"