Alright so I should have mentioned this earlier but this takes place during Battle City and Battle City Finals. Sometime between to two events. You can decide for yourselves when exactly. So here's chapter 2 sorry for any OCCness.

Cruel laughter filled Ryou's head making him jump and spill his tea.

"Spirit...?" he asked nervously wondering what he wanted now. Surely he would let Ryou remain in control to at least get ready wouldn't he? He usually did...

"Ah I never tire of having that dream. Don't you master?" Bakura said mockingly. Ryou shivered.

"Did you make me have that dream?" he asked uncertainly.

"A dream? Dear me master I thought that was a memory was it not? You've been so down lately. I thought I would try and cheer you up by showing you some happier times. I must have... showed you the wrong one." Bakura said slyly, acting as if it was an honest mistake. Of course it wasn't though. Ryou knew better then to believe that. Bakura didn't care about Ryou's happiness only his own need for complete control. And Ryou was a fighter, resisting until the bitter end. Bakura intended to break him, so that he was just a soul locked away and forgotten in the dark. Much like how Malik was for most of his life. Aware of what was going on but unable to do anything to stop it until it was to late. Just a weak, expendable tool to something that was far more powerful.

"Well master are we just going to stand here all day? Come now we have things to do, people to see, plans to make. And we must at least be presentable so go get ready now. Unless... you have something you want to talk about?"

The voice asked startling Ryou out of his thoughts. Nervously he headed to his bedroom to get some clean clothes. Whenever the spirit asked him to talk it never ended well for him. He learned the hard way that Bakura didn't intent to listen to what he had to say. It was honestly better just to do what he wanted.

"Good boy." Bakura praised like he was some kind of dog. Perhaps... Ryou was running out of fight after all.

"So Marik we know how we're going to defeat the Pharaoh but have you thought about how we are going to make sure that he never comes back again? Will sending him to the Shadow Realm really hold him forever? He is a powerful spirit after all there is a chance he could come back." Bakura asked impatiently. The Egyptian glared at him spitefully.

"I thought I told you I would handle him."

"Yes, but I don't want to take the chance of him coming back. I have big plans that don't need to be interrupted by powerful spirits that could ruin everything."

And so the argument went between the two spirits but Ryou didn't care anymore. He had been listening for awhile from his soul room but this same exchange had been going on for awhile now. Plus there wasn't anything he could do anyway. But sitting in his soul room for hours was agonizing. It only reminded him of how alone he really was in the world and after this morning he didn't feel like he could handle it today. Bakura was busy so... why not wonder his soul room for awhile? Getting up he walked over to the door leading into his counterparts room. Opening the door a crack he peaked into the hallway that lead to the room. Usually there was only two doors but he was surprised when he saw three.

"Where did this come from...?" he asked aloud even though he had no company. Curiosity overwhelmed him and he sneaked a peak inside. Inside was a cavern, dark with torches lining the wall. The ground was covered in sand and the walls had ancient symbols carved into the stone. It looked exactly what one would expect a tomb to look like. Stepping into the ancient hallways he began to wonder. Eventually the halls widened out into a room. Ryou was startled but not surprised to see a person in here, he had half been looking for someone, but he was surprised about what the person was doing. Ryou had figured out at this point that there caverns was a soul room and he knew that you can't sleep in soul rooms. Only the physical body needs sleep so therefor only the one in control of the body can sleep. So then how was this person sleeping? Hesitantly walking over he bent down next to the sleeping person.

"Hey are you ok? Come on wake up." he said shaking the person's shoulder. The person groaned slightly and slowly opened his eyes.

"Huh? What? Whats going on" he asked disoriented and confused.

"Hey are you ok?" Ryou asked flustered.

"Who are you" The person, an Egyptian boy around his age, asked.

"My name is Ryou. How were you sleeping in your soul room?" Ryou asked straight to the point.

"I... was sleeping? How... Ugh. I don't remember much at all. It's all a blur." he mumrered.

"Ok... then start out slow. Who are you?"

"My name is Marik."

I'm not really sure if that's how things really work but whatever. I kinda like it. R and R please!