Hey! Here is chapter 4! I hope you like it! :D This one is based purely on Bakura. Enjoy ^^ Many thanks to Yami Bakura1988, sin-sin72, TimeAndRhythmDoesIndeedSleep, Frailty Abounds, sorecess of the nile and Shadow fairy princess for the reviews! I have enjoyed reading your reactions about Ryou's loss :)

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Yugioh or A Christmas Carol

WARNINGS: Shonenai and some language

Chapter 4

Bakura growled at the way his hikari had just treated him. He would pay for that later, Bakura decided. He didn't like the stupid holiday and yet, Ryou called him selfish? Bakura scoffed. He got to his room and was about to turn his handle when he saw a face. When Bakura examined it further, he leapt back in shock. He struggled to adjust for a moment and when he looked back at the door handle, the face was gone. Bakura let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding. Well, that was weird. He just thought he saw his old self on the door handle and if he was a little honest with himself, it just surprised him. But when he looked again, it wasn't there, so it must have been a trick of the light, after all; he did look a bit like his old self, just without the scar, tan and short hair, which had grown long and wild; courtesy of Ryou being his reincarnation. He went inside his bedroom and laid there cursing himself for his stupid hallucinations. He laid there for a while grumbling how Christmas is stupid and that Ryou was stupid in liking the stupid holiday. Bakura growled and continued lying there cursing everything to do with Christmas.

Next thing Bakura noticed was that his room was eerily quiet. He growled to himself and looked around. When he saw nothing, he picked up his dagger, got up and looked around, under his bed, his desk, in his wardrobe. There was nothing there, Bakura frowned, this annoying holiday has finally made him go insane, he decided. He needed a drink. But before he even got to the door, a voice mocked.

"Leaving so soon?" Bakura turned around sharply and almost yelled out. There stood by the wardrobe was what looked like a ghost and he looked like his old Egyptian self. He was known as the Thief King Akefia then. He was wrapped in what looked like heavy iron chains.

"Okay, what the fuck is going on here? Is this fucking Yami's doing? Or is this a prank from Marik?" Bakura asked menacingly, his eyes narrowing. Akefia smirked.

"Always such a pessimist, I suppose I'm to blame for that." The spirit didn't even bother to try and dodge as a knife went right through him. Bakura's eyes went wide as the Thief King smirked smugly.

"What the fuck do you want then?" Thief King's smirk grew.

"Why I'm here to tell you that when you die you'll be as I am, stuck on these chains to pay for being a cruel, selfish bastard." Bakura growled. What was it with people calling him selfish today? And what does he mean die?

"I am NOT selfish!" Bakura roared

"It appears I touched a nerve there." Bakura growled again. He was getting angrier and angrier by the minute.

"Get the fuck out of my room and my house!" Akefia's smirk faded, his patience was running thin.

"Don't get so touchy with me. I'm here to help believe it or not and I don't have much time." Bakura rolled his eyes; yeah he doubted that he wanted to help him. If he remembered right, when he was like that, he didn't want to help anyone but himself.

"You will get three visits tonight, from three different spirits. You must change your ways Bakura or you will end up like me, trapped and alone in these chains for all time." Bakura's eyes widened slightly, but his face remained a perfect mask. Then he started laughing.

"What?" The Thief King asked, starting to get seriously annoyed.

"You. Expect. Me. To. Believe. That. Three. Spirits. Will. Come. And. Make. Me. Change?" Bakura wheezed through his laughing. The Thief King frowned. He knew he was bad in his future self, but he literally had no morals at all. At least what he did was for the people of Kul Elna and his parents, but this man did it out of spite and pure evil. He shook his head, feeling sorry for the poor soul who has to live with him.

"Poor Ryou." Bakura shut up at the name of his hikari.

"Why poor him? He's happy! With this stupid Christmas going on and… well with pretty much everything."

"All is not what it seems Bakura." Bakura narrowed his eyes.

"What's that supposed to mean?" The Thief King shrugged.

"Nothing, I'm sure you will understand later on tonight." And with that the Thief King started fading away.

"Wait! Where are you going?" Bakura asked, before he could stop himself.

"Back in the shadows, remember that you will have three visits later on tonight. At the first hour of the new day goodbye Bakura." With that he was gone.

Bakura stared at the spot where his previous self had just vanished. Great. Just fucking great, what the hell just happened? This is all Ryou's fault! Damn him. Then a thought got him laughing. He needs to change? Yeah right! He's perfectly fine. It's the rest of the world that needs to change! All their optimism for Christmas and how it's all about goodwill blah blah blah! HA! Those fools don't know that evil doesn't stop no matter what day it is and that after Christmas everyone will go back to not caring about you! It was such a pointless holiday Bakura growled as he tried to go back to sleep.

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Sleeping wasn't working. Maybe he did hallucinate after all. Bakura groaned as he realised his throat was dry. He went downstairs and got a drink, once he got into the kitchen and gulped some water down and then realised that Ryou wasn't back yet. He looked at the clock and frowned when it read 10:30pm. It was unusually like Ryou to be out so late still. Bakura sighed. What Ryou did was his business, it's not like he cares right? No, he didn't he decided. Growling to himself at his moment of weakness, which he blames that hallucination from earlier, he went back upstairs, back into the familiarity of his room, laid down on his bed fully dressed and then tried to go back to sleep.

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