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Stalker's Notes: Hello everyone. I am back with another chapter of Insanity! I want to thank everyone for being so patient with me. I am hoping that this chapter will make up for my absence. I am working on my other stories right now. So, look out for them!

Thank you for the support for the story so far! It makes me smile.


Chapter 4

Affection

You gave me a reason to live in an "eternity" of captivity

The atmosphere in the room was suffocating Bakura slowly. The psychology student could feel small beads of sweat slowly form on his forehead while his his ward stared at him with darkened eyes.

"I am glad that you came," Ryou said with a laugh while brushing back his white hair, his eyes never leaving Bakura's.

"Yeah, well, Ishizu made me. So don't feel special or anything like that." Bakura said while folding his arms over his chest. "Are you feeling okay?"

"Never better." Ryou chirped a moment later before pushing himself off of his white bed and slowly making his way over to his student caregiver. He smiled softly when he noticed Bakura pressed himself against the cold door, trying his best to avoid the pale hand that now rested on his shoulder.

"I should be asking you the same thing," Ryou said with a tilt of his head, his hand slowly running from Bakura's shoulder to rest against the base of the student's neck.

Slowly, Ryou ran his index against the others neck and giggled when he heard a growl. "No need to get mad, Bakura-kun." Ryou muttered, pressing himself against Bakura, his face burying into Bakura's stained shirt until his mouth was pressed against the gauze that the institute's nurse had applied and kissed it softly. "I merely want to thank you for saving me..."

Pale fingers left the neck to dance down a strong muscled chest. "Do you not want that?" Ryou whispered, his lips brushing against Bakura's ear. Bakura couldn't move when he felt the breath of Ryou's whisper brush against his ear. He felt his knees buckle when he felt Ryou's fingers dance their way across his chest. While alarms went off his head, Bakura's body wouldn't even respond.

'Come on,' Bakura's mind screamed.'Are you going to let him MOLEST you?'

"Get...get off me!" Bakura yelled, pushing Ryou away and watching as Ryou fell to the floor with a thud.

"Fuck," Ryou hissed. "That hurt."

"How...dare you..." Bakura growled, his hands clenching at his side while he watched Ryou hold onto his arm as he stood to his feet.

"How dare I what?" Ryou asked with a snort and a roll of the eyes. "I was merely thanking you-"

"I am not fucking gay!" Bakura yelled. "You're my fucking charge! That's disgusting!"

Ryou bristled. "Disgusting? You seemed to like what I was doing to you, so rethink that for me won't you?" Ryou scoffed while folding his arms over his chest, his eyes dangerously narrowed.

Bakura opened his mouth to protest but nothing came out. All he could do was growl before turning back to the door; muttering about how fucking fast he needed to leave his charge's room.

Ryou couldn't help but laugh. "Bye Bakura-kun! See you!"

Bakura never walked to fast in his life. His face was red, and his heart was still beating fast. How dare that fucking runt. How DARE HE! The white haired psychology student slapped the card down on the receptionist desk without a word and left the institute and rushed to his car.

Pulling it open with more than necessary force, Bakura climbed in and sped away from the hospital before he decided to check himself into the institute to gather his mind again.

"Disgusting? You seemed to like what I was doing to you, so rethink that for me won't you?"

Of course Bakura didn't have anything against homosexuals after being raised with his foster parent's open view of life. But he was straight a metal rod. His girlfriend was beautiful, smart, young and the most outspoken girl that he knew. There was noway in hell he found Ryou attractive at. All Ryou was to Bakura was another project.

"Yeah," Bakura breathed as he slowed down at a traffic light. "He's nothing but a project that's it."

Ring

Ring

"Hello?" Bakura groaned, pressing his cellphone against his ear.

"Hey there boyfriend," Kisara giggled."Are you going to come and get me today? I am sitting here at my house waiting for you."

Oh crap. He forgot all about Kisara. "Yeah, I am own my way now. There was a accident at the institute so Ishizu gave me some time off." Bakura said, carefully turning direction and heading to his girlfriend's house.

"Oh my god. Did something happen to you?" Kisara yelled into the phone, making Bakura wince. "Are you hurt?"

"Calm down Kisa. I am fine. So when I get there I don't want you fussing over me alright?"

"How cannot I fuss?" Kisara whined. "I don't want you hurt Bakura! I love you too much."

Bakura couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah, I love you too. Now, let me go, I will be there in ten."

"Okay then," Kisara said with a giggle. "See you then."

"Bye." Bakura muttered. Now this is what he needed. Someone to take his mind off his work.


Back at the institute, Ryou laid against his wall as he sat on his bed, his legs folded Indian style. His fingers running through his soft white locks while his face was scrunched in anger.

"I can't believe you did that Zorc-kun!" Ryou yelled. "You had no right to make me do that. He is going to think that I am more of a freak than I am already!"

"Calm down." Zorc said with amused chuckle. "I was merely testing him that's all and he passed."

Ryou stopped playing with his hair. "Bakura-kun passed? So, does that mean that you like him?"

"Oh yes, he passed the test. And yes, I like this Bakura-kun. So don't worry about him yadonushi. I will take care of everything."

Ryou smiled. "Alright Zorc-kun. I don't want to lose Bakura-kun. I like him a lot."


When Bakura finally made it to Kisara's house, he was happy to see no cars in his girlfriend's driveway.

No parent's to deal with. Awesome. Grinning, Bakura turned off his car and stepped out calmly before walking up the decorated walkway and to Kisara's large wooden double doors. Before he could even raise a hand, one of the doors slowly opened and a pair of shining blue eyes shone from behind them.

"Bakura!" Kisara squealed, flinging the door open and jumping into her older boyfriend's arm and laughed when Bakura swung her around and into the house; slamming her into the wall.

"Heh. Miss me?" Bakura muttered, burying his face into Kisara's pale neck. "You know I did." Kisara giggled, her arms wrapping around the psychology student's neck.

"But what is bringing on the roughness? Don't get me wrong, I like it..."

"I just had a rough day at work that's all.." Bakura grunted, grabbing the back of Kisara's thigh and hoisting it to wrap around his waist. "I can stop if you want me to." he muttered before latching onto Kisara's bare shoulder, finding satisfaction when he heard the high pitched moan escape from the girl's lips.

"Hm. Fuck no. You better keep going or your not going to have a girlfriend after this mister." Kisara hissed, pulling on Bakura's hair. Bakura laughed and knelt down to the floor and placed the writhing girl beneath him down before attacking her.

No matter how much he tried, Kisara's softer touches could not erase Ryou's. While her touches and whispers soothed and cooled him; Ryou's had body burning.

His body craved for the burn.

Bakura did not like that at all.


Ishizu was more than enraged when she had went over the surveillance tape that had recorded the act between Bakura and Ryou. No, she wasn't really mad at her student; but more at herself. She should have known that something like this might happen. This wasn't the first time when Ryou or his other half tried to show interest in someone they had liked in the past.

Of course, it had not ended as smoothly as it did with Bakura. No, it ended in someone getting hurt; and/or with multiple stab wounds. Ishizu shuddered at the thought of another intern student that had Ryou as their patient.

His name was Ryuuji Otogi. He was more than eager to work with Ishizu and with the patients at the Domino Mental Institute. Due to his outstanding test scores, he had been paired with Ryou. The white haired patient had been quiet, rude, the same as ever before he had become more affectionate towards the raven. But the feelings weren't returned. Which saddened Ryou. Which resulted in a confrontation with Zorc-kun and Otogi.

Ishizu had been at home that night when she had received the call saying that her student had been stabbed in the neck four times with his own pen. Otogi did not make it through the harsh attack and Ryou was placed in another institute before the case was thrown out by the court of Domino; saying that Ryou's mental history was the cause for the attack. But that sealed the faith that Ryou might never step outside on his own ever again. Ishizu didn't want to that happen again. Not to Bakura. So there were somethings that she had to take care of. Sitting at her desk, the raven haired woman pulled out her old and worn phone book for her patients before flipping through, sighing when she found the number she was looking for.

Grabbing the phone and quickly entering the number and pressed it against her ear.

Ring

Ring

"Hello, the Bakura residence."

"Hi, I was calling to see if Bakura Aoto was able to speak to me? My name is Ishizu Ishtal; a family friend."

"Please hold on for a moment."

Ishizu didn't even have time to lean back in her chair before the soft voice was replaced by a much deeper and ruder one. But, the tone made the doctor smile.

"Hello, Aoto. Long time no hear."

"Ishizu. Why are you calling me? Has something happened?" the man named Aoto asked; his voice laced with minor worry.

"No Aoto; there is no need to worry. I was merely calling to hear from my good friend. You haven't called in over four months you know."

"I have been busy taking care of business Ishizu. My company will not run itself." Aoto scoffed before continuing. "Now, is there a real reason why you called me? If not, I have other matters to tend to."

Ishizu couldn't help but laugh. "You caught me again. No, the reason why I am calling is because of Ryou."

"What about him?"

Ishizu sighed. "Aoto; I think Ryou is starting to become more sensitive to feelings now. I think it will be best for you to come back into the picture now."

"Picture?" Aoto laughed. "There has not been a picture for me and that...that...boy since-"

"Yes, I know. I know. But, you owe me Aoto. Now, when can I expect you to come and see your son?"

"I have another meeting or two but after that; I will look into my schedule and see what I have open alright."

Ishizu smiled. "That's all I ask for, I will talk to you later then. Goodbye Aoto-chan."

Her answer was a dial tone.


Ryou hummed to himself as he was escorted into the lunchroom by some of the lesser charges of the institute. Tucking back his hair, Ryou followed the other patients to the line and waited patiently to grab his tray like the others. Once his food was placed onto the worn tray, his light brown eyes scanned the small room; hoping to find somewhere to sit. Attacking the other patients and other staff would make others not want to eat lunch with him. But out of all of those people, there were three-

"Ryou! Hey, over here!"

"Coming Yugi!" Ryou called, brushing pass all the other patients and to the corner table where his short friend sat; right beside his other friend Malik. "Hey you guys, I haven't seen you two in a while." Ryou said with a smile, hugging Malik slightly.

"Yeah well, if you stay off of lock down then you will be able to see us more often don't you think?" Malik said while pushing Ryou's arm off of his shoulder. Ryou and Yugi rolled their eyes. Someone had refused to take their medication today.

"So, did anything happen since I have been gone?" Ryou asked while taking a bite of his sandwich.

"Well, nothing has happened at all." Yugi said with a shrug. "I am just waiting to the student-patient assessment so I can spend time with Yami."

"So what; your on first name basis now?" Malik said while raising a brow, a grin then graced his lips when he saw Yugi turn pink.

"Y-Yeah well...what about you and your mentor? You seem awful chummy with him!"

"Marik is fucking awesome," Malik said with a shrug and playing with with food. "He is the only one who can really get me."

"Gag me with a spoon." Ryou said while rolling his eyes. "You guys sound like love sick idiots."

"Lovesick my ass." Malik muttered.

Yugi only giggled.

It was late night when Bakura had finally left Kisara's house, telling the sniffling college girl that he would be back in the afternoon once he had taken care of some business then stop by his mentor's office. Bakura was ready to lay in his own bed and sleep; trying to ignore the pain that still throbbed in his shoulder and trying to push back the memories that had been burned into his mind and skin by Ryou. Shivering uncomfortably, Bakura pressed his hand to his face and sighed. God damn it all. He was not looking forward to stepping inside that institute anytime soon.

He knew it was a bad idea starting his internship there.


This chapter is over. It's been awhile since I wrote so I don't know if this turned out like the way I wanted it to. So, feedback is much needed. Now this is over, Mentality is being worked on. Thank you for reading! Goodbye. :)