"Although the world is full of suffering, it is also full of overcoming it." - Hellen Keller
Delicate, bony fingers dug into the soft flesh between his neck and shoulder. Ryou bit back a yelp but was unable to contain a jerk of pain.
He could feel the Spirit's pleasure. It thought it was winning. But Ryou never cried, never called the Spirit "Bakura", and held his personal thoughts in a hidden fortress where the Spirit couldn't reach.
And the fortress was growing.
A/N: Sorry these are all super-short. I don't know why... I'll do another double-upload
