Author notes: Sorry for not updating in a while...I'm also sorry this chapter is a little short....But I hope you will like it any way! I'm sorry for any spelling or grammer mistakes. Please review!

Disclamier: I do not own Yu-gi-oh

Ryou slowly opened his eyes. He looked over at the window to see sunlight pouring in from it. He let out a long sigh, as last night's scene replayed in his head. He was on the verge of tears when a sudden knock pulled him from his thoughts. It was Malik.

"Good morning Ryou." Malik said with a smile. He walked over to Ryou's bed and placed a pile of books at the end of it. "I brought your homework."

"T-thanks…" Ryou said quietly as he got up.

"If you need any help, just ask." Malik said turning towards the door.

"M-Malik..wait…" Ryou called out softly. "C-can I ask you something?"

"Yeah go ahead." The tan teen replied cheerful as he turned around.

"D-do you think…I-I'm crazy?" Ryou asked, tears starting to flow down his cheeks.

"No, why would I think that?" Malik replied astonished. Ryou looked down at his feet. "Ryou, you're my friend I would never think bad of you."

"So I'm not Marik's friend?" Ryou asked his tone suddenly growing cold.

"What do you mean?" Malik asked confused.

"Don't act like you don't know." Ryou said his gaze still downward. His voice still hard. Malik let out a sigh.

"Ryou, Marik is just concerned for your safety-"

"You mean Bakura's." Ryou snorted.

"Ryou, please try to understand-"

"I understand. I understand that none of you are my friends, and I never should have trusted you!" Ryou yelled.

"Trust us!" Malik yelled. "How about trust you?!"

"W-what does that mean?" Ryou asked shaking as anger started bubbling throughout his body. Malik scoffed.

"How can you trust a murder?" Angry tears stung Ryou's eyes. "Ever since you changed," Malik said his voice growing dark. "I feared you. But than again, who wouldn't be afraid of a cold-blooded killer?"

Ryou was shaking violently, and hot tears were rolling down his cheeks.

"I-Is that really what you think?" The two stayed silent for a long time. Then Malik turned towards the door to walk away. Anger flooded through Ryou's mind.

"See, I told you they weren't your friends." A dark voice burst in his thoughts. "Now are we going to eliminate this pest?"

Ryou listened to the voice in his head. He jumped up, reached under his bed, and found what he was looking for. A huge, bloody, knife. Right before Malik opened the door, Ryou dashed, and thrusted the knife as hard as he could through Malik's back.

The stabbing was so fast Malik didn't feel it. He could hear his heart thumping in his ears, he could feel the slight dribble of blood flow down his lips. He turned his head around to see Ryou smiling down at him.

"W-why…?" Was all he choked out before he fell to the ground and the world went dark.

"One down two to go…" The voice laughed in Ryou's mind. Slowly Ryou pulled out the blade that was lodged in Malik's back. He watched as blood started pouring from the huge wound. Horror started to rise in his chest, as the realization sunk in. He reached down to the teen and tried to stop the bleeding, but the wound was to big. So he tore a huge part of his own shirt and wrapped it around his friend. Hopping that would stop the bleeding he stood up.

Ryou slowly looked down at his hands. His friend's blood splattered all over them. Fear raised in him as he remembered Marik's words.

"I'm keeping an eye on Ryou. If he ever goes crazy again, I'm locking him up."

Ryou bolted for his bedroom door. Knife still in his hand. He had to get out as fast as he could. He opened his bedroom door to find Marik staring back at him.

Marik looked down at the floor. Malik was lying down on his stomach, a blood soaked cloth on his back. A lifeless look in his eyes. Marik then turned his gaze back to Ryou. Blood was caked on his hands, a huge knife in one, with a fearful look in his eyes.

Ryou couldn't breath. Marik was staring him down. He could feel the hatred the man felt for him. He couldn't move. Suddenly Marik reached out and grabbed his arm. He let out a scream of surprise. Marik's grasp was tight, and hurt Ryou's arm.

"You will pay." Marik growled as rage flowed through him. He pulled Ryou through the doorway and threw him down the hall. Causing the young teen to yelp. Marik ran up to him grabbed the knife and threw it on the floor. "You can't kill anyone now!"

Ryou threw his hands up to protect himself as Marik started punching him and kicking him. He could feel bruises form as Marik's fist collided with his skin. He could feel his bones break as Marik's boots kicked him in the ribs. Tears were running down his face. The pain was too much.

Bakura was lying on his bed, thoughts of last night clouding his mind. He let out a sigh. He didn't know what to do. Suddenly he heard a loud scream. Followed by a yelp of pain.

"Ryou!" He thought to himself. He quickly got up ignoring the pain in his head, and made his way across the house.

"You are going to die, you damn psycho!" Marik yelled kicking the albino in the ribs again. Ryou let out a gasp a pain. And his eyes widened as he could feel blood drip from his lips.

"Kill him!" The voice yelled in his mind. "Get the knife and kill him!"

Ryou looked towards his right to find the knife a short distance away. He slowly reached out hand to grab it. Pain burst through his hand as Marik Stomped on it. Pain burst trough Ryou's entire body. He looked up at Marik with cold blue eyes.

Marik reached down to punch the teen again, when he felt a sharp pain in his leg. Ryou's other hand was clawed into Marik's leg. Marik pulled back his leg from the pain. Not realizing he had freed Ryou's once captured hand. Ryou quickly grabbed the knife, and stood up.

Marik, not knowing the teen had the weapon ran at him full force. Ryou ran as well, the knife in his hand. Marik lifted up his fist to punch the albino in the face, but felt something sharp pierce his chest. He looked down to see Ryou thrusting the blade into his chest. He could feel blood pour out of him as the young teen pulled the blade out. He didn't even had time to glare at the boy before his world faded to dark.

Ryou was shaking, and breathing heavy as he watched Marik fall to the floor. He stared for a long moment at his hands before he looked up to find Bakura standing in the room.

Bakura could look only in shock. He couldn't comprehend what he had just witnessed. All he could do was stare.

Tears were falling down Ryou's face. He didn't like the shocked looked on Bakura's face. He was scared and he didn't know what to do.

"B-Bakura, I-I'm…" He trailed off looking at his trembling hands. His response was Bakura's silence.

"I-I'm sorry I-I didn't…." Ryou choked on his words.

"Ryou…" Bakura said coldly. "What is wrong with you?"

Ryou's heart broke. He looked into Bakura's eyes to find coldness, and confusion. Not the warmth and love he had once found in his eyes.

"It's like I said." The voice said coldly. "He never loved you, and never will."

The tears were falling faster than ever down Ryou's face. His breathing increasing. Then he couldn't take it anymore. He ran out the door.

"Ryou! Come back!" Bakura cried out. But he knew the teen didn't hear him. He slowly sank to the floor let out a long sigh and started to cry.

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