Author Notes: Sorry I took so long to update. I've been really busy with school..and life...blah. I hope you guys like this chapter. I'm sory it's short, and for any spelling or grammer mistakes. Please review! Enjoy.
Disclamer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh
He let out a sigh, and let a few drops of tears fall down his face. He hadn't allowed himself to cry in a long time. He always thought of crying as weak. He felt weak right now. Marik and Malik were gone, and most importantly so was Ryou. That thought lingered in his head.
What has happened to you? My little hikari…
More tears started to flow down his face.
I couldn't help you…I'm sorry Ryou…I'm sorry…
"B-Bakura…" A low voice broke him out of his thoughts. He looked up to see Marik lifting his head.
"M-Marik!" Bakura rushed over to him.
"B-Bakura…" Marik coughed hard, letting fresh blood flow over his lips. "R-reach into my p-pocket…"
Bakura did as he was told, he reached into Marik's pants pocket and pulled out a small bottle, filled with green liquid.
"I need you t-to put some of t-that stuff on M-Malik's wounds…then bring him back here…" Marik cringed as a wave of pain went thorough his body. Bakura nodded and quickly ran towards Ryou's room.
Bakura rushed into the room, he saw Malik laying on his stomach, a big gash in his back, his mouth slightly open, and his eyes round and lifeless. Bakura opened the bottle of green liquid and poured some on the gash in Malik's back. He jumped back as the wound started to sizzle and bubble. Then it all stopped, and in the place of the wound was new skin. Bakura carefully picked Malik up and carried him back to Marik.
"P-put him besides me…" Marik said slowly. Bakura put the teen down as he was told.
"G-give me the bottle…" Marik coughed as he outstretched his hand, ignoring the pain. Bakura put the bottle in his hands and watched as Marik spread the liquid over his wounds sighing.
"Marik, what is that stuff?" Bakura asked.
"I-It's a healing agent…" Marik said putting the empty bottle down. "I made it for the previous situation…" Bakura's eyes lowered as heard this.
"I-I don't think it w-will be much help for M-Malik…" Bakura said trying to hold back more tears.
Marik looked over at the tan teen, his eye still void of life. He let out a sigh. "Let me worry about that…" Marik said looking back up at Bakura. "Right now you have to go after Ryou."
Bakura lowered his head. "I-I can't…I can't help him…"
"Bakura, Ryou needs you. If any could get through to him it would be you." Marik said giving Bakura a small smile. "Now go."
Bakura returned the smile, and headed out the door.
I'm coming Ryou.
He was running as fast as his legs could carry him. The knife still in his hand, blood was splattered over him. His breath came out in quick shallow gasps. He turned the corner and found himself in a dark alley. He slid down against the brick wall, and started to cry. The image of Malik's lifeless body flashed in his mind, along with the image of him stabbing Marik.
I am a murder! I do need help. No wonder everyone hates me. He thought of Bakura's expression when he saw Ryou stab Marik, and he cried harder.
I don't hate you. A voice in the back o f his head spoke. He jumped at the sound of the voice.
You're thinking of Bakura again aren't you? The voice asked. It must hurt to find out that he doesn't love you.
"He does l-love me." He protested, the image of Bakura's confused and hurt eyes flashed in his mind.
The voice laughed.. "Ryou, when will you realize that I'm the only one who loves you. The only one who has been there for you. The only one you have left. The only one. The voice took on an angry tone.
"W-who are you?" Ryou asked scared. "Why are you in my head?"
The voice laughed again. "You still don't know who I am? I've been with you for seven years and you still don't know who I am?
"S-seven years?" Ryou asked confused. "Y-you haven't been with me that long…"
"Oh yes I have. I've been hiding within you, but you never noticed me. Never gave me the love I give you. We used to love each other very much. But Bakura took that away!" The voice shouted with rage.
"W-what did Bakura do?" Ryou shouted back at the voice.
"He took you away from me! And even now he still has you! Why won't you come back to me?! Why won't you love me again!!!!" The voice screamed.
"Who are you?!" Ryou screamed fear rising inside him.
"Let me give you a hint." The voice said with a smirk. "Wanna play with me big brother Ryou?!" The voice suddenly turned soft and sweet. It turned into a voice Ryou hadn't heard in a long time. Ryou's eyes grew wide, and his mouth slid open…
"A-Amane..?" Ryou choked on the words. And for a while all he could hear was the yong girls laughter.
Bakura was running, trying to find Ryou. Suddenly he felt a cold chill ran down his back. Ryou's voice burst through his head.
"Bakura!"
Hang on Ryou I'm coming. Bakura started to run faster, hoping to find the teen soon.
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