A/N: So sorry for all the delays. I am going to finish this story, I promise, its just slow going. Please forgive me and I hope you enjoy this next chapter.

Unreal Truths

Chapter 28: Complications

Ryou's POV

I was suddenly terrified. Mariku wasn't waking up no matter how hard I shook him and everyone else was just standing around giving me these dumbfounded looks.

"Don't just stand there! Someone help me! Get some cold water or something!" I made a panicked sound and tapped Mariku's cheek, "Come on Mariku, get up!"

"I'll go get a nurse!" Ishizu turned to go and I cried out.

"Ishizu NO! Don't!"

She looked at me with a purely puzzled expression and I shook my head, white locks falling into my face, "Technically he doesn't exist, and it's only going to cause problems. I've had some medical training so just let me take care of him. All I need is some water."

Ishizu still looked skeptical, but she walked over to the sink and ran the water, holding her finger underneath the tap until the water was cold enough. She then grabbed a cup from the dispenser and filled it up, handing it over to me.

"Thank you." I turned to Mariku and tapped his cheeks again, "Come on Mariku, wake up."

Mariku gave a light groan and I sighed in relief, tapping his cheeks again, hoping to not have to use the water, "Mariku, wake up."

Finally Mariku opened up violet colored eyes and smiled softly, "Fluffy." He looked around in puzzlement before returning his gaze to me, "Why are we on the floor?"

"You fainted, here." I held the water to his lips and he drank eagerly. "Do you remember why?"

Mariku shook his head and swallowed, finishing the small cup of water quickly, and I handed it off to Ishizu, motioning for her to get more.

"I just felt pain in my head and then everything went dark." Mariku slowly shifted into an upright position and I helped him back into his chair.

"You think it's from the bond?" Bakura spoke up, his own grey-violet orbs betraying the concern that he felt.

"I don't know, but I would assume yes." Even I didn't like my own answer. What was going on with Marik now? Mariku was doing fine all the rest of the time, so what had changed to cause him such pain. I hoped that Marik was alright and that this could possibly be a good sign instead of bad.

Ishizu walked back over to us, and I gently took the new cup of water. "Thank you Ishizu." Turning, I handed the cup to Mariku and smiled as he took it, eyes shimmering in the lights of the room.

"You feeling okay now though Mariku?" I watched as he finished off the second cup, turning his eyes to Marik.

"I am, but Omote…something isn't right…" He bit his lip in thought and looked at me, "The bond is still numb, but I feel pain…"

Instantly I was on alert and I grabbed Mariku's hand, "Where do you feel the pain Mariku?"

The Egyptian yami frowned, rubbing a spot on the back of his head, "Here…it's very sharp…"

I looked to Ishizu and Odion, eyes widening as I realized something could be seriously wrong with Marik. I wasted no time in looking to the hospital monitors, trying to see if there was anything not right about Marik's condition, but everything seemed fine.

"Ryou, it's getting worse…" Mariku groaned, grabbing his head once more and beginning to shake.

I immediately went into doctor mode and turned to the other three in the room, "Okay I need you guys to get out because something is really wrong and I am about to cause a stir by calling code."

Ishizu's eyes widened and she looked between Marik and Mariku before resting her gaze on me, "Ryou what's going on?"

I gave her a deadly serious look, "Ishizu, just trust me. I need to figure out a way-"

Suddenly I was cut off when two very serious things happening at once.

Mariku groaned again, giving a cry of pain before passing out once more just as Marik's heart rate monitor went nuts.

Oh shit.

I didn't even have to call code, because it wasn't long before several nurses and doctors flooded into the room, ordering everyone out.

I quickly moved to the side, grabbing Mariku and pulling him out of the way so he didn't get stepped on.

"Come on Mariku…wake up…wake up." I tapped his cheek roughly, not having time to wait around for him to regain consciousness. The last thing I need was to get Mariku noticed by hospital staff and have to admit him. That would stir up a whole lot of trouble that I wouldn't be able to deal with right now.

"Is he okay?"

I flinched as a young nurse, probably no older than me, walked over and knelt beside Mariku and I. She had long brown hair that was tied back in a messy bun, and her big green eyes shone with concern.

"Erm, yeah he's okay, he's just-"

Thank God Mariku chose that moment to wake up.

His eyes snapped open and he hurriedly sat up, eyes wide in panic, "Omote! Ryou he's sick!"

The nurse blinked and stepped back in confusion and I stood up with Mariku, trying to keep him from making a scene.

"I know Mariku, just stay back for now, we have to let the doctors do their jobs."

"What are you two still doing in here?" One of the doctors turned and gave Mariku and I a harsh look, "We need everyone out of here now!"

"Now Dr. Yuki no need to be so harsh, I am sure they were on their way out, right boys?"

I looked up into the smiling face of Dr. Kaz, his warm expression covering a panicked urgency that concerned me.

"Yeah, yeah we're going." I nodded and gave Kaz a thankful smile before tugging a very reluctant Mariku out the door.

"But Ryou!" Mariku urged me, tugging hard on my sleeve, "It's Omote!"

"I know Mariku, but we have to let the doctors do their work." I sighed and pulled Mariku away from the room and into the nearby waiting area.

Inside, Bakura was back to pacing, his expression worried and restless. Ishizu and Odion were seated on chairs on the far side of the room, heads down and hands folded in prayer.

Mariku looked around before his gaze back to me, "Ryou, what's going on?"

I looked up at him, wishing I had an answer, "I don't know Mariku…We just have to wait it out okay?"

Mariku huffed, obviously not satisfied with my answer but accepting it none the less. He looked around the room before deciding on a seat nearest the pacing Bakura and dragged me along to go sit with him.

I sat down beside Mariku, feeling quite numb inside about this whole situation. What if something was really wrong with Marik? What if he died? What would I do then?

"This is all my fault."

I blinked in surprise and looked up as Bakura stopped his pacing, staring intently at the floor in front of him.

I wouldn't believe he had spoken at all if didn't start speaking again.

"I killed him…It's no different than me putting a blade to his throat and killing him…It's all my fault."

Well at least now he realized it.

I sighed lightly and got up off of Mariku's lap, walking over to Bakura and putting a consoling hand on his shoulder. I felt bad, and even though Bakura had put me through hell and back, I wanted things to work out. Someone had to be willing to compromise, and I realized early on that it was always going to be me.

"Bakura…" I bit my lip lightly, trying to think of the right thing to say, "This isn't all your fault…sure, you fucked up pretty badly, but there seems to be some gaps in what happened between you and Marik, and to be honest, I think something else went on. You need to get over this petty, 'he doesn't love me because he never said goodbye' bullcrap and realize that you still love him and always will. Right now he needs us more than ever, and I am sure he would rather make-out with Mariku than admit it, but he needs you the most."

I sighed and looked away slightly, feeling Bakura's intense gaze on me, "What I am trying to say is this; If Marik makes it out of this alive, I think you both deserve a chance at happiness, so try to put your anger aside and give it a try. Go back to the way things were between you, how you said it was so wonderful and great to be with him. Get that back, no matter how hard it is, because I know that it will be worth it in the end."

After my long dialogue, I let my hand drop from Bakura's shoulder. I still felt him staring at me, but I didn't look back at him. I had said what I wanted to say, more than I wanted actually, and now it was up to him to actually do something about it.

Mariku looked up at me as I walked back over to him, settling myself down into his lap comfortably and leaning my head against his chest. Now all we could do was wait.

Bakura's POV

Of all the people to get a lecture from, my former host had not been anywhere near the top of my list of expected people.

Giving a sigh, I finally looked away from Ryou and turned my gaze back down the hallway where Marik's door remained shut.

The worst part about Ryou's lecture is that he had been completely right about everything he said.

Slowly I turned and walked over to the empty chair beside Mariku and Ryou and reluctantly sat down, my thoughts racing.

I really hoped Marik was okay, everything was happening so quickly, and we had parted on such a bad note. It would be a terrible ending for us, a tragedy right out of the mind of Shakespeare.

Ryou was right, something seemed terribly off about how Marik and I parted the first time. Maybe something was going on, something I never thought to take into account. But what could it be. There was nothing that could mess with my memories except…except for one thing.

"Fuck me…" I groaned and buried my face into my hands, finally realizing what should have been obvious all along.

I felt Ryou and Mariku's eyes on me as I cursed again, this time in Egyptian, and stood up. How could I have been so stupid to not realize it sooner.

Ryou hadn't been the only one possessed during my time in the ring.

I had been too, by Zorc.

"Argh you FUCKING SON OF A BITCH!"

Ryou jumped slightly and Mariku cocked an eyebrow, looking to Ryou and whispering, "I think he snapped."

"I can hear you Mariku." I turned and narrowed my eyes at him, simply causing Mariku to become even more amused.

"What in Ra's name is your problem?"

Of course, Marik's sister would have to butt her nose in.

"Shut up, this is none of your concern." I huffed and quickly resumed my pacing, chewing my lip in thought as I did. Of course, it all made sense now. When it got towards the end, the demon that resided within my spirit became more restless by the day, and it was around then that he began taking over Ryou's body himself, leaving my spirit pinned in it's own corner of Ryou's soul room.

That must have been what happened. It had to be…Zorc had taken over and repressed my memories of the events. He always hated my relationship with Marik, saying it was nothing but a pathetic distraction from our real mission.

The fucker had messed with my memory and broke Marik's heart, and now we were paying for it dearly.

Oh God Marik.

I stopped my pacing and began heading for the door before I felt a slightly chilled hand on my arm, "Bakura, I know you don't want to listen to me or anyone else right now, but you have to wait here until the doctors come for us."

I hissed and tried to shake Ryou's hand off of me, but he wouldn't budge. He must have been getting my emotions and thoughts through the now opened bond between us. In my distress I had let my guard down and opened up the link.

"Ryou…let me go." I swallowed hard, Ryou shaking his head slowly, actually tightening his grip.

"Bakura, you have to stay out here. You aren't going to help Marik any by going back there and creating a scene."

I heaved a sigh and slowly turned back around. As much as I hated to admit it, Ryou was right. There was nothing I could do now. I felt completely hopeless and it was one of the worst feelings in the entire world.

I let Ryou drag me back to the seat beside him and sit me down. I was amazed by how much my host had grown these last few months during my time spent here. Ryou was now more in control and assertive, easily pulling together a messy situation and somehow putting everything back together.

I scowled when I realized that I felt slightly jealous of him.

Just then, the doctor known as Kaz walked into the room, his eyes scanning those present until they fell upon Ryou.

"Ah, Mr. Bakura." Kaz shifted slightly, looking slightly uncomfortable, "I think we should talk."

"Talk about what?" I asked, even though I knew the answer.

Kaz turned his gaze to me, eyes tired, "About Marik's condition."

I looked to Ryou and he returned the gesture, standing up and nodding, "Okay, let's go talk."