I have to get up at the crack of dawn to help take some sexy ass board to the church my grandma goes to. It's very cool looking oh and have y'all ever seen cotton? I mean like cotton plants…like that is the coolest thing ever…I knew cotton was a plant but to actually see it and touch it….wow! We have some person that owns cotton and it's like on the side of the road so my grandma decided to snatch it…yeah my grandma is a thief LOL...also my dad thinks that I am weird for liking Bakura…I think he's just jealous of Bakura's good looks and sex charm...

Anyways…I guess I'm going to go listen to some music and then head to bed….or try to who knows if I'll sleep tonight, knowing my stupid ass I won't, I haven't been sleeping too good, I know Ally has it worse though….

DISCLAIMER:

I do not under any circumstances, own Yu-gi-oh. If I did, then Bakura would have been saved just like the rest of the villains. And there would be a lot of Darkshipping.

I own: The OC Characters, the plot, the Realm of Light, the title Queen Crazy, my Bakura plushie, my Bakura poster and of course myself.

Warning: This story is Darkshipping/Casteshipping so if you have some type of problem with the pairing of Bakura and Atem then you obviously need to hit the back button because I love that pairing. So I'm writing this story. This is a Yaoi story as well and there will be eventually a lemon. If you don't like that either then I suggests you just leave this page.

I hope y'all enjoy the new and fabulous version of this story.

ENJOY :D

Chapter Thirty-six: Beauty

[Atem's POV]:

I had convinced Bakura to talk to my mother; I knew that she could help him. I didn't follow him; I knew that he would feel uncomfortable if I was there, so I decided to stay in the Desert Region. I hadn't talked to Mahad in a while, so I decided to pay him a visit. I found him shortly after Bakura had left.

"My king" he said bowing down when I approached.

I sighed. "Mahad, you really must stop that nonsense" I said as he rose to his feet. We took a seat on a bench.

Mahad didn't say anything.

"How have you been?" I asked.

"I've been fine, and you?" Mahad asked.

"I couldn't be happier, but Bakura…" I looked away trailing off.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Well, he started telling me about his past, then he asked me why I love him" I replied.

"I see" he said

"I talked to my mother, she said I just need to give Bakura time, but I'm worried about him" I said.

"I know how you feel, I worry about Isis all the time, whenever she's not up to par" he said

I gave him a small smile.

"I'm not used to all of this" I said "It's hard to take in"

"It'll come to you, it's hard on everyone" Mahad assured me "But it's a lot harder on you, you were fighting him for so long, both of you were trying to end each other, not realizing that if either of you succeeded it would be the end of you as well"

I blinked. I never thought of it that way. The whole time that I was fighting Bakura, I was trying to protect the world from his rampage; he wanted to control the world. He was tricked by Zorc into believing that the world should be covered in darkness and everyone should suffer. If he was suffering, so should the rest of the world. He threatened not only the world's safety, not just my safety, but his own.

If Bakura succeeded, then he would never be complete, he would destroy, hide and be miserable the rest of his existence, when he woke up to realize that he destroyed the one person that could make him feels alive, he would be devastated. If I had succeeded, if Horakhty hadn't of saved Bakura by allowing him into her realm, if I didn't ask to be allowed to save him, if I didn't realize that Bakura wasn't Zorc, he would be in Zorc's hands right now.

I didn't save him, no, we saved each other. I saved him from being destroyed by Zorc and he saved me from an eternity of unhappiness.

I wish he realized that….

"I never thought of it that way" I said

"I know it must be hard to see Bakura as your, everything when he used to be your nothing" Mahad said.

He was right, it was extremely hard. I never thought I'd fall for the King of Thieves, the man who kept me from my family, the man who wanted the world to suffer as he had, the man who tried to end me, was the one that I desired more than anything in this world. But he didn't realize that. He blamed himself for what happened, I didn't. I had forgiven him; it was time to move on. There was no use in dwelling over the past. It was over and done with. But Bakura, he didn't see it that way. No, he wanted to destroy the past, just as Kaiba had wanted, but you can't destroy the past, you must learn from it, the past builds us, it shapes our future.

And though I don't know Bakura, I know that he and I are meant to be together, we had fought each other for so long, not even realizing that we were supposed to be together, loving each other. Not killing each other. There is a fine line between love and hate. I believe that Bakura and I have proven that theory.

"I want to help him" I said "But I don't know how"

"What exactly is going on?" Mahad asked "Maybe I can help"

"Honestly, I'm not sure. We were talking about his past; he's been through so much. He blames himself for everything that happened, especially his family's death. He wants to know why I love him. I can't answer that. I just do." I said looking at Mahad.

"I think Bakura realizes that" Mahad said "But he doesn't want to accept it"

"But why wouldn't he want to accept my love?" I asked.

"When we first met Bakura, the Ring gave me an aura about him, it wasn't just the darkness that he was being controlled with, and it was something else. The Millennium Ring tried to pull me toward him, I had to stop it though, and I didn't understand why it was doing such a thing. But when I learned that Bakura was the sole survivor of Kul Elna I knew why" Mahad said "The items were warning us. They spirits of that village were trying to protect him"

I did notice that my Puzzle acted strange around Bakura too. I didn't pay much attention to it, I thought it was unimportant, I thought they were reacting because of the darkness, but they weren't. The spirits used to create the items; they were trying to warn Bakura of Zorc. They knew what was going to happen.

And I prevented them from helping him.

I should be the one that is to blame for all of this mess. If only I would have paid attention to smaller details instead of the larger ones then things might have turned out differently; But would I want them to if Bakura's village never got destroyed, would we have this much passion for each other? We hated each other for over five thousand years, even when I had no memory of my past, I still hated him. Why I wasn't sure, but I did. Then I gained it back and I learned why I hated him.

When I entered the Afterlife, I thought I was finally free of him, I thought I could finally be happy, but I wasn't. Only content, being around everyone that I loved, I was empty, something was missing in my life, when Mother and Azizi told me that I was in love with Bakura I thought them insane, but when I actually went into the Realm of Light, I realized that they were right.

The passion we had for each other, I never felt something so strong, each kiss more intense than the other, and it was like we were fire and ice, colliding together, freezing and melting each other. Every time he would touch me it sent electricity through my body. No one had ever made me lose control like that, I wouldn't let them. But yet he did.

"I should be the one to blame for all of this" I said

"My king, what's done is done" Mahad said "All that matters now is that Bakura is here and you're happy"

"Yes, but I'm afraid Bakura is not" I sighed.

"I don't think he knows how to be" Mahad said.

He doesn't. That's the problem. How could I be so stupid! I can't expect someone to feel something they know nothing about, I knew that he had escaped from the darkness and he had finally been unlocked, but now, since he was unlocked; he had no idea how to express himself. He had been locked away, smothered by the darkness for so long, that now, since he has been set free, everything has come crashing down on him. I hope my mother is helping him.

"Thanks for talking with me Mahad" I said

Mahad smiled. "You're welcome"

I got up to leave, I wasn't sure where I was going, but I decided to go to the Ice Region, maybe talking to Azizi could help with Bakura, he seemed to know Bakura a lot, and he was easier to talk to than Nalori. I entered the Ice Region; Azizi was sitting on a bench, watching some children ice stake.

"Atem" he said "Nice of you to join me"

"I tried to ice stake one time, I landed on my ass the whole time" I laughed taking a seat beside of Bakura's father.

"It takes practice, just as everything else does" Azizi said "I know you want to talk about Bakura, and I know what about to"

"Yeah I do" I sighed "I'm worried about him"

"You're not the only one" Azizi said looking away, then turning back to look at me. "I've never seen him like this before"

I blinked. If Azizi was worried then this was bad this was very, very bad. Azizi wasn't the type to worry about much, he knew that Bakura had done wrong, that's why he didn't demand that I save him when we first met. But now, he was worried, worried about his son's well-being. What was going on with Bakura? I knew that Bakura wasn't the type to tell someone how he felt, he expressed himself through actions. First by trying to kill me, then by making love to me, Bakura's emotions, they were off the chart, the pain that he endured when he was with Zorc, he was bottling that inside of him. He felt as if he couldn't talk to anyone, because he thought we would judge him.

He should have known me better than that. I would never judge him. I wanted him to be happy, even if that meant giving him up, he'd been through so much, how could I not let him be happy? That's all I wanted, I couldn't stand to see him so miserable, so broken.

"I feel as if it's my fault he's like this" I said.

"You should know better than that, boy" Azizi said "Akefia loves you"

"But how do you know?" I asked.

Azizi closed his eyes before opening them again "I just do" he said "I can see it in his eyes, the way you two tease each other, the way you talk to each other, the way you look at each other. Only people, who are in love with each other, look at each other the way you two do"

"I know that I love Bakura" I said "But I don't think Bakura does"

"My son doesn't understand how it feels to fall in love, he's in love with you and it's terrifying him. He doesn't know how it happened; it tries to reason everything out in his mind. I've tried to tell him that everything doesn't have logical sense behind it, but he won't believe me. He was raised by Zorc, someone who controlled him all of those years, wanting him to play his sick game of trying to eliminate the world. But because of you, he broke free" Azizi said "I never did thank you for saving my son, he means the world to me, he was given to us by Horakhty herself"

"You knew that Bakura was Horakhty's son?" I asked

"Of course" Azizi said

Bakura was the light, he wasn't the darkness, if he was, then he would be Zorc's son, not Horakhty's. He had been tainted by evil, Zorc tried to take him away from the light, by destroying him, but it backfired, the light never completely went out, he held on by a thin rope, hanging above the darkness, rabid beast chewing the rope bit by bit, he fell, landing but never did quite make it to the bottom.

"I should be thanking you" I said "You're the one who made me realize that Bakura isn't Zorc; you're the one that made me see his pain, instead of my own. You're the reason I have him"

"I just told you how I felt about the situation and what I knew, I could see it in your eyes, the way you talked about him, and you were his soul mate. And the fact that I already knew you were before you were even born" he said.

"How"? I asked.

"Oh, an old man told me so" he chuckled.

"Who is that old man anyways?" I asked "I saw him in the Shadow Realm"

"I have no idea" Azizi said "Whoever he is, he sure knows a lot"

"Yeah" I said. "Azizi…"

"Hmm" he said

"Are you mad at me, for giving Bakura that scar?" I asked.

"No" Azizi replied "I'm proud of him"

I raised my eyebrow in confusion. He was proud of Bakura for getting a scar? The scar was exotic no doubt, but to actually be proud of it? Why?

"I'm not proud that he got the scar, I'm proud of what he did to get it" Azizi said.

I gave him a look.

Azizi laughed "There's much you don't understand, for generations, by family has tried to be the top thief, we got close, but we never fully succeeded, to see that my son did, well, it made me proud"

I smiled "I'm sure it did"

We sat there in silence for a moment.

"Bakura questions me on why I fell for him" I said breaking the silence "But now, I'm starting to wonder how he fell for me"

Azizi laughed "You two are definitely soul mates"

"It's hard to believe that" I said "For years I wanted him dead, now I want to be in his arms"

"he feels the exact same way" Azizi said "You both are in the same boat, neither of you have ever been in love before, now you realize that you're actually in love with each other, it's hard to take in. It's hard to go from wanting each other not to exist to wanting to be with each other. Both of you are going through a difficult time; all you can do is help, each other. You have to be there for one another. My son is having a hard time with this, I know he is, going from darkness to light, it's a big change, and realizing and accepting that he's in love with you is hard enough for him; but accepting that you are as well? That's a whole another ball game"

Azizi was right, I didn't think of it that way. It would be hard for Bakura to accept that he loved me, he had been told that love was forbidden, now that he realizes it's not, he's battling within himself. He wants to forget the past, he opened up a bit to me, I wasn't expecting him to spill everything on the table, and I was glad that he had trusted me enough to tell about some of his past. Love was an emotion that was kept hidden from him; he was told it was evil and that it would prevent him from reaching his goals.

But his goal was to set his people free, to make sure they were in the Afterlife, love fueled that. But Zorc twisted it around to make it seem like hate fueled Bakura's power and determination. You don't risk your life, your soul, your happiness, your very being for someone you hate. Bakura loved his people; he loved his family more than anything in this world. That's why he was so hell-bent on saving them; he didn't care what it cost. He was tricked by Zorc into believing that he would save his people, he thought I was trying to keep him from his goals. If that was all there was to placing the items on the stone, then, sure, I would have placed them on the stone and then things would be better; but they weren't. No, Zorc could cross into the world of the living once the items were placed, Bakura would be able to unlock the darkness and Zorc would destroy him.

Now, that Bakura realizes that Zorc was wrong all along, he is having a hard time adjusting to the light, he was exposed to it in the Realm of Light, and he told me that he hated it. That he thought of things that he wished to never think of. But now, he knows that I wasn't lying, he knows that he can be happy here. That he's finally free of the darkness. Zorc is gone, but is his influence still there? Bakura is an abused child, broken and torn, he needed help, he needed someone to listen to him, someone to hold him when he cried, someone to be there for him, someone to put up with his mood swings and rants.

"You can save him" Azizi said

I can.

I can save him, I've saved him from the darkness, I've saved him from Zorc, he's here with me now, I just have to save him from himself, before he's gone completely.

"I'm going to go find Bakura" I said standing up "Thanks for talking to me, Azizi"

"My pleasure" he said with a smile. I smiled back.

I walked over to the section where the ice sculptures were, taking in each piece of art. Rows upon rows of gorgeous ice creations spread throughout the Ice Region, glistening like rainbows. I stopped in front of the creation that Mana and Mahad had made me for my birthday when I first arrived here, how long ago had that been? It seems like only yesterday I was saying good-bye to Yugi and the rest of my friends from the "future". Now, I'm in the Afterlife, in love with the King of Thieves. What would Yugi say if he knew I had fallen for Bakura? I could just imagine the look on his face.

I laughed at the thought.

I walked further through the path, I noticed a large cave up ahead, and I didn't realize that the Ice Region was so big, mountains of snow and ice everywhere, ponds half frozen, some even fully frozen. Creatures of the winter, ice sculptures, people doing snow sports and playing in the snow. I walked into the cave. The room was filled with paintings and other art, there was a large table. Mother was sitting on the side of the table, where if she looked up from her painting she would be able to see me. Bakura on the other hand, had his back toward me. I walked further; he must have been too into his painting to notice me. I took a cautious step forward before I was right behind him.

"I didn't know you were left-handed Bakura" I said. Bakura jumped at the sound of my voice. He looked up at me.

"Umm…yeah" he said returning to his painting.

"Wow, I learn something new every day, don't I?" I chuckled. "I didn't know you painted either"

"There's a lot you don't know about me" he said.

"I know, but there's a lot you don't know about me either, like the fact that I'm gay" I said.

Bakura looked up, giving me a strange look "How can you be gay if Yugi is your descendant?" he asked.

"I was only with one woman my whole life" I said.

Mother laughed "I always knew my son had a thing for boys"

I blushed, Bakura laughed.

"I guess you and Mariku have something in common than" Bakura said "I'm bi, I happened to like women"

"I like women too, just not like that" I said.

"Don't worry your pretty little head, Pharaoh, I promise I won't cheat on you" Bakura said rolling his eyes.

"I know you won't" I said taking a seat beside of him. I grabbed a piece of paper and some paint. "I think I'm going to paint too"

"Atem you can't paint, I saw your drawings when your father entered the Afterlife" Mother said.

Bakura burst into a fit of laughter.

"Mother" I cried blushing from embarrassment.

"I'm just telling you the truth" Mother said continuing her own painting.

"Oh like you're any better?" I asked "Look at your painting"

"Yes, but that doesn't mean I can enjoy pretending right? You know I was only teasing you sweetheart" Mother said giving me a smile.

"Yes I know" I said. I turned to watch Bakura who was still painting. "We should get lessons from Bakura" I said.

"My mother taught me how to paint" Bakura said.

I gave him a look of disbelief.

"It's true" he said.

"I find that hard to believe" I said.

"And it was hard for you to believe that you are in love with Bakura, but you are, aren't you?" Mother asked she placed her brush down; she had painted a picture of what appeared to be a rose.

"Your paintings are getting better Mother, though, they could use some work" I said.

"Well, at least I have something recognizable, you on the other hand have some kind of a tree eating monster thing" she said.

"That's supposed to be a tree, and that's Bakura" I said pointing to my picture of Bakura who was leaning up against a tree.

Bakura looked at my picture "I do not look like that" he said in mock horror.

"I sure hope not" Mother said "Otherwise you wouldn't be allowed anywhere near my son"

"Well, I'm sorry I don't have amazing artistic abilities as the mighty ones at this table do" I huffed crossing my arms over my chest and looking away.

"Atem we didn't mean it" Bakura said.

I didn't answer. Bakura sighed.

"He'll get over it darling" Mother said reassuring Bakura, who nodded before returning to his work.

I looked over at Bakura's painting and gasped "That's beautiful Bakura" I said.

"Thank you" he said

"What are you painting anyways?" I asked.

"You mostly, and some other things" he replied.

"Ah" I said

"Don't worry Asenath, I didn't make Atem look like a tree monster" Bakura said looking at Mother then at me. I gave Bakura look.

"Well, I sure hope not, he couldn't be a tree monster anyways, maybe a water monster or something" she said.

"I am not a water monster!" I cried.

"You're my water monster" Bakura said putting his brush down, he pulled the chair toward him, picking me up, pulling me into his lap, wrapping his arms around me "My beautiful water monster"

"Why am I a tree monster?" I said with a blush.

"Hmm…I don't know" he said squeezing me tighter "Why am I a tree monster?"

"I didn't mean to make you one" I cried.

"I know" he said kissing me softly on the lips. I kissed him back, we pulled away. "But I love seeing you getting worked up like this"

"You're the only one who can" I said.

Bakura smiled.

His smile, it was so beautiful, so breathtaking, this is what I've been waiting for, and this is what I have been searching for my entire life. The one thing that I was missing in my life wasn't missing at all, the mountain I climbed, was nothing but a grain of sand. The soul that I had searched for was the one that I tried to kill.

We stared at each other for a while, neither of us noticing anyone else in the room. It was just the two of us, I was so happy being in his arms. My soul was on fire, I felt as if I could fly, being with Bakura, it was a dream come true. I couldn't believe I found the love of my existence, no, he was more than the love of my life, he completed me, he was the missing piece of my heart. He was the other half of my soul.

"I love you" I said.

"I love you too" he said

"Do you want to finish your painting?" I said

"Hmm" he said "I'm done with it"

I got up and gasped. The painting was beautiful. I was standing on a cliff above the Nile River, Slifer, Obelisk and Ra were in the air, it was sunset, the beautiful color dancing off the water, the Gods seemed to be dancing, their beauty making the sunset shine brighter.

"This is beautiful, Bakura" I said.

"Thank you" he said.

"Do you feel better, sweetheart?" Mother asked looking at Bakura.

"Yes, I do" he said "Thank you, for all of your help"

"It was nothing, that's what mothers are here for" she said.

"I wish your mother was a nice as mine" I muttered.

"My mother is very overprotective" Bakura said "But, I think she'll come to like you, once she realizes that I'm not giving you up"

"I think I can work on building a relationship with her, we talked I can see where she's coming from" I said.

"I'm glad" Bakura said.

We got up from the table. Bakura and I went to the Ocean Region, Mother went elsewhere. We went down to the beach, sitting in the hand, watching the waves crash softly, the water touching our feet before pulling back in. I leaned my head against Bakura's shoulder.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

Bakura didn't say anything.

"Bakura" I asked looking at him. Bakura stared at the ocean. "You know, your father is worried about you"

"I know" he said

"We all are we want you to be happy" I said.

"Hmm" Bakura said.

"I know that you're scared to be…"

"I don't want to be" he said "Being scared is a sign of weakness, I am not weak"

"No, you're not weak, but you're wrong, being scared isn't a sign of weakness, everyone can't always be braved. I've been scared"

Bakura gave me a look of disbelief.

"Yes, as hard as it is to believe, I've been scared before" I said.

"What have you been scared of?" he asked.

"Well, when I was younger I used to be scared of the dark" I said.

Bakura laughed.

"Hey" I said "what's so funny"

"Well, I just find that ironic since that's the only thing I grew up in, so I guess I should say I was scared of the light" he said.

I laughed "I never thought of it that way before"

"What are you afraid of now?" he asked.

"Losing you" I whispered.

"I'm not going anywhere" he said.

"I know" I sighed "It's just you seem so unhappy and I-"

Bakura crushed his lips against mine. I kissed him back, wrapping my arms around his neck, bringing us closer together. Bakura deepened the kiss, exploring my mouth. I wasn't about to let him win this fight, I battled back. He smirked, I loved this game, the game of dominance, though we weren't better than one another, the challenge that we gave each other, the rush, it was everything.

We pulled away after a while.

"I am happy" he said.

"But you seem so miserable" I said "You ask me why I love you and I know your past is still eating you up"

"I do wonder why you love me, but your mother told me that I needed to accept your love, I'm trying to, and I want to, it's hard though" he said.

"I know, but I'll always be here for you" I said.

"I know" he smiled.

"I know that you have a lot of things bothering you, I know you're not one to talk though…" I trailed off.

"It's not like I want to hide these things from you, I just don't want you to see me differently" Bakura said looking at the ocean again.

I blinked. Bakura thought I would look at him differently? Why would he think such a thought? I knew that what Bakura had gone through was not his fault. Zorc manipulate our lives, twisting them so that Bakura would hate me, so that we wouldn't meet, so that we wouldn't fall in love in our life time. And although it took over five thousand years, we finally realized that we were meant to be together, and we destroyed Zorc for good.

Bakura was trying to be happy, he was trying to accept that someone loved him, but he was afraid. He was afraid because he was taught that it was wrong, now that he realizes it's right, he wants to experience it for himself, but doesn't know if he can.

"Bakura, I love you" I said taking his hands in mine, he turned to look at me "there is nothing that you can say; nothing that you can do that will change my mind about you. I promise to listen to you, I will not judge you" I assured him.

Bakura nodded. "I guess I should pick up where I left off right?" he asked.

"Wherever you want to start love" I said.

"I stayed in the prison for a while, one day, I got this strange rush of power, I didn't know where it came from at first, but I felt as if I was on top of the top, I summoned Diabound we broke free, escaping from the dungeon, no one expected a thing. It was strange, it was as if I was invisible or something" Bakura said "I made it to Kul Elna a few days later, exhausted, I collapsed. When I woke up, I had food lying out in front of me, Zorc told me that I needed to eat and that we had work to be done. I asked him about the prison thing, he told me that he took care of the man who raped me and that no one would touch me and get away with it"

My eyes widened. Zorc was such a sick twisted asshole! He was the one who raped Bakura in the first place, then he used his powers to set Bakura free and make it seem like he saved him?

"I met Kisara when I was about eighteen; I was going to rob one of the tombs, when I saw her in a cage. She look so intriguing, I wanted her."

I gave Bakura a look. If Seto heard him say this, I don't even want to think of the fight that would be broke out.

Bakura didn't pay attention to my look, continuing his story "I saved her, she thanked me, she wanted to go with me, but I wouldn't let her. She told me that she was homeless, so I allowed her to stay in my secret base. I knew she could be safe there. I would steal for her and me. We grew close, we never asked each other where we came from, and I never once took advantage of her. I protected her, people tried to hurt her and I killed them. One day, she kissed me. It was out of the blue, I didn't want to hurt her, but at the same time, I desired her, she was gorgeous and since I was so busy training, stealing and protecting her, I didn't have time to have sex with anyone else. So we had sex, a lot of it actually. She was my lover, Akila had disappeared, I wasn't sure where she was, I had Kisara now. I hid her from Zorc, I wanted her safe. One day however, Zorc found out, how I will never know, but he did. He told me who she was, that she could help me save my family, so I brought her to him. He used his powers to lock me up, pulling Diabound out of my soul. I watched in horror as Diabound was forced to attack her, I pleaded with Zorc to stop, but he wouldn't. That's when I realized that I loved her, but I couldn't. I had to let her go; I realized that love truly did hold you back"

Bakura looked at me "Or so I thought anyways" he said after I gave him a look. "Kisara was left for dead, I took her back to the hide-out, and making sure she had some money just in case she woke up"

"I was wondering how you got such power" I said

Bakura laughed "Honestly, I didn't know that Diabound had taken any power from Blue-eyes, they never fought and Diabound never defeated her, so it didn't make sense"

"Maybe she was trying to help you" I suggested "Kisara is always like that"

"Is she here?" Bakura asked.

I nodded.

"Can we see her?" he asked.

"Yes" I said "But let's sit here for a bit longer"

"Sounds fine to me" he said we turned holding each other, watching the waves crash.

Me: I know y'all missed Atem's POV hopefully next chapter I can do my usual spilt POV….I really love this story it's so awesome! And if y'all haven' figured this out by now, I LOVE Outcastshipping, in fact, it actually makes perfect sense….Kisara lived on the streets, so did Bakura….they more than likely met up somewhere and how the hell would Bakura have gained Blue-eyes' power if Kaiba didn't exist I mean think about it…but I mean I just like the "weird" pairings I guess. I just think of it as a lust-lonely relationship whereas Misshaping and Casteshipping being "soul mate" type of deal...I don't know I guess I'm kind of setting Corruption up in a sense. But next chapter we will meet Kisara I love her so much! When I learned that Blue-eyes came from her I was like hell yeah man! Girl power!

Anyways, I hope y'all enjoyed :D