Okay, so two out of the three reviews I got said I should continue, so I did. I really wasn't expecting to have to so I kinda made that the prologue. This is a song-fic, I'm new to that so please don't get mad, the song is by Avril Lavigne, 'Complicated'. Okay read on! ^_~

As if he was doing a push up Ryou tried again to raise his body off of the cold wooden floor. Then he felt Bakura's foot pushing downwards on the small of his back. "Well had enough weakling," the man spat. 'What is it with you and taunting,' was one of the thoughts that ran through Ryou's brain, 'Bakura, I wish you would just leave me a lone, I'm sick of listening to you and putting up with you, everyone has their limits and you just reached mine.'

Placing up mental blocks so that the other man, Bakura, could not see through to him. Bending his arms slightly he could almost see Bakura's smirk, he probably thought he was winning, 'Not this time Bakura, it's my turn now to show you why I was a Street Angel!' was Ryou's last thought before using the momentum from bending down to push up rapidly.

The speed effectively caught Bakura off guard as his foot retreated from Ryou's back, before it could descend to continue its assault Ryou rolled to his left and away from Bakura. Jumping up to his feet in one swift movement he stared blankly at Bakura's shocked, slightly amused face. "Well, well Ryou it's seems you've got some fight in you, it seems I've taught you something." He smirked but Ryou's face just contorted with anger and disgust at that, 'It's all about you ain't it Bakura.'

"You haven't taught me anything!" Ryou knew his Yami, his darker half, would react tot hat, but he was ready.

"WHAT?!?!?" Bakura yelled Ryou had a feeling he would bring the roof down for that statement but would he let him? No, not this time, this time he was going to show him what got him the friends that showed him how to fight. Bakura charged, Ryou had been right, he did react, grabbing Ryou's shoulders Bakura shoved him up against he wall. Ryou didn't even wince which made Bakura growl.

"I meant it Bakura, now why were you yelling," Ryou grabbed Bakura's wrist and spun him around putting his right arm into a lock behind his back. Bakura, if he hadn't been a tomb robber would have screamed Ryou's grip was so tight, instead his eyes went blood shot and he was going to kill his stupid damn Hikari for this insolence.

-Chill out, whatcha yellin' for

"To get through that stupid damn too thick head of yours now let me go you brat!" Ryou's face remained angered but that remark didn't faze him, not this time, not anymore, it had happened so many times before.

"Those word and mind games don't work anymore Bakura," he growled through gritted teeth, "'Cause you've done it all before, so why don't you take a little brake?"

-Layback it's all been done before

"You insolent little piece of dirt I'm gonna kill you for this," Bakura responded his face contorted with anger and slight surprise that his Hikari his 'innocent' Hikari was capable of this.

"Oh on contraire Bakura, it seems for once I have the upper hand," and for the first time in a little over two years he smirked, just like he used to. Bakura growled at this and Ryou continued, "You don't stop to look at the people around you do you, and I want to know why. I like you the way you are, I've seen you normal and not flippin crazy," Unknown to Ryou Bakura's eyes widened when he heard his Hikari use such language, he'd never heard him utter so much as an insult before. "You remember don't you?"

-And if you could only let it be, you would see

-Flashback-

Ryou was asleep in his warm bed in his soul room, yet the soft folds did nothing to ease the ever-present pain of the wounds inflicted by his demented Yami. He rolled over facing the pitch-black door behind which his Yami dwelled. He was about to try and gain some more rest before having to rise for school when he heard muttering, it had a slight musical note.

Scrambling out of bed his wounds and need of sleep forgotten as he walked silently over to the door to press his ear tenderly against it. From within came the sound of words being mumbled absent-mindedly in a foreign language. Foreign in the sense that Ryou could not understand it, it was Egyptian, the race from which his Yami originated.

He was able, without being noticed which was a miracle on its own, to pushed the door pen an inch and saw his Yami on his bed, one leg lying on the other, arms crossed contentedly behind his head, eyes closed. A slight smile graced his lips as they moved to form the complicated words that went to form the song. The tune was soothing and Ryou realised suddenly that this was how his Yami was really like.

When, how he put it, 'that blasted Pharaoh' wasn't around and he wasn't there to beet his Yami was quite something, he didn't look half as mental and evil as he acted in fact he looked normal. More normal than any other time he'd seen him.

-I like, you the way you are

-When we're drivin' in your car

The melody was so soothing Ryou felt his eyes drooping and realised all to late that he'd almost dropped off meaning he'd lent against the door. This resulted in it swinging open and him coming crashing to the floor, his Yami immediately jumped to his feet and his once peaceful expression turned to one of horror and immense anger. Although his eyes could not physically Ryou mentally felt the glare of his Yami's gaze bore right into him.

"Why are you here?" he growled, Ryou picked himself off the floor, he couldn't sense the usual amount of anger in his Yami's voice but that was no reason to celebrate.

"I heard…heard singing and just…just wondered…" he trailed off, unable to continue, his eyes kept on the floor.

"Wondered what?" Bakura's voice seemed softer than usual in fact in sounded like it did a few moments before, normal.

"Where that…that sound was coming from and…and I saw you…you sing well," Ryou blushed at this statement. He heard footsteps approaching; he still did not dare to look up, expecting a blow to the head. He felt one of his Yami's strong hands pushed his head up so he was looking directly into chocolate brown orbs that were so very like his own.

"You mean that?" Ryou was in too much shock to speak so just nodded making Bakura smirk.

"Em, hm, what's it mean?" Ryou new that he was pushing his luck asking so many questions but his luck had pulled out so far, maybe it would serve again. He liked his Yami as he was now, he was actually acting normal and they were, as far as he could tell, having a civil conversation without it ending in violence.

-And you're talking to me one on one

"What the lyrics?" Bakura still held Ryou's chin, smirking as the boys face grew redder. Again the slightly shorter, only by an inch mind you, nodded. "That there's something in everyone."

Ryou looked up shocked when he heard the tone of voice his Yami used, he then realised before he fell to the floor that his Yami had merely been toying with him. "How dare you trespass and question em as though we're equal, because we're not." Ryou realised that his Yami couldn't be normal, not to anyone but himself; he then figured out that he was too proud to just let go.

-But you've become

-Somebody else 'round everyone else

It was like he figured that it was dangerous, that if he let go he'd be seen as weak and something bad might happen. 'Maybe I've just been reading to many novels,' Ryou thought, 'there's no such thing as a happy ending.' That one thought kept creeping through his thoughts as blow after blow was dealt to his already beaten body.

-You're watching your back

-Like you can't relax

Constantly putting on an act, that was Ryou's Yami in a nutshell, the way he acted around Yami, Yugi and their friends, the way he acted around Ryou, all a facade. Ryou new that and Bakura probably did too, but would his pride let him admit it? No, he probably couldn't even admit it to himself.

It all seemed so pointless now; Ryou had tried doing that once, when he went to junior school for the first time in Britain, he'd been seven at the time. He'd tried to act tough and not play the part of the weak new kid which with his build and present. Knowledge of fighting wasn't hard to act. His life went down hill that day, until he was shown, shown how to actually be a fighter and to them cool…

-You're trying to be cool you look like a fool

-To me

Okay, that was it for now, if you want me to continue please tell me. Also I had a review asking for a YAOI pairing, I don't object to it but I've never written one before. Okay vote for that in your reviews, please! ^_^