I'm so glad ppl liked this. I didn't think they would, but it brightened up my horrible day.

By the request of my reviewers, I've decided to continue this and make it an actual fic instead of one-shot. I don't know how it'll turn out but my inspiration well is a bit dried from the drought caused by the annoying writer's block. -

Note on possible misunderstanding: The last thought in italic in the first chappie is Yami's thought…on Yami Bakura…ehehe…sorry about the confusion.

So…there'll be some OOCness…^ ^; …it helps make it easier to write.

Yami Yuugi =Yami, Yami Bakura = Bakura and everyone else is everyone else. Couplings: Yami/Bakura, Seto/Ryou (implication)

Disclaimer: I did this already! Not doing it again!

Warning: YAOI! SHOUNEN-AI…blah blah blah…etcetera, etcetera.

More Than You Realized: Thoughts

Yami lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling.

It was late, maybe midnight; everyone in the house was asleep and the lights were out. The only illuminations were the stars and the full moon shining in through the window.

Yami didn't care about the time. It was usual for him to be up this late and as usual his thoughts were on a certain white haired boy.

'What are you doing right now? Sleeping most likely. Who are you dreaming of?'

Across town, the aforementioned white haired boy was far from sleep. He had been up all night, confused thoughts clouding his mind.

Every time he closed his eyes, he would see Ryou together with Seto. Bakura groaned to himself, staring at the wall. He wanted to erase the images from his mind, but they always came back.

Bakura hugged himself, biting his lips to keep from crying. Tonight he was home alone; Ryou was over at Seto's.

So he sat on Ryou's bed, clutching Ryou's pillow to him, taking in his lingering scent, trying to gain some comfort from it.

Closing his eyes, he was bombarded yet again with images, this time not of Ryou and Seto, but of a former Pharaoh. Trying to shake the images from his head, he opened his eyes.

'Why am I thinking of him?'

But he knew why, not entirely, but he had a pretty good idea. They were civil to each other now, having a mutual understanding between them. They could be called friends, in some sense of the word.

~Flashback~

About an hour passed, before Bakura's tears started to subside. Yami still held him in a tight embrace.

As much as he hated to admit, being in the Pharaoh's arms was warm and comforting.

He reluctantly pulled away and looked at Yami. Bakura blinked for a minute. 'Has he been crying?' Yami's faced was tear stained but he was smiling.

"Feeling any better?"

"Yeah." Bakura was embarrassed. He had just cried in front of Yami. The very same person he didn't even speak to except to insult, only the day before. He was shocked Yami wasn't laughing in his face yet.

"That's good." Yami jumped down from the tree, "Well, I have to go. Yuugi will be getting worried.

Bakura nodded before something came to him, "Pharaoh, if you tell about this to anyone, I swear to Ra, I'll…"

Yami interrupted him, "I won't say anything. This is between us only. Don't worry."

"Thank you." Bakura mumbled.

Yami gave him a soft smiled, before turning and walking away.

"Why were you crying?" Bakura blurted out, unable to stop himself.

Yami stopped, but didn't turn around, "Unrequited feelings." With that, he walked away.

Bakura watched his fading figure with confusion.

'What does he mean? Why was he…dare I say…comforting me? What changed about you, Yami? What changed?'

~End Flashback~

Bakura sighed. It had been two month since the incident, he still couldn't figure out why Yami had been so nice to him, why Yami hadn't broken his promise yet.

'What happened to you, Pharaoh? What happened to you? What are you thinking? Why are you doing this?'

Many questions floated around his head, lulling him to sleep. Yami's familiar face flashed through his head before he lost consciousness. His final thought was about Yami. 'Why?'

Yami turned over and laid on his stomach, burying his head into his pillow. 'Will you ever care the way I do? Will you ever love me? All I want is for you to care, for you to return my feelings. Will you? Will you ever?'

Yami slowly slipped into unconsciousness, the white haired Yami still invading his thoughts. 'Will you care?'

In his sleep, a tear slipped down his cheek.

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End…

It's 12:03 midnight on 1/9/03 and I'm done with this chapter. Heh. This chapter wasn't that painful to read was it? Poor Yami…poor Bakura…so many questions, so little answers…

Well, if you want me to continue, REVIEW…lol…if you don't want me to, review and tell me not to continue this. My inspiration is coming back and my writer's block is decreasing so that's good.

Who should Yuugi be paired with? I'm gonna have some mention of him in the story and it seems kinda mean to have him be lonely. ^^;;

Well, review and tell me what you think. Remember…praise and constructive criticism welcomed…flames will cause harm to these two character's possible future relationship together. ^_^

© Todokanunegai 1-9-03