[To answer questions regarding the "plot" of which I'm basing my fanfic:

I'm basing this on a bit of a hybrid of the dub and the manga. I'm taking components from both things to make my story easy to tell and to follow. There will be things later on in my story which will probably conflict with the dub or the manga, but I am molding my story in a way that will prevent conflicts between things I have written myself. My first priority is to tell the best story I can and everything else comes after that.

And, to everyone who has given me constructive criticism, of all kinds, I thank you. I will continue this story on a pace of a chapter per day until school starts again for me on Monday, March 17, 2003. I will then be forced to slow my pace to two or three chapters per week. I am determined thought to make sure this project is completed.]

After Yugi left, Bakura started to become tense. He started pacing around his room while his Funny Bunny tape was still playing. His being in the predicament he was in with the spirit of the Millennium Ring made Bakura just as sick as whatever illness he was suffering. Bakura felt regret, sadness, anger, and excruciating pain every day since his parents underwent that tragic fate almost a year ago. He felt he welcomed Satan himself into his life that day. He allowed his agony to overwhelm his reasoning and he paid an extreme price which was almost worse than death for it.

Bakura felt himself getting lightheaded and dizzy as he was pacing. He sat down on the bed and soon collapsed into a deep sleep while his feet were still over the side.

"Hey, twerp," the spirit inside the Millennium Ring snarled, "Having a good morning?"

Bakura snapped back, "What the Hell do you want?"

"That's not any way to talk to someone who has the lives of your parents in the palm of his hand."

"You're a sick bastard. How do I know you've not been lying to me all along? You haven't given me any proof that you can actually perform such a miracle."

"You'll just have to trust me."

"
Trust you? You have tried to murder all my friends on multiple occasions and you want me to trust you?"

"You act as if you have a choice in the matter, you little punk. I guess you don't really want your parents back that badly after all."

"You're nothing but complete scum! You'd play with anyone's mind and anyone's bad luck just to advance your own sick and twisted plans!"

"I couldn't care less if your parents, your stupid friends, or even you are dead. The Millennium Ring can always be given to another worthy, probably even more worthy, owner. The only reason why I'm even offering to bring your parents back to life is because I want something which I could really get on my own, but you can help me to get it faster."

"And I only promised to do it under the condition that you wouldn't use it to hurt anyone I care about."

"I merely opened up for cooperation to make my job easier. I have the power to make you do whatever I want. I proved that at Duelist's Tower."

"I chose to use Holy Ring Ulitma to save your spirit after Marik had it sent to the graveyard. You're the one who should be indebted to me!"

"If I didn't start shredding your soul to save my own, I don't think you would have been quite so heroic. You may have one of those pathetic 'good' hearts, but I know you would have not been sorry to see me go. Not until I made death stare you in the face did you even try to keep me alive."

"You're damn right, spirit. I wished your death from the inner depths of my mind, heart, and soul. I wished for the peace I had been praying for. I wished that you would just leave me the Hell alone!"

"Quit your whining, you little twit! Your ass is mine and it will always be! You will do my bidding every day until I find you are no longer useful!"

"What if I don't want to help you try to harness the power of the Millennium Eye any longer? What if I don't want to work with a thief who robs the truly chosen of what is rightfully theirs? Pegasus might have not done the right thing by robbing the Kaiba brothers, Yugi's grandfather, and others of their souls, but at least he was the destined owner of his Millennium Item! You had no right to steal it from him!"

"You're defending that worthless mound of dung? You're defending that weakling who I not only trounced in a Shadow Game, but who couldn't even win against Yami?"

"You act as if Yami isn't a better duelist than you. Yami is the greatest duelist in the world and he could mop the floor with you a million times."

"He only beat me because he tapped into the magical powers of his Millennium Puzzle."

"As if you didn't use the powers of the Millennium Ring to place obstacles in his way at every turn..."

"Don't you have anything better to do, such as milking information out of Yugi about how to discipline the powers of other Millennium Items? Or working other magic from your 'good' soul on the Millennium Eye?"

"You act like I'm your puppet who you can just move around to do whatever you say. I'm not. I will do what is best for myself. I will do what I can to protect my friends. I want my family back as well, but I'd rather keep them lost than allow others to be in danger. My soul is good and I don't intend on tarnishing it by helping you hurt people with that Millennium Eye!"

"You are such a dimwit, Bakura. You shall do exactly what I wish, whether you consent or not. I control your mind, body, and soul. What makes you think you even have any remote shred of power over me?"

"My friends will overcome any obstacle you set! Yugi will destroy you if you try to hurt anyone!"

"Yugi will have absolutely nothing on me after I extract and control the power of the Millennium Eye. He is the vessel for the pharaoh, a truly weak man with a lot of power that just fell right into his lap. Yami is nothing but a vigilante and a gambler who happens to have the throne."

"Yugi and Yami are truly great, courageous individuals. They are the good that will counteract and destroy your evil."

"We'll see about that, you little runt."

Bakura woke up feeling completely drained, in a wide-eyed daze, horrified about the conversation he had with the spirit in the Millennium Ring. He stood up from the bed, only to fall down face-first into a shelving unit a few feet away. Two shelves of books and a large pot, which held a cactus, fell down and made a booming noise that could be heard on the entire story of the building. Luckily, little of the debris actually fell on top of Bakura.

Solomon was frying some bacon for Bakura when he heard this noise. He instantly turned off the stove and walked out of the kitchen, down the hall, and knocked on Bakura's door.

"Bakura?", Solomon asked, "Are you ok in there?"

Bakura replied while holding his forehead, which received a nasty gash from the fall, "Ugh, I'm ok, Mr. Moto. But, I do think I need some aspirin."