YA: Hyah! Listen up folks; this will be the last quick update. Because I ran out of ideas and I have to think a while about how the story is coming along. Is it a writer's block? Hardly! I keep coming up with ideas to write other stories like crazy but I have too much to finish! So it'll be a while (maybe not over a week) until I give another chapter. But that's if things go my way. I'm pleased with many of the reviews I got. I got 45 just like I wished! Ack! Thanks so much! Now to give my shout-outs.

Yami Krissy: I'm glad you like the fic! Yay! And about that question of yours, eventually, Bakura will beat Ryou but it's not as bad as you think. You'll have to keep reading to find out how and why.

Aiko: O_o You're asking the same question as others? You guys really don't want Ryou to get beat huh? And yes, that's especially why I made this fic so I could give Ryou's father a chance to appear. He's such an outcast.

Harmonious Descant: Aww, there are plenty of non-yaoi fics that get lots of reviews. It's just now that Yaoi is getting popular. Bakura is a meanie isn't he? ^_^

Firedraygon97: Aww! *huggles* I'm sorry you had a crappy day. It makes me happy that this fic made you feel better. ^__^ Anaku will be appearing in the fic again and the dance should be in the next chapter.

Yami Tsuki Tenshi: Thankyou! Angsty? You really think so? ^^

LilyKitsune: Ooh, I hooked ya! Hoorah! Is this a fast enough update for you? ^___^

Zoe Moto: O_O;; Not another one!! You don't want Bakura to hurt Ryou either??? Okay guys, look. *points to main title* It says, "Til I Hurt You." It was in my original idea that that Bakura lays a hand on Ryou at least once! *cowers* You really don't want me to hurt him do you?...*sighs* What to do?

Sandria-Black: Aaayyeeeee!!! *huggles* You added me too! You're just the greatest! Thankyou so much! *wails*

Sarina Fannel: Much much thankyous! I had no idea this fic was so original. Who would have thunk it. LOL

Bronze Eagle: Whoo hoo! I updated right when you reviewed! So I didn't get to thank you in the last chappie! And you're smart too! I decided to let Bakura have his own body for now. But if I explain any more I'll spoil the story! *shuts up*

Baloo: Shut up. That's all I have to say. ^^;; But thanks for reviewing. Don't worry readers, I'm not being rude. He's a personal friend. I can tell him to shut up. ^_^

Ryou: Wow, that's a lot of thanks.

YA: Yep! You guys are all so special! Many thanks to Sandira-Black, Yui Sakurazuka and Harmonious Descant for adding me to their favorites list! Makes me feel gooey special!!! *huggles all* So why don't we get on with the fics. Onward!

*~*~*~*~*~* Memories Regained *~*~*~*~*~*~*

The snow…I can't stop the snow from falling. With as many flakes that fall, it equals to as many tears that fall from Ryou's face. I wonder if I can stop the snow from falling, I can stop the tears that continue to roll down the sweet white cheeks for Ryou's. The brightness of the house is now occupied with the dead of silence. The soft breathing that I used to hear at night from Ryou resting becomes interrupted by heavy sobs and chokes. I can't stand to see him like this. Something must be done…

For two days after the visit from the graveyard, Ryou has shown no progress of removing himself from his melancholy mood. With each passing day, he would mourn over the loss of his mother. The desk which sat in the corner of the room, he would sit and stare at his mother's pictures all day. Bakura listened at first to the thoughts of Ryou but quit when it was nothing but repeated messages. It was driving Bakura to the brink of insanity to see his "brother" like this and also to feel the painful emotions that Ryou was emitting.

One night, while Ryou was sleeping soundly. Bakura crept into his mind and explored his soul room. The atmosphere changed during the times, what used to be a bright clouded sky themed room, was now a cloudless starry night sky. The lone Bakura took this time to get to know the memories of Ryou and what was it exactly that made him so sad. Each picture that hung on the wall represented a special memory, with one touch the screen would show a short clip of what Ryou could remember.

While Ryou did most of his mourning, Bakura studied his memories in hopes of trying to make Ryou feel better. The pain in his heart was getting worse, and he thought now would be the best time to try. It was mid-day when Ryou was once again staring at a picture of his mother, softly weeping. Bakura casually walked to him and mimicked his moves by putting his arms on the desk and staring at the picture, every once in a while his eyes would drift to Ryou's, hoping that their eyes would meet like they have before. But it didn't work.

Time for a new strategy…

Bakura moved closer and closer until his cheek rested against Ryou's. He sat like that for a while and then rubbed his own face against Ryou's. Surprisingly, Ryou turned his head to face Bakura, bringing him his attention.

"Do you need something, Bakura?" he asked with a cracked voice. Bakura's face remained emotionless but his face edged closer to Ryou's until their noses were touching.

It's now or never my sweet Ryou…

Taking a deep breath inside, Bakura added a bit more pressure and nuzzled Ryou's nose, giving him an Eskimo Kiss (a/n: I'm sure most of you know what an Eskimo Kiss is, but for those who don't know, it's not really a kiss…just rubbing your noses together. It's cute an affectionate.). Ryou's eyes widened in shock, waves of nostalgia submitted to his body. Without hesitation, he smiled and responded.

/Thankyou, Bakura. This is making me feel better./

//Anything to see you smile, Ryou.// both boys pulled away and Ryou let out a small cracked giggle.

"My mother used to do that to me when I was feeling bad." He said. Bakura grabbed a pillow from Ryou's bed and held it close in a teasing manner.

"Well, don't think I'm getting all sappy just for you." He clutched the pillow tightly and gave a smug smile. "Your father would love to see you happy as well." Ryou gave another laugh and scratched his head.

"Oh yeah. I forgot about him." Ryou looked up at Bakura with the same warm chestnut eyes that Bakura longed to see. His warmth was being passed to Bakura making him feel at ease. But the feeling didn't last long, when the pillow that Bakura was holding came in contact with his head. "Ow! Bakura!" He ducked as another pillow made its way in his direction. Ryou himself picked up a pillow and knocked it against Bakura's head. Bakura remained stiff to his seat and he grinned at Ryou.

"That was weak! I didn't even flinch!"

Professor was reading a book, quietly sipping a cup of afternoon tea. He would normally enjoy the quiet but it was too quiet, especially knowing that his son was enduring a lot of pain. Or at least he thought it was pain because he was hearing laughter coming from upstairs. He too, laughed to himself when he heard the playful cheering if Ryou and Bakura.

"It's good to know my son is back to normal." He said to himself, burrowing himself further into the book. The doorbell rang interrupting him from his reading. He stretched in his seat and knocked the cat off his lap to get up. When opening the door, his eyes widened and he smile to see two of Ryou's friends at the door.

"Hi Professor Bakura!" the small boy cheered. "Is Ryou home?"

"We wanted to bring his homework because he's been absent for a while." The girl finished. "I hope he's feeling okay." All three of them blinked when a loud thump was heard followed by Ryou's hollering.

"Come in." Professor said nervously. He gestured the two children to wait on the couch while he retrieved Ryou from playing. "Ryou! Your friends are here to see you!"

"Oof! I'm coming dad! Ow!" Ryou replied from upstairs. Professor waited for a bit, but the roughhousing continued to go on upstairs. He gave up waiting and went into the kitchen. The two children giggled on the couch, the smaller one removing himself and taking the Professor's spot.

"Come on Ryou! We got something important to tell you!" he yelled.

"Ack! Bakura we have to stop playing for now!" Ryou said out of breath. "My friends are downstairs." Bakura shrugged.

"Go see them then."

"You'll have to get off of me!" Bakura continued to have Ryou pinned down on the floor. "Please." Bakura lowered his head and gave Ryou another Eskimo Kiss before rolling off of him and disappearing into the dark corner of the hallway. Ryou lifted himself from the floor and fixed his clothes. Cautiously, Ryou ran out of his room knowing that Bakura would sneak up on him from behind. His plan to running downstairs was cut short when his foot slammed into the doorway.

"Bugger me!!!" Ryou shouted holding his foot and limping. "Ow, ow, ow, ow!" He continued to hold his foot and limp towards the staircase when he heard running footsteps behind him. "No, Bakura! DON'T DO IT!!" With a loud roar, Bakura ran and pounced on Ryou knocking him off balance sending them both tumbling down the stairs.

From down below, the small boy gasped in horror when he saw both Ryou and Bakura tumble down the stairs, crashing to the floor below in a motionless stack. The girl checked them carefully, hoping that one of them would move. Ryou lied on his stomach while Bakura seemed to suffer more damage of having fallen on his back with Ryou lying on top of him.

"Professor Bakura!!!" The small boy cried. "Come here quick!! They fell down the stairs!!!" In a rush, Professor ran out of the kitchen in heavy stomps, his face covered in a veil of despair.

"Boys! What happened?" He gently shook Ryou and to his delight, he began to stir softly, a moan escaping his lips. "Are you alright, Ryou?"

"Ooohhh…" Ryou moaned. "I told him not to do it…" Professor helped his wobbly son back onto his feet and checked on Bakura. Bakura's hair was streaked with red, new blood from the opening of the wound on his head.

"Bakura? Can you open your eyes for me?" Professor asked stroking Bakura's head gently. Bakura's head rolled in the direction of his voice. His eyes slowly opened and then narrowed. "You'll be okay. Come with me." He lifted Bakura up to his feet and guided him to the kitchen. Ryou rubbed his hands together in a nervous manner, he was worried most about the opened wound on Bakura's head. The girl beside him placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"He'll be fine Ryou." She said.

"Thank you Anzu. Thank you Yugi for coming to visit me." Ryou replied never taking his eyes off the kitchen.

"And we brought you your homework!" Yugi said cheerfully. Ryou nodded taking the papers out of Yugi's small hands. On seeing Ryou's expression never changing, Yugi faltered from his cheerfulness.

"You never told us you had a twin, Ryou." Anzu said a questioning look on her face. Her eyes locked onto Bakura and then back at Ryou.

"I don't think that's Ryou's twin." Yugi muttered to himself. His violet eyes examined Bakura carefully and Ryou as well. He came up with another conclusion but thought it better to share it with Ryou when they are alone. "Anyway Ryou, everybody is outside waiting for you. We're going to have a snow fight and you're on our team!" Ryou laughed and shook his head.

"I'll pass." He squeaked.

"Aw, come on Ryou! You had a bad week and this should do you some good!" Yugi stepped in front of Ryou and stood on his toes. He clutched his fist and brought them close to his fact hiding an adorable grin that was spreading on his childish face. "Please, Ryou! Ryou! Ryou! Ryou! Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!" Ryou's laugh became more real this time.

"You sound as squeaky as I do, Yugi." He laughed. Ryou placed a finger on his chin as if thinking for an answer. "Okay. Let me get dressed." Both Anzu and Yugi cheered as they followed him upstairs.

Bakura waited impatiently as Professor cleansed his wound and wrapped a new bandage around it. He took out a small light and looked closely at Bakura's face.

"Open your eyes wider for me, Bakura." With an annoyed sigh, Bakura obeyed but became more annoyed when the bright light shone in his eye. Almost at the same time, something else flashed in the back of his mind. Memories! But not the same as Ryou's because they weren't as light and full of joy. These carried darkness and anger along with master plans of conquering cities and killing enemies. Again, the color of Bakura's eyes flashed numerous shades of red before the Professor.

"Bakura?? Are you alright?" Bakura jumped off the counter and spun around.

"Never felt better!" he crowed.

"I'm a little clouded by your behavior. Do you think you can clear it up for me?" he asked, studying Bakura carefully.

"But never has it been so clear to me!" Bakura said. "Finally I have come to my senses!" The sudden change of his voice was startling Professor but he continued to remain calm around this new sense of danger.

"I'm guessing you remember who you are." Bakura nodded. "Enlighten me, please."

"It's way beyond your time, old man!"

"How can that be true when I'm older than you?" Another triumphant laughter came from Bakura.

"That's where you're wrong! I'm much older than you!" Professor lifted an unsure eyebrow.

"How many years are we talking?"

"Over 3,000 years!" Professor gasped and backed up against the wall. He wanted to not believe Bakura, but how could he not. Bakura edged closer to Professor to cut the sudden distance between them. "You see, the ring that Ryou wears around his neck, it's ancient! It's about as old as me because I was encased in it long ago. I became a prisoner of the ring when Egypt was suffering from a crisis of a powerful force! The pharaoh had no choice but to lock these forces in Sennen Items to save the world you live in now."

Bakura noticed the three kids walking down the stairs and congregating in the living room.

"It's my goal now to retrieve the remaining six items and claim what's rightly mine!"

"Meaning world domination?" Professor asked.

"Exactly!" Bakura crowed again. His attention was now on Yugi, the holder of the Sennen Puzzle. "And destiny seems to be on my side for once! That boy holds the Sennen Puzzle, its power is one of the greatest held!" Before Bakura could make his move, Professor grabbed his wrist and pulled him back.

"If what you say is true, then I won't allow it!" Bakura sneered.

"You're only delaying the evitable! If I can't get it today then I'll get it another time!" Bakura struggled against the firm grip of the Professor. "Foolish Mortal! If you knew better, you would release me before I hurt you!" Despite the threats, Professor kept his hold while Bakura continued to struggle against him. Anger and frustration was building up inside of Bakura increasing his power within. Now that he had his memories regained, no doubt he remembers how much power he had inside. With one swift move, he swung his arm, knocking Professor off and into a nearby wall. So not to bring attention to Ryou, he stiffened his cry of pain.

By Ra! What is wrong with me! Why did I hurt the person who cared for me! Who called me his own SON??

Bakura stopped from entering the living room with the rest of the group. His eyes were now fixed on the fallen father that he has just attacked. Guilt was washing over him but his arrogance refused to let it get the best of him. His own thoughts were throwing him off of what he thought was important.

I'm still standing here! Why don't I want to help him? He would never do this to me! How could I be so cruel? I shouldn't be forgiven for the actions that have taken place. Blast my memories! I wanted them back so now I have them. And for what? To have me attack my own family. This must end before someone gets killed.

Without knowing, Professor reached out to Bakura while he was mentally arguing with himself. Bakura backed away, rubbing the new opened wound on his head making it bleed more.

"I don't understand…" he murmured. Professor has now stood up watching Bakura fall into a deep state of confusion. "Why am I debating against myself like this?"

"Bakura!" Ryou called from behind Bakura startling him terribly. Bakura whirred around with a pained look on his face.

"What's the matter with you, Ryou!" Bakura raised his hand and brought it down, making contact with his face. All was silent…the slap sound was ringing throughout ever room of the house. Ryou raised a shaky hand to his face and rubbed it gently, eyes of sorrow returning the gaze of an angry Bakura's.

"What's wrong with me?" Ryou's voice cracked with sadness. "What's wrong with you?" Bakura twitched at the tone of Ryou's voice. Tinged with sadness just as he had promised himself that he would always make Ryou comfortable and happy around him. Never to feel such hurt again.

My promise…I broke my promise to Ryou. My soul brother! My flesh and Soul!

Bakura shook his head in disbelief, almost falling into the arms that wrapped around him from behind. Professor had gathered himself and took Bakura into his arms in a comforting manner.

"Go outside, Ryou. Bakura and I have some things to discuss." He looked down at the confused Bakura. "You see, he just gained his memories and he's very confused." Ryou nodded and motioned Yugi and Anzu to follow him outside. Professor turned to face Bakura, gripping his shoulders firmly.

"Now tell me. Who are you and what do you have to do with my son?"

TBC

YA: Finished finally! I hope you like and I hope you can be patient until I can come up with a good enough idea for the next chapter. Also, I'm sorry but I rushed during the end so please forgive me...

Ryou: He slapped me!! *wails*

YA: He's just confused Ryou, don't take it personally.

Ryou: It still hurt.

YA: *sighs and give Ryou a Yugioh brand Band-aid*

Ryou: Oh goodie! I got a Pegasus band-aid!! Anyway, send a review by pressing that cute little purple button that says "Go!"