YA: Aw see, now this sucks. Listen folks, I'm terribly sorry for such a long wait. It was a mix between school and another block. I was concentrating on getting site up as well. So, I neglected this story, in fact, I neglected my daily rounds of looking in FF.net for stories to read. And boy did I miss a lot. But the good news is after reading one of my favorite stories I'm able to get started on this one.

Ryou: *sips drink* Huh, you mean this story isn't dead?

YA: Why would I give up on this?

Bakura: Because it sucks.

YA: I had to ask. Okay, man, from the last chapter, I got tons of reviewers and it's up to me to give my respects.

SSCeles: You know, I thought about it and I will keep this between Ryou and Bakura. Malik will still be in here but I can't break Ryou's heart by giving those two a spicy scene. So yes, this is strictly a Ryou/Bakura fic. ^__^

Ancient-sakai: Hey I like that name. Thanks for the compliment!

Zuzanny: Sorry for the wait. Here is is!

Mirakai and Yami Mirakai: Thankyou!!

Woodelf193: Thankyou, I think Ryou is going to have a nervous breakdown. Nah, just read and find out. ^_^

Yami Krissy: Ryou will be alright. Don't worry. *lol*

Maya: Why thankyou! *stands proud* But I want the love scenes to be for Ryou and Bakura only. Oh well. Malik and Bakura would have been interesting.

I love Bakura: Yeesh! So many presents!! *huggles* I've enjoyed them all and now I reward you with another chapter! Whoop!

Lone Wolf: For a while, the suspense was killing me too. ^^;; I didn't know what to do for a minute there. So go ahead and read who's watching Ryou!

Kate Tully: Your wish is granted. Ryou and Bakura forever!!

Blue-Kool-Aid: Aw, don't cry!! Well, yes go ahead. I had no idea my chapter would be so touching. It gets more touching in this one so grab some Kleenex. *pat pat*

Escuro de la Lus: Thanks for the Yami clone!!! Another present for me! And I'm still squeezing him!!

Yami: Please release me.

YA: NEVER!!!

Flaming Heart: I just love that name!! Hehe, thanks for reviewing, and don't worry, Ryou will be alright…well…just read and find out.

Yui Sakurazuka: Oh my. I couldn't kill Malik, that's a big no-no. Well in this story anyway. Hehe, read on to find out what's wrong with Ryou.

Firedraygon96: Bakura: I'll answer to this one. Thankyou for suggesting this insane authoress to give me my lemony spice. I think I deserve it for being so out of character. *scoffs* She made me a softie!!

YA: Okay, Bakura that's enough.

R Amythesit: Hehe, read on to find out who's watching Ryou. And yes, I went to your bio to find the other Ryou/Bakura fics. My, my, those were pretty good I must say. Thanks again!

Ranma Higurashi: Here it is! Hope you enjoy it!

YA: Man those were a lot of shootouts. Anyway here's the story that you patiently waited for. I hope you enjoy it!

*~*~* Somebody's watching me (No Privacy) Part 2 *~*~*~*~*~*~*

Ryou's POV

So there I was, curling up against the wall of the banister, listing the words Bakura was telling to Malik. The sweet words the flowed out of his mouth like liquid honey, makes me hunger for his attention more. I contemplated of how he was able to speak to his long lost lover they way he was and why wasn't he speaking to me in such a manner. What we did? After what happened? I know it wasn't a dream. And just to make sure, I lift my shirt up to reveal the marks he gave me earlier this evening. Yes, they're still there. Proof that Bakura once acknowledge me as his lover…or was he just using me?

Just the thought of being used by someone I deeply cared about cut me like a knife. It sent hot shivers down my back, like hot oil from a torturing practice. That's how I'm feeling at this moment. Watching those two…cuddle…caress…and…kiss…Those lips belonged to me once, his lips were mine before. At this moment, I shake the thought from my head. Such selfish thoughts overcrowded my head and I miss the real meaning why Bakura and his past lover is in the position they are in. I heard his story; it was so much more devastating then visiting his dreams. The vision of corrupted minds, of savage parents and so-called friends. And now's the time that he is able to find someone who completely understands him. I dare not get into the way.

I'd like to ponder and torture myself more about this, but while I'm watching them, I get this un-nerving feeling that I'm being watched. To the point where I actually feel someone breathing down my neck. I tense as each breath I feel tingle down my neck and causing my blood to heat up, much like what Bakura does to me at night. Mentally, I count to myself, preparing myself to turn around and view my opposer.

" 1…2…3…" Turning my head sharply, no one is there…which scares me more. Only the darkness of the hallway greets me. This is when imagination toys with me and I imagine the worst that's hiding in the darkest part of the corner. It took me a good while to stand on my feet, ignoring the fact that my legs are like jelly from fear. The door to my room creaks a little, a small warning that someone is inside.

"Time to face the worst." I tell myself. It wasn't working to build up my courage, yet I couldn't just sit there and wait for whatever it was to get me. As if reading my mind, the door swings open wider, allowing the moonlight from my window to trail into the hallway where I was standing. By the window was a figure, dressed in white from head to toe. Such purity it casts makes my fear wash away.

"Hello. Who are you?" I ask as calmly as possible. That was when our eyes met for the first time. So steely, so blue, makes me want to submit and surrender to its gaze. Like how well the terra is to the ocean. It's the only thing I can see, except when he makes a gesture for me to come.

"Please come in." he says. It's definite; a male and he's not from here. He has an accent from somewhere distant. I obey, more curious about his presence in my room. "Would you mind closing the door?" he asks. Normally, I'd be too frightened to close myself in a room with a complete stranger. But I feel that he has a reason to be here and his voice assures me that he's nothing to be afraid of. I obey and close the door behind me with a soft click.

"Before you speak, I'll answer your question soon enough." Now is when he approaches me, slowly at first, like a warning so not to scare me. Still close enough, his face is dark; the shadows do no justice to his brown skin, like Malik's. His eyes continue to pierce me, like entering my mind…or was he stealing my heart? He reached up and grazed his hands through my hair. His touch is soft and modest, exploring and searching…but for what? Further, his hands travel down to my face and stayed there for a minute.

"So unadulterated." He started, rubbing his thumbs across my cheeks. "And delicate and completely unblemished." The stare becomes harder as he seeks out any impurity in my eyes. "Not even your eyes hold malevolence." I nod slightly, allowing him to continue examining me. What I'd thought he was going to do was completely different from what he actually did. He pulls me close, so close; his breathing is felt on the tip of my nose. That's when he pulls me in all the way for a soft, brief, lust filled kiss. How I wanted to resist, but perhaps this was a test of some sort. And I missed the feel of it, from Bakura, not this person. I had no idea what this person wanted. It couldn't have been me, or could it? He pulled away slowly and looked as calmly as before. This kiss hasn't affected him at all, but it left me confused and bewildered.

"Yes, that validates your purity." He says. He backs away and sits on my bed, once again basking in the moonlight coming from the room. "My name is Shadi. I have come searching for the keeper of the Ring."

"I am he that keeps it." I respond. Now I'm touching my lips from the previous kiss.

"Good. You are aware of your dark side?" I nod. "You do know that he is a thief right?"

"I try not to remember." I mutter, although it was loud enough for him to hear. He shakes his head in slight disappointment.

"He must be stopped. Already he has three items, including the Ring and he won't stop until he has all seven." This could not be repeated. I was tired of hearing what could happen of the world was in Bakura's hands. All I wondered was if he was going to forget about me once he has all the power in the universe. "And only you can do it."

"Me? How?"

"I fear that no one can stand to fight Bakura except for you." He pointed to me. "You have an advantage because he will not hurt you."

"He's done it before. He'll do it again if I get in his way."

"You must not forget that you have the power of light. Many times, the light can outshine the darkness."

"And many times the darkness can smite even the brightness of lights." Logic over logic, Shadi was surprised I could counter his smarts but his stern face didn't show it.

"I can't force you. You're the only one who can decide the fate of this world. I'll just leave it at that." He removed himself from the bed. "I believe that you don't believe what I'm telling you. Either that or you're not fully comprehending what I'm tell you." I open my mouth to speak but he begins to fade.

"Wait! What if I need help! I think I still have questions!"

If you need my help, there will be a way for me to find you. That is all for now…

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Although Malik is here with me, I feel as if something is missing in my heart. I am finally reunited with my long lost companion but it's not as satisfying as it is whenever I'm by Ryou. What is this telling me…maybe I should just let Malik be…?

Bakura looked at the clock, noticing that it was 'round midnight. Although he hasn't been around long enough to know the schedule of Professor, he knows at what time he should be expected back. Even as old as he was, he still has a curfew, Ryou made sure of it.

"Malik…I hate…I mean…I don't want you to go, but the man of the house is expected to be here any minute." Malik sighed sorrowfully and removed himself from Bakura's strong hold.

"I understand. I'll return home…alone…" Malik tried his best to look as sad as possible and it was taking its toll.

"For now." Bakura said. "I'll be coming back for you. I have a mission for us." Malik's face expression brightened up instantly, his dull violet eyes began to glimmer with excitement.

"Like old times, love?" Bakura nodded and nuzzled his face in Malik's dusty blonde hair. Escorting Malik out the door and waving him good-bye, Bakura closed the door behind him and sighed long fully. His mind became mixed up, or was it his heart he was fighting with? It was old times and a long time ago when he was in love with Malik. Too many years, millennia passed by and now he's found someone new. Ryou, something that could not be found or replaced in this era, and he would not want to lose him for the word.

"I've been away from him for a while." Bakura noted. "I wonder if he's sleep." Snaking up the stairs, Bakura quietly snuck in Ryou's room but Ryou was wide awake, and sitting on the bed as if lost in thought.

"Did you have a nice bath?" Bakura asked, almost innocently.

"Hm? Oh yeah, that. Yeah, it was pretty nice." Ryou continued to ponder. 'But not as nice as the bath you took with be before.' Surprisingly, Bakura has nothing to say and he cursed himself for not being able to help Ryou when he was lost in this state of through. Below, the door opened and closed. Ryou suddenly perked up.

"Dad!" he stared at the clock and became angry. "He's back in this hour!? Oh no, he won't get away with this!"

Professor tried his best to be as quiet as possible when entering the house but to no avail. Ryou was already on to him like a leech.

"Oh hello, Ryou. What are you doing at this time of night?" Ryou proceeded to grab his father's shirt and pull him down so they were eye to eye.

"You overstayed your welcome at her house! What were you doing?" Professor paused and stared away from the angry russet eyes of his son, hoping that the heating of his cheeks didn't show. Ryou's eyes wavered slightly before he looked away as well.

"I see…" Ryou softly released his grip on Professor's shirt. "I…can't…" Ryou began backing away from his father. "I need to step out for a while."

"Ryou? Do you want to talk about it?" Professor asked, reaching out to his son. Ryou waved a hand of dismissal at his father, trying hard not to swat it in an angry manner. He grabbed a coat off the rack, placed it on and stepped out the door. Bakura treaded down the stairs just in time to see Ryou step out, and just in time to see cold tears running on his cheeks.

TBC

YA: And I'll end it right there!

Ryou: *wipes mouth* Why did I have to kiss Shadi!??

Bakura: Yeah, you lost your mind! *pulls Ryou* He's mine you idiot!

YA: I'm no idiot!

Bakura: I want my spicy scene!

YA: Soon.

Bakura: NOW!

YA: NO!

Ryou: Again folks, she says sorry for the long break, not to mention a craptastic chapter she's done. But please continue to support her by sending a review! Please send one!