Disclaimer- This one word should immediately tell you that I have no rights to the characters in this story. With the exception of Frankie who belongs to her aibou and Tiri who belongs to me, the meaning of the word remains unchanged, I have no ownership rights to the characters in this story. The story is mine, the events are mines, but, as always, not the characters with the usual exception of the two I pointed out earlier in this stupidly long piece of writing.
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CHAPTER 3

Bakura walked into the hospital reception.
* Why does he want to see me? Damn Pharaoh.*
May I help you? spoke the woman at the reception desk.
Yes, could you tell me where Yami Moto's room is please?
Room 122 just go down this corridor then take the stairs to the next floor and then down the corridor on your left.
Thank you.
Bakura left reception and went on his mission. Soon he arrived at Yami's room.
* Hmmm, wasn't as hard as I thought. Ryou can so over estimate things.*
Bakura knocked the door.
Come in. came a reply from the other side.
Bakura opened the door and walked in.
Yami looked up at Bakura. A silence filled the air. Bakura spoke first.
You wanted to talk to me.
Yes. Please take a seat.
Bakura took a seat near the window.
You're looking much better.
Probably much to your disappointment.
No, not really. I prefer to be the one to take you down. Bakura looked down at his hands.
So what do you want to talk about?
Yami shifted.
Um. This is hard, but did you know a girl called Tiri?
Bakura was slightly surprised by the question.
Um, yes but that was before I met you. I heard she died along time ago. Bakura didn't look at Yami.
You're lying Bakura.
What makes you say that?
I've known you long enough to know when you're lying.
Bakura stood.
Ok, fine. I know she was here. I saw the way you reacted when you saw her, the way she was around you. I knew fully well who was when she arrived.
Why didn't you say something to her?
I didn't want to interfere. She was happy and I didn't not want to hurt her feelings in anyway.
How could you have interfered? Unless, you....
Yes, I was. I fell in love with her. She was always nice to me. She treated me like any other. You know, my childhood until I met her was miserable. I was alone, no one would play games with me because of what I was. A Tomb Robber's son. But when she came along it all changed, I was happy, even if she was my only friend, she was a good close friend who I always trusted and I will never forget her and that's why I swear that she will never be hurt even if she is dead.
Yami just stared at him then shook his head.
You really cared for her, didn't you?
More then my own life.
Will, will you tell me about her. I don't really know that much about her past before I met her.
Bakura smiled and nodded.
I will, But where shall I start? Oh I know how about how I met her?
Bakura looked to Yami for approval, he nodded.
Well it was a fighting festival, she was taking part in.
Fighting!?!
Yes, she was an excellent fighter even at six and she only got better as time with on. She could use many weapons and was able to take out me...
Bakura talked and Yami listened. They talked for hours soon both realising they had both fallen for the same qualities in her, the way she had just treated them, like normal people.