AN: Kinda boring. Mostly Bakura and Ryou fighting. Ends kinda important. Yea.

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Ryou's Problem 3

"Hey Ryou!" Yugi called. (AN: Yea, I know in the American Anime they call him Bakura, but to cut down on confusion in future chapters, he'll be called Ryou.) I smiled back at him and walked over. Fortunately Yami had been content to ignore most of my conversations and friends and just listen for key words. I don't know how Yugi would take to being jumped by Bakura.

"Whoa! What happened to your nose?" Joey asked.

"Oh, this?" I asked, touching my still sore nose. "I fell into a wall yesterday. Still hurts like hell though."

"Oh, well, hope it fells better." Yugi grinned as he returned to his game of duel monsters.

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"Huh?" I thought out loud. "Why is Ryou talking to those kids? That little one, stupid punk, is the one with the millennium puzzle. GRRR. His resemblance to the pharaoh is remarkable but it doesn't bother me. The pharaoh is dead and can't hurt me now. I'm just going to have to watch that boy though. Without the pharaoh and his following around, the items will be mine for the taking. I'll have to watch Malik and his sister as well. Though getting their millennium items might prove to be harder."

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"Hello?" I asked, answering the phone.

"Ryou? Yugi. A bunch of us are going to the park; wanna come?"

"Sure. I'll be right there." I grinned. Hanging up I grabbed my coat and went to the door, waving to Yami. "Be back later.

"And where are you're going?" He asked.

"To the park. With some friends."

"Which friends?"

"You don't know them." I said, slamming my mouth closed to late. 'Real good, Ryou. Why'd you have to screw that up like that? Of all the things to say!'

"Then you can't go." He told me. I darted forwards towards the door, but he grabbed my shirt collar and pulled me back inside, locking the front door. "I said, you can't go."

"But Yami!" I pleaded.

"No." I told him. "I know what you're planning. Do you think I'd just let you go out to buy drugs? Not on your life!"

"Fine." I snorted, suddenly feeling indifferent. What did I care? "It's not like it was really important. Nothing is."

"Oh and I suppose next you'll be saying that you wish you were dead?" He smirked.

"It's better to be dead then under your control."

"Shut up!" Yami screamed. "This is for your own good."

"Maybe you should consider that I might know what's good for me better than you do, huh?"

"Please." Yami rolled his eyes. "You can't tell up from down. These mood swings? Sudden fatigue? Anger? Suicidal thoughts? You can't think straight, let alone decide what's best for you."

"Whatever." I muttered, going to the stairs. "I'm tired. See you in the morning."

"But it's only four in the afternoon." I heard Yami muttered as I climbed the stairs.

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The phone rang and I reached over to turn on the speaker.

"Yea?" I asked gruffly.

"The puzzles carrier is going to a duel monsters tournament on the Duelist Kingdom Island."

"So?"

"So? It's two for one. A source tells me that the holder to the millennium eye will also be attending. No information as to who either carrier is though. I'm sure you either know already or your ring will help you out."

"Why are you telling me this instead of jumping on it yourself?"

"I've got some... business to attend to first. Besides, I've got a bit of insurance."

"Sure." I muttered. "Thanks for the tip off, though."

"I knew you were never one to waste a good opportunity. The ship leaves from port three in thirty minutes." Malik informed me before hanging up. I clicked the speaker button to hang up my end and grabbed my coat.

"Bakura?" Ryou called from the doorway.

'Shit! My Hikari! I can't just leave him here; that's asking for trouble! But I can't pass up this chance to get two items. Well, I guess that leaves me one option.'

"Yami?" Ryou asked, coming up behind me. "What's wrong?"

"I'm taking over." I told him, before I pulled myself into my soul room and into the driver's seat of Ryou's body.

/Yami?!/ Ryou thought frantically as I walked towards the door. I locked it behind us and continued on down the walk. /Where are we going?/

/On a trip. Relax. It's nowhere bad. /

/Not rehab? /

/Not rehab. I promised you we wouldn't go there unless you wouldn't co- operate. Now shut up so we can go. /

/Sorry, Yami. / Ryou whispered before closing the door to his soul room and blocking me out. Once he was out of my hair, I broke into a run and slipped into the shipyards. Being one of the few people there, I knocked one of the guards out and slipped onto the ship.

'Nice. Big as well. Shouldn't be too difficult to hide out. Can't afford to be seen. We can't all be millionaires with our own cruise ships.'

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/Yami? / I ask again, cautiously. Did I really want to know? It was too early to honestly care; my watch told me it was just a bit before eleven. Besides, the only thing I honestly cared about was getting a fix and staying out of rehab. /Yami, where are we? /

/On an island. / Yami told me, stifling a yawn. /Gonna take a nap. Just follow the others. Stay out of sight though... if you know what's good for you. /

I heard the door to his soul room close with a soft click and knew he wouldn't be out until he felt like it.

/Well that was helpful! / I yelled at his door anyway. Sighing, I looked around for the others Yami had mentioned. I heard voices and followed them, making sure I would stay out of sight. After a few minutes, I found myself at a large castle and the voices were climbing up a large set of stairs to what appeared to be a gateway. Frowning, I tried to make sense of it all. Suddenly, excited voices caught me attention and I pulled out of sight behind a tree. 'What if they're after me? Oh GOD! They're after me! I don't wanna go to rehab! Yami! Yami, you promised! You promised!' I took off running, hoping that the voice wouldn't follow me.

'Oh God! Oh God!' I screamed at myself. 'Please! Help me! Helpppppp! Wait! What if they beat me? What if they hurt me? Oh, please, no! NO!'

Finally winded, I collapsed against a tree and slumped over, breathing heavily.

"You promised, Yami." I huffed. "You promised."

/What did I promise? / I heard Yami sneer, but when I looked he was still in his soul room, asleep.

"You promised you wouldn't send me to rehab." I whispered. "You promised."

/Only if you were good. And I say... you aren't worth my promises. / Yami laughed.

"No, please! Please!" I sobbed.

/Shut up, wimp! / Yami screamed, a foot connecting with my stomach. /Shut up! Grow up you pathetic weakling. Bastard, shut up! /

Yami continued to insult me and beat me, causing me to cry harder. After a few minutes, he seemed to grow tired of my wailing and stopped. I cried softly, and crawled to my soul room, fear clutching my throat as I passed Yami's room. Opening my door slowly, I winced as it squeaked. I listened closely and heard the deep even breathing that result from deep slumber.