Here we are, the next chapter! Sorry it took a few days. ^_^
Seto: Am I in this part?
No. You are mentioned though.
Seto:I want a bigger part! I deserve my own fic!
Ryou:You want her to write about you?
Seto:Umm...
*smirks evily* You got money Keiba, buy one...
Seto: Hey! I can't! You don't own Yugioh or me!
Mahahahahaha! I got you to say the disclaimer!
Seto:O_O'
Ryou:Does that mean you aren't going to make me say it any more?
If you give me a hug I might consider it...
Ryou:*Of his own FREE WILL gives Saraha a hug*
*Cries* I knew this day would come!
Ryou:O_o
Seto:*snickers*
*Bashes Seto with a chair* Don't be mean to my Ryou-Chan!
Seto:x_x
Ryou:o_O Ryou-Chan?
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"What are you talking about?"

He stopped shuffling the deck and placed it on the side table.

"What am I talking about? Are you that thick headed!?! Maybe I let myself relax to much

last night and you forgot your place."

He closed the space between us in two steps.

"Do you think you are in charge here? Do you think we're 'friends'? Well!?!"

I couldn't believe this. It was like *he* was two different people. I didn't say anything.

He study me with insane eyes, not a thread of kindness seemed to be in him. He waited for

me to respond. Let him wait, what was he gonna do, beat me? He'd done it before and frankly

it didn't scare me. I glared at him waiting for him to do something. He just shoved past me and

locked himself in my fathers bedroom. I fell to my knees, what was wrong with him? It *did* scare

me that he could be so unpredictable, it scared me a lot. I had thought we were coming to a

truce of sorts, that we'd respect each other although we were different. Guess I was wrong,

really wrong. I crawled over to my bed and lay on it, staring into nothingness.


I must have laid there for hours just doing nothing, I had no idea what Yami was doing while

I spaced out, I'm not sure I wanted to know. I finally got up and looked at the clock, it was

three thirty in the afternoon. I decided to get up and go take a shower, I was still wearing

yesterdays school fuku. I dug through my dresser, got some clean clothes, and proceeded to the

bathroom. I took a long cold shower, scrubbing myself free of the smells of yesterday:

sweat, paper, cooked meat, soda, and...my Yami. My Yami's scent, it was like the smell of

a desert night, a cool sandy smell full of mystery. I blushed as I washed my hair, why was

I thinking of him? I rinsed the soap off and turned off the shower. What did he mean to me?

I remembered my thoughts of when Yami slapped me, 'A paracite', was that what he was? I dried off

and got dressed letting my hair air dry. The doorbell rang and I ran to answer it. At the door

was Yugi. I must have looked surprised because Yugi looked up at me and explained,

"I brought your homework."

I smiled, forgetting about Yami for a moment and invited him in. I made us tea in the kitchen.

Yugi and I sat at the table rather serenely drinking tea.

"Are you feeling better, Bakura?"

"Hai, I guess I'm just a bit tired from our move.", I lied.

"Are you sure? You look pale."

"I'm fine, I may stay home tomorrow too, just in case."

"Well, if you do It'll be someone else bring your homework, I'll be gone for...a while."

I must have looked puzzled because he continued.

"I'm...going to be in a tournament...a Duel Monsters tournament." He pulled a letter out of

his school bag and handed it to me. I skimmed it quickly and gasped as I finished,

"Your going to go to Duelist Kingdom!?!"

He nodded looking a little sad. Then he muttered something I couldn't hear.

"I'm sorry...I couldn't hear you..."

"I...beat Seto Kaiba in a duel."

My jaw dropped. I knew who Seto Kaiba was, everyone knew, even those who wouldn't know

who the Duel Monsters world champion was, knew him as the multibillionaire teenage

CEO of Kaiba Corps. he was said to be unbeatable, he had at least two blue eyes white dragon

cards, although was said to have three, no one had lasted past two blue eyes to know.

Yugi was blushing a fierce red in my obvious amazement. I asked the first thing that came to my lips,

"How did you beat him? He has two blue eyes!"

"Three actually."

"You beat three blue eyes?"

"yes..."

"How?" I didn't mean to pester him but this was huge news for the world.

"I...assembled Exodia..."

I stared in growing amazement, "Your joking right?"

He reached once more into the school bag pulling out his deck and grabbing five cards, handing

them to me to see. I held them with trembling hands as I silently read the cards:

Left Leg of the Forbidden One, Right Leg of the Forbidden One, Left Arm of the Forbidden One,

Right Arm of the Forbidden One, and Exodia the Forbidden One. This was a feat none had ever

done, it was said to be impossible, and little Yugi had done it. What was I supposed to say?

"Wow..."

Yugi couldn't have blushed any more red. I didn't know why he seemed embarrassed, this was incredible.

"Does that...make you the world champion?"

"No, it wasn't a tournament so he keeps his title."

I left it at that, I didn't want to make Yugi even more embarrassed then he was, I handed

him his cards back. Now I suddenly remembered Yami who was just in the other room, his words

were burned into my mind, "That boy, Yugi, he may be very important to my plans'. Yugi was

endanger and I had let him be in the same place as Yami for way to long. I didn't want to

clue him in on what was going on, I had to get rid of him though. Luckily Yugi at that moment spoke up,

"Well, thank you for the tea, but I've got to get going, the boat leaves in about an hour."

"Oh, all right, thank you for keeping me company for a while. I hope you win the tournament, Yugi."

He looked at me with incredibly sad eyes although he was smiling, "I must win...if I can't...I don't know what I'll do."

I couldn't help but stare, Yugi seemed so noble, yet frightened, something other than the prize

was on the line, I knew it. I smiled kindly though and thanked him again as he left, I wasn't going to bother him with

my questions. I was going to however find out what my Yami's plan was, he'd been too quiet today.

I went to my father's bedroom door and relised it was unlocked, I walked in.

The room was larger than my own room and filled with books, papers, and artifact; all of which

were in jumbled heaps on the floor. None of the lights were on and something was shaking on the

bed. I approached it carefully and sat on the bed next to the huddled mass that was my darkness.

He sat up looking at me with a mixture of hate, fear, and remorse. He was crying in a way, no tears

fell down his cheeks but, that was because he wouldn't allow them. He cried dry tears, and I didn't know,

"Why?" I relised I'd spoken the last word out loud and it was too late to change that.

What amazed me was he answered me.

"I spent three thousand years in that ring, three thousand years trapped in that forsaken darkness

waiting for someone to find me. Then I was released again, into this world. I don't have my own

body, I have to put up with the shadow Realm always pulling at me with it's dark powers, and

the only people that I knew and are still alive in some ungodly way are my sworn enemies!

Do you have something that's worse!?!"

He grabbed me by the collar, pulling my eyes to meet his hateful ones, "Well, do you have something

so horrible pull at your soul, something that takes away everything that ever met something to you?

You just live your little life and then when someone hurts you in the smallest way you get upset.

You never had your life stolen from you. You never were cursed to live for all eternity within that ring,

to be eternally damned ,never to do what you pleased, but to do the will of the shadows.

Then you'll die, I'll end up back in the ring, alone in the dark for Ra knows how long!"

He dropped my collar and concentrated on keeping the tears in, he shook with his pent up emotion.

I wanted to comfort him, but I was afraid he'd push me away, I was but a mortal who found him by sheer coincidence,

not some mystical fate. He was frightened by something and if it could scare someone who

was immortal, it was frightening indeed.

Yami had curled up on the bed, his knees pulled against his chest in a protective way; his eyes

were no longer insane but, held the vision of loneliness, something I had seen in the mirror

before.
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*Saraha, Seto, and Ryou(-chan) are siting on the couch. Seto has a large lump on his head,
Saraha is drinking tea, and Ryou is staring at Saraha*
Ryou(-chan): We sat there drinking 'tea'?
Whats wrong with that? I like tea!
Ryou(-chan): It just dosen't sound...normal.
???
Seto: Sounds like a nice little tea party. *Snicker*
Ryou:*Attacks Seto*
Seto:*Fights Back*
-_-'
Ryou:*Emurges from the fight victorus*
Seto:x_x
Well, Seto's uncouncus so you'll have to do the closing...thing.
Ryou:*pouts*Why can't you do it???
'Cause I want you to.
Ryou:*grumble*Fine! What is it really that Yami fears? Will I be able to help him as well as
myself with lonliness? Will this fic go on for a while?
Find out next time on Dragon Ba...I mean...this fic.
Ryou and Saraha:^_^'