Saraha: I told you I'd have it up soon! *grins*
Marik: So?
Saraha: So? So!? I put my heart and soul into this!
I worked hard, really hard to get the right mix of
fluff and mild angst with bish on bish glory! You
do not say 'So?' to that mister!
*holds a random lamp in a threatening way*
Marik: OO; Gomen!
Saraha: *smirk* That's better. *throws random
lamp out the window* Now the disclaimer if you
will little manservant!
Marik: *grumbles before starting*
Saraha does not own Yugioh. She doesn't own
me or Ryou or Yami Bakura or anything accept
a pile of cards, printed pictures, and
a Celtic Guardian action figure she 'borrowed'
from her little brother. If it were up to her
4kids would be getting the living crap beat out
of them by a rather pissed off herd of Koribohs.
*shudders* Scary image there.
Saraha: Thankies Mariky-chan! *glomp*
Marik: Oo I thought we were past this!

Saraha: I'm rather proud of this chapter. I got it
out fast and I got it out looking nice and most of
all you Bakura/Ryou perverts can rest at ease with the
fact that most of this is everything but a lemon!
Sorry to those who wanted a lemon but with the
amount of people getting reported of FF.net for
such things it's not a safe thing to do. Extra
warnings for people Bakura shows a bit more of
his sadistic side and very mild bondage
(Bakura:Bondage is fun! Ryou: *blush*) with
a bit of fluff in the middle and the end.
I'm quite proud of it. ^^ Enjoy!

~*~

With a gasp I bolted awake my heart beating heavy and my
body tense. I blinked and calmed down realizing I was now
sitting up on a bed. My own bed. In Domino. I blinked again
and was greeted by the door opening and a nervous looking
Rune peaking in. Her honey eyes widened slight and she now
fully burst in getting me in a hug before I could react.

"Oh Ryou! We were so worried! You slept so long we'd thought
you may never get up and we didn't know what to do expect use
Bakura's healing powers!"

Finally Rune let go long enough that I could see Yui standing
in the doorway dressed like Rune in human clothing and the clean
white apron I wore when cooking.

"Rune get off him! He's not well enough yet!"

Rune scuttled like a cat away from the bed and Yui spoke now softly.

"Are you hungry Ryou?"

For a moment I thought about this but before I could answer she
was gone and back with a mug that smelled deliciously like
chicken soup. Yui came and sat on the edge of my bed a carefully
handed me the warm mug. I took a slow sip and when I sighed
at both the feeling of something in my stomach and at the taste
of Yui cooking the Lady of Faith smiled satisfied. I took another
sip before I thought of something.

"How, how did we get back here?"

Yui and Rune exchanged glance before Rune answered.

"Well, what was the last thing you remembered?"

"I remember getting the ring back after Tristin threw it,
and yami saving me... after that it's pretty much a blank.
Where is yami anyway?"

I glanced around as if expecting him to suddenly pop out
of my closet or something. Rune giggled looking at Yui
who had grown very red.

"Yui threw him out of the kitchen earlier! It was great!"

Yui glared at Rune and stalked out of the room. I turned
to the remaining being.

"But where is he now?"

Rune shrugged.

"He got all upset after that and went off to your dad's room or
something. I told him he had to leave you alone otherwise he'd
probably be here. He was acting like a total asshole though,
he had to pretend he was you the whole trip back here so no one
would know that you were um, unconscious. He really, really hated
having to talk to Tristin and Yugi on the way. I think he was just
mad that Yugi-chan survived his duel with Pegasus though and
saved all the soulless ones."

I leaned back into the cool pillows my mind calm for a moment
with the thought that that Mokuba, his brother, and Yugi's
grandfather were safe again. I wondered for a moment what
became of Pegasus but the thought fled my mind the second
I thought of something else.

"How long have I been asleep?"

"Well, you said the last thing you remember was getting the
ring back? Well, you were all back to Domino by late night
and you sleep through that... About two days."

"What!?"

"Well, it's Monday evening now so just under two days really."

I stared at Rune in disbelief. I'd been sleeping for two
days? What about school? What about father? What about yami?!
I fell back staring at the ceiling, my head still aching
and confused. My yami had been left without supervision for
that long? I imagined the world a disaster area with a laughing
evil yami sitting among the rubble but quickly shook it out and
here the door to my room close and Rune was gone. I sighed
sating up, realizing the way that my spiky hair stuck to my back
I was in great need of a shower. I wrinkled my nose as I looked
at the worn clothing I wore. Better find something else for now.
I opened my top dresser drawer and pulled out a pair of light blue
fleece pajamas.

In no time at all I found myself in the bathroom, steam from
the shower rising all around clouding everything with the
watery mist. Sighing at the overwhelming warmth that covered like
a blanket, I stripped down and stepped into the steamy spray.

My hair was soaked soon and I watched as the clear liquid fell off
my body in drops spilling into the drain below. I took my time and
enjoyed it until the water began to suddenly cool, indicating I had
used up all the hot water. I reached and pulled the fluffy white
towel over my head getting it as dry as possible before moving on
leaving myself dry and the towel a soaking mess.

It was then that I noticed the fact that I was missing a pair of
pajamas which I was quite certain I'd brought. I wasn't about to
put back on the dirty clothes in the hamper but the idea of going
out the bathroom door in just a towel was rather embarrassing to
say the least. However what else was there to do? Collecting the
remains of my lately abused bravery I made my way to my room
very thankful that Rune and Yui were still in the kitchen. I
found as soon as I opened my door the clothes sitting in a neatly
folded pile on the dresser. Grumbling to myself about forgetfulness
I pulled on the fleece bottoms, for the moment deciding underwear
was not necessary.

"Feeling better yet?"

I turned quickly, too quickly in fact because the next
moment I was falling right onto the bed where until that moment
I didn't realize sat my slightly older look-alike. I landed wide
eyed on my yami's jean clothed lap blushing considerably. He
blinked looking not at all surprised down at me.

"You really are clumsy you know."

Still blushing I scooted away, embarrassed to say the least. An
arm grabbed hold of me though pulling me firmly back to him.
He let it rest around my waist and the other found it's way to
the side of my face caressing a cheek for a moment before
falling to my still mildly damp hair. I couldn't move, both out
of his grip and that I didn't want him to stop touching me.
My breath caught in my throat for a moment as I felt him
shift slightly and bring my head to his chest. He inhaled,
or at least seemed to, deeply. I tilted my head up looking at
him above me.

"Peaches."

For a moment everything was silent before I found the voice I
seemed to lose when he was around.

"What?"

"You. Your hair smells like peaches."

I felt heat rising to my face and I looked away.

"I-it's my shampoo."

I heard my darkness chuckle softly and his hand finger combed
my hair for a while I sitting on his lap like some sort of
doll in his heated grasp. It was strangely calming but I need
to speak, need to converse even if it would ruin such a moment.

"Why did you drug me?"

He stopped abruptly, the hand that had played with my hair seemed
to go limp and fell from there. I could tell he was surprised
that I would ask and that made me wonder. Did he think I would
simply allow him to do as he wished all the time? While I knew
that physically I couldn't stop him from anything I wouldn't remain
quiet and let him take control of my body when ever he wanted.

A sudden spark of my fury of being drugged while the dark
spirit did as he pleased with my body made me find the courage
to pull myself out of his grasp. I turned and looked at him
still sitting on my bed now watching me hiding his mild surprise
in those velvety brown eyes. He was dressed I noted in the back of
my mind different than myself and it was obvious he'd taken my
unconsciousness to strip himself of his most hated sweater and
replaced it with a black t-shirt that I hadn't even realized I
had; He was barefoot and wore faded jeans as well and I noted
that the sennen ring sat on the side table nearby.

"Because I needed you out of the way."

"It's my body though! You can't just do whatever you like!
I-I won't let you!"

The quiet seemed to almost echo and I wondered what possessed me
to be so bold. He took two frighteningly quick steps I found myself
pressed against, pinned to the wall by the taller stronger
and much darker me. His arms boxed me in and his stare was
a merciless gaze with no emotion that I could identify.

"You seem to forget hikari dear, I own you. I own your soul and
I own this body that you claim to have. I can do whatever I like
and I will. You wagered yourself in our shadow game and you lose.
Be grateful I am merciful enough to let you abide here still,
my hikari."

The look in his eyes was intense, a possessive nature glossed over
the chocolate hue and for a moment I was terrified before he so
suddenly pulled me into a searing kiss. It was like heaven and
hell colliding. He, so warm and dominating that I couldn't help
but wish for more yet at the same time an intense fear of what
would happen, what could happen because of my outburst. That
however quickly left my mind when his hands moved to my face
holding me in his kiss as he forced his way into my mouth
almost bruising so.

And I loved it.

It was what I wanted, what I need it a desire that my mind
was not fully and consciously aware of. It was intense and
dramatic a mix of pleasure with the aftermath of mild fear
and the strange love for the slight pain. He was a drug and
I helplessly addicted to him, unable to see life without it
ever. Leaning himself forward more he took my bottom lip
between his lips and bit down just enough to draw blood
making me scream against his lips, the sound never traveling
further than my ears. He lapped up the blood greedily, the
crimson liquid rolling down his own full lips to be caught
by his tongue like a cat and those glazed eyes set on me
hungrily and I powerless to look away.

His hands traveled downward and I saw the smirk the pulled
at those once bloodied lips before slim fingers found a
nipple and pinched hard. His mouth was pressed to mine before
my cry was heard blocking it and ravishing me so.
His fingers rubbed at the now hardened nub creating such
a friction as the pain dulled to an ache that I whimpered
into my yami, hands finding there way to his neck in
the midst. He grinned, I could feel it, see it in my mind,
even taste in in the kiss before he let his hands fall further
a single finger tracing my navel as he moved out of the kiss
to nip at the joint of my neck and shoulders a place that
I knew from our previous experiences was highly sensitive
and this time when I yelped he let it be heard echoing dully in
my bedroom.

"My hikari.", he whispered huskily against me and I shivered
at the notion loving the idea, the very thought that I was his.
My yami's hands now came behind me, holding me to him
for a single fleeting moment before thumbs hooked on the
elastic of my fleece pants. I blushed heavily and I heard
his chuckle again.

"Please.."

"Please what Ryou?"

He licked across my jaw line tenderly emitting a shiver from me.
I didn't know what I wanted, everything was a spinning
madness in my mind and the only thing that made sense was how
every time he touched me I felt happiness wash like water over me.

"Please anything... just don't let me go."

He paused moving so he could see my face the chocolate orbs
surveying my own for something. So suddenly he smirked and in
the blink of an eye he flipped us and somehow pushed me onto
the bed. I gaped for a moment the suddenness of the movement
taking me completely by surprise. He stood still watching me,
thinking, as much as felt the need to simply lie there I
pulled myself into a sitting position watching him as well.

It was like he had suddenly woken, for the first time realized
what he was doing. I couldn't take it though, I couldn't take
his so sudden stopping, his strange and sudden fear. With haste
and a nerve I suddenly found in frustration I pulled him to the
bed with me so that we were lying next to each other both panting
with the heat of our desire. He looked at me with surprise and
I kissed him tracing his lips with my tongue my hands instinctively
finding there way into his shirt caressing the more developed flesh
there. My tongue hit my mine own lips for a moment and the coppery
residue of my blood filled my senses. I let go and lay back and
watching my yami.

"Don't leave me."

He looked surprised, shocked even at how I reacted to him.
That all this had started with strange outburst, maybe still that
I would have such a nerve as to question him so. Maybe as to
how I let him do this to me, that I craved his attention, his
touch, the soft almost amused glances he sent my way. That I
wanted more than anything in this world or the next his love.

His next move was so quick and sudden I may have blinked and not
seen him. He had my wrists in his grip and I felt the twist of
cloth as he with great ease tied my hands behind my back leaving
me totally at his mercy. I found myself oddly liking the idea.
He sat back on his heels and eyed me with lazy almost detached
interest. He removed his shirt now watching my chest rise and
fall as I was entranced by him. He straddled my hips and
leaned so we were nose to nose, chest to chest, and I
gasped and whimpered beneath him. He tilted my head to give
him a better angle of my neck and clamped down on the spot
sucking the flesh with a stinging pressure and his other
came to my mouth muffling my piercing scream of both in
pleasure and surprise. When he finished there he gave the
now super sensitive spot a quick caressing lick before
he released my captive mouth. He nuzzled against my shoulder
planting several soft kisses before he found his way
to an ear.

"Little one."

I couldn't suppress my moan.

My darkness looked me over with a calm yet hungry look.

"Mine."

"Yours." I gasped, my eyes closed as I felt his heart beat
against mine. I didn't care if he claimed me to be owned by him,
I wanted to be his only his forever. I felt a hand caress a still
clothed thigh for a moment before hovering over my waist band.
I opened my eyes to see my yami's concerned eyes on me. He
looked a bit fearful, like I was made of porcelain and he feared
to break me. He was a little afraid, I realized suddenly the thought
of the strange dreams I'd had of little Aku came to mind. I pushed
for the time being anything I'd thought about those memories away
and locked eyes with the being I loved.

"I trust you more than anyone yami."

His eyes widened and he looked a little sad a little regretful.

"How can you? How do you know I won't really hurt you?"

"I know. I just know."

He smiled at me the slightest tinge of sadness in before leaning
forward into a tender soft kiss. He licked my check then.

"Thank you, hikari."

~*~

Saraha: Weeeee! That was fun to write! The only thing is my
parents and grandma kept walking into the room while I
was doing the Bakura/Ryou scene and that's bothersome.

Anywho, next chapter we find out: where the heck Rune and
Yui are, Ryou's dad comes home, and what in the shadow realm
is that on Ryou's neck!? *cough cough* -_-;;

The next one is the last one so stay tuned everyone, I'm still trying
for the 03/25 deadline and please please review! ja! ^^