Camii: I don't Yu-Gi-Oh!, I forgot to mention this in the first chappie, so forgive me….please R&R, and a small note: when Ryou appears to Malik and Bakura he is barely visible, like a hologram…

Chapter 2

My Love Belongs With Another

Bakura's finger ran through Ryou's snow white hair. He felt Ryou's chest under his shirt, felt Ryou's blood on his fingers. He would never forget nor would he ever forgive himself.

Bakura looked up as stood before him a crying Malik.

~*~*~*~*~

The days passed by, though only two, Ryou grew sad and depressed. Yami noted this and took action.

"you miss your dark" he said plainly, "though he hurt you-you still love him, what ignorance"

Ryou looked up and locked into Yami's gaze. This wasn't the Yami he knew, this Yami had grew cold yet he had tried to conceal himself from Ryou. Ryou replied softly,

"ignorance, Yami? No. I bet you long for Yugi, even till this very day"

"how can you be so forgiving?" Yami said coldly

"I love him, Yami. And you, Yami, you love Yugi and it is destiny that brings you still to him, and it will be up to destiny to bring me yet again to the abusive one we all know as Bakura"

He paused, letting Yami understand what he had just said, Ryou looked into Yami's crimson eyes, Yami returned the gaze.

"do you understand Yami?" Yami nodded in response

"now what can I do to get out of here?"

"I dreaded the day you would ask me this, for you, too will leave me here" Yami sighed,

"everyone who comes here gets homesick, so you can visit Bakura only once, and if Bakura realizes what he has done is wrong, and you forgive him---you can stay"

"yo-you mean stay with Bakura?"

Yami nodded, "oh thank you Yami" Ryou said gratefully hugging the dark one.

~*~*~*~*~

"HOW COULD YOU? YOU SICK BASTARD YOU KILLED THE ONLY ONE I EVER LOVED!"

"please Malik, please, you don't understand"

"UNDERSTAND WHAT? YOU FUCKEN PIECE OF SHIT"

Malik's chest heaved up and down as he stared evilly at Bakura who had remained calm through the whole dilemma.

"YOU COULDN'T OF HAVE"

Malik cried grabbing Ryou's lifeless body and running out of the house

"oh Malik, you'll never forgive me either"

Bakura watched from the window as Malik ran into the park with Ryou in his arms.

~*~*~*~*~

"what has he done, Ryou?, please, Ryou say something" Malik pleaded shaking Ryou's body.

Storms clouds had gathered and Malik's platinum blonde hair had covered his face completely. Malik hold Ryou's body close, sobbing. Malik had lost it completely.

"your not gone, your not!" He kept repeating. Thunder boomed up upon his head and he left Ryou's body. He kneeled onto the wet ground, screaming into the heavens….

"why? Why Ra? YOU KNEW HOW MUCH HE MEANT TO ME! NOW I HAVE NO ONE! ALL BECAUSE OF YOU AND YOUR STUPID DESTINY? WELL YOU KNOW WHAT? MY DESTINY IS TO BE WITH HIM!"

Malik threw himself on the wet grass a few yards away from where he had left Ryou.

"I loved him so much.." he pounded his fists into the grass

"Please Ra anything--anything I'll do anything to bring Ryou back--back into my arms"

Malik looked at the storm clouds, a evil smirk unfolding itself carefully on his face. He now knew what he had to do. Malik lifted Ryou's body and headed home.

Malik went in the back door and avoided any contact with Marik, he lay Ryou on his bed, and opened a large box under his bed. He opened it, looking in he saw many things, a note, a gun, and a picture. Malik took the gun in hand and crept down the stairs. Marik came into view, boringly flipping through the channels on TV.

"bored, Marik?" Malik asked bitterly, holding it in Marik's direction.

"I hope your happy, 'cause soon I will be happy, too"

"happy of what?" Marik said carefully observing Malik and the gun in his hand

"you've succeeded in keeping me from Ryou, but that won't work, you should have thought logically, as you always say. Now that he is as far away from me as his--so will you, goodbye Marik. All the pain you've caused me-beating me, sexually abusing me, it all comes down to this-your death."

"Malik please, you don't want to do this"

"says who? YOU?" "no, Malik, I love you, please"

"sorry, I don't belong to you…anymore"

Malik closed his eyes, hearing the gun fire and a scream of pain..he opened his eyes a few minutes later. Marik lay limp on the sofa, a blotch of red quickly spreading across his chest.

"Ra, my duty is completed, where is Ryou?"

Malik waited for an answer, and one came. Ryou looked down at him from the top of the stairs.

"how could you..have killed the one you loved?"

Malik ran up the stairs, but Ryou stopped him

"stop, Malik. Don't walk a step further, you have shamed my spirit"

"but, please Ryou."

Ryou turned away from Malik and walked into Malik's dank bedroom.

He sat down next to his own body. Malik followed him.

"I thought you loved me" Ryou said. Malik sat across from him.

"please, Ryou forgive me.." Malik leaned across from him now, looking into Ryou's auburn eyes. He reached out, moving his hand slowly, almost touching his face. He moved it closer..closer….

"I'm sorry I can't forgive you…." Malik reached, almost touching Ryou's skin but before he could feel it's warmth, Ryou had faded away like a memory, taking his body with him.

~*~*~*~

Ryou watched as his darker half stroked his face, crying silently. He had not once questioned how Ryou's body had appeared once again in his room. Ryou floated above him, hidden from Bakura's view. He landed on the floor behind him, resting his palm on Bakura's shoulder.

"it's you…" he turned in Ryou's direction, "…your back…"

Ryou reached and touched Bakura's soft face. "yes, I'm back" Ryou moved closer until they were centimeters apart "I would never leave you" Ryou closed his eyes and kissed Bakura.

"I'm so sorry, Ryou. I didn't know what I had till I lost it" Bakura cried, collapsing into Ryou's warm embrace.