*Hello again my loyal fans!!! That is if I have any…Anyways, I finally got the next chapter up. I know it took long, but for some reason school seems to be getting harder. Let's see, there is something I should tell you all. My dad has threatened to take down the internet, so if by some chance I don't update in a very, very long time, that means I don't have internet. Anywho, this chapter isn't as good as I planned, but it'll have to do. Also, there is part in the chapter where Bakura is talking to this voice and Bakura is with the "..." and the voice is '...'. So enough of me talking, read and enjoy!!

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Chapter 7~Tell Her!!!

Anzu paced slowly to the door, her heart was beating quickly, she feared the person who was at the door, for all she knew it could be anyone. She grabbed a candle and took each step slower than the one before. Once she reached the door, she took a deep breath, and made herself look as if she had just woken up. Slowly, she raised her hand to the metal doorknob, turned it, and opened the door only a tad to see the person who had dared to knock on her door. To her surprise it was Yami. 'What is he doing here? I thought the pharaoh would be asleep at this time,' she thought as she stared at Yami for a bit.

"May I ask why you're here Pharaoh Yami?" Anzu asked politely, hoping he wouldn't want to come in.

"A murder has taken place and a robbery as well. The two criminals got away and one of my guards said they spotted someone going this way, so I came to check if you were alright," Yami told her, Anzu just looked at him for awhile and spoke.

"Well, I was sleeping and nothing happened, so I'm alright, thanks for your concern," she lied.

"I see. I'm sorry if I disturbed you, I just wanted to make sure you were fine. I wouldn't want anything happening to you," Yami said, making her feel a bit uncomfortable.

"It's okay, so if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to sleep. I have to wake up early; I promised Seto I would help him with something," Anzu lied once again, just wishing the pharaoh would leave.

"I understand, but be careful, if you hear or spot anything, yell and I'll come running," Yami told her then began to walk away. Anzu just stared for awhile longer and let out a sigh of relief. She closed the door and ran to her room.

Meanwhile as Yami walked away, Jou came up to him, "So was she okay?" Yami just looked at him and nodded but he knew his friend couldn't see him in the dark.

"Yes, she was fine, but she seemed a bit tensed and looked worried. I feel like she is keeping something from me," Yami told Jou.

"You think?" Jou asked, not really believing that Anzu would keep something form Yami, she never really seemed the type to.

"I'm not sure, but I'll leave it for now," Yami said as he walked away. He still wasn't going to stop looking for Bakura, and Jou knew this, so he followed Yami and both began their search again.

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Anzu quickly arrived at her room and saw that Bakura was wrapped up in sheets and the bleeding seemed to have stopped. She sighed another sigh of relief and walked up to Malik, who was sitting on the bed looking at Bakura, who seemed to be asleep.

"Is he going to be okay?" Anzu asked, afraid of what the answer may be.

"I think he will be, but I'm not sure. I tried waking him up, but I couldn't," Malik told her, she noticed his worried tone.

"What do mean?" she asked, not wanting to know what he would say.

"I don't know what's wrong with him. He probably fainted for the amount of blood he lost was immense," Malik said.

"I see," that's all Anzu could say, she was afraid if she spoke more she would brake down into tears. She walked past Malik and kneeled beside the sleeping Bakura. She slowly lifted her hand to his hair and brushed it away from his handsome face. All Anzu wanted was for him to wake up and tell her everything was alright. She couldn't help but le a few tears shed, if only she could do something, anything would do. She looked away from Bakura and looked at Malik, "what happened out there?"

Malik looked at her, and then responded, "It seemed the pharaoh and his little pal, Jounouchi, were keeping watch. Jou had attacked me, and by the looks of it, the pharaoh attacked Bakura."

"How can you be so certain it was Yami?" Anzu asked, quite shocked at what she heard. 'Could Yami actually be this cruel?' she thought to herself. She knew Yami since she was a child and never has she seen him harm anyone. The only time she seen him so cold hearted was when he sentenced Seto's brother, Mokuba, to death, but he wasn't the one who killed. How could Yami have stabbed Bakura?

"Yes, I'm certain. Look at the dagger you pulled out of Bakura. No one but a pharaoh could have such a dagger," Malik answered handing the dagger to Anzu. She observed it and knew Malik was telling the truth. The dagger was cover in red and blue jewels, jewels that only a pharaoh is capable of having. She looked at it with disbelief, but no matter what the truth would always remain. Anzu lay the dagger down and looked back at Bakura. To think, she always thought Yami as a person who was kind, despite what he was trying to do to her, she saw past that and saw Yami as a pharaoh that cared for his people. It scared her to think that he would kill someone for his purposes. She looked away from Bakura and looked back at Malik and gave him a look that she wanted to be alone with Bakura. He understood and left the room.

Anzu turned her gaze upon Bakura again and began to cry, "Oh Bakura, I hope you'll be okay…you just have to be. I…need you." Anzu laid her head in her arms and closed her eyes. She soon fell into a deep sleep, crying while doing so.

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Everywhere you looked, there was darkness. Nothing but emptiness. No sound could be heard, no light could be seen…it was only silent and dark. It was a place where you'd never wish to be, a place where you are left all alone. Depending on how you feel and how you live, it may all be different. For one it may be light, but for another, it may be dark. One would surely go insane in the dark void, wishing that someone would here there cries, wishing that someone was there. There was no escape form the place that everyone has deep within them, the place everyone knows as their heart. Sometimes people say follow your heart, but what if your heart was your darkness? What then, what do you do when deep within your heart there is nothing but blackness? What then?

Bakura slowly opened his eyes, revealing his surroundings. When his eyes were fully opened he stared at nothing. Everywhere he looked was empty, everything was black. "Where am I?" he asked to no one in particular. He wanted to move, but he feared he would get lost, if that was possible. He didn't even know where he was, was he…dead? He looked around, but everything was the same. To the right, darkness, to the left, darkness, there was no escape. "Where am I?" he asked again, but this time he received a reply.

'In your heart,' a voice responded simply.

"What?" asked Bakura.

'I said you are in your heart,' the voice said again.

"My heart? But how can I be here, am I dead?" Bakura asked fearing the answer.

'No, not really'

"Then why am I here?"

'Because.'

"Because why?"

'Because you are having a hard time figuring out yourself and what you feel in your heart'

"What are you talking about?"

'Isn't it obvious? I'm talking about her.'

"Her?"

'Anzu.'

"What about her?"

'You love her.'

"What!? How dare you tell me such a thing."

'You cannot deny it from me.'

"Enough, who are you, show yourself!" Bakura was getting upset with all of this, none of this made sense; he didn't even believe he was in his heart. Why would he be? After he told the voice to reveal itself, Bakura saw a little light forming in front of him. With a brilliant flash of light, the voice revealed itself, making Bakura's eyes widen. There, in front of him stood an exact double of himself, just staring at him. "Who the hell are you? Are you…?"

'Me?' the double sfinished, Bakura just nodded. 'No, I'm just your heart. Your black heart. Look around you Bakura; this is what is in your heart. Hatred, anger, and even fear are what you have kept in here.'

"I practically knew that! So what's the point of me being here?"

'To show you something, and to help you understand what you really feel.'

"What?"

'Look above and see what I speak of.' Bakura did as he was told and looked up. He couldn't believe what he saw, up above him was ball of light. But didn't his heart just tell him that his heart was black? 'You even have a little bit a light in you. It will grow eventually, that is…if you let Anzu get close to you'

"But I don't have any feelings for her."

'That's a lie and you know it. You deny what is the truth, you have fallen for Anzu, and trust me it isn't as bad as it seems. The light you see will grow and make you a better person. Don't fear it, for it won't harm you but it may give you something that you have never felt in a long time'

"Maybe so, but how can I be so certain that that she…could ever feel the way I feel?"

'Trust me; she feels the same about you'

"And how can you be so certain?"

'Take a look for yourself, behind you' Bakura turned around and saw an image appear in front of him. It was Anzu, she was kneeling beside his sleeping form and was sleeping while holding his hand. She seemed like she had been crying before, but why.

"Why is she there?" Bakura asked, not looking away.

'Because, she is worried about you. It has been five days since you have last awaken; she is waiting for you, and dares not to leave your side. She's been by your side every waking moment and every sleeping moment, just waiting for you. You know why?'

"Why?"

'Because she too, has fallen for you, why else would she stay by you? Why else would she hide you from the pharaoh? She cares and probably loves you. So all you have to do is tell her.'

"But what if it's not true? What if she rejects me? I don't want to ruin anything with her."

'But you don't know for sure. Tell her, tell her how you feel! Tell her you love her!' Bakura stayed silent, could he ever have the courage to tell Anzu how he felt? He was so afraid of what she would say, it would be too hard. 'Tell her Bakura! Tell her!'

"But I can't, I just…"

'She loves you and you love her. Now wake up, and tell her. Make me full of light; make your spirit full of happiness. Now wake up and give her your heart!' Bakura looked at the figure and wanted to say something but it was fading away. Bakura didn't want it to go, if it left, he would be left all alone in the void he fears. He didn't want to be left in the darkness, not anymore! He wanted someone to be there, he wanted to be with someone who could fill the emptiness. For once he didn't want to be alone. 'Wake up, wake up…' That's all that could be heard and with one big flash of light, everything was gone and he was devoured in the light.

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Slowly, opening his eyes, Bakura woke up from what he believed to be a dream. Everything around him was no longer dark, and truly he was glad. He looked to his right and saw Anzu holding his hand tightly. She was still sleeping and he did no to wake her. So he gently got his hand out from her grasp and slowly got off the bed. His shoulder was still in pain, but felt worse before. When he was off the bed, he turned to look at Anzu, thinking that she was uncomfortable; he decided to lay her on the bed. He approached her and slowly lifted her, despite the pain in his shoulder. He gently laid her on the bed and covered her with a blanket. He stared at her for a long time, he couldn't help but notice how beautiful she looked and he smiled. 'To think, that someone like her could ever like someone like me. It probably will never happen, so why bother telling her how I feel?' Bakura thought, but then he got a little feeling in his heart to tell her. He sighed and thought he would say it when she woke up. The only thing was, how would he tell her? Bakura got out of the room and decided to go into the kitchen and find something to eat.

One hour later, Anzu slowly opened her eyes, she felt strange, like something was missing. When she realized that she was lying in her bed, she sprung up and looked around searching for Bakura. She was very worried, what could have possibly happened to him? She got out of the bed quickly and ran out of her room to search for him. Upon arriving in the kitchen her heart overly filled with joy. There, sitting at the table, was Bakura who seemed to be in deep thought. Her eyes light up and she had a big smile on her face. She didn't know whether this was real or her mind was playing tricks on her. She was afraid to say his name, for who knew if he would respond, but with courage she whispered.

"Bakura?" as soon as he heard his name, Bakura turned around to face Anzu. He gave her a smile.

"Hello, Anzu," when Anzu heard him speak, her eyes began to water, but not because she was sad, but for the joy she felt. Without a thought she ran to Bakura and gave him a hug. Bakura groaned a bit due his injury, but he didn't mind.

"I was so worried about you! You were asleep for five days straight and I didn't know if you'd ever wake up," Anzu held on to him tight, fearing if she let go he would leave her. "I was so worried! Oh, Bakura, I was so scared!" Tears began to fall heavily, but she didn't care if he saw her cry, she just wanted to let it all out. Bakura looked at her and couldn't believe how she is reacting. 'Did she really feel this way about me? Was she really this worried?' he asked himself, but to him it shouldn't matter now, maybe now it was the time to tell her. But as he tried to say something, the words would not come out. Anzu looked up to his face and noticed he was in deep thought. She wondered what he was thinking, but thought best to shrugged it off. After a moment of silence, Bakura stomach growled. This made both Anzu and Bakura laugh softly.

"I guess I'm hungry," Bakura stated.

"I would say so; you haven't eaten in five days. I'll make you some soup, okay?" Bakura nodded yes and Anzu got up and went to prepare the soup. Many minutes passed and there was nothing but silence again. Then Bakura had wondered something.

"Where's Malik?" he asked and soon received his response.

"He went to visit Seto. Said something about needing to talk to him," she told him as she was pouring the ingredients into the water. Everything was silent again and Anzu was soon finished making the soup. She poured some of it into a bowl and handed it to Bakura. Bakura gladly took it and been devouring it quickly. When he was done he stared at the empty bowl for a moment, he had to tell her. It was now or never.

"Anzu," he whispered, but she could still hear him.

"Yes?" she looked at him, wondering what was in his mind.

"I…I" he stuttered, he didn't know how to say it. 'Just tell her how you feel,' he thought as he kept trying. "I…l…would like another serving." He couldn't say it; he couldn't come out with the words.

"Oh okay, hold on," she got up and grabbed his bowl and went to give him more soup. Bakura felt stupid. Why couldn't he say it, why was it so hard. He thought it would be best t tell her later, maybe at a better time. He thought of places where he could tell her, then one place came to mind. 'I'll take her there, and I'll tell her there, maybe then I will be prepared,' he thought as he as Anzu gave him another bowl of soup. He smiled at her and she just smiled back. HE would tell her, sooner or later.

*Aarrgg! I feel like this is the worst chapter. It's sappy, and I can't believe I wrote it! But hey, a chapter is a chapter. Now time for the next one, oh goodie. So what do you think, where will Bakura take her and will he tell her that he loves her? Tune in next time and find out.