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Zoeygirl: Hey all of ya! Sorry I haven't written in awhile but my dumb computer doesn't cooperate very nicely with me I'm afraid. (Sorry, sorry, sorry!) Anyways, I've got to thank you all! You've been really gentle with this story, being my first serious one and all. I thought I was going to totally bomb it. B/c to be totally honest with all of you who asked how I thought of Bakura's past, I completely winged it. Seriously, I was literally thinking as I was typing. That's why I wasn't too sure. I appreciate all of your reviews, and though it's not my best story I'm glad you took the time to review. (^___^) Oh and Anon to answer your question, I'm going to update now and much quicker from now on! Well here's my second chapter!

P.S. Oh just to let you know this will be about the same length as my last chapter. I'll keep it around that length. Anyways, enjoy!

Tea clenched her hands tightly together, afraid to speak or make any eye contact with Bakura at all. For the first time today, she was scared. She didn't know if she was scared for him, or for her. The shock of him just walking down the path in the Park should've been enough to deal with, but for some strange reason that didn't bother her.

Bakura stared at the girl sitting across from him. He raised his eyebrows and his head, expecting some type of reply from her. When he heard none he thought it best to remind her it was the end of the story. "Well? Are you going to say anything? I'm open to questions now." He said agitatedly.

Tea darted her eyes up nervously, afraid to say the wrong thing. With all her courage she opened her mouth. "I-I don't know what to say. I never knew that, that was YOUR life. I thought you were uh…"

Bakura grinned widely. "What, a selfish glutton for money? You'd be right to a certain degree." He watched somewhat annoyed as Tea sunk down deeper into her seat. 'How could he say that?' Tea thought to herself, unaware at the disturbing stares she was getting. 'That would scar me for life. To live like that would be…well I guess I could say I'm pretty much spoiled compared to him.' She thought to herself as she sweatdropped. "Bakura I feel-I feel…" She just couldn't say the words, and Bakura knew exactly what she was going to say.

Bakura broke out into laughter, startling Tea and the 6 other people in the bar. She stared at him quizzically as he held his sides and sat back in his chair. After a minute or two, he calmed himself down and instead smirked insanely at the uncomfortable girl. "What, you were going to say that you felt bad for me weren't you? Come on just say it, I've heard it from Ryou as well so it doesn't matter."

Tea gulped and nodded her head up and down. He was starting to freak her out. "I do Bakura, and I could see why Ryou worried. He dealt with your abuse, but obviously he had his reasons. Bakura I know you're not going to want to hear this, especially from a person like me but I think you're emotionally troubled."

Bakura tilted his head to the side as he hid his face, behind his napkin. This girl just kept on making him laugh. This girl's sad speeches were making his day. He's heard a lot of people telling him what he should be doing with his life, but that was the first time he heard he was emotionally troubled. "Gardener you cease to amuse me, you and your mindless nonsense!" He said through heavy, dark snickers.

Tea didn't frown or grow angry. She was very worried about him. All these years she wasn't sure if the Pharaoh or rather Yami was right. Perhaps it has been too long. Maybe it was too late for him.

"Bakura you need help!" She screamed as she stood up. She ignored the stares around her, even the cold glare that stopped laughing below her. He was starting to grow tired of her attitude. He didn't like it when people actually were trying to change him.

"Listen Tea I'm sure you mean well, but I'm not one of your friends you can just talk to. I'm an ancient spirit with a lot of problems. I think it's a bit too late to help me don't you? You can't just change a person who's had blood on the mind for thousands of years. You must understand how stupid you sound." He said gruffly, trying to end this conversation now. He was starting to grow uncomfortable talking about his life. He didn't even like telling Ryou that, and Ryou was part of him.

"I don't care what you say Bakura. It's not too late. We have doctors now who specialize in this type of thing! You don't have to tell them you're an ancient spirit but we could work around that! I know you don't want to hear this but Bakura you're really sick!" Tea said pleadingly.

Bakura felt a cold shiver climb up his spine. It was the feeling of anger. He had heard that from way too many people and way too many times. It was starting to agitate him. The girl was also frustrating him. He could only hold his temper for so long before he resorted to his old ways again. Those ways were still fresh on his mind. "This is coming from the girl who refused to sleep, drink, or have any human contact at all, over her stupid friends leaving." He mumbled aloud, causing Tea to wince.

Tea had, had enough. She couldn't let that slide. Sure it was okay not to talk about her life. It was probably not the healthiest thing to do but she also didn't go around killing and stealing from other people too. She could still remember the old days when he wanted to take over the world. Who knows, he may still do.

"Yeah Bakura, but the thing is I've never tried attempting to kill someone either! You stole, killed, plundered, and lied who knows how many times! The scary thing is, is that you think it's alright and you laugh about it! That means you've got something seriously wrong up there, and you know it!" Tea yelled as she pointed to her head. "I think it had to do with when your family was killed. One by one it tore you apart from the inside and it drove you insane-

Tea was cut off instantly. Bakura had quickly darted up, knocking over his chair, and grabbing the girl's wrists tightly at the mention of his family. How dare she! How dare she ever think of mentioning them? She had clearly lost her place here.

"Watch it mortal! You cannot speak freely around me! I told you my story so you would understand what I meant. I don't ever want to hear you bring it up again! You have no more rights than my aibou, and I don't want to hear anymore about it! Further more you WILL drop the subject about my condition. It is my business how I feel and what I feel. The choice I make is mine you got that?! If this was any other time I would've killed you, but obviously there IS something wrong with me now. Everything has changed and I have no desire to kill…at the moment. So learn your place before me mortal." Bakura spoke through clenched teeth, trying to hold back his rage at the same time.

Tea was scared shitless. She had tears coming down her eyes as he released her, sending the girl back on her feet a couple of inches. She was shaking completely. And now she watched as the spirit slumped down in his seat like a child as if it were no big deal! He even refused to look at her, as if he had gotten in trouble. Slowly she turned around and saw somewhat startled, the bar keeper half way over. He stopped right in front of his bar, looking on curiously.

"Are you alright miss?" He asked concerned. Tea just nodded and gave him a "This is what I have to put up with." type of smile. He nodded in return and slowly walked back to his counter. Tea ignored the strange stares she was still getting from the other guys in the bar.

Sighing, she turned her attention back on the white haired boy. He was staring up at her now with deep violet eyes that made her shiver uncontrollably. 'Well he's obviously still got some of that (Oh I'm a spirit I've got strength.) still left.'  Tea thought to herself angrily.

"I'll go pay." She muttered, turning around and walking up to the bar where the bartender was. Bakura narrowed his eyes up at the girl. He was in a bad mood. Yeah this was definitely the Bakura that she once knew. Perhaps that speech might've brought him back to his old ways. The thoughts of where he had been before today strayed from his mind, as he saw Tea close the door to the bar behind her. No, better yet she slammed it. He observed and came to the conclusion that she was pissed. Who could truly blame her for that anyways? Well obviously Bakura could.

"How dare she leave me like that! No one walks out on me ever!! Not like that!!!" He stood up quickly and approached the door that loomed closer, but then a strange feeling overwhelmed him. "I have to go to the bathroom damnit." (-_-)

As Bakura made his way to the bathroom, three men exchanged glances. They disposed of their beer cans and quickly left, leaving a slightly disturbed bartender to wonder what they were up to. The Bartender stared out the small, black framed window as a roar of thunder shook the ground. Flashes of light dashed across the now black sky while streaks of light followed close behind. "Three men who leave in a hurry like that and have clearly had way too many beers cannot be good." He said to himself quietly. But what could he do? Call the police? No, this has happened before. That was the life of a bartender. Serve the beer and act like it never happened. He was suppose to ignore all other activity that went on outside his bar. Turning someone in for being drunk was bad for business. Then why did he help the girl out earlier? Well because it took place in HIS bar. He hadn't served any beer to the white haired man and so he very well knew what he had to do. It was the same with the men that just left. If they decided to take action in HIS bar then, and only then would he himself have to take action. But sadly they were not in HIS bar anymore. He only prayed it was just his wild imagination going on again. It always was….

Tea walked gruffly down the street. Anger and hurt filled her heart as she wiped the tears away. 'Now remind yourself why you were so thankful to have a crazed spirit to live here?' She thought to himself.

It was dark outside, and there wasn't anyone around. It had been a long day indeed. She ignored the lightening and thunder that crashed above. It had been raining for awhile so she didn't mind it now.

By this point all the street lights were reflecting off the wet, black pavement. There wasn't a soul in sight. In fact she was almost positive that the bar was the only place opened. How long had she been there with HIM? 'Guess a while.' She thought aloud. Her eyes drooped down low as she realized how tired she really was.

"Hey there girl. Where are you going?" Replied a man about 50 yards behind. Tea picked her pace up just a bit.

"Hey sweetie ya wanna drink? It'll be no problem. We got lots of money." "The man seemed to slur his words. He was clearly wasted.

"Aw now don't go and ignore us now. That's what Bitches do. You don't want to be a Bitch right?" Tea ignored them completely. This town always had people like them around. You just had to learn to ignore them. The world was filled with that sort of people. But Tea was not use to coming into town this late either. She was smart enough to think better than that.

"Hey I'm not going to ask you again. Answer me when I talk to you girl!" Tea could hear the men pick up their pace. In fact she could hear them running! Tea was now regretting leaving the bar. She quickly let her shoes fly off her feet, and felt her legs run like hell. She didn't care about the shoes right now. What she cared about was her life!! Tea ran as fast as she could, but it wasn't too fast sadly to say. She still felt very tired and sick, and she felt her mind wonder over to Bakura.

Time slowed down for her. It felt as if the world was stopping completely. She thought of her friends, her family and for some reason she thought mostly of Bakura. "Bakura that moron." She thought aloud. Tea closed her eyes tightly as a pair of large hands grabbed her waist and threw her against the wall of a clothes department. She could hear the two other men catching up and snickering aloud. She felt them touch her hair and her neck. She felt their cold hands tearing up at her shirt. That's when her eyes snapped open. This wasn't a dream Tea…

"GET OFF OF ME!" Tea screamed as she brought her knee up right into the crotch of the man who grabbed her. The other two stepped back as they watched their friend slump over lazily in pain. "Go Away!" She screamed again. "I'm not in the mood!" She said as she tried to casually walk away. The two men stared at her dumbfounded.

"Who the hell does she think she is, Miss thing?" One man whispered to other, forgetting about his friend still on the ground.

The other man just shrugged and stared on. "I don't know but I'm still feeling a bit wiry. What do ya say?" He grinned at the man beside him. The other man just laughed aloud and nodded his head in agreement.

"Where do you think you're going?" Before Tea could say anything, she felt a dry, large hand cover her mouth and drag her frantic body into the alley. She felt herself being shoved helplessly against the wall, and a cold hand across her face. She'd cover her face in pain if she could but the other man was holding her against the wall tightly and far against her will. She literally could do nothing.

"Hey I know who she is!" Cried the man holding her down. "Who?" The other man replied in a drunken manner.

"She's Yugi's friend! This bitch's friend beat Bandit Keith twice, remember?" The other man thought for a second, and then like a light bulb it dawned on him! "Oh yeah I remember! Her friend beat Keith twice alright. Man that guy's a wreck now."

The other man agreed as he burped aloud, feeling the contents of liquor kick in. "Yeah but think of it this way, we can take it out on her. If we can't get to that dorky kid then get to his friend. All that sentimental crap always hits them hard." The other man grunted in agreement as he tried to tear the shirt Tea had on. Tea tried to scream out but she just felt another slap across her face.

As the force of the slap sent her face darting right, she took the time to bite the hand that sealed her mouth

"OW!" Screamed the man whose echoes vibrated through the town. "Dumb Bitch!"

"What, what is it?" Asked the other. "Stupid twit bit me!" He said as he slammed the smirking girl against the wall. Even though she was helpless, whatever she could do to make these guys suffer in pain improved her chances of living, or at least she thought.

"Guess we'll just have to have a WHOLE lot of fun with her then." Replied the other as he tilted the girl's head up. "Hey where's Zander?"

"Right here." Replied a voice.

The two men stared in horror as their friend was thrown lifelessly against the wall. They whirled around with startled faces staring at the man with white hair. "That's the same man from the bar!" One of them screamed.

Bakura sneered at them. These pigs disgusted him greatly. They reminded him of the man who gave him the scar so long ago. Bakura tilted his head over to Tea who was slumped helplessly against the wall. Her body slowly slumped down to the ground. She looked exhausted and beaten. Her breathing had slowed down to a rhythmic raspy beat. Bakura just looked at her emotionless, not a hint of anger glimmered in his eyes. He stood there silent for what seemed like a long time. Tea could almost mistake him for that quiet Ryou she spotted on the ship heading for Duelist Island so long ago. The other two men who stared at their friend lying still on the ground began to stir. Maybe he didn't want the girl. It was very much possible. They did see him grab the girl just out of a few words she said.

The man that had pinned Tea down earlier smiled as he regained his confidence. He was still very much drunk but that wasn't going to stop him from having some fun. "Hey buddy, by the way you're looking at her I'm thinking you don't really care what we do. Uh...I see you mean business and all so we uh want to know if we can borrow your woman. I mean if she's causing you trouble we can fix that. I mean I'm just saying cause you don't look too interested in her."

The other man stared at his friend in horror. "What the hell are you trying to say?" He whispered to his smirking friend. His friend just snickered lightly, surprised that he hadn't caught on yet. "Don't worry this guy's just like us. Maybe he won't mind."

"If that's the case then why is He not moving!?" He asked pointing to their friend lying on the ground. The other guy just shrugged. He turned his attention on Bakura who was still staring at Tea. The man was slowly becoming annoyed, tired from waiting. If he wanted to he could just beat this guy down. He wasn't as weak as his friends. Besides this guy looked like no problem. He was half his size.

"Well? What do ya say? I mean its fine and all if you want the bitch back." The man asked again a bit more agitated then before. Bakura snapped his eyes up at the startled man. He grunted lightly and narrowed his eyes down dangerously. "You made a bad move to touch her. I'm surprised I haven't cut open your intestines by now." Bakura said gruffly. Both men growled lightly. They didn't take the insults too well and by this time, their large hands had formed into tight fists.

"Fine then. We'll just have to take her home with us." Bakura watched calmly as the slightly smaller and quieter man approached Tea, and laid his hand upon her shoulder, preparing to haul her over his back like a nap-sack. Neither man was expecting the much smaller guy to make any type of move.

The smaller man had no time to react. Before he knew it the white haired man was by his side. Bakura's face was less than 6 inches away, and his arms hung loosely by his side. Yet the man felt some type of sharp pain hit his stomach hard. He dropped the girl next to him and dropped down on his knees. The mixture of the beer and the pain made him want to throw up and keel over. Bakura just stared at the wall before him, never once looking down. He wore a frown that appeared heavy upon his face, and his facial expression was quite serious.

"Back off she's with me. You touch her again and I'll kill you." Bakura said plainly, as if it meant nothing. The other man wasted no time in taking action. He lunged at the white haired man before him, preparing to crush the smaller guy's body with his bare hands. Instead he found himself crashing against the brick wall, smashing in his face hard. Bakura rolled his eyes lazily as he heard the man groan inwardly, of course he wasn't done yet. With swift movement, Bakura brought his foot up straight into the guy's chest. He repeatedly kicked both conscious men going back and forth now somewhat amused. Bored with the sound they were making, Bakura walked a couple steps over to a trash can and slowly pulled out a piece of two by four. (Wood.) With a simple snort, Bakura tilted his head to the side as he listened to their plea's.

"No, God no don't! We're…cough! Cough! Sorry! Please!" They moaned over and over again, drops of blood dripping from the corners of their lips.

"Why should I? You sure didn't show my friend here the same type of compassion?" And without another word he smacked the closest man to him across the face knocking him out. As the other one screamed out in fear, Bakura quickly approached him. The man before him appeared more of a lackey but never the less a drunken idiot. With one swing the guy was out.

"Humph, that was simple." Bakura wasted no time. He turned his attention on the girl he called his friend. She was slowly standing on wobbly knees, dusting herself off. "You're awake?" He asked somewhat surprised. "Yes." She said tiredly, disappointed it was him who came to her rescue.

He watched silently as she walked over to the man she had knocked in the groins and was now lying unconscious on the floor to pick up her purse. "What, I don't get a thank you?"

"Thank you." Tea said simply. Bakura was growing frustrated. He was in a violent mood and it was dangerous for her to take such a tone with him. Plus didn't he save her life just now? And this was the thanks he got.

"You didn't kill them did you?" She asked a bit more concerned now. "No, I just knocked them out. They'll have a couple of missing teeth and bruises but that's it. It really doesn't compare to the damage you inflicted on this man here." He said pointing to the guy he had thrown at the wall earlier. "I found him unconscious. Those fools thought I killed him or something." He said more to himself then to her. Surprisingly she wasn't listening. He watched intently as she walked over to the closest guy and...kicked him!! He sweat dropped at the sudden reaction. "And that was for touching me!" She yelled as she walked right passed Bakura, but stopped abruptly after passing him.

"Oh and how did you know I was here?" She said turning around to face him. Bakura frowned at her sore behavior. "The bartender told me. He said something about three men leaving and so on and so on...okay listen enough of this crap am I coming back to your house or must I try to regain the millennium items again and kill the Pharaoh?" He said hastily. Tea raised her eyebrows in surprise. That was a fast change. Well, instead of giving him an answer she just began walking back onto the sidewalk. Bakura stood there for a second or two and decided to follow in her tracts. He didn't think that was a no but oh well.

Tea paid no attention to the rain falling on her now. She held her small bags tightly under her coat to keep it dry. Her stuff was either wrinkled or torn from dropping it earlier or rather throwing them out of her way so she could run faster. She thought about calling the cops but then she felt they already got taught a pretty good lesson they won't soon forget. She never was able to find her shoes and she actually didn't care. She was still shaken up from earlier and some how she thinks Bakura knew too. He followed close behind, blending in with the shadows, his hair being the only thing standing out. His collar was completely soaked…again, and his hair was a shiny white now. He momentarily forgot about the umbrella in his hands and by this point it didn't matter. He sighed casually as he narrowed his eyes at the girl in front of him. She looked tired and somewhat in pain. It took some will power to resist not killing those men. All these events had put him in a bad mood.

Tea stopped abruptly as a police car pulled up next to her. She looked startled as the window rolled down revealing two police men. "Are you alright miss?" The one driving asked. Tea just nodded dully, hearing it for the second time today. "Are you sure? You look a bit messed up and we just thought something might've happened that concerned that man following you from behind." Tea followed the pointing hand to Bakura, who stared up at them, his hands in his pockets and his surprised narrowed eyes staring forward. 'Police men!' He thought frantically. "That wench will turn me in!' Quickly he hid beneath a tree's shadow, disappearing entirely.

"Miss is that man stalking you?" The other one asked ready to climb out. Tea brought her hands up defensively, putting on her most innocent and appealing look. "Oh no officer! He's just my uh…" She thought about saying friend but would friends really act like THAT? "He's my uh boyfriend. He's just sulking because I made him go shopping with me and out to eat. He doesn't want to be seen in public right now with me at the moment." She giggled aloud.

"At night in a storm?" The police man asked perplexed. Tea nodded her head and rolled her eyes playfully. "Yeah well, that's the only time I can get him out here ya know?" She said happily. "He can be such a hassle sometimes."

The police men smiled and looked back at Bakura who popped his head out behind the shadow. Realizing they were all staring at him and laughing, he popped his head back in like a child. "Well guess I can relate to that. My wife takes me sock shopping. Okay well take care." Replied the police man as he started up the engine again. "Take care." Said Tea. The police men nodded and drove off.

"Are they gone?" Whispered Bakura hoarsely. It was a sound that would probably cause a grown man to have a heart attack. Tea just rolled her eyes as he stepped out from behind the shadows. "Yeah their gone. Jeez your such a-

"Uh what?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

"Oh never mind. It's getting late, I'm getting wet, and tired. Let's go." Tea said as she turned around and began walking again.

Bakura smirked lightly in the dark. 'Guess that means I am coming back. Hmm, Yugi has some very intriguing friends.'

Bakura stopped at the mail box as Tea searched for the lock to the door. The rain had ceased once again and the moon and stars were coming out to play. Before Tea could open the door, her hand slipped from the knob. Bakura watched in horror as the girl slumped down on the porch shaking franticly.  "I knew it." Bakura whispered to himself as he walked quickly up to the girl and took the key that was slipping from her hand. He quickly opened the door and picked up the girl in his arms. He entered the completely pitch black house with ease. "This feels like fricken Deja Vous again." He mumbled to himself, admiring the dark rooms around him. Gently he placed the sleeping girl on the couch. He wasn't sure what else to do at the moment.

Bakura found his way around in the dark quite easily. He was very used to the dark feeling and his eyesight had adjusted to it nicely. "She has a bruise on her cheek and a couple cuts and bruises but she should be fine. She's just exhausted." He told himself aloud, wondering why he was now talking to himself.

Bakura didn't feel tired and instead sat on the chair opposite of hers. He watched in the shadows as the girl stirred. Slowly her eyes flickered opened only to be welcomed with darkness. She sat up right staring at a moving shadow opposite of hers. "AWWW! Killer!"

Bakura rolled his eyes and sighed. This girl had a short term memory obviously. "It's just me." He said gruffly. "Aww Bakura!!" She screamed again in fright. Bakura said nothing instead he flipped the light switch on. "That was real cute."

"Well I thought so." She said smiling. "You know." Bakura began. "If you were that weak you could've accepted the police men's ride. You were obviously in no shape to walk. Once again I had to come to your rescue." He replied in a disdainful voice. "Well thanks." Tea said annoyed with his tone.

"Which reminds me you didn't say anything to those cops did you?" Bakura asked raising his voice. "No Bakura, so just relax." Silence filled the room again.

"Oh and I'msorrythatIsnappedatyou." He said super fast. Tea could barely understand him, but knew what he meant. "It's okay just forget about it. Thanks for rescuing me just the same." She said tiredly as she laid back down. Bakura eyed her from the chair. He didn't know what to say. 'That sure as hell was a surprise.' He thought to himself.

"Tea?"

"Yeah?" She asked closing her eyes.

"Is there a towel or something, I'm wet." He asked simply. Tea's eyes snapped open and she darted up. She eyed the white haired man sitting drenched on her chair. "Bakura!"

"What?!" He snapped back a bit startled by her yelling.

"You're on an antique, get your butt up!" Bakura couldn't believe his ears. He growled loudly as he stood up and began marching his soaked body up the stairs, stopping every now and then to stare down at Tea. "I can't believe you. You yell at me over a silly chair! This is ridiculous! I don't understand you mortals! I-I'm taking a shower!" He yelled reaching the top.

Tea couldn't help but laugh aloud. That was so funny coming from him.

"Tea!" Tea halted as she heard her name echo through the house. Guess she went too far.

"Uh yeah?" Tea replied meekly. A long, luminous silence filled the house in an eerie sort of way. Tea was almost positive she could hear the staggered breathing of Bakura who was just 12 stairs up. "I'm-I'm sorry if I hurt or offended you." His words sounded so strange and foreign to Tea's ears, as if they were spoken for the first time. "I didn't mean for any harm to come to you. I hope you are alright." He said intensely. His voice was harsh but Tea was certain she could sense some sort of sadness in his voice.

"Oh forget it. I shouldn't have-

WHAM!

Tea shuddered as the bathroom door slammed close. "Well there goes a perfect moment down the drain." She mumbled to herself as she sipped a glass of water sitting on the table.

Well yeah she was going to forgive him and all, but with an exit like that she sure as hell was going to get him back for that.

"Well if he's going to take a shower maybe I should keep watch." She said to herself smiling widely. She felt weak and tired but she also felt bored, and she felt uncomfortable falling asleep with that spirit in the house. Slowly Tea got up and climbed the stairs. Perhaps it was time for Bakura to wash those hard to reach spaces like his back for one thing.

An evil idea merged into her head as the clock struck 11:00. It was very late and she was exhausted from the long day, not to mention the utter shock of seeing Bakura again. Nor did she forget about the awful afternoon she had as she ran out of her house in the rain foolishly. Now it was time to make it up to him.

Slowly her hand crept over the doorknob, listening intently until the shower came on and the curtains pulled close.

Zoeygirl: Bum, Bum, Bum! Sorry I had to leave it there but hey I thought it best to leave the next big part for next time. Oh yeah, don't worry b/c this is as depressing as it gets. I promise it won't be so dreary anymore. I just had to put some angst in it. (Of course the dreams may be a bit dreary and angsty, but their, there for good reason, promise.) Anyways hope you liked it and Pretty please review!? Thanks to all who did and hope ALL of you liked it! See ya! O_-.)