I'm a bit anxious to get home. Bakura hasn't mind linked me all day, and I'm starting to wonder if televisions can have babies. Maybe he'll have less time to actually torture if that was to happen. Thank Ra that there was no homework to be done, but it will be extra boring now, since Bakura won't let me go out of his sight once I enter the.. "HOUSE OF DOOOM!!!! *Screeeeeaaaaaaaam!*" Oh well. I don't have anywhere else to go...I have no idea where Malik lives, and I would need clothes, which I would have to get inside the house to get, which then Bakura will banish me from the outside world. I wonder why he even lets me go to school sometimes.

'Nice meeting you..Ryou.'

Quit it, Ryou. It was just a simple meeting, and a simple goodbye. I don't even know why I even thought about it. Just thinking about school, or even the word school, has me thinking about him saying that. And yes, I will refer to him as HIM, so no daydreamings occur. I still have Bakura to deal with, an I will probably have to deal with that until I get murdered, or even kill myself, or something along the lines of dying.

'Nice meet-

STOP! Don't even think about it anymore.

~*~Ryou's Home~*~

Hopefully Bakura is glued to technology long enough for me to put my backpack down and sneak outside somewhere..maybe forever. But then he would most likely track me down, which isn't always good. I sit on my bed, watching Bakura as I can see him getting more lazier and lazier. That could be a good thing. I decide not to talk, and cherish these docile moments of my home life, and my dark half.

I sometimes wonder why Bakura is the way he is. He could kill me at any second, yet he doesn't. Does he care? And yet, he punishes me and beats me on a daily basis. Does he..doesn't care? my homelife is like a broken marriage, and we aren't even together. Thank Ra. Maybe while he's in the Shadow Realm I could make my life worse by breaking the TV, or hiding it somewhere, pretending that we were robbed.

Maybe he tweaked the Ring of Torture so that it can detect televisions too.

I lay back, and close my eyes, thinking this is some kind of a paradise. The breeze from the open window hitting my face, nice comfortable bed that Bakura isn't on..thank you television. I love you, I can't live without you.

I suddenly start rocking softly in my bed, and I open my eyes to see Bakura, straight in my face, and on top of me again.

"I told you that you could not rest until I have. You disobeyed me, baka hikari."

Fear suddenly starts to return and I try hiding it, showing my dark side that I shouldn't be afraid of him. Maybe I should take charge, and grab him, throw him on to the bed so that I'm on top of him, and roooock hiiiisss woooorld! I sigh under my breath, hoping that he wasn't noticing.

"I was not sleeping." I say to him. "See how I woke up instantly?" Bad mistake. Dumb Ryou.

This could either come out good, or bad. I could see shock in his eyes. "Your tone of voice intrigues me," he says in his raspy voice, and my fear fights to show itself. He gets off of me and stands infront of the bed.

"Let's see how strong you are after a visit to my home." He says, giving the most sadistic smile I have ever seen in my life. My fear goes through the roof. I can't stop thinking what he wants to do with me.

"Bakura, wait! Please don't torture me.." I plea probably still on my bed. It's too dark to see right now.

"Too late now, baka." He says, with a sadistic chuckle like laugh.

It's dark..really dark. I don't think he's kidding around.

Help. Please.

~*~Shadow Realm~*~

My hand can't stop shaking. It's pitch black, and I have no idea where I am. I have no idea what I'm laying on..maybe a bed, maybe on the floor..I don't know. I know Bakura can hear me thinking in this place...Bakura please, don't hurt me. Please, let's go back to my room and watch some talk shows..please don't kill me, Bakura.

I can hear screams of suffering people..could they be souls? Why is it so dark in here...where has Bakura taken me to..this has never happened before. I have never been in a place like this, if this even is a place. It feels like my eyes are closed, even though they're open. I wish I could hear Bakura's voice just to plead him not to hurt me.

"Horrified yet?" he asks me, shrouded in darkness.

"Yes Bakura I'm scared!" I say exasperately. "Please take me home!"

"You aren't allowed to order me around, weak, usless hikari." He says, as I suddenly feel something teh feels like a kick to the ribs. I wince.

"This place is called the Shadow Realm, My home for thousands of years! This is somewhere where the unimaginable happens, and your about to experience how unimaginable this place can be!"



It starts to lighten around me, and I find myself on a floor. I look around, and I'm surrounded in this huge purple and black orb like place..I'm really scared..I can't even move! Oh Ra, someone please help me. I shift my eyes ahead of me, and I can see Bakura walking towards me. His wry smile strikes fear into my very heart, and I start to wonder if I will b the new soul screaming around here for eternity. I feel myself being lifted, as Bakura picks me up, and is holding me in his arms marriage style.

His face looks so scary. "Do you have any last pleas, hikari?" his raspy voice says. Why is he enjoying this..

"Please Bakura..please..don't kill me. Please don't make me a screaming soul..please take me home." I plea, looking into his cold, emotionless eyes.

I keep staring, hoping that I can pierce into his cold facade and make him have second thoughts. I become more empty and empty the longer I stare, and his face becomes closer and closer..

And I find myself surprised at his tongue down my throat.

My eyes grow wide, as I'm about to gag..he really needs kissing lessons. I'm probably going to die quicker than I thought, Ryou: Dead. Reason: Windpipe clogged by a tongue like object. I imagine that, half mixed with fear and laughter, as it seems to be minutes before his face finally exit my mouth.

"A little too sweet," He says, facing me with a sadistic grin. I look at him in shock, my eyes still wide, but now both of my hands are shaking. I'm probably in the middle of a stroke, due to Bakura's deadly kiss.

He drops me, and I fall hard onto the floor. I wince, as the floor is much harder than any concrete I've fallen on. I hold my right knee..it doesn't feel too good, I mustve fell directly on it. I turn a litte, so my stomach is on the floor partially, while my knee is still held.

"Ba..kur..kura.." I say, with as little wincing as possible. "My..my knee really-"

I feel a kick to the ribs.

"I told you, you are to address me as Master!"

I wince as I try to hold my injured side, but remembering that my knee needs holding as well. I feel another kick, this time it's stronger and it causes me to roll over completely om my stomach, wincing harder as my knee is forced to straighten out a little.

"Weakling." I hear him say, as I feel his hands on my right foot. He pulls my leg.

I scream as my leg is stretched, sending the ultimate pain to my knee. I let my tears of pain flow down my cheeks, finally opening my eyes to see my surroundings. Nothing but purple and black as I shed more tears. There I lie flatly, with both of my legs stretched out. A puddle of tears slide under the side of my face.

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I've been lying here for what seems to be an hour... it's quiet. My knee has stopped hurting, and my side is alright, but I've been laying in the same position for too long. I'm afraid that if I move, my knee will send a jolt of pain, causing me to scream, and causing Bakura to take action. I wonder why I am still here, in this dark, cold place.

I lay still, in fear, looking ahead of me, nothing but and endless void of screaming souls. The fear in me has taken it's toll, and has rid my mind of any good thoughts. Why should I have to fear an evil half of me, or so it seems? What gives him the right to just burst out of some ring, and bark orders at me? And what is this place called that he brought me to? And where the hell is he?

I shouldn't be thinking of such questions like those at a time like this. Knowing Bakura he would just torture me even more. I think I'll just stay here for the rest of my life, not move, not eat, just rot here. Just rot and then become a helpless, screaming soul. I don't even have enough strength to pick my head up anyway. And my half would never help me.

I just want to go home. I don't care if I live to be Bakura's slave, not like I'm not anyway.

Empty. Darkness. laying in the middle of nowhere, tortured and hurt. My lip can't stop quivering as I realize that my dark half could've abandoned me here. Please Bakura, just kill me now. I try to move my arm from it's sprawled state, using all my collected strength. I grit my teeth as much as I can, and clench my eyes, as I try to move at least an inch. All of my strength is thrown out, and it's surprising that I still haven't moved. I can remember him saying that anything is possible in this black, cold void. Is it possible that he could've put some gravity spell on this place? He could probably be moving freely while I lay helplessly.

My mind is starting to wander away now. More and more, I think that this place definetely isn't for humans. No one I know would be able to take this abuse..aside fromm Yugi's Yami. I wish he was here to take me away from this place. And no, I don't have a crush on him. I smile a little, thinking of my friends. Too bad I can never tell them about my Yami..they wouldn't understand. At least the strong gravity can't erase the smiling expression on my face.

"Nice meeting you..Ryou."

I told myself not to think about it..but I can't help it. I can't help it at all now. I have nothing else to think about but that, as my mind is slipping away, soon to be lost in this void like the rest of my body will. If I ever get out of this place I wish to get to know this Seto person more..he seems really friendly. Maybe one day he could invite me to his house, and we could have some tea. And then maybe while he's sitting across from me, he could say.. "Ryou, I must not keep this to myself any longer. I want you badly, I would kill for your love." And then maybe I could say, "How dare you! I'm not just some toy to be owned!"

And then I would, lay on a nearby bed and close my eyes because I would be disappointed. And then I would open them, and he would be right there, bare chest right infront of me. I would look into his eyes and gasp, saying, "WHAT are you doing?!" and then he would lift my chin with a delicate finger, and kiss me then..

I start smiling, trying not to laugh hysterically. Here I am, in a deep dark place, tortured, hurt, and feeling dead. Yet I can still think about friends and crazy love scenarios. a chuckle accidentally escapes. I'm so weird sometimes.

"You surprise me everyday, hikari."

Fear returns. I hear his raspy voice as footsteps are heard. I can hear him coming closer, footsteps getting louder. I look ahead of myself, and I can see his legs right infront of my face.

"Laughing and giggling. Not scared yet?" he kneels down, cupping my face with his hands, as I'm forced to look at his sick face. My quivering reaction brings a smirk to his face, as he stands up.



I hear a sound that sounds like someone unsheathing 5 swords. It was a loud sound, the ringing wouldn't escape my ears. What is he trying to do with me? He's already scared me half to death..3/4 to death, so is he going to get some souless swordsmen to main the remaining 25%? I close my eyes. This has to be a dream, this can't be real. I can feel pain, sorrow, and despair..but I know this can't be real..there is no sense of magic in a world such as ours..

Bakura. You suck.

Bakura. I hate you.

Bakura. Why do you have to treat me this way.

I want to say those things, but I know that it isn't a great idea. First off, Bakura isn't with modern times, and saying that he 'sucks' would just stir up too many questions in his head, and then would punish me out of frustration. If I told him I hated him, he would just say I should show respect to him, and then get hurt some more. Bakura is like a angsty, humorous book. Maybe humorous isn't the word for it, but he could've finished me off at least an hour ago, and I find that funny. Does he want me around only just to hit me? Or does he actually need me?

I feel his foot go under my side, and as he raises his leg I am turned on my back. I wince from the knee pain. Why is it still here? I thought it would have gone away waaay earlier ago. I'm immobolized, staring up into space, as Bakura's huge head gets in my way. A huge, smirking head. Please don't kiss me again, Bakura. His breath isn't that great, and if I have to die anytime soon, I'd prefer it to be peaceful, not being choked by tongue. That sounds so bad, in many, different ways.

My mind is so calm now. And why is it? I've been through punishment many times before, and I've came out alive in alll of them as well. I'm starting to think Bakura needs me! Ahah, that would be so strange if I were to find out that it was true. He needs me, he can't live without me, I realize that now. And no matter how hurt I am by him, it seems that he would never let me die..at his hands anyway. Anyone else, like some crazed murderer that kills with no intentions, would kill instantly. But no, not Bakura, and for what reason? He NEEDS me! What a vulnerability that's so easy to take advantage of! My face stays still and straight, but my mind is throwing a party. Hopefully he can't read my mind in this realm..he said anything is possible anyway.

He's still looking at me, as my face cringes in fear, half real and half fake. I know I can't be killed, but I can be hurt again. And who wants that? not me. I hope that he buys my 50% fear as his face comes ever nearer. I try to perse my lips so that pink, long, and slimy thing of Bakura's won't try an attempted murder again. And, again, that sounded so wrong in many, different ways.

I quiver. "Now you know who the Master is around, don't you, Baka?" His raspy voice always strikes fear, and this time I'm not going to hide it, for saftey reasons. I clench my eyes and try to speak, but this weird gravity is forbidding me to say a word. I feel sorry for his wife, or girlfriend, or whoever. Wait, I'm his whoever. I feel sorry for me.

I try to talk, trying to say a word, hear my voice for the first time in at least 2 hours.

"BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!" I cover my mouth. Wait. I just covered my mouth! I can move again! and I can also talk, and I just screamed an illegible word, it wasn't even a word. I try to get up, but my knee reminds me that the ground is my friend, and the knee's, too.

Bakura has a cute smirk sometimes, but not this time. "I love the screams of surrender and defeat from my baka hikari." He says to me. There isn't anyone else here. WHo else would he be talking to? He talks to himself now? Just like me. Maybe I rub off on him.

He grabs me by my neck and raises me, as I whimper. "Disobey me again, and I'll se eto it that you will never escape my wrath!"

He stands me on my feet. The pain I wonce had in that knee is gone, and I try to bend my leg this way and that to see if it's fully recovered. But I find myself unable to move. What's happening now...

I look up as the unsheathing sounds cut through my eardrums, and right after that, 10 long, razor shard daggers from above me start to dive towards me at blinding speed. He really WOULD kill me?! But what about my theory! I thought it was right I thought Bakura needed me! I find myself enabled to move again as I turn to Bakura with the most pleading eyes. No fakeness here. He smirks at me instead.

He is a unforgiving, sadistic jerk.

The daggers enter through my head and my whole body feels pain. I scream in pain, Bakura's laugh in the background. Why can I still feel this, is this the feeling of a slowly demise?

The daggers are removed from by body, as I fall to the ground, limp, helpless, and in pain. My eyes lower, as the last thing I see is my own blood..

~*~Ryou's Home~*~

I wake up, and I see my room. My window, the trees outide my window, and..everything elese that was in or by or outside my room. Was that just a dream? It did feel like I was dead for a secod but now, I'm back in my familiar world? But it all felt so real.. Just as this feeling I'm about to express. The feeling of hate. The feeling that screams it's words everytime I see him:

I. HATE. BAKURA.

That feeling is real. I have to call him Master, but I do not wish to. I wish I could just, move out, but where do I go? And where is Bakura anyway? I shouldn't be scaed, but I am, kinda. I just died in some dream-like reality that my evil half sent me to just because I went to bed before him. I depise him so much. But on the other hand, I feel energized, like I had slept for 10 hours. Weird, because the sky looks like the sun just came up.

I see the remote by my bed and turn on Bakura's love interest. The news is on, and I see the news clock that reads: 7:03 AM. I guess I slept more than ten hours. I turn the news show up and the perky announcer speaks. I bet if he lived here he wouldn't be so perky.

TV: "It's a very beautiful Thursday Morning here by the waterfront."

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Is that TV announcer been taking some kind of "i-just-lost-my-mind" drug? It's not Thursday..it should be Saturday.. I turn to another news station, ask the clock reads 7:04 AM Thursday.

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Either Bakura killed me to next Thrusday, or all of the news people have gone crazy. And considering my past experiences with Bakura...

It really is Thursday.

I hop out of my bed, and run to my closet.