Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! Or any characters BUT my own should there be any.

A/N: Well, here we go, the first (actually it's kind of the second) chapter! As I promised there shall be no Ryou-getting-hurt content anymore. But I'm not about to give the whole story away, you'll hafta read it! BUT I just want to remind you, that this story won't be romantic and it does not include any sort of pairing (no Yaoi). So, there will be no Bakura/Ryou ship AND there will be no Bakura takes revenge on Ryou's tormenters. Uhuh he won't, cuz this is our all famous tomb-robber, he's got a body on his own, the Sennen-Ring (as well as the other items) isn't anymore and in fact he frankly doesn't really care for Ryou. Sorry if ya don't like this BUT perhaps *hint hint* that'll change kind of [NO yaoi] . There's something I give away though, Ryou will take revenge himself. Ooooh, I'll enjoy writing that part. Anyway, please read and review!

Note: This fanfic contains violence and other things not suitable for 'instable' persons or people who are pretty young! It IS rated 'R' as you might've noticed.

Chapter 1

An old couple taking a walk through the forest had found him two days later. They had thought he was dead, that some murderer was lurking in this forest and had scurried away as fast as possible, informing the police about the corpse of a young boy somewhere in Domino forest only after they had returned home and drunk some coffee to get over the shock.

Just as it was getting dark once again the police had found the supposedly dead and a coffin was already on the way as officer Clarkson thought he had seen the boy twitch. Curious the young officer had looked more closely and soon there was more tumult then ever in Domino forest, for the victim was still breathing, barely alive but not yet dead.

Sirens were heard all over the town and Bakura was grimly complaining about those silly contraptions those modern humans seemed to like. The ex-tomb-robber but most importantly ex-spirit lay awake in the old house he shared with his descendant and once-host, though the boy hadn't shown up for two days which made Bakura wonder.

It wasn't that he cared, he wasn't really worried about Ryou but about himself, after all this place was the only he knew to stay in this world and Ryou was the one to pay for it, or rather his father who still hadn't returned from whatever expedition he went on, years ago.

Without the boy to help him, Bakura had admitted to himself, he didn't know what to do or where to go.

Still grumbling he got up and walked over to the door leading downstairs into the living-room. There he sighed and let his body fall upon the couch, shifting so he was looking at the blank TV-screen. It took him a few minutes to grab the remote control and turn that blasted box from hell on, watching the moving pictures inside but not really listening to what was said.

The annoying voice of a reporter though brought him back to reality and he listened closely to what was said about an attempted murder in the Domino forest, which wasn't that far away he realized.

Not really caring about it though he grabbed the remote once again to change the channel but was stopped a moment before he could do so by something the reporter said about a white haired boy, whose name probably was Ryou Bakura, to be the victim of this awful crime.

Bakura stared at the TV silently, his eyes wide. So that's what happened to the stupid twit he thought and got up, put shoes on and walked out of the house without even closing the door behind him.

It was the next day when Bakura saw his other half again. Before wasn't really an option as Ryou's wounds had to be tended to, so the 'cousin' had waited where some nurse had told him to wait. Normally he would have just gone out again but this night was surreal, even to him.

When he was allowed to see the stitched up boy the old, wrinkly nurse that came to fetch him smiled at the five thousand years old with a sad and understanding gleam in her eyes.

"Everything's going to be okay, you know, dear? He'll make it through!" she said and crushed him into her massive body, obviously to make him feel better, but Bakura was about to throw up, feeling that strange woman's body pressing into him and he grabbed her shoulder's roughly to push her away, making the nurse squeak as she fell onto the chair he had previously sat on.

Disgusted he turned away from her and ignored her calls that he had to put on sterile clothing before entering one of the rooms.

Hands in his pockets he searched for his reincarnations name and found it on the last door. He didn't hesitate, for a tomb robber was none to fear the unknown, especially if the unknown did not even concern him. Still he swallowed as he stepped inside, hearing someone behind him shout for him to not go inside there without proper clothing. Glancing over his shoulder he shut the door again and turned the lock. Hearing an angry shout he grinned, but waited a second longer before finally turning around towards the bed that stood in the middle of the room.

He was surprised to see how empty everything seemed to be, in fact there was only a strange, beeping monitor next to that bed, contrasting his assumption of hundreds of machines to be needed to keep that weak boy alive.

That boy his thoughts had been lingering on was lying right in front of him, inside of that white bed. His breathing was deep and his body seemingly at peace.

Bandages, with some red-tinted spots, covered his arms and as Bakura looked upwards he also saw it covering the right half of Ryou's face.

Not really knowing what to do, Bakura stood there for another minute or so, never turning his eyes away from the boy's face. Something seemed to be out of place he thought, feeling a strange aura pulsating around the hurt which he had never noticed before.

"Something's not right here!" he grumbled and took a step away from the still body. He wanted to get out of here and he realized this feeling he felt immediately. He was afraid!

Before he could turn around though, the door opened to reveal a man with grey hair and an angry look on his face.

"Boy, what are you doing inside of here, the nurse told you to wear sterile clothing!" he whispered angrily and answered before the former thief could ask: "An ID-Card can open every locked door inside of this track."

Bakura nodded, not really understanding what an ID-Card was but not really caring anyway.

"Well," the doctor sighed, "since you've managed to come inside here, I guess it doesn't really makes a difference anymore anyway. You're the boy's cousin and his only close relative available, right?"

Bakura nodded his head and put his hands back into his pockets, staring at the odd man in white, who was writing something in his notepad.

"It seems your cousin has had luck on his side. Although he's wounded badly, several times, he's stable and he doesn't need help breathing either. As you can see his right arm was broken, the bone was poking out of the skin, but for today's medicine that was no real problem. Anyway, along with a lot of 'smaller' cuts he has two deep slashes across his chest; the most serious though is the one across his right eye and cheek. We were able to stitch it, without hurting the eye. His eyesight isn't in danger, the eye itself wasn't hurt, though when he wakes up he probably won't be able to open it at first as the cut will have to heal. And that's exactly our problem, Mr. Bakura…" the doctor was by Ryou's bedside now, staring down at the pale boy who had a grim look upon his face.

Bakura on the other hand was still standing in the same spot, his face bare of emotion but inside he was fighting the need to run. There was no real danger here he thought but added a foreboding yet.

The boy he had always treated as nothing more than a utensil, which he still was to him, was laying here, half-dead but still stronger than and, as senseless as it sounded, more determined than ever before.

"So," he said and was surprised how weak he sounded right then "what problem are you talking about?"

The doctor looked up from examining his patient and sighed.

"Seeing that your cousin seems to be an extremely strong young man," Bakura almost laughed right then but still this strange feeling held him from doing so, "we believed that he would wake up during the next day, tomorrow which is. But we have, just for insurance, run a few scans of his body as well as his brain. While we have found no inner damage, such as a ripped lunge for example, we did find something strange about his brain. It seems as if," the old man swallowed, "as if he's fallen into a coma, as we could register almost no activity inside of his brain."

Again the doctor looked up towards Bakura who looked shocked.

"It's strange though, that his body functions without any problems, seeing how bad he is hurt that is amazing and impossible the same. I've never heard of a patient in deep coma, hurt like that, who didn't need to depend on some sort of technical help!"

Both men were silent for a while, until the doctor put on a business-like face again and headed towards the door, stopping right in front of it he turned around once more.

"If he doesn't wake up sometime tomorrow we'll be feeding him through a tube, otherwise he'll starve, same goes for the way… outside." He said and then finally left.

Bakura didn't wait long himself and after he didn't hear the doctor anymore he walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

A/N: Ryou's in coma right now, he won't be for much longer, I promise, or else this story would get no where. BUT you might've noticed that he already started 'kicking-asses' well one ass that is: Bakura's! And he isn't even awake. Also, you're perhaps wondering why I said that Bakura's past is an important part of this fic. It most definitely is and I'll give you a small hint which I hope has been quite obvious. Ryou has got a pretty deep cut over his right cheek and eye now… does that ring a bell?

Other than that there is the fact that I promised each reviewer a kiss… from Ryou that is.

Well, Ryou you DID promise! So already do your job, we've two reviews!

Ryou: x_x *in coma*

Qamenka: *poking him*

Ryou: *won't wake up* x_x'''

Qamenka: Well, uhm… *nervous* anybody want a kiss from me?!?!