((Author's note: Oh my goodness. I am so sorry I have not updated. It has been forever! :::author sweatdrops::: Please don't be too mad at me.))

Bakura- :::yawns and stretches over couch::: So what are we doing today?

Ryou-Um, I think we were going to continue with the story.

Bakura- Well that's amazing. I think I actually missed reading the REVIEWS.

Ryou- OH! We have new REVIEWERS! Let me see we have lots of them. Look Bakura!

Bakura- :::slides gracefully onto the floor next to Ryou who is looking at the laptop. Bakura's eyes start to go wide::: Holy Mother Isis! Where did they all come from!?

Ryou- Watch your language Yami.

Bakura- :::growls::: fine. Holy shit! Where did they all come from!?

Ryou- That's... oh never mind. Oh I love these fans. This makes me want to hug them all!

Bakura- No hugs. I don't do hugs.

Ryou- Except me...:::big brown chibi eyes:::

Bakura- Of course you. :::scoops up Ryou and kisses him on the lips:::

Ryou- :::lost in the moment:::

Mistress Black Sabre- Alright boys. Hurry with the Thank You's.

Ryou- :::pulls back to let a faint whimper sound from Bakura's mouth slip::: OK. Well first is first. We have to start with our ever faithful REVIEWERS. Bakura, you should know all of these wonderful fans.

Bakura- Of course, how can anyone forget them?

Mistress Black Sabre- Mind you manners.

Bakura- :::growls::: Fine. OK Thank You's go to the fabulous Bishi Girl, Nikou Kaiba, Yami Krissy, and relatively new Dragon's Venom. :::hands out Bakura plushies:::

Ryou- Now the newbies, First off, I get to thank: Starflower Sakura for allowing Black Sabre to join one kickass post board. Then I get to thank these two wonderful REVIEWERS; they are.. Aurora Lights and Sayian Krys. You guys made a grand total of 41 REVIEWS!!! YEAH!!!

Bakura- :::hugs Black Sabre unintentionally.. looks around and blushes:::

Black Sabre- Awe, thank you Bakura. Ryou would you be so kind as to..

Ryou- Mistress Black Sabre owns nothing. Now on to Tears of the Sands chapter 11!!! Woohoo!

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"Malik; Malik did this to me."

Bakura tensed. His whole body ached with fury. He wanted to kill Malik right then and there. 'No one touches my Aibou and gets away with it.' His fists tightened.

"Bakura, I know you want revenge; but you need your strength. Rest and lie in wait. Then strike. There is no point in trying to win a fight that you are destined to lose."

As much as he hated it; Bakura knew his hikari was right. He was weak. His wound was wrapped with a torn piece of Ryou's clothing now. He couldn't afford to reopen the stab.

"Mark my words Malik. Your days are numbered; and I will be your undoing. I so swear it by Ra and the sands of Egypt."

Ryou nestled up to Bakura and both fell into a deep and painless sleep.

:::::::::::::::::::Tears of the Sands:::::::::chapter 11::::::::::::::::

Bakura opened his eyes slowly to see his own blood stained hair in his face. His arms were enclosed around a warm and delicate body. He smiled as he blew some of the red tangles out of his face to witness a beautiful angel sleeping so close and peaceful to his chest. 'Oh Ra he is beautiful. Why was I such a fool to leave him alone?' Bakura winced as he thought of the pain Malik had inflicted on Ryou. Those bruises, so real, so agonizing to the small boy. Ryou's slight form shifted and began to move closer to Bakura's body. Bakura tightened his embrace barely, making Ryou sigh in relief.

Bakura tensed as he heard slight footsteps approaching. 'Malik. I will kill you; but right now, I must lay low and be ready to strike. You will die Egyptian bastard.' The door opened and a blinding light emitted through with a flash. Bakura shielded his eyes with his free arm, as he moved Ryou closer to him with the other.

"Ah, glad to see you are awake Tomb Robber;" an oh so familiar voice sneered.

"What do you want Malik?" Bakura snapped.

"Well, I just wanted to see if the little Angel wanted to accompany me in a walk outside."

"I'd be glad to." Bakura laughed.

"I don't have time for your antics. Mark my words baka; Ryou will be mine."

"You'll have to kill me first."

"That will be my pleasure; but first, I have to see that you suffer before I put an end to your miserable life. Strings! Arcana!"

Two mind slaves meandered into the room. They obeyed Malik's voice in their head and hauled Bakura's weak body up to face Malik.

"You will be crying for mercy by the time I am done with you Tomb Robber!" Malik motioned to his bootlickers and they followed him silently out of the chamber.

The door slammed shut and Ryou groaned and rolled over. His eyes slit open barely and found Bakura amiss. Ryou was now on his feet and running towards the door. Little fists pounded on the door. He yelled and cried against the cold metal door. It was no use. None of the mind slaves would listen; and Malik was probably in no good mood after him running off the last time. Ryou slid down the door and began to search the empty soul rooms that he shared with Bakura.

:::::::::::In the soul room:::::::::

Ryou could hear muffled yells of agonizing pain echoing all around him. The noises frightened him. Laughs from Malik could be heard as the sound of chains fell to the harsh and unforgiving earth. Ryou ran to Bakura's soul room and slipped inside. Darkness. Somehow Ryou had managed to become comforted by the blackness of the night and shadows. The crack of a whip sounded and a scream soon followed. Ryou felt his tears running down his face freely.

"Please Malik. Stop."

::::::::::Malik's POV:::::::::

"Please Malik. Stop."

Malik leapt up at the sound of a faint voice that was hauntingly beautiful. 'Ryou.'

"That is enough for today. He will soon take his place as one of my Rare Hunters!"

The limp body of Bakura fell to the floor with a thud. Malik spat on the body as he stepped over him. He headed towards the door that secured Ryou. 'That voice had come from my soul. It was so real; the last time I have heard something that close was when I was with Marik.' He quickened his pace and soon found himself running down the dark corridors. When he approached the entrance, he heard soft whimpers emitting from it. His hands slowly unlocked the door and then opened it cautiously. Ryou darted away from the door; his eyes flashed with fear. He had drifted into insomnia for hours. Nothing had been real except for now. Malik put a finger to his lips motioning for the Angel to be silent.

"Malik. Please, don't hurt Bakura anymore," an angelic voice pleaded softly.

"Why is that Ryou?"

"I love him."

Malik sucked air in quickly making a hissing noise at these words. They were so faint, yet they were filled with power and passion.

"Take me instead. I can't stand the echoing of his screams any longer. Please Malik. Let him go free and I will serve you without hesitation," Ryou slowly enunciated the words so as to not make a mistake.

Malik thought for what seemed to be hours to Ryou. He could see the glint in his eyes spark as he planned the possibilities in his demented mind. With a small smirk he nodded.

"Very well then Ryou. You will be mine now; and I will let Bakura go free."

With that he shut the door and locked it. Malik walked off with a tight grin plastered on his face.

"Yes. I will let him go; but not without my revenge."

((Author's note- Oi! I am so sorry for the cliffy. I seriously don't mean to do that. It just.. happens. I will try not to go so long with out an update. Please REVIEW!!!))