Tball777- I'm back! ^_^

Yugi- *huggles Tball777*

Yami- Aibou, kindly explain WHAT in Ra are you thinking?

Yugi- She never tortured me, just everyone else!

All- *sweatdrop*

Tball777- Anyway. I have decided to start yet another ficcie!

Seto- *gulps*

Tball777- Don't worry Seto, it's not about you. It's about Ryou and Kura!

Ryou- Kura? *smirks very un-Ryou like*

Bakura- Shut up, you worthless, weak hikari. *points to Tball777* And if you touch him, I will personally come over there and rip your throat out. Only I am allowed to hurt my hikari, got that?

Tball777- Erm, no? *runs* Yugi-kun, can you do the disclaimers?

Yugi- Well, since you asked so nicely, ok! ^_^ Tball777 does not own Yu-Gi- Oh, and anyone who thinks she does needs to have the nice people come and put them in a nice white jacket and take them to a nice, bouncy, padded room. Got it?

Tball777- *still running from Bakura* That's right! ^_~

Special Thanks to Crazy For Bakura for proofreading this! Thanks so much! ^_^

On With the Ficcie!

Ryou tossed and turned in his sleep, remembering that one fateful day when he lost everything. Memories that he had tried to suppress for years came flooding back. Feelings of anger, sorrow, depression, and regret consumed his once happy thoughts, invading his dreams, no matter how hard he tried to keep them out. After what seemed like hours of suffering, he finally woke, covered in cold sweat and still shaking.

Bakura was pissed. Actually, that was a vast understatement. He was always pissed, mainly because he had to share a body with Ryou. That and, of course, not being able to rule the world and kill the pharaoh no baka. But it was times like these he hated most. He hated seeing his hikari so weak and vulnerable. Not because he actually cared, mind you, but because that whining, crying, shaking pathetic thing lying on the bed was actually his lighter half.

'I suppose it could be worse. I could be stuck with the pharaoh no baka's hikari; all he talks about is friendship and the heart of the damn cards.At least mine is quiet.'

Luckily for Ryou, the next day was a Saturday. He was up all night, tossing and turning, trying to get back to sleep after his horrendous dream. But he couldn't tell anyone, because Bakura, one way or another, would find out, he just knew it. Why did he have to be stuck with an evil yami who couldn't care less about him? Yugi was so lucky, his yami was kind, heroic, and cared about Yugi more than Bakura about conquering the world. And that was a whole lot.

'I suppose it could be worse. I could be stuck with Malik; he trapped his hikari in a corner of his mind and made him watch while he tried to kill the ones he loved. Wait, that's just about what Bakura did to me...'

Ryou was broken out of his thoughts by the alarm. He didn't know why he even set it; he never slept much and was always up at least three hours before it went off. He rolled over and promptly fell off the bed and onto the floor face-first. He moaned, knowing this wasn't going to be a good day.

He stumbled down the stairs and went to make himself breakfast, and hopefully not blow up the kitchen again. Maybe that was too much to hope for, the way things had been going. Could things get any worse?

Little did he know, they could and would, and sooner then he knew.

Tball777- Ha! A cliffie!

Ryou fangirls- You better not hurt our Ryou!

Tball777- YOUR Ryou? Mine! *grabs Ryou*

Ryou- ~^_^~

Tball777- Ok, I won't update until I get a good number of reviews. Please R&R!

Yugi- Please? *chibi eyes*

Marik- Ja Ne!