Back again! It just happens to be my week since I have a half day today!!! Yay!! A new chapter! Anyways I'm so happy! I got so many reviews from everybody!!!! Yay!! I love you all!! Here's the thank you's:

Yuri Rikusentai: I fixed it!! It has the meaning now, I went back and fixed it just for you!! A Yami plushie?! So cute!!!! *Hugs plushie* Take your time with the pictures.........too bad about the sisters. I'm an only child so I don't know the joys of sibling hood. Sometimes I think it's a good thing.........^-^ Oh and for the eye color thing? Well I had to make Ryou seem well.........exotic like and green eyes, well sea green eyes were probably not common in Egypt so, well he's exotic in this ficcy!

Bakura-is-MINE-1: Sorry about your dad, I truly don't know how to feel, but I had a friend who had her grandfather died and it was horrible. It truly was sad.........hope you happy now though. Oh and on your ficcy? Take your time, I know how hard it is to update. ^_^

jAY: Thanks! A fire at your school too huh? Cool.........well no cool but cool you don't have school. ^_^

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SaSaMi7: Yeah well Bakura only shed one tear, but still its okay! Thanks!

Crazy: Well here's more!

Bakuraluva: Yes Bakura is still human.........well for now at least. Don't worry Ryou will be loved soon! Very soon!

ALSO NOTICE!! In about three weeks I have track starting up soon and that means I won't get home until about 5:00-5:30. Meaning I'll have less time then ever, so if my updates suddenly slow down please don't blame me.........blame track. Again sorry, but I don't have a choice so I'll try to update as quickly as possible! Thanks! And on with the chapter now!

Warning: Yaoi between Ryou and Bakura and some angsty Bakura and Ryou. Pretty much it for now. ***************************************************************** ******************************************* A slim body rolled over onto his side as he tried to get sleep only to fail miserably. He shifted to his stomach and finally just opened his garnet eyes. It was no use; sleep evaded him tonight for some reason. Running a hand through his tousled locks he stood up. Letting the filmy blankets slips down his half naked form he let out a frustrated sound. He paced around his room, letting the gentle beams of Chons light up his room. As the cold wood touched his feet it only seemed to wake him up even more. He crossed his arms and scowled at nothing in particular. What was wrong with him?! Swallowing a scream of frustration he opened his door and stepped out into the silent marble passages. All the fires were banked and all occupants were asleep. He crept down the silent passages, his loose pants barely making a sound. The moon lighted the tanned skin as its gentle rays traced the curve of his back and the sharp scar that seemed to stand out in the dark of the night. As he made his way to garden that the Ishtar's had somehow managed to make in the desert, Bakura crossed his arms once more, letting his mind wonder. Scowling at no one in general once more, Bakura continued to walk down the silent cold passages.

As reached the garden he was surprised to see a mass of silvery white hair bend down as a slim leg dipped its feet into the shallow dipping pool, the one pant let rolled up. A soft whisper of a flute echoed eerily in the still night. With those haunting Nile green orbs closed Ryou slowly created a soft lulling melody on the small flute that Bakura recognized as Isis's. His slim fingers darted across the wooden surface as he continued on oblivious to Bakura's presence. Softly he crept close to the shallow dipping pool, daring himself to sit on the cold marble edge, just opposite from Ryou. As he sat there, waiting for his song to end, he realized the tune sounded familiar to him. Something from far beyond his pool of memories tugged at him. He thought back to the days when he was just a young stupid boy, an innocent boy.........when he had a mother and a father; when he was still happy and satisfied with life. It was a lullaby, one that his mother used to sing to. He tried recalling the words to it, but all he received was a blank, only the soft humming remained, revived by Ryou's song. He tried to recall his mother's face, but once more drew a blank, the only image he could muster of him mother was when she was bloodied, dead with her eyes staring up at him, glassy with death. Giving out a shudder he dismissed the thought and paid his attention to the flute once more. Its quavering notes rose and fell in the stillness of the night, smooth and undisturbed.

As the last note echoed into the still night air Ryou finally opened those haunting orbs of his, settling on the still form of Bakura. The sight took Ryou's breath away; the graceful curve of the tomb robber's back was outlined by the still moon, his taut muscles relaxed as they molded his body, the short ragged silvery white hair shifting in the slight breeze. It seemed as if he was off in a world of his own as those burgundy eyes of his were glazed over as they stared perpetually at the shining moon. Lowering the flute Ryou blinked, what was he doing out here? Then as if blinking out of a trance, the tomb raider settled his eyes onto startled boy, his eyes flashing of something between anger and hurt.

"I didn't know you were here."

Ryou's eyes fluttered to the ground, letting his long lashes rest on his cheeks, it was as if he was afraid to meet Bakura's fiery gaze once more. In truth, Bakura didn't think that he could handle looking into Ryou's eye and more then Ryou did.

"Couldn't sleep. What are you doing out here boy?"

Pausing Ryou let his eyes wander to the shallow dipping pool in which his one leg was still submerged. As he broke the stillness of the surface by lifting his foot out he let it rest on the cold marble.

"I couldn't sleep."

His voice was guarded, telling him only the half truth.

"You're lying."

The rough voices of the normally silent thief startled him. He looked up to meet the hard stare of the thief. Swallowing he tried to keep the stare, not breaking eye contact. Frowning Bakura pursed his lips.

"Well are you going to answer me? Why are you here?"

Looking away Ryou bit his lip. It was no use lying to him.

"Nightmares."

Expecting the tomb robber to scoff at the childish reason, Ryou closed his eyes and waited for the reprimand. When none came he looked up to see Bakura staring up at the moon, his eye distant once more.

"Nightmares huh?"

Sighing Bakura slide a hand through his short locks once more, thinking back to the time when he used to wake up from nightmares, sweating even in the cold desert nights. He looked over to see Ryou staring at him, awe struck. Raising a slender brow he ignored it. Ryou soon looked down and wrapped milky white arms around himself, hugging the slender body. He looked down at the shallow dipping pool, watching the rippling reflection of the moon. Watching the soft beams become reflected back onto the thief's face, gently playing across the tanned features. Such as strong contrast between gentle and harsh.........

"What were they about?"

There was a slight pause as Ryou hesitated to tell him, but as he looked up he saw something in the thief's eyes that made him yield the precious information to him.

"I used to live in a village close to Thebes. It was pretty far from any other city, a day's travel at the least. I was outside with my father I don't remember what we were doing, all I remember was screaming. Someone in the square was screaming, I couldn't tell what they were saying but I didn't need to know I saw. There were these men, these men in black like the messengers of Set. They were coming towards us, I could see them. I heard my father yelling at me, to run, to hide, to stay hidden. He ran back into the house only to come out with his scimitar. My mother was yelling something, something about.........I don't remember. My mother was pushing me, pulling me away from my father to the end of the town where the desert was. She was crying, I didn't know why then but when I turned around I saw my father.........I saw him........."

Ryou's voice trembled as he tried to recall the horrible memory. Tears leaking out of his eyes as they made their way down his cheeks. Pulling his knees up to his chest he hugged them, trying to seek comfort in them somehow.

"I saw the raiders.........I saw the raiders kill my father, I saw them take out a sword and.........and.........and push it into him. His face was just.........just horrible. He looked at me and my mother and mouthed for us to run.........to get away from them. They saw us and I heard them yell to get me, to make sure they got me. My mother was pulling me again and we just ran we just ran as fast as we could. We passed the square and I saw.........houses burning, people screaming, my friends all dying.........we were almost at the edge of town when my mother stopped. I thought she saw a hiding place but she didn't. I looked up at her and saw her just look shocked and then she fell. The raiders had arrows.........she looked up at me and told me.........she told me she loved me.........and to run.........that I shouldn't look back.........and then she.........she........."

Ryou stopped, his whole body shaking just as much as his voice. He tried to quiet his sobs as they echoed throughout the still night air. He began to whisper words in his native tongue, something that sounded like a prayer. Bakura watched with empty garnet eyes. His face was emotionless and he stood as still as a statue. When he spoke Ryou had forgotten that Bakura was actually still there.

"The key is to have something set against your dreams."

Was all Bakura said before he stood up and quietly stood up and left, leaving Ryou to sit at the shallow dipping pool; his pale alabaster face shocked as he stared out at Bakura's retreating back once more as tears continued to flow down his cheeks. ***************************************************************** ******************************************* Another chapter done! Sorry that was a bit angsty.........oh and about the house, it's kinda screwed up. It was supposed to be underground like the Ishtar's real home, but a lot better but now they have a garden somewhere.........uh just use your imaginations. Don't ask. Anyways I'll update as soon as possible and as usual read and review everybody! Ja! ^_^