Continue onward! I have changes Bakura into Ryou in each chapter. It fits more. Again: BAKURA NOW IS RYOU IN EACH CHAPTER!!! I have only gotten 4 reviews and two are from my friends. That sucks! (whine whine) RRE, I guess …

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Ryou leaned back into his bed sheets. They barely covered the meager mattress stuffed with hay that he was given. But, it seemed to fit with the cramp corridors he accommodated. The walls were striped of paint from age. Straw was littered all over the floor. Small holes checkered the drapes that lied next to a small window. Ryou hopped off his bed and strolled to the hole in the wall. His feet stepped over the sandy floorboards. He shuffled to get around the small side with a missing leg that sat next to the door. The whole room was cruddy. Ryou knew this but did not care. He smiled joyfully. A light breeze blew through the window. Ryou stuck his head out and breathed in the midday air. Soon it would be time to go see Sena.

He had promised himself not to look so desperate. Ryou would act normal and go out late. Lunch had already passed and Sena would have had to set up her stand by now. His master might not notice if he left. Hopefully. Ryou was supposed to be working now. But, something about that girl was driving him insane. He pulled open his worn door and slipped out. The sound of snoring met him immediately. Ryou quickly glanced around. His master was sitting against his house in the shade. A woven hat was pulled over his eyes. Ryou was assured that he was asleep and tiptoed past him. Out on the front street, Ryou breathed a breath of relief. His master would not know he was gone. Ryou dashed away.

Malik pushed his hat away from his eyes. The shadows concealed the smirk that grew on his face. "Let the games begin." (AN : Cheesy!)

Ryou made it to the spot he made seen Sena at the day before. An empty stand lied on its side. No one was around. "Is this the right place?" Ryou mumbled to himself. He walked around the area. There was no evidence that anyone had even been there. Something brushed up against his back. Ryou whipped out one of his swords. He slowly spun around to see what had touched him. Someone giggled. The warrior's eyes darted around. Something tapped his shoulder. Ryou turned around and pressed his blade up to the person's throat.

"Wow, calm down, big boy. It's just me." Ryou relaxed his grip. It was Sena. He slipped the sword back into his sheath. "Aren't you rosy," Sena added. It was true. His cheeks burned red from embarrassment.

"S – sorry. Um, Sena, where is your stand?" Ryou wondered.

Her smile dropped to a frown. "Well, my father has been having money trouble lately … and, we had to sell the stand."

"Anyway I can help?"

"No, no thank you. I'll get it worked out." Ryou nodded his head in agreement. Then, he noticed something. There was a long diagonal cut around he neck. Ryou gingerly reached up to touch it. Sena's hand shot out and caught his wrist. He could tell she was holding it as hard as she could.

Ryou looked up at her sad face. "What happened?"

"I just got a little cut a while ago. It's nothing."

"It's not just a little cut. It looks very painful and very fresh. You must have gotten it last night," Ryou figured.

"Well, you know. My father can upset sometimes and he was having a bad day. I came home too late last night. He had a right to be mad." She reached up and gently felt the wound with her finger. Sena saw the worried look in Ryou's eyes. "No, no. My father is not abusive. I love him. He loves me. He would never purposely hurt me."

"So that," Ryou pointed to her neck, "was just a mistake?"

"Let's not talk of it anymore." Sena smiled shyly and Ryou decided to give up. He had never really known his parents. All he had was his great-uncle who had died nearly a decade ago. He was left alone. The nagging feeling that he should leave the subject alone would not go away. Ryou sort of understood her situation.

"So, do you want to go do something? You don't have to work and I don't have to work …" Ryou lied. He offered his hand. Sena grasped it and Ryou led her down the street. The bare brick scorched their soles as they ran over the road. Ryou spotted a large palm tree. He pulled Sena beneath its shade and wrapped his arm across her back. With his body bent over hers, he pressed his lips to Sena's.

Her finger pushed on his forehead. He let go from the embrace. She smiled and opened her eyes. "Silence my gentle angel, I am yours to have." Sena kissed his neck. Ryou immediately became relaxed and laid down on her. Gracefully, she slid on top of him. A deep sigh calmed them both. Sena nestled her head right beneath his jaw. Ryou could feel her pulse. There was nothing that would take away their tranquility. It was bliss.

Ryou awake from his deep slumber. Sena was still atop of him, rising and falling with each of her breaths. The sun was still above them, still somewhere around midday. He grinned and slipped out from underneath his love. Her hair fell over her eyes and she moved only slightly. Yet again worrying about his work, Ryou raced off to find if his master had awoken yet.

His master was standing inside of his modest house as usual. He was labeling the various vegetables that lied before him. They would to market the next day. Ryou tiptoed in. Without even looking up, his master asked, "So where have you been?" Ryou glanced over. Luckily, his master's face was happy. He was not in trouble.

"Oh, just business," Ryou quickly replied.

"Well, I hope you made some good deals with your new girl friend. Seiw can come over to have dinner some night."

Ryou's jaw dropped. "What!? How do you know of her!?"

Oh, I have just been watching you occasionally the last couple weeks, Malik thought. "I am friends with her dad," he answered instead. Malik smirked to himself.

"She's – she's not my girlfriend." Ryou went out the door and into his shack.

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FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF! Oops, I didn't actually get to anything this chapter. Something major will be happening next chapter. Continue!!!