Author's Notes: I have decided to go back to this form instead of mini skits. Hmm. Oh well. I never really was good at doing mini skits. I am really trying to get Aku to update Divided in The Darkness...but ya. I guess I just update really fast. This fic is dedicated to meh best bud, Aku. If she hadn't loved this fic so much, and given me so much support, I wouldn't have written this much. Thanks to all of my reveiwers as well. It means a lot to me. Aku, this is for you!

Warning: As you all should know there is Yaoi in this fic. Not major Yaoi though.

Disclaimer: I am not Kazuki Takahashi, therefor I do not own any Yugioh characters.

Bakura's eyes twitched slightly. His eyes slowly opened.Everything was blurred. "Am...am I alive?" Bakura asked. His voice was a little creaky, like it hadn't been used in a while. He lazily brought his lead-weight arm up to rub his eyes.

"Ugh. I feel dead. Or....dead." Bakura sat up and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. He opened his mouth wide into a gargantuan yawn. He opened his eyes again, only to see a fairly excited Ryou in front of him.

"Ryou? Ryou, are you....really here?"

A look of confusion came across Ryou's face. "Yes, Bakura. Um, welcome back?" The look of confusion was now switched to Bakura's face.

"Where did I go?" Bakura finally noticed he was in the hospital. "How did I get here?"

Ryou sighed. "You were found in an abandoned warehouse, holding what seemed to be a 4000 to 5000 year old Egyptian scimitar. You were unconsious and barely breathing." Ryou's voice was soft and caring. The voice in which Bakura missed so much.

"How long have I been here?" Bakura wondered aloud.

"You have been here for 2 years, 3 months, 23 days and 14 hours." Ryou listed humorously.

Yami then walked through the door on Bakura's right. " And 12.32 minutes." he added.

Ryou smiled. Ryou's smile sent shivers up and down Bakura's spine. He had yearned for so long to see Ryou smile again. He almost believed it was a dream. If it was a dream, he didn't want it to end. "Can we go home now?" After all that had happened in that long 2 years, all Bakura wanted to do was go home and relax.

The doctor handed Bakura his clothes. Bakura looked at the clothes in wonder. Was this just a dream? Would it end? He shook such nonsense out of his head and forced himself to muster enough energy to put his clothes on.

Bakura walked out of the bathroom, only to be greeted by Yami. "You fought well Tomb Robber. " Bakura's eyes went wide. How did the pharoah know about that?

"How did you?" Bakura only asked half of the question.

"I told you. Believe in him. And you did. Now you are with him once more." It was then that Bakura noticed that he was talking to Prince Atem. He was dressed in the clothing of old. Bakura opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off.

"Bakura! Let's go! I have loads of stuff to tell you!!" It was Ryou.

Bakura looked in Ryou's direction. Ryou was standing down the hall with a huge smile on his face. "You are being beconed Thief King Bakura. He loves you . And you love him. Tell him. You do not want to be in the situation you were in whilst you were in the coma, do you? Go to him." Prince Atem vanished into thin air, leaving no explaination for his

Bakura ran towards Ryou, and just skidding to a stop before running into him. "I am ready Ryou. Let us go home now." Ryou smiled, and they turned towards the exit. They talked together. Talked about how much time Ryou spent beside the hospital bed, only wanting Bakura to come back.

"Back together I see? That is great Bakura. I expect you are very happy." Bakura shuddered. He knew that voice all too well. He turned his head towards the origin of the disgustingly cheery voice.

Pegasus looked down at him. "What are you doing here?!" Bakura demanded. Pegasus sighed and shook his head.

"Tut,tut. You, of all people, should know why I am here Bakura. Don't you remember? I quote ' Have you ever loved somebody so much it made you cry?' un-quote. Well, I didn't answer you then."Pegasus kept his annoying, sing-song voice.

"What is he talking about, Bakura?" Bakura shrugged off Ryou's question.

"I don't know what you are talking about." Bakura glared at Pegasus.

"Hmmm. Let's see. 'I'd sell the remnants of my soul, no matter how it burned.' Sound familiar?"

"No."

Pegasus walked over to Ryou and grabbed onto his arm. "I came here to take everything you care about away from you. Oh! Silly me! Consider this your answer to your question." Pegasus turned and walked away, dragging Ryou behind him.

"Pegasus I am going to kill your ass off if it is the last thing I do!!! ARGGH!!!" Bakura started running towards his now squeaking hikari, but was stopped by a hand that was gently placed on his shoulder.

"Do not worry Bakura. He will be safe," It was, once again, Prince Atem. "You must go after him, of course, but not in such a barbaric fashion. As long as Pegasus holds feelings for your hikari, no harm will befall him."

"If that gay ass freak so much as misplaces one hair on Ryou's head I will kill him quicker than you can say Heba-sbauu!!" Bakura was clearly angry...but hey, who wouldn't be? The only person he had feelings for just got dragged away by a professional gay rapist. Wouldn't you be pissed?

"Calm down Theif King. There is no need to be angry." Prince Atem was calm, as usual. Most likely gained from the many years of discipline (sp?) needed to become a Pharoah.

"Calm down? CALM DOWN?! HOW THE HELL CAN I CALM DOWN?!" Bakura was seriously mad.

"Lower your voice. Do you intend to be back at the mental institute? You are the only one who can see me."

Sure enough, twelve or so people walking by were staring at him, and his outburst gained him a raised eyebrow from Joey and Tristan. Bakura got the point and lowered his voice a great deal.

"I have longed for so long to see Ryou, I finally get to and he gets taken away. How would you feel Pharoah? Tell me, I am very curious." It wasn't hard to catch the coldness in Bakura's voice.

"Go after him then. Nothing is going to happen if you stand around talking to yourself is it?" Prince Atem said, knowing all too well that Bakura would go anyway.

Bakura nodded. "That's exactly what I am going to do." Bakura sped off towards the door, not letting anyone know what was going on. He was walking so fast that his calves were starting to burn painfully, but all he cared about at that moment was Ryou.

Bakura walked to the end of the street and stopped. Something had finally dawned on him: Where did they go?

Author's Notes: I know my chappies are short and all...next chappie will be longer, I promise. But school starts tomorrow and by the time I get this chappie on school would probably have been in for at least 3 days to a week. Ugh. I can't get over...grade 9. Nine for Ra's sake. Geesh. I can't get over it. Me and Aku is in every class together. Every single class. I know you're probably thinking: ' They're gonna murder eachother within the first month'...but you're wrong. We won't get tired of eachother that easily. We'd have to spend 4 years or more together non-stop in order to get just a little agitated. Anyway, you're probably not even reading this far so I'll just continue my ranting some other time. Tomorrow maybe. Meh well.