Hello! Thank the Gods for Spring Break! Time to write fan fiction, read fan fiction, and do homework...damn. But beside that I have so much more time than before so I'll be happily updating as quickly as possible! Yay! Now I must thank all the loving reviewers!

Dreigon: Thank you! I know it was short, but I'll work on getting it to be longer!

Redconvey: thank you! I'm glad you like this so far!

Ryuujitsu: Oops...if I made that mistake I'm sorry! I'll go to fix it later...if I remember. Yes, this will be angst filled story, again!!! Mwaha~! Angst is fun to write! *evil grin* but not to worry, there will be fluff in the later chapters...I think. And since Baku-chan seems to sound so hopeful, I'll give him a nice present...*shoves a Ryou-chan dressed in red ribbons* Enjoy~! ~_^

Osiris Lee: ME?! Original?! *gasp and faint* why thank you! I try to come up with different stories, and I'm glad you think so!

Scarlet Oasis: Hey, you write fast too, you updated today no? I'm sorry I did kill his father, but I wasn't particularly attached to him anyways, so tough luck for him! I do feel bad for Ryou-chan though...you like it already? Wow, thanks! Hope you enjoy the next chapter as well!

DreamingChild: Hello again! Nice to hear from you! Aw...didn't like Ryou's father all that much? Here...*hand a meat cleaver* take you anger out with that, it's much more effective. Yeah, Bakura and his cigarette have a very close relationship...right...anyways, um...angst tendershipping? *gulp and whistles innocently* *starts to walk away then run* um...thank you for updating?

I'm glad to see people liked it so far and here Bakura finally meets Ryou...how will they react?! Read on to find out!

Warning: Yaoi between Bakura and Ryou, swearing, blood, drug use ***************************************************************** **************************

A quiet knock once more interrupted his peace. With an annoyed growl he glared at the man before him who seemed to catch onto his not so content mood. Drawing in a breath from his cigarette to calm his nerves he faced the man before him.

"We killed him"

"Why are you still here, I told you to do so, you don't need to repeat it for me"

"We ran into a problem"

Eyes narrowed the slightest bit and the man before him shifted nervously. It was never a smart idea to make him annoyed...when he spoke again his voice held an icy edge, a warning to the man before him.

"What kind of a problem?"

With slight hesitation he opened the door and beckoned him to follow. With a frown still present on his smooth face he followed. Upon going down a dim hallway he opened a door to reveal a trembling, blood-stained, frightened child. With a side glance he bade the man to leave and close the door. He looked down to meet large frightened dark eyes.

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When he awoke again he wasn't at his house, he wasn't dead, in fact the only thing he felt at the moment was an immense pain on his head. Opening his eyes he tried to swallow the nausea that seemed the swell inside of him. Shivering he brought his hands to his arms only to feel them wet. Confused he looked down and to his horror he saw bright scarlet blood encrusted on them. His nausea swelled up again taking a shaky breath he tried to stop the oncoming tears. Desperately he tried to wipe away the blood but it only stained his clothes all the more. Near to the point of hyperventilation Ryou scrubbed hard at his hands but came to an abrupt stop when he heard footsteps.

His near hysteria was brought to an end as he started to tremble and trying to breathe as quietly as possible he tried to will himself to move. Somehow his limbs seemed too petrified to move anymore and he could feel more tears beginning to forming. Desperately he began to start praying in his mind but all thoughts were brought to an end when the door opened. He could see two tall figures, faces shadowed and only the glint of eyes seen. With an unseen gesture the other left and he was left alone with the shadowed figure.

As he stepped closer to him, Ryou could feel him shake even more. The stranger bent down close to him and he could see for the first time what he looked like. Striking harsh eyes of a deep garnet color from where he could see a cold calculating intellect. Jagged silvery hair similar to his own fell on the man's shoulders where they farmed his pale face. The finely lined angles of his face made him seem all the more dangerous. In silence he traced every feature of Ryou's face with those cold eyes of his and it was then Ryou had the courage to speak.

"Are you going to kill me?"

The man's silver brows quirked slightly before returning to his emotionless mask.

"Kill me."

Ryou pleaded quietly...his father was dead, he had no family left, he was left alone with strangers and most likely the man who had ordered his father's death. He'd rather die than live as a prisoner. Hate for the man before began to bubble with his hysteria from a moment before. He grasped with his bloodied hands the smooth pale hand the stranger had.

"Kill me."

The dried blood began to crust off slightly and rub onto the other's hand, but he didn't care. When he received no reaction he abandoned the hand and grasped the shirt with his fingers, desperately tugging at it to get his attention.

"Kill me already! Kill me like you killed my father!"

"Why should I kill you?"

The voice surprised Ryou and made him stop and let go, his body falling to the ground once more. Cold garnet eyes stared at him coolly and with a low silken voice that had an icy tone he talked once more.

"Why use would I have in killing you? I killed you father because that's the business I run so unless you did something to cross me I have no reason to kill you."

Stunned Ryou stared at him and with tears staining his delicate face. Hysteria tingled his nerves and with a renewed hate he let his hand raise and fall upon the others pale cheek.

"I hate you! I hate you! You killed my father, you kill me now! I don't care, just KILL ME!"

Surprised the other momentarily rubbed his reddened cheek before frowning. He grabbed the other's arm in a firm grip and dragged him to another room. He could see the pale face flushed and wet from tears. A bruise where he had previously been slapped and blood staining his clothes. He threw him to the floor of the room and had a gun poised at him, ready to be shot.

"Do you really want me to kill you? I could, a little slip of the finger and your dead."

His icy tone chilling Ryou, but he faced up, eyes fiery and alive with anger. He just thrust his chin forward and dared him to shot. After a tense moment the other just chuckled and let the frown slid off his face, gun lowered.

"You have a spirit I'll give you that much, but that isn't going to get you through life, pretty thing. You're not done with life just yet, your time will come, but it's not today."

Bending down so he was face level with Ryou he looked at the boy with a curious interest.

"You're an odd little thing you know that? You're quite interesting...I think I'll let you stay here, not that you have a choice."

He let a slender cold finger travel down the smooth flushed cheek and wiped away the tear trails. Ryou seemed surprised and apprehensive by the sudden contact.

"What's your name bijin?"

"Ryou"

Was the whispered response, the younger boy's throat a tad bit sore after his bout of hysteria.

"My name is Bakura, as you can tell I'm the leader of this little business I guess you can say."

Ryou whimpered at the thought of staying in the same building as his father's killer.

"But I don't want to stay here, please let me go!"

"Can't do that, sorry to say but this is a very secret place and I can't risk anyone telling the police my secrets here."

"I don't know anything; you could just let me go now, please!"

"And what? You go out into the streets and die? I know for a fact you don't have any other family so there's nowhere to go unless you want to make a living out in the city, which I can assure is not very pleasant. I'm giving you a choice to live comfortably and I'm not one who makes deals very often, I suggest you take it while you can."

"But you killed my father!"

"Do you know why I killed him?"

Here Ryou paused. Looking up to see the set stare of Bakura's eyes he turned away.

"I don't want to know..."

"Take it from me kid, it's a hard world out there and nothing goes you way, believe me. If you want to die out in the streets or work as a prostitute then suit yourself, but I'm giving you a chance at living a pretty good life. Take your pick."

When he saw that Ryou's shoulders had slumped down he knew what he had picked. Smirking he made his way to the door. When the door clicked Ryou let his head hang down and slowly let the tears make their way down his face. Sobbing he tried to hide away from everything as he curled up into a small ball.

Outside Bakura could hear the soft sobs of the younger boy and shrugged it off. Turning to the girl by the door he motioned for her to come. In the light her hard violet eyes glinted slightly.

"Take care of him and get him some clothes. Don't let him leave your sight."

Smirking she entered the room and Bakura took out another cigarette from his pocket. Lighting it he made his way down the hall, leaving behind him a trail of smoke that faded away into the silent air.

Ryou didn't hear the click of the door again as another figure came into the room. Only when he felt a smooth hand smooth away his hair did he look up to see large violet eyes staring down at him with some warmth. Sniffling he stared up at her face and took the handkerchief she offered him.

"Thank you."

He whispered, both afraid and worn out from his crying. She smiled.

"Don't worry about it sweetie. Do you feel any better?"

Her long blonde hair was let loose, curling at the edges and ending at her waist. Her rather revealing clothing didn't bother Ryou at the moment; she was the nicest person to come in contact with at the moment.

"No...do I really have to stay here?"

He quietly pleaded with her, but as she sadly nodded he gave up and let the last few tears roll down his cheeks.

"Don't be sad, I'll be here to help you. My name is Mai, you must be Ryou right? Bakura told me to take care of you and I will. Come on lets get you some clothes and a bath...you need it."

With gentle motions she helped him to the bathroom and let him take a bath. When emerged from it, free of all blood, she handed him some clean clothes. Now he lay on a bed, presumably Bakura's, but at the moment he didn't care all that much. He felt drained and weak. Mai was softly petting his hair and talking to him, trying to soothe the boy a bit.

"Don't worry, Bakura won't hurt you...I know he killed your father, but he's a nice guy really. He's just playing his role in the world like everyone else here, whether we like it or not. You'll be comfortable here; I can promise you that...Bakura will make sure you have a good one."

Ryou's large eyes were beginning to droop and Mai quietly brought the blankets around him.

"Whose room is it? Bakura's?"

"Yeah, he's pretty much the only one allowed here, so you've got something special in you Ryou to just let you come here. Don't worry; you'll be safe as long as you're in here."

"But Mai-chan, what are you doing here?"

Smiling wryly she let her violet eyes harden a bit, but Ryou was too near sleep to notice.

"I work here...I guess I should be at a nice job as a model or a designer, but life had other decisions for me and I just ended up here...the pays not bad and neither is Bakura once you get past the whole tough guy mode...he's just stuck here like the rest of us...too tangled in the web to get out...and we never will."

Looking down she sadly gazed at the now slumbering boy.

"You're lucky Ryou...you had a life...we never did..."

With tenderness previously unknown to her she gave him a good night kiss like a mother did. As she walked out of the door and locked it she let her hardened mask fall upon her face, her sudden gentle features turning hard and dangerous. As she walked down the dim hallway she thought of what she had said.

'Too tangled in the web to get out...and we never will...'

***************************************************************** ********************************* Um...that was horrible...I definatly could have done better...I'm sorry. I'll try to get a better chapter up next time...but until then please bear with me! _ stupid lack of inspiration! *sigh* well I hope you found some interest in it, and please read and review my horrible crap. I'll try to update as soon as possible! Ja ne! ^_^