Ohayo minna-san! Ah, I know it's been...a long time since I last updated this fic, but you must forgive me! I am still busy, even if it's summer. Now that I'm a senior [Shudder] I have to look up colleges and well...I feel so stupid! [Sobs] T-T so sorry about not updating, but I do try. Anyways, now must thank the pretty shiny reviewers!

Dark Magic 856: Not to worry! Bakura won't die...in this chapter...I'm not really saying anything beyond that. I'm not sure how to end the fic yet.

Evil Chibi Malik: Vodka-chan! Mwahaha! It shall be raining BENY's! And we must get your roof fixed...after all, BENY did crash through it...and tell Tomo-kun not to be so sadistic...he's a chibi!! And Kha-uke-chan, you are a uke! You cannot persuade me otherwise! [Glares at Kha-uke-chan] Cookie! And a plushie! [Eats cookie and hugs Ryou plushie] [Bakura steals said plushie] Baku-chan, you steal too many Ryou plushies.... I think he has a new fetish...

Taktak-chan: Tokoi! [Glomps][Giggles]

Me: [Melts into a puddle of sap]

He's too cute for his own good...and did Shuichiiii ever get Ryu- chan? I mean we did give him the yukiyuki plushie...and I need to thank you again for the Gravitation music! I cannot thank you enough! [Glomps] You are the best! Thank you! [For the review and the music ] This chapter's for you!

December Jewel: Sorry if the dream part was confusing, but others said it was too. I kinda did it on purpose, but don't think too much of it...

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Pork Steak the Grande: I shan't kick your lazy arse as you called it! How can I when I probably top your laziness as well! So not to worry our laziness matches itself! I shall save the trees...but do I really have to kill the whales? I mean...will they ever kill me? I'm not really much of a Pepsi or a Coca-cola person...I'm more of a sprite person...heh...; but thank you for liking both chapters! I hope this is equally "exceptional" as you called my previous chapters...

Osiris-Lee: Thank you! The romance won't be overly fluffified like my other stories because the theme here is so much more serious and dangerous. There will be romance, and I'll make sure that the reader can understand that they're a couple, but no overly fluffy scenes sorry to say...but thank you!

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Scarlet Oasis: It's fine! At least you're still alive! Thank you! I know that on chapter six the dialogue was a little iffy, but I'm glad you enjoyed it nonetheless. I wanted to do it in italics, but my computer sometimes doesn't let it happen and the fixing thingy on works only part of the time. Sorry to say. Typos are a regular in my chapters and once more sorry about that, I have spell check, but sometimes I miss a word, especially if it has a double meaning...when you said that about your fic, I was thinking if they already knew each other it could almost have been a continuation, but not...-.-;; but it's funny to shift from my fic to yours sometimes. I'm glad you really liked the last chapter, I personally wasn't too happy with the ending, but I'm glad I got the image of Bakura standing by the window. Thank you a lot and I hope your computer is revived soon!

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DreamingChild: Thank you! I really wanted to build up the frustration in both Bakura and Ryou for their own reasons. Yes, both are ignorant to their own accords and both need to face their own responsibilities and truth's, but they don't want to. Ah, the wonders of our psyche. Even thought both claim to be worlds apart, they are amazingly alike. They just don't realize it just yet. And yes, we know almost nothing about Bakura yet, so I needed to shed some bare light onto him. We'll definatly find out what caused him to become a drug lord, and I think I'll shed light onto what Ryou's father did exactly. So, you wonder what shall happen to Ryou? [Evil glint in eyes] Mwahahahaha! You shall find out soon!

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Whew! I really have to thank everybody for making this such a great success so far! I never really imagined it to be such a hit! Thank you a lot, readers and reviewers alike! I really enjoy writing this story up, it's definatly a different one. Anyways, I won't hold you much longer, read on!

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Warning: Yaoi between Ryou and Bakura, blood, swearing, drug use, language, death, you know the drill by now. Might have more violence in this chapter...ye has been forewarned!

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The lights were minimal at best, some were flickering, some completely shut off. The sporadic lights made it hard to see beyond him, so as he heard the lock click behind him, he quietly crept down the hall, aware that the spray of gunshots and the shuffle of feet growing closer. He let a headphone slid over his head, switching it on. He could hear at once the voices of most of his employees. Making sure his voice wouldn't be heard; he whispered a soft command of

"Shut up!"

All at once the voices came to a minimal whisper, some stopping at once.

"Okay, where is the point of entrance for the bastard?"

"To the back, did the classic, 'enter through the back and catch them by surprise.'"

"Did it work?"

"Not as well as he hoped. He hit a sensor motion going through the second door; we got most of his guy's right there."

"How many?"

"At most I'd say fifty guys, all armed; we took out at least twenty-five. Some are down from injury on their side."

"What about us?"

"He got about ten guys down, not all dead yet...this guy, he just shoots it all out. No form, no method. It's a total barrage action going on. It's not going to be hard to take out, but hard to get close."

"Damn, the prick doesn't even know what he's up against does he?"

"Nah, but watch out for him, he is on the dangerous side. He's taken out the most. He knows what he's doing though."

"Okay, where are you now?"

"South wing, some in the East, by the entrance, mostly blocking any new surprises he may take us on with."

"Okay, I want a third of you in the South to go to the entrance, knowing his style, he's going to call in for more guys soon. Take careful shoots, no superfluous actions. We need to save our ammunition and when he runs out, we can charge. Careful of concealed weapons and make sure he stays away from the West wing. We have too much stuff to take from there okay? We can't risk him getting out ammo from there. If we need more, send only two people at a time and make sure you're not noticed. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yeah, got ya."

"Mai, where are you now?"

"North wing, right by your room. Guessed you would hear the racket out here. Not much here, but some are trying to sneak in. I think he wants to infiltrate the whole place, try for a sneak attack behind our guys. Shit!"

"What?!"

"I broke a nail..."

"Damnit Mai! Now's not the time to worry about your nails! I'm coming behind you so don't freak."

Grumbling under his breathe he crept to the corner and noticed the figure of Mai crouched by the walls, hidden to those on the incoming hallway. He caught the blonde's view and she nodded to him. He crept by close, taking in his surroundings. He noted the flickering lights and the build of the hallway. He saw the limp bodies of three men, shot down with a single shot to the heart. Clean and simple. Empty on all sides, it seemed as if they were alone for the moment.

"Damn bastard got our lighting down."

"I'm guessing this guy has a computer guy behind him somewhere or a hacker. No other way, he got past our first security, but the sensor was hidden, supposed to look like a chink in our armor. It's always triggered from the outside by a hacker."

"Damnit. So you're saying we got to deal with a hacker as well?"

"Not a good one though. I was trying to confuse him by rewiring the system. Triggered the back up security and behind that we have at least three more. If this guy was a professional he would've gone through at least the first shield I laid up for him. This guys an amateur, one of those guys you pick up in the streets. You know cheap and affordable? Here I'll show you."

Creeping down the hallways they made it to the empty hallways of the West wing. Entering the main security room Mai logged onto the computer. Typing with efficiency, she soon had an outline of the security laid out in his building.

"You see here?"

She pointed to the motion sensor activated in the back entrance, enlarging it.

"This guy did a classic mistake, thought it was a way in, only a trap. He's got past our first security system now, but definatly an amateur. His methods are too random, too flighty. I'd say he's got to be close by, he probably even needs to visualize the building itself. My best guess, he's in a tree or possibly one of the pipes close by. We get the whole crew here, no chance he's going to stick around. So if you want to find your hacker, you're going to have to send out a man."

"Can you send him a virus? Scramble the memory on his system? If he gets away I don't want him to escape with any memory on his system about this place."

"I probably can, he's most likely got a lousy defense system and he probably won't even notice."

Bakura just nodded and glanced at the screen again.

"Show me the outline of this place again; I need to see who is where."

Complying Mai brought out the skeleton of the building, numerous red dots spread across the screen.

"The dots are moving people. No distinction between who's who."

Bakura slowly traced the mass of dots, following with his fingers the hallways.

"If we get two groups, one in the back, the other in the front, we can corner him down. Surprise them on both sides. It's the best chance we have."

Mai nodded, her eyes not straying from the computer screen.

"You stay here, sent out that virus and make sure he doesn't do anymore damage. Tell me if you see anything weird on the screen, okay?"

Mai nodded and Bakura made his way back to the hallways, making sure that he was cloaked in both silence and the shadows. His eyes darted at each entrance, any possible corner for a person to hide in. He could hear over the static of his ear piece, the shouts and the spray of bullets. He knew he was getting closer he could feel the apprehension in the air.

"Bakura"

"What?"

"They attacked at the front, another twenty or so..."

"Can you tell whose who?"

"Not really, but one of them is really overpowering the other, I'm just hoping it's us."

With that Mai was quiet again. Sighing, he slowly edged across the hallways, the gun shots and the shouts were all the more clearer here, he knew he was close. Risking a peek, he saw several of his men, pressed close by. Grinning he crept even closer and tapped at a brunet's shoulder.

"What's the status?"

"We've got his men cornered; it's just a matter of time now. Only problem is that I think a few made it past us or the entrance."

"Mai's in the security room, she's keeping me posted, just bait them, keep them coming closer."

With a nod, the brunet focused on the men on the other side. Bakura too aimed, finger on the trigger, ready to shot out at any sign of movement. He could see the flashed of color, darting out, just for a quick peek. It was during that he had to shoot. Bakura stared hard, he could tell by the barest flicker of shadows when one of them moved. It was just a matter of determining which one and when.

He was patient. He had to be. Waiting, he watched the flickering shadows, waiting, until finally one of them moved. He could see that the person was bent on peeking over, curious at the lack of sound. Just as a face flashed out, he took his shot. The resounding scream of the gun echoed, but there laid his target, a bullet driven into the skull, blood beginning to leak from the wound. Apparently the bullet didn't go all the way through.

"Watch the shadows; you can see when they're going to move. Be careful, be quiet, and don't waste any damned ammunition!"

So that's how it went. It was a cat and mouse game. A came in which the cat already knew what the mouse was going to do. No matter how sneaky the mouse was or how clever, the cat already knew where he was going to be. An hour passed, and slowly one by one, the bodies lay still on the floor. Blood began to paint the hallways, bullets lay on the floor, some lodged into the hearts, the skulls, the stomachs. Some still in those who lived. Just as they were closing in on the last ones, it was Mai's voice that spoke through.

"Bakura, we've got some who got passed you guys! They're heading down to your wing and I think the-, SHIT! Bakura, they're going into your room!"

"Fuck"

Bakura looked down at the hall, making sure that there were enough for his men to handle.

"Get them all, I want no survivors."

With those words Bakura sprinted down the hallways, ignoring the fact that there could be others hiding in the corners. He could see his door open, lock shot away. Cursing again, he edged close, close enough to hear, but not enough to be heard.

"The fucking bitch stabbed me!"

"Damnit he's trying to run, get him you idiot!"

Hearing the footsteps, Bakura slowly entered, gun in hand, a knife hidden in the sleeve. He smirked at the trail of blood and the dagger that lay close by. Reaching the second half of the room he could hear the panicked gasps made by Ryou.

Knowing that they were preoccupied, Bakura flung himself from the wall and deftly shot one in the back. The other two quickly answered. Bullets went sailing and Bakura could feel one bury into his shoulder. Biting his cheek until he could taste blood, he ignored the blood pouring out of his shoulder and rammed his body into the closet man. He could hear the breathe being rammed out. Using the leverage, he brought out the knife from his sleeve and let it bury itself into the man's stomach. A slow death, now doubt, but it would only take about three minutes...plenty of time to watch his teammate die.

He felt something grab at his shoulder, making sure to squeeze the already pained and bloodied wound. Letting out a little grunt of pain, Bakura whirled to see the last surviving member with a gun in his hand, aimed at his head.

"Boss said he'd pay a pretty price for your head. He said specifically, your pretty head of silver."

A rough hand twirled a lock of silvery hair and yanked hair, making sure several were pulled out. Bakura merely smiled, garnet eyes sliding over the other man, a gleam of iciness still present with a look of feral wildness.

"Did he? Does he have a price for your head?"

With a snarl the trigger was pulled back, but as he did so Bakura let a foot hit the stomach. A shot was fired as he did so and grazed his cheek, embedded in the bookshelf with a resounding 'thunk'. Within a blink of an eye, Bakura took the advantage and let a bullet fly in return, this time hitting its true target of the other's skull.

Panting Bakura let his finger touch his cheek, coming back fresh with blood. A light wound, nothing to be afraid of. He looked at his shoulder; his whole arm was covered in blood, glistening with the dark liquid. He could feel a pair of soft eyes staring at him in alarm.

"Bakura? No, no, no, stay awake; you've had too much blood loss here! If you go to sleep, you might not wake up again! Bakura, stay up!"

He could feel desperate soft hand patting at his cheek. After a moment, he felt something pressing rather painfully at his shoulder.

"Watch the damn shoulder already..."

He growled out, fighting hard to stay awake. He could feel the fog of darkness swirling around his vision. He could hear the soft voice far away, something about sleeping or whatnot...yes, that sounded good. Sleep. Giving up on his battle to stay awake, Bakura's eyes rolled to the back of his head, the last thing he could hear was that soft voice crying. He could feel the salty drops stinging on his wound.

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Okay, crappy and quite long, but I was really desperate to end this chapter before I left for Vegas. I'm sorry if there wasn't enough action or if it was really crappy, but this is the best I could do. Please forgive me. I hope that you like some of it...hopefully. So please read and review and thank you all so much for reading this fic, this far. I love you all! Ja ne!

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I will not be here from the 21st to the 26th; I will be going on vacation. So even though unlikely I would, I will not be updating for about a week. I will try to get some internet connection, but it will not be easy. Sorry.