A/N: this is a new type of story i'm doing... it's like combination story and poem.. i'm not quite sure how i'm going to format it tho --

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People take advantage

they think he's innocent,

naive

they are wrong

they couldn't be farther from the truth

he is dark

cold

angry

sharp tempers flare as he meets the other

they don't get along

they fight

harshly

people watch the two

growing interested

the boy is... intruiging,

to say the least

they have never seen another like him,

save one

the one

was older

much older

and evil

so very evil

their hair,

snow white

glistens with it's spikes

one has devi'ls horns,

both are pale

their eyes,

so deep, and haunting

chocolate brown,

seeming to have the ability to see into your soul

They were similar in looks, but this boy was... different

he was young,

agile,

with the innocence of a british boy

which he was not

he had seen too much

allowed too much

done too much

for his evil look alike was his yami

his dark side

a scary thought,

no doubt,

as the hikari, the light,

was dark himself

his yami must be worse.

there was a strange relationship between the two

a mutual dislike

coupled with a mutual understanding

they were feared by themselves,

fearsome together,

and worse

when protecting their other half...

for that mutual understanding

turned into

a mutual liking

then to a harsh, brutal love,

a relationship unique to them,

and them only

they were..

Bakura Ryou and Yami no Bakura

they pledged to destroy the pharoh

and they shall succeed...

together...

just them