Ryou is slowly going into depression; the one he loves appears to want nothing but to kill him. Can Bakura come face to face with his fears of love in time to save Ryou or will someone else hurt his hikari even more? Slight OOC-ness, angst, romance, Bakura/Ryou, Ryou/Bakura, ?/Ryou YAOI! (don't like don't read)

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of the characters in this story. It would be awesome to own Bakura and Ryou though (Evil Smirk) but I don't, eventually I will make plushies of them though! Anyway enjoy the story.

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The Basement

Ryou lay motionlessly on the floor. Bakura had long since left, he had grown bored when his hikari stopped screaming. Slowly Ryou brought his body to a sitting position and some how managed to stand up after that. He really should have just slept on the kitchen floor but something told him to go to his room, something called to him.

He finally made it to his room and instantly dropped onto the bed. He opened the drawer on the bed side stand and removed his book. He couldn't bring his body to do the simple task of writing so he settled for reading his previous entries. Ryou soon fell into slumber, the book lying open, face down on his chest.

Bakura walked into Ryou's room certain that his aibou was asleep. He looked at the still form noting that Ryou's "blood book" was on the boy. Bakura had often read his hikari's entries without the boy knowing. Most of what his aibou wrote made him feel guilty and the blood on the pages made him feel guiltier.

He truthfully loved his hikari with all of his soul, but he couldn't stop himself from hurting his lighter half. It was as if something was driving him to do it, maybe it was his fear of love... Or maybe it was just that part of him wanted to make his aibou feel something other than that fake happiness he used as a mask. Sure part of the façade was indeed real but most of it was used as a guard, to keep other people from getting hurt.

Bakura found that thinking this made him enraged, so he decided to call it quits for the night and deal with the rest of the world in the morning. He plopped down next to Ryou being careful not to wake the angel, but he knew that wasn't likely to happen with the condition he was in, which was HIS fault. The Spirit of the Sennen Ring too tired to deal with his guilt, made a mental note to get someone to take his hikari to the hospital and soon drifted off into a dreamless slumber.

Bakura woke up to an empty bed, slightly surprised. Normally he woke before his hikari. Hurriedly the spirit went down the stairs but slowed his place when he heard Ryou in the kitchen. For a moment Bakura just stood in the doorway watching his angel work. It was futile though, he knew no matter what Ryou couldn't love him. He beat him to a bloody pulp for Ra's sake! And from reading the boy's poems the Yami knew he was already in love with someone else.

"Good morning Yami" Ryou said smiling when he finally noticed his dark's presence. Bakura growled at his hikari, who some how managed to clean up himself and seem normal. "He's hiding behind that fake happiness again!" trying to quell his rising anger before it could take form he sat down at the table where breakfast was served and replied with his usual "hn."

"Well, I've got to go to school. Bye!" Ryou said grabbing a piece of toast and heading for the door. Bakura could never understand how his light was able to apply the makeup so well that it appeared as nothing happened, but he guessed it was just a talent of his.

Being unable to eat the spirit went upstairs and took out Ryou's "blood book" There were two new entries and based on the taste and look of the blood he could tell one was written this morning while the other had been written before their "lesson" last night. Bakura read the first of the two and upon finishing decided that this poem was written partially about how his hikari found his life useless and partially about the book it was written in. Based on this poem, Bakura had now decided to change Ryou's "blood book" to Ryou's "basement".

Deciding to save the other poem for later, Bakura put Ryou's "basement" in its proper spot and headed down stairs to watch T.V.

Ryou walked through the hallways of his school he had only two classes and his already bad condition was worsening. He was limping more as the cuts began to ache, he was almost certain that he would begin to bleed again. He knew that if he stayed he would surely be found out and questioned. His Yami would just LOVE that and he would get a huge reward when he got home... not.

Ryou continued trudging along he could feel the blood begin to seep through his bandages. He needed to get out of the school. His vision began to blur, "No I can't pass out now, I'll be found." He took a few more steps before the darkness took him, the last thing he noticed was that a pair of strong arms were wrapped securely around him.

Yume: yeah! A cliffy! Im soo happy! I really don't know where im going with this ficc but the ideas just keep coming and its soooo easy to write!

Steve: Don't you never know where your stories are going?

Yume: sometimes I have a slight idea about what I want to happen.

Steve: you're hopless! The only reason you even updated was so that Sakura would send you more of her story!

Yume: also so she wouldn't kill tears in the other story in which I have yet to read! (glares at Sakura) anyway please R&R!!!!!!