Heheh, feeling in a very 'write-ative' mood today so here's the 3rd chapter nice and quick for you happy-chans
And I had a wonderful suprise of finding about 15 reviews for this fic in my inbox today, thank you so much to all reviewers and readers! Love you all!!

And I don't own the song 'Long Way Down' by the Goo Goo Dolls... all though I really love it hehehe!

chapter 4: Truth

Bakura screamed with frustration and anger, his whole body and mind fuming and just waiting to explode.

"Ahh!" the Yami yelled out again as he punched the wardrobe door with such force, his fist broke through the shattered wood.

He growled to himself as he paced back and forth in the room. How much he wanted to go downstairs and take his anger out on Ryou was unimaginable, but he held himself back for his and Ryou's sake. Ryou's because he would most likely end up killing the hikari from how mad he was and for his sake because he didn't want to see Ryou in the state he knew he was in.

Bakura sighed as he ran his hands back through his hair, his eyes narrowing when they fixed upon the stereo on the other side of the room. He sighed again and shuffled over to it, rummaging through his CD's until he found the one he wanted. Taking out the disc, he put it in the stereo, his eyes following the little door as it shut before he twisted the volume knob to the maximum volume. The spirit then clicked play as a very, very loud, heavy beat of drums and guitars began to blast from the speakers through out the house.

"Oh here you are, there's nothing left to say!
You're not supposed to be that way!
Did they push you out?! Did they throw you away?!
Touch me now and I don't care!
When you take me I'm not there!
Almost human, but I'll never be the same!!"

The lyrics of Bakura's favourite song screamed out a full volume as he sat down on the bed, instantly falling back to stare up at the ceiling as he tapped his hands at his side in tune with the song.

His anger began to slowly fade, hearing the song calmed him down. Letting the words flow through him as the song blasted for all to hear.

Ryou lifted his head when he heard the song begin to echo through the whole house. His eyes saddening when he listened and he knew his other half was in an extremely bad mood.

The tears continued to flow from his eyes as Bakura's harsh words rang in his mind, along with the song.

"Long way down, I don't think I'll make it on my own!
Long way down, I don't want to live in here alone!
Long way down, I don't think I'll make it on my own!!"

The hikari only cried harder as he listened to the song. Each and every word stinging his thoughts as they reminded him of what had happened and how he felt. Ryou suddenly felt rage approaching him. Circling him as if he was it's prey, just waiting to be pounced upon.

Soon it did. The lighter half suddenly began to feel so angry as he listened to the song, constantly replaying his dark's words in his mind he felt as if he was being possessed by his emotions.

Ryou slammed his fists down on the floor in front of him as he leaned forward on all fours, biting his lip to hold in the scream that threatened to escape his throat.

"I never put you down, I never pushed you away!
You're not supposed to be that way!
And anything you want, there's nothing I could say!!"

"How could he say that?" Ryou asked himself, his voice hardly heard from the screaming music.

The light was so confused, even more so than before. All those times he and Bakura had been so happy together, not a care in the world... Bakura still hated him.

How?

Why?

Ryou growled with anger, and not that he knew it, he much resembled the spirit himself when he did so as his thoughts raged inside his mind.

"Long way down, I don't think I'll make it on my own!
Long way down, I don't want to live in here alone!
Long way down, I don't think I'll make it on my own!!"

Bakura continued to stare up at the ceiling, trying his very hardest to compress his fury, but it wasn't working. The more he listened to the song the more irate he got when memories he'd give anything to forget started to come back to him.

He started to come back to him. His bitter voice echoed in his thoughts as he tried desperately to forget what he was remembering, but the song brought it all back to him. Yet still, the music and loudness were calming in their own twisted ways so the spirit kept it playing as he sat up from the bed.

"Bakura..." a voice hissed inside his mind and said Yami's eyes narrowed as they shot to the other side of the room.

Bakura cursed himself for letting himself think it was real when he knew perfectly well it was all in his head.

"Don't worry... I won't hurt you..." the same voice sneered again.

"Shut up!" Bakura said out loud getting to his feet.

"Mwahahahaha," an evil laugh began to echo in his mind, circling his thoughts with a vicious tone.

"FUCK! OFF!" the spirit shouted, holding his head in his hands as his knees bent slightly.

"Is there anything to feel?!
Is it pain that makes you real?!
Cut me off before it kills me!!"

Ryou's ears perked up when he heard his other half shouting above the music, that seemed to be getting louder but he knew it was all in his head.

The light still felt enraged, his fists clenched so hard he could feel his own nails pressing into his skin, but he didn't care. Too much was going through his mind to worry about physical pain.

"That's it..." Ryou muttered as he forced himself to his feet, "I'm getting answers Bakura whether you like it or not!" he said sternly to himself as if to give himself courage before he began to make his way upstairs to the music and to his Yami.

"Long way down, I don't think I'll make it on my own!
Long way down, I don't want to live in here alone!
Long way down, I don't think I'll make it on my own!!

I never put you down, I never pushed you away!
Take another piece of me!
Give my mind a new disease!
And the black and white world never fades to grey!!"

"Nothing will hurt you..." the voice whispered again.

Bakura shook his head frantically in a desperate attempt to rid the memories and images from his mind.

"I promise...." the voice hissed in a mocking tone.

"SHUT UP!" Bakura yelled out again clamping his eyes shut.

"Long way down, I don't think I'll make it on my own
Long way down, I don't want to live in here alone
Long way down, I don't think I'll make it on my own
On my own...

On my own..."

"Bakura..."

"NO!"

"Bakura?"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP MA-!" the spirit yelled out, his dark depths still slammed shut as he held his head in his hands.

"BAKURA!" a softer voice called out, snapping said other back into reality and cutting him off.

"WHAT?!" the Yami snapped, spinning round to where he heard his name being called, and instantly freezing when he saw Ryou standing in the doorway. It was then when he realised the song had finally ended

"How long have you been there?" Bakura hissed bitterly, his eyes glaring at the white-haired teen.

"Long enough," Ryou snapped back as he stepped into the room.

Bakura rolled his eyes; he certainly wasn't in the mood to deal with his lighter half no matter how he felt for him his anger at the moment was much stronger.

"What do you want?"

"The truth," Ryou said simply as he leaned against the wall, lightly folding his arms across his chest.

"To what?"

"Everything."

The hikari swallowed hard after he spoke, awaiting Bakura's response, his throat becoming dry.

"You already know it," Bakura hissed cruelly.

"No I don't. I don't know what all that was about just, I don't know why you hate me and seem to be afraid..." Ryou trailed off.

"Whatever hikari. You're not finding out shit," Bakura stated as he glared at the light.

"Bakura tell me!" Ryou shouted.

"NO!" said other yelled back, waving his arm across as if he was going to hit the hikari who cringed slightly.

"I want the truth!" the youth screamed.

"Fuck off Ryou! I just told you I HATED YOU! So WHY are you here talking to me?! PISS OFF!"

"NO! TELL ME N-" Ryou screamed again at the top of his lungs but was suddenly cut off by Bakura coming forward and pinning him against the wall.

Ryou's eyes instantly widened as he put his hands to his side, pressing himself as far back into the wall to try and escape the sinister glare that Bakura was sending him. He whimpered slightly as Bakura's hands pressed his elbows into the wall.

"Answers Bakura. Now."

Bakura stared at Ryou for a moment or two, his anger to simply smash the boy against the wall, just cause him any sort of pain began to engulf his mind. His reply was simply pushing the teen back before letting him go from his grip and stepping back.

"No," the platinum-haired dark stated.

"You're so cold," Ryou muttered.

"Excuse me?" Bakura questioned with a frown.

"You. You're heartless, like your incapable of love. Let alone that, any sort of feeling apart from anger and hate! All I can ever figure out about you is that you want to be feared... Hated... Whatever! Are you not capable of loving or is your damn PRIDE stopping you?!" Ryou shouted out.

Bakura's frown grew as he came forward again, backing Ryou into the wall before he put his forearms against the wall, locking the teen against it.

"Don't you EVER presume something like that about me Ryou, especially when you know fuck all about me," Bakura hissed, his voice lowering to a malicious tone.

Ryou swallowed hard as he stared into the depths of his Yami, getting lost in their pools of darkness.

Bakura did the same, both standing in silence, staring at the other. Then, uncontrollably, Bakura took one hand from the wall and gently stroked the back of his index finger down Ryou's soft cheek.

The teen didn't once flinch. Instead he sighed softly at the touch, lightly leaning into it.

"So beautiful..." the spirit whispered, lost in his own thoughts.

Ryou stared into the dark brown orbs of his Yami's eyes, noticing a glint of aged pain and fear he had never seen before which caused him to swallow hard again, his mouth falling slightly open.

"Your... Suffering aren't you?" Ryou whispered, his voice soft.

Bakura took his hand back sighing and ignoring his hikari's question as he replaced his forearm against the wall and once again locking the teen against it. The spirit stared down at Ryou as he leaned his head down, letting his lips linger just above his hikari's who lifted his head to let Bakura kiss him. But the Yami hesitated before he lifted his head.

"I can't..." he whispered, sounding as if he was thinking out loud.

"Why? What are you so afraid of?!" Ryou blurted out, his voice slightly raised and Bakura picked it up instantly and stepped back from his lighter half.

"You want to know what I'm afraid of?" Bakura hissed, his eyes dull and lifeless.

"Yes," Ryou stated simply, trying to ignore the bitterness of his Yami's voice.

Bakura sighed, running his hands back through his hair before he took his shirt in his hands and pulled it over his head.

Utterly confused and thinking his dark had finally lost his mind completely; Ryou stepped forward from the wall.

"Yami?" Ryou questioned as Bakura threw his pale grey shirt to the floor.

Bakura ignored his light and turned, revealing his bare back.

Ryou's eyes instantly widened when they settled upon Bakura's back. Locking onto the marks that were scattered all over his skin. He whimpered slightly in concern when it became painfully obvious that the scars weren't there by accident or by the hands of Bakura himself.

"Who... Who did this to you?" Ryou whispered reaching out, but he didn't dare touch them.

Bakura just laughed sadistically, which did frighten the lighter half as he turned round, their eyes meeting.

"You're right Ryou. I am suffering, and I've lost more than you know when Marik showed up..." Bakura trailed off, his eyes never once leaving Ryou's.

"No..." Ryou whispered as reality began to dawn upon him, slowly but surely.

"Yes. He was wonderful to be around at the start. So daring and adventurous I started to think more of him. But it was then when his true colours began to show through. His twisted, cruel, sad colours hikari," Bakura sneered, "Then. When he was banished and I was finally free from his... Torture, I started to fall in love... Again."

"Bakura... I'm... I'm sorry..." Ryou said softly, putting a hand on said dark's shoulder, but he only flinched and the hikari pulled straight back with wide eyes.

"Why do you think I'm the one that makes all the moves Ryou? Why do you think I never let you touch me? Why do you think I was the one who took you and never the other way round? I'll tell you why, I had control. I knew I wouldn't get hurt that way. I knew I could have you to myself for a while... Everyone I've ever loved, hurt me hikari, whether it be physically of mentally... It still hurt. So don't you dare say I can't love because your damn wrong Ryou. So wrong..."

Ryou quickly found himself in more tears as he listened to Bakura, his lower lip trembling slightly from what he was hearing, trying to imagine how much it must have hurt Bakura to make him the way he was.

"So wrong..." Bakura muttered as he picked up his shirt and pulled it on again before heading for the door.

"Bakura... Where are you going, it's late..." Ryou asked, instantly reaching out and grabbing said others arm, causing him to visibly tense.

"Out," he snapped as he snatched back his arm.

And at that Bakura left the room and headed downstairs. Ryou listened to his footsteps that were closely followed by the sound of the front door slamming shut.

::Clings to Kura:: Who thought he could spill all that to little Ryou..... Find out everyone's reaction in the next chapter my happy-chans.... But... Personally I think that chapter was very poorly written so I apologise if it is...

R&R perdy please

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