Heylow happy-chans XD Heh, 5th chapter finally here... And so, hope you like it...

five: Weak

Bakura walked with his head down in the cold autumn air. He shoved his hands in his pockets as he kicked every stone on the floor he came across.

Why did I tell him all of that? No one apart from Malik was supposed to know... I'm such a baka... the Yami thought to himself as he walked, not really knowing where he was going he just let his feet take him. He'll hate me now... I've fucked up my chances; he'll think I'm weak now... All the times I've been so selfish and strong in front of him, and then he finds out that twat Marik was able to have his 'way' with me. It's so screwed up...

After around ten minutes of walking, Bakura eventually found himself in the local park, and seen as it was quite late at night no one was around. A half smile graced the spirits lips, as he was thankful for the solitude. His eyes trailed round until he noticed a bench near by, he made his way over to it and climbed up so he was sitting on the back of it, and his feet on the seat. Resting his elbows on his knees, Bakura stared out across the small lake, if you can call it a lake that was in the centre of the park.

"Such a baka..." he whispered to himself just as he felt the air move behind him.

Bakura instantly span round so his feet were dangling down on the other side, his hand at his belt, and eyes narrowed only to see...

"Malik?"

"That's me," the Egyptian said with a small smile, his eyes trailing down to where Bakura's hand was, "and I see you still carry that around with you then?"

The albino sighed and nodded, "Don't go anywhere without it..."

"Why do you carry that with you Kura? I mean... It's a knife, you get caught with that then you're done," Malik said as he pulled himself up next to Bakura, facing back towards the lake.

Bakura shrugged, taking it out and clicking the side to let the silver blade shoot out before he twirled it round in his fingers. "Just in case..." was his only reply.

"He isn't going to come back Bakura," Malik said, knowing whom his friend was thinking about.

"He might, I managed to get out of the Shadow Realm so what's stopping him?" the brown-eyed spirit said as he put the blade back, "Besides it's not as if I use it..."

"Anymore," Malik added with a smirk and Bakura playfully slapped his arm.

"What are you doing out anyway?" the Yami asked.

"Got bored... And Isis was on a rampage which was starting to scare me so I just left her to it," Malik said with a heavy sigh of relief.

"Heh, always the best thing to do with her..." Bakura said trailing off as he stared ahead of him.

Malik looked at the fiend next to him and noticed the far off look in his chocolate eyes. He sighed softly to himself as he stared at Bakura and the longer he stared the more hurt he looked as he sat perfectly still, not even blinking as he stared.

"Kura... Are you ok?" the Egyptian asked softly so not to startle Bakura from his thoughts.

Bakura finally blink and lowered his stare to the floor, "Not really no..." he said in a far off voice.

"What's... Happened now?" Malik asked, knowing perfectly well who was making the spirit so sad.

"I told him," was Bakura's only response.

"About what?"

"Marik."

The Egyptian gasped lightly when he was told, his eyes slightly widening. "Did, you tell him off your own will or was it in a fight?"

"It started as a fight... Ryou started to demand answers out of me. We nearly kissed a-"

"Kissed?!" Malik blurted out, interrupting the fiend.

Bakura smiled, knowing Malik would get excited with that part of his little story. "Yes, kissed... It was so close but... I pulled back."

"Why? I thought you liked him?" Malik asked, starting to get confused.

"Heh, I do... But when he was there and so... near to me... I duno... I just couldn't do it."

"Probably your little theory about hikari's and Yami's not being together ne?" Malik asked with a sigh.

"Most likely had something to do with it..." Bakura said with a sad look in his eyes before he continued, "Anyway, he said something like, 'you're suffering aren't you' and 'what are you so afraid of?'... I ended up spilling pretty much everything out to him... Which I fucking regret so, so much."

"Hm... I can see why, but then again, there might be a good thing with all of this," Malik said softly.

"A good thing? Please... Telling your hikari that another Yami over powered you, what's so good about that Malik?" the Albino asked in an amused tone, but the Egyptian just shrugged it off.

"Think about it... Even if you were pissed off at the time, you still felt secure enough to tell Ryou all the stuff you did. That has to mean something right?"

"Maybe... But thinking about it like that still doesn't stop me feeling t-"

Bakura was cut off by a faint beeping sound coming from the blonde. His chocolate eyes watched his friend pull out a cell phone from the back pocket and read something on the screen.

"What's up?" the Yami asked.

"Isis wants me home... Apparently she's calmed down..." Malik said with a sigh.

"Heh, I'll walk you."

"Thanks..." Malik said with a smile.

The two got down from the bench and began to walk down the grassy path that led out of the park and to Malik's house.

"Sorry about that... You were saying?" Malik said as he shoved his hands in his pockets.

"It's ok... And I said that even if I think about it in that way, it doesn't stop the way I'm feeling," the platinum-haired spirit said with a sigh.

"And how are you feeling?"

"Like shit..."

"Bakura," Malik said in a serious tone and the Albino sighed.

"Confused, hate myself, stressed, scared..." Bakura trailed off as he hooked his thumbs in his belt hoops.

Malik listened carefully, "Anything else?"

"...Weak," Bakura added in a hushed voice, the blonde barely hearing it.

"Ok then... Let's start from the beginning... Why do you feel confused?" the Egyptian asked.

"Because I can't make up my mind on how I feel about Ryou... When I just think about him as Ryou, I swear to Ra I love him so much..."

Malik smiled at the fiends comment, never thinking he'd live to see the day that Yami Bakura would say such a thing.

"... But when I think of loving him as my hikari, I automatically think it's wrong to love him," Bakura finished, his eyes averting the floor.

"And why do you think it's wrong?" the blonde asked.

"I'm confused about that too..." the spirit said, pouting softly, looking rather cute as he did so.

"All right then... So, why do you hate yourself?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Bakura asked as the two crossed the street.

"No, not really..." Malik said shrugging.

"You'd hate yourself too if you did what I've done to Ryou... Even though it's been a while since I've truly hurt him, and I mean almost fatally hurt him... I've still caused him pain, both mentally and physically. He thinks I just like playing games with his head, but he just doesn't know what I'm going through... He knows what caused most of it... But it's not the same..."

Malik listened with all of his attention, feeling so much sympathy for Bakura. The blonde wondered what it was like to be going through such a thing, to be so confused about someone you love with all your heart. He felt Bakura's pain and wished there was something he could do to help him, but all he could do was listen to his white-haired friend and offer him comfort if he ever needed it. But Bakura's pride was too strong for anything like that, even when Malik could tell that all the fiend needed was something as simple as a hug, the spirit would never accept it.

Fucking pride... Malik thought to himself after Bakura had finished speaking.

The Egyptian's house came into view and Bakura sighed softly when he saw it, sad to be rid of the company he truly was thankful for, even though he'd never admit it out loud.

They eventually arrived at the end of Malik's drive way and came to a stop at the small brick pillar of the front wall.

"Before I go in... There's one more thing I want to ask..." Malik said turning to face Bakura.

"What?" the Yami asked simply.

"Not that I'm paying you a compliment or anything, but why do you feel weak? I mean, Kura you're anything but that," the Egyptian said as he folded his arms lightly.

Bakura shrugged, "I said I feel weak, not that I am weak... I duno really, it's like I'm really- insecure to put it bluntly. Argh I duno... I just do ok?" he asked, making it obvious he wasn't going to explain any more.

Malik nodded, "Yeah ok... Thanks for walking me."

"No prob-" Bakura cut himself off when his eyes trailed over Malik's shoulder to the front window of his house to see Isis standing with crossed arms, and a very angry look in her eyes.

"Er, I think you're wanted," the Albino said nodded behind Malik who looked to where Bakura nodded to, his expression saddening.

"Oh shit... Tonight's going to be... Fun..." he muttered with a heavy sigh.

"Good luck," Bakura said with a smirk.

"Thanks, I'll need it..." Malik said as he stepped through the small gate to his driveway.

"See you round Kura-chan," the Egyptian said smiling.

The spirit returned the smile and nodded, "See ya, and thanks for listening."

"Anytime," the blonde mused as he nodded back, and the two went their separate ways. One to their rampaging sister, and the other back to being on their own, the only company being their confusing emotions.

As soon as Bakura left Ryou collapsed onto the couch in tears. Over 2 hours had passed and the young light was still pouring his heart out into his hands. Why hadn't he known? Didn't Bakura trust him enough to let him know such a thing. The hikari only cried harder the more he thought about it, but he refused to forget about what he had bee told until he figured something out. Like why didn't he know Marik was doing such things to his other half, and was there any more that he didn't know. His dark's words rang through his mind.

"I've lost more than you know..."

Thoughts began to plague the teens mind as his mind wandered to what else could have happened, which only caused Ryou to panic. The hikari never truly hated someone, like everyone else; he wasn't too fond of other people, but never hating them. But the one thing he was sure of from the start of all this, Ryou knew he hated Marik. Despised him with all his worth. How dare he do such things to his Yami! He didn't hurt Malik so what gave him the right to hurt Bakura? Ryou growled lightly and decided to stop thinking about Marik for the time being and he let his thoughts go back to Bakura.

The darker half walked slowly down the midnight deserted streets. He was grateful for the solitude, yet he wouldn't exactly mind if Malik was still with him. Even though the Albino didn't show it that well, he loved the blonde's company as much as he did Ryou's.

Bakura sighed as he walked along, not really paying any attention to what was going on around him as he let his thoughts take him. That was until a small noise of something shifted behind him.

The Yami froze on the spot, his hand instantly going to his belt. He stayed silent and still, his eyes going to the side so he could just see behind him from the corner of his eyes. Something shifted again and his eyes automatically narrowed as he quickly turned on his heels, blade out and alert. But no one was there.

"What the fuck?" Bakura muttered to himself, "Urgh... Parano-" he froze again when he heard the same rustling sound, and it was then that a small tabby cat came out from the bush that was acting as a wall for the house he was currently passing.

The spirit let out a heavy sigh, "Stupid fur ball..." he hissed as he put the knife back to his belt. He was about to carry on his journey home when he felt something soft and warm wrapping around his ankles. "Get off..." he frowned, growling lightly at the cat to scare it away but it only sat at his feet, looking up at the fiend with an utterly stumped expression.

"Go away," Bakura ordered pointing for the cat to go back where it came from. "Urgh," he sighed and just decided to ignore the feline and he carried on walking along the sidewalk.

The brown-eyed Yami was just slipping back into his own 'world' when the sound of a meow snapped him back to reality. He turned round to see the tabby close on his heels, looking up at him with big green eyes.

"You're going to keep following me aren't you?" Bakura said with a sigh as the cat rubbed round his ankles.

The spirit sighed again as he looked round the street. He made sure no one was watching before he knelt down and stroked the cat, seeing it had no collar and was a tad scruffy he instantly thought it was a stray. His eyes made one more quick scan of the street before he picked up the purring feline in his arms and stood back up.

"Tch... Ryou can do something with you..." he muttered to himself as he carried on walking along, the tabby happily nuzzling in his arms, much to the fiends annoyance.

Hm... All done, hoped you liked it, not a very exciting chapter I know but the next one, I promise will have more 'fun' in XD

R&R

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