Ahh I finally updated again ^_^ Sorry it took so long to get the next couple of chapters up. Enjoy.

-Yumi.

Chapter 13: Conversations

December 10, 2003...

I decided to go back home again a couple of days after the whole 'incident'. I was getting tired of staying here for awhile so I had already told bakura that i just wanted to go back home. He told me i should rest more often for my own health, but it only appeared that I was only bugging him more. I didn't want to stay here anymore. It always kept reminding me that i was so weak...so..miserable. I hated it. I saw the sorrow on yami's face on the day i finally got released. He was dead silent as soon as he saw me come out. Why did he stare at me like that? Of coarse, he pitied me and felt deeply sorry, like what everyone else would probably do if they ever found out. I didn't want to tell anyone...it would be too much for them to even handle it, and i didn't want them to feel more bad for me than they already did. I'm so pathetic.

A couple of months had already passed by so quickly...

to where it was now winter in December. I always loved the season; it was my favorite...even the weather. Bakura on the other hand practically hated it since he wasn't used to the cold weather and such for himself. He and I have gotten a lot more closer and it was nice getting to know him more personally in the meantime as well. He treats me now more better than before, but the way he acts towards others hasn't changed one bit...I guess he only did it for me. God, I love him so much... I just want him to know that. I'll always love him no matter what happens, and that's a promise that'll I'll always keep between just both of us. I don't care what happens, the only thing that matters to me is if I only make him happy for once. Even though he's the darkness, my darkness, he is a truly beautiful person deep inside other than that. I want him to know someday.. that he's made me into a stronger person at the end. Even though I had to go through his beatings in the past, but the past is the past. And I just want to thank him. Without him I would just remain as a weak person even now, but I learned a lot of things in life.

Now than ever before, it was sometimes hard for me to even breathe. After going through with the frequent attacks I would occasionally get that I wasn't even expecting at particular odd times a month later right after I got out of the hospital, I knew then for myself that my heart condition was beginning to get more worse, but of coarse it was my own decision that I just wanted to go back home instead. My doctor had told me that he had found out that it was some sort of a heart disease, and they had given me a respirator and pills just in case to ease the pain whenever it would occur at times..

The small radio sitting on top of my desk played a soft tune, the same song I'v heard once before. It was in English so i didn't really quite know the language fluently that well. I released my grip on the pencil I was writing with, letting it drop on top of the piece of paper I was jogging down on.

My own sense then instantly snapped back to reality from my own lost daze as i soon felt a warm hand gently rest on top of my shoulder. Surprised, I quickly slammed the book I was writing down on.

"..What are you doing?" Bakura asked curiously, standing right next to the hikari.

Ryou slowly turned his head to the side, staring up at his own yami. He only gave back a small warm smile in return.

"..Nothing. Really." Ryou shook his head as he then grabbed the small book that had been sitting on top of the desk beside him.

"Well, it didn't really look anything like nothing." The thief sat down on the bed beside the teen. "You know...you should be resting instead of doing all this for no purpose." he spoke with a small amount of concern in his own voice.

"It's okay bakura. I really am. "

Bakura only gave back a small serious glare at the ivory haired teen. "No, it's not okay. Your still weak." he lightly replied back in his calm and low voice.

"Really yami, I'm fine. Remember the promise you gave to me today?" Ryou looked at bakura; his innocent brown eyes expressing a small amount of sadness and pleading.

Knowing that he couldn't continue fussing over the poor boy any longer bakura softly sighed. Yet, he didn't want to argue over him knowing that he was just going to make things look more worse for the other since he knew that his hikari had already gone through a lot. This made Bakura's frown deepen more at the thought of remembering the past situation again.

"Alright. But we're coming back home not too late.." bakura stated.

Ryou's bright smile returned to his lips, now happy and satisfied.

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It had suddenly turned cold outside, but not too where it wasn't too windy. The winter white and grey clouds filled the whole sky as if making it look like it was soon going to allow a small flake to fall down onto the unusual empty and non busy streets and sidewalks, like it would usually be on any regular day. Not disturbing, but only silently calm and relaxing. It was a rare and beautiful quiet afternoon like this one, especially on this very special day. Bakura looked outside the window inside the house, sitting down on top of Ryou's bed while ryou had now finally finished changing into his winter outfit.

He was wearing a light colored coat that seemed a little too big for his own size, matched with the scarf made from a soft material he wore around his thin neck. To top it off he grabbed a pair of gloves to bring along just in case. Just as he finally finished, he turned his attention back to bakura, noticing that the thief was being too silent through this whole entire time…

"Are you ready yet?" Ryou questioned expectedly. Bakura didn't answer back to his question and only continued to stare outside with his now more softened eyes.

Ryou raised an eyebrow in confusion as he slowly waved a hand across back and forth to get his attention. "Bakura?"

Suddenly startled, bakura slightly jumped as he quickly focused back to the boy. "Oh.. Sorry. Are you already ready??" he questioned queerly.

"Are you going out like that? You know its really cold outside." Ryou pointed out, his eyes slowly observing down bakura's stripped shirt and plain jeans he usually always wore most of the time.

"Of coarse not baka. What makes you think that?" bakura replied. He jumped off the bed and went over to grab his long black trench coat off the rack. He threw it over his shoulders and tugged roughly onto the collar at the top.

Ryou slightly arched his eyebrow. "Are you sure your only going to wear that? It seems not warm enough.."

"Got any better suggestions then?" bakura stated.

Ryou scratched his head. "Well.. I can always let you borrow my other clothes that I have." Ryou offered slowly.

"I don't want it… " Bakura cut him off at the end, but his voice still calm and soft.

"Fine. Don't blame when you catch a cold later because I'm not going to feel sorry for you. " Ryou told him more strictly while inserting each of his hands into the gloves.

"Hey, I won't get sick! Unlike someone who always does." Bakura complained childishly while slightly narrowing his eyebrows in frustration. His smirk then returned to his lips at the end of that last sarcastic statement.

"That's not even funny bakura. Now, let's hurry before it gets any colder. " Ryou sighed. Ryou's soft expression returned back to his face at the thought he just remembered..

"Um bakura…can I ask you about some-" Ryou trailed off, but was instantly interrupted by bakura.

"Let's go.." Bakura left the room not even bothering to look back at him.

//What's wrong with him..?// Ryou thought suspiciously to himself. Bakura had been acting really awkward ever since then when he had returned back home. He didn't know what the reason made him though, but it was a little clear to himself that he was still struggling and going through what had happened back at the hospital, and ryou didn't feel really comfortable of the way he was acting. His yami still had that cocky attitude of his inside of him, but ryou knew he was still going through that process of changing at the same time. As long as he was being more nicer it didn't really matter to him. He couldn't believe that bakura was pure darkness, because he knew that bakura still had a little light inside of him so Ryou made the decision that he was going to find it sooner or later and make it grow…

"Wait bakura!" Ryou called out while running after him.

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"Bakura would you slow down a bit. Your walking too fast!" Ryou panted breathlessly while trying to catch up with the thief.

"Actually I'm walking at normal pace while you're the one who's being slow here." Bakura snickered.

Ryou finally got the chance to catch up with bakura as he now walked along the side of him. He clutched onto his chest and struggled to catch his breath again.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

"I'm not. In the meantime I thought I was the one who was giving you the chance to catch up." Bakura's grin widened, acting as innocent as he could.

"Uh huh sure. Whatever bakura." Ryou rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Honestly! I was." Bakura complained more seriously.

"Then why didn't you say anything back when I called your name back there?" Ryou accused lightly.

"Um..well…"

"Thought so."

"Hey! You didn't even let me finish my own sentence." The darker boy tightly crossed his arms over his bare chest for better warmth as a cold wind blew by, tussling his white hair.

Noticing this reaction, Ryou hid a small smile. "See I told you that you would be cold. Don't deny it, because I see the way you have your arms crossed." He quietly laughed.

"No I'm not! I'm doing this because you know I always cross my arms this way." Bakura made an excuse.

Ryou tried not to laugh out loud by the other's reactions every time, it was kind of fun to tease bakura, but he knew that he would be more offended to the point where it will probably make him furious at the end if he continued any longer.

"Um..Bakura" Ryou spoke in a more serious tone.

"What?"

"..Um..about your past…I'v heard you once talk about it before. Do you still remember about it?" Ryou asked hesitantly.

Bakura softly sighed. "Not really. I don't remember everything, but luckily I already know the important things that occurred and happened to me during that time. Instead my memory is a bit fuzzy on the people I had relationships with.." Ryou noticed that his voice grew more soft and light.

"Oh…well..is it okay for you to share with me about what happened to you in the past sometime?"

"Why would you want to know about it anyways? It's not like your going to change what happened in the past." Bakura responded more coldly as his mind drifted off to his own tragic past.

"Well… I know that, but it would be nice for me… to get to know you more personally. And…maybe I'll get to understand you more. " Ryou stared down began twiddling with his thumbs together while a small shade of pink appeared on his cheeks.

"Don't you already know what kind of person I am by now? You've known me as I'm cold hearted, insane, physicotic, and that I'm always thirsty for both blood pain." Bakura pointed out.

Unexpected, ryou was now slightly disgusted by that last sentence. He cringed at the sudden gruesome thought.

"Well…I know that you still have that small light inside of you somewhere deep inside. You even told me yourself about it during the time when you were only a small child back then."

Bakura chuckled a small laugh. "Me? The darkness? That's the complete opposite. I have no light inside of me…remember? Of coarse, I'm still gradually changing, but it doesn't literally mean that I'm gonna change into a whole different person that your expecting me to be." bakura replied back simply.

"If you truly believe that you don't have any good left inside of you, then how did you show me how you felt about me on that other day when you confessed everything to me?" Ryou questioned.

"True ryou. I'v told you all my emotions and feelings, told you some parts about my past, why I'm the person I am today and right now, but it's not like I'm going to do the exact same for others."

Hearing this, ryou instantly stopped at his own tracks along the sidewalk he was walking on. Noticing the other's sudden reaction, the darker boy also stopped. He looked over past his shoulder to stare at him with a somewhat confused expression that was upon his face.

"Why…me then? Why did you only tell me about all this..?" Ryou spoke more softly.

Bakura's eyes suddenly grew more soft afterwards hearing the boy ask this. "Well…because…you're my hikari…and I thought you would be the only person that could understand me the most than anyone else since you've known me for awhile now.…" bakura trailed off, his own voice dying at the end. "Ah who cares! It doesn't really matter anymore. Just forget about it. Okay?" He said hastily before walking off.

Surprised, ryou only stood dead silent without even moving a single muscle, while bakura continued to walk ahead of him. A small shade of pink had formed on both of his cheeks in total embarrassment. It soon appeared that he then finally gave back a small smile in return.

"Wait bakura! Where are you going?! Wait!!" Ryou shouted out hastily. He quickly ran after his annoyed yami while clumsily stumbling on each and every step that he took.

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