A/N: Hello, and welcome to the sequal of Concrete Angel! About 4 people voted, and I said the voting ends today, and here it is! I was going to wait until Hidden Emotions is finished to post the first chapter up, but I decided not to. But I might wait for it to be finished to put the second chapter of this up, is that okay? That depends if you like it, that is. Tell me if you like it and wether you want it to continue or not and I'll continue after Hidden Emotions is complete. Flames are not accepted and constructive criticism is accepted. It could make the story better as it goes along. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh does not belong to me. It belongs to Kazuki Takahashi and the prequel to this, the song belongs to Martina McBride, which I will not or might use in this story at some point. I don't know.

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Aki Kaze No Kokoro: Autumn Wind of Love

Prologue: Reano Bakura



A young boy was sitting on the bed in his bedroom, currently looking out the window. Tomorrow he and his mother and sister would be moving to a place called Domino City, where he learned all of the top duelists lived. He was a duelist himself, but not very good, or so he thought. His deck is made mostly of dark type monsters and good magic and trap cards. He himself has long white hair and emerald green eyes. He was wearing a white t-shirt with blue stripes that went up and down and blue jeans.

Suddenly, he heard his mother calling. "Reano, are you in bed yet?"

"Uh, yeah!"Reano called back to his mother, turning off the light quickly and getting settled into bed.

His mother walked into the room quietly, and turned on the dim light. She walked over to Reano, and sat down on the edge of his bed.

"Sweety, I know it's hard for you to move to a new place, but try and make the best of it, okay?"his mother asked.

"Mom, I'm sixteen, I'm sure I can handle it,"Reano replied, a little embarrassed, even though no one was watching him.

"All right, then. Do you have your things packed?"she asked.

"Yeah… beside my bed there,"Reano pointed to a place beside his bed where his luggage lay.

"All right, goodnight, Reano."

She walked out of the room, taking a last glance at her son before leaving.

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The next morning, Reano woke up to his alarm clock blaring music. For some reason, the song was a sad one. Uusally they play rock or some fast pop music to get you to wake up or something like that. But it was slow and sad today.

-She walks to school with a lunch she packed

Nobody knows what she's holding back-

Reano could have sworn that he heard the song before, but not in this lifetime anyway. Maybe in another. But he didn't believe in that stuff.

Little did he know that he would soon enough.

-Wearin' the same dress she wore yesterday

She hides the bruises with linen and lace-

He heard his father calling to him. He got out of bed and went downstairs in his pajamas. He saw his father sitting in the kitchen table with something wrapped that was in his hand.

"Yes, father?"Reano asked, sitting down across from him.

"Reano, on my travels I found this. I think you might take a liking to it,"his father passed him a parcel. When he opened it, it looked like a ring with golden spikes around it and a weird eye in the middle. (Sorry, I'm no good with descriptions...)

"What is it, father?"Reano asked.

"It's called the Millennium Ring,"his father explained. "Legend says it came from Ancient Egypt over 5000 years ago."

"Really?"Reano didn't believe in that stuff, especially since the Ring didn't appear to be that old.

"Keep it with you at all times, Reano. Let it be your connection to the other worlds,"his father then got up and left.

Connection to... other worlds? he thought.

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The Spirit of the Ring was startled. Someone was wearing the other copy of the Millennium Ring. Ryou's copy.

Bakura frowned. It had been over 6 years since Ryou died, and Bakura was now an adult at 20 years old, as was the rest of the gang. He hadn't changed much. His hair was longer and more pointier, and he still didn't change that evil look printed in him. Actually, it grew back ever since the death of Ryou. He always went to Ryou's grave every night, to make sure no bullies mangled it to the ground or that anything got stolen. Marik always laughed at that, because he was supposed to be a tomb robber, not someone who looks after them. But in Bakura's opinion, it was a special grave. A grave that belongs to someone who was too innocent to die.

He went out of his soul room, and gasped. Another door, which lead to another soul room. After Ryou's death and he went with the other souls of the dead, the connection with him through the ring was lost, and so was the connection through the mind, so why was there another door there?

He opened the door, and he thought he felt a familiar presence from within the room. Bakura walked around for a while after closing the door, and then came across another. He opened it, and gasped. A 16 year old boy with long white hair, wearing a white t-shirt with blue stripes going up and down and blue jeans, was in the room.

Ryou? he wondered. He cleared his throat and that made the teen jump in shock and turn around to look at him.

Emerald eyes? Ryou... he thought. It's Ryou.

"W-Who are you?"the boy asked, frightened. "Why d-do you look l-like me?"

Reano was right. He did look exactly, well, not exactly, but he looked like Reano. His hair was the same color except it was pointier than his, and he had chocolate brown eyes, and he had an evil look in them.

"My name is Bakura,"he replied. "I live in the Millennium Ring. Who are you?"

"M-My n-name is Reano... wait... did you say your name was Bakura?"

Bakura nodded. "Why?"

"My full name is Reano Bakura."

"But that's impossible!"Bakura explained.

"Uh... call it an impossible coincidence, then?"Reano asked, a little frightened by the spirit's sudden out burst.

"Why did you look surprised to see me?"Reano asked.

"You l-look like someone I know w-who's been dead for 6 years now,"Bakura replied. It pained him to talk about Ryou to others.

"Oh, gomen,"Reano said.

"No, no! Wait... you don't look Japanese..."Bakura started.

"Nani? Oh, that, I look up words on a website on the internet,"Reano replied.

Bakura groaned. That was all Malik and Marik ever seemed to do, but it was games they looked up, not other languages.

"So... where do you live?"Bakura asked.

"I live in America, but I'm moving to Domino Japan tomorrow with my mom and my older sister."

"Your moving to Japan? That's where me and my 'friends' live,"Bakura said.

"Really? Cool. Maybe we'll see each other there and you can introduce me to everyone. Who do you hang out with?"Reano asked.

"Uh..."Bakura thought for a moment. "Yugi Motoh, Joey Wheeler, Anzu Mazaki (see end note), Tristan Taylor, Malik Ishtar and Marik Ishtar."

"...did you say Yugi Motoh and Joey Wheeler?"Reano asked.

"Yeah... but Wheeler's not a big thing down your way... is he?"Bakura asked, a little afraid to know the answer.

"Every girl down where I live seems to adore him.... except some of the guys print pictures of him off the internet and hit him with tacs or darts or anything they can find pointy."

Bakura chuckled. "Yeah, I guess that would be the thing they would do... especially if Wheeler got the girls attention."

"Oh he got the boys attention too... just not in a friendly way,"Reano said.

"Yeah, you can say that..."Bakura said.

"So... exactly how is it I got here? I just remember my father giving me this ring and the next thing I know when I put it around my neck, I'm here!"Reano asked.

"What?? Your father gave you the Millennium Ring?"Bakura asked.

Reano nodded. "Why?"

"Oh... it belonged... to my friend... long ago..."Bakura said slowly.

"I see..."Reano said. "So, I guess we can always talk like this?"

Bakura thought for a minute. If this was Ryou, or his reincarnation, he couldn't say no. "All right."

Reano smiled and vanished out of sight. Bakura sighed, walked back to his soul room and sat on a stair that lead to a passageway.

"Ryou's back..."

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A/N: I like manga Anzu better than anime Téa cause she doesn't do the friendship speeches as much. In all of my Shonen Jump versions, the only one I have of a friendship speech starring her, it's in the Death T thing, and I guess that's reasonable, depending on if you like Anzu or not. Well, it's my choice, so don't hate me for it.

The wise... wait, I don't know if they were, but they once said: Don't hate people for their choices, love people for their choices.

Marik: ... you made that up...

Kohaku: So what if I did? It makes sense... right??

Marik: -whistle-

Kohaku: -.-; Atleast w w w . f a n f i c t i o n . n e t allows certain smileys and symbols. Alot of them have been kicked off. Well, please leave a nice review if you want to see the gang next chapter!

Later days, folks! Happy Halloween!