Summary: Evanscnc/Lnkn' Prk/Adema "I've been looking in the mirror for so long,that I've come to believe my souls on the other side.Oh the little pieces falling shatter.Shards of me too sharp to put back together.To small to matter"

Short story.

Lyrics from Evanescence 'Surrender' Unknown

Layer 4: Surrender

Bakura stared at the ink printed words for a very long trying to stifle the laughter that was forcing itself up.

"Wanna kiss?" Bakura repeated the words out loud that were written on Yugi's palm in a messy hurried scribble.

Bakura raised a brow tilting his head to the side and staring at the smaller hikari, hardly able to keep his composure but if he failed to he would die from a laughing fit.

Is this real enough for you
You were so confused

Yugi stared indifferently at him, moving his head a bit trying to guess what was going through Bakura's head at the moment, amethyst piercing the cold, darkness of a thousand eons.

When had mindless meandering dropped into an uncontainable bombshell, which left him craving for visits and the silent comforting of the withdrawn Mouto. He'd swum out to far and now he was chocking against the swelling rapids.

Now that you've decided to stay
We'll remain together

"Kiss?" Bakura repeated, a knot rising in his throat threatening to cut off his breathing, all sensations of ridicule and laughter leaving him gradually, it left him in haze and there was only silence as there had always been but this time he felt cold.

Flashback –4 weeks ago-

You can't abandon me
You belong to me

Melancholy, virginal amethyst jewels met a sea of blue despair and anger, an instant battle of a quiet purification. He'd begun to cry on the spot, his sanity welcomingly giving into the madness that overcame him.

He closed the door to the austere hospital room and sat down on the chair and stared at the battered boy wearily, while Yugi stared in confusion at the sobbing dark, watching his every move, leaning over ever so slightly trying to say something but only a faint gurgle came out instead.

Bakura stared fixatedly at him, tears streaming down his own face and suddenly broke out into a mindless hysterical laughter mixed in with his sobbing and nearly choking himself trying to do both.

"Oh my, what a raving lunatic I've turned out to be." Bakura said, holding his head, fighting off an oncoming migraine. "Call the orderlies Bakura's gone mad." He just broke out into another fit of crying and laughing.

Breathe in and take my life in you

Bakura froze as he felt slender hands weaving their way through his hair, "Ryou…" he whispered only looking up to see the Pharaoh's hikari petting him, like he was child, craving an adult's attention.

Yugi stared sympathetically at him, a lilac wave of empathy colliding with the insanity of cobalt blues.

No longer myself only you

Yugi shook his head, indicating to the other man he was not Ryou.

"Still can't talk?" Bakura motioned.

There's no escaping me, my love

Yugi sighed loudly and closed his eyes; almost in grimace that Bakura had asked the question. Bakura, on the other hand, for once hadn't meant for the statement to be cruel.

"I apologize…" Bakura paused; he'd never really apologized sanely to anyone in his life before except never mind…it really shocked him the, the words that slipped past his lips.

Surrender

Yugi shook his head, wiping the tear lines off Bakura's face with his hospital polka-dotted shirt. Bakura guessed that meant 'Don't think on it.'

End Flashback-

That's how it all started, their so- called dating of sorts. Bakura kept up his visits, weeks on end, finding refuge in the small boys quiet hospital room and his sporadic trips to the cemetery dwindling each passing week.

Marik for one found it odd that the ex-Tomb robber had just suddenly perked up. Put bluntly, It scared the shit out of him. Who knew what was going on in that cunning, irrational head of his? But the final hit on the nail, was when 'singing-telegram' Anzu, -her gossiping was that compared to the antagonizing merriness of carolers at their Christmas time,- had passed on the news that Bakura had been secretly visiting Yugi for the past weeks. That's where the bastard's been sneaking off to?

Darling, there's no sense in running
You know I will find you

Of course he'd tried to express these harrowing thoughts with his other half but was he brushed off brusquely with the words, 'Your too damn protective!'

"The man's a walking lunatic!" Marik exclaimed, jumping off the bed in a fit of excitement.

Malik wheeled around and threw his brush at him, which Marik skillfully caught in one hand throwing it back to his light.

'Ssshhh!' Malik told him, 'Walls have ears.'

Marik couldn't help but snort understanding full well what Malik was talking about. Isis wouldn't miss a chance to babble to the school's 'Ladies Club' about Bakura. She hated the yami with a vengeance.

'Plus,' Malik added, 'I haven't seen 'Kura so happy in a long time,' Malik paused, 'scratch that, I've never seen him so happy EVER!'

Everything is perfect now
We can live forever

'Yea but happiness could be façade to get close to the Pharaoh's hikari for a bit of revenge.' Marik suggested, grabbing the brush from a struggling Malik and taking up on himself the job of fighting to drag the brush through the knots in his hikari's hair.

'Even so, he's happy and that's all what matters.' Malik managed a faint smile, 'And if you ever dare get in the way of that Marik Ishtar, I'll skin you myself!'

Marik threw the brush on the vanity and turned Malik to face him, staring him down like 2 cowboys at high noon.

In those perfectly lilac hazed eyes, Marik penetrated the hypocritical shield of happiness and saw the hurt, the hopes and jealousy behind it all.

You can't abandon me
You belong to me

Marik understood fully now. Malik would have killed and then some to be in Yugi's place at this moment receiving Bakura's well-coveted attention.

Malik wanted to be the one to help 'Kura heal and he hoped that a sexual love would blossom between them.

Marik instantly felt sorry for his light not in an ' I'm better that you way,' but in an 'I love you and want to make you happy way.'

Marik had his fair share of sexual encounters with Malik and knew only well how erotically wild and satisfying his hikari could be. He'd literally knock the breath out of you.

Marik feeling a jolt of electricity through his groin locked Malik with a maniacal grin. Malik quipped an eyebrow in the sudden change of mood and a shimmer of excitement passed through him, he knew that grin too well to not know what his yami was up to.

Breathe in and take my life in you
No longer myself only you

'Not on your life.' Malik said, trying to head for the door but he was caught and pushed onto the bed.

'You haven't heard my proposition yet.' At that moment it was impossible for Marik's smile to get any wider.

There's no escaping me, my love

Malik quipped another brow then a sultry smile appeared on his lips, 'Alright then, let's hear it. Lay it on me.'

Surrender

Cold. Bakura hadn't felt that sensation in a long time. The wind howled at him as he stared from the roof of the Domino Hospital, across the receding horizon of the city. His hands gripped the cold fence wires, pressing his face into the frigid but appropriate coldness.

Ryou.

Breathe in and take my life in you

Although comfortable with Yugi's company, he'd thought of his hikari constantly like a shark eating at him slowly and painfully. Old Love Never Dies.

No longer myself only you

A little whimper from Yugi brought him back to reality. He turned to face him instantly. The lithe light had a firm grip on himself, the winter wind kicking up intensely, everything insight that wasn't tied down was on the move.

Yugi looked so fragile then, like a cherub at Saint Teresa's. Bakura considered him a doll, completely beautiful and easily amiable although he never spoke back, special thanks to the pharaoh himself.

But words didn't matter, they never did. The angelic face of the smaller teen always poured a flood of tranquility over him.

There's no escaping me, my love

Bakura moved quickly towards Yugi and wrapped a protective arm around him, coaxing him to move inside and back to his hospital room.

Surrender

Yugi looked up at him half-expectantly. Bakura dropping his hardened pride for a moment leaned forward and captured Yugi's lips in a sultry passion of tongues.

Bakura pulled back, biting his bottom lip trying to control himself, 'Happy imp?'

Yugi's lashes fluttered, his tongue still darting over the traces of Bakura on his lips.

Surrender

A large, genuinely affectionate smile appeared on Yugi's lips which in his silent words said, 'Damn straight! I could do a cartwheel!'

'Don't get too use to the nice treatment.' Bakura stated pressing their fervor-rendered lips together again in heated war of satisfaction. 'I like my bitches completely submissive and eager for what I dish out.'

Yugi's lips fell open in excitement and quipped a brow at Bakura, his tongue moving back and forth over his teeth almost in a seductive and inviting manner. Bring it.

Surrender

Bakura furrowed his brow, realizing Yugi had accepted his challenge with some kind of perversion apparent in the darkening of his amethyst eyes.

'You are some kind of freak, imp.'

Yugi grabbed him harshly and wrapped his arms around Bakura's neck. Bakura complied and hoisted Yugi into his arms, making sure the imp's feet were securely around his waist.

'Then again, you're my freak, aren'tya.'

Will you surrender to me

There's no escaping from me

Will you surrender to me

Yeah, end.

I've been toiling over this last chapter for weeks. Gosh Writer's Block is awful. But it's done.

I hope you enjoyed it. Yipee!!!

I'll post a special chapter for my reviewers to personally thank each and every one of your sweet souls. I'm off to the shower now, I haven't bathed since morning and I'm starting to feel cranky.

Oh yeah there was gonna be suicide in this chapter buuuuuuuttttt…I changed my mind. One too many died already.

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