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Confessions From the Secret Soul- Tempting Hearts

This is written for all of those who wanted me to continue Non-Confessions, especially Sami, the anonymous reviewer. This could really stand on it's own. And there is no hint at all of Bakura loving Ryou back; it's all in Ryou's point of view. I'll make a last one, to wrap it all up, but it might not come till later, so wait, please!

Did I mention it was a sequel sort of to Non-Confessions? Well, it kind of is.

Confessions From the Secret Soul- Tempting Hearts

I wake up in the morning, when everything is alright. I am on good terms with my Yami, and I am not alone.

((I can't help giving into temptations))

Here I know my Yami cares. But not in the way I want him to, of course.

He could never think of me that way. At the most, I am a little brother to nim.

((You can't help giving them to me))

Last night I dreamed that I was being held and comforted, that I heard my Yami's voice confessing me his love.

If I had woken up, I'd have found it only a dream. A dream voice, whispering sweet dream nothings.

((I can't help being the way I am))

So I am not surprised to wake up to an empty queen bed. My Yami is most likely already making himself breakfast.

So instead, I lie in bed, thinking of him.

((You can't help the way you make me weak))

My Yami is an extension of me, isn't he? Or is it the other way around, that I am an extension of himself?

That would mean that I, in a essentiality, am in love with myself. How egotistical is that?

((When it all comes down to one last word))

Okay, so I'm egotistical. Narcissist, really. But, I'm not an egoist.

By definition, an egoist is one who is self centered with little regard for others... Oh. Right. My Yami is part of me, therefore, I suppose I am an egoist, as he is my life...

((It is this word that makes nations fall))

He's my darkness. His appeal is in that he is everything I am not. He is what makes me me, in the fact that I am everything he isn't. It makes him perfect, as I am as imperfect as you can get.

I am weak, I am ugly, I am desperate.

He is strong, he is beautiful, he is full of a confidence that I envy so.

((To love and live and lie and forget))

But then again, if he is part of me, we are then balanced, right? And mediocre. We would stand out in no way, because my imperfection and his perfection would cancel each other out, making us neither perfect nor imperfect.

((Is to do all things you wish to regret))

So ergo, we are different people, because he is the most perfect thing in the world.

He is my life, and my Darkness. He is so strong and beautiful... he shouldn't have to put up with an ugly duckling like me.

But he does, therefore, I am not egoist. I am doing this for Yami's good. Because without me, he'd still be trapped in the nothingness of the Shadows.

((I give in to temptation))

I know the only reason he's kept me around is that. I know he only cares about me because I freed him. I know...

((You give the temptation))

And I know that I love him. And I know he does not love me back, so it's time to pull on my facade and get going before he gets worried.

((I lose and you win))

It's a losing battle, really. I gain nothing at all from this relationship, the one where I do exactly what he wants, but have no say in my own fate.

But I don't care, because it's all for him. Because I love him.

"Ryou!" he yells. "Are you going to eat?!"

((Aisheteru.))

Make sure the facade's in place. Make sure he doesn't see you. That's the plan for now.

((But it hurts...))

--Owari--