Evil harRy: hey all, what's up? Lol well hope, you all like this chapter. sniff it's the end! Omg ….well yes anyways. Sorry it took me so long. But I could not wrote anything at all! Like nothing! Just crap, crap, and more (you guessed it) more crap! Hope this isn't to crappy lol. I'm not sure.

Oh yes, sniffles why isn't anyone reading 'Ignored My Call'? glares at the readers. why? I swear it's just as good as this story! Seriously! Or at least review and tell me if I could make it better! ;;

Disclaimer: I do not own yu gi oh, or 'Fighter' by Christina Aguilara.

Chapter 6: fighter

(Ryou's P.O.V)

I can't sleep. I'm so excited! I mean why wouldn't I be? Ok, maybe you don't know this. So I'll tell you.

Tomorrow, my first CD is being released to the pubic, after being played on the charts for about a week, did I mention they are already at the top of those charts?(I'm not full of myself, really!) And I am going to be on, Japan's weekly demand for a live interview and well ok, now you know.

'I can't stand this anymore!' I thought, standing up form my bed. My producer had moved from my crummy, piece of shit, apartment, to a nice fancy hotel. I walked over to the balcony, opening the door. Walking outside, taking in deep breaths of air. It was chilly and I felt myself shiver, but I didn't care.

It was very early, perhaps four or five am, I hadn't looked at the clock. I sat down on one of the pleasantly, soft seats, looking over the balcony railing out over the city. As I took in the view of the bright city, I wondered something.

Why? Why hadn't he come? I know, I sound like I want him to, but I don't. I'm telling the truth now. But I expected him to, just like all the other times.

This puzzled me somewhat, why was he letting me get away? My running away was always like a game of cat and mouse. I, the mouse, having always to run, to hide, lest the cat find me. I the mouse was out in the open now, in the spotlight, for all to see. Surely the cat could see the mouse. But why hasn't thecat pounced yet upon it's prey?

My eyes narrowed, the game is not over? No, it can't be. The cat would never let the mouse get away so easily. Maybe, …the cat is waiting. Yes, waiting for the opportune moment to strike the mouse down from and out of the light.

But the cat is not as sly or strong as he thinks himself. From the years he has tormented and wounded the mouse, the mouse has learned to fight back. Now the mouse will conquer the cat, show him what he has learned. Yes, it will be fitting to see the cat fall at the mercy of the mouse.

I laughed out loud and leaned back in my chair. Yes, everything was going to be ok. I shivered again, and decided to return to the warmth of my bed. I stood up and walked back inside, closing the door behind myself. When I was at my bed side again, I decided that I wouldn't be able to sleep anymore anyways.

I made my way to the bathroom, flicking on the lights and pulling off my boxers, and slipping into the shower. I turned on the water, a blast of icy cold water hit me.

"Ack!" I heard myself shiver as the cold water ran down my body; But it soon warmed up. When the water was the right temperature, I quickly washed myself and got out, wrapping a towel around myself.

When I had dried myself, and had dried my hair as much as I could with a towel, I walked back into my room. A glance at the clock on my bed side table, told me it was exactly 6:54 am. Just a couple more hours…

I dressed in a pair of black jeans, that where just a little baggy, but still had form. Pulling on a ash-grey t-shirt, I walked to the door of my room, pulling on a pair of black sneakers and a black jacket. Yes, my wardrobe is pretty plain, black white and grey make it, so what?

I opened the door and closed it behind myself, and walked across the hall, and knocked on the door. There was a mumble from the room, and I heard a thud.

You see one thing about being famous, it's not that safe to go out on my own, so Chris thought it necessary to hire a body guard or two for me. Lucky me, not like I can't defend myself, but hey, it can't hurt right?

The door opened, I large man standing in the door way, Jeff. He was my first body gaurd, and a pretty good guy too. "Oh, Ryou." He said, opening the door all the way.

"I heard a thud…you ok in there?" I asked raising an eye brow.

"Ya," he answered, " I fell out of bed. Heh. Uhh is there something you want?"

"Do you feel like sushi for breakfast?" I asked and he grinned.

Sushi for breakfast you may ask? Sure why not? I know this place just a few blocks from my hotel. I love this place, my father took me here the first time I ever came to Tokyo.

I wonder what he's up too, my father. I bet he's kicking himself in the ass where ever the hell he is. I had made a note to my assistant, to not even pick up the phone when he called.

Anyways, where was I? Yes sushi, this place makes the best! And plus, it's open twenty-four hours. It was a nice quick walk there, I didn't like driving somewhere when I had perfectly good legs to get there with.

We entered the fair size sushi house, it wasn't the most expensive place in Tokyo, but it was nice. I heard the waitresses squeal as one of the walked over to us,

"W-welcome to the twenty four sushi h-house." She said stuttering. I smiled at her and could see her melt. Yes I can be smooth with the ladies, but I can get a guy's attention too. She waved her hand, for us to sit anywhere we like. I walked over to the bar, and sat down, Jeff sitting beside me.

We both ordered drinks and food. And sat back as the chef started making it. Jeff took a sip of his drink, looking around the quiet restaurant. We where the only ones here except for the chef and the three waitresses. I could see them out of the corner of my eye, sitting in a booth on the other side of the restaurant. They were giggling and all staring at me.

Mmmm, attention. I love it, from the right people of course.

Our food was set in front of us, it smelled really good. I thanked the chef, hey I'm not stuck up (honestly…most of the time..). I started eating and soon finished. Jeff also finished, and I pulled some money out of my pocket, setting it on the counter. I stood up when the same waitress came to take our plaits. I winked at her, knowing she would like the nice tip I had left her.

As we left the sushi house I couldn't help but lose the sly smile I had before. Things were gonna be so different from now on. Over the months that I had left home, I started feeling …empty. I mean what could be missing. I'm gonna have it all now, everything I wanted or needed.

But still ….why do I feel not quiet whole?

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The music blasted out of the large speakers on the small stage around me and my band. I felt excited, but I was calm. The words came without effort(I'm so talented…. I'm not vein…). The audience cheered as I finished the second song. I made my way back to host sitting down on the couch beside her.

She asked her questions and I answered. All in all, I found it really boring and very predictable. Then the audience asked some questions, boring! But soon I started another song, It was my favourite one … the one I dedicated to Bakura.

Speaking of which, Idon't find it very surprising, to see the tomb robber sitting far back in the audience. I hadn't noticed him before, our link was still cut off, no wonder. But something didn't seem right. He just stared at me, with dead eyes almost.

"After all you put me through
You'd think I'd despise you
But in the end I want to thank you
Because you made me that much stronger"

Nothing, I feel nothing coming form him. And nothing is what he can do about all of this… I smirk as I sang on the final words slipping from my lips.

"But in the end you'll see
YOU-WON'T-STOP-ME!"

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There was a car waiting for me after the show. It took me back to my hotel. I was ready for some lunch and a nap. I had been up early this morning and all the getting ready and performing had worn me out a bit. Chris assured me I would get used to it.

I walked into my room closing the door behind me and stood there a moment, enjoying the silence. I slipped off my boots and jacket tossing them to the floor beside the door. Someone would pick those up later if I didn't. I pulled off my shirt as I walked across the my room, stopping at the desk to slip off my wrist bands and such.

Then I noticed it. The balcony door was open… it wasn't like that when I left, and no maids had been in here obviously, the place was still messy(not that messy really!). I slowly walked over to the door.

There he was … just standing there leaning against the railing. Arms folded over his chest, looking out over the view of Tokyo. His hair floated about in the wind, making it look more wild. But his eyes, they stood out the most about him at that moment. The dark chocolate brown orbs held sorrow.

Sorrow. I expected angry in them. Something was not right.

"Bakura?" I said, startling him slightly form his gazing. He slowly looked at me. I hated every moment he stared at me with eyes like that. I couldn't stand it… I've never seen them look that way.

"…The view is nice up here." He said quietly. Not like him at all. I nodded, wanting to know how he got up here in the first place but didn't bother (stupid question!). " in a few months.. you've made something of yourself Ryou… you're a star now… you have ..everything now I guess." He smiled sadly.

Again all I could do is nod. "Sorry …I didn't mean ..to come up here ..I couldn't help myself. Just …" he trailed off, his eyes wondering back to the city below.

I took a step forward onto the balcony. "Just what?" I asked sounding very annoyed, (I wasn't trying to make it sound that way…)

"Just wanted to see you one last time…. To say good-bye to my dear hikari…"

That was all? Just like that ….. He gave up I won? Not fight no battle. The cat leaves before the end!

He finally took his gaze once more from the city and took a few steps forward till there was barely a foot of space between us. "You where right Ryou …I can't stop you …. All I can do is say sorry .. and that I've changed… And that I see you have also." He closed the gap between us with one small light kiss. It hardly lasted two seconds, …how come I wish it had lasted longer?

Just like that he was gone. I was left alone…. I looked down to see the millennium ring in my hands.

But in the end you'll see
YOU-WON'T-STOP-ME

He said sorry. That he had changed and so had I.

I feel … empty almost. I hope this feeling ends soon.

But in the end you'll see
YOU-WON'T-STOP-ME

I can't let this bring me down. Just remember he only got what was coming to him. How come I can't stand that thought? ….

Evil Harry: gasp that's it! that's what happens! Or is it? I'm thinking of doing a chapter to see how Bakura is afterwards and what he goes through a little. Maybe evil smile anyhow REVIEW!