A/N: OMG! 13 reviews! I didn't think that this would be so much of a hit! Thank you all, bu I'm going to do te main thank you's at the bottom. Well, I promised you al ch2 fairly quickly, so here it is! Read and enjoy!

Note: I didn't put this through spell checker, I looked it over and I don't think I missed anything major, except for a lot of capitalization. If you find anything major, except for that stupid caps stuff then let me know and I'll fix it, but it's almost 2 in the morning and I really don't feel like spell checking it and I want to get it posted, so please forgive me! And do not flame about my spelling, I admit that it's horrible. Thanks.

Disclaimer: if you haven't figured out that I don't own this then you need to get your head checked.

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Bakura stretched and roled over. Ryou hadn't come home last night, but he wasn't worried. The little baka had probably spent the night at the game shop, or with Malik. He stamped on the guilt that rose in him at what he had said. It wasn't his fault if his Hikari got way to emotional. He sat up and glanced at the clock, then frowned. It was 2:45, he must've been tired, but Ryou surely would be home by now. The stupid one had probably gone for another of his walks. He got up and dressed, then walked downstairs. If Ryou had been home then he would've left a note. There was no note. He sighed with annoyance and hurried out of the house. Malik's house was the most likely. He'd check there before going off hunting.

At Malik's house there was no sign of life from the outside. He knocked at the door and waited about 5 minutes before someone finally came to answer. It was Marik, his eyes were red and he looked extremely surprised to see Bakura standing there.

"hey Marik," Marik stared at him.

"I am so sorry Bakura," he choked. Bakura looked at him, puzzled.

"Sorry? About what?" Marik now looked surprised.

"you're not feeling miserable?"

"Miserable about what?" Bakura was starting to get annoyed. Marik was probably hammered.

"this doesn't bother you at all? You're sick," Bakura sighed, extremely annoyed, then he picked up on a sound in the back.

"what's that?"

"it's Malik, and he's crying his eyes out."

"what for?" Marik looked shocked and mad.

"what do you mean what for!"

"Look Marik, I must be missing something big here, becauseI have no idea what you're going on about!"

"you seriously don't know?"

"know what," Bakura snapped.

"you really don't?"

"don't what!" he screamed.

"You mean to tell me that you have no idea?"

"Listen Marik! If you don't tell me what you are talking about in about five seconds I'm going to kill you!" Marik still looked surprised, but he lead Bakura back into the house.

"I need to show you,' He said, pushing Bakura onto the couch and grabbing the paper from off the floor. Malik was in a chair, his face hidden in his hands and his whole body shaking. Marik handed Bakura the paper and he proceeded to read it.

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"how could this happen!" Yugi sobbed into Yami's shoulder. Yami patted him gently on the back and rocked back and fourth. Yugi had been unconsolable after Yami had run across Ryou's obituary in gthe morning paper. Since then Yugi hadn't stopped crying, the death of one of his best friends stung deeply in the both of them. Ryou had been such a sweet boy, so friendly, so giving. Now he was gone, and they were all going to miss him. Yugi gave a shudder in Yami's arms as he trembled with tears.

"I miss him," he whispered, trying to wipe the tears away.

"I know Aibou, so do I," Yami choked. He had held back his own tears for too long, one of them had to be the leaning post for the other, and Yugi was in no condition to hide his grief. Tea and Joey had been around a little bit earlier and the group had all hugged each other and cried for about 2 hours before they said they had to get home. Now it was just the two of them, both in so much pain they could barely stand it.

"Yugi, why don't you try to get some sleep, while we still can, it's going to be a long couple of days,' Yami said gently, still rubbing Yugi's back. He felt stupid suggesting sleep, but he knew that Yugi's nightmares would consist of Ryou's crash that they had both watched, unsuspecting. Yes, that was what bothered him most about all of this. The fact that he had watched Ryou's death, watched the car burning, and he couldn't get the image of Ryou that his mind had created, sitting in the car and screaming. Of course, this hadn't happened, or at least he hadn't seen it. ALL HE HAD SEEN WAS AN UNFAMILIAR CAR BURNING AFTER A MAJOR crash. Yugi nodded and Yami picked him up, bringing him back to his room where he tucked him in and waited until his sobs had turned into the deep exhausted sleep of the grieving.

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Bakura set down the paper, his hands shaking violently and his eyes wide.

"how," was all he managed.

"ran a red light," Marik said, laying a comforting hand on Bakura's shaking one.

"they're lying," he whispered.

"No, I'm not so sure they are Baku," Bakura jumped up, wild fury raging in his eyes.

"they have to be lying! If they aren't then it's my fault that my hikari died! They are lying!" he spun around, wrenched his wrist out of Marik's hands and raced out the door, the paper stil clutched tightly in his shaking hand. Marik watched him go and felt sorrier for Bakura at that moment then he had ever felt for anyone. Malik had stopped crying for the moment in shock.

"how is he going to deal with this?" Marik shook his head and sank onto the couch.

"I don't know Hikari, I just don't know."

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Bakura didn't stop running until his legs gave out and then he just sat down hard on the side of the road. His eyes were dry, but anger burned deeply inside him. Why had his little hikari baka gone out when he was so mad! What was the idiot thinking! Why had Marik told him this! He raged on in his brain, slowly and without realizing it he was ripping up all the grass around him. "Why didn't I tell him, why didn't I make everything all better? I loved him, but was to busy to bother saying it," he ceased his muttering as he watched a couple walk past him. They were so happy, so wonderfully healthy and happy. "Ra damn you Ryou! And you Marik, and the baka who hit him!" the first tear formed in his eyes as he stood next to the tree. He hadn't realized that he had gotten up, but before he had shouted he must've stood and moved over to a tree, because he had just hit it in his anger and now his hand was bleeding. There was a hand on his shoulder.

"Can I help you?" it wasn't anyone he knew. "come on, cheer up, you look like you just lost your best friend."

"I did," Bakura said shortly and walked away. He had walked a little deeper into the woods when the vicious anger raged over him again.

"why in the 7 hells did you do this to me hikari! Why would you do this to me!" he punched another tree, but the pain inside him was to great to leave any room for physical pain. He sank down at the base of the tree and began to cry. They must've been the first tears he'd cried in 3 thousand years. Then, as always happens, it started to rain. He sat in the down pour for a moment before rising and heading for his big and empty house.

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Yami, after seeing that Yugi was sleeping, had taken refuge in the living room where he had had his own little cry and was now dozing lightly in a chair. He was dreaming. In the dream Ryou was talking to him, though it wasn't clear what he was saying, but then a flash of red and the boy was mangled at his feet. He jerked awake at the sound in the living room.

"Yugi?" he grunted sleepily. When there was no answer he turned to look. "Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!" he toppled out of his chair. Standing in his living room, very much alive and well, was Ryou Bakura.

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A/N: yay! Another chapter done! And 13 reviews for ch1! I love you all, but it's time to do personal thank you's.

To:

Misty Magic: I'm so glad you liked it! And *hands mm a tissue*

Insanofreakchild: I've never been called evil in a review before...I like it! Thank you.

Whitelightning: I'm sorry that I did it to Ryou, he is my favorite bishie! And put that soward away!

Birch: Thanks for your review

Moshi: thanks so much! You thought it was original! *does happy dance* I didn't think it was, but thanks!

Ir0m m0usy: I know, everyone is so mean to Ryou-chan! Poor Ryou, and it looks like you got your wish

Molly-chan, the anime-game fan: glad you liked it, you made me feel all warm and fluffy!

Celestial: I'm glad you like, and does Ryou ever deserve anything that us authoresses give him?

Chibi B: sorry I made you sad, and sorry bout your accident, hope you ok!

Krad: glad you liked it! This was my first deathish fic, I think, so I'm glad it went ok.

Sozuki: thanks for giving me advice (Sozuki is my friend and beater reader) Thanks so much! And stop fighting with YS.

Karenu-anime: uh...thanks, was I supposed to think there was sarcasm involved? Cuz I didn't.

Misura: yah, I guess it did come a little late, or maybe not, as of now, no one knows, especially me.

Well, those are my reviewers! I love you all! *gives all her reviewers Baku- chan plushiess* that's what every reviewer gets! Well, thanks for reading and I hope you all liked. Review!

BTW: I won't be able to update this for about 2 weeks, I'm going to be gone, so it could be even longer before I can update. Still review!

TTFN

Katia