Hello peoples, how are you all today?

Me? Well my life currently SUCKS!

Remember on Chapter 11 when I thought I was having a bad week, oh no… that was happy and full of fluffy flying BUNNIES DANCING IN THE SUNSHINE compared to this week. To tell the truth, a relationship I thought was going well and made me really happy ended very badly, lets just say I know exactly how Malik feels now… only probably ten times worse.

In any case, I wrote an oneshot because of that incident; you all can read it… or not. It will be up some time this week probably.

Not that I should lay all my problems on you wonderful people, that would be unfair. You reader people are awesome. You really really really are. I don't know what I would do without you guys. (gives hugs and chocolate to readers)

If you don't know by now that this is SHOUNENAI and/or YAOI, you are in serious denial and need to seek help for your problems.

This fic is T or PG-13, maybe it should be more, I don't know… There's blood, violence, cars, gay people, sexual stuff, bad languageness.

Disclaimer: Own Yugioh? Please, I own nothing, not even my own thoughts…

This chapter brought to you by: RETURN OF THE SANDWICHES! OMFG! THEY'RE BACK! AGAIN!

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Chyaputa 14: Facing Reality Again

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Ryou stomped angrily away from the hotel and to his car. He fumbled with his keys, hands still shaking with anger.

'I can't believe him… I can't believe me! I can't believe, after all this time, I still love him…' Ryou's angry thoughts hurt his brain. He got into the car and started the engine. Blood was still pounding in his ears. He needed to get out, he needed to think. He pulled the car out of the parking lot and into the street. Ryou stepped furiously on the petal and the car roared into life, screeching down the road going as fast as Ryou could make it.

'I can't believe I fell for him again,' Ryou thought with sick regret. 'I thought I was over him…'

The car went faster and faster, speeding down the road. Everything outside his windows was a blur. He turned the steering wheel fiercely dodging cars in his path, tires screeching. Ryou hadn't realized tears were streaming down his face.

He lifted a hand from the wheel to wipe away the tears. A car jumped out in front of him. Ryou cursed and switched his foot to the brakes.

The car squealed. Ryou spun the wheel trying to pull out of the way.

Everyone you meet today is just so fucking vain

"You know, its actually a good thing Anzu stopped the wedding instead of me," Yugi said, head resting on Atemu's bare chest.

"And why is that?" Atemu asked curiously, arms wrapped tightly around Yugi.

"Cause if I had stopped it, I would feel bad about hurting Anzu's feelings. That was one of the reasons I was so hesitant to admit I didn't want to marry her, cause she's still my friend," Yugi explained. "I still care about her, you know…"

"Uh-huh…" Atemu grunted, slightly bitter. The thought of Anzu not caring about Yugi's feelings put him in a bad mood.

'Bitch…' he thought angrily and gave Yugi a little reassuring squeeze. Yugi smiled up at him.

"Are you hungry?" Yugi asked.

"No, not really," Atemu admitted.

"I am," Yugi said. Atemu frowned slightly.

"Are you going to leave me for food?" he asked seriously. Yugi grinned and kissed him on the nose.

"Yes," he said playfully. "Don't worry, I'll just get something from the vending machine outside." Atemu pouted slightly in disappointment.

"What if I don't let you leave?" Atemu said and pulled Yugi on top of himself.

"I'm just going to get something to eat," Yugi said. Atemu groaned and reluctantly let go. Yugi grinned and slipped off Atemu.

"I'll hurry back," Yugi promised, standing up from the bed and looking around for the clothing he had discarded. "Where's my shirt?" Yugi asked, looking around the room. Atemu shrugged gazing at him from the bed. Yugi walked forward, slipped on the TV remote and fell crashing to the floor.

The TV turned on.

Atemu chuckled. Yugi glared at him pitifully from the floor.

"Its not funny," Yugi grumbled. Atemu grinned at him mischievously from the bed. Suddenly the voice of the newscaster caught both of their attentions.

"…a car crash on highway 45, a young white haired man in the car at the time left the scene in critical condition. The medics believe he might not survive the night…" the woman in the crisp blue business suite reported from the newsroom.

"What!" Yugi and Atemu both exclaimed in terror.

I gave up on you, and your exercise and the world that I knew

Bakura lay on his bed, blank emotionless face staring fixedly at the ceiling.

The words, 'Ryou caused this. Its his fault…' circled around his brain for hours. He had no idea how long he had been lying there, since Ryou stormed out. His stomach growled. Bakura frowned.

'Stupid mortal body… I hate food…' Bakura thought savagely, determined not to eat a single bite.

"Will you get better?"

"I'll get better…" Bakura muttered lifelessly without realizing his mouth had just moved. His head looked over to his left. He spotted the bags of food over on the table near the door. His stomach gurgled again. Bakura frowned. Slowly and reluctantly, Bakura pulled himself off the bed and stumbled over to the food. He found a sandwich.

Bakura grimaced, examining at the wrinkled thing.

His stomach growled louder.

"Okay, okay! I'll eat it, stop complaining!" Bakura snapped.

He lifted the sandwich to his mouth.

The door suddenly burst open, banging into Bakura's arm. The sandwich was flung out of Bakura's hands and lay several feet away on the floor.

"You jerk!" Malik screamed angrily. "What the hell did you do to Ryou!" Bakura wasn't paying him any attention; his eyes were fixed on the ruined sandwich lying on the floor. Bakura's eye twitched.

'I was going to eat that…' he thought bitterly.

"What the hell did you say to him to make him run away like that! Answer me!" Malik grabbed the front of Bakura's shirt. Bakura took a hold of one of Malik's fingers and twisted it sharply. Malik squeaked and let go, backing away.

"I don't have to say anything to you," Bakura growled darkly, stumbling backwards to sit down on the bed again. Malik stood a few feet away, breathing heavily, eyes wide and full of hate.

"I saw him leave an hour ago! You can't lie to me! Did you hurt him?" Malik accused. "If you hurt him I'll-" Bakura suddenly looked up into Malik's light violet eyes, as though he was silently interrogating him. Malik stepped back in surprise. "What? Why are looking at me like that?" Bakura frowned in suspicion.

"Are you and Yadou- I mean, Ryou," the name felt strange in his mouth. "Are you and him sleeping together?" Bakura questioned. At first Malik looked unbalanced.

"No, we're not," Malik said firmly, after a few moments. "Is that what you asked him? Is that why he ran out?" Bakura didn't answer. Malik scoffed. "God, I should have guessed," Malik spat nastily as if Bakura were some ignorant little kid.

"Have you made out with him?" Bakura asked determinedly. Malik looked quite shocked and appalled.

"No! Nothing has happened between us!" Malik insisted angrily, turning away.

"But you've tried, haven't you?" Bakura prodded coldly. Malik kept his face away and didn't answer. Bakura smirked. "I knew it. He was always such a damned prude," Bakura said more to himself than Malik. Hatred flared up in Malik's heart.

"That's not the reason why," Malik said, his voice shaky and tense. Rage was beginning to build up in the Egyptian's brain. "Do you have any idea what happened to Ryou after you left?" Malik questioned.

"He got his life back," Bakura said darkly.

"Yeah, except he didn't know what to do with his sudden new freedom. After being confined and locked up inside his own head for years under your control, suddenly he had to make his own decisions. Can you even imagine how confused and scared he was facing reality again? He had no idea what to do! You left him alone in a world he no longer knew!" Malik cried angrily. Bakura didn't look at him, narrowed dark eyes glaring at the floor.

"So? Why should I care?" Bakura spat, severely irritated. Malik stared disbelieving at Bakura's back, mouth hanging slightly open.

"How can you be so insensitive!" he screamed, hate glowing in his face again. "He can't stop thinking about you! He misses that null half-life you gave him; he wants you to take away his pain…" Malik's voice cracked and his fists shook.

"As opposed to you," Bakura growled, a hint of smugness in his hollow voice. Malik gulped. Bakura turned his head around, a small painful smirk on his lips. "You love him, don't you? You want to be the one to take away his pain." Malik was trembling worse than ever now, hate leaking out through his pores, teeth clenched.

"Don't you care!" Malik screamed. "He loves you!"

"So you've told me…" Bakura said not making eye contact with Malik. Malik felt as though he was about to explode. Ryou was offering Bakura his soul, his heart, his life. Didn't Bakura care?

"You… sick…" Malik mouthed.

There was a loud frantic pounding at the door behind Malik.

"Ryou! Malik! Bakura! Is anyone there!" It was Yugi. Malik tore his rage filled eyes away from Bakura's back and swung open the door.

Yugi and Atemu were standing there; both their faces were white and strained.

"What? What's wrong?" Malik asked the visitors, immediately sensing something was not right.

"Where's Ryou?" Yugi asked urgently, voice weak. He was clutching Atemu's arm for support. "Is he here?"

"No, he left in his car about an hour ago, why?" Malik explained. Yugi started trembling, he gripped Atemu's arm tighter.

"It can't be…" Yugi mumbled. "It can't…"

"Yugi what's going on? What about Ryou?" Malik asked.

"They said he was in a car accident," Atemu said, putting an arm around Yugi's shoulders.

"What?" Malik breathed, his body rigid with shock. Bakura was still sitting on the bed, unmoving, back turned toward the door. "Who said? What happened? Is he alright?" Malik questioned urgently, grabbing Yugi's shoulders in desperation. Yugi trembled.

"The news… They said, he's not expected to survive the night…" Yugi explained.

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Malik is the most awesomest person ever, really. (bursts out crying) POOR MALIK! Nobody loves him… This wasa kinda short chapter, but I had to end for dramatic cliff hanger effect, mwahahahahahaha…

Ooo and I have more wonderous news!

NEXT CHAPTER IS THE FINAL ONE! NO MORE CHAPTERS AFTER THAT!

Yep it's true. How do you like that?

Next Chapter: Bakura, Atemu, Yugi and Malik all go to the hospital and hear some really terrible news…

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