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Deven rolled over on her side, and moaned. Bakura was lying on his back, his arms crossed over his chest, tears in his eyes. What had just happened was the most unbelievable thing either one of them had ever experienced. They were both covered with a fine layer of sweat and saliva.

She held her tender breasts in her hands and managed to catch her breath.

Bakura just stared at the ceiling. He was himself again. He had gain control a mere seconds after he had came. 'That stupid sprit.' He thought. He really did hate him for doing that to him.

She rolled over so that she was facing him. She just stared at him in awe.

"Are you sure you haven't done this before?" 'He did, that why it was so good.' He thought.

"No, never." She was warm to the touch. She left the bottom half of her body was on fire. "I didn't hurt you did I?" He asked, he was worried that he had been to rough on her. She moved to him, hugging his arm, kissing his shoulder.

"Yea, at first you did." She said. He moved so that he could hold her in his arms. He brushed her hair aside, looking into her eyes.

"I'm so sorry." He said, kissing her.

"Don't be, baby. At first it hurt, but then…" She was smiling from ear to ear, remembering what had happened. "It felt so good." She was smiling this sweet, wonderful smile. He pulled her in and kissed her on the forehead. "I love you Bakura." He just held her tightly, smelling her hair.

As the golden light of dawn crept throught the window Bakura picked up a glass of water for the dresser. "How could you do that?" Bakura threw the glass at the mirror, at the sprit.

"Easily. I haven't been laid in 5000 years, that was refreshing." Bakura became enraged.

"That's all she is to you? A piece of ass?"

"What else would she be?" Bakura sat down on the bed and looked at his other self.

"She's so much more than that. I love her." The sprit nodded.

"She loves you to you know, I could tell while I was fucking her." Bakura just glared at him, 'He has destroyed my life, then this happens? When will it end?' he thought.

"Sweet? Who are you talking to?" Deven stepped out of the bathroom. He stood up.

"Just myself." He said. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. "Will Ryan be worried about you?" Bakura asked, referring to Deven's roommate.

"No, I told her that I would not be home till after school today." He nodded. "Are you ready for school?" She nodded and they left his apartment.

Together, they walked hand in hand to school. As they both walked, she just stared at him in disbelief.

"What we did last night…" She began. He didn't want to talk about it. "All those things that you did to me, did you enjoy them? Or did you just do it to make me happy?" She was being serious.

"I did them because…" 'He did them just to do them. He didn't care about what she wanted. But I'm glad that she is happy. That makes one of us.' "Because your pleasure is more important than mine." She smiled, pleased with his answer.

"Your wonderful." She said. When they got to the school, a girl was waiting for them. Deven dropped Bakura's hand and ran to her.

"So your alive?" She said.

"More than ever." 'I wish they won't talk about it. They are best friends, but do they have to be so open all of the time."

"Hey Bakura." Ryan said.

"Hello Ryan." Ryan Was Deven's best friend and roommate, she was attractive, tall with dark brown hair and blue eyes. They had known each other since they were 4. Bakura felt indifferent about her. His girlfriends, best friend. How was he supposed to feel about her?

"I'll see you later baby." Deven kissed him and retreated with Ryan into the school.

"So?" Deven just giggled. "Come on, tell me!" They walked arm in arm down the hall.

"Maybe I don't want to." Deven teased. Ryan narrowed her eyes at her. They got to a small sitting area and sat next to each other. "There is something bothering me though." Ryan tilted her head slightly. "Most of the time Bakura is kinda a wimp, that's part of him that makes him so sweet. But while we were doing it… He was so commanding and strong." Deven thought back on it, a slight smile on her face. "It was like…" Her voice trailed off.

"Like?"

"This is gonna sound crazy, but it was like I was with a completely different person than Bakura." Ryan looked at her. Deven just laughed at herself, Ryan joined in. "That is crazy."

Bakura walked home. It was only Noon, he had skipped school. He had no desire to stay, he had more important things to worry about than school.

"Your too much of a pussy to even look her in the eye aren't you?" The sprit said to him. 'Maybe if I just ignore him, he'll go away.' Bakura thought. The sprit laughed. "You've been trying that for years now, has it ever worked?"

"No."

"Then what makes now any different?"

"Because before you didn't have sex with the woman I love." A woman, who was stopped at the same cross walk as Bakura, heard his last remark. He smiled sweetly and she just shook her head. 'Tell me you wont do it again.'

"I don't think that's what you want." 'Why the hell not?'

"You said it Your Self, 'your pleasure is more important than mine', her pleasure is important to us both. You just don't measure up. Those things that I did to her, there is no way you could." Bakura did no that, all to well. But he did have a point.

"Your right."

"I know that I am. You see, I only have you and her at heart. You love her, and want to giver her what she wants don't you?" Bakura nodded. "Well, she wants me." It felt as if a dagger had been shoved in his stomach.

"She loves me."

"Out side of the bedroom. But inside, I'm the one that she longs for. The sooner you realize this, the better." He knew that the sprit didn't have her at heart, or him for that matter. But that his only concern was with his own pleasure. 'But I love her. And I want her to be happy.' He remembered how happy she had been this morning. 'She doesn't have to know. Ever.' He thought.

"Just be good to her, that's all I ask."