-waves- Ello all! n.n;; Here it is, Chapter 26!

And guess what... Yep. I have decided not to end this fic. GOD! WHEN CAN I ESCAPE! -wails- Meh. Oh, and yew think I have done terrible things to Ryou, the worst is yet to come... (Hiro knows what it is! hehehehe) But yew will not know yet. HA!

okies, me leave and go whine and cry about the fact this fricking fic is still going on. THAT RIGHT! THIS ISN"T THE LAST CHAPTER! I am not free! -cries-

Disclaimer: I DONT OWN IT!

Bakura was sitting beside Ryous bed in his usual chair, when Mr. Bakura, and strangely, Izumi (Ryous stepmother) Ran into the room, both out of breath. Izumi cried out, holding her hands over her mouth as she began to cry. Mr. Bakura placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, gazing vacantly at his son. Bakura didn't acknowledge their presence, he merely let out a long sigh, gazing at the floor. Gee, this was awkward…

"H-Has he moved, or anything?" Mr. Bakura finally choked out. Bakura lifted his head, and shook it sadly, his eyes red-rimmed. Both of the adults sat down on the other side of Ryous bed, not looking at the spirit. Bakura folded his arms as he closed his eyes, on the verge of sleep.

"I need a coffee…" Bakura announced, standing up abruptly, and leaving room. Gods, you could cut the tension with a butter knife…

Early the next morning, Bakura was still beside Ryou. He leaned on the arm of the chair, snoring lightly as he slept. It had been a few hours since he had fallen asleep, and no one else was around. Izumi and Mr. Bakura had left at around midnight the night before.

Finally, Bakura blinked, shaking himself awake as he pulled himself upright to gaze at Ryou.

Oh. My. Ra. Bakura couldn't believe it. Ryou was… waking up. Frantically, he pushed the button to call a nurse, rushing over to the waking angel and stroking a few locks of silvery hair out of his eyes so he could see. Ryous eyelids fluttered for a moment, before fully opening. Bakuras face filled with delight, as he grasped the lights hand.

"Oh Ryou, Hikari, you're okay, oh thank Ra…" Ryou squeezed his hand, but didn't answer. Bakura frowned, gazing into his lights eyes. The seemed, vacant, somehow. Like he wasn't there or something.

"Hikari?" Bakura shook him. Ryou gasped, clenching his eyes shut as his breathing grew harsher. When they opened again, Ryou whimpered, his hand tightening around Bakuras.

"Ryou, sweetie, What's wrong?" Bakura panicked. Tears were welling in Ryous eyes as he began to tremble.

What the hell was going on? Ryou was awake, he was sure of it. This wasn't a dream, or some freaky shadow-magic thing.

But… He couldn't see anything. It was all so dark. He opened his mouth; trying to speak, but found he couldn't his voice just wasn't there. And he couldn't hear a thing either. Oh god, this had to be a bad dream. It was a sick, twisted dream, that's what it was…

He whimpered as Bakuras hand was torn away from his. He reached his hand out, trying to find it again. Oh god, where was Bakura, he didn't his want yami to leave him…

At that moment, Bakura was in a conversation with a doctor, who was asking him questions about his state.

"I TOLD you!" Bakura said. "He didn't respond when I spoke to him, and he tried to talk but he couldn't. and his eyes… they were so empty…. Why wont you tell what the hell is wrong?"

The doctor merely sighed. "Look." He said. "I may be wrong, But I think the crash he was in may have given him brain damage. It was a strong possibility."

"B-But what does that mean?" Bakura sputtered, looking wildly at the doctor. "Will he be okay?" The doctor looked at the papers on his desk.

"From what you have told me." He said softly. "I think Ryou may be severely brain damaged. I'm saying that the crash may have made him blind, deaf, or mute. Or even all three, which is what I am thinking right now."

Bakura held a hand to his mouth, tears welling in his eyes. Oh god. No, Ryou wasn't, he couldn't…

Could he?

Ryou was scared. Everything was so dark and silent, it was so so scary. What was going on? What happened? Where was Bakura?

He tried the mind-link, but it seemed blocked. He couldn't contact Bakura at all. All he could do was lie in the darkness, waiting for the spirit to return.

He didn't have long to wait. Less than half an hour later, he felt Bakuras hand slip in with his, and his free arm hoisted him so he was sitting up.

/Hikari?/ Bakura questioned in his mind for a few seconds, there was silence, but Bakura finally got a reply.

/Yami? I-Is that you/ Bakura sighed aloud in relief, holding his hikari close to him as he stroked his long tresses of silver. Ryou trembled, blinking back tears. /Yami, w-whats going on? Why can't I see or hear you? I-I'm scared…/

/Shhhhh, its okay, its okay. There was just an accident, that's all, the doctor say you're blind, deaf and mute…/ Ryou gasped aloud, burying his head in the yamis shoulder as he began to cry.

/N-No, that can't be right, He's got it all wrong, I cant be, I just can't…/ Bakura sighed heavily, his heart weighed with sadness as he stroked the light. Oh gods, he wished it was all wrong too, but at least Ryou didn't die, like Honda did… Oh gods….

/Hikari…/ He thought. /Theres something I need to tell you. About Honda./

Oh god, is he okay? I-I mean-/

/He was killed instantly. God Ryou, I'm so sorry…/ Ryous sobs grew louder as he cried into the yamis shoulder, numb in shock and inner pain.

At that moment, the door was flung open angrily, and Mr. Bakura stalked into the room. Bakura tensed in anger, feeling his hikari tremble in his arms. He must have felt the vibrations when the door slammed into the wall.

"What the hell do you want?" Bakura snarled, disentangling himself from Ryou and standing up. "If you were just checking, Yes, Ryous fucking blind and deaf and whatever." He bit his lip, looking down. Mr. Bakura merely scowled.

"I'm allowed to see my own son, you psycho!" He retorted angrily, rage dancing in his eyes. Bakura just gave a derisive snort.

"Well, if he is your own son, then why the hell haven't you been a father to him? Why the fuck have you been such a heartless bastard all of these years! Trust me," He lied. "Ryou HATES you for what you've done!" Those words really seemed to hit home for him. The parent closed his eyes, sadness etched in his face. Bakura turned away, crossing his arms as he stared coldly at the door. Mr. Bakura walked towards his son, who was sitting upright on the bed with his head bowed, fighting off tears of frustration. Mr. Bakuras heart almost broke as he reached out, and gently touched Ryou on his slim shoulder. Ryou gasped, clenching his eyes shut as iridescent tears trickled down his face.

/Relax, Ryou/ Bakura thought. /It's just your father./ He let out a long sigh, closing his eyes. Ryous sightless eyes widened, as he threw his arms around his fathers neck, holding him close.

/He's shaking… What did you say, yami…/

/Nothing. Just shut up/ Bakura stalked out of the room. He needed to think all of this over.

Ryou buried his ivory head in his fathers neck, unable to stop the pained sobs wracking his frail form. The elder, on the other hand, had no idea what to do. He had never seen this side of Ryou in years.

God, that psycho was right. He had screwed Ryou up big time. Excluding Ryou from the family he had created for himself, he was so selfish.

But what was he supposed to do? He had two main reasons for abandoning Ryou. The first was that Psycho who was fused with him. There was no way he was letting anyone like him near his children- Even though he left him all alone with Ryou- He remembered with a pang.

But also, he… He really didn't like to look at Ryou. He knew he was being shallow, but he really did look so much like his mother. And he didn't want to be reminded off his love. He was still crazy about her. He still thought about her everyday, even though he had a new wife. And Amane…. His boisterous little Amane, Younger than Ryou but so much tougher. She was such a boy…

He let out a long sigh, tears prickling his own eyes as he held his sobbing son.

How could he ever tell Ryou that he was sorry? That he only did this because having him around, reminding him of his dead wife and daughter hurt so damn much?

How the fuck could Ryou ever forgive him now?

A long time later, Bakura re-entered the room. Ryou was asleep, his swollen and red eyes still leaking with tears, his snowy hair fanning out across the pillow and his left hand clenched tightly with his fathers, who sat on a chair beside Ryou, looking at the ground.

"What's going to happen." Bakuras voice broke the silence as he stood at the foot of the sleeping boys bed.

"I don't know." Mr. Bakura replied. "He's definitely coming back to live with me-"

"No." Bakura said firmly. "Not if I can't go with him."

"I'm not letting you near my family." Mr. Bakura said angrily in response. The spirit merely snorted.

"Why, scared I'll hurt them? Get a grip, you idiot, I wouldn't do that, it would upset Ryou."

"…So you care about him."

"Yes!" Bakura ran his fingers through his wild hair. "I do. I care about him so much, and I'm never, ever going to leave him. Besides," He added, looking down. "I'm the only person who can really communicate with him."

"What?" Mr. Bakura stood up. "How?" Bakura rolled his eyes, amazed at the mans stupidity.

"You baka, we used to share the same body not so long ago. We can talk telepathically." He almost smiled at the look on his face.

"That's how Ryou knew it was me…" Comprehension dawned on his face, as Bakura nodded.

"I need a coffee." He said abruptly, wrenching his hand free of Ryou and marching out of the room. Bakura ignored him, as he walked slowly to the edge of the bed, crouching down and gently combing Ryous fluffy silvery locks with one hand.

Well… Things were definitely going to be a lot harder for both of them from now on. Bakura could never leave his little light alone now, only he could talk with him. Whatever happened though, Bakura would always be by Ryous side. After all, he was Ryous darkness, his protector. He needed him more than ever.

And he would always be there for Ryou. Always.

Oh god.. RYOU I AM SO SORREH! -wails- And I will still do worser things to him I'm going to -bleep- all of his -bleep- -bleep- -cries-

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