MUAHAHAHA! How many of yew did I confuse? -ebilgrin- Well, I hope this sorts everything out... I hate this chapter... -stabs-

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"Wh-What…."

"Who are you?" Ryou demanded. "What are you doing here?" Who was this odd person, who looked exactly like him?

"Y-You don't remember me…?" Bakura said haltingly, his mouth slightly open in shock.

"I've never seen you in my life!" Ryou said, running a hand through his hair. "Who are you, and why do you look so…" He didn't know what to say.

"Malik!" Bakura said in relief at the blonde Egyptian who just appeared at the doorway. "Oh thank fuck, you have to help me-"

"Malik, what's going on?" Ryou asked. "Who the hell is he?" Maliks violet eyes widened in shock and confusion.

"Ryou, what are on? Its Bakura-"

"WHAT?" Ryou demanded. "Not funny, Malik, not funny…"

"I'm serious, Ryou! What the hell is wrong with you?"

As Bakura left the pair to squabble themselves out, he stared off into space, deep in thought and with a sick feeling in his heart.

That must have been it, that must have been why Ryou didn't want the….. thing to be destroyed. It was all of his bad memories, all of his darkness and pain.

Looking at Ryou now, he marveled that he hadn't seen it before. It was brain damage that took away his senses, the doctor had said that. That loss must have been tied in with the fiend. He seemed to have an aura of light, and unbroken innocence around him, it almost made him glow. His eyes…. They no longer held a trace or darkness and pain. Ryou was completely full of light and innocence.

And he didn't know Bakura. He didn't have a clue who he was. The thought slammed into the spirit like a ton of bricks. His love, his life, didn't even recognize him.

Another thought snapped into Bakuras head. If Ryou had lost all of his bad memories, then did he not know that his mother and sister were dead?

"Ryou." He whispered softly. Ryou froze in his heated argument with Malik and frowned at Bakura.

"Y-Yes…" He said softly. Bakura sighed, tears almost prickling in his eyes.

"Ryou…. How are Amane and your mother going? Are they okay?" Maliks eyes widened, and he looked like he wanted to punch Bakura in the face. The spirit ignored this, and gazed intently at Ryou, looking for some sort of reaction.

"Umm…. Yeah…." Ryou said slowly. "They're fine… Why do you ask? Did something happen to them? What's going on!" Both of the Egyptians looked at each other, both of their eyes heavy with sadness. Poor Ryou… Malik frowned, marching straight over to Bakura and yanking him by his arm out of the room.

"Okay, what the hell have you done to him!" He asked, his violet eyes almost blazing with fury.

"I don't know!" Bakura whispered frantically. "Malik…. I was in his soul room, and I-I think I destroyed some of his memories."

"WHAT?" Malik was speechless, to say the least. "You bastard, how could you do that to him?"

"Those memories…. They were in the form of… I don't know what, Malik, but whoever it was, they posed as me, and beat and raped him in his soul room."

"Noo…." Malik held a hand over his mouth as his eyes filled with tears.

"What else could I do!" Bakura said almost tearfully. "Ryou told me not to, But I Was too stupid to listen to him…" He let out a choked sob. "What am I going to do?"

"You have to tell him." He said simply. "You have to explain what you've done."

"I-I can't do that…" Bakura moaned. "It'll break his heart…"

"He had to know." Malik said firmly.

"But…. You're telling me to tell him his mother and sister are dead? He's not going to believe me. And if he does, he's going to freak out about it." Malik sighed. "Please Malik…" The look on his face said enough. "Okay, okay…" He walked over to the ouch, and sat down, crossing his arms and legs, his head bowed.

"U-Um, excuse me?" Ryou sat down next to Bakura, and gazed at Bakura. "Um, Malik said you had to tell me something…"

"Okay." Bakura let out a sigh. "Okay. Um, Ryou…" He sighed. "Its Amane and your mother…. They died." Ryou let out a choked cry, his hands over his mouth. "And not just that… They died seven years ago. Ryou, You don't remember their deaths, you don't remember me, you don't remember so much.. I wiped some of your memories, Ryou, I'm so sorry…" Ryou was at his side, beginning to cry. "I'm so so sorry…" Ryou continued to cry, his face in his hands and shoulders shaking uncontrollably. Pity and fear welled up in Bakuras heart, as he gazed at the crying light, and he wrapped his arms tightly around his thin, shaking shoulders. Ryou wailed hopelessly into Bakuras shoulder, his thin frame wracked with grief. Bakura sighed, gently fluffing his hair. Malik leaned into the doorframe, his eyes welling up with tears and sadness. He wiped his eyes softly, and left the room to leave them alone.

"Shhh…. Ryou…" He whispered softly, gently rocking this thin frame back and forth like one would do to a small child. "Oh sweetie… Its okay… it's okay…" Ryou continued to sob, unable to stem the flow of tears trickling down his face.

"I-I knew something was wrong…" He whispered. "I-It's so weird… Like big holes in my mind… I wish I knew what happened…." Ryou sniffed, wiping his red-rimmed eyes and gazed at Bakura.

"Shh…" The demon whispered, pulling Ryou further into his lap, wrapping his arms proactively around the angel. "Just relax, and calm down… I'll tell you everything you need to know." Ryou nodded and sniffed, burying his head in Bakuras shoulder. It was weird… Although he didn't know a thing about the man whose lap he was settled in, but he did feel warm, and calm, comfortable. "Well, I guess everything that got wiped started back around seven years ago, after Amane and your mother died… Your father got really upset after they died, and threw himself into his work. He hardly ever saw you, or spoke to you, but one thing he did do, was give you this." He gestured to the ring around Ryous neck.

"The Millennium Ring." Bakura nodded, and continued explaining to the best of his ability everything that happened. Some of the things he said, Ryou already knew, but others were news to him. What confused him the most of all was the whole deal with Bakura. He shared a body with him? It sounded confusing, but Ryou accepted it. After all, The memories Yugi and his darkness (For the most part) Weren't exactly bad, He knew of the bond between them. And he sort of remembered Bakura. Sort of. He got this feeling that Bakura wasn't telling him something though. There was something he was holding back…

"I-Is that everything?" Ryou whispered around an hour later. Bakura sighed, but nodded, not looking at the boy. "Oh god... Honda…" He wiped the tears in his eyes threatening to fall, and curled tighter into Bakura.

"So you believe me…" Bakura whispered, a sad look in his eyes. Ryou nodded.

"I-I just have this really strange feeling I've met you before." Ryou whispered. "I-I know this sounds weird… But did I ever love you?" Bakura smiled, and nodded.

"Hell yeah. And I love you more than words could ever ever say." He murmured, nuzzling Ryous fluffy white hair with his head. Ryou giggled, a warm fuzzy feeling coursing through him. He trusted Bakura, he… he loved him. In his fragments of memories, he could remember a man he loved, one he would hold and kiss, but he couldn't put a face to him. But Ryou seemed… complete, being held in Bakuras arms. He smiled, snuggling deeper into Bakura.

The spirit frowned slightly, as he gazed at Ryou curled up in his lap. So, yeah, he didn't tell the angel about what he used to do him, how he beat him, raped him, Starved him. But what the hey. What Ryou didn't know wouldn't hurt him.

Right?

No, Silly Bakura. Of course it is going to come back and bite you in the ass sometime in the next few chapters. xD

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