This is the Epilogue to the last chapter. Hope you like it.
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Epilogue
Six years later
Ryou was sitting in the park. He watched as his fiancée Lola danced in the grass, her skirt willowing around her, perfectly matching her every feature.
His heart still flipped when he saw her, when he touched her, when they kissed. He didn't feel like anything was missing.
'Ryou! Ryou I'm going over to the lake! Want to come?' Ryou looked up at his smiling partner.
'No thanks Lola I'll stay here!' He called back, smiling as she ran airily down to the lake, sitting down and paddling her feet in the water.
Ryou Bakura was now twenty-two years old. When he had first met Lola, they'd both been sixteen and she'd run into him on her bicycle. She'd been living in a care home and after a 'battle' with her social worker Ms Devere, was living with him in his two-bedroom house in Central Domino.
He'd proposed to her after a dinner on the Domino Park Bridge, when the moon was out and the lake beneath them was sparkling. It had been perfect, and he'd been overjoyed when she'd said 'yes'. Everyone knew about it, Yugi and Yami, Joey and Kaiba, Mai and Serenity, everyone he knew.
Well, not everyone.
Bakura had left for Egypt exactly six years ago, and even though Ryou did sometimes think about him, it was usually pushed to the back of his mind.
But now he had proper time to think, he began to wonder what happened to his Yami. He'd put Ryou in hospital, brainwashed him and manipulated him, but Ryou remembered what he'd said the day Bakura left.
'I'll always love you, never forget that.' And they'd kissed. Ryou still did love Bakura, but it had faded to something much more spiritual, platonic. It would never blossom into a proper relationship, like it had with Malik and Marik, Yami and Yugi.
He directed his gaze back to the beautiful redheaded girl by the lake. Lola had since grown taller, and more shapely than she had been. Her eyes seemed to burn fire in them even more than they used to, and her red hair seemed to shine whatever the weather.
Ryou smiled and looked down at the wallet he was holding. A picture of him and Lola. They were both smiling. It had been taken by Yugi when they were all at the beach one day.
The sun was at its highest point and the clear blue sky remained unblemished. But Ryou wasn't really interested. He had things to think about. Everyone was asking about the wedding, and it was getting him a bit bothered. He just wanted to think.
'Lola! I'm going home for a while! Could you come back on your own tonight?' He saw her bright smile reflect the sun's rays.
'Sure! I'll be home in a couple of hours!' Ryou smiled, got up from his bench and waved his goodbye to Lola. He set off down the street once he'd gone from the Park, and saw teenagers just like he used to be walking dogs or listening to MP3's.
He reached the High Street, which in the summer blossomed with the trees and plants growing all around it. He looked at his house. It was the same as it had always been, but there were a few more homey touches. Like a doormat, and a basket of flowers hanging from a hook, and inside a new modern dining room, and a new stairway with an oak polished banister, and a new lick of paint.
It had changed quite a lot since Bakura had left.
He fumbled with his keys and opened the door, greeted by a fresh aromatic smell. Lola must've put a new bottle of house scent in the living room.
He took off his coat and hung it on the banister, running upstairs to his study. It wasn't a real study, but rather a place where he could just relax. He pulled up a beanbag and flopped down on it, picking up his book where he'd left off.
It was a romance novel by an author named Rose Arian, a pretty authentic pen name for a romantic novelist. He traced his finger to the exact word he'd left it at and started reading again.
The room stank of rotten meat and animal offal. Appropriate for a butcher's cellar. I'd been bundled down here the night before, and had been sleeping on the cold floor. It was stained with red, which I didn't like to think about, and was pitch black at night, especially seeing as it was winter. I didn't know what he wanted with me. Revenge? Ransom? Or something more sinister?
Ryou was interrupted when he heard a knock on the door. It couldn't be Lola, because she had her own keys. Ryou decided that it must be Joey, returning the money Ryou had lent him.
He went downstairs, expecting to see a mop of blond hair as soon as he opened the door.
His heart almost stopped.
Peeking out from underneath a mass of silver-white hair, was Bakura.
Ryou refused to believe it. Bakura was in Egypt. He would have written to say he was visiting, or something.
But he obviously hadn't. The man crossed into the landing, and took off his coat, hanging it on the banister like Ryou had done. Then he turned to look at Ryou.
'You look different, hikari.'
Ryou managed to smile. 'Bakura?' He said, having not seen him for more than half a decade.
'Hello, hikari.' Bakura said, smiling freely. His skin was bronzed by the sun and his eyes seemed to have gone lighter. He was taller and more muscular than before. They were more defined. Not pumped up, but you could see there was definitely something.
'You… you still call me that?' Ryou said quietly, blushing.
'How could Inot? We will always be bound together.' Ryou saw Bakura finger the Millennium Ring around his neck.
'You haven't been in my soul room for a long time.' Ryou said, smiling more loosely.
'I thought you would want some privacy.' Said his Yami, smiling.
'What's been happening in Egypt? Did you… did you… never mind.'
'No, what were you going to say?'
'I was going to ask whether you'd… uh… found anyone else… you know. I'm uh… I'm getting married.'
Bakura smiled to Ryou's surprise. 'Here.' He said, handing Ryou what looked like a photograph. 'My friend, Tariq. He runs a jewellery stall in Cairo.'
'So, no lady friends, or men friends?' Ryou asked, somewhat confused.
'No. You know what I said and I stick by it, you were the only one for me, and you still are hikari.' Ryou blushed and looked away.
'Congratulations on your wedding, though. I shouldn't have said that stuff.' Bakura said, looking a bit uneasy.
'No it's OK. So… um… what did you come here for?'
Bakura smiled. 'I came to give you this. I thought it would more interesting if I hand-delivered it personally. It's a package I put together of things I found in Egypt.'
'Found?' Ryou repeated, smirking a little. In his past life Bakura had been a Tomb Robber.
'Well, not found. A Tomb Robber stays that way, it's hard to forget. There's stuff from three tombs in there, Rameses the Second, Cleopatra and Tutankhamun.'
Ryou smiled. 'Historic,' he muttered, taking the package and beginning to unwrap it.
He gasped. A collection of gold and silver jewellery greeted him, and jewels and pots and jars from these tombs. He lifted out a particularly spectacular looking necklace, with a chain of gold and a ruby in the centre.
'Bakura… this is… do you know how much this is worth?' He gasped, holding it up to the light. It glinted beautifully.
'Well 5,000 years ago it was worth a bit, so I won't be surprised if it still is today.' He smiled, glad Ryou liked it.
'Bakura this is great. Wait 'til I show Lola, she'll be amazed.' Bakura smiled and looked down.
'Yeah, she probably will.' He muttered, looking vague. Ryou suddenly cursed himself. He should've known better than to mention Lola.
'Well, I'd better be going. Things to do, places to go, monuments to pillage.' Ryou smiled.
'OK.' He said, feeling a bit sad to see him go. 'Is that all?' He added as an afterthought.
Bakura looked up at him. Ryou felt uneasy. 'It's just that, well, now that you're here, I kinda don't want to see you leave again.'
'Why, hikari?' Bakura replied, with a confused look.
'Well, you know I kissed you before I left?'
'Yes.' Bakura answered, tilting his head sideways in a questioning manner.
'Well, it didn't go the way I planned it to go, it was meant to be like this.' Ryou said, and before he could stop himself, he had pressed his mouth against Bakura's, opening his mouth and slipping his tongue inside his Yami's.
Bakura was shocked. He stepped away and looked guilty.
'Bakura?' Ryou said, looking a little sad.
'Ryou… I really want to kiss you, but I feel guilty. What about you and Lola?'
Ryou nodded. 'She won't know. Bakura I need to kiss you like that, just to show you I really love you.'
'You love Lola.'
'No Bakura. I love you both. It's just you're in different places.'
Bakura looked up and smiled weakly, letting Ryou capture his lips again, this time submitting completely. Ryou swirled his tongue around Bakura's mouth, and they kissed passionately before breaking apart, chocolate orbs melting into crimson eyes.
'That was what I wanted, Bakura. Come and visit me again?'
'Yeah, sure, I'd love to.' Bakura said, smiling and stepping towards the door, Ryou seeing him out.
He clutched the package in his hand. He felt immensely happy and more free than he'd ever been! He felt like dancing. He was so joyous! He didn't feel guilty anymore!
But before he could start wallowing in his own celebratory happiness, he had one more thing he needed to do. He picked up the phone and dialled in Joey's number. After a few rings Joey picked up.
'Joey?'
'Hey buddy whassup!'
'I want my money back.'
So it is a nice ending. Not too sad but not happy-ever-after either. Hope everyone loved this story! If you want me to write any more stories about Ryou/Bakura or Ryou/OC stories, say so in your reviews. Thank you.