cont.

Lil Riter Sama Apologizesss! Maa... Sorry for being so late with the update. I'm kinda sick, overworked, and the INSECTS ARE GOING TO DIE. Gah, sometimes I wish I were like, Shino, and bugs wouldn't bother me. Wah. And I'm in no mood to write long author notes. So that'll be it on my personal life. Except that HE knows know, and I'm still terrified of what he thinks, though it's been almost two weeks. Glory, two weeks! Argh. And I realized how totally "in love" with him I am, as in totally and completely obssessed. Fangirl obssessed.I don't think I'm really in love with him (if I was, wouldn't I fantasize about kissing him and killing his girlfriend? Which, of course, I don't.) My brother made some rude comment about "maybe I like both of them, and want to be in a three way relationship with them." I, of course, said no. And he said... "You'r probably in love with Strawberri, I'm not sure if you want your name out here, so I'm having this instead and you want to be in a three way relationship with HER and Adam!" Well, that'snot exactly what he said... but the conversation got around to that. And I said I would rather date Strawberri alone rather than have a three way relationship (things would be too complicated, I think.) And I'd rather date A-chan than a girl, but did he hear that last sentence? Nooo... So when I was talking to Straws on the phone later, he kept trying to tell Straws I went lesbian for her. Which is not true. It's kind of entertaining, kind of irritating. Not as entertaining as writing, but entertaining nonetheless.

Hmm... that DID get long... Annnyway, thanks Bourei, Hikaru, Strawberri, and Nice Name. Those are abbreviated, by the way. (Why I chose "Strawberri" rather than "Satine89" is beyond me. Just roll, won't ya?) This chapter, we say good bye to Duvetand Bakura's point of view. Everybody wave!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Yugioh, or Duvet.

Warnings/notes: Shonen-ai, and angst. Lots of angst. Yami no Bakura, for the mostpart, is just called Bakura.

Summary: Yami no Bakura loves his hikari, of that much he knows.That's how he knows when it's time to step out of the picture. Yami no Bakura/Ryou

Forever and after 6-Love

((I am falling, I am fading, I am drowning,
Help me to breathe))

I waited forever for my Light to come home, though I had no reason to. Ryou would always come home. He was a good little boy. So why did I feel the need to wait by the doorway like a worried girlfriend? I'm not a girl, Ra dammit!

So I decided, hell, maybe I should go hang with Malik and Marriku. They'd find a way to take my mind off these issues. Or maybe I should go find Ryou… ?

But that plan was foiled when I opened the door to reveal Ryou, standing there, about to knock. The boy could only blink. "Yami?" he asked.

SLAP!

My hand moved of its own accordance. In fact, my entire body was out of my control. I could only scream silently and pray whatever was controlling my body wouldn't betray me.

"Why do you love him?" I snarled. Ryou, in a quiet shock, raised his hand to his reddened cheek. He hadn't flinched at the connection, and he wasn't flinching now.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Ryou murmured in his honeysweet voice.

"You know exactly what I mean!" I yelled. "You love the pharaoh! Don't deny it!"

Ryou blinked, acting confused. "…"

"He tells you to stay, you stay. You have a set of clothes at his house. You spend a lot of time alone together." I listed all the proof of their relationship. "I saw you together today! This morning and this night!"

Ryou's eyes widened in shock. "No! We're not together that way, honest 'Kura!" he insisted, holding his hand up as if to ward off the words pouring out of my mouth.

"Don't call me that," I snapped, roughly pushing his hand away. "I saw you hugging him. You guys looked pretty cozy," I noted sarcastically.

Ryou inhaled sharply, preparing to speak. "That hug didn't mean a thing! Those cards I gave you? They were rare, not available to the public. Yami got them for me! So I could give them to you! I was thanking him!" Ryou's fists clenched at his sides, and the look in his eyes told me that no, he wasn't lying.

The only thing I hated more than myself at the moment was being wrong. I lifted my hand to swing it at his face again. I didn't want to, honest, but I couldn't control my own hand. He flinched, but the blow never came. I realized that this was Ryou standing in front of me. Biting my lip, I withdrew my hand. I halfway wished I could disappear or return to the ring, but I couldn't. So I settled for the next best thing: I ran away. I'm sure that when Ryou opened his eyes, he was glad not to have me in his face. After all, he hated me, and I loved him.

Works in a full circle, right?

((I am hurting, I have lost it all
I am losing
Help me to breathe))

end part I

tbc in part II