I hope the last Phase made sense.

Because this is The Last Phase.

Hope you like it.

Final Phase

Jounouchi stared at Bakura's lifeless body, disbelief haunting both their features. His gaze flickered to the doll he was holding, then back to Bakura. The Eye was making his head throb.

"I loved you," Jounouchi murmured softly. "I'm sorry about Seto. I do love you Bakura. No matter what you've ever done to me." he looked back at the doll. "But you would never have believed me, would you?"

The blonde set the doll down onto the table and looked into its new, fearful eyes. He sat down, dizzy from the pain and the steady blood loss. "You hold grudges too well," he told the doll. "No matter how much I would have apologised, you would still want to make me suffer."

Jounouchi stood up and walked across the room, shuddering in pain. "It must be horrible to live like that," he said gently, not quite hearing his own words. He opened a cupboard and started rooting through it. "This will be for you as much as it is for me, and for Ryou, and for everyone else you've ever hurt." He found what he was looking for, and pulled a small, heavy marble ornament out. "Or ever will hurt," he added.

Quite calmly, he walked back towards the doll. "I'm glad I've been able to talk to you like this," he said, lifting the statue into the air. "I feel so much better."

With that, he brought the weight down upon the doll, making it splinter and crack. Bakura's body shuddered visibly.

If Jounouchi had been listening, he would have heard cries beneath the crunching of wood. Something akin to madness flared in his eyes as he demolished the doll.

Finally, the sounds of smashing wood subsided and Bakura and Jounouchi became still. The blonde moved to Bakura's body and kissed a frighteningly cold cheek. "I do love you."

Jounouchi stood up again and looked shakily at his reflection, running his fingers over his face and the Eye.

"What are you doing?" his Yami hissed as his fingertips plucked at the edges of the Eye.

"I'm tired of this," Jounouchi sighed. "Being the holder of the Sennen Eye is exhausting. I'm taking it - you - out."

"No!"

"Yes."

Slightly weakened by Bakura's injuries, Jounouchi began to dig his fingertips into his eye socket, trying to get a grip on the Eye. Blood began to trickle down his cheeks in gruesome tears as he clawed at it. Finally, he managed to get hold of it, fingers slippery with blood, and pulled. It came out with a sickening pop, like a bone being pulled out of joint in the open air.

Dizzy with the added blood loss, Jounouchi knelt next to Bakura and placed the bloody Eye into the albino's cold hands. "Thank you for the present," he said softly, collapsing onto his back. "But it just wasn't right for me."

Jounouchi Katsuya closed his other eye.

"Thank you."

So…it ended.

And I'm never writing any more of it. It took so much out of me.

This was for you, Rachie. Love ya, Pimp - sama.