Whee! Here we are, folks! The last chappie! And, oi, I really dun think this is one of my better works-

Yami: Well, at least u DID manage to finish this one

Eh…yeah….that's true…and, oi, before I start ranting, I gotta shout out to all of the lovely reviewers! You guys are wonderful! Tacoto, Toxic Hathor, shining tears, Cute Beyblader, Yugi's Little Angel, Fox Loves Shinigami, Yami Neferbre, and kit-kit!

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Bakura only smirked and stood up, the swing rattling behind him. Yami cried out in surprise and nearly fell forward at the unexpected movement, but Bakura reached out and caught him just in time, holding him against his muscular, strong body. Yami snuggled into his broad chest. "Don't ever do that again!" He buried his face in Bakura's neck, mindful of the spikes on his leather collar.

Bakura laughed in response, entwining their hands together and pulling Yami towards his car, a black Pontiac firebird. Yami laid his head on his shoulder and Bakura's arm slipped around his thin waist, then trailed down and patted his bottom; Yami jumped and blushed.

Bakura's grin grew; Yami, given all that he'd been through in life, was very skittish, but one hell of a lover. Bakura leaned against his car and pulled Yami tighter against him.

Yami came willingly, smiling fully up at him, revealing his braces and the rubber bands attached to them. When he was with Bakura, he didn't feel so shy. Bakura had never been the nicest of people; he was no sweet angel. Bakura was more of a bad-ass; foul-tempered, lazy, quick with his fists, had no regard for rules or etiquette, and had a mouth filthier than a country gas station toilet. He was just himself, and, unfortunately, his personality was a lot like that of his room mates, Oni and Merik. But he was always there when it counted; he'd never turn his back on a friend. And, despite all his faults,Yami loved him for that.

Bakura kissed Yami softly and felt him snuggle in closer. "You're so soft." He whispered in Yami's ear, taking one lobe between his teeth and tugging gently on it, his teeth grazing over the diamond stud. Yami blushed and gave a little purr as Bakura nibbled on his neck

Bakura never had been one for cuddling and shared, quiet moments, both of which Yami loved; Bakura more preferred action between the sheets. Or in the shower. Or in the closet. But for all his wildness, he'd never got really crazy with Yami. At least, not yet. He was very careful with the delicate teen. He was afraid Yami might break if he wasn't.

But someday, when Yami healed more….

Bakura smiled at that thought. Although, it wasn't just Yami's exotic beauty that attracted him. If it was, he would've hurt the boy long ago. No, he liked Yami for his shyness, for the scars marring both his body and his soul. He'd had a rough life, similar to his- hell, most of the people he knew had had a rough life- but Yami was one of the very few he knew who'd come through it with his heart still intact. He was still capable of caring about the world, of smiling when his soul was bleeding to death on the inside. But his soul hadn't died. Through all of the darkness and pain, it still continued to shine, and he was drawn to it like a moth to a flame.

Bakura had done many things in his life he wasn't proud of. Hell, if the law found out about even half of them, he'd be locked up and the key thrown away. The only good thing in his life was right here in his arms. His Yami. His broken, dark angel. If the world was a fair place, then by rights, Yami would've been in a mental institution, and Bakura on death row. But it wasn't. It was a cold, cruel place; their lives were testament to that. And Bakura would protect the shattered boy in his arms; the boy who gave meaning to his life, who taught him to live.

Owari

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Well, dun dun dun….this is it! The end! It's the end I say, the end! The end! Mwahaha!

Yami: O.o? Psycho.

What? O.o?

Yami: -.-

Eh…yeah…um…anyway, I'm not really happy with how this ended; it doesn't seem like much of a fic. It seems like it's more of an intro to one. But as I've got more than enough on my plate at the moment-heck, I've got seconds and thirds plus numerous desserts and midnight snacks- this is all I can do with it.

However, if a fellow fic author out there really likes this/ wants to continue it, they may do so. Just plz let me know, of course! . So if any of you out there sitting at your computer feel like writing but don't know what to write, y'all can give this a shot if ya wanna. Just give me a holla first. .