Author notes: Yay! I fianlly updated! I'm sorry this chapter is a bit short..but the next one will be longer. :D Sorry for any grammer and spelling errors. I hope you enjoy the chapter. And Please review!:D

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.

Bakura's eyes were wide in shock, his mouth open slightly. Ryou just stared in fear. Ryou's dad looked just as shocked. His own eyes filled with fear.

"What are you doing?!" He again roared.

"I-I-I-" Bakura stammered on his words. Ryou's dad moved quickly and grabbed Bakura by the hair. Bakura let out a yelp of pain. Ryou's dad pulled Bakura closer to his face, so close that Bakura could smell his breath. Ryou's dad then examined him more closely, his eyes still wide in fear.

"W-WHY?!" Ryou's father screamed. "Why did you come back?!" Bakura just stayed silent.

Ryou couldn't stand it any longer. He grabbed Bakura by the arm, causing him to disappear. Which made Ryou's dad jump from fright. Then Ryou flew them both out of the house, and far away until they were safe. When Ryou finally let go of Bakura's hand a question came to mind.

"Why did he freak out so much?" Bakura questioned. Ryou just shrugged his shoulders in response.

"It's like he saw a ghost or something…"

Marik was snoring loudly, laying on the floor of the alley. Suddenly pain burst through his head as a fist collided with his skull.

"What the heck was that for?!" He yelled looking up at a big, buff, teen. One of his teammates.

"The boss wants to see you." The man replied back cracking his knuckles. "And he isn't to happy."

"What does he want now…" Marik wondered under his breath. And walked towards the boss's shed. He knocked once, and immediately the door opened. He slowly walked in.

"Sit!" A commanding voice boomed. So Marik took a sit across from the large desk where the boss was siting.

"You wanted to see me sir…" Suddenly the chair whirled around, and he was met with cold, blue eyes, and dark brown hair. No one ever saw the boss's face, unless they were in deep trouble.

"I don't like liars Marik." The boss said his eyes blazing with anger.

"What are you talking about?!" Marik shouted back. "I'm not a liar!"

"So then, Bakura is dead?"

"Didn't we go over this already?!" Marik argued. "I told you, I put the shed on fire, and he burned alive."

"We have someone who says otherwise. Send the man in." The boss said to on of his servants.

"As you wish Master Kaiba." A tall man walked in, he had dark hair, which was graying, and had cold brown eyes.

"Tell them what you saw." Kaiba said in a demanding voice.

"I-I-I saw my son…." The man whispered.

"You're son!" Marik shouted in surprise. "Bakura is not you're son!"

"Who's Bakura?" the man asked confused.

"Let the man finish." Kaiba said threateningly.

"He was in my house, and tried to get into one of the rooms." The man said shakily. "I grabbed him, because I knew he couldn't be real…but then he disappeared…Why won't he just stay dead…like the others."

"Don't worry we'll take care of it…" Kaiba said shooing the man out.

"What did that have to do with anything?" Marik asked more confused then ever.

"It means Bakura's alive you worm!" Kaiba yelled.

"He was talking about his son, he didn't even know who Bakura was!" Marik shouted back getting angry. Kaiba then threw a picture at Marik's face. Marik grabbed it and took a look. It was a family photo.

It showed a beautiful young woman, with long white hair, and soft blue eyes. Next to the woman was a tall, young man, with dark hair and kind looking brown eyes. Then below the couple were two young kids. One looked to be the age of seven while the other looked to be around five. The younger one was a girl, she had a huge smile on her face, wearing a summer dress, she had long white hair, and soft brown eyes. The older one was a boy, he had a shy smile, and the same white hair and eyes. But he was wearing some jeans and a T-shirt.

"Yeah, what about it?" Marik questioned still looking at the photo.

"Look at the boy closely." Kaiba commanded. So Marik took another look at the boy. His eyes widened in surprise. The hair was a bit different but still.

"H-He looks just like Bakura…" Marik whispered.

"Exactly." Kaiba reaching for the picture. "There is no way his son came back from the dead, so Bakura must have been the one at his house. Which means that you failed, Marik."

"H-How…?" Marik questioned, thinking back to where he lit the shed on fire.

"I'm going to give you one more chance Marik." Kaiba looked down at him. "That man is a big part of this organization, he sacrificed a lot of things for it. And if he is not happy, that makes me, the head of the organization look bad. And I don't like it when I look bad. Fail me again and there will be consequences."

"Y-Yes sir." Marik said getting up to leave.

"Oh, I think you should have this." Kaiba said handing him a blue necklace. "Just so you can get the job done." Marik took the necklace and looked at it with hope filled eyes.

"T-Thank you.." Marik said before exiting the shed. He looked down at the necklace and traced his finger over the jewels. I'll bring you back. I promise.

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