Disclaimer: Don't Own Yugioh

Author's Note: Sorry this took so long... It shouldn't have. I won't say it's because of Christmas, that'd be lying. I don't like Christmas anyways. I was sick and overall didn't feel like typing. I still owe three chapters and I'll make up for them... sometime... soon...

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"Ryou," I called out softly, "time for lunch."

"Lunch?" Ryou hugged my shirt closer, turning away from me. "What lunch?"

"Ryou, you've been sleeping for thirteen hours now," I sighed, sweatdropping. "It's three in the afternoon and I'm starved. If you don't get up, I'll finish everything." For once, I wished Ryou were like Joey, all I need to say is 'food' and the puppy would come panting.

"Yami?" Ryou finally sat up. Realizing he was still hugging my shirt, he blushed and stuffed it under my bed, ignoring my glare. "Let it be a dream, alright?"

"What dream?" I grumbled. I was dueling all night while he slept, and now not even a word of gratitude. People nowadays!

"Let what happened last night be a dream," he pleaded. Immediately, all my crankiness evaporated. I think I'm beginning to understand him.

"If it never happened, it can never be destroyed, right?" I asked tenderly, patting his head. He rubbed his head against my hand, content for the moment, nodding. I rolled my eyes.

"Ryou, what happened, happened." He paled. "If you don't want it destroyed, it won't be. I told you, I wouldn't hurt you anymore. Promise."

Ryou give me the tiniest of smiles, looking up at me. "Lunch Yami?"

"Yeah, I got you chocolate." I stepped out of the body so that Ryou could take over. As I expected, his eyes lit up at the sight of the food in front of him. Once again ignoring my existence, he began to eat like Joey. This is the way he should act: like a normal sixteen-year old; this is the way he would've acted if it weren't for Yami Bakura. I made it a personal mission to change him back again.

"So," he finally looked up. Now not only are his eyes brown, so is most of his face. "Yami, where did you get all of this?"

"No, I didn't mind control people if that's what you're thinking. I traded the food with star chips."

"Don't you need to give it back to Yugi still?" Ryou looked worried. He's better be worried about me and not about Yugi.

"I got a lot," I pointed to a plastic garbage bag on the side filled with star chips and cards. I decided to take no notice of his confused look. It's hard to explain and he'll just get mad at me again.

The process was actually quite simple. I found a… Rare Hunter, right? Or was that what they call them in Battle City? Anyways, I found a Rare Hunter, beat him (Pegasus only hired male staff, chauvinistic pig), and then brainwashed him to get him to lead me to their headquarters, which I, of course, ransacked. I figured that I got bit over a hundred stars.

Then I traded them with duelists for cards so that I could make a proper deck. Pegasus wouldn't be as easy as Seto is to beat. The rest of the cards I'd sell when I get back to Domino: you can never have too much money.

I would probably be safer if I kept a lower profile, but I'd beat Pegasus soon anyways. More importantly, Pegasus was supposed to ask Seto to duel Yugi, in which case Seto would be indebted to that porcupine- not good. I want Seto to owe me… Until he's so deep in debt that he could repay me with nothing except for his body.

I was so engrossed in my Seto-daydreaming that I didn't notice Ryou. He was beginning to look at me differently, with an air I wasn't sure if I liked.

Getting up and cleaning up (while, getting Ryou to clean up), I got back into Ryou's body and began to stroll to the castle. If my guesses are correct, I'll be just in time for a duel.

And my guesses are always correct: I know the future for the next two years. Sure enough, the gang had made it, and Seto is yet to come.

"Yugi," I tossed him a star chip, "Thanks."

"Any time Ryou," Yugi replied, cheerful as usual.

Joey and Tristan fought over the food in my backpack while Tea was busy looking exasperated.

Joey grew silent all of a sudden, looking at the top of the stairs. A figure in blue appeared, in all his haughty hotness.

"Ryou," he called out. I secretly grinned, he probably didn't notice that he was calling me by first name. "I challenge you to a duel."

I nodded silently, not bothering to ask why.

I already knew, but that does mean anybody else did. Joey was jumping up and down with fury, demanding why Seto was challenging me again.

"Come on Bakura! If you can beat him once, you can beat him again!" Joey called out from the sidelines.

"Duel," was all I said.

"Bakura?" Yugi, or rather Yami, looked confused. "You have all your star chips, why are you still dueling him?"

I didn't want to say anything: for Seto's protection. I've always wondered how he must have felt, acting as Pegasus' pawn to duel Yugi, putting his life at somebody else's mercy. He was proud. To surrender his dignity publicly, couldn't have been pleasant to say the least.

Heck, if he has to put himself at somebody else's mercy, it's going to be mine. "I just want to duel. Nothing to do with star chips" I replied easily. Ryou kicked on the wall of my soul room, pouting.

"You like him," he accused in my mind, "and you're helping him."

I grinned, not bothering to answer. He kicked my soul room again, sinking down on my bed and began to sulk.

Seto nodded at me, acknowledging but not accepting me coming to his defense. "I'm challenging him because I need to beat him before dueling Pegasus."

He turned to me, trench coat still anti-gravity, and handed me a duel disk. "I won't let you win so easily this time." He declared.

"That still implies that I'll win," I quickly pointed out. He reddened. I'm just not sure if it was anger or embarrassment.

I ascended the stairs, and we both moved to the stone platform to duel: same place as Yugi and Seto's duel in the show.

"I summon Sword Stalker to the field." Seto declared.

I shrugged. I didn't want to win, since Seto's life's on the line. I was just contemplating whether I should let him know that I lost to him on purpose or not. Ryou kicked my soul room again.

"Yami? You don't want to beat him." Ryou said with a certainty. It's freaky how well he knows me after no more than twenty-four hours.

"No, I don't," I admitted. "He has to duel Pegasus to win back his little brother's soul."

"So I'll duel him," Ryou suggested coyly, apparently having had the idea for a long time.

"You?" I stared.
"Yes. Why not? What's the worst that can happen?" Ryou joked, "I'll lose?"

"You have a point. Okay, I'm going to get some much needed sleep."

Ryou stepped out and I went in. The change was so drastic that Ryou commented that even Seto noticed.

Seeing Ryou happily dueling away, I sneaked into his soul room. He looked so happy that I was worried that he was just faking it. Thankfully, he wasn't.

The room is now much smaller, with the stench gone. The blood and gore was replaced… as much as I hate to say this… by a human sized doll of me, which had evidently been used for dart practiced.

I winced as I saw where Ryou shot the darts, I have to watch out: he's more violent than I thought. I might just become the last eunuch on earth.

Jumping on Ryou's bed, I went to sleep. His room smelt like the prairies, without the mosquitoes.

I was too tired to notice the tension quickly building outside, between brown eyes and blue.

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Next update at 3:30pm today. That's the normal update for Monday. I'm not sure when I'll make up for the other chapters I missed.