A/N: Sorry for the update delay's, I am not as far in chapters as I like, but they are still coming. This chapter is shorter, but I hope you will forgive when you see why. Enjoy. ^^ Oh and thanks for over 200 reviews! I owe it all to you, my faithful readers!

Unreal Truths

Chapter 31: Miracle

Bakura's POV

One week. It had been one week and still no movement or anything from Marik.

I would know, I never left his side.

Even when visiting hours were over, I would just sneak back inside and sit by Marik's side all night long, hiding skillfully in the shadows when a nurse would come in to check on him.

It just killed me to see him laying there, looking for all the world like he had died. It was only the steady beating of the heart monitor and the gentle rising and falling of his chest that let me know he was still with us.

I sighed gently and once again took my place in the chair by Marik's hospital bed, taking his hand in mine and whispering a small prayer to the gods that he would make it out okay.

I had only left for an hour, Mariku convincing me that he needed to give Marik energy through the bond, that way he would be able to wake up faster. He claimed that the closer they were, the more effective the transfer became.

I didn't know whether that was true or not, but at this point I was willing to try just about anything.

I situated myself in the chair before fixing Marik's blankets and pillows. Just because the boy was in a coma didn't mean that his pillow didn't need fluffed.

I wanted him to be completely comfortable when he woke up.

It was then that I did the same thing I did every day with Marik; recount the events of the day, although I got my information from Ryou, since I hadn't left Marik's bedside since that first visit.

Of course I allowed Ishizu and Odion their own chances to see their brother, but that time was spent with me pacing the halls like a restless wild cat.

I simply did not know what to do with myself anymore.

After a lot of thinking, I realized that the only reason I was sticking around now was for Marik's sake and that the thought of losing him just sent chills down my spine.

Shaking the thoughts from my head, I sighed and got on with my recounting.

"Not too much has been going on lately kid…Ryou said that he thinks we should get a new place, somewhere bigger since Mariku and I are going to be staying now…"

I swallowed and bit my lip, trying not to lose it once again.

I was crying far too much lately.

"He said he has been saving up a lot of money, and his dad offered to help too. He also said that you and he talked about this and that you have some money saved for a house too."

I smiled gently, rubbing my finger's against Marik's cheek.

"We won't start looking until you wake up of course. Your opinion is just as important as any of ours."

A gentle knock on the door brought me out of my slight daze, and I turned to look at the door just as a nurse peeked her head in.

"I hate to bother you Mr. Tozokuo, but I am going to need to change Mr. Ishtar's bandages."

Giving a small frown, I reluctantly got up. I squeezed Marik's hand gently before letting go and walking over to the door.

The nurse gave a me a cheery, yet generic, smile and walked into the room, shutting the door as soon as she could.

Bitch.

I gave a low growl and paced the hall for a few minutes before I decided my time would be better spent talking to my hikari and Marik's yami.

Looking at the door one last time, I reluctantly headed back down the hall to the larger public waiting room.

Ryou was sitting in the corner chair, his eyes glued to Mariku as the Egyptian yami stared at the TV screen with a look of bewilderment.

"What's got him so fascinated?"

I smirked as Ryou looked up and rolled his eyes, "He found the weather channel."

Mariku spoke up then, eyes still glued to the television, "How does that man know the weather without having the millennium necklace? It is impossible to tell the future otherwise!"

I chuckled and shook my head, sitting down next to Mariku and setting my hand on his lap, "Trust me Mariku, they don't know how to tell the future. They just pretend and suck rather badly in the process."

Ryou nodded in agreement before standing up and stretching, "How's Marik?"

I bit my lip slightly before shrugging, "The same as always."

My hikari frowned and looked to the door, "He'll come around, I just know he will."

I gave a slight nod, still upset that it had been an entire week without moving so much as an inch.

"Speaking of which, why are you out here now?" Ryou's voice was soft, as if he were afraid of my answer.

I looked up, giving him a reassuring wave of the hand, "It's alright, the nurse just came in so she could change his bandages."

"Ah…I am surprised you left." Ryou chuckled before walking over to Mariku and wrapping his arms around the Egyptian's neck.

"I know." I gave a sigh before looking away to stare at the vending machine. Sometimes it hurt to look at Mariku, especially when he had his hair down, looking so much like Marik.

"We should go out to lunch." Ryou squeezed Mariku's shoulders before walking to the middle of the room and gesturing outward.

"Sitting in here and doing nothing but thinking is not healthy for us at all. I say we should go out, breath some fresh air and at the very least get some coffee or tea in us."

After getting no response except blank stares from Mariku and I, Ryou stomped his foot and walked over, grabbing one arm each and pulling us up.

"I said come on! No more moping! We are going out and having some fun!"

I rolled my eyes but let Ryou pull me along, struggling to stop a grin from spreading across my face.

He took us to a nearby café, within sight of the hospital. It made me feel better that I was still near Marik but I could get out and enjoy the fresh air. It had been awhile since I spent any time outside.

We sat down at a small table outside the store while Ryou went in and bought us some drinks.

"Bakura…"

I looked up to Mariku, who seemed to have a funny look on his face.

"What is it?" I frowned softly, mind immediately going to Marik.

Mariku opened his mouth to say something, then shut it, shaking his head and muttering, "No…its' nothing."

I was about to say more when Ryou came out, a cheery grin on his face and three coffee cups in his hands.

Mariku looked up, smiling wide as Ryou handed him one of the drinks, "Here Mariku, I thought you would like something like this."

The white haired teen then turned, handing me a different cup, "I just got you coffee Kura, cause you don't seem the type to drink the sissy drinks."

I scoffed and took the cup, giving Ryou a smirk, "Damn straight."

Ryou then sat down with his own drink and a delicate roll of the eyes, "Yeah, I unfortunately know you that well."

I watched as Mariku eagerly gulped down his drink, chuckling softly as he wasn't even fazed by the heat.

"You know Mariku, no one is going to take that from you. You don't have to swallow it all in one go."

The Egyptian yami gave me a goofy grin and I shook my head, taking off the lid and blowing lightly on my coffee before taking a sip of my own.

"See? Isn't this much healthier than just sitting in that stale hospital room and waiting for something to…" Ryou trailed off and I looked up to see why.

My heart nearly stopped as I saw the look in Mariku's eyes.

He looked oddly blank, violet eyes unfocused and staring off at nothing. Ryou quickly stood up and shook him, asking what was wrong.

I didn't even need to stick around to hear the next words out of his mouth.

"Omote."

There was no sticking around for me. I called once again on my past and felt an incredible burst of energy soar through me, boosting my speed to top levels.

I don't think I had ever ran so fast in my entire life, even when I was being chased by the pharaoh's guards.

No, this was more important than that.

This was Marik.

Good thing we were close, as I arrived at the hospital in under a minute, pushing past nurses and visitors until I reached the room I was looking for.

My stomach dropped once I saw Marik's door blocked by several doctors.

No, not again.

Without giving anyone any time to react, I pushed past the two scrubs in the door, approaching the bed which was now surrounded by doctors.

Kaz looked up, a shocked expression on his face until it turned to sympathy, reaching out to me.

I shoved his hand away and pushed through the small gap he had left, "Let me see him! You better not have fucked up!" I didn't even care that I was close to crying, I couldn't take much more hurt.

Kaz said something, but it didn't register since the sight in front of my eyes shocked all my senses to numbness.

"Bakura."

The tears fell and I began sobbing.

There, sitting up in bed with wide violet eyes and tears of his own was Marik. Looking for all the world like he just woke up from a long nap.

"Marik…"

Nothing more need to be said. I ignored the doctors and climbed into bed, wrapping my arms around the Egyptian teen and burying my face into his neck.

Expecting a slap or shove, I was even more surprised when I felt the embrace returned.

I felt Marik rest his head on mine and he mumbled softly into my hair in Egyptian.

"I love you."