R: Ryou's body shivered. But not out of the coldness, He was very warm but the way the man talked sent shivers down his spine. Ryou looked at the torch he held as Bakura struck stones together. He jumps nearly dropping the torch as it lit up. He held onto the torch blinking at it.

B: He smirked a bit at the other ones shiver and jumping, and put the stones back into the bag. Heeling the horse lightly he started to make it move on. "Hold it more up... then you can see a bit wider." Bakura said calmly and looked around himself, while they moved into the strangely ghostlike, empty and eerie atmosphere of that strange ruins.

R: Ryou pressed him closer to the man, holding the torch higher. This place didn't feel right to him. It was...quiet and very, very haunted like. Just thinking about it set shivers down his back. Was this place really apart of Bakura's past? It scared Ryou dearly.

B: Riding further inside, feeling as watched as every time he kept quite, though moving his hand on Ryou's body a bit, as if it was out of habit, he started to talk. "I was born in this village and I lived here as a child, with my mother and my brother... my father was mostly away, leading the raids on people around... this was a village of thieves and other criminals."

R: Ryou froze softly, Were they being watched? Ryou looked around before looking up at Bakura listening to him. He looked down sadly. "T-Thieves?" He whispers.

B: "Thieves... and criminals... fleeing into the nearest place after banished into exile... this village is the nearest to the border... well... since one night a good bunch of years ago everything was destroyed here and all of the villagers were killed... all except for me."

R: Ryou turned his head back ahead not daring to look at him. Bakura, was the soul survivor of this village? Ryou lowered his head gripping onto the hand that held him close to the man. "W-Why are we here...?"

B: "Because this is a place that was forgotten by time. It is my home... and here lies the key that will help me to win this game... also... I have no other bed to give you for tonight." He said, looking at the smaller one, who nearly sat on his lap by now, so close he had him in his embrace. "We'll arrive soon... and don't worry... it might look dangerous, but a human I brought here won't be harmed." He said that calmly, though he didn't ever say, that it was safe around them, or tell Ryou it was nothing around them at all here. "You just watch yourself... when they are not busy pitying themselves, they play practical jokes that nobody thinks off as funny but themselves."

R: Ryou bit his lip softly nodding. "I-I'll be careful..." He whispered. This place scared him...it was natural to him ever since he was younger even when he had the millennium ring, he would cling to something to help make him feel safe. He thought since the gift was from his father was protecting him, little did he know about Bakura then, he was protecting him but only for his body. Ryou shook his head of the thought.

B: Sensing that his host was deep in thought, he let his horse rid up a hill, feeling the normal brush that happened once he arrived at the small house on the hill, that told him that he was home again... those memories... getting the horse to a halt and jumping out off the saddle in a graceful manner, he reached for Ryou's hips, getting him down equal as easy, taking the torch from him and nodding at the other one to follow him, after the bound the horse to its resting place and leading the smaller one inside. "Welcome in my home..." He threw the torch on a bunch of set up sticks and dry plants, the house was soon lid up by a warm fire, which made him hang the torch on a wall, near the entrance.

R: Ryou covers his eyes as the house was lit up, not used to the bright light. He slowly uncovered his eyes looking around the home before shyly looking up at Bakura. "Its..." He closed his mouth unable to find the words.

B: Looking at Ryou with an amused grin and a typically lifted eyebrow made him look more roguish again, when he got over to the smaller one slowly stripping him of the red cloak in a nearly sensual manner. "Simple but enough for one man." He said in a low voice into his sweet host's ear and chuckled before taking the cloak with him, draping it over the small, though cozy looking lounger. "Hungry? Tired? Thirsty?" He asked.

R: Ryou shook the question off. "No I'm not…" He whispers looking around the room, anywhere but at Bakura…not because he hated him at the moment noo, for it was the warmth that still pooled around in his stomach that feared he would do worse then what he did on the horse.

B: Noting Ryou's strangely uncomfortable altitude filled him with a strangely urging fiendish want to do what he wanted now... Slowly getting over to Ryou, he took his chin up, smirking down at him. "Really? Nothing of this, then you, pray tell me, is it, that you want right now?" Leaning down his face a bit nearer, their nose tips nearly touched.

R: Ryou's eyes widen slightly, Bakura was so close to him. It made the warmth in his body do back flips. He jerked his head away from Bakura's grip, backing up slowly. "N-No I-I don't want anything..." He whispers, a shiver running up spine.

B: Blinking a bit, he tilted his head and shrugged the other ones behavior off, sitting down on the small lounger he possessed as a bed then, looking over at Ryou. "What do you think, host?" He asked that in a curious manner. "Shall I bring out your lover again? Or should I tell you more about this first? Because he probably won't."

R: Ryou looks down slightly thinking, before looking up at him. "Please tell me..." He whispered. He slowly walked over to him sitting on the bed next to him, close but not too close.

B: Moving into a cross legged position, facing Ryou, he observed him, before leaning back a bit, folding his arms. "What do you want to hear? I think most of all, why this place is so eerie and devastated, hm?" His russet eyes lay on Ryou, watching his every movement.

R: Ryou shifted a bit under the man's gaze. He looked around the room before looking down at his hand. "Y-Yes for the most part..." He whispered. There was that feeling again. The feeling of being watched. Ryou looked around again, a chill running down his spine.

B: Bakura slowly relaxed a bit more on the couch and looked around. "You asked me host... once long ago... why I wanted to have the items... can you remember." Bakura nodded slightly. "It is out of my thirst for revenge of what happened here. The items were created. In this small village."

R: Ryou slowly looked at Bakura. The Items were made here? But how? "H-How?" He whispered softly, turning his body so he is facing Bakura on the couch, holding his knees close to his body.