I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! But I do own Serena. And Grace. And that weird little girl who visited Yami in the middle of the night.

Me: First off; an advanced warning! In a few days time, I will be going to my Grandparent's for Christmas so there will be a gap in the updates. Please don't think I've given up! I'll be gone less than a week and have over a week left before I go! Just thought I'd warn you now.

Yugi: (throws arms around Chan's waist) have a nice time!

Me: I will!

Yami: She's not going yet!

Yugi: (let's go of Chan's waist) I knew that!

Me: Anyway, It's review time!

Yugirules (1): I got your first review after chapter 3 was posted so I couldn't put it on that one. I'm sorry!!!!! Still here it is now! Thanks for the review! As you can see chapter 3 and now 4 are up and running smoothly! Yugi does rule doesn't he?

Dark-Lady-devinity: (jumps reviewer) my loyalist reviewer! I have a strong feeling Bakura won't just get over Yami! I love coke too!

Yugirules (2): Thanks for the second review! It was really nice. I like getting reviews. )

Seto: So, Bakura likes Yami, but Yami likes Tea, but Tea is completely oblivious! AGHHHHHH!!! I hate love triangles! They're so confusing!

Me: then I suggest you stop reading cos this is about too get a whole lot more complicated.

Tristan: how is that Possible?!!

Me: Read and learn…… (Voice fades out).

Chapter 4

The first step: denial

Bakura's P.O.V.

This couldn't be true! But I knew it was. How could it be true? Easy, he's cool, sexy, funny, smart; he's got the best ass this side of Jesus…NO! STOP THINKING THIS! Look there is absolutely no need to panic. It's probably just a one off thing. Yeah, that's it! Now go straight back in there, don't worry, everything will be normal and fine.

Normal P.O.V.

Bakura re-entered the room the girl on TV Was stalking her next victim through the park. The little girl looked totally innocent in her blue silk dress and wispy blonde hair. (Does she remind you of anyone?).

Yami and Tea were still curled up together, peeking at the screen under each others arms. Bakura tried his best to ignore the jealousy he was feeling. He concentrated on the others. At some point Joey had pulled Yugi onto his lap, and was rocking him gently. Yugi was sucking his thumb and resting his head on Joey's shoulder. Ryou had his feet up on the chair in front of him. Tristan and Duke were on the edge of their seats, they were so into the movie. The young thief sat next to his hikari without anyone noticing he had left. No matter how had he tried to stop it, Bakura kept glancing over at the pharaoh and the cheerleader, their cheeks touching they were so close. But the spirit still wondered: What if they get closer?

When Grace visited at three in the morning, she found the gang asleep in varying positions around the room. Yami and Tea were still cuddling in their sleep under the sheets on the bed. He'd be let out today. He should have been in for weeks and weeks but was out after just a few days. She silently approached the bed. The lamp that had been left on was illuminating one side of Yami's face, his golden bangs were shining and cute a smile was playing at his lips. She smiled too.

"You're too good for this place boy." She whispered, incredible sincerity evident in her voice. "Oh if only you were two or three years older……But your not." She sighed and then turned to the sleeping Tea. "Look after him; treat him right and give him everything he deserves… Even if you don't know he likes you yet." She turned around and left the angel Yami asleep in his bed.

Bakura awoke an hour later. Everyone else was still lost in their dreams. He couldn't help staring longingly at the pharaoh.

"How is it possible for him to look so gorgeous when he has his eyes shut and his mouth open?"

You know Bakura, if you leaned in, you could kiss him now. Bakura had no idea who had just thought that, because it sure as hell wasn't him. Go on boy you know you want to. The lure was irresistible. Before he even thought about what he was doing, the tomb robber was leaning closer to the soft, sweet, tanned face in front of him. That's it Bakura! His lips were inches from Yami's mouth.

"No!" Bakura leapt back from the boy who had just spoke in his sleep. The young thief started, disgusted at what he had nearly done. Thank Ra no one saw! Everything will be O.K. But everything was clearly not O.K.

Now that he looked Bakura could tell something was wrong. Yami's eyelids were flickering like he was trying to wake up, his arms and legs were twitching and he was tossing and turning from side to side.

"Wake up! Wake up!"the older boy shook the younger in a desperate effort to wake him. It was clearly not one of his memory dreams but was something pretty similar.

"Wake up idiot!" he screamed.

"'Kura? Waz da matter?" Joey was a usually a deep sleeper but Bakura was being very loud. All around the room, friends were raising their sleepy heads. Tea was nearest and could see what was wrong with Yami.

"Yami! Oh god! Bakura, how long has he been like this?"

"Just help me wake him up."

(Yami)

Yami sat up. He was in bed, but could tell something was wrong. Everyone around him was frozen in the positions they went to sleep in. The room was darker than it should have been. And even though he was surrounded by his friend, the teen was completely alone.

"Wrong again, Yami." The voice was quiet, little-girly, all knowing. And Yami was sure he knew where he had heard before.

Yami's P.O.V.

My eyes scanned the room for a glimpse of the little girl. When I saw none, I was more than a little freaked. I let myself curl up into a ball. I didn't want to be here any longer, I wanted to wake up in the hospital, I wanted to be safe. If I can just stay curled up like this maybe she'll leave me alone and not hurt me. But no such luck. A small hand tugged at the back of my shirt. When I showed no response, the hand gently pulled my hair a bit. Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to sit up and face the little girl. She gave me a smile that was sweet enough to give you tooth decay.

I tried to make my voice sound commanding, but I could only just squeak.

"What did you do to me last night?"

"I healed you."

"You made me flat line."

"Yes. They reckon I should have warned you about that. It's one of the side affects."

"They?"

"I told you I'm not from earth."

"Well you're certainly no angel and I…" I let my voice trail off. The girl was looking at me in a particularly odd way. Her eyes were glinting. She moved closer to me.

"You don't believe me?"

"You're not an angel." She leaned even closer and I saw that she was no longer a little girl, she was my age. Her hair has now black, and longer and thicker.

"You're not an angel." I could feel her breath in my ear.

"I never said I was now did I?"

I gasped realising what this meant.

"You're……?"

"That's right." Once again, I found myself being forced backwards onto the bed. Her fingers were tight on my wrists. "Now stay still and this won't hurt. As much."

(Back to reality)

Normal P.O.V.

"Please stop…" Everyone stopped to check the boy they were trying to wake. He was still asleep.

"We have to do something!" Shrieked Tea.

"Go get grace. He's having a fit or something." Joey took Bakura's command and tore out of the room. Ryou actually slapped poor Yami in an attempt to snap him out of it. Even that didn't work. After what seemed like eternity Grace and a group of other doctors came and took Yami away. Bakura felt so stupid. He didn't know what to do. It was not a memory dream but maybe it was something similar? Oh I have to tell someone. NO! I can't break his trust.

(Over to Yami)

Yami's P.O.V.

The girl started to stroke my neck. She then started to kiss me! Her tongue ran along my lip. I refused to make this easy for her. She pulled back slightly.

"Come on Yami! I didn't want to hurt you but it seems you've left me no choice." Her teeth scraped my chin. It made me open my mouth to gasp. It was what she'd been waiting for, forcing her tongue into my mouth. I didn't cry out then, but I did when I felt her hand rest on the top of my jeans. I knew what was coming next. Well actually, I didn't. One minute this girl is kneeling over me, the next, she was being attacked by someone the exact twin of her little girl self.

I watched as the two girls thought. One of them was a lot bigger, and therefore stronger, than the other so it looked rather hopeless for both the little girl and me. But then the little girl used all of her strength to force her hand into the stomach of the other. And I mean into! Her hand came right out the other side of the teenager! My enemy let out a shriek before disappearing in a flash of light. I sat there breathing deeply. My eyes met those of the little girl. I had to say, this girl's whole aura seemed to feel happier and friendlier and, well, safer than the one who had been there before. This one seemed to be the real one. The one that had sat by me the other night and healed my wounds. But I was still very confused.

"Who w-was s-she?" I managed to stammer out.

"An impostor. Sent by our rivals to fool you and break your spirit."

"Are you the one who h-helped m-me?"

"Yes."

"Are you my guardian angel?" she gave me a deep all-knowing smile. I smiled back, knowing the truth. She came onto the bed in between me and the still form of Tea. She gently put her arms round my abdomen. I returned the hug. She squeezed me a little bit tighter. Pain shot from the place on my stomach where Serena stabbed me. I cried out even though I tried to stop myself. My angel jumped backwards.

"Did she hurt you?" Concern and worry filled her voice.

"Not badly." I am not the best at lying. My angel carefully lifted up my shirt. Blood dripped onto her hands.

"She opened it up again." She sighed, placing her head on my chest. "I'll heal it. Don't worry. But now I think you need to wake up." Before I could respond, the room faded from view.

(Reality-still Yami's P.O.V.)

Another room came into focus. That damn beeping was back. Oh hang on, that's good. Taking a look around me, I realised that I was not in the room surrounded by my friends, I was somewhere else. Now I know that I was in the intensive care unit, but obviously had no idea where I had been taken.

Grace was checking the monitors around me. A frown was on her face.

"Am I still alive?" stupid question, I know. At least it got her attention.

"Oh Yami! Thank god you're alright!"

"I'll take that as a yes then shall I?" She didn't answer, just smiled down at me. I tried to sit up, but I just gasped in pain. Grace was by my side in an instant. She lifted my top just like my angel. I heard her swear under her breath. She's worse than Bakura! I giggled weakly and let her put a fresh bandage on. She filled me in on what had happened. It made sense. She then told me how worried everyone was.

"Your Grandfather will be here soon. Until then, I think that you should meet some people that will probably murder the next doctor who tells them that they have to wait to see you." She went to open the door, but that wasn't necessary. The door flew open. It was clear that my friends had been listening on the other side. The all ran to me and I was soon lost in the middle of a heap of boys, plus Tea, all trying to hug me and asking frantically what I could remember.

So I told them. They were hooked on every word I said! When I had finished, they all sat in silence gaping at me with their mouths open. All of them except for Ryou. He was digging his bag for something. He brought out a large, old, hard back book, which had had a ruby, red cover at one time but was now faded and worn out. With trembling fingers, he flicked through the pages until he found what he was looking for.

"I knew it." He muttered to himself.

"Knew what Ryou?" I asked, confused. He placed the book open on the bed in front of me and the gang.

"There." He said pointing to the last paragraph. We read it. We read it again just to make sure. We sat back and every face was turned and every eye was on me. Ryou spoke first, managing to keep his voice calm and steady even though we were all terrified.

"I think you might have a demon stalker Yami."

End Chapter

Me: And that, my friends is how you get people to R&R.

Every-one-except-me: Oh my god!!

Me: That says it all.

Every-one-except-me: Oh my god!

Me: I shall let their response speak for it's self.