IkutosGirl: Hi guys! Hope you liked Chapter 4 :D Also, I would like to point out that yes, Ryou likes blood; no he is not a vampire.

Bakura: Can you hurry up and write the chapter!

IkutosGirl: You know, Bakura, it's not healthy to break the fourth wall.

Bakura: You know I don't care!

IkutosGirl: On with the story! :D

Ryou's POV

"Can you please let go of me." I sneered at Bakura. He was really starting to piss me off.

"No." Bakura answered simply. The guts this guy has surprises me sometimes! I reached for my knife that was in my front pocket. I felt the cold steel beneath my fingertips and grasped It pulling the knife out quickly. I plunged the knife towards Bakura chest.

"No you don't!" Bakura said as he took the knife out of my hand quickly. I stared at him; my mouth agape. How did he do that?!

"You're gonna have to be quicker than that to try to trick the King of Thieves!" Bakura said to me. I just stared at him with wide eyes. Maybe he would be good competition after all.

"Ryou…" Bakura said under his breath but I still heard it. He was looking at his feet, awkwardly hiding his face. Something stirred inside of me. It felt foreign; it was a feeling I couldn't deny. I felt pity, grief, and understanding for him.

"Bakura…" I said softly. My head was clearing and everything suddenly became brighter. I leaned into Bakura, not giving a thought about. Bakura gasped softly. Then he held me in his arms. He squeezed tighter; I think he did subconsciously. I smiled softly and looked up to see his face. He was smiling too, but that's not what caused me to laugh lightly. He was crying. A trail of tears was running down the great King of Thieves' face. He looked down at me, and then he noticed that he had just broken his tough guy act completely. He let go of me and took a few deep breaths as he tried to compose himself.

I laughed again but then my body began to feel heavy. I felt myself slowly falling. The last thing I remember is someone catching me before I hit the asphalt.

Bakura's POV

"Ryou?! Ryou?!" I frantically screamed. I followed my instincts and picked Ryou up into my arms. I tightened my grip on him and began to sprint out of the dark alley. I ran forever; twisting through alleys and sharply turning at certain streets. Eventually we reached our home. And what do you know, Yugi and his little groupies were outside my house. They were talking amongst themselves, intently focused on their discussion.

"Bakura!" Yugi called when he noticed me. Then he gasped when he saw Ryou in my arms. He rushed over to me.

"Thief, what happened?" The mighty Pharaoh asked me.

"He came back to me…" I answered and then looked at Ryou as I continued. "…But then he fainted."

"I see." He said as he began to ponder on something. "We'll help you." He said while motioning to his friends. I would have said no, but the way he said it made it sound so… definite. He walked briskly into my home while I followed close behind. He ran upstairs and into Ryou's room. He motioned for me to lay Ryou down on his bed. I slowly lowered Ryou onto his soft, blue- sheet covered bed.

"Do you know what were going to do know?" He asked me. He obviously already knew what it was we were doing, but wanted to see if I had an idea.

"If I did, you wouldn't be here." I said to him and not in the happiest tone either. He looked at me with a pair of pity- filled eyes. Why in hell did I even agree to let him help?!

"We're going into Ryou's soul room." He said simply. I stared at him; my mind had gone blank.

"But... but…" I tried to say no, but my mouth wouldn't work with me. I could not go back there. It was dark and dreary, but there was one thing I hated the most about it; it was comfortable, inviting. I didn't want to admit it to myself, but even as I had stood in the alley with Ryou something was wrong… with me. I felt stronger and refreshed as the scent of the man's blood had filled my senses.

I wasn't like that anymore, right? I wasn't a monster, a murderer, or a sadistic killer. I didn't plot my revenge against the Pharaoh or any of his friends anymore. I don't try to take the Millennium Rod from Malik whenever he came over. So why did I feel so… so… exhilarated.

"Bakura, are you okay with going back? You don't look to well." The Pharaoh said to me.

"Yah, let's go." I said as I took a deep breath to clear my head. I wouldn't give into my former desires, no matter how inviting they were.

"Let's begin." Yami said.

I could do this.

IkutosGirl: Hey Bakura, are you okay?

Bakura: Yah, why?

IkutosGirl: You seem… different…

Bakura: Don't worry, *smiles a VERY scary smile*, I'm fine.

IkutosGirl: Okaay… Keep a lookout for the next chapter, because things are about to get interesting. :D