BlackOfDay-I haven't seen anything more recent though (tidbits, but not a lot of it). I'm a little lost once Itachi comes in, but I'm positive that he's Sasuke's brother, and I think he's the one who killed the Uchiha clan. Sorry, you'll never find out Malik's reaction.

Pharaoh Felicia-I'm sure that Bakura was thrilled when you broke up with him.

journey maker-Out of all the people who review this story, you're the one who seems to get the most emotional.

dragonlady222-She's a samrt baby, isn't she?

Anonymous-Yeah, I wanna draw her...

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Chapter 29

After several minutes of silence Bakura vanished into thing air. I wanted to ask why, but before I could, my father came in "Hey, Ryou, how's Aori doing?"

"Great"

"Look, about the whole pregnancy thing. I want to know what really happened" he sat down on my bed

"I already told you" I replied "Don't you trust me?"

"I did" he sighed "But Aori's eyes… their just like that boy's… that friend of yours. Ryou, be honest with me. Did you just have sex with that boy and lie so you wouldn't get in trouble"

"No… I…"

"Well, who else could have Aori gotten her eyes from?"

"From… from Marik"

"Isn't that you're friend"

"No, he's Malik"

"So whose Marik?"

"The boy who raped me" I said quietly

/Sure…/

/Well, it would have been rape if you weren't in control/

"And you've seen this boy since then, or before?"

"A few times"

"Do you know where he lives?"

I lied "No. I've never asked him, or tried following him"

"And he has lavender eyes too?"

"Yes. He looks a lot like Malik"

"Did you ever think Malik might be pulling your leg, and they're the same person"

He didn't know the half of it "I've seen them both at the same time before" I said honestly.

"Fine" he stood up "What does this Marik person look like exactly?"

"He has tan skin, lavender eyes, and almost white hair that sticks up like he got struck by lightning" my father gave me an odd look "I think he goes through a bottle of hair gel a day" I added, though it's my personal belief that his hair does that naturally.

"Okay…" my father didn't look convinced, but left anyway.

Bakura reappeared "Didn't Marik cut his hair?"

"He did, but…"

"You don't want him getting in trouble?"

"It'll get Malik in trouble too. I don't hate Malik, I just… don't want to be around him. So… so I don't want him in trouble"

"And you don't want to get in trouble either"

"I shouldn't. I mean, I really had no roll in causing all this" I sighed "You did"

"Sorry" I couldn't tell if he meant it or not. I don't think he could either.

"So… that would make you Aori's real parent, wouldn't it?"

"You're the one who went through all the trouble" Bakura muttered "She's yours, and you know it"

"But still…" I continued "You're the one… the one who stayed by me the whole time…"

"So does that mean you'll take me up now?"

"I guess… Don't think this means anything. We're not a couple" I said sternly "but… but if Aori really thinks you're her dad… I suppose you can be…"

"Fine" Bakura grinned that devilish way he did whenever he schemed something "I'll accept that… for now"

SnowCreek: This is actually not how I envisioned my story ending, but I want it to end so this'll have to do (29 chapters, ai ai ai. How on earth did I do that?)