Hey, here's the lovely chapter 10! I look forward to your reviews on this one. I have a small problem. I've been an idiot this whole story. There is 3 weeks until Christmas Eve and there are 2 chapters left. I intended on updating every Saturday until December 24th but with 2 chapters, it would be finished 17th December. So I am going to split the final chapter into 2. Anyway I hope you like this chapter, it was my favourite to write ^^ So enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Yugioh or A Christmas Carol

WARNING: Shonenai and you may need tissues for this chapter!

Chapter 10

Bakura looked at the hooded figure with eyes that were darker than their usual dark brown, at first glance they looked black, they also looked dull and lifeless. The figure had a floating black cape with its hood drawn up, covering its face. It looked like Death himself.

"Am I right in assuming you are the spirit of the Christmas future?" The figure didn't answer, so Bakura took the silence as a yes. Bakura looked around and saw that he was in his bedroom, only it was dark and messy. He looked at his bed and saw himself; he looked like a shadow of his former self, much like what he was feeling now. As he looked he saw himself drinking strong scotch whiskey and he seemed to be looking a picture of Ryou he had never seen before. Bakura growled at his future self.

"Well fucking do something! Go and find him you useless bastard!" He shouted, not caring that his future self couldn't hear or see him, still he screamed in frustration and pulled his hair. He jumped when he felt something touch his shoulder and the scene begin to change.

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When the scene cleared; it was misty and he didn't realise where he was. When Bakura looked at the spirit, he pointed his long, bony finger towards something behind Bakura. Bakura followed the direction which the spirit pointed at and realised they were in Domino graveyard, which Ryou always visited every year to visit his mother and sister. With a jolt, he realised that he should never have taken those items that once belonged to his mother and the star that his sister has chosen. He would have been furious too if someone took the one thing he had left from his home in Kul Elna, which funnily enough was the Millennium Ring. With a nervous look at the spirit behind him, he walked slowly towards the gate. The spirit, having little patience touched Bakura with its finger and they were suddenly stood in the middle of the graveyard. Bakura looked at the spirit annoyed.

"Why are we here?" The spirit ignored Bakura.

"I don't care for who dies; just tell me what happens to Ryou!" Bakura shouted urgently. The spirit pointed towards the grave that was 3 headstones away. Bakura stared and his eyes widened to see Malik, Marik, Yugi, Yami, Joey and Seto stood there. Yugi and Malik were crying, whilst their Yamis hugged them and looked like they were trying not to cry. Joey was shaking, with tears threatening to fall from his eyes, whilst Seto had his hand on Joey's shoulder, his eyes as hard as ice watching the scene before him. Bakura looked at the spirit and started walking towards the grave, with the spirit following him. When he got to the grave and read the name on the gravestone, it was then Bakura fell to his knees.

"NO!" Bakura screamed. Not him! Anyone but him! But how? Why? Bakura wondered as tears fell thick and fast as his felt he lost the last person who had ever truly cared about him, for on the gravestone it read;

R.I.P
Ryou Bakura
b. 02/09/1987
d. 31/12/2011
Will be sorely missed by
all who knew him.
A beloved son and friend.
He was of tender heart and light.

Bakura placed a hand on the patch of where Ryou lay.

"Did I do this...?" Bakura whispered. Knowing him, he probably drove Ryou to death. But that didn't mean he ever wanted his hikari to die. He felt like he was being ripped in half by looking at the gravestone.

"Please spirit! Let me out of this madness!" He pleaded. The spirit ignored him as it seems he wanted to show more to Bakura. The scene changed.

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"I'm not going! Bakura deserved to die!" Yami said coldly. Bakura could hardly find an argument to this. Wait he died? Bakura looked as Yugi looked solemn.

"But we got to go. For Ryou's sake." Yugi tried. But Yami shook his head. Bakura was shocked. It was not like Yami to deny his hikari's request and over him wasn't even necessary Bakura thought. Was there anything that wasn't his fault?

"Aibou, Ryou wanted nothing more than for Bakura to return his feelings, but the thief didn't even return his feelings, he stole Ryou's heart and he wasn't even at the funeral! Even though we sent a letter to him informing him of Ryou's death! If he couldn't be there for Ryou's funeral, then we are not obliged to go to his!" There was finality in his tone that even Yugi couldn't fight the case anymore. Bakura expected this. He knew Ryou touched the hearts of everyone he met.

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The scene began to change again. This time he was back in his own home he shared with Ryou, only he was in his bedroom. It looked empty for some reason, and Malik and Marik were in there.

"Look at this!" Bakura heard Malik growl as he emerged from underneath his bed. There in his hands were empty alcohol bottles. Bakura tilted his head. He didn't ever drink before. But he saw himself drinking in another glimpse of his future, so it must have been after Ryou had left him. Those thought alone made his whole body ache with sadness and pain. Why didn't Malik tell him that Ryou loved him? Surely Malik liked him at least a little? Did Ryou stop Malik from telling him or did Malik decide not to interfere? Bakura sighed.

"How long did the landlord say we had to empty this house?" Marik asked Malik. Malik dumped all the empty bottles in a black bag and then stood there quietly looking thoughtful.

"I think about a week. If that..." Marik shrugged and continued what he was doing which was putting all his weapons in a suitcase, which Bakura noticed Marik was going to keep secretly.

"Do you miss Bakura at all?" Malik asked Marik.

"I missed it when we were all still together. Bakura was the only one who could relate to me in a way. We understood each other until Ryou left him and he shunned everyone away, including me." Malik nodded as he rummaged through his things. After a while of silence, Marik seemed to find something interesting.

"Hey Malik-pretty..." Marik called as he searched through a drawer next to Bakura's bed. Bakura growled, that was where he kept his private stuff.

"What is it?" Malik asked approaching Marik and stopped dead at seeing inside the drawer.

"The millennium ring..." Malik whispered. And there it lay on top of a picture of Ryou, which Bakura realised was from the scene from earlier, he's never seen it before, he wondered where it came from. He growled as Malik picked the picture up. Bakura's heart ached again as he looked at the smiling face of his light. Malik had tears in his eyes.

"Look at him! He looks so happy... I wonder why Bakura had it in here." Marik looked at Malik exasperatedly.

"You mean you didn't know?" Malik looked sharply at his darkness.

"Know what?" Marik rolled his eyes.

"Bakura loved Ryou, without even knowing himself." Malik eyes widened.

"WHAT? Since when?" Malik demanded.

"Since we all came back from the afterlife." Malik growled at his darkness and Bakura stared confused at Marik. What? He doesn't love Ryou... does he? Bakura stiffened as the truth finally dawned on him, on why he pushed Ryou away, it was the fear of being rejected, and why he turned to alcohol in the future after Ryou left him... He loved Ryou! All this time and Bakura never realised it and nobody else except for Marik, who was meant to be insane! How observant he was and yet, why didn't he tell anyone or even Malik?

"Why didn't you tell me this?" Malik nearly screamed at his yami.

"This would have saved both their lives and we wouldn't be in this mess now!" Malik staggered to the bed and groaned.

"But- I thought you knew." Marik said surprised. Malik shook his head.

"If I had, I would have told Ryou and slapped Bakura into admitting it!" Marik frowned.

"But you knew of Ryou's feelings… Why didn't you just tell Bakura?" Malik sighed.

"I thought Bakura would laugh and then make fun of Ryou." Marik nodded and Bakura's head was spinning. He stared at the spirit as he the scene suddenly went back to the graveyard before, and there he saw next to Ryou's grave was his own headstone. It just said;

R.I.P
Bakura Touzoku.
b. 29/01/1489
d. 23/03/2012
A free spirit.

The hole was not yet dug back up, so he could see his own coffin. Bakura was feeling dizzy as the world span around him, he turned and saw as the spirit rushed towards him, causing Bakura to stagger back with a yell and fall into his own grave and the spirit loomed over him causing Bakura to yell out again in fright as the spirit came closer and closer, Bakura closed his eyes and shielded his head with his arms as everything black.

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Did you like this chapter? I hope so! ^^ Review please! *Chibi eyes* I accept flames, but not insults! Otherwise Yami Marik will give you a hug! xD