DISCLAIMER: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh. Yay... Family issues. I just love it. I'm sorry. I was just crying for two hours from social anxiety and a fight with my mother. Also, this is the part Kat was ready to kill me on. So, I apologize... Not really. Enjoy and feel free to comment :)

*Next Morning*

I wake up and find Bakura asleep on the floor. Why didn't he just get in the bed? I brush it off as he didn't mean to fall asleep last night. "Kitty? You can sleep up here." Bakura stirs and mumbles something really low. I sigh and walk over to him. "Come on dear. You are tired." I lift him as best I can and try to lay him on the bed. But, he wakes up in the middle of my struggle.

"What's going on?" Bakura pushes me to the ground. "Where's Layla?" I look up at him terrified. He sighs, relief washes over his face. "Layla, I'm sorry I fell asleep." I wrap my arms around him cautiously. "You're scared now, aren't you?" I nod my head slightly. Bakura holds me tightly and whispers. "I'm sorry; I thought someone came and took you. I thought they were trying to tie me up." I squeeze my eyes shut. This is so unlike him. What the hell is going on Bakura? You wouldn't care if I was kidnapped before. "It's going to be okay, I promise."

"When did you start caring?" I bury my face into his chest. "You wouldn't care before."

He sighs. "I guess I have changed, and you deserve to know the truth." I look up at him suspiciously. Maybe he is using me again. "When I came into this world I was angry and vengeful. All I cared about was getting revenge." Bakura leads me to the living room and onto the couch. "I thought of nothing else. When I failed a second time, I was full of despair. My two lives flashed before my eyes and I felt guilt about how I treated you. I saw how you obeyed me without question and that you did everything you could to make me happy, but all I did was harm you, punish you." I wipe away his tears. "I felt guilt about everything I've done to you. It filled me to the core and washed away my anger." He takes a deep breath. "I vowed that if I got a third chance at life I would find you; that I would make you happy. I wanted to give you the life you deserve." Tears spring to my eyes. "I found myself in my own body in the building Ryou lives in. I begged him to take me in and that I would prove that I would change. I did prove that I am kinder, but that I still have some evil still in my soul. I told him about you and he knew exactly who you were!" I look at him confused. "You both are regulars at the library." Oh, I guess that makes sense. "But you weren't there every time I went. It was like you never existed. I began to give up." I hold his hand. "I was walking home disappointed when the thugs started to attack me, and then you found me! Maybe that's all I needed was you finding me again!" Bakura smiles. "Just like last time." I kiss his cheek. "I thought it was a trick when I awoke in your bed. That's why I was cold toward you at first."

"I do not blame you." I lean against him. "I was in disbelief too." He pulls me onto his lap and I blush. "Thank you for telling me about this sudden change."

"I wish I was man enough to tell you from the beginning, and that is my only regret." Our lips are inches apart; I feel my face heating up. "That and not finding you sooner." His lips claim mine fiercely. Our tongues battle, but his wins. I feel it explore my mouth and pull his body closer to mine. He flips me over and straddles me. I feel him grow and pull at his shirt. The next thing I know we are skin to skin. "Don't worry; I love you too much to harm you ever again." Bakura enters me suddenly and I feel myself fill. I moan and bite his bottom lip. He thrusts against me again and again, each one with more power than before. I couldn't hold it back any longer and cry out his name. He shudders and fills my womb with his seed. I pant and hold onto him tightly. Bakura slowly removes himself from me and lifts me up. I feel so small and fragile in his arms. He carries me to our room. "Rest while I make you brunch."

"But-" Bakura kisses me before I could finish. "Alright, if that's what you want." He smirks and leaves the room. This is going to need some time to get used to. I get dressed and walk into the kitchen.

"Layla, I told you to rest." He shakes his head disapprovingly.

"I slept all night; you're the one who should be resting dear." I walk behind him and wrap my arms around his waist. "I can cook while my protector rests, okay?" Bakura smirks down at me. "What?"

"I'm not letting you cook when you lived through a lifetime of hell from me; don't you understand I'm trying to prove myself worthy of your love?" He kisses my forehead.

"Bakura, you have proven it to me. That's all that matters." I push him toward our bedroom. "Now sleep. You were up all night and you can't stay awake forever."

"Okay princess." But Bakura doesn't go into our room. "I'm going to be on the couch watching you cook as I rest."

"Bakura…" I give him a stern look. "I won't be able to forgive myself if you die from exhaustion. Please sleep." His stubborn self only moves to the couch and fixes his brown eyes on me. I sigh and continue cooking. Soon, though, I heard him snoring. "Good, my dear, you really need this nap." I make hotdogs and strawberry cheesecake. "Hopefully he likes this." I try to push the doubts from my mind, but they don't go away. "What if he doesn't?" I look over at him nervously. "Well, then I will make him something else when he wakes up." I eat my portion and start to read. Bakura is laying across from me on the couch. He looks so cute when he's asleep. I cross the room and sit in front of the couch next to him. I open my book again. I make it to chapter ten before I hear my name. I look around, but Bakura is still sleeping. He is saying my name in his sleep. I smile and stroke his hair. "Don't worry dear. I'm here and you're safe." Bakura snaps his eyes open and stares at me. I freeze in place. "You can go back to bed Kitty. Everything is alright." I calmly whisper.

"No, something's wrong. How long was I asleep?" He looks around anxiously.

"About four hours, why?" I reach out for his hand, but he stands up and starts pacing. "Bakura, you're scaring me."

"I need to call Melvin. He should have contacted me." Bakura pulls out his cell phone and paces again. I assume it's none of my business so I start cleaning up the apartment. "Damn it, Melvin, answer me!" Bakura shouts into the phone. I jump.

"Bakura, everything is going to be okay." I stand in front of him. "I promise."

"You don't understand Layla. I may have to leave for a while." My heart breaks, but I try to conceal it. "If I don't, well, people will get hurt."

"Take me with you." I hug him. "Don't leave me, please."

"It's too dangerous." He whispers. "I'm sorry." Before I could argue he kisses me roughly and runs out the door. I look around my apartment lost as sorrow fills me. I just lost him again, but this time he's alive.

I try to distract myself. I clean and reorganize everything in my apartment. By the time I was done it was time for dinner, but I wasn't hungry. I look around sadly. Will he even notice if I killed myself again? But what if he does return? I probably won't have another chance at life with him. I frantically pace the house. There has to be something I can do. I find Ryou's note with his number on it. You're my only chance, please pick up. I dial the number and wait anxiously. "Hello?"

"Hello Ryou, this is Layla. Is Bakura over there?" I try to stay calm.

"He just walked through the door. Do you want to talk to him?" Ryou asks.

"Yes, please." Relief is evident in my voice.

"Hello?" The gruff British voice on the other side makes my heart soar.

"Bakura, please come back. I am a nervous wreck. I'm scared and I want you to come home." I take a deep breath. "You can teach me to fight. I can help you, or at least protect myself so you can focus on this dilemma. Please?"

"I can't; you know that." His stern voice drives a knife into my heart. "Besides, you can move on properly now."

"No!" I startle myself by my loud voice. "I want you. If you do not want me, all you have to do is tell me. Just don't lie to me."

"I'm not lying. If I survive, I will return." I cannot read his tone.

"And how will I know if you don't?" I cry. "I can't live without you again."

"You can, and you will. Goodbye Layla." Bakura hangs up. I sink onto the couch. No, why didn't you give me an address Ryou? A knock on my door brings me to reality.

"Hello?" I open the door. Marik is there. I sigh. "What do you want?"

"Where's Bakura?" He looks at me suspiciously.

"How should I know?" I glare at him.

"Because you are harassing him and he is mine! I hold his heart!" Marik yells at me.

"Well that's great! Ask someone he loves then!" I slam my door in his face. So he just didn't want to tell me he doesn't love me. Thanks Marik, for showing me the truth. I wipe away the tears streaming down my face. Thanks for showing that I am not, and never was, important to my late husband. I run to my room and find the knife under the mattress. I scribble a few words down on a notepad and lay it in the open on top of my will. "Don't worry Bakura, everything is left to you. I hope you will be happy." I whisper. "I have always loved you." I dig the knife down my left leg first. It goes in two inches deep and runs down my entire leg. I do the same with my right leg. I lay down on my floor in front of my bed and feel the blood drain from my legs. "At least one of us found happiness." I take the knife again, but I pass out before I could finish my act.