Me: Hey guys! I am SO SUPER SORRY I have been crazy busy, and I haven't been able to do much because of school.
Ryou: It's okay
Bakura: Whatever. Please read & review
Atem: Silver doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh! just the plot.
Bakura ran to his motorcycle, made a quick stop to get Yugi, and went to the warehouse. He grabbed Yugi, and tied him to a chair. Yugi noticed that Bakura wasn't as rough this time. He thought he saw a tear run down Bakura's face. Yugi could tell he didn't want to do this. "Bakura, why are you doing this?" He said. Bakura turned so that Yugi couldn't see his face. Tears ran down his face. "You wouldn't understand. I've already given your brother to Dartz. You will be joining them soon. Look, I'm sorry. But I have to do this. Otherwise… Otherwise Dartz is going to kill… Oh, just nevermind." He said. He tried to wipe away any trace of tears from his face. He finished roping up Yugi, and went outside to watch for Dartz. Yugi watched him, puzzled. He had never in all his life seen Bakura so upset. What was he meaning, by Dartz was going to kill… Who was he going to kill? And why did this person matter so much to him? As he puzzled over this, Dartz finally pulled up. He had someone slung over his shoulder. Bakura bit his lip trying to hold back from crying. Yugi looked over.
Dartz came over and dumped Ryou into Bakura's arms. He walked over to Yugi, and untying him, grabbed him. "Your turning soft, Bakura. Looks like more of my jobs will be given to Marik. Guess you won't be making any money anytime soon." He said. "I don't care!" He said with tears streaming down his face. He didn't even care that Yugi and Dartz were there. Dartz rolled his eyes and left the two alone. Bakura thought he smelled something burning, but he didn't care. Nothing else mattered. Ryou's eyes slowly opened, and he stared back at Bakura. Then, Bakura wrapped his arms around Ryou pulling him into a hug and he continued crying. "I thought I'd never be able to see you again, my Angel." He said looking back into his eyes. Ryou looked up, and kissed him lightly. It was a struggle for him to sit up, but with Bakura's help he was able to do so. "Uh, Bakura! There's a fire!" Ryou said with fear lacing his eyes.
Bakura looked behind himself, and he could see the roaring orange and red colors. He gritted his teeth, and pulled himself up. With Ryou in his arms, it felt like he was ripping apart from where the motorcycle had landed on him. He ignored the pain and ran to the door. It was locked. "Dartz planned this the whole time!" He yelled. He set Ryou down, and with much effort he kicked at the door. It was an old wooden one, and he was hoping it would break away. Just as the fire licked at his skin, he kicked the door down. Bakura grabbed Ryou and ran, ignoring the fresh burn marks lacing his skin. He looked down and saw that Ryou was shaking. He too had burn marks. But it was the wrong door. The right one was only a few feet away, but it was covered in flame. "Bakura no, you'll get hurt! I, will get hurt." Ryou pleaded. Bakura gritted his teeth, pulled Ryou close to his chest, and jumped. The door was locked, he kept kicking it but it wouldn't break.