So, did everyone enjoy their Thanksgiving? (If you celebrate it) Honestly, me? Not really...but I've just given up on the holidays honestly. Anyways, the YGOTAS t-shirts are on sale! *squeee! So I'm so getting one because yeah...

Anyways, I'm sorry this took a while. I had the worst time with this chapter. I still feel like it's lame, but I'm going to post it because if I don't I never will. So, I hope I'm not just being hard on myself and this chapter actually is good. It's probably fine and I'm just acting like a dumbass. We're leaving in the morning to head back to Raleigh, so hopefully I'll get back to McLeansville in time to watch Yugioh and Zexal *squeee! Hope y'all enjoy the chappie! Again, I'm sorry it's lame!

Endlessly:

I could love you endlessly, I could fall in love with you and we could keep a miracle alive. Every time I look in your eyes, I get lost inside of your soul. What are you doing to me? Don't you know that I hate you? Don't you want my blood on your hands? Don't you want me to scream? Don't you realize that it's too late to bring me back life? I'm already further than death. I'm drowning in my desire for you and my need to kill you. I want my hands covered in your blood, I want your skin underneath my fingertips I want you to reach out and touch me, I want you to burn me alive with your beautiful eyes. I want to hear your voice when I go to bed at night, I want to lie next to you and watch the world go by. I want to end you for good, I want to make you suffer, I want to see the look in your eyes when you look up at me when I hold the knife above your heart. I want you to know that any claims of hope you had of us is nothing but fantasy we'll never have. I want you to be the one that kills me, I want my blood on your hands.. I want you to end me I want to feel your passion. I want to feel your soul wrapping around mine. I want to know if you feel this too. I want to know if I can kill you now. I want to feel you underneath me I want to feel something besides this loneliness I feel inside. I want to bring the demon out of you.

I want to know if it hurts when I cut you up inside. I want to know if you really hate me or if I really hate you. I want to make me scream, I want to feel the power within me grow. I want you to knock me out, I want you to defeat me. I want something so much more from you than I could ever get. I want you to bleed, I want you to scream. I need you to know you're driving me crazy. I need you to know my soul burns passionately for you every time you give me that look I think I'm going to lose my mind. I want you dead, I want your soul to scream, to earn itself to me. I need you to know this isn't a game anymore. And what would you think if I told you that loved you this whole time? What would you say if I told you I never wanted to hate you, that I never loved you at all? What if I was playing with your mind?

What if I was lying right now? What if I told it was too personal to tell you how I felt about you? What if I told you that everything you've done to me was nothing more than just a wicked fantasies you dreamt of? What if I can't take it back? What if I don't want to? What if everything I said wasn't a lie? What if I tried to bring you back? What if I really did love you? Would you love me back, even though you think of me as a fool? Am I fool to fall in love with you? What if I told you that loving you is so impossible, it's not reality. I couldn't take it anymore. You burn me alive, I'd give myself to you if I could.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh. If I did, then Yugioh would have ended with Bakura and Yami admitting their undying love for one another and Seto would have pulled Joey into a kiss to shut him up because Puppy and Darkshipping rock!

Warnings: My usual, y'all know what that means, but for those of you who happen to be new to my awesomeness, it means there's lemony goodness!

Summary:

Moments away from destroying Zorc, Yami hesitates, asking Horakhty if she can set Bakura free. She agrees, telling Yami that in order for him to pass into the afterlife, he must break his enemy of the darkness, and he only as a year to do so.

Chapter Five: Floored

[Bakura's POV]:

His eyes widen as I come at him with full speed, we're sent plummeting to the floor in a tangled mess. I use the opportunity to punch him in the mouth. He grabs my hair, jerking me away from him. I snarl grabbing his wrist I jerk him over me, both of us fall down. I stand up on shaky legs, the Pharaoh doing the same. He charges at me this time, sending me down to the floor. I won't let him have the upper hand though. I wrap my legs around him, forcing me on top of him, straddling his hips. I pin his wrist with one hand and with the other, wrap it around his throat. He bucks against me, trying to get free from the hold he's in. I tighten my grip around his throat in reaction.

"B-Bakura," he rasps.

"It's time to die your highness." I snarl. "Any last words."

"Yeah," another voice says: "I've got five: let him go now, Bakura!"

"M-Marik." my victim gasps.

I stand up. The Pharaoh sits up slowly, holding his throat,he coughs and gasps for air. I turn around only be slapped in the face so hard it sends me to the floor. I stand up quickly, punching Marik in the face.

"What the fuck was that for?!" I shout.

Marik wipes his lip with the back of his hand. He glares at me. "What do you think it was for?" he hisses. "You're hurting Yami."

"And?" I spit. "You know how I feel about him! It's time for him to die!"

Marik lets out a chilling laugh. "You don't even know how much you owe that man do you?!" Marik shouts. "How he saved your life-no your existence! You're so self centered you can't see beyond yourself!"

"Like you're one to talk?!" I yell. "You're the most egocentrical mother fucker I've ever met!"

"At least I can admit it! But, unlike you, I do appreciate things. I know who I can trust and who I can't." Marik yells.

"And let me guess, you trust the Pharaoh right?" I laugh.

"I do," Marik says looking around me at him, "I trust him with my life."

"Then you're a fool." I snarl looking down at my enemy. "But since I'm not, I'll go back to destroying him."

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Marik says.

"And why not?" I hiss looking back up at my ex. "I'll destroy this fool with the power of my Millennium Ring!"

"What Ring?" Marik sneers.

I narrow my eyes at him, then I look down to see that the Ring isn't on me. I turn to my the Pharaoh who has managed to get back to his feet.

"Where is it?!" I scream charging at him. Marik grabs me by the arms, holding me in place. I thrash in his hold. "Let go Marik!"

"No." he states firmly. "Not until you calm down."

"Bakura," the Pharaoh says. "There's something I need to tell you…"

"I don't wanna hear it!" I snarl. "Give me back my Ring!"

"He can't, you idiot!" Marik snaps tightening his hold on me.

"Why not?" I growl.

"Because I destroyed them." the Pharaoh replies.

"What the fuck is going on?!" I shout.

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[Yami's POV]:

I knew that Bakura was going to be upset when he woke up, I just didn't think it'd be this bad. He attacked me, nearly strangling me to death. If it weren't for Marik, I'd be dead for sure. Bakura wants answers and I plan on giving them to him.

"Can you act like a civilized human being and let Yami explain everything?" Marik asks.

"Whatever," Bakura growls.

Marik lets Bakura go, leading him to the bed.

"Lie down," Marik commands pushing Bakura by his chest onto the bed.

"Stop Marik-"

"If you don't lie down and go to sleep I'm going to chain you to this bed." Marik threatens.

Bakura searches Marik for a bluff, when he finds the ex-tombkeeper is being serious, he falls back against the bed.

"Fine," he growls through gritted teeth.

"Good, Yami I think it'd be best if you left, you've already gotten attacked once tonight." Marik says turning to face me.

"My thoughts exactly. Are you staying in here with Bakura?" I ask.

Marik nods.

"Wait, why is anyone staying in here with me and why am I not getting any answers?!" Bakura shouts.

"Because it's three o'clock at night and we're tired so you're going to have to wait." Marik says.

Bakura looks up at me. "You will tell me what's going on, Pharaoh." Bakura growls.

"Atem," Marik says.

Bakura and I look over at him.

"What?" Bakura asks.

"His name is Atem," Marik says. "Or you can call him Yami." he looks at me. "And his name is Bakura. I don't want either one of you to call each other anything but your names understand?"

"You know your name?!" Bakura all but screams.

I sigh. "Yes, Bakura, I know my name."

"You-"

"What did I tell you?" Marik says. "Tomorrow. Good night Yami."

"Good night Marik, Bakura." I say.

Bakura grunts shifting in the bed so his back is away from me. Why did I ever agree to this?

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[Bakura' POV]:

So after a night of sleepless rest lying next to Marik because he fell asleep after the Pharaoh left, he fell right to sleep, everyone gathered in the living room: friendship bitch, the mutt, bland ass, the Pharaoh's bitch of a midget, Marik, dice boy, and, of course, my awesome self.

"Since when did you get back into town?" the mutt asks dice boy.

"A few days ago." the annoying prick replies playing with that stupid dice in his ear. I will never know what is so amazing about some stupid white cube with dots, but then again he'd probably ask me what I see in death.

"Alright, is everyone settled in?" the friendship girl asks.

"Why are you people even here?" I ask tersely.

"Because we're Yami's friends." the friendship bitch replies.

"This doesn't concern any of you-"

"I say it does." the dice boy says.

"Do you know what happened to the last person that interrupted me?" I hiss.

"What?" the mutt asks.

"I don't know because it's never happened."

"Bakura, you need to calm down." Marik says. "How is anyone going to tell you anything if you're acting like a dickhead?"

"You're one to talk." I spit.

Marik rolls his eyes.

"Anyways," the Pharaoh says. "I don't want anyone talking until I'm done, is that clear?"

His loyal bitch squad nods. "I defeated Zorc, Bakura. I called upon Horakhty and she destroyed him. I destroyed the Millennium items-"

"Then how the hell are you and I still here?" I snap.

"We were released from our items." he replies.

"Why?" I ask.

"How else am I going to save you if you're destroyed?" the Pharaoh asks.

My eyes double in size. What does he mean, 'save me'? What's going on here?! One minute I'm in the Shadow Realm then the next I'm waking up to find that I'm in my own body….

"Where is Hikari?" I ask.

"Ryou is with his dad." the Pharaoh replies.

"Why am I here?" I ask.

"I already told you: because I'm saving you." he says.

I burst into a fit of laughter. The Pharaoh's going to save me?! From what exactly? He has got to have lost his mind!

"You really shouldn't be laughing." Marik says.

"And why is that?" I sneer.

"Because he saved your life!" the mutt exclaims.

"What did the Pharaoh tell you about interrupting him? And as far as me thanking him, I'll thank him when the world ends, wait it should have! So tell me: why am I here and Zorc isn't? We're one in the same." I snap.

"Apparently, you're not because I was able to have Horakhty separate the two of you." the Pharaoh says. "I destroyed Zorc, and saved you."

"Alright, enough of these games!" I shout. "I know this is just an illusion. There's no way you could want to save me, and from what exactly, I haven't the slightest clue. We've been enemies for millennia. You can't just wake up one day and then decide: 'hey today I feel like being generous with someone who wants to kill me even though why is my fault, but I'll be nice to them and save them.' Pathetic!"

"Can you not appreciate anything?!" Bland Ass hisses. "Yami's done nothing but-"

"Tristan," the Pharaoh says holding his hand up. "That's enough. I'll handle this."

Bland Ass looks as if he wants to protest, but decides against it leaning back against the couch.

"I'm not heartless like you think I am Bakura. I know what would happened to you if I didn't save you. We may be enemies, but I don't want you destroyed. So, Horakhty told me that I had a year to save you, to expel the darkness from you." the Pharaoh says.

Silence fills the air before I burst out into a fit of laughter. "That's the stupidest shit I've ever heard! I think that's enough now Pharaoh. Trick's over, let's get back to our fight." I stop laughing. Silence fills the air once more. Okay, something is wrong. My eyes widen in realization. "You mean to tell me that this is real?!"

"Of course it's real," Marik scoffs rolling his eyes. "Yami isn't cruel, Bakura."

I narrow my eyes at him.

"Well, I think this visit's gone on long enough." I say getting up. "I'll be taking my leave now-"

"And where do you think you're going to go?" Marik asks.

"Wherever I feel like." I snap.

"This isn't Egypt." the Pharaoh says. "You're staying here with Yugi and me, and that's final."

"You're not the boss of me!" I hiss.

"Do you not care what happens to you if you don't let Yami help you?!" the Pharaoh's bitch of a midget shouts.

I shrug. "Not really. I don't want to be here, and I'm not going to be. None of you are going to keep me here. I make my own choices, understand? Now unless all of you would like to die, I suggest you step aside." I say walking over towards the door.

"Do you really think you're going to survive a night out there?" Marik asks. "You can't even stand up straight!"

"I'll be just fine, I've taken care of myself in worse conditions." I say turning the knob and heading out the door.

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[Yugi's POV]:

I woke up this morning cuddling up next to Yami. I didn't even know he came in my room last night! It scared me to wake up with my head on his chest. Gramp said I always sleep strangely, I believe it now. Yami informed me that Bakura was awake and they got in a fight. I'm not surprised, Bakura does hate Yami. I don't know how we're going to pull this off. I called everyone telling them that Bakura had awakened and Yami wanted everyone at the house.

Bakura didn't take the news too well and now he's wandering who knows where. Marik went after him. I just hope he can bring Bakura back here. He has no business being on the streets in his condition. I mean he just woke up last night! Does he not care that his body is fragile still? He seems to think that all of this is a joke. Yami would never joke about something of this magnitude.

"Marik's been gone for an awfully long time." Tristan says.

"He'll be back," I say glancing over at Yami, "with Bakura."

"We're just wasting our time." Duke says twirling a lock of his black hair.

"Duke we've already told you-" Anzu says.

"I know, I know." he says cutting her off. "But do you really think that keeping him here against his will is really the best course of action? He's not going to listen to Yami, or any of us. Hell, the only one he'd ever truly listen to is Marik and you saw how he stormed out of here even with Marik telling him it was a bad idea, he still left."

"Then what do you suggest, Duke?" Tristan asks.

Duke shrugs. "I don't know," he replies looking over at Yami. "But if you expect to save Bakura, I suggest you not push him right now."

"I guess Yami and I could use our Battle City reward money to get Bakura an apartment." I suggest.

"Yug, I don't think that's a good-"

"It's the only option we have." Yami says.

"But that's your money that you earned." Tristan says. "You shouldn't have to spend it on Bakura. He should learn to adapt to things."

"Bakura's all 'bout Bakura. He doesn't care about anyone-"

Joey stops mid-sentence. We give him a puzzling look then look over at the entranceway to see Bakura and Marik. The look on Bakura's face, I can't describe it. Did what Joey say affect him somehow?

"If I'm going to stay here then there's some ground rules that you freaks are going to obey, understand?" Bakura asks tersely.

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[Marik's POV]:

After Bakura stormed out of the house, I left. I've been searching for about two hours and I still can't find him. It's starting to rain, just great. I really need to find Bakura, he's in no condition to be playing around out here. I swear he never thinks. That's how he got his ass in this mess in the first place.

I spot Bakura in the alleyway where we first met. He's leaning against the wall the rain causing his hair to fall in his eyes. I park my motorcycle, getting off of it. Bakura doesn't even seem to notice I'm here. He's staring at the wall, lost in space.

"You're going to catch pneumonia out here." I say. Still, there's no answer. I walk closer to him so we're about a foot apart. "Bakura, come on. Why are you out here?"

Bakura looks at me, piercing me with that gaze that used to make me weak at the knees.

"Leave," he orders.

"What?" I ask.

"You heard me, Marik." Bakura says.

"If you honestly think I'm going to leave you out here in the rain then you have another thing coming!" I shout.

"I can take care of myself, Marik. I don't need you or the Pharaoh babysitting me." Bakura says.

"No one is going to babysit you." I shout. "We know you can take care of yourself."

"Then why are you trying to get me to go back with you to that fool's house? You know how much I hate him Marik! You know what he did-"

"You just think that he did it, you can't even accept reality because you're too lost in your own pain. Maybe if you gave Yami a chance you'd realize that-"

Suddenly, I'm being slammed against the wall by my best friend.

"Unlike you, Marik, I'm not going to lower myself to his level. I hate him! Why are you trying to make me be at that house with him? Knowing we're going to end up killing one another! He hates me too! He may have helped you, but I don't need or do I want his pathetic help!" Bakura hisses.

"Bakura, I know it's hard." I say pushing him away from me. "And I know that you and Yami don't get along, but if you don't then…"

"You know what? I don't care what happens to me! It's not like the Pharaoh can really save me or whatever the hell he's trying to do. I just want to be left alone!"

"Well, that's not happening! You are in no condition to be wandering out here. Look, how about this. If I keep Yami away from you for a while, do you think you can stay there? I don't have the money to buy you a place to live and-"

"I'll just go live with Hikari." Bakura says. "You're making this more difficult than it needs to be."

"Alright, let's go to Ryou's and see what he says." I say.

"I don't give a fuck what he says!" Bakura snaps. "I'm not staying with the damn Pharaoh and his group of bitches!"

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[Bakura's POV]:

Marik came searching for me. I knew he would. He tried to convince me to come back with him, that's not happening. We're on our way to Hikari's house. I hate riding on this stupid motorcycle of his. It makes me look so gay sitting on the back of it with my arms around his waist. I mean I am gay, but it makes me look like the bitch. Which, I am not. I have never been anyone's bitch and I never will. It's weakness. Everything that feels 'good' is weak. The only thing that's real is pain and misery. One day these fools will learn.

We arrive at Hikari's house. I nearly fall, trying to get to the front door. Marik wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me up.

"I told you, you were in no condition to be out here." Marik says.

"And why exactly am I so weak?" I snarl.

"Your battle with the Pharaoh-"

"I should have known it was his fault." I mutter as we make our way to the front door.

"You're the one that brought Zorc into the world." Marik says. "You should have known that he was going to drain your energy."

"He can drain all the blood from my veins and cum from my balls, as long as he gives me ultimate power." I snap.

Marik shakes his head. We finally reach Hikari's front door. His driveway is just way too damn long! Of course, he is kind of rich. Not as rich as Kaiba, but he definitely lives in a bigger house than the Pharaoh's bitch of a midget house. I mean the Pharaoh and the midget have money from winning Battle City, so why doesn't he want-you know what? I don't give a damn. If he wants to be stupid and live in a house for fools then he can go right ahead.

Marik reaches for the doorbell, but I stop him.

"Wait," I say.

"Why?" he asks.

"Because of this," I say opening the screen door and taking an envelop attached to the door. I hand it to Marik, even though it has my name on it. He gives me a look before opening it.

"Well, that plan's shot to hell." Marik says. "So do you have anywhere else you can live or will you be staying at Yugi's house?"

I snatch the letter from Marik reading it. Apparently, Hikari has gone to Egypt with his father and won't be back until summer break is over, meaning he's not going to be sending any money up here for me to live off of. Just great! Well, I guess if Marik's at the Pharaoh's then…

"If I'm going to stay at that fool's house then we're going to have to set some ground rules." I say.

Marik laughs. "But of course,"

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[Yami's POV]:

I tried to tell Bakura what had happened. He thinks that I'm messing with him. He should know I'd never do something like that. We've known each other for millennia, except, we really don't know each other. Everyone is arguing amongst themselves. Duke thinks I'm wasting my time. I probably am, but I won't give up on Bakura. He needs me, and I'll do whatever I have to do in order to save him. He may not like it, but there's nothing I can do about it. I'm the one that asked Horakhty if I could save him. Why, I still can't figure out, but perhaps one day I'll be able to figure it out.

Bakura doesn't want to stay here, that much is obvious. Mr. Mouto told us that he had gotten a call from Ryou early this morning saying that he left to go to Egypt with his father for the summer. I'm glad it's summer break right now, going to school with this mess isn't the best thing for me-or for anyone-right now.

"I guess Yami and I could use our Battle City reward money to get Bakura an apartment." Yugi suggests.

"Yug, I don't think that's a good-"

"It's the only option we have." I say.

"But that's your money that you earned." Tristan says. "You shouldn't have to spend it on Bakura. He should learn to adapt to things."

"Bakura's all 'bout Bakura. He doesn't care about anyone-"

Joey stops mid-sentence. And I know immediately why too, Bakura's standing in the middle of the entranceway, soaking wet. Marik standing behind him. The look in Bakura's eyes is the same look he gave me when we were playing the RPG game and I told him he never had any friends. Bakura's other side is trying to come out. I wished he'd let things go, forget the past and let me help him. But, I know that will never happen.

Bakura stares at me for what seems like forever, then he turns to everyone else.

"If I'm going to stay here then there's some ground rules that you freaks are going to obey, understand?" Bakura asks tersely.

"And since when did anyone say ya could lay down the law?" Joey growls.

"Since I was born," Bakura replies. "Now then, since I'm king, I expect my food to be brought to me when I am hungry and I expect it to be done right. Also, I do not want to be disturbed by any of you idiots. When you want to party, keep it down here. No one but Marik-"

"How is Yams gonna save your ungrateful ass if he can't even get near you?!" Joey shouts.

Bakura narrows his eyes at my friend. "I never asked for his assistance." Bakura sneers. "I'm only here temporarily."

"Good, no one wants your ass here anyways." Tristan says.

"Tristan, Joey, that's enough!" I shout.

"We're just saying-" Joey says.

"I don't care." I say. "Bakura's going to be living with us and you will show him respect, understand?"

"And why should we show him respect when he's not going to show it to us?" Duke asks.

"Two wrongs don't make a right." Anzu says.

"No, they make a left." Bakura says.

Silence fills the room before everyone burst into a fit of laughter, including me. Bakura just stands there staring at everyone as we continue laughing.

"Wow, I didn't realize you were so funny Bakura." Yugi giggles.

"I just say the truth." Bakura scoffs. "Nothing to laugh about."

"Anyways," Duke says. "What else does Princess want?"

"Unless you'd like to die, Dice Boy, I'd suggest you keep those comments to yourself." Bakura sneers.

Duke rolls his eyes.

"What else do you require, Bakura?" I ask.

"Besides you begging for death? Nothing, just stay out of my way and I won't kill you or your freakshow members." Bakura says.

"Why do ya have to be so rude?" Joey asks.

"Because I can be, why do you have to be so stupid?" Bakura sneers.

"Why I oughta-" Joey growls trying to get over to Bakura, but Duke and Tristan hold him back.

"I will never understand what Kaiba sees in you." Bakura says.

Joey settles down. "What?"

Bakura burst out into a fit of laughter. "You mean you don't know? Wow. How could you not know about that? It's pretty obvious Kaiba wants to fuck you senseless."

Joey's face heats up.

"Bakura, that was uncalled for!" Anzu chatises.

"No, it was necessary because otherwise they wouldn't have done anything about it." Bakura snaps. "If you fools waited on the mutt and Kaiba to make a move then the world would have ended. Though, it should have ended already."

"Why do you want to destroy the world anyways?" Tristan asks. "What purpose will it serve?"

"Bakura, let's go to your room." Marik says. He gives me a look, I nod in understanding.

"Whatever," Bakura snaps. "Remember what I said: bother me and all of you faggots will regret it."

Before anyone can say anything, Bakura and Marik leave heading up the stairs.

"Does he have to be such an asshole?" Tristan mutters.

"Guys, we're just going to have to deal with Bakura's rudeness." Yugi says. "I don't like it either, but we have to remember that Bakura has a lot of darkness inside of him, so he's going to say and do things we don't like."

"He's so damn stupid he's offending himself." Duke scoffs.

"Bakura isn't stupid." I say.

"Yami, you are seriously wasting your time on him." Duke says.

"That's your opinion Duke." Yugi says. "If Yami feels like he can help Bakura, then we should let him."

"Hey, I'm not stopping him. I'm just stating the obvious. When the year is over and he gets destroyed then-"

I stand up, heading out of the room.

"Yami?" Yugi asks standing up. "Where are you going?"

"Out," I say.

"But it's raining." Anzu says. "You're going to get sick."

I don't answer. I walk into the shop area, walking outside into the pouring rain.

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I'm hoping the next chappie will be better. I'm not sure when it'll be posted up, but hopefully soon. My semester is ending the 10th of December so I'm going to have a final and a paper to write...but I might be able to have a chappie or two in here before Monday. Let's cross our fingers! *crosses fingers* Review lovelies!