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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 Forty: Void

[Serenity's POV]:

No matter how many tears I shed, more only fall as my brother and boyfriend hold me close to them. Each comforting me in their own way, but trying to comfort themselves as well. This is just too much pain to bear. How could someone as amazing as Bakura be taking from this world? It's not fair!

Kaiba forced us to stay out of Bakura's room and let Yami be with him alone. Everyone reacted to Bakura's passing in a different way. While I cried my eyes out and clung to the two people that could truly give me the comfort I needed, others went outside, hurt themselves, hurt each other, pretend to read or just bottled it up inside.

Now we're in the room with Yami. He hasn't looked up at us and neither of us has said anything to him. What is there to say really? We're sorry? It's not going to change anything. I swallow thickly, walking slowly up to Yami. I place a comforting hand on his back. He jolts at the contact.

"We're here for you, Yami." I whisper. I look over my shoulder at the others standing around the room. "We all are."

"Serenity's right, Yams." Joey says trying to keep his voice void of pain. "We'll get through this together."

Yami doesn't say anything. He continousely runs his fingers through Bakura's hair and kisses his hand and cheeks, clinging to him desperately. I wished I could do something. I wish there was a way to bring him back. I'd give my heart to him if I could, but then where would that leave Mokuba and Joey? Or the others?

I know Kaiba's team is desperately trying to find a heart transplate for Bakura, but so far…things aren't looking too good. But I know they'll find one! They have to because if they don't….

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[Joey's POV]:

We all stand in the room where Bakura is and watch as one of my best friends clings to his lifeless lover in hopes that maybe his kisses will bring him back from the dead, but we all know the truth: Baku isn't coming back.

Seto's team is trying so desperately to find a heart transplate for Bakura, but so far they're coming up empty handed. My lover isn't liking the sound of dis and his other team is trying to find a way to stop Bakura's internal bleeding my sealing dat hole in his heart.

It hurts. Gods it hurts so damn much! I wished there was somethin' I could have done! Somethin' I could do, but we can't. I hate being so helpless. Bakura didn't deserve this! Serenity does her best to comfort Yams and I try to help her, but I know I'm not very convincin'. How can I possibly have Yams believe everythin' will be alright when it won't be?

"Dat fuckin' bastard!" I hiss staring at Bakura. I walk to the other side of the room and punch the wall. No one tries to stop me there's really no point. Serenity walks over to me, wrapping her arms around my waist.

"We have to be strong, big brother." She whispers tears sliding down her cheeks. "For Yami."

"I know." I mutter looking over at him. I see Yugi and Ryou walking up to him. Yami clings to Yugi for a moment then to Ryou. It hurts so much to watch dis. What did we do to deserve it? What did Baku do to deserve it?

"At least he died knowing we loved him." Mokuba mumbles from beside of us.

Serenity lets go of me and wipes her tears away. Mokuba wraps an arm around her shoulders rubbing her arm in comfort. "That's true." She says.

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[Mokuba's POV]:

I have always be taught to be strong, but sometimes it's impossible to especially when one of your friends dies so tragically. I understand why he did it, but I just wished that it didn't have to be this way. Nii-sama is trying everything he can to help Bakura. He stayed in here for a moment, but then stepped out. I'm assuming he's checking on the progress. We've got several teams working on the issue. I know that we can find a way to bring Bakura back to life. We have to!

After sobbing uncontrollably in Ryou's and Yugi's arms, Yami stands up on shaky legs letting out a heavy sigh. The rest of us walk over to him.

"We're here for ya man." Tristan says.

"If you need anything let us know." Anzu chokes, tears sliding down her face.

"Thank you." Yami mutters looking around the room. "All of you."

We all smile at him.

"Do you want anything to eat, Yami?" I ask. "I can get you something."

"No thank you, Mokuba." He says sadly looking at Bakura. "I just don't have much of an appetite."

"You need to eat Yams." Joey says. "You haven't eaten in quite some time. I know you're hungry."

Yami shakes his head. "Thank you Joey, but I…"

"Do you want to be alone?" Mai asks.

"No that's-"

"I'd like to speak with him, if that's okay." Mr. Muto says. We turn to see him standing by the door. 'That is, if it's okay with all of you."

"Sure, Grandpa." Yugi says. We each give Yami a hug and we take our leave.

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[Seto's POV]:

I walk out of the room that Bakura and the others are in. Seeing Yami in that shape breaks my heart and trust me, that's not an easy task to accomplish. I have tried to help Joey and Mokuba, but I can only give so much comfort to them. All the hugs and lovey dovey shit in the world won't change anything, but I can change things and I will. I'll bring Bakura back.

I walk into the back of the hospital where my team of doctors are working on trying to find Bakura a heart transplate. They've already done background checks on all of Bakura's friends. I don't know whether I should be relieved none of them match or disappointed.

"Tell me you've found something." I say.

They look up at me. "No, I'm sorry. Nothing." One of them says.

"Dammit to hell!" I shout slamming my palms on the table in front of me. "Work harder you incompetent fools! We have to find a transplate for him before this week is over!"

"Sir, with all due respect even if we could find him a transplate in time he'd be on the waiting list and-"

I walk over to the man speaking, picking him up by the collar of his shirt, bringng our faces so they're inches apart from one another. "And you'll bring that person to me immediately because Bakura doesn't have much time, do you understand?" I sneer.

"B-But sir you can't just-I mean we have other p-patients and-"

"Who pays you?!" I shout. "Who owns this hospital? I do! So if I say Bakura will be first on the list then he will be! Do you understand me?"

He looks down at the floor. "Yes sir." He mutters.

"Look at me when I speak to you!" I yell.

He does. "Yes sir." He says, louder this time.

"Good." I say shoving him out of the way he nearly knocks over the equipment he's behind. The others stare at the exchange. "Is staring at me finding a heart transplate?" I snap.

"No sir." They say.

"Then get back to work!" I shout. "And the moment you see a possible candidate I want to know immediately is that clear?"

"Yes sir!" they shout in unison.

"Good." I say turning to leave. Mokuba is in the hallway when I enter it.

"You're going to KaibaCorp, aren't you, Nii-sama?" he asks, sadly.

"I have to, Mokuba." I say. "I need to find a way to bring Bakura back."

He nods. "I'm coming with you." He says.

"No you're not." I say.

"But-"

I shake my head, placing my hands on his shoulders. "Serenity and the others need you." I say.

"But what about you?" he asks tears brimming his eyelashes. "No one's going to there to comfort you when you're sad."

"I'm fine, Mokuba." I say taking my hands away.

"Don't give me that." He snaps. "I know damn well you're not fine, Nii-sama. It's okay to cry."

I sigh heavily. "Get back to your girlfriend, she needs you." I say.

"She's with Joey and Mai right now." He says. "So she's fine, don't be changing the subject."

"Mokuba, I promise I'm alright, okay? I'm more concerned about you." I say.

Mokuba steps closer to me hugging me. "I know it hurts, Nii-sama, so we understand if you need to cry. Bakura meant a lot to all of us. I know he meant a lot to you as well. Don't be like this." He pulls away from me looking up with sad eyes. "And don't punish your workers if they can't find a heart transplate or a way to seal the hole in his heart. It's not their fault."

I close my eyes holding my little brother closer to me. After a moment of hugging each other, I drop to my knees so we're eye level. "You're in charge while I'm gone. I want you to make sure everyone is eating and doing their job. I've already arranged it so all of you can stay here for the night since I know none of you will leave, especially Yami."

"You can count on me, Nii-sama." Mokuba says with a tearful smile.

I smile back at him. "I know, thank you little brother."

We hug again and help each other to stand up. We walk back to the waiting room where almost everyone is. Serenity is talking with Mai, sobbing into her chest while Joey is rubbing her back in comfort. I walk over to my lover. He looks up at me, standing up and nearly knocks me down hugging me.

"Seto, please tell me they've found somethin'." He pleads looking up at me with tearful brown eyes that make my heart ache.

"I'm afraid not, Joey." I say.

He pulls away. "Dammit to fuckin' hell!" he shouts.

The secterary at the desk looks up from her work. She opens her mouth to speak, but I beat her to the punch. "I'll handle it, Shara." I say.

She nods and returns back to her work. I look at Joey again. "I'm going to my office-"

"What?!" he exclaims. "You can't do dat, Seto! What about Baku what about Yams what about me what about Mokie what-"

"Bakura is the exact reason why I'm going to my office." I say. "They're not having any luck and I need to get work done."

"Oh fuck work!" he shouts. "Ya need to stay here and make sure-"

"Joey," I say pulling him close to me. "I'm going to find a way to bring him back. I promise. No matter what, I'll bring him back."

Joey pulls away slightly. "I know it's just…gods why does dis have to be so hard, Seto?" he asks.

I close my eyes for a moment. "I don't know." I mutter.

"Joey, let's go get some fresh air." Serenity says. "You coming Mai, Mokuba?"

Joey unwraps his arms from my waist only to wrap them around my neck. He pulls me down for a kiss. "Save him." He whispers against my lips.

"I will." I say brushing his tears away.

We break apart and they go outside one door and I go out the other, getting in my car I drive to my office.

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[Anzu's POV]:

"You two really need to stop beating each other up." I chatise.

Tristan and Duke have been at it since we've gotten here. I know it's their way of coping, but this isn't the time to be beating each other up. We've already got Marik injured because he beat up a mirror, we don't need anyone else getting stitches. The doctors need to be able to concentrate on finding a way to bring Bakura back to life, not worrying about us.

"There's really no point in trying to stop them, hun." Mai says walking up to me. She takes a cigarette out, lights it and takes a hit.

"And you shouldn't be smoking, Mai." I scorn.

She rolls her eyes. "I know, hun, but we all deal with pain our own way."

I look at the two boys fighting in the parking lot. "I suppose so." I sigh.

"It's hard on all of us." Mai says. "But, like Yugi said, we need to be strong for Yami."

"I know we do." I sigh. "It's just…"

"I know, hun." Mai says taking another drag of her cigarette. "I know."

"So what's the PMS squad doing?" Marik says. Mai and I turn to see the Hikari with one of Mai's cigerettes in his hand. "Give me that." He demands snatching Mai's lighter out of her hand. He lights the cigarette.

"Oh for Ra's sake. Please not you too, Marik." I sigh as he hands the lighter back to Mai. "We've don't need anymore misfortunates happening over stupidity."

Mai and Marik roll their eyes.

"I don't smoke, Anzu." Mai says.

"Exactly, it's a stress reliever." Marik says. "Here," he says holding the lit cigarette out of me. "Have one. It'll calm your nerves."

I wrinkle my nose in disgust. "It'll give you cancer and kill you too. Not to mention it burns your throat out." I say backing away a few steps.

Marik rolls his eyes taking a drag of the cigarette. "That's the point." He says. "The burn helps calm you down."

"There are other methods to calming down besides killing yourself." I say.

"Well, I've already attacked the bathroom, talked to Yugi, and shouted at my dead best friend. What else is there to do besides punish yourself?" Marik says looking away.

"You shouldn't punish yourself, hun." Mai says. "It's not your fault."

Marik laughs humourlessly. "I don't' want to hear that shit. 'It's not your fault' because you're definitely one to talk, Mai!"

"I do blame myself." Mai admits. "But I could have actually done something instead of catching the Wheelers in the act."

"That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard!" I shout. They turn to face me. "Both of you are acting so damn stupid! It's neither of your faults!" I walk up to them and jerk the cigerettes out of their hands throwing them onto the ground. "I don't want to see either of you with those things in your mouth again. So hand me the pack Mai."

"I-"

"Now!" I demand.

Mai and Marik glare at me for a moment. They give each other a look before Mai reaches in her purse and hands me the lighter and the pack. "Here, Anzu." She says. "You're right. Marik and I don't need to be smoking."

I put the pack and the lighter in my own purse. "You're damn right you don't! Bakura wouldn't want you to kill yourself over him."

"Hm and yet you're not exactly one to speak of how we're dealing with things." Marik sneers. "Bottling shit up. So unlike you, Anzu."

"I'm trying to be strong for Yami! It hurts for me too! Bakura was a dear friend to me as well, you know!" I shout.

"Whatever." Marik says walking away.

"Ignore him." Mai says. "He doesn't mean it."

"I know that." I sigh. "I just wished I could help him…and you."

"I'm fine, Anzu." Mai says.

"Are you?" I ask. "Because from the looks of things this cigarette pack is nearly empty and we've only been here for about eight hours."

"I'm stressed." She says.

"Well, that's why I'm here so we can talk." I say.

"Talking only does so much, Anzu." She mutters.

I wrap my hand around the railing looking out at Duke and Tristan. My eyes widen when I see them crying in each other's arms instead of fighting. "I know." I mumble. "I know."

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[Duke's POV]:

Tristan and I have been trading blows for the past two hours now in the parking lot. I hate that he thinks I don't care about Bakura! I mean I know I wasn't close with him, but I still didn't want him to die, especially like that! What the hell was that idiot thinking?! Did he honestly believe that everything would be okay once he killed himself? It just brings more pain to us all.

"Anzu is bitching about us fighting." Tristan pants backing away a bit.

"I don't' give a fuck." I spit charging at him. I knock him to the pavement. Tristan wraps his legs around my waist and rolls us over so he's on top of me.

"Typical." He snarls. "You never were one to care, were you?"

"Oh like you're one to talk. If you cared what she had to say you wouldn't be fighting me." I snap.

"Hmm. It's a good stress reliever." He shrugs punching me in the face.

I chuckle humourlessly throwing him off of me. I stand up and kick him. "I'm glad I can make you feel better, dumb ass."

Tristan smiles standing up. "So am I."

We stand there for a moment, staring at each other before turning to look out at the road that's several yards away from where we're standing.

"It's funny how things go." I say. "One moment you're working in your office in the company you run and the next you're at a hospital beating the hell out of your best friend. Typical."

Trisan snorts, rolling his eyes. "I believe it was I who was kicking your ass, but yes it is strange." He says. "No one could have fathomed this."

"It's stupid." I spit. "I mean was he really even thinking?"

"Probably not." He says. "It was an instant reaction."

"I think he was being an idiot. Yami could have easily killed Zorc." I scoff.

"Well, Bakura didn't think so." Tristan says.

We stand in silence for a moment.

"I hope I didn't break any bones." I laugh looking at my best friend.

"And I hope I didn't bust any brain cells considering you lack them considerably." Tristan remarks.

I roll my eyes. "You're such an idiot."

"Likewise."

Silence…

"It just hurts so fucking much!" Tristan shouts punching the tree in front of him.

"What? My body ain't good enough for you so you have to attack an innocent tree?" I smirk.

Tristan turns to me tears fall from his eyes. "I-"

"Dammit Tristan!" I hiss walking up to him and pulling him into my arms. "Don't cry, man. We're going to get through this."

Tristan buries his face in my chest. I hold him in my arms as tears slide down my own face.

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[Yugi's POV]:

"You smell like smoke." I say as Marik sits beside me in the waiting room.

"I'm not in the mood for a lecture, Yugi." He snaps.

"And I wasn't going to give you one, Marik." I say.

"Where's Bakura's light?" Marik asks looking around.

"He went out to get some food." I reply. "He'll probably be back in a few hours or so."

"Hmm." Marik says looking up at the TV.

We don't say anything for a while.

"It'd be easier of someone had killed him." Marik spits. "That way I could kill the son of a bitch."

"That wouldn't be any better, Marik." I say sadly.

"No, it would because I could blame it on that fucker instead of hearing everyone bitching." He sneers.

"We all feel guilty, Marik." I say placing a hand on top of mine. "But killing someone else won't solve this."

"Well no not now." He scoffs. "But it could have if someone would have killed him."

"But then you would have been in prison the rest of your life, Marik." I point out.

"That's better than being here seeing my best friend being hooked up to machines in a pathetic attempt to keep him 'alive'." He sneers.

"I think you're right." I mutter. "Prison would be easier."

Marik gives me a look. "You wouldn't last five second, Yugi." He scoffs rolling his eyes.

I laugh. "Maybe not, but it hurts to see my yami the way he is."

"It does." Marik says looking at the TV again.

"I just hope Grandpa is helping Yami." I sigh.

"I'm sure he is. Your grandpa's always good about such things." Marik says.

I look at Marik and smile. My eyes widen when I see that my hand is still resting on top of his. Neither of us has noticed it either. Strange. One would think that Marik would have jerked away the moment he felt someone touching him. I guess he's too wrapped up in his own pain to care too much about a simple jesture.

"Thank you, Marik. That means a lot to me." I say.

Marik rolls his eyes, jerking his hand away. "And what the hell were you doing with your hand on mine?" he snaps.

I blush. "Umm…I-"

"You need some help." He laughs.

I smile. "Well, that's what you're for now isn't it?"

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[Yami's POV]:

Mr. Muto walks up to me and sits in a chair when the others leave. I stand staring at my lover. Everyone's been in here trying their best to calm me down, but every time I look at Bakura, it only reminds me of what I used to have, but no longer have.

I know they're trying to be strong, but I know it's hurting them too. I brush Bakura's hair out of his face leaning down to kiss his forehead. I stand up straight again, turning to Mr. Muto. There's a sit behind me and I sit in it. I scoot the chair closer so I can be near Bakura. I lace our fingers together.

"Yami." Mr. Muto says weakly. He clears his throat for a moment. "Sorry, Yami, I don't want you blaming yourself for what happened to Bakura. You had no control over Bakura's actions. None of us did."

"I know." I mutter looking down. "It's just…"

"I know." Mr. Muto says moving his chair closer to mine, placing a hand on my knee. "But we're all here for you. I hate to see you so sad."

I look up at Mr. Muto, tears brim my eyes. "If only…."

"There's no point in 'what ifs', 'should haves', and 'could haves', Yami." Mr Muto says. "It won't change what has happened."

I close my eyes squeezing my lover's hand tightly. "I know, I just….dammit!" I shout, standing up and releasing Bakura's hand. "Why did he have to do that?! I could have dealt with Zorc! I know it was hard, but…gods…" I break down in a fit of sobs falling to my knees. I cling to Bakura. "I should have known the moment Bakura was acting strange what was wrong, but I was too blind to see it! I could have saved him…it was my job…now what? Horakhty was counting on me to save him, and I failed."

"No, Yami. You didn't fail." Mr. Muto says.

I pull away from Bakura so I can see Mr. Muto. "What do you mean?"

He pulls the chair closer. He stares at Bakura for a moment before averting his gaze back to me. "Horakhty asked you to free the darkness from Bakura's heart. And that's exactly what you did. He died knowing that we love him. He died for all of us, Yami. He died for you."

I close my eyes. "I would gladly take his place if that meant bringing him back." I whisper tears sliding down my cheeks.

Mr. Muto takes a tissue and wipes them away. "I know you would, Yami, I know."

I turn to Bakura again. "He's been through so much." I say standing up. "What did he do to deserve this? I can't imagine how he must have felt…so alone…so scared trapped in his own body. While that son of a bitch used his body to try and destroy me!" I hiss. "No wonder he killed himself. It was the only way to set himself free. Now he's free…but he's gone. So his soul is saved? But…"

"Horakhty will come in due time, Yami." Mr. Muto says standing up. "She knows what she's doing. You will not be punished for what happened to Bakura."

"Even if his soul is saved…he'll still be dead." I mutter.

"You were never planning on leaving were you?" Mr. Muto asks.

"Well, at first yes, but…I kind of want to stay here with Bakura. Though, I wasn't sure how he'd think about it…" I say, blushing.

"Think about what?" Mr. Muto asks.

"Getting married." I reply softly looking at my lover.