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Title: Who Knew

By: KuroSakura-chan/KuroSakura

Summary: Ryou has been murdered, and Domino City is paying for it.
Now, Seto has to find a way to stop Bakura before either Yami kills
the thief...or the thief kills Seto and Mokuba.

Genre: Angst, Tragedy, Crime,

Category: Yu-Gi-Oh

Couples: Seto/Bakura, Malik/Otogi, Marik/Ryou,

Warnings: Yaoi, 1st Person, Violence, Character Death, For this
chapter: Serious lip from Bakura,

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.

...

-Seto-

“Everyone is worried about you.”
I say evenly, stopping about two feet from my desk. I am well within
Bakura's reach, if he wants to attack me. There would be no time for
me to react if he launched himself from the desk. I'm hoping he will
take the fact that I am not staying distant despite the blood
covering him into account. So, he got the killer, apparently...

“I got him.” Bakura says,
his eyes focused on me. His stare is cold and...bitter?

“Good. I hope he suffered for
every moment he harmed Ryou.” I tell him, folding my arms over
my chest. I don't know why, but I feel like I'm in danger.

“It's your fault.” Bakura
states, his expression growing more bitter. “He killed Ryou
because of you. You killed Ryou. You fucker, it's your fault!”
He pushes himself off the desk, and I notice one of the kitchen
knives in his left hand. I unfold my arms, keeping an eye on the
blade.

“Bakura, I don't know what
you're talking about. I never harmed Ryou.”

“Don't lie to me! I know. I
know it was your fault.” Bakura shouts, swinging the blade up
to point at my nose. It takes every ounce of my willpower to not
step away from the sharp blade only a few inches from my face. “Why?
What did he do to you?”

“Bakura-”

“Don't! I don't want to hear
your lies! I trusted you! I let myself fall-” He stops, his
eyes narrowing. “It doesn't matter. I will fix my mistake.”

I have half a second to move to the
right as he launches himself at me. The knife slices into my cheek,
but it isn't deep enough to really hurt me. His body collides with
mine, knocking us to the floor, because after moving, I don't have
enough balance to stay upright. He straddles me, squeezing tightly
with his knees to try and keep me in place. He is far faster than I,
and I can barely catch his arms as he brings the knife down, intent
on driving it into my chest. Dammit, this is not
what I need right now! I can't fend Bakura off while most of my
attention is on the fact that if I don't stop him, he might hurt
Mokuba after he's finished with me. Not to mention how much it might
hurt him to realize that he's killed me, if he ever comes to his
senses again. It's too much. If I don't focus solely on him, I'll
die.

“Bakura,
dammit!” I growl, holding his arms in place above me, trying to
ignore his struggles to continue on his path towards stabbing me.

“Bastard! I
trusted you, you fucker!” He hisses, throwing his body weight
onto his arms, trying to overpower me. I grunt in exertion as it
becomes all the harder to hold him off when I notice something moving
in the corner of my eye. Risking a glance, I see the Pharaoh
standing in the doorway. He raises his hand, palm facing Bakura, and
I gather my strength and roll onto my right side, forcing Bakura onto
the floor to be shielded by me. As the banishment to the Shadow
Realm hits me, I see Bakura's eyes widen in shock before I am in the
Shadows.

-Bakura-

I can't think.
Every time I try, I see Ryou's frowning face. I know he doesn't want
this for me; that he wants me to move on and heal. But I feel this
clenching pain in my chest, and it is driving me to revenge.

But...

What am I getting
revenge for? Is it for Ryou? I don't think it is anymore. Ryou's
face doesn't make the pain flare up. Seto's face...Seto's face is
what makes my chest ache as though it will collapse at any moment. I
can't believe he would do something so horrible...I thought...I
though he would be safe, and yet, Ryou...

My chest twinges,
and I look at the brunette lying in front of me. His eyes are open,
but the usual ice blue orbs are empty. Not dead, but empty. Worse
than dead.

I had dropped the
knife when he rolled us over. I start to reach for it, but his eyes
have caught my attention like they always to. Seto's eyes have
always been the only things that couldn't lie to me. And while they
aren't speaking right now, they were before he took my banishment.
He was worried. For me. He felt that he had to protect me, even
though I was trying to kill him.

“Well, Tomb
Robber, how do you feel now? The two people who accepted you are
gone.” The Pharaoh taunts. So, he's alone. Otherwise, he
would be his typical high-and-mighty self without the darkness of his
soul kicking in.

I
stare at Seto for a few more moments, Ryou's murderer's last words
running through my mind. “I had to get back at him,
but he's too protected, and too protective of his brother! I'm
sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't really want to kill you!
The man...He thought I and Ryou were the same. He wanted revenge on
Seto and went to take it out on me, only...Ryou...It was my fault.

Seto's eyes stare
blankly at me as I come to this realization. Seto is in the Shadow
Realm because of me. I lift my head to growl at the Pharaoh, who has
been quietly approaching. I bare my teeth at him in a hiss,
preparing to launch myself at him and at least knock him out. There
is no way I can get Seto out of the Shadow Realm while he is awake.
Before I get to that, though, something flies through the air,
hitting the Pharaoh square in the back of the head. It takes a
second, but his eyes roll up in the back of his head and he collapses
onto the floor in a heap of leather and ridiculous hair. I look up
to the door where Jounouchi is standing silently. He holds his hands
up in a sign of peace, and I turn my attention back to Seto.

I can't waste any
more time. Seto has too many past demons for the Shadow Realm to use
against him. He'll never give in, but I can't let his soul suffer
any more than it already has. I focus on the Ring and twist the
Shadows in a way they aren't used to. I rarely put my consciousness
in the Shadow Realm, preferring to bring it to the normal world. I
can't do that right now, though. There are too many strong Shadow
Spirits who would take advantage of Seto's currently uninhabited
body. They're always looking for a way into our realm, and using
empty bodies is the quickest and easiest way for them.

Slipping into the
Shadow Realm used to be a lot easier, I notice as I force my way into
the Shadows. I make sure to twist the Shadows into a barrier to keep
any Shadow Spirits locked within this realm. I guess it was easier
before because I didn't have my own body. I was locked within
Ryou's, so I didn't have any connections with living flesh...I
suppose that makes sense. Whatever. I need to find Seto, and I need
to find him quickly.

I start trekking
through the Shadows, ignoring their twisting and writhing shapes. I
am not interested in their torment; I've been through enough of my
own. I am only interested in finding Seto. But that isn't how the
Shadow Realm works, so instead of focusing on finding him, I focus on
not finding him. Almost like he would be the worst possible
person the Shadows could put in front of me. I'm rewarded with the
Shadows opening up on Seto on his knees, covering his head as though
trying to protect himself from blows. Knowing what I do about his
adoptive father, I wouldn't be surprised if that was what he
was seeing. I go to step into the little circle of light Seto's in,
but I can't. My eye twitches as I realize that this is his own
private hell, and I won't be able to get inside it. But of course,
that's never stopped me before. I'm a thief, after all, I can find
the cracks in anything.

I start running my
hands along this invisible wall, looking for even the smallest of
cracks. I eventually find one, and I force my arm through. This is
going to hurt like a bitch, even when I get back into my body, but
for Seto, it's worth it. “Seto!” I call, feeling like
shit when he cringes away from my voice. So it isn't just Gozaburo
in this hell of his. “Seto, come on! Take my hand, dammit,
I'm getting your ass out of here!” The crack I found squeezes
tightly against my arm, making me wince. That's going to leave one
hell of a bruise. He eventually looks up and sees my hand reaching
for him. I see first relief flash into his eyes before his usual
cold determination kicks in. He forces himself to stand and grab my
hand, and I throw myself backwards, pulling with all that I am. It's
enough to make the Shadows realize they no longer have him, and they
shatter around us, letting him go.

“I was
wondering if you were going to play the knight in shining armor.”
Seto comments wryly, his voice scratchy. I don't make a comment,
though, because I spent several thousand years screaming in my own
hell while stuck in the Ring. Instead, I just grin and pick myself
up, not letting go of his hand. It's easy for mortals to fall here,
I'll use as an excuse, if he comments on it. He doesn't, and I start
pulling him along, back the way I came, back to our bodies.

The trip doesn't
take long, mostly because the Shadows don't care when they know
they've lost. If either of us were weaker-willed people, then they
probably would have made more attempts, but we aren't. I pause
before the doorway I left for us to return to our bodies. Jounouchi
is probably still out there, and I don't want to say this in front of
him. “I'm sorry.” I say, looking away from Seto. I'm
not very good at this apologizing thing, and usually, I would only do
it because Ryou would force me to.

“I know.
You would have left me here, otherwise. Or were you just jealous
that the Pharaoh got to me first?” Seto smirks, letting me off.
Thank the gods for this man, because I don't think I could handle a
full explanation. I'm still too freshly off the crazy-as-fuck
bandwagon, and forcing me to think it all through for him would just
push me back there. I motion for him to step through the doorway
first, so I could close it back up once I was through. He ducks
through, and I follow, closing the doorway behind us. I glance
around my soul room, wondering if I ever want to actually leave it.
It will be hard to be without Ryou. Much harder than I ever want
life to be. Then I hear Seto calling my name outside the room, and I
realize that I have a lot to live for. A lot of people who care
about me, and what I do and how I am. I walk to the door, willing to
at least try. If I snap and kill everyone, well, it happens.

I open my eyes,
seeing Seto's ice-blue ones staring at me from above. “Crazy
bastard.” He mutters before grabbing my shirt and pulling me up
into a kiss. I think killing the Pharaoh can wait. I've got
something much more important to do.

A/N: Well, that
took for fucking ever. Ra, I can't believe that...Sorry about the
wait, everyone. I've been having a hard time recently, but I'm not
going to bore you with the details. Anyway, that's the end of this
fic. See you guys next time!
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