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Bring Me to Life	By : amenomizu Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1068 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Bring Me to Life
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Bring me tfe:
Author�s Notes: Well, this was
supposed to be a short, run-of-the-mill songfic. Upon beginning it, I guessed
it would be about 3,000 words long. Five months later, it�s going on 9,000
words. I really hope you all like it. And if you don�t� oh, well� I tried.
Also, you�ll notice that I kind of
repeated some of the lyrics that weren�t originally repeated in the song.
There�s a reason for this, I promise. As the songfic got longer, I realized
that there would be a lot of space between the lyrics at the end of the story,
but very little in the beginning. So, to even everything out, I repeated Amy�s
bridge and the chorus. I love being a writer.
You know what? I�ve never done a
disclaimer before. I feel so ashamed of myself. Therefore, here�s my
disclaimer.

I don�t own Yu-gi-oh. Though I�m
not sure I�d want to. It�s a pain in the ass to type. At least Digimon didn�t
have any of those annoying dashes�

*
How can you see into my eyes
Like open doors,
Leading you down into my core
Where I�ve become so numb?
*

Malik Ishtar sat at the edge of the Nile River,
letting the hot desert air blow through his hair. He�d have to wash it
thoroughly later. He played with the earth beneath his fingers, and cringed
when his skin met mud from the riverbanks. He wasn�t happy about being back in
Egypt. His entire wasted childhood was here, and returning was like bringing up
repressed memories from the worst times of his life. And he was alone. No one
he knew, besides Isis and Rishid, were here. He missed them all, Ryou, Bakura,
even Yugi and Yami, a little. He was lonely. He needed someone there to tell
him he wasn�t going insane.
Well, there was always Marik.
His yami had been strangely missing for the last two
weeks. Malik suspected he had gone to his old hideouts or something, probably
places he and Bakura had gone to when they were still alive. He didn�t blame
him, though. Being away from your homeland, no matter how painful it was being
there, for three thousand years is hard. Malik had decided early on to give
Marik his space. Besides, according to Marik, he�d been born a pretty long way
from where they were staying, in Cairo. Malik guessed he�d gone to Thebes, now
Luxor and Al Karnak. Malik himself had been born in Thebes, Egypt�s ancient
capital. Since Marik was also born into a family that protected the Pharaoh�s
tomb, and therefore was part of the plentiful staff of the Pharaoh, Malik
supposed that Marik also grew up in Thebes, in which was the Valley of the
Kings. He probably went to �visit� Yami�s tomb.
Malik laughed to himself. That�s what Marik went to
do. And he�d get it done.
His laughter died down when he remembered that he
was still alone. He stood, and prepared to go back home. He turned, and froze
at what he saw in front of him.
Ryou Bakura was standing theresmilsmile on his face,
his arms crossed. Malik stared at him with his mouth slightly open, not sure
what to say.
�Hey, Malik.�
�Uh� hey,� he said, finding his voice, �What�what
are you doing here?�
�My father got another dig here in Egypt, and I
begged him to tae wie with him. Bakura told me I�d find you here.�
�How did he know?� Malik asked, perplexed.
�Well apparently, you told Marik about this spot,
and Marik told Bakura,� Ryou laughed, �Bakura�s currently tracking him down, by
the way. He�s in Al Karnak.�
�I figured. Valley of the Kings?�
�You got it. I think he�s trying to track down Yami
and see if there�s anything written about him on the walls. I think he hopes
there is.�
Malik laughed.
�It�s good to see you, Ryou. I�m glad you came.� He
said, and Ryou smiled at him.
�I knew you were lonely.�
Something happened that moment that Malik wasn�t yet
ready to name. His stomach squirmed, and it felt as though Ryou were looking
right past his eyes and straight into his soul. It was creepy.
�Is something wrong, Malik?� the albino asked.
�� No,� he said, then hastily changed the subject,
�C�mon, let�s get you out of this sun. You�ll burn to a crisp out here.�
�No, I
won�t. You forget, my father�s an archeologist and Egyptologist. I spent a lot
of my childhood here.�
�Of course,� Malik said, �But s jus just about to
leave anyway.�
�Oh, okay.�
And the two friends walked the sandy road back to
Malik�s home together.

*
Without a soul
My spirit�s sleeping
somewhere cold
Until you find it there
And lead it back home.
*

The sun set as the two still talked and laughed
together in Malik�s hastily prepared bedroom. The temperature dropped suddenly,
and Ryou called his father to see if he could stay at his friend�s. They shared
the bed and continued to talk throughout the night.
�So how�s everyone? The rest of the gang?� Malik
asked, and Ryou smiled.
�Upset that everyone�s leaving,� he answered, �They
really want you to come back, you know that?�
�Really? Even after the whole �tried to kill everyone
and take control of the world� thing?�
�They know you�ve changed,� Ryou muttered, �And you
should start believing that, too.�
�Yeah, well� maybe someday I will.�
They slowly drifted to sleep, all thoughts of their
troubles suddenly forgotten.

Malik awoke the next day to find Ryou missing from
his side. He stood and left the bed, wandering to the kitchen, where the albino
was hastily preparing breakfast.
�You don�t have to do that, Ryou, you�re the guest
here,� Malik scolded, but Ryou shook his head.
�I want to,� was all he said.
Malik laughed as a plate wasced ced in front of him,
and he and Ryou began to eat.
�I made some for Isis, too, if she�s hungry when she
wakes up,� he said around a mouthful of food, displaying the bad manners he�d
probably picked up from Bakura. Malik smiled. Ryou didn�t want to admit it, but
he was becoming more like his yami every day.
Isis came down as they finished up. She thanked Ryou
for making breakfast, but brought her food back up to her room. Malik wasn�t
surprised. Isis was a very non-social person.
�So, Malik, what are we doing today?� Ryou asked
softly as Malik cleaned the dishes, �Anything special planned?�
�Not really,� Malik replied, �My day�s pretty free.�
�Good. You know, I�ve never really been in this part
of Cairo,� the albino said casually, �Fancy giving me a tour?�
�I think that can be arranged.�

�I come here all the time,� Malik said as they sat
at the top of a large sand dune, overlooking downtown Cairo. Ryou smiled and
his eyes lit up.
�It�s pretty,� he said softly. Malik laughed.
�Yeah, I guess it is, when it�s not overtaken by
couples trying to make out. This is a famous makeout point,� he explained. Out
of the corner of his eye, he saw Ryou blush.
�Trying to tell me something, Malik?� he teased, giggling.
The Egyptian�s face heated up.
�Well� no,� he murmured. Ryou stopped laughing.
�It�s okay if you are, you know,� he replied
seriously, �I wouldn�t mind.� Malik�s stomach squirmed.
�You sure about that?�
Ryou smiled and wrapped his arms around Malik�s
waist, pecking him on the cheek.
�Of course I am, silly,� he whispered, �Why do you
think I came all this way? I�ve missed you, Malik, and you not being with me
was harder on me than I thought it would be. In missing you, I realized
something so much more: I�ve fallen in love with you.�
Tears came to Malik�s eyes as Ryou held him close.
Never had anyone said such things to him. It was nearly overwhelming.
�Ryou� I don�t know what to say��
�Then don�t say anything��

*
(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can�t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
Call my name and save me
from the dark

(Wake me up)
Bid my blood to run
(I can�t wake up)
Before I come undone
(Save me)
Save me from the nothing
I�ve become�
*

Ryou giggled as Malik stuck his tongue out at him playfully
and he reached over to give him a light slap on the arm. It had been three days ce hce his confession on the sand dune, and they were sitting at the kitchen
table, eating dinner.
Neither Bakura nor Marik had come home yet. Ryou
wasn�t too worried about his yami�s safety, but if he wasn�t back before
Monday�
All thought left Ryou�s mind when Malik turned to
smile at him. He loved seeing Malik smile. It looked handsome on him, and he
didn�t smile enough. Sighing, he buried himself in Malik�s arms, forgetting
about dinner. That could wait.
�Love you,� Malik murmured sleepily.
�Love you, too.�
They remained quiet, indulging in the sound of each
other�s heartbeat, and Ryou felt himself get a little tired as well. But just
as he was beginning to fall asleep on his koi�s shouldep>
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�Well, isn�t this sweet.�
Ryou head shot up at the sound of the rough voice,
and was delighted to see his yami standing in the doorway to the kitchen. He
jumped up out of Malik�s arms and embraced his darkness.
�How did you get in?� Malik asked, �The door was
locked.�
�Yeah, you should get that front window fixed,� said
Bakura. Malik frowned, confused.
�But there�s nothing wrong with it.�
�There is now,� Bakura grinned. Malik turned red.
�Now, Bakura, don�t tease my light,� came a voice
from behind the albino yami, and Malik�s eyes lit up.
�Marik!� he cried, running past Bakura and into his
own yami�s arms, �When did you get back?�
�About an hour ago,� Marik replied, �And I used my
key. The window�s fine.�
�I hope so,� Malik growled, glaring at Bakura, who
grinned sheepishly.
�So, are you two hungry?� asked Ryou, squeezing
Bakura�s waist. Marik shook his head.
�No, we just ate. Came across a diner on the way
here,� he said, �But I would like to know what exactly happened while I was gone.
It seems you two have been pretty busy��
Malik grinned and drew Ryou into his arms.
�Yeah, I guess you could say that,� he replied, �But
don�t worry, you haven�t missed anything big. It�s only been three days since
we got together.�
�So you haven�t�� started Bakura, trailing off.
�No, yami, we haven�t,� Ryou answered before the
question was finished, �Anyway, I have to go give an update to my father. I
promised him I would.� Malik looked at the clock. It was twelve o�clock.
�The phone�s in the living room,� said Malik, but
Ryou shook his head.
�I have to go to his workplace just in case he can�t
get to his cell phone. He told me I had the ehe explained, �I�ll only be gone
an hour. You can manage.�
�Want me to go with you?� Bakura asked.
�You just got here!� Ryou cried, �You stay and rest.
I�ll be fine.�
�Well� okay,� Bakura said hesitantly, �But if you�re
not back in an hour and a half, I�m going to look for you, okay?�
�I think that�s fair,� Ryou replied, heading for the
front door, �I�ll see you later!�
�Bye, Ryou! Hurry back!�
All was silent a few moments after Ryou left, and
the three Egyptians looked at each other until Bakura finally spoke.
�I�m going to take a nap. Is it okay if I use your
bedroom, Malik?�
�Sure, just don�t trash it, okay?� Malik replied,
and Bakura disappeared into said bedroom, leaving Marik and Malik alone in the
kitchen.
�You know I�m not much of a talker,� Marik said when
Malik opened his mouth to say something, �So I wouldn�t try.� Malik�s mouth
closed and the boy laid his head down on the kitchen table.
Marik ended up falling asleep on the living room
couch, leaving Malik with an empty house. He busied himself with a portable CD
player, listening to one of his favorite singers until he was bored of it.
It was quarter after one when he put the CD player
away. Ryou would be home soon, and Malik couldn�t wait. He�d been in an empty
house for far too long before Ryou had come to Egypt.
The phone rang, and Malik jumped up to answer it,
happy to have something to do.
�Hello?� he said brightly.
�Hello, is Ryou there?� asked a familiar voice from
the other end.
�Mr. Bakura? Um� Ryou left about an hour ago to go
see you,� Malik answered, his stomach slowly turning to lead, �Isn�t he there?�
�He never showed up,� said Mr. Bakura, his voice
shaky, �Oh, my God� are you sure he didn�t leave later?�
�Very sure. He left about quarter after twelve�
Look, don�t worry, Mr. Bakura, I�ll go out and look for him. I�ll call you when
I find him, okay?�
�Alright� if he comes here, I�ll call you and let
you know.�
�Okay then. Bye.�
�Goodbye.�
Malik hung up and ran to his bedroom, shaking Bakura
awake.
�Wha� Malik, you better have a good reason for
this�� the yami growled.
�Bakura, Ryou never showed up at his father�s job.�
Bakura sat up, fear written in his eyes.
�What?�

�I can�t believe this� I knew I should�ve gone with
him!�
Bakura shook with anger and worry as he stalked down
the streets of Cairo, Marik at his side. He was scared. Ryou never went off
track. He was never late. He went out of his way to make sure no one worried
about him.
This just wasn�t right.
He knew something had happened to his hikari. But
why had Ryou not called to him? If he were in danger, he would have asked his
yami for help. He always did. What made this time different? What if some
rapist or murderer had kidnapped him? What if he was trapped somewhere he�d
never been before, scared and alone? Or evorseorse, what if he wasn�t alone?
Bakura barely suppressed the urge to whimper. He
hated getting overprotective. It made him seem so weak. He was worried about
Ryou, though. Where the hell was he?
�We�ll find him, Bakura. I know we will,� Marik said
quietly. Bakura sighed.
�I hope so. I have to find him. I promised him I�d
protect him, Marik,� Bakura replied, �Now he�s g He He never goes anywhere
without someone knowing. I didn�t go with him, I didn�t protect him, and now
he�s in danger. I failed him.� A single tear fell down the albino�s cheek.
�You didn�t fail him, Bakura, you��
�Drop it,� Bakura interrupted, �That stays between us,
you hear me?�
Marik sighed.
�Yeah. I hear you, Bakura.�
They continued to walk in silence. Bakura sighed in
frustration and kicked at random stones on the side of the road. They were on
the sandy outskirts of the city, and the roads were dusted with sand. Ryou�s
father would be nearby.
�Ow! Dammit!�
He growled in annoyance and stopped, not bothering
to look back to see if his friend was okay. He didn�t have time for Marik�s
clumsiness.
�Bakura, wait! Oh, Ra� come look!�
Still growling, he turned to see Marik with a golden
object in his handveryvery familiar object�
�Oh, no� Ryou��
In Marik�s hands was the Millennium Ring.

*
Now that I know what I�m
without
You can�t just leave me
Breathe into me and make me
real
Bring me to life�
*

Malik sat at the kitchen table, staring unseeingly
at the Item in front of him. Ryou was gone. They�d nevind ind him, ever.
�Something must have happened to him,� said Bakura,
�While I do admit that my hikari is clumsy, he wouldn�t have just dropped the
Ring. It would have been around his neck. Also, look at the rope,� the two
blondes looked, �See, here�s the knot, but the rope is broken in a different
place. The brake is too clean to have been snapped.�
�What does that mean?� asked Malik.
�It means the rope was cut,� replied Bakura,
�Whoever attacked him, if indeed he was attacked, got close enough to cut the
rope without being seen by Ryou. By the time he realized anything was
happening, the Ring was already gone.�
�Where do you think Ryou could be?� asked Malik
fearfully.
�I�m not sure. All I know is that whereve is, is, we
have to get him back. He could be in real danger. We don�t know who attacked
him, so I really couldn�t guess where he is��
The three remained silent for a few moments. Malik
gave a small, choked cry and collapsed into his yami�s arms.
The phone rang suddenly, startling everyone. Bakura
jumped up to answer it.
�No, Bakura, I�ll get it,� said Malik, motioning for
the yami to sit back down, He did.
He went into the living room, hoping for a sign that
Ryou was okay.
�Hello?� he said shakily when he picked up the
phone.
�Hello, Malik��
Chills spread through Malik�s body at the quiet,
foreboding voice.
�Who� who is this?�
�Oh, you don�t
know me� but your lover does� don�t you, Ryou?� the voice quickly changed
into that of Ryou, �Malik! Tell Bakura that I�m fine! Don�t come after me,
Malik, please! I love you, and I don�t want you hurt! I��
The line went quiet.
�Ryou? Ryou are you there?� Malik gasped, shaken.
�He had to�
leave. If you want to see him again, little Malik, meet me at the sand dune in
an hour. You know which one. Take the spirits with you. Bring anyone else, and
Ryou dies. Do you understand?�
�I� I do.�
There was a click, and Malik heard the dial tone.
Beginning to sob, the hikari fell to his knees, burying his face in his hands.
�Malik? What�s wrong? Who was it?�
Malik turned his head to see his yami kneeling next
to him, and Marik drew him into his arms.
�Ryou� was kidnapped,� Malik sobbed, �We� have to
meet the kidnapper in an hour.�
He broke down and Marik held him close.
�He knew my name. He knew about you two being
spirits,� he d.

The sun was just setting as the three set out to go
to the meeting place. It was a fifteen minutes walk the the house to the dune,
but to Bakura, it felt like so much longer.
What did this man want? What mortal would know so
much about the Millennium Items that he�d know how to effectively kidnap a
hikari?
They arrived at the sand dune early; the kidnapper
hadn�t shown up yet. Bakura and Marik shared a glance. By the look in the other
yami�s eyes, Bakura could tell Marik was as nervous as he was.
�Marik!�
The two yamis turned towards Malik and saw, below
them, a sleek looking car pulled up just beneath the sand dune. A man stepped
out of it, dragging with him a frightened Ryou.
�Ryou!� Malik cried, and Marik had to hold him back
to keep his hikari from running forward.
�Well, well� glad to see you made it,� said the man
as he gripped Ryou�s arm painfully tight. Bakura growled in fury.
�Let go of him,� he snarled, �You�re hurting him.�
�As much as I�d love to, spirit, I can�t,� the man
replied, �Allow me to introduce myself: I am Edward Jude. I am a collector from
France. I specialize in exotic antiquities.�
�Collector, my ass,� Malik snarled, �I�ve heard that
one before. What do you want with us?�
�Simple� I want you.�
Bakura frowned.
�What the hell are you talking about?�
�You see, I�ve spent my entire life looking for the
one thing to get me into the elite, the most honored of historians. Sure, I�ve
found things that got me a little money, but money�s not what I want. So, I
went searching for the rarest of items. And I found it�two spirits that
actually lived in the time of the pyramids. Do you know how much only a second
of your story would be worth? You could tell us exactly who build the pyramids
and why. Why such pyramids were built. Exactly what the hieroglyphs on the
ancient structures mean�you two together are worth all the fame in the world.�
�So in other words, you want to use us to make
yourself famous,� finished Bakura.
�I�m so glad you see it my way,� the man said with a
smile.
*
(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can�t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
Call my name and save me
from the dark

(Wake me up)
Bid my blood to run
(I can�t wake up)
Before I come undone
(Save me)
Save me from the nothing
I�ve becomp>
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*

The car was cool but Malik didn�t really notice. All
his focus was on his scared little angel strapped into the front seat. The
�collector� had refused to let them sit next to Ryou. Marik and Bakura were
silent. Malik supposed they were just thinking of a way to escape without harming
Ryout tut their silence was unnerving. Malik wished someone would say
something.
They drove for about an hour and a half until they
finally came to a stop. Malik shivered as Ryou looked back at him, eyes
shimmering with tears. Jude reached over and unstrapped the albino. Ryou
sighed, and Malik knew immediately what his koibito was about to do.
�Ryou, no,� he whispered as Jude got out of the car
to open the passenger side door, �Don�t.�
�I love you,� Ryou whispered.
When Jude opened the door, Ryou�s fist flew up into
the man�s face. When his captor fell to the ground, he jumped out, narrowly
avoiding Jude�s fist and it grabbed at his ankle. Ryou hesitated, looking back
at his yami, and Malik heard the albino darkness growl.
�Ryou, run! Now!� Bakura barked, �We�ll be fine!�
Ryou nodded and took off at a run while Marik got to work on the child safety
lock on the door. In moments, he got it open, and as he, Bakura, and Malik got
out, Jude began to revive.
�You!� he hissed at Malik, lunging for him. Malik cried
out as he was suddenly pressed between the car and the man, a knife pressed
into his stomach.
�Get away from him!� he heard his yami growl, and
the man was torn away from him.
But he left his knife behind.
Malik took in as much breath as he could as he slid
to the ground slowly. He clutched at the knife, his instinct telling him to
pull it out, but he didn�t have the strength to. His mind was going foggy,
going dark�
Then, complete blackness.

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Ryou shivered as he curled up in the soft chair a
nurse had dragged into the cold room where his koibito lay motionless. Bakura
had gone to get him a blanket and Marik had left to get some of his hikari�s
clothes, which left Ryou and the unconscious Malik alone. It had been four
hours since he�d escaped from Edward Jude (who, Ryou learned, had been �dealt
with� by Marik), and Malik still hadn�t awoken.
The doctors said Malik was still fighting. The knife
had missed his vital organs. If he were alive by the time morning came, he
would most likely be okay. But that was several hours away� several hours that
could spell the end for Ryou�s koibito.
Ryou sniffed as tears sprung to his eyes. He
couldn�t think like that. Malik was stubborn. He�d never allow himself to die.
He�d never let Ryou live his life alone and in grief.
This was all Ryou�s fault, and the albino knew it.
If only he�d let Jude take them away, let the yamis deal with everything, Malik
wouldn�t be clinging to life in a cold, impersonal hospital bed. They would be
home, promising never to let such a thing happen ever again, lying in a warm
bed, perhaps.
But because of Ryou�s mistake, Malik could be dying
in front of him.
He couldn�t hold the tears back. He sobbed into his
hands, leaning his head on the back of the chair. He wanted the pain to go
away. He wanted everything back to the way it was just a day ago. He wanted
Malik to open his eyes and say he was going to be okay. He wanted everything to
be different.
�Life�s not pleasant, Ryou. I�m sorry you have to
learn that the hard way,� came a voice from behind him, and he knew it was his
yami.
�I�ve known that for a long time, Bakura. But
knowing doesn�t stop the pain. It just makes it worse.�
Bakura didn�t reply, so Ryou went on.
�I remember when I was nine, and my father went off
on some business thing for a really long time. I was so angry with him. Mum was
sick, and she had no one to take care of her except for me. He just left her
there. Then, one day when I came home from school, he was in the living room.
He told me Mum had to go to the hospital. He came home because the hospital
called him and told him he couldn�t leave me there alone. If it weren�t for
that, he never would have come home to see his wife die slowly. He went to
visit her twice in the six months she was there, the first time being when she
checked in and the second being when she died. I watched her die, and my father
looked like he didn�t even care. When the doctors came and told us they
couldn�t save her, he didn�t bat an eye. He took me home and told me to pack.
He didn�t even want to stay in the house I�d grown up in. That�s pain. I�ve
known it for a very long time now.�
�I�m sorry, hikari,� Bakura whispered, drawing Ryou
into his arms, �I didn�t know.�
�I�ve never told anyone about that. Mum always said
that even if I hated every bone in my father�s body, I should never talk bad
about him. He�s still my father, and he still loves me.�
�Yeah, Malik told me he sounded a little worried.�
They sat in silence for a few minutes, sharing the
large chair, Ryou in his yami�s lap, and Bakura held him close. A tear escaped
Ryou�s eye, and he swiped at it with the back of his hand.
�He�ll be okay, Ryou,� Bakura whispered suddenly,
and a weak sob escaped from his hikari.
�That�s what they told me before Mum died.�

*
mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"'>*
(Wake me up.)

Wake me up inside.

(I can't wake up.)

Wake me up inside.

(Save me. )

Call my name and save me from the dark.

(Wake me up.)

Bid my blood to run.

(I can't wake up.)

Before I come undone.

(Save me.)

Save me from the nothing I've become�
*

Marik quickly caught Ryou�s soulless body as it fell
to the floor. He hoped he�d done the right thing by going through with this. He
knew Bakura would skin him alive when he found out.
He knew Bakura cared. He knew Bakura didn�t want to
see his hikari die. He knew Bakura loved Ryou.
The door opened, and Marik panicked. Bakura was
standing there, a frown on his face as he observed the condition of the room�s
occupants.
�Marik�� he muttered, and his eyes widened, his
irises going red, �What the fuck did you do?!�
�I did what he wanted, Bakura,� Marik replied
softly, �He threatened to kill himself. I had to.�
Well, it�s
partly true�
�Ryou�� Bakura whimpered, dropping to his knees next
to his hikari, and he took the lifeless body into his arms, �Hikari� come back
to me safely, please��
�You came back,� Marik said, knowing they had a wait
ahead of them.
�Of course I came back,� the albino replied, pulling
his hikari into his lap, arranging Ryou�s body so the boy would be comfortable
when he returned, �I had to apologize. You should have waited to do this.�
�I didn�t think you�d come back,� Marik whispered,
�You upset him, you know that? He thinks you hate him.�
Bakura sighed, and tears came to his eyes.
�That�s why he better come back to me.�

*
Bring me to life�
*

Ryou wandered around in the darkness, fear gripping
his heart. His koibito was in this? It was hard to believe.
�Malik!� he called, but with no answer. He hadn�t
been in Malik�s mind for a few minutes, and he was already frustrated. He could
be wandering around for hours!
/Marik? / he called tentatively, testing the
mindlink.
//Yes, Ryou? // replied Marik�s voice, //Is
something wro//�Tell him I understand.�
/Got it. We�re ready. /
They held each other, Ryou�s tears falling on his
lover�s shoulder. This was it, this was their only chance. It had to work.
His head exploded in pain, and he heard Malik cry
out. He was nearly blinded, it was nearly unbearable. He gripped Malik�s shirt
as he sobbed, and Malik�s own grip tightened.
�Ryou, I love you,� Malik whispered in his ear, and
Ryou knew no more.

*
I've been living a lie,
There's nothing inside�
*

Bakura gasped as the Millennium Rod stopped glowing,
and Marik passed out. The golden Item clattered and rolled across the room.
Bakura was about to go to him, and help him, see if he was okay, but a small moan
from the boy in his arms stopped him. Was Ryou waking up?
His hikari�s eyelids fluttered, and Bakura grinned
as he found himself staring into large brown eyes. He held Ryou close to him,
Marik forgotten.
�Ryou�� Bakura whispered, tears of joy running down
his face, �You came back to me��
�I did promise, didn�t I?� the hikari grinned, �I�ve
never broken a promise to you. I�m not about to start now��
Ryou looked around, his eyes falling upon his
koibito, who still appeared asleep. He scrambled out of his yami�s lap, and
went to Malik, taking the boy�s hand in his own, stroking the tanned face.
Meanwhile, Bakura went to tend to the fallen yami.
Using the power of the Millennium Ring, he revived his ex-lover. Marik had the
right to see his hikari wake up from his coma.
�Mmmm�.�
The blonde spirit moaned as he woke up, and Bakura
pulled him to a sitting position. Marik looked around, and saw Ryou with his
hikari. His eyes lit up.
�It worked?� he gasped. Ryou nodded, silent tears
falling down his cheeks. Malik�s hand twitched.
Ryou kissed him gently, and the Egyptian�s eyelids
fluttered. They opened, and he smiled.
�Hey.�

Ryou wanted to cry. He wanted to laugh. He wanted to
shout his lover�s name from every rooftop in Egypt. So many feelings assaulted
him all at once that he wanted to break down completely.
Never had Malik�s eyes been so beautiful, Ryou
realized as they kissed and cried together. Ryou held him, never wanting to let
him go. It was then that he knew what true love was, and this was it. It was
that feeling that you get when you give your heart freely to another person,
and you know that your lover has given their heart to you as well�
The only person that he wanted to give that to was
lying before him, tears glittering in his eyes as they gazed into Ryou�s.
�I love you� Ra, I love you so much�� the blonde
whispered, kissing him desperately. Love� yes, this was definitely it. He
didn�t want to let it go.
A loud moan from behind them made them turn their
heads, and Ryou laughed at the sight before them.
Marik and Bakura were sprawled out on the floor,
Marik�s lips fused to Bakura�s neck. The albino yami�s hand was fisted in
Marik�s hair, and he whimpered. Both were totally unaware of what was happening
before them.
�They seem to be getting along,� Malik observed.
Ryou nodded.
Their eyes locked, and they both grinned, knowing
that the worst was finally over.

Ryou sighed happily as he helped Malik get into his
sister�s car, careful not to touch his still-healing stomach. The doctors were
stunned at how quickly he was recovering, and they let him go earlier than they
had planned.
Tracking Isis down had been difficult. She was
deeply immersed in her work, and no one had really known where she was. She
seemed happy that her brother was okay, and she promised to spend a little more
time at home.
The two hikaris held each other as they drove home
in silence, and Ryou smiled again at the two yamis. Bakura, in a rare sign of
affection, was sitting in Marik�s lap (which he was allowed to do only after
the two promised to keep their cuddling PG-13). Them getting together was
actually a little surprising, but Ryou and Malik had a suspicion that Bakura
and Marik were simply jealous of them. They were subtly making out, and seemed
to be waiting until they got home before they got really serious. Ryou had a
feeling that no one was getting any sleep that night.
�I wonder who gets seme between the two of them?�
Malik whispered in his ear, and Ryou laughed. He hadn�t thought of that.
�Perhaps we should ask them�� Ryou replied.
�No, we�ll find out tonight��
The two hikaris giggled evilly.

*
Frozen inside without your
touch,
Without your love, baby�
Only you are the life among
the dead�
*

As soon as they got in the door, Bakura grabbed
Marik�s hand and dragged him upstairs. He�d waited forever for this, and now it
was in his reach. He�d been in love with the blonde since their days robbing
tombs, when they were simply partners. He was scared of revealing his true
feelings, for he didn�t want to scare Marik away. But now, his partner was his
lover, and they would never part again.
Marik pressed him into the bed of the guestroom, his
tongue exploring Bakura�s mouth. The albino responded heatedly, moaning as the
blonde�s hand traveled down his body to a very sensitive spot between his legs.
Marik caressed him, making him squirm and pant. Never had anyone made Bakura
feel the way he did when he was with Marik, and no one ever would but Marik.
Their shirts were discarded, and the caresses
continued, taking the breath out of Bakura�s throat. Marik kissed down his neck
to his chest, and sucked on his pakin,kin, while unbuttoning the other yami�s
jeans. Tanned hand pushed them down and off his body, lips claiming the insides
of his thighs.
�Yes,� Bakura hissed, his hands fisting in his
lover�s hair, �Marik� don�t stop��
Boxers were pushed off as well and Marik growled as
he took the tip of Bakura�s arousal in his mouth, making the albino moan in
pleasure. Without warning, he deep throated him, and Bakura screamed softly,
arching his back. As he worked Bakura, Marik pushed off the last of his own
clothing so that they were both nude. Moments before he was ready to climax,
the blonde pulled back, moving his lips back to Bakura�s throat. His hand
slipped between the pale legs beneath him so he could prepare his new lover,
but Bakura�s hand stopped him.
�Don�t� just take me, now��
With a small shrug, Marik retracted his hand and
positioned himself at Bakura�s entrance, pressing in softly. Bakura moaned,
wrapping his legs around Marik�s waist, pulling him in roughly. They panted
into each other�s neck for a few moments, Bakura trying to adjust to the sudden
intrusion.
�Do it�� he growled when he was ready, �Fuck me��
With a moan, Marik began to thrust into the lean
body, making Bakuhrashrash beneath him. Marik moved harder and faster and
Bakura became more vocal, crying out as Marik hit a spot within him that made
him see stars. The blonde hit the spot over and over, each time even harder,
making the albino cry his lover�s name loudly. Concerns of being heard were
completely forgotten as they moved together, a sacred dance.
Bakura felt his body tense suddenly, and his breath
quickened as Marik pounded into him, growling. At that moment, nothing mattered
to him but the blonde, and Bakura reached out to grab hold of the tanned arms.
�Bakura�� Marik growled into the albino�s neck,
�Damn, you�re so tight��
Bakura thrashed harder as his vision went blurry,
and he cried out. His vision went momentarily white as he reached his climax;
he shuddered in delight and screamed his lover's name, feeling Marik's pent up
heat fill him.
Everything went still for a few moments, and Bakura
nearly fell asleep in Marik's strong, tanned arms. His breathing evened out as
he reached over to stroke the blonde hair of the other yami, and said blonde
pulled him closer, kissing his neck lovingly.
"I love you."
The three words alone brought tears to Bakura's
eyes, and he clutched his lover around the waist tightly, nuzzling into the
broad chest.
"I� I love you, too��
They fell asleep to the sound of each other�s
breathing� the best sleep of their existence.

*
Bring me to life�
*

Ryou leaned against Malik�s shoulder as the sun
dipped behind the horizon, splashing shades of red, orange, and purple across
the evening sky. Ryou frowned. He�d have to tell Malik tonight, even if it
would break his heart�
�Ryou? Is there something wrong, love?� asked the
blonde.
�nt>�Well� sort of,� replied Ryou. Malik took his hand.
�What is it?�
�We>�Well� Malik� I have to go home in two days�� said
Ryou, sighing. Malik was silent, �I don�t want to go, you have to believe me�
but my father is making me. He talked to me while you were in the hospital. He
thinks that Egypt is too dangerous for me. He�s sending me back on Monday.�
Malik still said nothing.
�Malik� please say something� you know I love you��
�I�m going with you.�
ent>It was said so bluntly, so determinedly, that Ryou
was taken aback.
�I can�t just let you leave, Ryou,� he continued,
�After everything we�ve been through� I can�t let you be pulled away from my
side again. I�m going back to Japan with you.�
Ryou giggled nervously.
�Well� that�s the thing, Malik� I�m not going back
to Japan,� he said. Malik frowned.
�But you just said��
�Yes, I said I was going back home� to England,�
said Ryou, �After everything that�s been going on, he doesn�t want me to be
home alone anymore. I�m going to be staying with my aunt and uncle.�
��oh.�
They fell silent again, and Ryou sensed some
awkwardness there as well.
�� well, I�m still going with you,� said Malik after
a few moments.
�But Malik, it�s so far��
on�ton�t care. Ryou, don�t you realize that I would
go anywhere for you? I would follow you into the depths of hell if I knew
that�s where you�d be. I would do anything for you, love� and compared to what
we�ve been through, England is a piece of cake.�
�Well� I�ll have to teach youlishlish,� replied the
albino, a grin spreading across his face.
�I�ll have to learn quickly��
�How are we going to break the news to the yamis?�
�Hell, Marik won�t like this��
�Bakura hates London. We�ve been there before��
They looked each other with grins on their faces,
and laughed, Malik�s arms circlinoundound Ryou�s waist. They kissed sweetly,
and continued watching the sunset.

Nine �o clock Monday morning found the four (plus a
very perplexed Mr. Bakura) at the airport. The two yamis looked positively
miserable. They had argued all weekend at having to leave their homeland. Malik
kind of felt bad for them. However, he was quite excited about leaving. He�d
heard about England from Ryou, and it sounded beautiful. He really didn�t want
to stay in Egypt.
�This is our gate,� said Mr. Bakura, �You all
ready?�
�No,� grumbled Bakuraou gou glared at him.
�Yes, we�re ready, Daddy.�
Malik turned to say goodbye to his sister and
Rashid, giving them both a small hug, then running to keep up with the rest of
the group. He took Ryou�s hand softly in his own. Ryou smiled and squeezed his
hand lovingly. They walked out to the airplane, all together at last.
Nothing could ruin that moment, Malik swore, as he
sat next to his koibito� nothing at all.

~Three Months Later~

Yugi Mutou searched through his mail with a small
yawn, having just woken up ten minutes before. Most of it was bills and
advertisements, and he was about to throw it all on the coffee table, but one
of the envelopes caught his eye, and he picked it out of the group.
It was postmarked three days earlier� from London,
England.
�Yami!� the boy yelled, �We got a letter from Ryou!�
The pharaoh came down the stairs, wearing a look of
sleepiness identical to Yugi�s. He sat next to his hikari on the couch. Yugi
tore the letter open, unfolded it (he couldn�t help but notice that it was
folded perfectly), and read it out loud.

Dear Yami and Yugi,

We�re having a great time in London (my gran just
adores Bakura). I think Malik�s fallen in love with Big Ben. I took him there a
few weeks ago, and he didn�t want to leave! The yami�s are still kind of
grouchy about being here, but I think they�ve realized that they have no choice
in the matter. It�s tearing Bakura up. You know how much of a control freak he
is.

�Damn right,� said Yami. Yugi glared at him and
continued to read.

Marik is actually being quite mature about this.
Malik is very proud of him, as am I. Bakura, of course, is acting like a child
being dragged out of a candy store. I think he misses you, to be honest. He�d
never admit that, though. But other than that, we�re doing fine.
Is there anyway that you and the gang could come
visit us? My aunt and uncle wouldn�t mind, I�m sure (we have a very large
house; I�m sure you would all fit, and then some). My cousin owns an airway
company. I�m sure he could get you all here free of charge. I really hope you
consider my offer.
I look forward to your reply, and we can�t wait to
see you again!

Ryou Bakura

Yugi smiled as he finished the letter. He looked to
Yami and grinned.
�So, when are we going to London?�

*
Bring me to life�
*

Fin

Well, there you go. If you added the lemon, there
are about 9,000 words. This is the longest one-shot I�ve ever written. It took
me five months to write and edit the whole thing. I only have you guys to
thank.
As you can probably tell, there will be a sequel. It
might even be a chaptered story. I don�t know. If you have any ideas, you can
tell me in a review or an e-mail (I love getting e-mails from readers. It makes
me feel special�). Well, hope you liked it!

Ame no Mizu
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