And that night he got beat senselessly within an inch of his life. Bakura left him there, bleeding on the floor, racking breathes starving for air. But Ryou felt a bit better inside. He understood, and even if Bakura did hold to his word and he was beaten like this every night, he would still tell himself that there was still hope for the lost soul of the spirit of the millennium ring. TADA! You like? I don't >> But your oneshot makes me happy ^_^

*you have got to continue this story! it's really good!! 3 seconds after i started reading, and i was hooked @.@ please continue! *