= Yami Yugi talking to Yugi

Yami Bakura will also be know as Bakura

Ryou Bakura will be known as well....Ryou

Toby: Hi there and welcome to my pertiful fic!

Yami Bakura: Pertiful?

Toby: Yes, pertiful. Do you have problem with that word?

Y. Bakura: As a matter of fact, I do.

Toby: Don't you get on my bad side! I can sooo whoop you! For I am the authoress-s-s-s..... o.O;; So, just do the disclaimer and then go sulk somewhere!

Y. Bakura: Grumbles on how he hates authoress's Toby does not own anything in YGO, and if she ever does, may god have mercy on us all....

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Chapter 1: Dreams, Insults, and Problems

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Water. Dark, murky water. Endless gallons of it. All around. A few tiny bubbles floated here and there, as if being carried along with an invisable up-going wind.

Suddenly, it felt as though a huge, iron clamp had attached itself around his lungs, and was squeezing the very last of his remaining air out of his Bakura gasped at the awful feeling, only to inhail muddy water. He choked on it, and when he tried to cough it up, Bakura inhailed again, letting even more disgusting water into his lungs.

Bakura tried to swim up torwards the surface, but had very little energy felt his whole body begin to shut down. He knew he was drowning.

Yami Bakura suddenly woke with a first thing he noticed, was the darkness that surrounded a moment, Bakura thought he was still in his dream. Then, he realized that he was in his own chamber, not underwater, or wherever his dream had taken place.

The next thing Bakura noticed, was that he was trembling madly, and was covered in a cold sweat.

He couldnt remember ever being so scared in his entire life. Come to think of it, he couldnt remember being scared at the painful pounding of his heat inside his chest proved it:

For the very first time in fifteen years, Yami Bakura was scared.

The last bell of the day had finally rang, signaling the end of school.

"Remember class!" The teacher was trying to give the homework assinment before all the kids were gone."The report on your hero is due on monday!"

Yugi Motou quickly gathered all his books and papers he headed down the semi-crowded hallway, torward his locker, he began to think about who he was going to base his report on.

'What about Grandpa?' Yugi thought to himself, 'No, wouldn't do for this...'

A sudden image of Yami Yugi sprang into his mind. 'Thats right! Yami!'

But as Yugi was thinking about that, his thought had accidently slipped through his mental link to his Yami.

Did you need something, Yugi?

Yugi jumped at the sudden voice in his head. Yami didnt usually talk to him during school, knowing that he needed to pay attention to the what had happened to his thought, Yugi replied thru his mind: Oh, no Yami. I didn't mean for that to happen.I must not have been paying attention

What were you thinking about then? Did it involve me? I thought I heard you say my name.

Oh, I was just thinking about who I was going to base my report of my hero on, and I thought that I would do it on , I will probably have to change your if I said that you were my twin brother?

Yugi laughed aloud at that thought, not waiting for his yami's had just reached his locker and spotted someone he knew right next to him.

"Hello Joey." Yugi greeted cheerfully, glancing over at his ended up taking a double-take at his friend.

Joey stood infront of his locker, furiously spinning the dial and then tugging, rather hard, at the the lock didnt open by the sixth try, Joey began to lose his temper.

"Stupid locker!" He cried, ramming his foot into the metal. He seemed to be too angry to feel the pain. "Open up!"

Shaking his head at Joey's behavior torward his locker, Yugi turned back to his own. He spun the dial once, twice, three times, gently pulled down the lock, and opened the door. Yugi's locker was spotless. All his school supplies were neatly seperated for each class. A small mirrior hung level with Yugi's face, reflecting his multi-colored hair.

Yugi turned to look at Joey, for he didn't hear him raving about his locker anymore. Joey just stood there, staring stupidly into Yugi's locker.

"Ya neat freak..." He finally said, going back to his own problem. He spun the dial again and again, but the contraption wouldn't come undone.

"Oh?" Yugi watched his friend struggle despretly with the , the shorter youth nudged Joey out of the way, saying, "And yours is.....hm.....better?"

Yugi stepped back, while holding the lock to his blond-haired friend's locker in his hands. The tri-colored boy looked down at the lock in his hands, and then up at Joey, raising an eyebrow and smiling could see Yami's amusment in Yugi's eyes, which only made him more embarrest, knowing that the former-Pharaoh of Egypt of over a Millenia ago, had just seen him make a fool of himself. Joey muttered a "thanks", before he began to tug at the latch on the skinny door.

After quite a few tries, Joey finally managed to open his locker door. he tripped backwards as the door swung open, having all the contents tumble out ontop of him.

Yugi survayed the inside of Joey's locker and shook his head again. "Oh yes, so much better." Right after he said that, a smile appeared on his face. "And Yami says that your locker looks more cluttered than his father's tomb."

Suddenly, Yugi's features began to change ever so slightly. He grew taller and his face became more serious. Joey stared at the newly emerged Yami. Luckily for him, the hallway was pretty much deserted, so no one noticed Yugi's sudden growth spurt. Yami had only come out to give Joey an insult in his own form. Slowly, Yami stuck his head into Joey's locker, but didnt even reach the enterence of it, before he had to jerk his head back and let out a few coughs. "And it smells worse than a slave after dusk."

"Gee thanks," Joey grumbled, getting to his feet and begining to jam all of his magazins and such back into his locker.

"Your quite welcome." Yami replied, smirking slightly. He had decided to stay and gather Yugi's things for him, rather then having them both switch again. After Yugi had told him what to pack into what he called a backpack, he patiently waited for Joey to finish. When he was done, the blond straightened up, and slung his backpack over one shoulder. Having never carried a backpack before, Yami decided to try and copy what Joey did, though he would be sure not make a fool of himself as Joey often did. The slightly taller boy led the way out the double doors, holding it open for Yami. Yami nodded in thanks and Joey grunted in reply.

The pair had decided to take the short route to Yugi's place; the Turtle Game Shop. As the two walked along the path that led thru the park, Yami noticed something that stuck out like a sore thumb. A white-haired boy. He only knew of two people that had that colored hair: Ryou Bakura and Yami Bakura.

Seeing how the boy was sitting, Yami knew that it wasn't Bakura. Therefor, that made it Ryou. Picking up his pace, Yami changed his course and began to walk over to him. He looked like there was something wrong with him. Joey had also noticed Ryou, and started to wave his hands in the air, calling to his friend, "Ryou! Yo, Ryou! Hey!"

Hearing his name being called, Ryou turned torward the voices, his silvery-white hair dancing across his face. He was siting on a giant stone turtle; one of the many playground objects found throughtout the park. As he sat atop the turtles giant shell, Ryou brought his knees up to his chest and wrapped his skinny arms around them. He wore silver-grey pants, along with a pure-white shirt, with the cuffs rolled up to just below his elbows. Around his neck, Ryou wore a strange necklace. It had a name; the Millenium Ring. It was a very mysterious object, that Ryou had tried to figure out many times before.

Inside the Millenium Ring, was where an evil spirit lay. He went by the name of Bakura. Bakura looked almost identical to his alter: the same type of hair color and style, the same deep brown eyes. The only two major differences about the pair, was that one was good and the other evil, and that they had completly different personality's.

Yami and Joey had finally reached the giant turtle, where Ryou sat quietly.

"Hello Ryou." Yami greeted, taking a seat ontop of the turtles head. He sat cross-legged, facing the albino-haired boy, and quietly switched places with Yugi.

"Yeah, what's up?" Joey asked, dropping his backpack next to Yugi and Ryou's. He layed down on the curve of the turtles neck, propping his feet up on the thick shell.

"Hello Yami. Hello Joey." Ryou replied, not noticing that Yami wasn't there anymore. Yugi decided not to say anything about that. He was more interested to see what Ryou was staring at. Something out in the tree's.

"Is there something out there, Ryou?" Yugi asked, trying to follow his friends gaze.

Ryou jumped and turned to look at Yugi, "Oh, no, nothing's out there. I was just...thinking...."

That's when Yugi noticed his black eye.

"Ryou! Your eye! What happened?!" Yugi cried.

Ryou bowed his head, letting his hair fall over his face, as he tried to hid his cuts and bruises. He began to rub a large spot on his left arm, just above his shirt cuff. Yugi automaticly knew what had happened. Ryou had gotten beaten by his yami again."Why did Bakura do this to you?!" Yugi asked.

Ryou stiffened at that name, but remained silent.

Let me try to talk to him, Yugi

Alright, I guess you could try. Good luck Yami

Yami Yugi switched again with his light. He got up and gracefully jumped over a now sleeping Joey, landing quietly next to a half zoned-out sat down on his right leg, while he leaned against his left.

He gently layed his right hand on Ryou's hunched back and said softly, "Ryou...."

Ryou didn't seem to notice, or chose not too.

"Ryou...." Yami tried again, "I want to help you. I really do. But I can't. At least, not if you don't tell me what happened and why."

Finally, Ryou turned to face Yami. The multi-colored haired youth was a little shocked to see tears glistening his eyes. Ryou furiously tried to blink them back.

"I want you to help me, Yami...but...." Ryou's soft voice trailed off.

"But what, Ryou?" Yami urged, gently.

"I-I'm afraid of w-what he'll do t-to m-m-me......" His voice began to crack.

"If you talk to someone about it?' Yami finished for him.

Ryou nodded, sniffed, and started to wipe the tears from his eyes, refusing to himself not to cry.

"You know that he cannot harm you when I am around." Yami Yugi reassured, "So please tell me. I promise that you will have no harm done to yourself by telling me."

Bakura looked down at his Millenium Ring for a moment, considering Yami's words. After a few minutes of silence between the two, Ryou nodded and said, softly, "Alright."

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Toby: Ooooooo..cliffy! Kinda............Well, there's the first chapter to the who-knows-how many-chapter story! The next chapter should include some blood and stuff, but hey! Thats the glory of an authoress-s-s- s..s......life. To write bloody........gory.........violent........fics.........

Ryou: Ok, dont you think that you've said enough? Considering that just described what will happen to me in the next chap----"

Toby: Covors Ryou's mouth quickly SHHHH!!!!!!

Bakura: Shoots a fist into the air Yeesssssssssss......

Ryou:Groans Noooooooo........

Toby: Remember to R&R!! If you dont, you'll never know if Ryou come's out ali---er---what happens to him!! ^___^;;