Letters To Bakura

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Yugioh or any of the characters nor do I make any money off this fanfiction.

Author's Note:

I am still working on my other stories and got the idea for this one. This is the story. I will be coming out with a prequel and a sequel to this story, but I wanted to get this story out first. Why? I have no idea, but probably because the chapters are shorter than the prequel or the sequel. I hope you enjoy. :)

For this story people are known as the following. Yami no Yuugi is known as Atem or pharaoh. Yami no Bakura is Bakura while Ryo Bakura is Ryo. Yami no Malik is known as Marik.

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October 12, 2011

Dear Bakura,

 

If there was ever a memory that I didn’t want you to have, then that would be it.  If I could make sure you never remembered what that memory was then I would without any hesitation. Bakura, please for now, don’t ask any more about THAT memory. It was too painful  for the both of us. I hated it. I shouldn’t have said “ok”. I shouldn’t have…

 

I am sorry Bakura. I can’t even face that memory completely just yet and for a reason I am sure you will understand when I tell you. However, I can tell you that within that memory is when we lost each other. At the end of that memory was probably when the pharaoh erased your memories so you would forget all about me.

 

It shouldn’t have happened Bakura. I am so sorry. I hope when I do tell you what happened that you will be able to forgive me. I truly and honestly do. I couldn’t stand it if you hated me. It would be so much worse than the fact you can’t remember me now.

 

I didn’t break my promise.. I just couldn’t…. Sorry… I will write a letter tomorrow detailing the first part of the spell. We will be together again soon and once I complete what I need to, I promise to make it up to you.

 

Love,

Yuugi

 

Bakura was up early than usual at four in the morning in order to steal the object he needed, but first he checked for the letter that was already waiting for him. It was strange but he could almost feel Yuugi’s pain as he read the letter. Whatever happened must have been bad, but what could have happened. He had no memories and only flashes including a flash of a bit of conversation which he assumed had to be the end of that memory.

 

“It’s the only way…”

 

“There has to be another way. This will hurt Bakura even more.”

 

“Not if he doesn’t remember…”

 

Those voices he had not yet put names to, but he knew they were that of his “friends”.  What was the only way and why didn’t he have the choice in whether or not it happened? Shouldn’t he have been allowed to make his own decision and on top of that why hadn’t he? Bakura shook his head. Yuugi promised him answers and he would trust Yuugi as he couldn’t trust his friends. He knew Yuugi wasn’t lying but it didn’t stop him from trying to piece together small clues in the other letters to know his lover’s whereabouts. He wrote a response back to Yuugi still trying to piece things together.

 

Quickly realizing the time, he hid the letter and then used shadow magic to sneak into the museum. He had the replacement object in hand as he did his best to sneak in the shadows. While he had helped design and perfect the security system for some reason he had left a blind spot just in case. Most ordinary thieves wouldn’t find the blind spot no matter how experienced they were, but Bakura was no ordinary thief. He got in and out quickly sensing another millennium object coming towards the building making sure to erase all traces of him being there.

 

Isis walked into the building feeling something amiss but decided it was nothing. The pharaoh’s magic was said to be the best and she had not seen anything with her necklace. There was also nothing missing nor was there anything wrong. Isis just sighed and figured it was the long hours of working with no real break or anything.