Trial By Nightmare

Trial by Nightmare

Disclaimer :I'm sick of typing I don't own anything you recognize, but I have to.

Warning: hmmmm.....lets see, this chappie has a little violence and a whole lotta swearing. OH yeah! and some light use of good ole mary-ja-wanna.


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Kaiba closed his cellphone and shoved it in his pocket.

“We need to talk”

He lead Caroline out of the room, leaving everybody wondering what was going on. Marik leaned

over and whispered in Tany’s ear.

“You think she’s in trouble?”

Tany shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know.......Kaiba is so unpredictable.”

Malik puffed up his chest and clenched his fists. “I’ll fucking mash him in bits if he thinks he can

mess with my woman!”

Marik patted his dark on the back arinnrinned.

“You need to relax big guy.......and I have the perfect solution.”

Malik looat hat his light curiously. “What are you talking about?”

Marik opened their mind link and shared his idea.

“OOOOH! THAT! Yes, I do need to relax.” Malik said eagerly.

Ryou was no idiot, he knew what Marik was referring to. “I need to ‘relax’ too......mind if I join

you?”

“We don’t mind at all” Marik winked as he lead Malik and Ryou into a back bedroom.

Yugi grabbed Yami’s hand and started yanking him to the door eagerly.

“I’m gonna go talk to those fans downstairs, after all, Tany did promise them that we would talk

to them once we got back”

“I’ll go with you” Tany smiled. “I can’t let anything bad happen to you, my *boss* would kill

me.” she chuckled as she followed them out.

Tea threw her arms around Bakura and laid a BIG wet kiss right on his lips

“I love you Bakura! Thank you for saving my life! Isn’t friendship awesome!” she squealed.

Bakura recoiled from her touch and wiped his lips with the back of his hand.

“Ra damn woman! Keep your parasitic lips off of me! I don’t need friends, nor do I wish to have

any. I’m out of here!”

Bakura flung open the door and slammed it shut behind him. A picture fell off the wall inside in

the wake of his outburst.

He stalked around the hotel, discretely stuffing various things in his pockets, until he came to a

side exit. Through the glass door, he could see a sign across the road that read “The Doll House”.

//Hmmm.....that sounds like it could prove to be fun// he thought to himself as he exited the hotel

and crossed the street. He could hear the loud thump of the music playing inside as he stood at the

front doors of the club. A group of younger men talked out of the club and stood off the side.

Bakura listened in on their conversation for the hell of it.

“Dude! Did you see the jugs on that chick!”

“Fuck yeah man! that babe was STACKED! If I had a woman like her I’d never have to buy

pillows again!”

“Its sucks you gotta go home so early Bobby, cause I think that one stripper had the hots for

you.”

Bakura grinned evilly.

//Strippers, eh? I must go inside and see for myself.// he thought to himself.

Bakura was pleasantly surprised once he was inside. He took a seat up at the bar and

ordered himself a beer. as has happy that the topless bartender didn’t card him, because he didn’t

have Ryou’s ID card with him. He spun his bar stool around after paying for his drink and quietly

watched the women on stage dancing.

“Bakura?” a familiar voice called out.

Bakura turned his head and saw Odeon standing a few feet away.

“What are you doing here?” Bakura answered back.

Odeon walked over and sat next to Bakura.

“I couldn’t handle Tea. That crazy bitch was just more than I could handle. What brings you

here?”

“Same thing. I’ll have to bathe in alcohol to disinfect myself from all her wretched hugs and

kisses.”

Bakura glanced up at the stage and sipped his beer.

“and the T&A drew me in here”

Odeon looked at Bakura quizzically.

“T and A? What’s that?”

Bakura licked his lips and grinned.

“Tits and ass. I learned that term from Ryou.” he said with a wink.

“Well you’re certainly in the right place for that” Odeon grinned back.

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“So what we gwe going to do tonight?” Marik mused as laid back on the bed.

“We could find a few new minds to control in this city and send them out to get us some new rare

cards” Malik suggested as he shined his Millennium rod with his cloak.

“Nah, not tonight. I’m a little tired, and whenever we control minds it takes too much out of me.”

Marik replied.

“You’re no fun.....You want to go control minds with me Ryou?” Malik grinned.

Ryou started laughing so hard he fell off the bed.

“I’m too fucked up. I couldn’t control a remotetroltrol car right now”

“Awe damn” Malik whined. He held his Millennium rod up to the light, purposing reflecting the

light off of it into Marik’s eyes.

“Hey! Cut it out camel shit!” Marik grabbed at the rod and tried wrestling it away from Malik.

“No, no, no!” Malik chuckled as he pinned his light to the bed and started tickling him.

“Ahhh! Help Ryou! My darks’ trying to molest me!” Marik lau pla playfully as his dark tickle

tortured him.

“Damn.....You two are a trip” Ryou chuckled as he got up off the floor.

“Nobody calls me camel shit without suffering the repercussions!’ Malik snickered as he

continued his assault on his light.

Ryou watched on as Malik playfully pulled Marik into a headlock and gave him a noogie. He

silently wished that he and Bakura could have that sort of relationship. Marik was laughing so

hard his face was beet red, and Malik was laughing just as hard.

A knock at the door interrupted their fun though.

“Who is it?” Malik called out as he got off his light.

“It’s me, can I come in?”

Marik looked over at Ryou with wide eyes.

“Shit, it’s Caroline, hide the stash!” he said in a hushed voice. Ryou grabbed the paraphernalia off

the nightstand and stuffed it in his pants pocket. Malik hopped off the bed and answered the

door.

“I got some interesting news guys” she sighed as she walked in, closing the door behind her.

All three looked up at her curiously

“What is it?” Marik asked curiously as he pulled her onto the bed.

“Kaiba said I have to go home.....”

Malik jumped up off the bed fuming mad.

“WHAT! WHY! He can’t do that!”

“Yeah! He can’t make you go home!” Marik protested.

“I’m sorry to hear that” Ryou sympathized.

An evil grin crept across Caroline’s lips.

“You didn’t let me finish........I have to go home......SO I CAN PACK MY CLOTHES AND

HEAD OUT ON TOUR WITH YOU GUYS! Kaiba just hired me on as head of security!”

“For real! Holy shit!” Marik exclaimed.

“What about your job here....as a cop?” Malik asked curiously.

Caroline shrugged her shoulders and smiled.

“I quit....being a cop sucked anyway. ”

Ryou looked at her surprised.

“You quit your job to come out with us?”

Caroline shrugged her shoulders and grinned.

“Yup. I’d better get going now. I know my dads going to give me a very lengthy lecture about

this. But I don’t care, I’m ready for him. I’m too old to let him tell me what to do anymore.”

Malik clutched his rod and smirked.

“You want me to go with you? I can use my rod if he gets too much for you”

Caroline smiled brightly and threw her arms around him.

“I’d love that. C’mon than, let’s roll”

Malik and Caroline left quickly, leaving Marik and Ryou to their own vices.


“So what should w ton tonight?” Marik ask Ryou.

Ryou sighed and flopped on thd ned next to Marik.

“I don’t bloody know. Bakura was always good at thinking up things to do”

Marik turned onto his side and propped his chin up with his hand. He looked at Ryou

remorsefully.

“Sorry about Bakura. I wish there was something I could do to make you feel better.”

“I wish I knew a way to get through to him. I mean hell, I thought he was really coming around before all

this happened. What more can I do? I've triveryverything, still it's so hard to get through to him. ” Ryou’s eyes began to well up with tears.

Marik shook his head

“Don’t get so worked up over this. I’m sure there’s a way to get through to him.”

Marik sat up and smiled.

“I know what we can do tonight. Go throw on some different clothes, we’re going out to find us

some fun.”


******a little while later******

“Do you think Caroline wilnd und us using her motorcycle?” Ryou ask Marik nervously.

Marik finished buttoning his shirt and shook his head.

“She said it’s fine. I had Malik ask her permission through our mind link”

Ryou smiled as he finished brushing his hair.

“You’re so lucky to have Malik. Bakura blocked our link.”

Marik grabbed the brush and started brushing his hair.

“If Bakura wants to pout, let him, but don’t let him get you down. Tonight we’re going to party

like rockstars, and YOU are going to have fun. Got it?”

Ryou tied his sneakers and nodded.

“Yes, I’ve got it. So where are we going?”

Marik threw down the brush and looked himself over in the mirror.

“We’re starting out strip club Malik saw. After that, who cares!” Marik grinned as he admired

himself.

“Damn, I look good tonight!” he mused to himself.

Ryou grinned as he pushed Marik aside and looked himself over.

“I’m not too shabby myself” he smiled at his reflection.

“You’re not as sexy as I am, but you’re acceptable” Marik smirked as he shoved his way back

infront of the mirror.

Ryou chuckled at his friend as he pulled on his jacket.

“Let’s r Mar Marik said eagerly as he slid a long black leather trench coat on and yanked Ryou out

the door.

Minutes later they walked through the doors of The Doll House. Marik lead Ryou up to the bar

and ordered them both a shot and a beer. Marik smiled when he saw Ryou just about fall off his

bar stool as he caught sight of the beautiful women dancing on stage.

“Those have to be fake” Marik snickered.

Ryou’s eyes were fixed on the dancers, he was so mesmerized he didn’t even hear Marik.

“Master Marik, what are you doing here?” Odeon ask as he approached them.

“Hello Odeon. Ryou needed to get out. Bakura has been pissing on his parade since he got back

from defeating Anubis, so I decided he needed some fun.”

Odeon pointed toward the stage and frowned.

“Thight ght not be the best place to be than. Look over there.”

Marik looked to where Odeon was pointing and saw Bakura getting a lap dance from one of the

strippers.

“Shit.” Marik groaned. He closed his eyes and thought for a minute.

“Odeon. You keep Bakura out of Ryou’s sight for a while. I’ve got a plan”

“Yes Master.” Odeon replied without hesitating.

Marik turned to the bartender and ordered 2 more shots.

//If I get Ryou drunk enough, this night will go as I planned.// he thought to himself.

After numerous drinks, Ryou was so drunk he could barely walk, but his mood seemed to have

improved. He was finally smiling and joking around. He still hadn’t noticed Bakura on the other

side of the loud smoky strip club.

“Marik......let’s play some pool” Ryou slurred.

“Okay” Marik agreed, since the pool tables were in a separate room. Ryou racked up the balls and

walked around the table.

“Marik? Should I get a oo?”oo?” he mused as Marik broke the balls.

“Excuse me?” Marik replied as he took a at at the 9 ball.

“You know, a tattoo, ink and needles.”

Marik screwed up his face as he made another shot.

“As long as you’re willing to live with it for the rest of your life. I’m stuck with one I didn’t even

want.”

“Yes, but it looks cool.” Ryou nodded.

“It hurt like a cock sucking whore Ryou.”

“You look like a cock sucking whore” Ryou snickered drunkenly as Marik made another shot.

“You going to let me play in this game or not?”

Marik grinned as he sunk another ball.

“I can’t help I’m good.”

Ryou took a seat on a nearby stool and lit up a cigarette.

“What kind of tat should I get? A skull? a little devil? a hot babe with huge knockers?”

Marik growled as he missed his shot.

“I think you should think about it when your sober”

Ryou got up and took the pool stick from Marik.

“No, I want one tonight. I saw a tattoo parlor next door.”

Marik rolled his eyes and took a seat where Ryou had been sitting.

“Listen Ryou, you’re drunk off your ass. Let’s just finish this game and go back to the hotel.”

Ryou shot at a ball and missed it completely.

“Fuck, maybe you’re right.” he laughed as he handed the stick back to Marik.

Marik paused for a minute before making another shot.

“Malik just told me Caroline and him are on their way back. They want her bike back so they can

go cause trouble or something.”

Marik made his last few shots, not noticing a big burly biker guy with a long gray scraggly beard

walking over and watching them.

“You know Ryou, it would have been easier to beat you if you’d at least shot one ball in.” Marik

mused as he shot in the last ball.

“Yeah yeah” Ryou grinned as he walked to the bar to get him and Marik another beer.

The big scary looking biker guy walked up to Marik and looked down at him.

“You you think you’re a good shot, eh sonny?”

Marik looked up at the guy and fro.
.

“Who the fuck are you?”

“The names' Fang. How about you rack us up a game and I’ll show you how a real man plays.”

Marik’s grip on his pool stick tightened as he glared up at Fang.

“You’re on....but Ill be the one teaching you a lesson about how a ‘real man’ plays.”

The two exchanged glares as Marik racked up the game.

Fang crossed his arms and looked at Marik smugly.

“How about we make this game worth our while.”

Marik looked at him quizzically.

“What are you suggesting?”

Fang grinned evilly at the lanky Egyptian.

“Twenty bucks and a 6 pack says I beat your scrawny ass.”

“You’re on asshole.”

Fang made the break. Two of the solid color balls fell into the same pocket.

“Hope you packed a lunch, pretty boy.” he scoffed at Marik.

“Blow it out your hairy ass dirt bag.”

Ryou could tell Marik was starting to lose his temper. He wasn’t the kind of guy that let people

talk bad of him. Though he was drunk off his ass, Ryou still knew it was best to try to get Marik

out of there.

“Marik, c’mon, let’s just pay this guy off and leave.”

Fang started to laugh, and completely missed his shot. He walked around the table and looked

down at Ryou.

“Well well, what do we have here?” He looked over at Marik with an evil grin

“This must be your little boyfriend now, eh?”

Marik threw down his pool stick angrily and faced off with Fang.

“You know, I’ve had just about enough of your lip asshole. If you’re as much of a man as you say

you are.....Let’s take this out back”

“If you insist” Fang growled.

“Oh, I do.....believe me. I fucking insist alright” Marik hissed.

Ryou grit his teeth.

“Oh shit”


Marik walked over and kicked the back door open and walked out, Fang close behind him. Ryou

followed nervously behind. Even though Ryou didn’t like when Marik got into fights, he always

wanted to be there to back him up.......just incase. Three shady characters followed behind Ryou.

“What’s you’re problem with me, assface?” Marik growled.

“You look like my ex-wife” Fang laughed snidely.

“That’s it mother fucker, you’re dead!” Marik lept forward and grabbed Fang by the throat,

simultaneously bringing his fist forward, connecting with the burley biker’s chin. The fight

exploded after that. The three other guys that followed him grabbed Ryou and threw him to the

ground.

“Hey, what the fu-” *BAM!* Ryou took a boot to the head. The three assailants proceeded to

pound Ryou while Marik fought viscously. Fang was much larger than Marik, and even though

Marik was a tough scrapper; Fang had the advantage.


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Malik and Caroline walked into the strip club and looked around for Ryou and Marik.

They spotted Odeon and Bakura practically melting up by the stage.

“Shall we?’ Malik grinned at Caroline.

“You think it’s safe?” She chuckled.

They crept behind Bakura and Odeon quietly, intending to scare the crap out of them. Bakura was

waving a $20 bill trying to coax a busty brunette over to dance for him. Odeon was doing the

same. Malik grinned mischievously at Caroline as he reached over and tapped Bakura’s shoulder.

“AHH!” Bakura jumped back surprised. He realized it was only Malik and grinned.

“You scared the fuck out of me! Hey, check this out.....” He smiled as he pointed to the stripper

named Melek.

Malik’s eyes glanced at the dancer, but didn’t stay on her long.

“I already got something hot to take my money....” he winked at Caroline.

She playfully smacked him on the arm.

“Hey, I’m gonna go bring my bike around back....I’ll be back in a few, okay?”

Malik grabbed her by her hips and pulled her close to him.

“Don’t be long” he purred as he drew her into a steamy kiss.

“Mmm....don’t worry, I’ll be quick.” she sighed longingly.

Malik turned back to Bakura after Caroline was out of sight.

“Have you seen Marik? He said he was here.”

Bakura shrugged his shoulders.

“Nope, sorry.”

Malik tried their mind link, but all he got was a very bad feeling.

“Shit Bakura......something isn’t right.”

“What do you mean?” Bakura said absently as he slipped one of the girls a five dollar bill.

“I don’t know.....mind coming with me? I want to look around this place.”

“Awe.....Marik’s fine.....we’ll miss...haha...THAT” Bakura grinned as he pointed to a stripper

slithering seductively across the stage.

Malik shrugged his shoulders “I can see that anytime.....C’mon now”

Bakura frowned as he reluctantly followed Malik.

They walked to the back room where the pool tables were and noticed the backdoor open. They

could hear yelling outside.

Malik instinctively hurried outside with Bakura close behind.

He saw his light on the ground getting throttled shitless. He quickly ran over and grabbed the

biker off of Marik and slammed him roughly into the brick wall.

“Got any last wishes?” Malik spat in the guys face as he held him up against the wall by his throat.

Bakura looked passed Malik and noticed the bikers three friends kicking the hell out of Ryou.

“Ryou!” he yelled as he ran up to them.

“Who are you now, his mommy?” One of them laughed.

Bakura lowered his eyes as his hair began to twitch.

“I’m somebody you really should know better than to mess with, fool. I suggest you get out of

my face now.....or you may find yourself in a situation that’s too much for you to handle.”

“Doubt that” one of the guys scoffed.

Suddenly, the thunderous growl of Caroline’s Harley moved in from off to the left.

She stopped her bike just behind where Malik and Bakura were standing.

“Holy fucken shit, what the hell?”

“Don’t worry babe, we got it” Malik nodded curtly back at her.

Bakura and Malik looked at each other and nodded. Malik pulled out the Millennium rod and

Bakura’s ring began to glow. The men froze in place with terror written across their faces.

Bakura walked around the pompously and laughed.

“I want to remember you like this, cowards!”

Bakura stood next to Malik and crossed his arms.

“Wouldn’t it be fun to hear them grovel?”

Malik nodded his head

“Yes, it would.”

Bakura snapped his fingers, allowing only the thugs mouths to move.

“We’re sorry man! Please don’t hurt us!” Fang pleaded.

Malik looked eye to eye with Fang and glared.

“Ever been to the Shadow Realm?”

“W-What’s that?” Fang gulped.

“You shall find out very soon” Malik hissed as he held up his rod.

Horrified screams could be faintly heard coming from the motionless aggressors. A purple haze

began enveloping them.

Malik and Bakura laughed together as the men slowly disappeared.

Once there was nothing left of them they ran to their lights.

“Marik, hey, you okay?”

Marik got to his feet slowly and groaned.

“Yeah, a little banged up, but I’ll be fine.”

Bakura kneeled over Ryou and touched his cheek.

“Shit. Ryou, are you going to be alright? Hey, talk to me”

“ooooooh....owwwwwe” Ryou groaned in response.

Bakura scooped him up into his arms and turned to Malik, Marik and Caroline.

“I’m taking him back to the hotel.”

“I think I’m going to go back there too.....I need to rest.” Marik added.

Malik turned to Caroline,

“You take him back, Ill wait here. After you’re done we’ll go do what we planned,

okay....sweetie?”

Caroline chuckled at him because he was trying way to hard to look cute.

“Sounds like a deal......honey” she snickered back to him as she helped Marik onto her

motorcycle.


*******Back at the hotel*********

Bakura laid Ryou gently on the couch. “I’ll go get you some ice”

Ryou closed his eyes and didn’t say anything. Caroline and Marik walked in as Bakura rushed out

to find the ice machine.

Caroline walked over to Ryou while Marik went into the bathroom to take a nice warm bath.

“What happened back there?” she ask him.

“Those thugs jumped us because of a pool game.” he winced in pain.

Caroline rolled her eyes.

“I’ve arrested all of them before.....they’re part of a biker group called ‘Satan’s chosen’. Even the

cops don’t like messing with any of them.”

“Why did they target us?” Ryou ask her.

“They target whoever. You’re lucky Malik and Bakura showed up when they did though. You’re

lucky, I wish I had a dark to save my ass.”

“CARRRRROOOLIIINE.........can you come here please?” Marik whined foam the bathroom.

She stood up and looked down at Ryou sympathetically.

“You take care, okay?”

Ryou grimaced and rubbed his head.

“I’ll certainly try”

Caroline smiled brightly and patted his head

“You’re cute, even all beat up.... you know that?”

Ryou’s cheeks turned bright red.

“Thank you” he said shyly.

Caroline turned and started walking toward the bathroom.

“Carrrrrrrroline.......are you coming?” Marik whined some more.

“Oh shush up, you aren’t gonna die.” she chuckled as she closed the bathroom door.

Bakura returned with a big bag of ice and some sandwich bags.

He set the bag on the table and sighed.

“Sorry that took so long, I had to go across the road to the gas station.”

He filled one of the sandwich bags with ice and brought it over to Ryou.

“Here, this should help the swelling”

Ryou took the bag and turned away.

Bakura sat on the arm of the couch and looked down at his light.

“Ryou?”

Ryou ignored him.

“Hey, what’s the deal? Why won’t you talk to me?”

Ryou turned his head slightly and glared at Bakura.

“What?” Bakura held up his hands infront of him questioningly.

“Just leave me be” Ryou said sharply.

Bakura wasn’t quite sure how to respond. He felt a strange feeling come over him.

“Ryou.....this isn’t the way you treat somebody who might have just saved your damned life.”

Ryou choked out a sarcastic laugh.

“Damned isht. ht. Damned to a life with you”

Bakura couldn’t believe his ears.

“Excuse me? You should be overjoyed to have me! At least I don’t go around pinching your ass

in public or drawing on your face with markers!”

Ryou turned away again and closed his eyes.

“I should have known better than to think you actually were my friend. You haven’t changed a

bit. You’re still the same evil, bitter, vengeful asshole you were when we first met. Now please

leave me the hell aloneu neu never really cared about me and you never will, so fuck off”

Bakura lowered his eyes as he stalked toward the door.

“Fine. I’ll go. But just for the record, you’re still the same pathetic weakling you were when we

first met.....ungrateful little brat.”

Ryou ignored Bakura.

Caroline came out of the bathroom because she heard some yelling.

“What’s going on?” she ask Bakura as he passed by.

“Nothing. I’m going for a walk.”

Caroline shrugged her shoulders

“Oooo-kay than.”

She looked back at Marik and smiled,

“I’ll be back later......don’t go and drown in there now, okay?”

“I’ll be fine” Marik replied from somewhere under a fluffy mountain of lilac scented bubbles.

Caroline blew him a kiss and headed out the door to rejoin Malik at the strip club.

Joey walked into the livingroom, dressed only in a pair of jogging pants and noticed Ryou on the

couch.

“Hey man.....what happened to you?”

Ryou turned to Joey and sighed.

“Some assholes jumped Marik and I tonight.”

“Damn, well if ya need anything just let me know. Is it alright with you if I watch some tv out

here?”

“Go ahead, it’s fine” Ryou replied as he turned to face the television.


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Bakura wrapped his arms around himself, the wind was brisk, causing him to shiver. He

stalked the empty streets angrily. It was unusually quiet.....quiet enough that Bakura could hear

himself breathing heavily. It just didn’t seem right. Ryou wasn’t even thankful that he’d shown up

and saved him. Voices in Bakura’s head urged him to keep walking.....He felt so infuriated inside.

How could Ryou do this to him? Why? Memories began flooding Bakura’s mind. He remeed ed

a time when Ryou was home alone and couldn’t go out because of a snowstorm. There was

nothing good on television, so he talked Ryou into buying a bunch of the cheap porn movies off

the satellite dish. The movies were so cheesy that Ryou swore off sex for 2 months. Memory after

memory overwhelmed Bakura, causing him to get so angry he kicked over a garbage can. He

couldn’t even feel the pain from kicking the garbage can, because a worse pain was throbbing

inside him. He knew what was happening, but he couldn’t admit it. He began realizing Ryou was

the true victim in this situation, not him. Even though he’d saved him from the bikers, the fact that

he wasn’t there to prevent the fight in the first place was the problem. He realized how cruel and

evil he really was without his light. Bakura growled under his breath angrily as he continued

walking down the road to nowhere. A light rain began to fall.

//I can’t go back. If I do I’ll just hurt Ryou more than I already have.” He mumbled to himself

sorrowfully.


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The next morning was hectic. Everybody was busy packing up their suitcases and loadtheitheir

things on the new tour bus Kaiba had provided them. After checking out of their suite, they all

filed onto the bus.

“Everybody ready to roll?” Joey grinned as he sat in the drivers seat.

Malik looked around as he stood up.

“Hey, where’s Bakura?”

Kaiba lowered his eyes and scowled.

“We can’t wait for him any longer. We’re already behind schedule. He’ll just have to find his own

way...Get this bus moving puppy” Kaiba said to Joey firmly.

“But.....” Ryou began to say, but cut himself off. Bakura still had their mind link blocked, so there

was no way to let him know anything. Ryou sat back and closed his eyes. His heart panged for

Bakura, but his head told him to just forget about him......if that was even possible.

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