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.

**Hason Shita Hikari: roughly translates to Corrupted or Damaged Light. Google Translate is weird.

October 2, 2011

Dear Bakura,

Open up the door to your mind. I want to know what's going on in there. Can't I at least be granted to see you that way? Do you even know what I am talking about? If you do then please write back for today. I don't understand why you of all people don't understand. You remember how much of a battle it was. You remember why I did what I did.

Or do you?

Did they erase your memory? Then again why am I asking you that. You wouldn't know. The pharaoh isn't as stupid as he sometimes comes off as. After all, he convinced you to lock me in here to teach me a lesson of some sort, but you probably don't remember what that lesson is do you? You don't even remember whether or not it was a lesson I needed to learn. I guess I was perhaps a little too harsh in my first letter then. I am going to have to work slower to work my way through what he did to you.

Do you remember your ancient past? I am sure he didn't take that away from you. I already know that you forgave him when you found out the truth about your past. I am going to ask you not to tell them about this or they will make you forget even the simplest letter. Hide these. Let me know in another letter. If you truly don't want to know then tell me that as well.

Please remember that I love you as I help you through this.

Yours forever,

Hason Shita Hikari (Corrupted Light)

A groan came from Bakura's lips as he woke up yet again feeling as though he needed something to drink. An almost sleepy glance at the clock revealed once more that it was five in the morning, but for some reason he just had to wake up now. He was so tired and yet once again he had gone to sleep early and had gotten just a bit less than eight hours of it. Bakura laid in bed for a moment frowning and asking himself why he was up at this time before remembering yesterday.

Slowly, Bakura got up and went over to his dresser opening the drawer and seeing yet another letter once again from the Corrupted Light. He opened it and sat on his bed reading it. If Bakura was to say that he wasn't the least bit curious then he would be lying. Erase his memory? Why would they erase his memory of something? This once again reminded Bakura that there was something his friends were hiding from him, but he tried to wash that fear away. He remembered being alone for thousands of years sealed in a ring. He didn't want to believe people he had come to think of as friends were no longer that.

Bakura looked at the letter for a few moments trying to decide if he should really do this. This could be another problem like with Zorc trying to poison his mind, but the actions of his friends were making him think otherwise. It all boiled down to one thing for Bakura. He wanted to know if his feelings and his instincts were correct. He wanted to know if he was right all this time. Was there someone missing? He quickly wrote a letter and hid it where he found the previous two hoping all his questions would be answered. Bakura got up going along his day with that in mind.

Dear Hason Shita Hikari,

I want to know if my feelings are right. I keep asking my friends if someone is missing but they always tell me 'no'. What can you tell me about this? I guess I should start with a small question first. How are you a hikari? I thought the only ones were Ryo and Malik.

Hoping to find another letter,

Bakura