AN: Again, there's a line for the Anime in this chapter. Same deal as always. I am still open to anyone if they care to send me the right lines. Anyway, most of this chapter is made up in my head. So don't go around think you've missed an episode. (Though why you would…......)

Ryou's problem 10

I fell to the back of the line as I watched Mokuba race through the halls of Pegasus's castle, trying to find his brother. Letting the gaze wander, I saw Tristan close by and a thought struck me.

"Hey, Tristan." I nodded, as I approached him.

"Hey, Ryou. Feeling any better?"

"Well, my head hurts a bit, but other than that I'm fine."

"Good." Tristan nodded. "I'm glad that spirit doesn't hurt you."

/Why that…....../ Bakura growled rolling up his sleeves. I could feel him moving to take over and winced, knowing that would blow his cover.

/Let me handle this!/ I pleaded with him and sighed in relief when he agreed. Laughing I turned back to Tristan.

"No, I'm fine. Really." I grinned. "I did notice something though. I had that old ring. What happened to it?"

"Oh that." Tristan mumbled and stopped walking, allowing the others to move ahead so we could talk in private. "I think it was the source of your spirit, so I threw it out the window."

"Into the woods?" I asked.

"Yea." Tristan shrugged. "You don't have to worry about that spirit anymore."

But I did. At that precise moment, Bakura was imagining painful ways to kill and dispose of Tristan and I had to restrain him to keep him from carrying these plans out.

/HOW DARE HE!/ Bakura raged.

/Bakura, relax!" I pleaded. /We'll find the ring I promise!/

/A millennium item! He threw a millennium item out a window! Does he know how dangerous that is?!/

/We'll find it./ I told Bakura. /I promise. /

Unfortunately I couldn't lose the others for a while.

/Hey, Bakura. / I called.

/Yea? / Bakura replied from his room. He'd been brooding there since he found out that Tristan had thrown away our ring and I had stopped him from killing Tristan. Yamis are such idiots.

/How, exactly, are we getting off this island? /

/Malik will pick us up. / Bakura shrugged.

/Oh. / I nodded and returned my attention to the group. Evidently—I couldn't be sure since I had been on autopilot the entire time—I had followed them outside and we had just meet up with Kaiba. Finally realizing they didn't have a ride off the island, Joey and Tristan ran after Kaiba with Tea and Yugi quick on their heels. Laughing quietly, Bakura tapped me on the shoulder and took over. Pulling the millennium eye out of our pocket and looked at it.

"You may have won the tournament, Yugi." Bakura said almost to himself. "But I have won the real prize. And soon, soon I will have all the millennium items."

Letting out a cruel laugh, Bakura smiled and shoved the millennium eye back into his pocket.

/Yami. / I sighed. /I wish you wouldn't act so cruelly. /

/Shut up, Ryou. / Bakura told me, but I knew he was too happy to really care. Walking off in the opposite direction of Yugi, Bakura wandered into the forest seemed to 'feel' for his millennium item.

/Bakura? What are you doing? /

/Really Ryou. I'm the spirit of the millennium ring. I should be able to sense it, as it is part of me. Now, let me concentrate. Ah there it is. /

Walking a bit off the trail, Yami kicked a couple of bushes until his foot a hard spot. Bending over, Yami reached into a bush and drew out the millennium ring.

"Well, Ryou." Bakura smiled. "Two down; five to go."

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Sighing, I gently dropped my head onto the glass and watched the rain hit the garden below. It's been almost a month since I checked into the clinic. Almost a month since duelist kingdom. Hell, I hadn't been home five minutes before Yami had me packing my bags and making him coffee. Shit, he should check in with me for caffeine addiction! Well, at least he'd covered for me when it came to school. Not that I was complaining, really. It's a nice place, Rebirth clinic. And going through rehab is better than I though it would be. Better than being so screwed up anyway. Okay, so some of the shit we did was pretty stupid. And, okay, so my roommates out of his mind. And, okay, so I miss Yami, but all in all I prefer this to the way I was two months ago.

Not that I'm perfectly cure. My councilor told me I might never get over having 'bouts of need'. He said that they'll get less and less as I spend more time off cocaine, but they'll probably never get rid of them completely. They get pretty bad sometimes and scare me more than anything, to be honest. More than being alone. More than not being in control. More than being back on cocaine. Of course that's just the problem. Whenever I go through a 'bout of need' I convince myself that I need cocaine and will try anything to get another snort. Last time, last Monday, the bout was so strong I knocked out a nurse and had to be sedated.

Fortunately, the bouts are growing further apart and I've learned how to deal with them. And I'll have Yami to help me.

Shaking myself, I remember the reason I was in my room to begin with and grab my duffel bag from my bed. I was going home. Running outside, I smile at Yami who's signing me out…...... in my father's name. We'll be talking later. Smiling at him, I walk over and he nods to me.

/How are you feeling?/ he asks me mentally.

/Good. / I smile.

/That's good. / He grins. /Ready to go home? /

/Yea. / I nod and we walk out into the rain to the waiting taxicab.

~The End~

AN: Yep. It's officially the end! So how'd you like it? Loved it? okay? 'Shot the author'? 'send the angry French mob off to storm the authors castle…...... er, house'? Review and tell me! Thanks! -NightsClaws