Okay, so I'll be thankfully my Lovely Reviewers now. *hearts*
Dreamcreator, lovenyami, consumedbylove, Milly, Kris Phantom, Fallen Crystal Moon(-giggles- I loved your review!)
I love you all. ^-^ It's because of you, that I kept this story going, and did it so fast.
Also, consumedbyloveasked me a question. Did Ryou faint from shock or sickness. A bit of both, honestly. He was weak from being sick, and the shock to his system caused him to faint.

When Ryou woke, he noticed he was back in his bed. Dread filled him as he remembered that Bakura knew he loved him. Normally the most optimistic boy, he couldn't help but figure nothing good could come out of his yami knowing. Although Ryou might have hoped to be loved back, he could find no reason to justify that ever happening.

Slowly making his way back to the living room, he saw Bakura, sitting in the exact same place, in the same way as before. Headphones in, staring blankly at the television. Hope began to fill Ryou, thinking that maybe it had been a dream, and nothing more.

//No, Hikari. It was no dream.//

The hope Ryou had felt was short lived. Trying not to break down in tears, Ryou carefully made his way over to Bakura, feeling weak. When he was in front of him, Bakura took his headphones out, and stood in front of Ryou. Although he wasn't short, Ryou only came up to his darker halves shoulders.

Too nervous to look directly at Bakura, Ryou kept his eyes cast downward.

"Well......So, you know?" A grunt met Ryou's question, which he took as an agreement. Wrapping his arms around himself in a hug, Ryou felt truly scared of his yami, which he hadn't felt in a long time.

"There is no need to be scared." Bakura spoke with amusement in his voice. To Ryou, it sounded as if Bakura was mocking him. The familiar, and uncomfortable, feeling of tears began building in his eyes. "And there is no need to cry either!" Bakura spoke quickly. He hated seeing Ryou cry, especially if it was him who put the tears there.

"There is too a reason to be scared, and there is a need to cry! You know I love you! Please don't hate me." Ryou couldn't stop himself from crying by the time he was done speaking. "I know you don't feel the same, so can we just forget this? Please?"

"No. I can't, and won't forget this. Sorry." The way Bakura spoke in a causal tone made Ryou feel worse. This was nothing to Bakura. His feelings meant nothing. "That's not true! I never said that."

Ryou looked up with wide eyes at Bakura. He'd forgotten that his thoughts could, and most likely would always, be read. Bakura stared back down at him, and Ryou searched his eyes, for any clue as to how his yami actually felt about all this.

"I was going to wait for you to tell me on your own, but when ever a time came to do it, you never would. I finally figured I'd need to take it into my own hands. Which, I will." Bakura said, leaning closer to Ryou. "Silly little hikari. I love you too" And with those final words, Bakura settled his lips over Ryou's.

/WHAT?!/

Ryou pulled away with a glare, and poked his Bakura's chest.

"You made me go through all that bullshit, freaking out, sadness, when you FELT THE SAME?! WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?!" Ryou felt his anger rise with every word, until he was screaming.

"I already told you! I was waiting for you to tell me yourself!" Bakura huffed, trying not to put out that the kiss hadn't lasted very long. Feeling his anger ebb away, Ryou reached a hand up to smack Bakura's head, before pulling him down into another kiss.

/You, sir, are still in trouble. But, I love you anyway/

:3 I couldn't help but make Ryou get angry. I mean, damn, if I liked someone, and they knew, and they put me through that shit, I'd go mental on them, no matter how much I liked them.
Erm, I do have a sequel of sorts in mind. So, keep yer eyes peeled for it! And, something special, if you review at least twice on this story, I'll send you a sneak peak of the sequel. (PM me, or email me with your email address)((Yes, I totally know that's a shameless tatic to get more reviews, but oh well))((( my email - MyRottenHollipop[at]aim[dot]com)))