Warning: Yaoi, Thiefshipping, Darkshipping, Kleptoshipping, Exoticshipping (which isn't yaoi, but hey, it's cool), and Tendershipping. Bakura=Yami Bakura and Ryou=Ryou Bakura

Yami no Bakura strolled through what looked like just another piece of desert to anyone else, but he recognised as his old home; Kul Elna. Sprits, the same ones he remembered from three thousand years ago, still haunted the area, still tugged at the small part of his mind that was still vaguely human.

"Who are they?" A small voice from beside him had the demon-in-human-flesh turning. At first he thought was that this was another of the sprits, until he noticed the faint modern clothing and pale skin.

"That's none of your business." He turned back around and continued on his way, his silent companion drifting beside him as he descended the steps towards the Millennium Stone.

Ryou sighed. He floated behind his secret love, knowing that soon he would probably be killed or kept as a hostage in the new world.

Bakura paused for a moment at the bottom, taking a deep breath, before ascending the few small steps towards the Stone. He slowly took the Items out of his bag, placing them one by one into their respective places. He finished, and put the bag down. He was about to lift off the Millennium Ring, when that voice spoke again.

"Wait."

"What?" He growled, turning to face the boy with a scowl on his face.

"I...I love you." There. Ryou had told him his biggest secret. He turned his sprit form away from Bakura. "I know you can't love me back, but..." Ryou was unable to continue and tears flowed from his eyes. Unbeknownst to him, Bakura smirked at his back. Said demon now placed the Ring into its slot, and he felt power beyond measure enter his being, human form returning to that of his previous life. His grabbed Ryou's shoulder, effortlessly giving him flesh.

"What the-" Bakura cut him off with a harsh kiss.

And the angel melted into the demon, and darkness ruled the world.

The End!! Bakura rules!! Read and Review, please!