Authors Note: Nobody requested him yet, But I thought everyone would like it :)

[Oh oh oh, there's a place that I know

It's not pretty there and few have ever gone

If I show it to you now

Will it make you run away?]

"Bakura, What's up?" Asked (Y/N) worriedly, banging on the door.

Bakura sat hunched on a couch in his apartment.

No light shone. Only the glimmer of a gold object in his hands illuminated the room.

"Come on, let me in!"

"No." Bakura said lowly, knowing that she wouldn't be able to hear him.

"Fine. I'm coming in. Don't argue with me if I break a window. It's your own fault." He heard her said bitterly as she started to fiddle with the window, trying to open the latch with her hairpin.

Click

(Y/N) slipped through the window, landing onto the carpet.

"Bakura!" She exclaimed, seeing his hunched form.

(Y/N) ran around to face him gripping his shoulders.

"Bakura! What's wrong with you?" Asked asked him, giving him a slap.

Bakura's eyes widened and she ran over to the window she came through, pulling the curtains wide.

"You look deathly pale. Have you been eating?" (Y/N) asked, gripping his cheeks with her hands and shaking his head back and forth.

He grimaced, pulling down her hands.

"I'm fine. You should leave." Bakura whispered softly.

"No, I'm not leaving." She said firmly, locking the window back into place and sitting next to him.

[Or will you stay

Even if it hurts

Even if I try to push you out

Will you return?

And remind me who I really am

Please remind me who I really am]

"I love you Bakura, why are you pushing me away from you?" She questioned, trying to look at his face.

Bakura shrank away from her, his hand itching to grasp hers.

But he resisted.

It was too soon to tell.

To soon too tell if she'd stay with him. 

Or she'd scream and leave. 

Bakura groaned, feeling Yami take over.

Both sides liked her.

But Yami felt only one could have her.

Whitch made it dangerous for her to be here.

"Don't you understand, It's for your safety." He spat before he felt Yami take over completely.

Yami Bakura's eyes grew wide, looking over to her as she said.

"I don't care. I'll love you till the end. I could care less what happens to me. Besides, you'd never hurt me."

Yami Bakura quickly grasped her wrists, pushing her back onto the couch, pinning her under him.

"Bakura? Are you alright?" (Y/N) asked, her face showing signs of shock.

Yami Bakura chuckled, lowering his head, brushing his lips against hers softly.

"Good Bakura is gone... This is my dark side..." He muttered, pressing his lips quickly to hers.

[Everybody's got a dark side

Do you love me?

Can you love mine?

Nobody's a picture perfect

But we're worth it

You know that we're worth it

Will you love me?

Even with my dark side?]

He had expected her to flail, scream, push him away.

Except she kissed him back fully.

Yami Bakura pulled back, startled, looking down at her.

(Y/N) smirked.

"You really thought I'd leave you because you have a dark side?"

"Yes..." He said, his heart beat slowing, letting go of her.

(Y/N) launched herself forwards, hugging him tightly.

"I don't mind, as long as your still you."

He wrapped his arms around her, fading slowly back to normal Bakura.

"Do... you really love me?" He asked quietly, wrapping a strand of her hair round his finger.

"Yes. Yes I do." (Y/N) said automatically.

[Like a diamond

From black dust

It's hard to know

What can become

If you give up

So don't give up on me

Please remind me who I really am]

(Y/N) walked down the street, her shoes clicking against the red bricks as she held Bakura's hand.

She dragged him along, showing him countless things.

He felt as long as she there, he might not turn evil...

A hand was placed on his shoulder, making him instantly tense up.

Bakura turned to see Yugi Moto.

"What are doing here.... Pharaoh." He growled, his hair standing on edge, a dark look coming over him.

(Y/N) entwined her fingers with his again, looking across at Yugi.

"Um, thanks for coming to see us Yugi, but I think it's best if we leave." 

Yugi looked surprised, looking at Bakura.

"Well, I just wanted to tell you, Thanks for rooting for me yesterday!" He said happily, not noticing the way Bakura tried to pull away from (Y/N).

"Yes yes, well bye!" She said happily back, yanking on Bakura's arm.

He argued with her as he saw him walk away.

"Shush! Your getting worse aren't you?" (Y/N) asked him, clutching his face with her hands, making him look at her.

Her eyes drifted downwards as his grip tensed on her hand suddenly.

"D-Don't leave me." He said.

"Why are you saying that all the sudden?"

"Just, don't leave me."

"Alright. Just, Bakura, if you really hate this side, remember who you are. Your Bakura. Your the happy Bakura." (Y/N) stroked his face, ignoring the people watching them with puzzled looks.

[Everybody's got a dark side

Do you love me?

Can you love mine?

Nobody's a picture perfect

But we're worth it

You know that we're worth it

Will you love me?

Even with my dark side?]

"Come on Bakura." (Y/n) pulled him down the road quickly, heading to a mirror.

"Look." She said, pushing him in front of it.

Yami Bakura looked over at her, a look of distaste on his face.

"What's this about?" He snapped at her.

(Y/N) breathed deeply, taking out a small pair of scissors from her pocket.

"Forgive me." She murmured, hugging him.

Yami Bakura looked surprised, then shocked as the golden necklace fell to the ground, it's light fading softly.

"Now look! This is who you are." Bakura reached down for the necklace but she slapped his hand.

"No. Look in the mirror first."

[Don't run away

Don't run away

Just tell me that you will stay

Promise me you will stay

Don't run away

Don't run away

Just promise me you will stay

Promise me you will stay]

Bakura looked into the mirror, seeing (Y/N) loop her arms round his neck, kissing him on the cheek.

"You have everything. You don't need that necklace. Try to throw it away, lock it away, keep it away. If it will help you for a bit" She murmured.

[Will you love me? ohh]

Bakura smiled at her, picking it up by the rope that made it a necklace.

"Alright."

(Y/N) held out her shopping bag, watching him drop it into it.

[Everybody's got a dark side

Do you love me?

Can you love mine?

Nobody's a picture perfect

But we're worth it

You know that we're worth it

Will you love me?

Even with my dark side?]

"Even if your dark side does come back. I'll always be here to help you. don't bother running away from me, I'll find you." She scolded, making him laugh.

"Thank you .... (Y/N)"

[Don't run away

Don't run away]

[Don't run away

Promise you'll stay]

The ring glowed in the bag.

The spirit wasn't gone.

It hadn't forgotten about her.

It hadn't forgotten anything.