When someone so delicate could make even the strongest crumble, it completely destroys Mariku when Ryou is found dead- supposedly by foul play.

After returning home from several months in an institution, Melvin emerges from his sane façade and goes back to doing what he does best; being a sadistic psychopath. Another part of his life is Bakura; the only good thing to ever happen to him. Ryou, on the other hand, has hit rock bottom in his life and is trying to get back to where he was before. He's been through and has seen it all. Now he's struggling to pay his rent and is working as hard as he can. Melvin loses the keys to his apartment, and, without paying the rent of his own, stays with the selfless, pitying Ryou, who only lives a floor above him. Ryou is completely vulnerable- perfect for Melvin to take advantage and make his life even more of a living hell than it already is. But what if it backfires? What if Ryou is not as weak as he thought he was? What if Ryou is the only one who understands the pain of being...alone? (Other story: Guilty Pleasure) (A/N:this story was written over the course of a year. My writing skill has improved over a year, so the first few chapters may be a little worse, but the writing has, hopefully, improved since when I first started.)