Me: Woot! Today's Ryou's birthday! Awe, it's like yesterday since I wrote my first birthday fic about him.

Ayume: You are weird, and THAT WAS LAST YEAR!

Bakura: You would think she would of did an tendershipping style fic for this right?

Marik: =smirks= She's into our hikari's a little TOO much.

Me: =pouts= but they're kawaii together! Plus, This time, I got four days to work on this one, not two night's like the other one. -_-'

Bakura: So that's why it looked all rushed the older one.

Me: Yup.

Ayume: Plus, at least you REMEMBER this time!

Marik: =laughs= You forgot your favorite character's birthday last year? That's just sad dude, just sad.

Me: T_T shut up and do the disclaimer!

Marik: =smirks= The insane chick doesn't own none of the characters or the movie. But she does have it.

Bakura: Enjoy the weird fic about our hikari's. Oh, caution; Malik and Ryou may or may not be alittle Ooc.


It was late, no sound but the light breathing coming from the cloud covered bed. It's owner curled up in the warmth that was under the thick blanket. It was just a peaceful night; light tapping of rain on his window, The cool darkness that surrounded him in dancing shadows, the little night light by his bed. Yup, it was another perfect night's sleep-

Tap, Tap, Tap!

Ryou moaned curling tighter under his cocoon. Rain was hard to sleep through in this season. He sighed, a smile on his lips as he relaxed his body into another deep slumber. Hands curled around his messy white locks calming him down from the tapping that got louder the more time pasted.

Tap, Tap, Tap!

He flipped over on his back, his eyes still shut. He was to lazy to get up and switch on his radio to drive the rain out of his ears. He just wanted sleep. Tomorrow was coming soon, and he doesn't want to be tired for any of that day.

Tap, Tap, Knock!

His mind didn't register the extra sound that seemed to pierce through the tapping. Ryou's body was to tired to move and his eyes didn't want to open. He groaned from the cold touches at kissed his bare belly. Flipping back to his side, he pulled the shirt down and rubbed his eyes.

Knock, Knock, Knock!

Brown eyes blinked and shut tight. The tapping of the rain was one thing, but who would be knocking on his door at…He turned his head around and growled. Midnight!

Who in Ra's name would be up this late? He mentally screamed as he pulled himself up in a sitting position. Rubbing his tired eyes Ryou dangled his legs over the side of the bed and sighed.

Knock, Knock, Knock!

Again Ryou growled. He hated getting up early, and would be more mad if who ever at his door was just trying to wake him up for something foolish. When his foot made contact to the wood floor freezing spikes shot up his leg making him shiver and recoil. That woke him!

"Where is my slippers?" He asked the wind as he swung his head around the room for the objects. Rain mix with night equals cold feet and colds. He blinked and listened. Silence, except the tapping of rain. He smirked throwing his blanket over his body as he fell on top of the bed. His freezing foot becoming less numb under the warmth of his thick cover.

He moaned in pleasure and let out a yawn. Must of gave up and gone home. He giggled embracing the hugs of his favorite blanket. The rain outside was pounding away on the rooftops like drums.

Ryou was about to go back into his dream world when the unexpected happened.

TAP, TAP, TAP!

His eyes shot open as his body flew off the covers over his head. He stared at the window, nervously. "H-hello?" Ryou called out, gripping the hem of the blankets tightly. There was one thing wrong with this.

He was on the second floor!

TAP, TAP, TAP!

Ryou whimpered lowering his head and crawling back. He saw a horror movie like this with Bakura. Some crazy mad man knocking on the window and when you go to see who it is WHAMP, your dead with an axe in your head.

The tapping continued getting impatient the longer he let it go. Ryou jumped when he heard a murmur behind the curtain covered glass. OH MY RA!, The crazy mad man wants to hit me with an axe and steal my lips for his collection!

Throwing the blanket over his head Ryou went into a ball. His body shook from the images that flew in the hikari's mind. Tapping, yelling, screaming, blood, lips! He's going to kill Bakura if he survives this!

Just then, he heard words in the rain's lullaby. They were illegible and silenced out by the tapping. But, beyond all that he could hear his name. He pulled the blankets off his head and leaned forward to hear better.

"…Ryou…open up!…" He blinked. Ryou sighed scratching the back of his head. He knew that voice. And that person is going to be pushed off his balcony for scary him half to death. And that was his only death left, Bakura and Marik had the other half.

Finally calming down, Ryou sluggishly jumped out of his bed, the cold floor boards sending shock waves of icy needles up his legs and to his spine. He shivered wrapping his arms around his small frame as he made his way to the window. If he's wrong and this wasn't the person who he thought it was, then he is kissing life good bye.

Standing in front of the curtains he sighed. He winced when his arms left his body to the cold and gripped the dancing curtains instead. Biting his lower lip and closing his eyes, Ryou pulled open the curtains with such force he wouldn't be surprised if they ripped. He stood there, his eyes still closed as he held his breath. After awhile the tapping happened again and his name being called in nothing but whispers behind the wet glass. Taking a deep breath he opened one eye then the other. He groaned, Yup, going to push you off.

Malik smiled pressing both hands on the window and then his face. "Ryou! I thought I could never get you up!" He shouted, which was muffled by the rain and glass. "Can you open the window, it's cold out here!"

Ryou sighed unlatching the latch but wished he didn't. Right when his fingers flipped the little handle over Malik forgotten he was laying most of his weight on the glass. He yelped losing his balance and falling on top of the only thing that was in his way.

Malik winced in pain and pushed himself arm length off the ground and groaned rubbing his head. "Never am I doing that again." He said sitting straight up and blowing warmth into his hands. A little moan made him froze in place. He looked down and hissed. "Opps, sorry, Ry."

The hikari glared up at the Egyptian, his hands tangled in his messy hair over his head. Scowling, he freed one of his hands and pointed at the one on top of him. "You better be glad your not still on that ledge or I would of pushed you off for waking me up this early!"

"You wouldn't do that, I'm your best friend!" Malik whined. He leaned forward, adding more weight on Ryou's stomach. "Besides," He smirked resting one hand over the other's head. "I like it here."

Ryou growled moving his head up. "Malik, you love everyone's houses! You like Marik's for the weapons he hangs all over the place, Bakura's for all the surround sound he has on his Tv for horror movies! And you only like mine's cause I have food!"

Malik shook his head placing his other hand on the free side of Ryou's head. "Yes, but, I was talking about where I am now." He wiggled his brows leaning more foreword.

It finally struck the white haired teen hard. He blushed dropping his head back and stared up at the lavender eyes. Ryou tried to move but the weight on his stomach prevented him. "Malik, get off." He whimpered wiggling about more, but the outcome was the same.

The smirk only grew larger on those tan lips as he purred at his trapped prey. "Oh, I'll get off if you do something for me." He whispered out leaning in more closer.

Ryou's blush deepen. His hands found themselves gripped tightly over his head by the other's. Malik used his free one to poke Ryou's cheek. "Your so cute when you blush." His lips formed a sly grin as he hid his hand behind his back and got closer to the frighten teen's face. "Ryou, I hope your ready for this."

His lips were so close to his. He could feel his breath ride up his cheek as he spoke. Ryou was scared. You know what! I would had better chance with the crazy man! He closed his eyes as he saw Malik parting his lips. Ryou's heart pounded heavily in his chest, he would of escaped if his heart pounded more harder and knocked the crazed teen off him. He waited for it, the crash of his first kiss being stolen. But what was on his lips wasn't what he expected.

Brown orbs fluttered open and widened. He really didn't expected this!

"Watch Paranormal Activity with me!" Malik cheered pushing the DVD cover into Ryou's face.

Ryou growled head butting the case out of his face so he could glare that the happy teen. "You climbed up a second story building, scaring the hell out of me, and getting my clothes wet just to watch a movie with you?"

Malik nodded and smiled like a young child when they gotten candy from someone. "Yup! It's more fun at night!"

"You know how bloody annoying you are?" He yelled as he finally realized his legs were free.

"But, I wanted to watch it with only you." Malik smiled, if he had one, Malik would be wagging his tail. "And plus, I know you had nothing else better to do!"

A loud yelp was heard in the air. Ryou stood up ringing out his shirt and glaring at the hikari that was rolling on the ground holding his pride and joy. "I was sleeping! Ra, don't you ever think that, oh I don't know, that maybe I would be sleeping at midnight."

Malik whimpered, little tear buds in the corner of his eyes. "But," He hissed rolling onto his back with his limbs outstretched around him. He looked up at Ryou with sad eyes. "I neva saw this movie and I thought maybe you didn't either." He pouted blowing the wet bangs out of his face. "Plus," He looked back up and grinned foolishly. "My house's heater is off."

Ryou shook his head running his digits through his hair. "And right there, is another reason why you love my house. Free Heating!" Pulling his shirt, Ryou sighed. "Great, now I'll have to change. Thanks a lot."

The Egyptian sat up sitting crossed legged on the ground and watched Ryou walked to his closet and pulling out a long sleeved shirt and some sweat pants. He must of forgotten who was in his room cause he started pulling off his shirt and then going for his pants.

Malik blushed looking away. Ryou never changed in front of him. Even Bakura was pushed out of his room when he just wanted to change his shirt.

Peeking in the corner of his eye, Malik could see Ryou in nothing but his boxers. The blush darkening as the hikari pouted looking at his semi-wet Invader Zim boxers. His pale fingers grabbed the hem of them and started to pull them down till Malik eeped yelling, "Ryou, Your little peep show is going a little to far don't you think!"

Ryou whipped his head around and total horror was shown. "What the hell is wrong with you? Get the Ra out of my room, Pervert!" He screamed throwing his wet clothes at the Egyptian who scrambled on his feet and ran out the room slamming the door after him when a pair of jeans smacked on the wood.

His pale cheeks a total new color red. He let out a flustered yell kicking the door. "Your sick, Malik! I can't believe you were watching me!"

Malik was leaning against the door on the other side trying to catch his breath. "I didn't mean to!" He replied, his tan face having a long line of red going across from it. "You should of remembered I was still in there!"

"I was half asleep!" Came the whine from the opposite side. "And guess who's fault that was."

Gulping, Malik slid down holding his head in his hands. Oh My Ra, Oh My Ra, Oh my RA! He screamed in his head as he sat on the floor. I saw Ryou strip! He was stripping in front of me! Thank you, Ra!

The door suddenly open causing the teen to fall backwards and hitting his head on the hard floor. He groaned rubbing it and blinked looking up at the teen that stood over him. The glare more stronger then last time.

"I sure hope you have a death wish." Ryou commented stepping over the Egyptian and turning back around to frown at him. His pale hands on his hips as he lean foreword. "Cause if you do that again, I will murder you."

Malik smirked sitting up and placing his hand over his heart. "I promise to the hot and sexy gods!"

Ryou groaned walking away down the hall. Malik soon followed, his smirk not fading. "Are we going downstairs to watch the movie now?"

The white head blinked turning back at him confused. "What movie?"

Pulling out the movie from his back pocket-Ryou hope was his back pocket- and dropping it in Ryou's surprised hands, Malik grinned. "This one, Silly-Billy!" He pointed at the front cover. "It's suppose to be REALLY good! Bakura let me borrow it and since he's out of town with Marik, I thought maybe you and I can have an 'all hikari night.'"

Flipping the cover over, Ryou scanned over the info and sweat dropped. He knew this movie. He saw it on the commercials, yes it was good, but it was scary. And scary and him; they don't match.

"Sorry Malik, but you know I don't like horror movies." The face Malik was making after he said that made him winced. "B-But, I guess I'll watch it. You came all this way in the rain to see it with me."

Malik squealed twirling around chanting, "He said yes, he said yes, he said yes!"

Ryou giggled turning away and heading down the stairs, "Come on, Pervert. I don't have all night."

Malik stopped mid-second. A thought crossed his mind, a nice evil one that would please the two yami's for his great mind. "Pop it in, I'll be there in a sec."

Ryou nodded and descended down the steps with some trouble in the dark. Malik smirked running down the hall the other way. Oh, he will surely kill me after this, but the outcome will be so juicy!


Ryou was all nice and comfy on his bloody red couch. In his lap was a big bowl of popcorn and on the floor by his feet; two cans of soda. He stuff a handful of popcorn in his mouth and watched as Malik tugged on the shirt the hikari let him borrow.

"Are you sure you don't have anything bigger?" He asked pulling on the neck piece again.

The pale teen nodded, "Yeah, Bakura took all his clothes when he moved out." He glanced at the Tv, the movie was still in the beginning. So nothing really happened yet. "And those are the biggest shirts I have."

Malik blinked and smirked leaning back snatching himself a handful of the buttery snack. "So that answers it, You Are smaller then me."

Ryou groaned annoyed taking a sip of his soda. "It's nice that you think those things, dude." He remarked sarcastically.

"Yeah, yea-huh?" Malik leaned forward. "Hey, what was that?"

The hikari raised a brow and turned to the screen. "What?"

Malik pointed at the screen. "There look, the stair case lit up." The movie was playing the part where the couple was sleeping in bed and the stair case was in fact lit. In the background, Malik pointed out the sound of footsteps going up them, heavy and slowly.

Ryou slouched, Something was going to happen and he doesn't want to know. When the footsteps stopped the lights switched off on the screen making Ryou eep. The footsteps continued till…

"Malik, can we turn it off now?"

The Egyptian smirked crossing his arms over his chest. "Oh, scared are we?" He teased. He leaned back and patted the spot next to him. "You can come over here, I'll protect you."

Ryou shook his head and glared, "Like I'll ever let you touch me-"

WHAM!

A scream rode in the air as Malik's face gave off an evil all-knowing smirk. "Oh, what was all that talk about me not touching you?" He teased looking at the hikari that was a leech to his side, shaking and burying his face in Malik's borrowed shirt.

Ryou blushed into the fabric and looked up, his glare looking more like a pouting puppy. "I-I was cold!" He lied and jumped when the doorknob on the movie turned on it's own.

Malik sighed, the smirk not fading. "Awe, was the little angel cold?" He wrapped an arm around the teen making him yelp from surprise. "Then let me be your blanket." He said bring the body closer to him.

The teen tried to push back but every noise and scene that was on the movie made him go back to what he wanted to move away from.

"Your just lucky I can't hit you in this position." Ryou muttered. He glanced at the teen and pouted. You knew I would do this!

As if he could hear Ryou's thoughts, Malik looked down and smiled. He pat the white mess of hair and whispered, "You know, your hug is getting harder to breath through."

Ryou blinked and looked down. He blushed, indeed, his arms were wrapped around Malik's waist squeezing the air out of him. "Oh!" He let go pulling away covering his cheeks from the raising blush. "Sorry, Malik. I didn't mean to-" His lips were silenced when a finger tapped on them.

Malik smiled, "You don't need to apologize." He said cupping Ryou's chin and titling his head up to meet his lavender ones. "I kind of liked it when you were all over me."

Turning to move away but failing, Ryou bit his lower lip staring into those eyes that seemed to tell him to calm down. "Malik…"

Then those eyes were gone, wait, everything was gone.

Ryou panicked standing up and looking around into the darkness. "Malik!" He screamed. Everything was gone. No light could be seen, making the fears in Ryou rise. "MALIK!"

He couldn't see nothing. His eyes darted around him but he was trapped, trapped in the abyss. Right when he was about to call out the Egyptian's name a pair of arms rapped themselves around his shoulders causing Ryou to scream. " It got me! The demon from the movie got me! MALIK!"

Hot breath blew on his neck, the arms tightened, and his body was pushed back against his capturer. Ryou tried to escape but the arms were to strong for him. "Let me go! Malik!"

His mouth was covered by one of the hands while the other held his chest down. The body behind him moved foreword and the head lowered to his ear, it whispered, "Wow, you get really scared, huh?"

Brown orbs widen to the size of dinner plates. He looked in the corner of his eyes and saw a slight dark figure, the hair tickling his neck as he tried to turn fully around but the hand forbid him.

Ryou whimpered. When the hand was removed he spoke. "You jerk! Why didn't you answer me?"

Malik chuckled licking the bare spot on Ryou's neck making the teen shiver. "But, It was so good when you yelled out my name. Malik, Malik, Malik!" The hand on the teen's chest rode down the front and to the stomach where it rested. "Plus, your so cute when your scared."

Ryou swung his head back hitting the other's with a thump and then he was freed. The hikari turned around, his hands on his hips trying to find the moaning in pain Egyptian in the dark. "You thought it was funny to scare me half to death?" He yelled kicking the teen on the ground, but missed.

"Whoa!" Malik fell back and looked up. He could see the silhouette of the hikari clearly. Since he lived underground for so long, his vision was used to it. Malik grinned, "Hey, it wasn't my plan that the electricity is off." He stood up dusting his pants off. "I think it's a black out."

"What?" Ryou looked around the room and whimpered. "But how?"

Malik raised a brow. "The rain, duh."

"I can't be in the dark! That's when everything comes out and eats you!" He fell to his knees hugging them as he rocked back and forth. "It can't be. I'm not in the dark. You blindfolded me somehow. Yeah, that's it! And you muted the Tv, too."

Sighing, Malik dropped down. Patting the white hair that looked more like sliver in the darkness and whispered, "I didn't do anything. It's really a blackout, honey."

Ryou shook his head. "But it can't be it can't, it…Did you just call me honey?"

Malik smirked straightening up. "Yup, and I'm the bear! Roar." Using his hands as claws he hopped on the teen. "Now I have to eat you all up."

"Are you high?" He yelled kicking the bear fall of him and sitting up. He glared at the teen. "Why is it your always doing something like this to me?"

Lavender eyes blinked and Malik rolled over on his stomach. He kicked his legs in the air while used his arms as a headrest. He looked like one of those teenage girls in those chick-fics laying like that. "Cause I think it's cute when you blush."

Ryou growled flicking the Egyptian's nose who in return yelped holding it. "And I think it's annoying when you come over at midnight when I could be sleeping instead of hurting you in a blackout."

Malik licked his hands and hummed. "Your lips taste like popcorn."

Ryou blushed whipping his head at him. "How do you know what my lips taste like?"

"Cause I was using them to cover that big mouth of your's remember?" He held them up and smacked Ryou in the face with it. "See. Taste!"

"No!" Ryou fought to keep them away while at the same time keeping Malik at a distance. "I don't know where those have been!"

"They been on your lips!"

"Before that, baka! And get off me!"

Malik smirked sitting on Ryou's stomach once again. "Looky! Back on top!" He cheered waving his arms over his head singing, "I'm the king of the castle and your just the dirty little rascal!"

Ryou groaned rolling his eyes. "What is it with you touching me?"

The Egyptian leaned foreword, his lips only inches from the other's, "Cause your fluffy and touchable!"

Sighing, Ryou gave up. He rested his body under the other's weight and turned his head away. "Fine, whatever."

Malik blinked moving back slightly. "Hey, what's your problem?"

"Nothing, I'm just tired." He replied in a bored tone. Ryou turned back when the weight on his stomach disappeared. "Malik?" Right when those words were spoken his body was lifted off the ground. "Damn it, Malik! What now?"

"You said you were tired." Malik smiled carrying the hikari in his arms bridal style and walking to the stairs. "So, I'm taking you to bed."

Ryou blushed looking down and eeped. "Malik, I can walk you know. I just can't see."

Malik tsked shaking his head. He took the first step on the stair case before talking again. "But what if you tripped on something and hurt that little body of yours?" He said as he lightly kissed Ryou's forehead. "I would die if you even got a tiny scratch."

The hikari in his arms looked away embarrassed. No one said that to me before. I guess it is nice he's here.

"Plus, I want to be the first to destroy that body of yours, too!"

Malik laughed evilly as the white head sweat dropped. And the happy, cliché mood has ended, again.

Ryou blinked and noticed they were on the second floor already. Malik really can see good in the dark if he could walk up all those stairs without tripping, along with carrying a body.

"Malik," The said teen nodded. "Can I go down now, I feel weird getting carried."

Malik shook his head and stopped in front of the pale teen's room. "Nope, Married couples always carry they're brides."

"We're not married!" Ryou screamed.

"Oh, sure we are." Malik cheered. He kicked the door open and smirked. "And we're on our honeymoon, honey!"

Brown eyes widen. "Oh No."

"Oh Yes!" Malik nearly skipped to the bed as he dropped the hikari on top of it. "Now, are you ready for this?" He purred out grabbing the hem of his shirt.

Ryou yelped scooting back. "No! I'm not ready! I want to walk tomorrow! Malik, No!"

Malik smirked, "Well, to bad cause-" He through his shirt off and screamed,

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"

"NO!" The hikari screamed going into a ball covering his eyes. He paused and looked up, "...What did you say?"

The Egyptian smiled pointing at his chest. "Read my body, dude." In glow-in-the-dark markers Malik wrote 'Happy Birthday, Ryou' in big letters going across his chest.

Ryou blinked and blinked and blinked and then… "YOUR AS INSANE AS YOUR YAMI!"

Malik smiled, "Thank you, honey!"


Marik:...who agree's this was one crazy ass fic?

Bakura: =raises hand=

Ayume: =raises hand=

Alex (8 year old niece): =raises hand=

Anela(3 year old niece): =giggles and raises hand=

Me: O.O You guys are so mean to me!

Ayume: And we should care why again?

Me: T_T =holds up Anela=

Anela: =giggles and tilts head= Hi eweryboody!

Everyone: AHHH! The kawaii-ness! It burns!

Me: Bwhahahaha! That's right, I went there. And now...

Me, Ayume, Bakura, Marik, Alex, and Anela: HAPPY BIRTHDAY RYOU-KUN!

Ryou: =appears= Um...thanks?

Me: =squeals= Please review! Or wish Ryou a happy birthday. =shrugs= anyone of them is good. ^w^

(P.s. If I should make another chapter on this tell me. It might be a lemon or not. XP)