A/N: Hi everyone and welcome to my newest "project" as I just decided to call it that :) This is something that's been bothering me for awhile and it won't go away until I write it and if I can't get it out if my head it's going to make it difficult for me to concentrate on writing anything else and I really want to get on with The Boredom since it's my main continuing fic at the moment Well that sure was a long sentence… Also you should know that hikari no Malik is Malik in this though I actually use both spellings (with l or r) to refer to him (if I spell it Marik that's also the hikari unless mentioned otherwise). And Bakura Ryou is also the hikari though he'll be referred as Bakura at first so don't get confused. Hmm, what else? Oh. If this is confusing or doesn't at some points make much sense then that's because it "came" to me as a dream like thingy. Not much detail or anything and I'm not sure if this could take place in the canon universe or if this is an AU… Gee… Have confidence in the authoress because she sure knows what she's doing xD

Bakura-kun and Malik-san

I met him today… The sun was shining and the white building seemed to shine a light of it's own. He was standing under a tree. Shadow was nice and cool compared to the scorching light from the sun. I tried to be like that too; nice and cool, but I ended up more like the sun as usual. I guess I wanted to be nicer for his sake… He was so timid and seemed to be especially shy and careful around me. He didn't loosen up even if I tried to make him more relaxed.

Other kids waved at him and bid their byes. He waved right back and smiled at each of them. Such a pretty, sad smile…

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"Bye, Bakura-kun!"

"See ya!"

That smile… "Bye everyone!" It looked so cheerful and careless but after they, his friends, were gone a lone flash of sadness made itself evident in his eyes.

I couldn't help but ask, "Why aren't you going with them?"

He just gave me a smile, his head tilted to one side a bit, "I have to get you feeling at home first, don't I?"

I only shrugged as if it was no big deal but inside, I was feeling this warmth. He, in a way, chose to go with me over going with his friends even though we hardly knew each other.

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I live with him, actually. He lives alone and I had nowhere else to go so it was convenient. I'm glad it worked out that way and I'm no longer in it because of the convenience… I was marveled by his kindness and still am; I doubt that no one else would just offer me a place to stay. I admire him for it too, I guess; I could never bring myself to trust some stranger enough to invite that stranger behind my doorstep nor could I find the kindness to try and trust someone like that.

Funny how I never really caught his full name. Everyone just calls him Bakura-kun and he doesn't seem to mind if I do that too.

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"Ishtar Malik, I guess we'll be roommates now… um…?"

He seemed to realize that I might not know his name and looks a bit embarrassed. "Bakura…"

"Ah okay." I offer him a smile. "I guess we'll be roomies now, Bakura-kun."

"Yes, um… Nice to meet you Ishtar-sa-."

"Malik is fine." I interrupt and he finally answers my smile. I was beginning to wonder if he had completely lost his ability to lift the corners of his mouth.

"Malik-san."

I sigh at his formality but let it slide for now. I can do something about it later.

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His home is really nice and tidy. Well, it's our home now. It sort of has a nice taste to it. Our home. I don't know him all that well yet though we live under the same roof. I mean we talk and stuff but the conversations are kind of shallow and some times too short to grasp him. I'll just have to give him time. Too bad patience was never one of my virtues.

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I have a roommate now. My friends think it's good for me to not live alone anymore though I'm not sure if they like him very much. He is a difficult person to grasp… But I think because we both have things we'd rather not talk about that we are still a bit distant. I mean he's not cold to me, in fact he's been anything but that, I'm just not sure how sincere he is being. Not to doubt him but while he is perfectly nice and seemingly open with people, there is also a lot he's hiding inside and not willing to share with anyone.

I think that I might have seen a flash of the person behind his shell. It was when we were first walking to my home. I was leading us through the streets, trying to stay in the shadow, away form the sun. The weather actually reminded me of him; seemingly beautiful but if you didn't watch out you'd get a heatstroke or even die from dehydration.

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We were walking down the street, chatting slightly to get to know one another better when this person ran straight into him. His eyes burned as if the person had just offended something sacred. For a moment I thought that he was going to kill something, or someone, as I looked at his posture. Fortunately the person decided to leave the scene with a quick apology.

For a moment I wanted to ask if maybe he had some anger problems I should know about but didn't. The look had reminded me of someone, I just couldn't remember who… Strangely enough I wasn't really scared of him after that. Things just went back to what they had been and we continued our chat.

"People should really learn how to watch where they're going." He spat as a side note.

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I don't know how to act around him sometimes. I wish I knew if he's being sincere or not. Don't get me wrong; I like him around. It's just like the meeting; he is nice to me but I still don't think he likes me as a person…

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I stood under a tree, waiting for him to show up. This is where we are supposed to meet then I'm to show him where he'll be living form now on. My friends should go past here soon too…

A sudden pat on my shoulder startles me and I turn around. That must be him, standing just a bit taller than I. I smile at him and he smiles politely back while looking like he doesn't belong here, in the shadow.

Yes, we'll be roommates as he puts it and I forget to introduce myself, bad manners, where did all my good ones go?

"Malik is fine." I tried to use his last name but I'm glad I don't need to and I realize that I'm smiling again. He seems to be irritated about something as he sighs. Is there something wrong with me? It's just a flash and then it's gone but I could swear…

Before we head to my… I mean our home, I got time to say bye to my friends as they pass us by. I feel alone for a bit when I watch their retreating backs but then I remember that he is still there and feel a bit better.

"Why aren't you going with them?" Isn't that obvious? I have to see that he gets to his new home safe and without getting lost. I know it's difficult to move to a strange place.

"I have to get you feeling at home first, don't I?" I want to, too.

I notice how he tries to act as if it wasn't a big deal when in fact, it is. I appreciate his unspoken gratefulness never the less.

A/N: One out of three done! Yeah, this is going to be pretty short. If it's not clear; it was first in Malik's PoV then in Ryou's PoV. Do I need to mention the PoV in the fic or is it clear enough like this? You are all aware what the –san and –kun and suchs mean and stand for, right? If you aren't I'll explain it for you but not in this note :) They're important to know since the fic is evolving around them quite much.

Please tell me what you think! Is it worth continuing? Is it not? (I'll most likely continue this anyway but I'd like to know what you think)