Alright, this is chapter 1. I hope it is alright and stuff, and I have to thank HowCouldThisHappenToMe for all of her suggestions and Betaing. ^_^

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh or any of it's characters.

There was a hum in the air; it was unmistakable. A massive solar flare had been predicted to occur in just a week, and the entirety of Domino High was preparing for the historical event. It was said by experts that it would be the biggest solar flare ever recorded. This fact, of course, was reflected on every single one of the science teachers' faces, as well as those of many of the students. This included Ryou. He was the head of the science club at the school, and specified in Astronomy. As far as anyone was aware, he always had been interested in the stars, as Ryou had often confirmed. "Who wouldn't be?" He would shrug "What isn't to like about space? So many things that we don't know lie out there, Marik. So many things that humanity will descover, someday. I'm sure of it." Although Marik himself never quite understood this facination, he was happy that the boy was so enthusiastic about the event, and humored him on the subject. Usually, that is.

"Can you believe it, Marik? A solar flare! This could be historical! Some say it may even be visible to the naked eye. I'm sure that it's just a rumour, though..." Amidst his own ramblings, Ryou failed to notice that Marik was not even listening to him, but nodding his head absentmindedly while looking in the other direction down the street. He was not focusing on anything in his vision, nor was he focusing on his boyfriend. "They have to take down all spacecrafts in case they get damaged and... Marik are you even listening?"

This statement caught Marik's attention, and within a second he had whipped his head around, only to come in contact with the frowning face of his now upset boyfriend. "Ryou, I'm-" He hadn't even managed to finish before Ryou had turned and walked briskly into the school gates. Marik only sighed before following him into the forsaken building. He had pissed Ryou off now and would have to work hard to get back on his good side. Only time would tell to see how successful he would be.

It was Monday and, unfortunately for Marik, that meant that the day started with seventy-five minutes of math. His displeasure was only intensified by the fact that they were doing algebra and his lover refused to speak with him.

Wonderful.

Eyes darting around the classroom, he jabbed his partner in the thigh, goading for some sort of reaction.

"Ryou. Psst, Ryou. Ryou!"

"What?"

"I'm sorry, okay?"

No reply. Fan-tucking-fastic.

The rest of the day was even slower. Ryou refused to even look at him during break time. He also disappeared at lunch, making the mission for making it up to him even harder for the Egyptian. It had started to rain on the journey home, with harsh winds blowing Marik's hair in all directions. When he had finally reached the front door of Ryou's apartment, he rang the doorbell and hoped that Ryou wasn't cruel enough to leave him standing outside like this. His knees buckled as the door was opened, and he soon found himself being cradled in pale, thin arms.

"Marik, you idiot! What were you thinking?"

As he was walked in, Marik couldn't help but notice the place was pristine, if not perfect. There was no dust on any surface, and all the carpets were stain-free. It was almost intimidating.

"I had to talk to you, Ryou. To tell you I'm sorry."

"Couldn't it wait? Ugh, take those clothes off!" Marik raised an eyebrow. "Not like that! You'll catch a cold if you wear those. They're soaked! Why did you come here anyway? You live closer to school."

"I had to come here. I had to see you, Ryou. I had to tell you I'm sorry and-" Before Marik could get another word in, Ryou had already started chastising him on risking his health and repeating how he was never really angry. This went on for about five minutes before Marik interrupted. "Ryou please listen! The reason I wasn't paying attention earlier was because I wanted to ask you to move in with me!"

Silence reigned, and Marik suddenly felt incredibly nervous. They hadn't been going out that long. What if he was moving too fast? What if Ryou rejected him, or worse, broke up with him?

His mental ramblings, however, were quickly cut short by Ryou's lips on his. They were soft and Marik could easily smell the vanilla shampoo Ryou used from the white bangs pressed up against his face. The kiss was also particularly submissive; almost a short summary of Ryou himself. His cheeks felt wet, and yet the tears were not his. It took a minute to realize that Ryou was crying. Marik pulled away to ask him what was wrong, only to have small arms wrap around his waist.

"Marik." A sniff. "I love you. I don't want to be in this place alone anymore." This was true. After all, Ryou had been living alone since an accident in his family that took his mother and sister, and lead to his father abandoning him for work in his grief. Marik never found out what that accident was, and didn't push Ryou, figuring that he would talk in time.

They spent the next few hours cuddling and whispering sweet nothings into each other's ears, with an occasional sniff from Ryou creating a sound in an otherwise silent hall. The downpour outside never let up, so Marik ended up spending the night, with the lovers falling asleep in each other's arms.

The next week was spent pretty much the same way, with Ryou preparing for the solar flare and Marik moving his lover's things into his own residence. Ryou was overexerting himself in preparation for the event that he would often come back to his new home only to collapse on the sofa and for Marik to carry him to the bed. Marik, of course, understood how important this was for his boyfriend and also prepared a surprise. The week flew past in the blink of an eye, and before either of them knew it, Marik was leading a blindfolded Ryou to their balcony telling him not to peek.

"Ryou, don't look! You'll spoil the surprise!"

"Marik, what is it? I can't wait much longer. The solar flare will occur any minute!"

"Alright, alright... here we are."

The blindfold was removed and in front of him stood a fully set up telescope, with two chairs beside it. The reaction was instantaneous. Ryou jumped into Marik's arms, whispering his gratitude, before immediately inspecting the new equipment. Marik was so distracted by the new enthusiasm that his boyfriend was showing he almost missed the gasp he gave off, before looking up at what had startled the Brit and giving the same reaction.

The solar flare began. First the light became unbearable, almost blinding both boys, before ribbons of flames could be seen emanating from the sun's surface. They knew that they were safe (they had a long talk at school about how the radiation could not penetrate the Ionosphere) but they were both shell-shocked. Colours faded in and out of each other in the sky, as if part of a painting, while the sun seemed to throb, expanding and retracting continuously. It seemed to end as soon as it began, which was disheartening to say the least, and yet it warmed Marik's heart to know that Ryou had enjoyed himself. He walked over to his boyfriend and wrapped an arm around his waist. Ryou leaned into it as a reflex, purring contentedly. Happiness filled both their hearts.

Soon, however, the humming wore off and they unanimously decided to go inside. Ryou immediately started to whisper, "Wasn't that amazing! To think, hardly anyone before this day had seen such a phenomenon! Wow... we are so lucky, aren't we?" Marik could not help himself, and chuckled at the child-like innocence of his partner. That was until something caught his eye and made his jaw drop.

In front of him, on his sofa, were two sleeping and very naked men. Both were tanned with pale hair, however while one was a dirty white the other was platinum blonde. Both were also muscular and around the same height. Marik had never seen the one with white hair before, but Ryou obviously recognised him. He had a large scar down the right side of his face, with two horizontal marks underneath it. His facial shape was also similar to that of Marik's boyfriend, and they could have been twins if it was not for the skin colour differences. The second of the pair was a man Marik was well aquainted with, but while his hair was still gravity defying the veins that once dominated his face were gone. They were also quite similar in facial structure and in stature, with Marik only being slightly shorter. The boys were shell-shocked, and it took a few seconds before a whimper left Ryou's mouth and Marik knew they were both thinking the same thing.

The Yamis were back.