A/N: Ugh...that's all I can really think of to say. This week has been pretty stressful for me. School and all that jazz. Plus, I have this geometry test on Monday. I do not understand the stuff at all, and the teacher says it's the easiest geometry test we'll be taking all year. If she's right...I'm doomed, let's just leave it at that. Oh, boy...I can't wait for drama club to start up...

Thanks to: seira-g, The Awesome Alchemist, EuphrasieTheOwl, sandydragon, Fujimori Chikaru, Spottedpaw13, and VampirePrinssess for reviewing!


Marik, Malik, Bakura, and Ryou decided to walk home together after the movie ended. Marik and Malik's house was closer than Bakura and Ryou's apartment, so they headed there first. Somewhere along the way, Marik had intertwined his fingers with Bakura's. Choosing to ignore the grins from Ryou and the glares from Malik, Bakura held Marik's hand, fighting to keep a grin off his face.

"So, what'd you guys think of the movie?" Marik asked.

"I thought it was pretty good," Ryou said. "At least it had a somewhat happy ending."

"I still say someone shoul've punched Benny in the nose," Malik said. "I hated that guy."

"I think everyone did," Marik said. "What about you, Bakura? Did you like it?"

"It was okay, I suppose. Better than watching one of those stupid movies where the plot is completely see-through and everyone gets what they want at the end."

"Roger and Mimi got what they wanted," Ryou pointed out.

"Yeah, but Collins and Angel sure didn't."

"Right," Marik agreed. "Am I the only one here who cried at that part?"

"No, I cried. You're not alone," Ryou said.

"Basketball players don't cry," Malik boasted.

"Unless they lose the championship," Bakura muttered. Malik glared at him and he laughed. "Come on, Malik, I saw you wiping your eyes during the movie."

"It was too dark. How could you possibly have seen it?"

"I didn't. But you just admitted to it." Bakura smirked. He let go of Marik's hand in favor of wrapping his arm over the smaller boy's shoulders, just to annoy Malik. "I actually think that I'm the only one who didn't cry. Don't get me wrong, it was pretty sad, I suppose, but I do not cry."

"He doesn't," Ryou said. "I can't remember ever seeing him cry. Not even when - " he stopped.

"Not even when what?" Malik asked.

"Not even...not even when we were really little and our grandmother died," came the mumbled response.

"Oh. Well, that's just weird, dude. You never crying, I mean. everyone cries at some point. Even my dad cries. He cried when Odion went to college, and he's probably gonna cry when Ishizu goes to college this year," Malik said.

"I'll bet he'll be happy to get rid of you, though," Bakura said.

"I'll take offense to that tomorrow," Malik said. "Because our house is right up there. So get your arm off my brother before I snap it like a twig."

"I'd like to see you try," Bakura shot back, sliding his arm off of Marik's shoulders, brushing his fingers across Marik's back ever so slightly. Marik blushed and Bakura smirked. He leaned down and kissed Marik. Ryou grinned and Malik glared.

"'Night, Marik," Bakura said when he pulled back.

"You should probably get out of here before smoke starts pouring out of Malik's ears," Marik said with a smile.

"Now that would be interesting to see." Before Marik could respond, Bakura kissed him again, wrapping his arms around Marik's waist. Ryou couldn't help but laugh at the look of total anger and shock on Malik's face.

"Okay, that's enough!" Malik grabbed Marik's arm and pulled him away from Bakura. "It's fine if you want to do that, just not in front of me!"

"I think he's jealous because he doesn't have a girlfriend," Marik teased. Malik's face reddened.

"I am not! It's...come on, Marik, let's get inside!"

"Bye, Ryou, bye, Bakura!" Marik called as he followed his older twin into their house. Bakura and Ryou started walking towards their apartment building, a few blocks away. Bakura turned to Ryou.

"So, when didn't I cry?"

"W-what do you mean?"

"Our grandmother died before we were born, Ryou. What were you really gonna say?"

"Um...w-when our father, um...hit you."

"Oh. Right." Bakura stared straight ahead and started walking faster.

"Kura!" Ryou jogged to catch up with his brother. "Please don't be mad, I just forgot - "

"Shut up, Ryou. I'm not mad. I just try not to think about...him."

"I'm sorry, Kura. I forgot that they don't know..."

"Marik does. He's the only one I can trust around here. I told him everything. And he told me everything. We don't keep secrets from each other."

"Oh...right. I should've known you'd tell him, at least. But still, I'm really sorry, Bakura. I should've thought before talking."

"Ryou. Drop it. Seriously. I'm not mad, I'm just trying to forget." Ryou looked down.

"R-right. Forget I said anything."

"You said something?"

"No..." 'Bakura's weird,' Ryou thought. 'He changes moods faster than I can think. Not only is he bisexual, he's bipolar!'

"Hey, did you remember your key?" Bakura asked suddenly.

"I thought you were bringing your key."

"I forgot it."

"Well, I didn't bring mine, because I figured you had yours!"

"Ryou, you should know by now not to trust me to do anything! I mean, we've only spent sixteen years with each other!"

"Well, maybe Mom's still awake. She'll let us in." Ryou looked at his watch. "What time does she usually go to bed?"

"Ten, but it's bill night, so it'd probably be closer to eleven. What time is it now?"

"Quarter past eleven." The white-haired twins looked at each other. It would take them at least fifteen minutes to get home, and their apartment was on the fifth floor, so it would take them a few minutes to ride the elevator. There was the slightest chance that their mother was still awake, but it wouldn't last too much longer. And, once she fell asleep, there would be no waking her until morning, since she was the heaviest sleeper ever. There was only one thing to do...

"Run!" The two boys took off. They couldn't help but laugh as they charged through their neighborhood, guided by the glow of the street light.

"Just think, Bakura," Ryou said. "If the first night of summer vacation was this great, it seems like nothing could go wrong for the rest of the summer!" Silence. "...Right? ...Bakura?"

"...Yeah. Nothing. Come on, you were complaining about me be slow earlier! Pick up the pace!"

Something in Bakura's tone told Ryou that he was purposely changing the subject. A deep feeling of foreboding began to pool in Ryou's stomach.

"Knock it off!" he scolded himself. "Bakura's just acting weird because I mentioned Dad, and the movie reminded him a bit of what we're going through now. Nothing's gonna happen! I just know it..." The feeling in his gut told him otherwise, but he shook it off as he raced after his older brother.


I really don't know what to classify this as. It's not exactly filler, but it's not exactly crucial to the plot, either. I don't know what you'd call it, but R&R, anyway, please.