Kura: I am sooo sorry to everyone! I really didn't think it would take me this long to update! I have just been so busy with school and stuff. Plus I was kinda stuck on what to write for this chapter. But I think I've gotten over my writer's block and will be able to update much sooner this time. So read and (hopefully) enjoy!


Yami and Ryou entered the garden to find their strange friend pacing in front of the fountain, apparently still fuming over his demon encounter. The crimson-eyed angel nudged Ryou forward before whispering quietly, "You should probably talk to him first. I think he would prefer your company over mine at the moment."

The younger boy crept forward quietly, a concerned look gracing his delicate features. He was within a few feet of the other man but Bakura still hadn't acknowledged his presence, continuing to mutter darkly to himself.

"Um…Bakura?" His voice was timid and hesitant. He didn't want to make the silver-haired man angrier than he already was.

"What?!?" Silver eyes were still swirling with rage as they turned to glare at the younger angel, their owner finally stopping his relentless pacing.

Ryou winced slightly, he had never seen his friend so angry before and almost regretted coming to talk to him, but it was too late to turn back now. "What happened?"

The silver-haired angel's rage erupted in one long-winded rant. "What happened?…WHAT HAPPENED?!? I'LL TELL YOU WHAT HAPPENED! THAT IMPUDENT LITTLE PRICK HAD THE GALL TO COME UP AND INSULT ME! THEN HE TOUCHED ME! WITH THOSE FILTHY DEMON PAWS OF HIS! I TRY TO BE POLITE! I TRIED TO ACT DIGNIFIED! I WAS ACTING PROPER! AND HE HAS THE NERVE TO KI-"

The rant ended rather abruptly as Bakura quickly turned back towards the fountain again. His young companion frowned slightly. Bakura had never censored his rants before, so whatever had happened must have been more serious than Ryou had originally thought.

He made one more attempt to coax an answer out of Bakura. He walked quickly to his companion's side, attempting to see his face. His frown deepened when the other angel ducked his head so that a silver veil of hair shielded his face from view.

"Bakura, please tell me what happened. It might make you feel better." He waited for several minutes but Bakura still didn't reply. Ryou let out a small sigh before beginning to walk away. He stopped and turned around to look back at his friend once more before saying quietly, "If you ever feel like talking, you know where to find me."

With that, Ryou walked swiftly out of the garden.


Bakura sat in front of the fountain for a long time. In fact, the sun was already beginning to set. He kept going over his conversation with Ryou. He once again replayed his own rant, remembering how he had forced himself to stop before telling Ryou about the kiss. He still didn't understand why he had done that. It was not like Ryou would have judged him. The younger angel was like a little brother to Bakura, he knew that Ryou would accept him no matter what some stupid demon had done.

He was just glad that the other boy hadn't seen his face, which had been bright red after he had almost admitted to the kiss. That was another thing he didn't understand. Sure, the demon had been attractive, but Bakura had seen many attractive angels in his life and couldn't remember ever blushing about them.

The angel felt that his thoughts were slipping into dangerous territory and decided that a fly through the night sky was needed. He walked leisurely through the garden to the edge of the balcony. As he breathed in the night air, he let his mind clear before letting gravity pull his body forward into the empty sky.

Bakura has long ago discovered that free falling was a wonderful way to begin meditation. The wind rushed past his ears and his body felt weightless. It was completely different from flying. Flying meant that you were in control, you decided where you went and how fast you were going. When you were free falling gravity gained all the control. It would wrap around you like a cocoon, shielding you from everything else.

Bakura kept his eyes closed to enjoy the feeling of the wind. It wasn't long before he felt himself pass through the barrier between Heaven and Earth. After a few more seconds of free fall he revealed his wings and flung them open, significantly slowing down the drop. Two wing beats later he was hovering slightly at the halfway point between Heaven and Earth.

The silver-haired man took a short moment to admire the spectacular view before setting off towards the western horizon, no specific location in mind.


A sigh filled the silence in the dark room. It sounded very content and just a bit smug.

The silence returned once more. Three figures were spread throughout the room, two focusing intensely on the chess board between them while the third stared blankly into the distance.

Another sigh.

One of the figures twitched.

A chess piece was moved with a dull thunk.

Sigh.

Twitch.

Thunk.

Sigh.

Twitch.

SLAM.

Blue eyes turned to glare at the figure sprawled across the bed. "What is wrong with you, Malik?"

Malik let out a breathy sigh.

Kaiba's eye twitched.

Marikku moved his bishop.

The demon on the bed shifted his violet eyes so he could see his two companions before finally replying.

"Nothing." Kaiba's eye twitched once more as he blatantly glared at the blond's smirking face, only causing said smirk to grow.

Before a fight could ensue, Marikku decided to speak up. "Malik is thinking of his pretty little angel. Aren't you, Malik?"

"Oh absolutely. I found his reactions rather amusing, didn't you?" Lavender met purple with a questioning look.

A cold voice cut the demon off before he could respond. "I thought he was a complete nuisance. Incredibly annoying and intolerable to be around."

"Well, I was not talking to you, Kaiba. You opinion holds absolutely no merit in my eyes."

Once again, Marikku, whether it was intentional or not, prevented an outbreak of violence. "I thought he was cute, but a bit too…loud for me. What is it that you like about him anyways?"

"Nothing. I don't like him, I just find him amusing." Marikku gave his look-alike a skeptical look before returning to his chess game. "I'm going to my room now if you two imbeciles are done interrogating me." With that the blond-haired demon sauntered away.

"He is soooooo in denial."

Marikku sighed.

Kaiba twitched.

A chess piece was moved.


Malik let out yet another sigh as he reached his private chambers. Crossing the cold onyx floors, he threw himself onto his massive bed, the thick black comforter cushioning his impact. The silver-haired angel just would not leave his thoughts. This frustrated Malik to no end. He had seen dozens of attractive demons around the city and had even slept with a few of them. But never had he longed for someone as he longed for the way he longed for that firey being of light.

Malik turned his head to the side only to have his eyes fall upon the small black dresser in the corner. It was simple enough, a chest of drawers made of a dark, rich wood. Resting on top, there was a small, oval, gold-rimmed mirror set up on a small metal stand. It would have looked completely normal if you did not look into the mirror's surface. The part of the mirror that should have been reflecting the dark bedroom was filled with a swirling grey fog. When examined closely, the simple looking object reeked of dark magic.

Malik knew quite well that it was a viewing mirror. It was a rare and precious object, only given to a specific demon on the High Council known only as Sin. Malik just happened to be this demon. In order to fulfill his duties (taint the minds of humans) he needed to be able to see what was happening on Earth. The viewing mirror helped him to do that. With its power he could locate and observe anyone on Earth, even Angels and Demons that happened to be there.

Malik walked slowly to the dresser, his black cape swirling gently behind him. As he stood in front of the mirror its sleek surface gleamed enticingly, tempting him to try the impossible. The chances of his Angel being on Earth were one in a billion, especially after what had happened during the creation meeting and yet the demon still found himself holding the mirror in his hands, hoping to see a glimpse of the one he desired.

It was to his everlasting surprise that an image did appear, a shining silver being landing softly in a small clearing in the woods, not to far from where the meeting had been. Lips pulled back in a wicked smirk at his unbelievable luck.

After one last glance at the enticing image in the mirror, Malik allowed it to fog over once more and moved towards the balcony.

It would be near impossible to get his Lily to even look at him again, but Malik had always been fond of challenges.

He spread his wings and set off into the night.


Kura: Yeah…It's super short and silly sounding but I guess it is kinda important. I'm not very good at writing "deep" moment so I crammed a few of them into this one short chapter. So hopefully I'll get the next chapter out fast because there will be more action and another Malik/Bakura confrontation.

Next Chapter: Malik/Bakura moment and maybe a "deep" moment for Dartz. Oooooh, the plot thickens.

Review people (if anyone is still reading this)!!