The bustling crouds of people made their way out of the large doors surrounded by flickering lights. Several movies had just let out and the massive amount of people made it almost impossible for the two boys to get through the halls. It was much busier than normal, even for a Saturday afternoon.

Not only did Marik not enjoy the movie, but he could barely remember the begining of it. Ryou was the same. But the difference there was that Ryou was so hyped up on sugar that the movie screen had been more-a-less a blurr by the end of it. The large amount of sugar had caused the young albino boy to jump rappidly through the crowds and basically bounce of the walls. He was back at the front entrance in no time, and was much ahead of Marik. He was over at the consetion stand when he felt a tap on his shoulder. Ryou turned to see Bakura towering over him a little.

"Uhhh...hi," Ryou said reluctantly.

"Listen dude, I gotta tell you something." Bakura was very earger and was panting like crazy.

Ryou's face turned a little red. "Why does everyone call me a dude? I am not a "dude", get it straight!"

"Ya, ya, ya," Bakura waved his hand around to motion the subject away."So listen, I was over at Duke's house and..."

Ryou looked at the other boy suspisciously. "And...?"

"I kissed him."

Ryou's face turned even more red. "You did what! Do you know how much shit you are going to be in when Mariku finds out?"

"He already knows."

"WHAT!" Ryou's eyes widened. "What the heck did you do then?"

"What do you think? I got the hell out of there!"

Marik came up to the two right then. He looked back and forth between the other two boys, already aware that something was going on. There was a long pause of silence, and everyone just stood around.

"..I'm..going to go to the bathroom then..," Marik said, aware that the two should have been left alone; besides, he would probably just try and get the information out of Ryou later.

-In the Bathroom-

Marik walked across the bathroom and over to one of the urinals. He undid his pants, but before anything else could occur, the window next to him slid open and a familier face popped in; Mariku.

"Woah! What the hell! Can't you see I'm kinda busy here?" Marik stepped back from the window.

"I have got to tell you something!," Mariku exclaimed.

"Really now? Well you just couldn't have picked any other time, now could you?" Marik said sarcasticly.

"Whatever, just lend me a hand getting through the window."

"Why didn't you just come through the front door?"

"Because I didn't Bakura to see me!"

But as Marik went to help the boy in, Mariku pushed his hand away. "You ain't touching me with those hands!"

Marik rolled his eyes. "Well, it's not like you have given me a chance to wash 'em or anything!"

-Back At the Front of the Theatre-

"I don't get it," Ryou shook his head.

"What's there not to get?," Bakura asked. "I kissed him and ran, that's it!"

Ryou rolled his eyes. "No, no. I get that part. I just don't quite understand why you had to go and do this! I mean, you know he's already taken. It simply doesn't matter if you like him."

Bakura was the one to shake his head this time. "No, that's not it."

"What do you mean?"

Bakura whispered to Ryou, "I don't even like him."