XD Haha! Wow, I was NOT expecting anyone to guess that fast. Sure I knew it was gonna be easy, but wow, what, 30 minutes after I uploaded? Usually reviews take longer then that x: Mmm...Sorry everyone who missed out! I'll probably have another contest later

Congratz to YamiMisao, who correctlty guessed the Rain to be none other then Mokuba ^^! Free one-shot for you, ma'am!...or sir...Uuuh...?

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It took about two hours for the Stars to finally regain control of themselves, though occasionally they would burst into small fits of giggles. Since the Moon expressed absolutely no offence or annoyance towards their actions, Malik didn't apologize – Ryou did, naturally, but it was waved off without hesitation.

At the moment the three - well technically six, considering 'somehow' the three newly dubbed plants had been moved to sit with the three of them – were sprawled out on the grass, making random shapes in the clouds above them.

"Who are you kidding Tristan? That cloud doesn't look like a bunny at all." Bakura stated; encouraging another one of those bouts of giggles from the stars who were unable to hear plants, so to them it sounded as if the entity was talking to himself.

After a moment the blue hair tipped his head slightly to the side. "Oh, wait, yeah, now I see it." He added, calmly ignoring the small squeal that escaped Malik as the blond tried desperately to muffle his laughter.

Suddenly Bakura's eyebrows arched upwards and he lurched into a sitting position as he spotted a small flash of dark blue. "Ohoh, Mokuba's on the move!" He announced and the two stars shot up as well, looking around to spot the smaller male. "No, no, all of you are looking in the wrong direction!" He barked, frowning.

"Tristan, a little more to your left. Espa, you're facing completely the wrong way..Oh for the…There!" He indicated with his finger, and the other five turned – or whatever plants do to redirect their gaze – to follow the path of his finger.

Standing on a nearby hill was the small boy, dark blue hair waving slightly as he raised his hands into the air, creating intricate patterns with his fingertips. Upon his face was the slightest trace of a mischievous smile, and his eyes were sparking with constant joy. Giving a small spin that fanned his long hair out behind him the boy directed the clouds in the sky to slowly close together, darkening in colour and moving to create a shield across the sky.

Then, with one final twist of his hands, palms spread outward, Mokuba brought the rain down.

With a delighted squeal the two stars sprang to their feet as the drops began to fall across the earth, tilting their heads back with welcoming grins on their faces. Watching from where he sat on the ground Bakura grinned, noting that two figures stood a little ways behind the Rain; one was the harsh, cold form of his brother the Mist, and a safe distance from Kaiba was the Dusk - more then likely there to defend Mokuba in the case the Sun should become annoyed with the invasion.

Glancing at his other three companions the Moon noted all three of them straining to catch the new blessing from the skies, a pleasant escape from the harsh heat that had been swamping the lands as of late. Looking from them instead he focused on Malik and Ryou who were now spinning around together in a rather unorganized dance; and a small smirk slowly spread across his face.

Turning his eyes to the sky, he carefully eased his leg out just far enough to catch one of the blond's feet - successfully throwing Malik off his a startled squawk the purple-eyed star grabbed onto Ryou's shoulders in a desperate and hopeless attempt to keep his balance. As expected it was a pointless effort from the start, and so both could only cry out in surprise as they toppled to the ground, which softened itself with barely a thought from the moon.

Much to his satisfaction, the end result was Malik on his back with Ryou sprawled on top of him, both stunned by the unexpected visit to the ground. Naturally neither were hurt by the fall because the blue hair wouldn't allow such a thing, but it had the results he had been aiming for.

Malik was the first to regain his senses with a low groan, but Ryou wasn't far behind. Slowly brown eyes opened to meet purple, both widening as realization sunk in. Promptly the paler of the two turned a very interesting shade of magenta that clashed rather intensely with the pale blue hair falling over his face, the darker one blushing just as badly but the colour not showing quite as clearly.

"Oh! Uhm...S-Sorry!" Ryou stammered, shifting as though to crawl off the blond - only for his actions to be halted by a hand on his arm and intense purple gazing into his eyes. "M-Malik?" The star enquired, looking down at his friend unsurely.

A smile crept onto Malik's face and with a small tug he pulled the paler down, pressing his lips firmly against the other's.

Yes! Bakura did a mental victory dance at the scene before him, practically glowing with vicious satisfaction that his plan had worked. All it took was a small push and the blond was all over his friend - of course Ryou seemed to have lapsed into shock and was lagging a bit in his reaction time, but the moon had no doubt the star's response would be a pleasant one.

Sure enough, moments later and the kiss was being recuperated with a passion. Grinning widely to himself the blue hair tore his eyes away from the scene to allow them at least a small bit of privacy, instead tilting his head back to enjoy the rain still pouring down around them. At least someone's relationship seemed like it was going to be a happy one.

Pause. Well fuck. With the break in conversation the unwanted thoughts had seeped back in, and suddenly gloom hit him full front in the face. He had managed to avoid it for a good while, but it all came rushing back with a vengeance. The Sun hated him. No, scratch that. Loathed him. Go figure. Of all people, he just had to choose the least pleasant person in the whole world to show an interest in.

Anyone else - well asides from the two stars currently snogging, the Dusk and Dawn or the Mist and the Rain - would love the chance to be faced with his attention. He could have picked any beautiful being, hell, a god would probably throw themselves at his feet, buy of course he had to go and make his own life miserable by wanting none other then the one who hated his guts more then anyone.

I'm such a masochist. Came the drawl from his own mind and the moon heaved a sigh that sounded much more like a growl, glaring angrily at the sky above him, no longer enjoying the feeling of the rain.

Soon after the anger faded away to be replaced by sorrow. It just wasn't fucking fair. Despite all odds he was unable to actually be angry at the person causing all his frustrations, and could only find the will to be annoyed with himself for falling so hard in the first place. There was no way he could blame Marik for being who he was; after all, wasn't that the reason he was so attracted to the blond in the first place?

Closing his eyes Bakura released his frustrations in one long breath, pressing his tongue across the top of his mouth. The taste of the other still haunted him, and despite everything all he could think of was how much he wanted to taste it again. Everything about the sun was so fucking addictive. The passionate glow in his eyes, the glinting white of his fangs, the spicy sweet of his lips, and those moans...

A small shiver rippled down his spine and he quickly opened his mind, double-checking to make sure no one had noticed him lapsing. The three plants were still lost in the pour of the rain, and the two stars were still utterly lost in each other. Faintly he could detect the two of them whispering heatedly to each other, no doubt confessing their feelings; good, everyone was still oblivious.

Loneliness hit him like a wall of bricks. Watching Malik and Ryou curl up against one another with matching grins on their face sent a flicker of jealousy through him which he quickly beat down - hadn't he been the one to cause this? What gave him right to complain? Tearing his eyes away he refocused his gaze elsewhere, just in time to spot the Dawn as he came gliding up beside the Dusk, pressing up against him with a soft murmur of greeting.

Yami instantly enveloped Yugi in a welcoming hug and again the pang hit the moon and suddenly he found he couldn't watch anymore. Without even so much as a word to his companions Bakura shoved himself to his feet and stalked off, bidding the faintest of thoughts to prevent the water falling down from touching him. No doubt the two stars would feel hurt and confused when they discovered the entity had left without saying goodbye, but right now he needed to be alone.

Part of him was infuriated with himself for feeling so weak, but it was mostly tuned out by the dull ache that came with the knowledge that no matter how hard he tried, Marik would always hate him. That didn't mean he'd stop trying - hell no, he was no quitter! - but that didn't make it hurt any less.

So lost in his own thoughts, the moon completely missed the purple eyes watching him, and the faint grin on the owner's face.

What's Mar-I mean the secret stalker up to? ;D Wouldn't you all like to know?

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I know I sure as hell would...

R&R my pretties!