Okay, I would really like to thank everyone who has reviewed this fic so far.

(Maric's POV)

To say the least today's events have taken a surprising road. First Ryou shows up acting like Bakura and then asks to stay here for reasons he wont say. Is this real, or a test on my sanity? Oh what the heck, sure he can stay I mean what harm's it going to do?

"Yeh sure, you can stay Ryou," I said, I was glad to see the look of relief and thankfulness that crossed his face and graced his eyes. Ryou's just to nice for his own good sometimes. I grinned.

"Thanks Maric, I owe you one big time," and with that he let out an exasperated sigh and flopped back into the couch, I chuckled, as did my Yami at this. He cracked one eye open and gave me a half-hearted glare. I could tell he didn't mean it, I mean he was grinning like the Cheshire cat for crying out loud.

I glanced over at my clock an my eyes turned to dinner plates, "OH MY RA!!!" I practically brought the roof down, my Yami fell tot eh floor in surprise, he landed on his face poor thing. Ryou nearly jumped out of his skin, sitting straight up turning to me with worried coated chocolaty orbs.

"It's twelve O'clock at night for crying out loud," I didn't exactly yell that statement, I just made my voice go loud enough to get my point across.

"Oh my, that late heh?" Ryou asked, it wasn't really a question that would have been just plain stupid; it was more like him registering my statement.

"I guess we should go to bed," my Yami suggested picking himself of the floor. Now don't take that statement wrong, we aren't in a relationship or anything, we're just really close friends. Don't take that as a cover up either, it's the Ra damned honest truth.

"Yeh, come on Ryou, I'll show you to the spare room," why we had a spare room I have no idea, Isis insisted we had one encase of an emergency situation. At the time I had wracked my brains to try and come up with one and had failed but now Isis, I thank you for your intelligence, well what little you have anyway.

I led Ryou down a small hallway and directed him to the room on the right, "That's the spare room," I said, "here," indicating my left; "is the bathroom."

"Thanks Maric, I guess I'll see you in the morning," he said quietly walking past me and putting his hand on the door, turning his smiling face to me once more he muttered, "thank-you." I nodded to him, returning his smile, as he made his way into his room, I turned and headed back to the front room to see Malik sitting in one of the chairs drinking a mug of steaming hot chocolate.

"Hey Malik, I'm of to bed, do you want me to wait up?" It wasn't unusual for him to go out for a few hours each night; sometimes he did, sometimes not. But when he did he sometimes wanted me to wait up, and sometimes didn't.

"I'm not going anyway, I made some for you too," at this statement I quirked an eyebrow. As if he read my mind he held up another mug of hot chocolate, I smiled when I realised what he had meant. Walking up to the sofa on which he sat I sat down beside him taking the mug by the handle so as not to burn my hand.

"Like it?" he asked grinned. Sticking my tongue out I took a small lap at the boiled, chocolaty liquid.

"Mm hm," I muttered, leaning back into the sofa sighing I relaxed. Closing my eyes I swirled the liquid gently taking care not to do it too fast. The last thing I wanted was a boiling hot patch of hot chocolate on my trousers.

Okay, so it's short, but I'm warning you, one flame and this fic is OVER!!! ¬_¬ But that doesn't mean you can't review! ^_^

As for the Yaoi or Straight debate, hey look a rhyme, the points stand thus:-
Yaoi: 8
Straight: 7

Okay, i'm sick of it always being so close so I'm adding a new option. Instead of making it a relationship, aka YAOI, or a straight fic, aka they hate each other for all eternity, could I please do a friendship fic. That means no kissing, no lemons, can't write 'em anyway, no sap and no whatever you associate with YAOI! ^_~

So the points stand thus:-
Yaoi: 8
Straight: 7
Friends: 0