Well, I gots a request to continue…so here it is.  ^.^  Just to tell ya, the updates may come more slowly, since I'm concentrating on Don't Turn Out the Lights at the moment, so bear with me here peoples.  Oh yeah, did I do a disclaimer last chappie?  I did?  Okie then…no more bullshit, on with fic. 

We're here. 

Malik started as he looked at the house. It looked rather…not used. 

Gee…I'd hate to see what your house looks like.   Bakura's sarcastic voice stopped the buzz of other people's thoughts and images for a brief moment. 

"Can you not speak or something?" 

"I'd rather not."   Malik jumped at the voice.  It was the first time he had heard it. 

"Scared you, didn't I?" 

"Shut up."  Bakura rolled his eyes.  Childish.  Wonderful.  Just wonderful.  He chided himself for helping Malik in the first place as he walked up the steps, to find he was alone.   Turning to the young Egyptian, he snapped,  

"Are you coming or not?"  The young boy didn't answer as he followed, uneasy of his new surroundings.  But also feeling a helluva lot better than he had in a long time.  He no longer felt so strained by thoughts and images that didn't belong to him.  It must have something to do with Bakura.  

//Big brother, is that you?//

/Yeah, I'm back Ryou./   

//You brought somebody, didn't you?//

Damn, how the hell did he know? 

//I can read you like a book.  Bring him inside.  I'm sure the others would like to meet him too.//

Oh yes, might as well throw a freakin' welcome party for him. 

//Big brother!//

(A.N-Heh.  Can you say Mokuba and Kaiba? The younger Kaiba isn't in this, just to tell you.) 

Bakura wasn't all that eager to bring Malik inside, but after a mental nudge, which hurt like hell, from his brother, he brought him to the front door, up the long flight of stairs, and went into his home.  No one was in the main hall, as he expected. 

"In here 'Kura!" Ryou's voice called from farther down the hall.  Bakura walked off down the hallway, which Malik took as a sign to follow him, and, hoping he was right, trailed behind him.  Bakura entered and waited for Malik, leaning against the wall.  Malik was tugged in by his shirt collar, as he had been about to pass the room, by Bakura.  He looked around at the few occupants of the room.  One who was sitting comfortably in an arm chair, a book in hand, his brown bangs hanging in front of his face slightly, blue eyes running up and down the columns, deeply immersed in his reading material.  Another, with blonde hair, was watching the television that rested next to Bakura on a stand, brown eyes focused on the screen.  And sitting in another chair, staring out the window, was the most beautiful creature Malik had ever seen.  White hair that was almost identical to Bakura's, except much less ruffled looking.  His skin was pale, almost the same shade as his hair, dressed in a cream colored shirt and black silk pants.  Malik felt his breath catch in his throat slightly.  His russet eyes were warm as he tore their gaze away from the scene below, on the streets.  A smile graced his lips as he stood up to greet the guest. 

"I'm Bakura's brother, Ryou.  That," he motioned over to the brunette immersed in his novel, "is Kaiba Seto."  The brunette didn't even acknowledge the light-haired Egyptian until Ryou caught his attention y saying in his mind,

It's not very polite to ignore guests, Seto.  Immediately he started and looked up, blinking at the guest for a moment, before nodding politely as the guest was introduced as Malik, then returning to his book. 

"And this," Ryou continued, hoping the blonde was already listening, "Is Jounouchi Katsuya." The blonde started at the sound of his name and looked up from the television.  Ryou sighed inwardly.  "Jou, this is Malik.  He's Bakura's guest."  Jou smiled and waved his hand, then went back to the TV.

/Wait a minute, since when is he my guest?  I brought him here because of you!/ 

//Exactly.  You brought him, not me.  So he's your guest.//  Bakura's eye twitched in annoyance. 

/Damn it Ryou, I brought him here so you could look at him.  He has powers./ 

"Well why didn't you say so in the first place?"  Bakura could have slapped him, which he didn't.  He would never purposely hit his little brother. 

(A.N-Contrary to the Hikari/Yami thing, lol.)

"Come with me, if you please," Ryou said, walking out of the room with all of the grace of a cat.  But not before he shot Jounouchi and Seto an annoyed message. 

Next time, be alert.  He might not have been human. 

BlackRose: I hope you liked this.  Not much, I know.  Gomen.  Next chapter will be longer…hopefully. 

Bakura:  Wonderful.  First you make me have sex with Yami, now my hikari is actually my brother.  What's next?  I'll secretly be in love with him? 

BlackRose:  .    .  Maybe.

Bakura:  O.O()  You're fucked up. 

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