This chapter of the story probably won't be the best, mostly because it's being written in order to make a bridge to chapter seven (I don't know why, but while writing ch.2, I decided that if I got to a seventh chapter, it'd be the totally messed up one). Then again, this one might actually turn out okay. I won't know till I finish it, so till then, I guess your just stuck reading it.

Chapter 6

Malik and Kaiba stood on the balcony once again, and it was like reliving the same scene from the night before, except it was the afternoon, not evening. Malik wondered why Kaiba had called him out there onto the balcony, but there they were once again. Once again, it hit him. This would be the perfect opportunity to ask Kaiba about his feelings, a mood that had been set up before in earlier chapters, but always got messed up by something. Now, though, there wasn't anything that could possibly get in the way. Malik swallowed down his hesitation, and finally let the caged bird fly.

"Seto, I know you probably don't feel the same way, but... I love you!"

"... You're right. I don't."

And then the bird was shot down by a twelve gauge shot gun, exploded into tiny pieces, which were then chewed on my a mob of hungry kitties. Malik suddenly felt very small and insignificant, and he wanted to hide in a little hole and die. Kaiba continued his statements.

"I'm sorry I led you on, making totally look like we were going to end up a couple and all, but I'm actually in love with someone else."

Even though it really hurt, Malik was glad Kaiba was being honest with him. Still, he had wished he had kept his mouth shut. He wanted to know now, more than anything, who stole his Kaibakins away from him.

"Tell me at least, who is it that you care about so much? You owe me that much, I'm sure."

"Well, it was a few days ago I was in the bathroom, finishing my shower, when I looked over to see some other guy n there with me. Normally I'd probably get pissed and tell him to go screw himself because he wouldn't get his hands on my beef cake-like self. This dude was different, though. He was tall, brown haired, and damn sexy. I fell in love at first sight. What perplexed me was that his clothes were kind of gone, but whatever, we're both guys so who cares? Anyway, we walked towards each other, but there was a large sheet of glass in the way. It really sucked, so I tried breaking the glass between us, and he was gone. I'm thinking he ran, afraid he would get hit by the sharp edges, but I haven't seen him since..."

Malik couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"Seto... did it ever occur to you that you were looking into a mirror?"

Kaiba's eyes suddenly opened wide and his mouth gaped open a bit. Holy crap, he was in love with himself. Who would have thought?

"Gee, I didn't realize how sinfully beautiful I am," he said in disbelief, "I mean, I knew I was damn sexy but YEOW!"

"I'm glad you've gone through your whole revelation on how hot you are, but you give a bit more thought about 'us'?"

"Huh? Oh yeah!"

Malik shook his head. He still liked him but, crap, Kaiba was dumb as a post. It was quite sad, if you think about it, that he's considered to be a genius in that city. Still, that meant he wouldn't have to worry so much of ever having to be taken advantage of, and he could manipulate the relationship however he wanted. Malik smiled at the thought of having power over other human beings, and making them do his bidding. He then snapped back into focus to press the issues at hand once more.

"So... do you love me too?"

"Okay, I guess so."

It wasn't the exact answer he was looking for, but it would have to do. Kaiba, though, was thinking along totally different lines. In truth, he wasn't that brain dead, but instead, he figured it was the best way of going without making Malik totally miserable. He saw the look in his eyes when he said he liked someone else, and knew if he didn't make something up, Malik would be sad. He most certainly couldn't tell him the truth on who he was really referring to when he talked of that other person. It was something he'd keep to himself for the time being, because it would be better that way.

Now back inside the house, Bakura had finished his mural, and found himself as bored as hell. He then took notice of the lovely little couple outside talking, and a new malicious thought came into play. What if he were to aim at Malik, pissing Kaiba totally off. Then he realized that Kaiba was twice his size and would beat him to a bloody pulp, so he revised the plan, and made Kaiba the object of his flirtatiousness, and Malik could be the jealous party. Oh yes, making other's lives living hell, it was what he lived for.

Ryou looked over, noticing the malicious look on Bakura's face, and knew he was up to something. Of course, he didn't know what, and because he didn't want to disturb Mokuba, he decided to keep it to himself and just make a mental note to question his yami later.

It was around that time that Yami and Ishtar entered the apartment. Both of them looked pretty bummed out, even though it was for two totally different reasons. Yami was feeling down because Ishtar wasn't talking to him, being preoccupied in his thoughts, which just so happened to be Ishtar's problem. He had been really hoping to go to the festival with the person he loved most, but didn't get the chance. So, both of them plopped onto the couch next to Ryou and Mokuba, taking notice of the squiggles all over the wall, but didn't bother to ask.

"How was your day today?" Ryou asked them inquisitively, realizing that something wasn't right with them. Both of them just simply shook their heads, and Ishtar replied to him.

".. Everything's fine." Sure, it was a complete and total lie, but he didn't feel like telling the truth at the moment in time. There were still a few other issues he had to fix in his head, things that he really didn't like to dwell on for too long. Ishtar began to wonder if the one he cared about had the same problems he did.

Everyone seemed to be in a somber mood right then inside the apartment. Inside and outside thing were going on. Malik smiled at Kaiba bleakly, he knew that Kaiba wasn't being truthful in his words to the fullest extent, but he didn't question him, and planned to go on as if he didn't know. He didn't know that Kaiba had someone else in mind, but he did know that he didn't feel the way that he felt for him. Still, he didn't want to ruin the moment, so he remained silent.

That night was pretty slow. Jounouchi, Honda, and Yugi finally showed up later, and they too seemed to be in a bad mood. Yugi because his four dollar shoes had been ruined, Jounouchi was still afraid that Bakura might try to tackle him to the bed or something, and Honda was mad because everyone gets attention except for him.

This time the bed went to Ishtar; surprisingly Jounouchi didn't bother fighting for it this time (probably because he was afraid what Bakura might do while he was asleep), Yugi got the couch, and Ryou and Yami got to be the pillow bearers. The rest were stuck with the floor.

The night was restless, and even though everyone lay quietly, they were all awake, waiting for the morning to come, but not daring to make a noise, thinking it would be best not to wake everyone. Bakura was also awake, so he figured this would be the best time to put his plan in motion. So he got up and began walking the lengths of the apartment, heading towards his destination... Kaiba...

To be continued... most probably...

Yes, I'm practically positive that there will be a seventh chapter. I have had it planned out that the next one will just be totally messed up and weird. I'll try not too make it too bad (I really don't want to step up the rating again), but it will be, by all means, quite disturbing. MUWAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Oh yeah, sorry this chapter was such a downer. I just needed to get a sixth one down so I could get to lucky seven. Still, tell me what you think, k?