((Author's note- Oh my... I haven't updated this story since WHEN?! *passes out* Oh I am sooo sorry!!!))

Ryou- How could you forget about us? We have 75 reviews and faithful reviewers......I can't believe you!

Bakura- Baka authoress..... she's been working on her other stories so much, she's forgotten about us. *goes off and pouts in a corner*

Sabre- I'm so sorry guys..... I really didn't mean to... it's just that I......

Ryou- That you found a new love? *tears weld up*

Sabre- AH!! *hugs Ryou and Bakura* I love you guys!

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Tears silently formed on Marik's black eyeliner. His lavender eyes swelled up as he brought his hands up to hide his face. Sobs ensued. Suddenly a hand was placed under the Egyptian's chin. Marik felt his hands being pushed gently away. His eyes met two dark chocolate pools. He closed his eyes and felt the warmness of Bakura's tongue invade his own mouth. He was in heaven. Bakura broke the kiss tenderly and slowly stood up. His own hand lowered and pulled Marik up to him.

"Come, we have to find Ryou."

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Malik escorted Ryou out into the welcoming warmth of the sun. The Egyptian watched as Ryou stretched his arms out and smiled up towards the sky. 'Gods, he's beautiful.' He wanted that angel, no matter the cost.

Ryou stood on his tiptoes and spun around in the alley way, allowing the sun to reflect off of his pale skin, making him look angelic. He felt an arm on his shoulder and looked up at Malik. The tanned face seemed to be darkened as he stared into Ryou's eyes. Before Ryou knew what was happening, Malik leaned down to kiss him.

"Please Malik, don't do that, I don't want to hurt my Yami."

Malik hissed silently. "Ryou, why don't we go to the park? It shouldn't be crowded right now."

Ryou shook his head slightly. "I'm rather tired, I don't think I have the strength. May I please rest?"

Malik nodded and walked Ryou back into the warehouse. He watched as the sun slipped from the frail form, to be replaced with darkness. He watched as the smile dropped into an unreadable set face. He knew it was wrong to keep Ryou locked up in shadows, but what choice did he have? He wanted the Angel to be his, and only his. All he had to do was to get rid of Bakura and Ryou would be his...... all his and no one else's.

:::::With Bakura and Marik:::::

Marik and Bakura crept against the cold concrete walls. The fire escape route was the closest exit, and it was on the other side of the warehouse. One of Malik's mind slaves was resting against the wall in deep sleep; and more importantly, he was armed with a knife. Bakura inched closer and grabbed the puppet around the neck, strangling him to death. He pulled out the knife and searched for any other valuable items. Being satisfied with 20 dollars, a watch and a registered ID, Bakura and Marik continued on. As soon as they reached the door, Bakura looked around making sure no one was around. He examined the door to make sure the alarm was deactivated and both slipped out with not so much as a 'Click' from the door.

Once outside, Bakura squinted against the setting sun. He made out two figures in the alley way near the front entrance. A golden haired person and the other with white hair. 'White? RYOU!' Bakura started forward until Marik grabbed his arm.

"We have to wait Bakura. We need reinforcements and a plan. Otherwise we'll both be put back where we started. Trust me, we will free Ryou."

Bakura looked to the sky and sighed. "You're right, let's go."

The two walked down the now darkening streets. The streetlights turned on as they continued towards Marik's house. Stray cats searching through trash cans could be seen in the blacker alley ways. Bakura shuddered as he thought of the night he and Ryou were captured. 'Ryou...... gods.......why? Is this your revenge for all those years of murder?'

Marik watched as a lifeless Bakura walked next to him. He seemed so dead and oblivious to the world around him, and to himself. 'Bakura....... Why do I feel this way about you?' Thoughts echoed in Marik's mind. Vivid images and memories penetrated through his soul. Some hurt, others, he welcomed. There was no way to avoid them, he knew he loved Bakura, and knew he would never have him. 'I will always love him from a distance.....'

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Ryou curled up on the soft bed under the covers. He felt Malik kiss him lightly on the cheek.

"Sleep well Ryou."

Ryou nodded as he drifted off to sleep.

:::::::::Malik::::::::

Malik closed the door and made his way for Bakura's room. 'Time for a daily torture.....' He opened the door and walked in.

"Ready for more pain Bakura?"

After a few seconds with no answer or sound, Malik flipped on the switch to find a note where Bakura once lay bound to the wall; the blood was still there, staining the ground where it pooled. Malik picked up the note and began to read:

Ah Malik,
I see that you have finally managed to realize that I was gone. Here are a few instructions to follow while I am gone.

#1- See to it that MY angel is taken care of and fed well.

#2- Prepare yourself for an untimely death.

#3- Make sure your sins are accounted for, because I assure you, the Shadow Realm is most unforgiving.

I am sure that you are a little upset by now. Scream, yell...... whatever you have to do. I will return soon. And when I do, you will pay for what you have done.

Your Favorite Spirit,
Bakura

Malik ripped up the paper and yelled in agony.

"DAMN YOU BAKURA!!!"

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