Hey there! What's up? I'm glad to see you clicked forward to the second chapter! Well, then it can't be THIS boring. Did I mention that this fic is set in the future? I guess so. Well, it's set in the year 2087 (that's a thousand years after my birth *grins* Yay), so it isn't THAT far away. Anyways, thanks to my reviewers ^-^ *hands out infamous marshmallowcookies*

To Afevis Shyrin: Thank you so much! I'm sorry I couldn't thank you while Camping Chaos was running, but I do now ^-^

To Fluffylittledragon: Fluffy! I'm glad I didn't lose you! *hands a second Ryou plushie to Fluffy*

To Senshichan14: (That is, if you read this one ^-^) You're absolutely right. Gummy bears ARE evil.

To Dark-Sephy: (Same here as with Senhsi ^-^) Thank you! ^-^

To alwaysforever: I hurry up with the next one, I promise!

To Pocketfirefairy: Thaaank yoou! Though it seems that my chest is on fire (it hurts T.T) I'm happy ^-^

Did you notice? I thanked all the people who reviewed Camping Chaos 9, too, though I don't know if they`re going to read this -_- I'm . . . ashamed of myself. Well, let's go on.

Ryou's POV

I shook the CEO's hand rather sheepishly. 'Damn it, Ryou', I thought to myself because of my stupid behaviour. . . they wouldn't give me the job if I showed up like that, would they? But hey - they did, actually. It seemed like everything had been decided before I even knew about the offer.

"So you're Bakura Ryou, ne?", Kaiba asked, and I nodded quietly. I saw the short glare the white-haired boy shot at me, and though I didn't know why he did that, I felt slightly guilty.

"My name's Kaiba Seto, as I mentioned before-"

"Yeah, you did mention it before", said the Malik look-alike, grinning. "He always has to show up." Kaiba shot an icy glare at the boy, and returned to me.

"I guess you know him already." He pointed at Malik. I nodded again, unable to say something.

"Ishtar Malik. That's his brother, Mariku, and their cousin, Bakura." My eyes widened the tiniest bit - was that the reason this 'Bakura` had glared? Because my last name was his first one. That was just . . . ridiculous! It wasn't my fault. Yes, I heard Seto was talking to me, but I was trapped within Bakura's eyes. Did I say they were crimson? I guess I was wrong.

They had the colour of blood, dark, and with the slightest hint of brown in them. Adorable. . . . . Wait!! Did I just think that? Nononono, it couldn't be. Anyway, I noticed Seto's piercing stare, and quickly turned. ". . . and Malik will show you around.", was the part I heard. I nodded - what else could I've done? I saw Malik grinning, and had to smile. Seto turned away, not interested in me anymore. I felt Malik's hand grabbing my wrist, and he pulled me away, into the elevator, out of the elevator at the top, into a corridor. We headed towards heavy iron doors. I looked around the entire time and hardly noticed that Malik typed a code into a security- block of strange looking symbols. He then put the fingertips of his right hand into a light blue space which went dark after he removed them again. The doors opened silently.

The tanned boy led me into the room which was darkened, illuminated with the lights of the computers only. Two persons were in this room, one sitting in front of a large key pad and was typing, the only sound except the quiet buzzing. The other one stood in a small chamber as if 'it` was sleeping. Wires were hanging from wrist, fingertips, temples, and lips.

"Recovering", Malik whispered from my left side. I guess I looked rather puzzled, so he explained. "She had been injured at the last task, you know. She's fixed at the moment." I nodded quietly, and my gaze traced to the first person. The room really was large . . . I narrowed my eyes to make out features.

"That's the CEO's girlfriend", he whispered grinning. Suddenly, the light was switched on. A quiet moan escaped my throat because it hurt my eyes. When I opened them again carefully and slow, the door of the chamber had opened, too. Wires were pulled back automatically, and the second person stepped out of the chamber. It was a girl , I noticed, at the age of eighteen, with cerulean blue eyes and brown hair which fell over her back. She was quite pretty, and smiled at the other girl without noticing we were there.

Kaiba's girlfriend though was pretty, too. She seemed to be at the age of seventeen as Malik was, with olive green eyes and reddish-brown hair which was as long as the other girl's was. "Katsuya Shizuka. . . ", Malik whispered and pointed to the younger one, ". . . and Mazaki Anzu. The Assassins." I stared at them, watching them smiling and chatting quietly with each other. "And what do they do?" Malik grinned again. "Assassins do kill. But most of the time they work on the computers, locating people and stuff." "They don't look like they could kill anybody. . . ", I pointed out quietly. Malik chuckled now. "They can, be sure of that. Oi! Anzu!" The brown-haired girl turned and her smile immediately widened. "Hey there." She walked over, with Shizuka following. You get it, the whole meeting-stuff repeated. My blushing did, too. It's annoying.

When my blushing was gone, the door opened and Seto stormed in, looking quite pale. "Did you find her?", he asked, his voice trembling slightly. There was something wrong, even I could tell. Anzu shook her head and laid a hand softly on Malik's shoulder. Seto placed a small kiss on Shizuka's forehead before storming off to the computers. He sighed. I gave Malik a puzzled gaze, and his voice was quieter and kind of sad when he answered my unspoken question. "Ah. . . one of the spies is missing." Seto waved carelessly with his left hand, eyes fixed to the monitor. Anzu let go of Malik's shoulder and with Shizuka following she returned to work. Without the support, Malik seemed to tremble. "We'll find her, I promise.", Seto said, looking at Malik quickly. "That is, if . . . they don't captured her.", a cold voice said from behind us, causing me to flinch slightly. Bakura stood behind us, with Mariku next to him. The blonde one seemed not as excited as he had been before in the other room, and Bakura's glare throw daggers. "They. . . they wouldn't. . . ", Seto was about to say something, I knew it, but Malik shoved me out of the room quickly, and the doors closed behind us. "What's going on anyway? What's your task? Why is that spy missing, who is it?" I shot my questions at him as if they were arrows. Malik flinched, and I immediately felt sorry. But he spoke, though he looked a bit pale trough his tanned skin. "I'm a spy. . . the other one, we've got two. Isis was the first one, and she went at this quite dangerous mission, and she didn't come back for two days now." "So you're partners?" "She's my older sister." I was stunned. So his own sibling was missing. . . I know that this is hard, I had one myself once.

"She took care of Mariku, Bakura and me since we were children. We're from Egypt, you know." I heard tales of Egypt before. It was an ancient country, with a great history and many secrets. But it had been destroyed years ago. . . because of a game people played. That's just a tale, you know. A country can't be destroyed because of a simple card game. Can it? Anyways, Malik's story was sad. As sad as my own. But my own story isn't part of this one. Malik was changing the subject fast, as if talking about his sister hurt. I knew it did, so I joined him.

"Seto-sama'll give you your equipment soon.", he said, leaving me confused.

"Equipment? I don't know how to use it!" Malik grinned slightly. "Bakura will teach you." I just stared at him in disbelief. This boy, this Bakura, Malik couldn't be serious! Bakura seemed to hate me, and I was afraid he would try and kill me the very first second we were alone with each other. "Why?", I managed to say. "Because he's the best." That was his only explanation. I sighed and gave up. If I wanted this job, I had to do what was asked to. And I would.

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Wow! I'm not even fifteen minutes at home (I was at the club, but I fell ill suddenly. . . *confused* I don't know how it happened! My lungs are on fire!), and I just had to finish part II. I hope you liked it.

Malik: Hm. . . I don't know. . . I mean, I'm mentioned very often, but nothings happens.

Voice: Something will happen soon! I promise!

Ryou: Yeah right. . . and why do I have to learn with Bakura?

Voice: Because you two are a cute couple?

Bakura: That's not fair. . . though it's true ^-^

Ryou: O.O

Voice: I think that's it for today. Bye!