Disclaimer: Don't own YGO, Malik, or Ryou, which makes me sad...
Summary: Okay, a little one-shot and something that ISN'T a song fic! /readers gasp in shock and horror/ Uh...new pairing, too! RyouxMalik! Please R&R
Malik sat at the window, staring out at the rain. The weather was a mirror of his feelings. As long as he could remember, there was never a time when he had been so hurt. Ryou had gotten angry with him and stormed out of the house. Malik had never seen the quiet, gentle boy so upset. Just thinking of Ryou's hurt expression made Malik's knees give under him, and he crumpled to the floor, a sobbing heap. He didn't want Ryou to hate him. He didn't want to be alone again. He remembered all their times together. Their first kiss flashed through his memory, and he wailed, knowing Ryou may never kiss him again. Was it possible to fall out of love? Even after all they had done together? They were so close. Malik didn't want to lose what he had found in the shy British boy.
He felt as though his heart had been stabbed and left to bleed in a dark alley. His whole body was experiencing an unimaginable pain and he shook uncontrollably. He had to find Ryou and apologize, but he was afraid Ryou wouldn't even speak to him. He didn't think he could bear it if that were the case. Still, he had to try. He went to the bathroom and washed his face. Grabbing his jacket, he headed for his motorcycle. He got on and left the driveway, sincerely hoping Ryou hadn't gotten too far.
After about five minutes of driving, Malik found Ryou sitting on the curb with his head on his knees, arms around his face. Malik stopped next to him and Ryou looked up, his face tear-stained, his hair hanging it wet locks around his cheeks which were pink from cold and crying.
"I'm sorry. I was so frustrated. I shouldn't have taken it all out on you. Please don't be upset. Don't leave me alone," Malik quickly apologized, his own eyes filling with tears again. Ryou just nodded and, standing, fell into Malik's arms, never ceasing his flowing tears. He kissed Malik's cheek and, sniffling, got behind the Egyptian on the motorcycle. Malik turned and went home, happy he had made things right.
Upon returning, the both of them went directly to their bedroom to change into some dry clothes. Ryou flopped down onto the bed after he was done and watched Marik pull a red sweatshirt over his head. When Malik turned to look in the mirror, Ryou pulled on the sweatshirt, making Malik fall onto the bed in a sitting position. Ryou spread his arms and Malik immediately reacted, bringing his arms around the other boy's slender figure, thankful that he was so loved. He then brought his whole body onto the bed and the two of them fell asleep in each other's arms.
Fin
