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Well, on with it.

Okies, recap from last Chappie:

The boy stood there for a few seconds, gazing at the thief, before he heard Bakura's voice:

"By Amun Ra, Malik," he growled, "just take a bloody picture."

The two spirits look around at the Malik, who went very red, and walked into the room.

"Come sit, Shorty." Marikku said grinning at his other half, whacking the place on the couch between himself and Bakura. Malik's heart skipped a beat as his gaze met the tomb robber's.

Malik slowly walked around the sofa and came to sit between the two others.

Bakura's thoughts

Malik's thoughts

BEGINING OF NEW CHAPTER

"Pass me the remote." Bakura said, sounding bored.

Malik reached over and snatched it off the table, then handed it to him. As the thief took it, his hand touched the blonde's, who blushed and looked away.

The tomb robber sank lower in the couch and glared at the TV set.

Why does he never look back at me? It's not like I'm going to bite him or something! . . . but then again . . . No! Bad! Bad mind! I will not bite him, that would scare him. . . but getting him scared WOULD be useful; he'd do as I say . . . Hmm . . . maybe I should bite him. No, I shouldn't'. Yes, I really think I should. I disagree.

Meanwhile, Malik sat stiffly and at Bakura's reflexion in the window.

Is he mad at me? Jeez, I didn't touch him on purpose . . . Ok, so I did. Let's do it again! No, I won't do it again, that would be just weird. I can't randomly reach out and poke his face. But still . . . maybe I should pretend to be scared of the show and cling to him!

"Marikku, put on a horror."

"What for, this is scary enough! My bloody team is losing!" Bakura snapped, turning to face Malik, who shrugged and said nothing.

Marikku sighed. And grabbed the remote from the spirit next to him.

"You two sound like an old married couple." He joked and switched to 'the Grudge'.

"Except we're not married." Said Bakura. . . .Yet.

"And we're not a couple." Added Malik. But soon enough . . .

This final sentence was followed by an awkward silence between the thief and the tomb keeper. The blond glancing nervously at from the floor to the guy he liked.

". . . Okay. Well I see what's going on here." Mariku said slyly, looking suspiciously at the other two. "I think I'll just leave the two of you alone." He smirked and got up.

"Aw, don't be stupid Rikku, get back here." Bakura said impatiently, glancing at Malik.

Why is he so nervous?

Why am I so nervous!?

"No, no, I'm uhh tired, yeah, that's right. See ya'll in the morning." The spirit of the Rod gave an evil grin and winked at his lighter half, making him blush at look up at the silver-haired one.

Bakura waved his hand impatiently as Marikku dashed up the stairs. "Whatever. More space for me."

He paused on the second floor and looked down at his hikari and his best friend. He then wrapped his arms around himself and in a sort of 'self-hug' and began pretending to make out with the wall.

Malik went redder and tried to suppress his giggles by hiding his face behind a pillow, while Bakura stood up and began swearing loudly, but before he even set foot on the first stair, Marikku had already locked himself in his room and the echo of his maniacal laugh echoed thru the house.

The thief sat back down on the couch (a little closer to Malik then before) and glared at the closed door.

"Your Dark is an idiot." He stated quite unnecessarily. The blond laughed and put the pillow away.

"I know." The spirit laughed too, and they looked at each other for what seemed like a full minute, before the young Ishtar turned back to the TV.

"Do you want to watch this?" he asked, gesturing to the horror.

"Sure, why not?" Bakura got up to turn off the lights then came back to sit down next to his friend, placing an arm around his shoulders.

Malik turned a previously undiscovered shade of red. The tomb robber seemed to have been watching him, because he chuckled.

"What's wrong?" The other shook his head.

"Nothing." He said, and, summoning all the courage he had, he scooted a little closer to Bakura and placed his head on his shoulder.

Short, I know. Long time before updating, I know. But I was actually considering deleting this account, 'cause I don't like it. . . But I don't think I will quite yet.

Anyways, I UPDATED! Thanks to all my reviewers, you gave me hope! U

I'll write more very soon, cross my heart hope to die!

Ja ne!