A/N – Some more BakuraxRyou snuck it's way into this chapter. It's really only there for filler. BTW, everyone go thank Pysche for this chapter. I keep on trying to be lazy and she keeps on threatening me to update. I finally gave in. :p

The following takes place between 2:00pm and 3:00pm

2:00PM

Malik continued to stare in shock at the picture on his computer screen.

"Malik is something wrong?" Mana asked from a nearby computer. She had looked up from her work and saw the expression on the blonde's face. Fortunately for Malik the angle she was at she couldn't see his computer screen.

"Umm…no," Malik replied as his mind search for an excuse. "…this code is harder to crack than I thought it would be."

"Oh, okay," the girl replied before turning back to her own work.

Malik waited a few minutes and pretended to work before allowing his mind to wander back to Bakura. Malik hadn't seen Bakura in the three years since he had moved to the United States after Marik's death. Bakura had been his and Marik's best friend as they grew up together. As adults Bakura had joined Marik's organization as his right hand man. After Marik's death he had taken over the organization when Malik had lost track of him. But apparently after, while reading the report, he discovered that Bakura had been in jail for the past year and a half. While remembering his old friend, Malik's mind became trapped in the past to the last time he had seen his friend.

"What are you doing Malik?"

"I'm leaving Bakura," Malik replied as he threw some clothes into the bag he had on his bed. "There's nothing here for me anymore."

"So that's it? You're just going to run off without wanting revenge for what happened to Marik and Rishid?" Bakura asked as he crossed his arms in front of his chest and leaned against the wall.

"Why should I care? Isis doesn't. Or else she would have taken over for Marik instead of you."

"Malik there are some things that you just don't understand. We've all been trying to protect you for so long. Running away is not helping!"

"I wouldn't need protection if you guys weren't involved in such activities!"

"And what were we supposed to do Malik?" Bakura asked as he uncrossed his arms and strolled over to the blonde. "All of us were orphaned at a young age. The world doesn't exactly give you a lot of options when you're that young and all alone."

"We're not kids anymore!" Malik angrily yelled as he picked up his bag and slammed it onto the floor in frustration. "My brothers are dead because of because of this stupid lifestyle! And both you and Isis will end up the same way if you keep it up!"

Bakura gave Malik a long hard look before he finally responded. "One day you'll understand why we do what we do Malik."

"Malik?!"

"What?!" Malik angrily snapped as he was drawn back to the present. Looking up he found the concerned blue eyes of Kisara.

"Are you okay? You zoned out there for a few minutes."

"I'm fine. And if the interruptions stop, I might be able to finish my work sometime in the next century."

"Fine." With a roll of her eyes Kisara wandered off. Glaring at her back, Malik wondered what he should do. They hadn't parted on the best of terms but Malik still felt the need to help his long time friend. Remembering that time was an issue, Malik decided to keep up the charade of cracking the code for awhile, while he tried figuring out what was up with Bakura.

2:20PM

"This must be the place," Otogi commented as Yami parked the SUV in front of the police barricade.

"You think?" Yami sarcastically replied. Yami had planned on investigating the bombing alone but the green-eyed agent had caught him before he was able to leave headquarters. Against his better judgment, Yami decided to take the other agent along.

Flashing their ID, the pair quickly crossed the barricade to begin their investigation. While Otogi interviewed eyewitnesses and questioned the other police officers, Yami surveyed the area. He knew this was Mahado's and Isis' doing. He could feel it.

2:25PM

"Nice place," Bakura commented as he and Ryou snuck through the back entrance to the hotel Ryou was staying at. They would have been back there sooner but Bakura had demanded some "real food" after being locked up for so long. Ryou being the sweet angle that he was didn't want to deny his lover anything so the pair had made an unscheduled stop for some food before heading to the hotel to await their new orders.

As the pair rode up in the empty elevator, Bakura took the opportunity to attack Ryou's lips with heated kisses. Unfortunately their make out session was all to short as the elevator came to a stop on Ryou's floor.

While they walked down the hall, Ryou paused briefly in front of the door that belonged to Mai and Vivian's room. He couldn't believe that a few hours ago she had been alive and full of life. They had already contacted Mai who had abandoned the room and headed to a safer location.

"I can' believe people actually think you're a criminal mastermind," Bakura grumbled as he gave a tug on Ryou's hand pulling him towards the other room. He had seen the sad look on his lover's face while thinking about Vivian.

"Well I don't do a whole lot," Ryou admitted as he unlocked the door and the white-haired pair entered the room. "We've been laying low since you got caught."

"That's because nothing can be done without me!" Bakura declared before crackling his insane laugh. While continuing to laugh he dragged Ryou over to the bed and flopped down on it. He then gathered Ryou in his arms and began stroking the silky soft hair.

"It's true," Ryou murmured relaxing into Bakura's touch. "It hasn't been too hard pretending to be the leader. Mai and Vivian both knew the truth, as does Isis. Mahado's in the dark but Isis has been keeping an eye on him. He doesn't even know that Isis is apart of our group. Anyone else received their orders through Mai or Vivian."

"Mahado?" Bakura asked raising an eyebrow. "Not the same bastard, who was Mutou's best friend, right?!"

"He turned on CTU almost a year ago," Ryou softly replied. He had forgotten that there was no way for Bakura to keep up with the on goings of the criminal world while he was in jail.

"I don't trust him," Bakura grumbled while narrowing his eyes.

"Nor do I."

2:38PM

"Yami I think I might have found something?" the green-eyed agent said as he walked over to Yami, who was currently wishing he was back with Seto.

"What is it?" Yami asked as he uncrossed his arms and turned around to look at Otogi.

"I talked to some people, apparently, a prison bus was suppose to come by here this afternoon but had to change its route because of the bomb. That bus was hit over an hour ago. A bomb blew it up but one of the guards and an unidentified woman were found."

"Hmm…" Yami mused as he pulled out his cell phone to call the office. "Mana? I need a list of prisoners on a bus that were being transferred today. Send the list to me as soon as you get it."

Yami headed back to the SUV, with Otogi following him, to wait by the laptop in it.

2:42PM

"What's going on?" Seto demanded to know as he marched over to Kisara who was standing behind Mana's chair.

"Yami called," she informed him. "He wants information on that prison bus that was attacked an hour ago."

"He thinks there's a connection?"

"We'll soon find out," Mana replied as she brought up the prisoner's list. She then sent a copy of the list off to Yami.

2:47PM

The computer in the SUV beeped as it automatically began downloading the information that Mana was sending. While the list loaded, Yami called back into headquaters.

"Mana?"

"Not exactly," came the reply of Seto's familiar voice, causing Yami's heart to soar. "Find anything yet."

"Hang on, I'm checking," Yami said as he scanned the list. Yami swore when he saw one name on the list. "Shit! Bakura!"

"I see it too," Seto replied with a frustrated sigh.

"Who?" Otogi asked as he leaned over and tried getting a look at the computer screen.

"Bakura," sighed Yami, "was the leader of the world's deadly criminal organization until his fluke of a capture a year and a half ago. They're still around but they've been dormant lately."

"Yami look into it," Seto commanded. "I want conformation that Bakura is dead."

"I'll doubt you'll get it," Yami grumbled as he ended the call. "Come on Otogi lets go."

2:53PM

Malik eyed Seto as the tall burnet hung up the phone. Ever since Yami Mutou had run off somewhere, the agent had hovered around barking orders at everyone instead of staying up in his office when Yami was around. Malik wondered what that was all about.

Frowning, Malik went back to his work. He had been doing research for the past while. He had learned what had happened to the bus but he wasn't worried. He knew that Bakura was safe. Now, though Malik decided to turn his attention elsewhere, he knew that something had to be going on with the two agents.

Checking CTU's files would be worthless. He knew that there would be no information on it; as well he knew that it would be too easy for him to get caught. Hacking into Seto's home computer also would be worthless. Although the genius hacker wasn't there right not to catch him he would as soon as the next time he logged on. So unless Malik felt like hopping the country before the Special Agent in Charge got home, that option was also out. There was however Yami's computer. In his time working with CTU, Malik knew that Yami did not have the computer skills that himself or Seto had.

Smiling to himself, Malik began to start his new task.

3:00PM