Anaya's Creator: Here we are folks, the final chapter!
Malik: Damn.
Anaya's Creator: Don't worry Malik; you'll like this chapter too. Kaiba could you do disclaimer and cue the reviews, please?
Kaiba: (growls) Anaya doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh. Here are the reviews:
KrysOfSorrow:
(Is still sitting in her rowboat to keep from drowning in confetti) Stop hypervenalating (I have no idea how that's spelled) and read the new chapter! (Gives youthree cookies)
Silver Moon Phoenix:
It's not, he does, but he won't. Here's three cookies!
Draco-and-Hermione:
Yeah, you liked the chapter. Three cookies for you!
Yolladak:
(Leans away from the fish because it smells and hands her cookies) Here's more, here's more...
Gardevoir-Mages:
Hey, you guys didn't update your story...
Peachigoddess:
Well, read the chapter and find out!
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Later that day, Malik was walking with Rogue in Domino Park, he was trying to have a good time with her, but guilt and anxiety were eating at his insides without mercy.
"Malik, is something on your mind?" Rogue asked, having noticed he was preoccupied.
"I'm fine, kitten. Why do you ask?"
She looked at him with raised eyebrows. "You just seem really distracted. Is there anything you'd like to talk about?"
Yes! Yes! his mind screamed to almost the point of giving him a headache. He grabbed Rogue's hands and led her to a bench and sat down. "Rogue..." he avoided her eyes at first and just looked at his hands. "I... I have to go back to Egypt."
Rogue felt her jaw drop slightly as she sat down on the grass beside the bench. She closed her mouth and shook her head a little to get rid of the on coming dizziness. "Why? Do you know if you'll be gone for long?"
"I got a full paid scholarship for a collage there. I'll probably be gone for four years since the holidays are different there so I have no idea when I'll be able to return."
Rogue latched onto his arm, nuzzling his lower bicep with her hair. "Malik, if you feel compelled to go then go. If I must love you from afar for a while, I will... as long as you don't go sleeping around with any girls in Egypt."
Malik got off the bench, pulled her off the ground, and tilted her head up a little. "How dare you bring up the possibility of me cheating on you? It is I who should be telling you not to be disloyal by hooking up with Yami in my absence. He's still got his eyes on you, know that?" A snicker snuck into the last part of his sentence.
Rogue laughed. "I would never and you know it."
"Prove it," he challenged.
Rogue tossed her hair back a little, then threw her arms around his neck and kissed him hungrily on the lips, not giving a damn if anyone saw this. (1)
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Four years later...
Rogue was pacing around in one of the numerous bedrooms in the Kaiba mansion trying to get a grip on herself. She was wearing a silk silver dress that hid her still nearly flat chest and just reached her knees. There was a party going on in the hall for all the collage graduates and she was one of them.
"Rogue, calm down; it's just a party!" Mokuba said exasperated. He was sitting on the bed in the room, dressed in a tux, with Adan perched on one of the bedposts. The both of them had been watching her pacing for a long time now and, quite frankly, they were sick of it. They heard her mutter something about Malik possibly not coming and Mokuba rolled his eyes. Finally, the young colt leapt up from the bed, grabbed her shoulders, and shook her firmly. "Honestly Rogue, quit pacing, you're making me nervous."
Rogue took a deep breath and tried to explain herself. "It's just that..." but Mokuba cut her off.
"No excuses! You are going out there right now!" H got behind her and shoved her out the door.
"You've gotten too tall for your own good, know that?" she commented as she allowed herself to be pushed down the hall.
Mokuba chuckled. In the passing years, he had become almost a head taller than her and was close to his brother's height. When they reached the doors to the hall, he stopped shoving her and opened them. It was quite spacious; even with two tables absolutely loaded with food set up at one end (although a good deal of it was being devoured by Joey) anda DJ, there was still tons of room to spare for dancing and hanging out.
Several people were there. Kaiba and Serenity were dancing together with Duke and Tristan eyeing them jealously. Odeon and Ishizu were busy talking with Yami, Yugi, Bakura, and Ryou (at long last Rogue had been able to find a spell that gave the two yami's their own bodies). Mai was busy talking with Tea and a girl named Rebecca Hopkins, who also happened to be Mokuba's girlfriend, and as soon as she saw him come down with Rogue, she rushed over and begged him to dance with her.
"Go on, Mokuba," Rogue encouraged, when he shot her a questioning glance. When the young colt had gone, she went over to Ishizu who had left Yami and the others to get a drink.
"Hello Rogue, you look nice tonight," she said in her usual mystical voice.
"Thank you. Where is Malik?" Rogue asked. He was the only person she hadn't seen.
"He's on his way," Ishizu answered. Was it her imagination or did Rogue see her eyes sparkle a bit as she spoke.
A few minutes later, Yami came over to her and said, "A beautiful young woman such as you shouldn't be just standing around talking. Will you dance with me?"
"You're persistent Yami, I'll grant you that much, but I don't dance with men who try to get me to doubt my boyfriend's loyalty." Her tone was incredibly icy. In the years of Malik's absence, Yami had tried several times to make Roguequestion Malik's devotion to her and prove that he was the better man. He had even gone as far to wager her as the prize of a Shadow Game between the two of them... and she visibly despised him for it. Unlike Akina, she forgiving was not in her nature.
The former pharaoh said nothing to her cold reply, just walked away with a look of severe disappointment on his face.
About an hour later, Rogue was out on the balcony looking up at the stars, absolutely bored out of her mind. "I thought I might find you out here. You were never too much of a party girl." commented a voice from behind her. She turned and saw someone dressed in a Rare Hunter cloak. The hood was up so she couldn't see the person's face clearly, but she knew the voice all too well.
"Malik," she said walking over to him.
The figure dismissed his hood and welcomed Rogue into his arms, "And who else would it be?" the Egyptian asked sarcastically.
"You jerk! I was beginning to think you might not come." She leaned on his shoulder and placed her arms on his chest.
"Nothing could keep me away from you, kitten. Except..." He pushed her off a little and shuffled for something inside his cloak. Awkwardly, he pulled out a small box and, blushing mad,opened it. "I must admit I was a little chicken about showing up tonight because of this..." He broke off, going, if it was even possible, ten shades redder as he removed the ring from the box and held it up for her to see. "Rogue... will you marry me?"
Rogue was speechless; inside the box was a golden band with a small but gorgeous diamond. Since she couldn't think of anything to say, she threw her arms around his neck and crashed their lips together in a passionate kiss.
Malik broke the kiss, "So that's a 'yes' then?" he inquired.
Rogue plucked the ring from his hand and slid it onto her finger (2). "Of course, you idiot." She let out a sudden squeal as Malik swept her off her feet and spun her around. Their joyous laughter echoed in unison through the night. All that awaited them now was their wedding.
The End
(1) In Japan, a kiss symbolizes a sexual relationship—in other words, it is considered so intimate that parents don't kiss in front of their kids and it isn't done in public.
(2) I know the tradition is for the man to put the ring on the woman, but screw tradition!
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Malik: Me like the chapter!
Anaya's Creator:Thanks for reviewing everyone; cookies for ya'll, review again and I'll give ya'll three each! Tune in for my next fanfic, The Demon Witch, whitchshould be reposted within the next few days.Read and review!
