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A/N: Ok, here's teh second chapter. Hope ya'll liek it.

Chapter 35

That's Life

Amaya awoke the next morning feeling totally at peace, and in the arms of her love who was, not to her surprise, already awake, gently stroking her hair.

"Morning." She mumbled as pulled herself closer to him, breathing in his scent.

"Good morning sleepy." He said with a small smile on his face as he looked down at her. After a few moments he made to move to dress himself, but Amaya held onto him firmly.

"Don't move." She muttered, snuggling into his chest.

"I have too." He said with a sigh. "Trust me, I don't want to, but I have to." With a small pout she let go of him. He chuckled at this and kissed her briefly on the lips before beginning to dress himself while Amaya sat back and enjoyed the view, laying on the bed.

"Oh sweet Lord." She said, a small smile on her face. "What I am going to tell Demi?" Yami flat-out laughed at this, knowing full-well the girl's uh...... shall we say...... love for mischief making.

"Tell her whatever you want." He said, zipping up his pants. "She's bound to find out sooner or later."

"True." She said slowly, rising up from the bed, causing Yami to stare at her naked form for a moment before turning away, a slight blush tinting her cheeks, causing Amaya to giggle at this as she put on her bra and underwear. "Sweet God Yami, it's not like you've never seen a women naked before...... I mean, you've seen me naked before."

"Still." He said, turning back to her back at her half-clothed form as she pulled on the rest of her clothing.

"Come here Iro-otoko Lover boy ." She said, smiling, and this sight warmed Yami. It was if, for this little while, all her problems had gone up in smoke. She, in what Yami suspected was the first time in a long time, was completely happy, and that in turn had the same effect upon him as he walked toward her.

She hugged him, resting her head on his chest, and he, in turn wrapped his arms around her, leaning in to kiss her softly.

"We better get going." He said quietly, both of them wishing that they could just stay here together forever, just the two of them.

"Can I drive this time?" She asked, cocking her head to one side in an attempt to look irresistibly cute, which she did. Yami sighed as he moved away to pull on his shirt before tossing her the keys to the black sports car.

"Get lost."

"Love you." She laughed, giving him a peck on the lips before hoping into the car and starting the engine.

Demi sat alone.

It seemed that she was always sitting alone.

She and Seto had barely exchanged any words since their little incident, and the words that had been exchanged were anything but pleasant.

And so as always, she was left with the questions.

She didn't know why she had thought what she did when she stared at his sleeping face, the thoughts just felt so..... natural. She agreed with one thing that she had thought though..... he was hiding from something that he didn't want to face, something more then his brother's death.

Maybe she would never know, but whatever it was, it was killing him slowly.

If only she had known the true extent of the truth of her words.

Amaya pulled into the driveway of the club, her hair messy from the wind.

"Dammit." Yami said smiling as he stepped out of the car. "I think if you had driven any faster you would have created a time warp."

"Damn." She muttered. "Just think, another five km and I might have been in the Medieval Times." Yami just smiled and shook his head.

"Sooooo, you two have fun?" A voice said from the door that lead into the main building, causing both people to jump.

"Oh no." Amaya groaned, while Yami merely lifted one eyebrow at the figure standing in the doorway.

"Hey, I figured you'd be happy to see your best friend." Demi chirped cheerfully in a vain attempt to forget about a certain gorgeous CEO.

"Not when I know I'm about to be interrogated." She muttered, knowing full-well that that was what Demi had in mind.

"Hey, I'm just curious." She said, with a mock innocent look on her face that failed to veil to evil little sparkle in her green eyes.

"I'm just not going to answer you." Amaya replied back, a smirk on her face as she looked back at Yami, her eyes raking over his figure.

"Oh for the love of Pete!" (A/N: Why does everyone say that anyway? Who the hell is Pete? Walks off pondering) Demi cried, catching her friend in the act. "Stop checking him out and kiss him!" Amaya rolled her eyes and walked over to him, giving him a lingering kiss.

"Happy now?" She asked, looking exasperated, Demi merely smirked.

"Well, I just don't see the reason in checking him out, after all." She added with a wicked grin. "You probably got a goooooood look last night."

"DEMIKA MARTAN YOU ARE SO DEAD!!!!!" Amaya yelled, lunging at her friend and proceeding to chase her to God knows where, leaving Yami to watch the girl's antics with his own little sparkle in his eyes before sighing and walking into the building.

He figured he would catch up to his koi later, after all, as the saying goes, no rest for the wicked.

Maiyu held her head in her hands, wondering what to do next seeing as things weren't exactly going well.

First off, she had to try and keep a certain pig-headed bishie a secret. Second, the brother of said bishie she was pretty sure was really pissed off at her (not that she blamed him), and third, Bakura's wounds kept re-opening from his moving around to much, and having (from her earlier count) three broken ribs wasn't the greatest thing either.

Tears gathered in her eyes, and she bowed her head, not allowing Bakura to see her weakness.

She didn't know why she was crying, but she couldn't stop the tears. She thought that maybe it was from hurting Ryou, but it was something deeper then that, the horrible knotting feeling in her stomach told her that.

She heard shuffling from the bed, and opened her eyes.

"Don't." She said, not evening to turn around to know that he was trying to get up again. "You need your rest." If Bakura noticed the rawness in her voice, he didn't mention it.

"Correction." He growled. "I have to get my ass out of here before we both get killed."

"And go where?" She snapped, angry eyes fixing on him with a wolf-like stare. "Have you forgotten that your a dead man if you leave here? You don't think they'll hunt you down?" Bakura fell silent, along with Maiyu as she fought with her emotions.

'I shouldn't be taking this out on Bakura.' She thought bitterly. 'It's not his fault that Ryou's pissed at me.' Taking a breath she wiped her eyes and turned to face the white-haired boy.

"Sorry." She muttered. "I shouldn't be taking this out on you."

"Save it." He said shortly. "I don't need any apologizes."

"Maybe you don't." She said calmly. "But I'm giving you it anyway." Silence hung in the room until Bakura, having nothing witty or a smartass remark, 'humphed' and faced the wall, allowing Maiyu a good look at his face.

She didn't understand him. One moment, their kissing, the next, things were like this. It frustrated her, seeing as there was absolutely no common ground between the couple.

Were they even a couple? She didn't think that kissing someone a few times made them a couple, yet she despite herself, liked the word none-the-less.

Sighing she brought her knees up to her chest, resting her head on them.

A/N:

Well, I don't really know what to think of this chapter, but hey, it's done right? And the title for it. well.....0.o to say the least. Now, at the moment I've kinda got writers block...... so ya, but I hope I'll be able to get over it. I hate writing filler chapters and that's what I have to write in order to get to what I want to...... grrrrrrrrr. Anyways, as always, please R&R and I'll see you in two weeks!