HAWAAAAAAAAAAA! THE FINAL CHAPPIE! AAAA! (sniff) I feel o much better! I'm SOOOOOOOOOO sorry that this chapter took so long! I don't have a computer so I can't really work on it much… (cries) GOMEN NASAI!

But I've got to admit, I think this chapter is way better written then the others…I guess cuz I had way more time to improve….(sweatdrop) tee hee - well, I redo the other chapters when I have time but until then, you'll just hafta wait….AGAIN!

(Malik x Ryou, cuteness, yaoi, other stuff…)

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(Normal POV)

The blinding sun peaked through the blinds and shone on the lump of blankets scattered on bed to the side, showing every curve and dent on the comforter. The only things that were visible on the bed were a few long locks of snowy white hair that laid in every direction across the top of the sheets. As the white angel slept, the Egyptian sat in wonder down the stairs.

He twiddled his thumbs again and again with his elbows on his thighs as he thought about something that, to him, should be impossible. He sat there in the middle of the couch pondering about the same thing until his head started to cramp up and hurt. So the tanned boy laid down and closed his eyes to rest his feeble mind, but the thought of the night before ran through his mind over and over again. With that perfect white angel laying in front of him, innocent and unknowing, and the insane deed that he had done to this angel of light.

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After a few hours of the incidence, the Egyptian had already changed into some other clothes for the day to come. It was only about 6:00 PM but the whole neighborhood seemed silent. All he could think about were those five minutes in Ryou's room. Being alone didn't seem to bother him as much anymore, so he sat there just thinking and thinking.

"Ryou…" a few words occasionally escaped from his mouth.

For the next couple of hours, he was like this. Doing nothing at all. Just thinking.

As for the room occupied by the sleeping angel, he started to stir and fidget. His delicate lids that shielded his hazel brown eyes lifted showing them clearly. He blinked once, then twice before he sat up looking dazed and blinded from the sun's setting rays. The albino reached for his alarm clock off to the side of the nightstand and saw the numbers of 5:57 PM. He placed it back down and, with one hand, massaged both of his eyes to get a better view of his surroundings.

He then stood up and stretched his arms before heading to the bathroom down the hall. No lights were on but the sunlight through the windows were enough for him to see clearly. After relieving himself and washing his hands, the angel tip-toed down the stairs and saw a figure sitting in the living room.

"Malik?" soft words were released.

He turned around as Ryou finished walking down the stairs. The look of surprise caught his face. The ganguro stood up and walked around the side of the couch to reach Ryou. He stopped right in front of him and stared right into his chocolaty eyes. The rays of a reddish yellow color shone on the tanned boy, making him look eerie and serious.

"M-Malik? What's the matter?" the albino stammered as he took a slight step back.

Malik lunged forward towards the boy and grabbed him in his arms, pulling him close to his body. He held tightly as if the angel he was holding would fly away. The two stood there; one confused, and the other in happiness and sorrow.

"I'm sorry, Ryou." The Egyptian managed to say.

"What do you mean? You never did anything wro-" but he was cut off by Malik's lips.

Ryou's eyes widened as the two locked lips. Now very confused, he tried to pull away. The blonde's grip tightened as Ryou grunted and tried harder. As he lessened his grip just moments later, he took the chance to push Malik out. He thrust him a few feet back and caught his breathe.

"Malik, I…I…" the angel had a look of pure fear and confusion.

The blonde then jolted out of the house with a couple of tears riding down his cheeks. He slammed the door behind him and ran down the street. Malik came all the way into town before actually stopping at a near by bus stop bench. People walked by and often stared at the awkward ganguro boy before heading on their way. He sat on the bench, with his arms to his side, looking down at himself. He could never go back and yet, he had all the reasons to want to.

Eventually the blonde got up and wandered the streets until dark.

Back at the house, Ryou gently touched his lips, still breathing rather hard. He didn't know what to do, more like what to say. And since Malik was alone again, he had even more to worry about. He went up the stairs and into Malik's room. There were things lying everywhere; clothes, trash, books, and items of all sorts. But an odd looking spiral bound notebook caught his attention.

The book looked aged and torn around the edges. Ryou flipped through the book to the first few pages. They were blank, but from the look at them, the book was in fact a sketching notebook. He kept turning the pages until a picture shone up on one around the middle of the book. Ryou dropped the book at the sight of the drawing. It was him with wings like an angel holding on to the tanned Egyptian below him. At the bottom of the drawing were a few words.

"I will never let you go."

The sketch was elegant and astonishing; each stroke was precise and delicate. With shock in his heart, he picked up the notebook again and turned to the next page. It was a picture of the teen artist. His arms were crossed over his chest and tears were flowing down his cheeks. At the bottom were some more words.

"What will fill this emptiness inside of me?"

He flipped again to see another picture of the angel, himself. But this time, the angel was flying into the sky above, leaving the other in the sorrow and darkness. There also seemed to be stains from tears scattered across the page.

"I'm Sorry."

Ryou dropped to his knees in tears, dropping the book to the ground hard. He had hurt his friend that had loved him so much. And with that guilt, he set off to go search for Malik.

He ran into town as fast as he could. Ryou searched frantically, here and there. He looked everywhere he could think of, until a voice caught his attention.

"Are you lost, or are you looking for me?"

Ryou jerked around instantly to see the body of which the voice came from. Malik was leaning against the nearby building wall.

"Malik!" he jumped for the tan boy and embraced him in a hug while his tears started to soak up in his shirt. "Malik, I'm sorry. I didn't know I hurt you so much. I'm so sorry."

Malik put his arms around the other. "It's ok. In time things will get better. I promise."

The albino loosened his grip so that he could look up at Malik. To absorb his features, to be engulfed in his majestic violet eyes, to memorize his smile. The Egyptian leaned in closer towards the weary boy as the two locked lips once more. But this time, they both know very well what they are doing; no more confusion, no more pain.

Epilogue

The two, sitting under the stars, snuggled up to each other, gaze at the moon and beyond.

"Malik?"

"Yes?"

"Ai Shiteru, Malik."

"Ah, the words I've longed to hear…Ai Shiteru, Ryou." He kissed Ryou's head and closed his eyes.

The other smiled and inched closer to feel the Egyptian's warmth and closed his eyes as well.

The two held each others hands and fell asleep under the stars and moon, that watch over us all.

Just remember that you will always find a love, you just have to keep searching.

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Well, that's the end…cute huh? Well, just review and I'll continue to write……tee hee! Thanx to all who review!