DIS: Welcome back to 'Whispers in the Night'! Did ya miss me?

Marik: Ironically, yes.

DIS: (oO) Um, okay. Review responses!

meme: XD! Yeah, that'd be a good idea. Then Bakura could go walking around with a broken nose, lol.

Stephy: Lol, don't worry; I'm going to keep on working on these fics.

Chi Yagami: Yep, you guessed it right on the dot. But guess what? That's not all! And so you know, Julian is going to show up soon, Hehehe.

Goddess of Dark Magicians: If she fled, then how would there be any romance between her and anyone? Lol. Yeah, but Duke doesn't want to go with her, the bastard. Malik isn't as good of friends with Anzu as you think. Ryou's closer to her, actually.

Supersonic11: XD! Atemu is definitely not always honest, lol. Don't you just hate suspense?

LoneGothic: I don't think it's going to be Anzu who throttles Bakura.

Sailor Tiamat: Duke never flees! Plus, as I said, it won't be Anzu who punches him, lol.

prettyStupidGirl: Lol, well I'm updating! (grin)

Eve-Of-Misery: Bakura does think that he can get with anything, doesn't he? Tsk, tsk, that's what he thinks.

DIS: Thanks for reviewing everyone! And here's chapter 9, enjoy!

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Chapter Nine, Monsieur Julian's rage

Anzu stood frozen as Bakura neared closer and closer to her. Her mind was screaming at her to move, but she wouldn't budge. Just before his lips would have touched hers, the door blasted open. Both whipped around to see who it was.

"Oh, Monsieur Julian, you're just in time to—" Anzu winced as Julian's fist connected with Bakura's mouth. That brought Malik and Marik's guard up. They hurried over to Bakura, who was laughing his ass off.

"Brother, are you alright?" Ryou asked in concern. Bakura fell in a chair, laughing.

"Julian!" Anzu cried in shock as Julian heaved the snickering lord up and threw him across the room.

"What the hell is your problem?!" Malik snapped at Julian, glaring. Bakura stood up solemnly, wiping the blood from his head where a corner of the door hit him.

"Well," Bakura said, his eyes flashing over to Julian, "I thought you didn't have it in you, Julian."

"Shut up!" Julian grabbed a chair and Bakura sighed.

"Stop it!" Anzu shouted to both of them, getting in between it. Bakura heard, but Julian didn't. He didn't see her either when he threw the chair. Ryou's eyes widened and he ran over to Anzu, shoving her out of the way, getting hit on the head by the chair.

"Dammit, Ryou!" Bakura growled as Ryou was knocked unconscious. He looked over at Anzu, who was shocked.

Julian almost hit me...she thought to herself, Didn't he see me?

"We need to get this crazy bastard out of here, Bakura!" Marik told him as he grabbed Ryou and checked his head for any wounds. "As in now!" Bakura looked at Julian hesitantly.

"You two take care of it, then."

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Anzu was still on the ground, shaking. She couldn't stand up and if Julian came back in the room...She shivered, trying not to think of it.

"Up." Anzu raised her head to look at Bakura. His arms were crossed over his chest, offering no help. Anzu burst into tears, crying in her hands. Bakura moved restlessly, sighing. He hated having to be the good guy. "Come on, Anzu." He knelt down to her. "Julian will be in a better mood tomorrow."

"I can't believe he almost hit me with that chair. And Ryou, poor Ryou." She started to cry again. Bakura hesitated. How he hated being a saint...He drew her closely in his arms.

"Ryou's fine. I've made sure of that." He mumbled in her hair. She shook with tears, hating what was happening to my life. "Listen, I'll have Malik take you home. I'll be by tomorrow." He helped her up as Malik and Marik came in, looking weary. "Take her home, will you Malik?"

"Yeah, okay."

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Anzu lay in her bed, staring up at the ceiling. She heard something outside and she sat up.

"Anzu!"

Anzu stood up and opened her window. Duke waved from below.

"Duke," Anzu called softly, "what are you doing here?"

"I had to come and talk with you! Come down here." Anzu shivered, looking around.

"I can't. Mama and papa are awake." Anzu lied.

"Oh. Well," Duke sighed, "I'm leaving. Good luck with your marriage."

"I won't—"

"No, Anzu," Duke interrupted, "Bakura's letting me leave. He wouldn't before."

"You spoke with him today?" She asked shakily.

"Yes," Duke said, puzzled, "Anzu, why are you crying?"

"Do you know...I-if Julian's okay now?"

"Monsieur Julian?"

"Yes."

"No, sorry, I don't." Anzu sighed. "I have to go, Anzu, Bakura won't let me go in the day time. I don't want to wait another day."

"Alright."

"I'll miss you, Anzu." A small curled Anzu's lips upward.

"I'll miss you too, Duke. Good luck." Duke grinned broadly up at his sister.

"Thanks. Bye Anzu!" Duke said, turning and hurrying off. Anzu waved and turned back into her room. She shut the window and went back into the warm covers of her bed. She let out a sigh and fell asleep.

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Bakura stared out on the streets, thinking of yesterday's events. What was Julian's problem? A simple kiss couldn't have made him gone off like that. And it's not as though he's best friend's with Duke...So what is it? Bakura's eyes narrowed as the thoughts ran through his head. "Hn?" He moved his folded hands down so he could see more clearly. "Monsieur Julian...What are you doing here?" He waited until he heard the door's slam open. He was surprised when they opened quietly. He turned and blinked.

"Bakura...There is something...I need you to give to Anzu." Julian said breathlessly. "Please forgive me for hurting Ryou, I don't know what was going on yesterday." Bakura just watched him. Julian's hand plunged in his coat pocket and he drew out a small manila envelope. "Give this to her." Julian slid it on the desk and Bakura watched it. His dark eyes flashed to Julian, briefly.

"I will." Bakura said slowly, tucking it in a desk drawer. "All is forgiven, for the time being at least. However," Bakura stood up, walking around the desk, both he and Julian face-to-face, "I cannot forgive you for putting Anzu in danger. That chair almost hit her. Fortunately, Ryou had the brains to block it." Julian sighed, staring down at his feet, then shaking his head, he turned and left, Bakura's eyes pinned on his back, never wavering. When the large doors shut silently, Bakura looked at the drawer where he placed the letter. He was tempted to open it, but decided she would know if the seal was broken. He turned his chair back to the window and he sighed, his head dropping to the chair's fabric. This is becoming much more complicated then it should be. The rogue thought to himself, rubbing his temples in weariness.

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Anzu knocked on the large doors softly, before opening them. "Bakura?" She murmured softly.

"He's upstairs." A voice came from a corner. She jumped and saw Malik rummaging through papers. "He should be down in awhile." Anzu took a step towards the steps, but froze and glanced at Malik. He was watching her. "But you won't want to go up."

"Why?"

"He's busy with Mai."

"Mai?" She repeated.

"She's a professional whore." Malik said shortly, shrugging. "Oh here." He stood up and went to the desk, taking out Julian's envelope. "This is for you." Anzu took it, astonished. Malik smirked at her ironic facial expression. "Don't get any ideas. It's not from Bakura."

"Oh." She peered at him through her long eyelashes. "Ryou?"

"No, it's from Monsieur Julian." Malik fell against the wall, his shoulder supporting him. "Open it, it won't hurt you."

"Oh!" She blushed in embarrassment. "I didn't think so." She opened it and blinked and the 5 words.

I love you, I'm sorry.

"How sweet of him to put that down on paper." Malik said, taking a lock of her hair and twisting it around his finger. She swallowed and tucked the parchment back in its envelope. "Don't you agree?"

"Should I go see him?"

"A wanton little virgin going unattended at a grown man's, who by the way loves her, house?" Anzu gave a small smile at Malik's sarcastic remark. "I think not."

"But I have no one to go with. Duke's left, fled." She looked up at Anzu with her sparkling blue eyes. He blinked at her pleading expression.

"Oh no, I am not going to "escort" you." He decided quickly.

"Please, Malik?!" Anzu begged, holding onto his crossed arms. "Just this once!" Unknown to them, Mai had returned from upstairs and was watching.

"Bakura will have my neck for this, you know." Malik grumbled to her in a low voice.

"You'll come then?" She asked hopefully. He sighed, hating that he was acting like a whipped dog.

"Yes, I'll come." He paused. "But you have to give me a kiss." She flushed.

"But if Bakura found out..."

"Screw Bakura for once!" Malik said and grabbed her roughly, pressing his mouth hard on hers. Mai, in the dark shadows, smirked and went back upstairs.

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"I thought you were gone?" Bakura asked, pulling his boots on.

"I was gone," she smirked, pausing, "but I saw something very interesting downstairs."

"Oh did you?" Bakura asked lazily.

"Yes." Mai sat next to him. "That girl you are engaged to...She was kissing Malik."

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DIS: (grin) Do any of you know the couple yet? Guess! I want to hear from you all! I never actually intended on this happening, but Goddess of Dark Magicians gave me the idea. She probably doesn't even know she did. Thanks anyway! And please review everyone. See ya!

How will Bakura react and is there something going on between Malik and Anzu? Find out in Chapter Ten!

In Chapter Ten...

Bakura's just found out that Malik and Anzu were kissing from his whore, Mai. Julian finds out about it too and it looks like both Malik and Anzu are in trouble. But what happens when a familiar character comes into the picture? Can he calm Bakura down or make things worse?