Part 2:

Summary: Oooooh! This chapter has a little bit of excitement. Hey, did you read the title? Yeah, there's a guy with a gun and he's after Ryou! But why, and does Ryou get rescued? If so, who rescues him? To find out, you must read…

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It was a week later when Joey finally decided that he wanted Ryou back. Now the only question was, how? After getting caught cheating by Ryou, it'd be pretty hard to convince him to take him back. But Joey just had to find a way. "Would you stop pacing already?" asked Marik, in an annoyed tone. "You're going to wear a hole in the floor and then water will come rushing in and we'll all sink." "Would you be quiet? I'm trying to think." Said Joey, hands folded behind his back, still pacing back and forth. "Oh, just stop!" Marik yelled, throwing his tanned Egyptian arms up into the air. "You're making me dizzy!"

Joey sighed a frustrated sigh. "There has to be a way to convince Ryou to take me back. Wait a minute! I got it! I'll promise him that I'll never cheat on him again!" Marik fell over backwards on his bed laughing. "Oh, ha, ha! That's a good one!" he hooted, pointing a finger at Joey and holding his stomach with his other hand. "With your record for cheating! Ahahahaha!" "Grrrr! Shut up Marik!" Joey snapped. "Well," said Marik, sitting up, "that's not a nice way to speak to the person who's been letting you stay at his place for free. Keep acting like that, and I might have to kick you out."

Joey just groaned and continued pacing. Then he had a thought. He'd buy a dozen red roses, since nobody could resist roses, give them to Ryou at school on Monday, and then apologize to him in front of everyone. Joey pictured it all out in his mind

Ryou would be dressed all prim and proper in his school uniform; A short sleeve white tee and navy blue dress pants complete with black dress shoes. He'd be carrying his school book's tucked under his left arm, and walking to his third hour class with a frown on his face. He'd then stop in the hallway to talk to Yugi, telling him how horrible Joey had treated him, and of course Yugi'd be comforting him. That's when Joey'd come along, get down on one knee, and present the flowers, his gift of love, to Ryou, along with an apology. Ryou would be so overcome with joy, that he'd drop his books, and jump straight into Joey's arms.

Crystaline tears would pour out of his soft brown eyes and roll down his cheeks, as Joey cradled him in his arms. "Oh, Joey," he'd weep, trying to blink away his tears, "that was so beautiful! I love you! Of course I'll take you back! Oh, Joey!" Then Joey'd stand up, scoop Ryou up in his arms, and carry him down the hall, out of school, and all the way home until they got to their bedroom. Once there, he'd lay Ryou gently down onto their bed, pull the curtains, light all the candles he could find, and then make sweet, passionate love to his little brown eyed Ry-Ry.

"YES!" Joey exclaimed, shaking his fist and startling Marik, who had been picking at the lint in his bellybutton. "That's exactly what I'll do!" "Huh?" asked Marik distractedly. "I'll buy Ryou some roses, and give them to him in front of everybody at school on Monday. He'll be so happy and so surprised, that he won't be able to say, 'no', at least not with everybody watching. Man," said Joey, smirking proudly at his idea. "I come up with some good plans." "No!" exclaimed Marik, jumping up off his bed and dropping his bellybutton lint onto the floor. "You can't do that!" "Huh," said Joey, "why not?"

"Because," said Marik, holding Joey by his forearms, "Ryou's shy, remember? If you do that, you'll just embarrass him. Then he'll never forgive you." Joey looked down at his feet. "Oh, yeah." He said sadly. 'How could I forget how shy Ryou is,' Joey wondered, 'when he used to be my own boyfriend? Dahh! Stupid, stupid me!' "I think maybe you should let me talk to him." Said Marik, wrapping his arms around Joeys neck. "After all, he doesn't know that you and I have been together, right? So he wouldn't suspect me of taking you from him. Maybe I could get him to forgive you for cheating on him. Then later, after things calm down, you can have sex with me as a thank you."

"I knew there was a catch." Said Joey, pulling away. "Marik, the point is to apologize for cheatin', and then never cheatin' again." "I know," said Marik, "but you know that eventually you'll want to come crawling back to me because you like my screwing methods. Remember who taught you that one move?" "Yeah," Joey grumbled. "I remember." "That's why you keep coming back to me." Smiled Marik. "I keep things fresh. Just the way you like them. Ryou doesn't. He's still just a boy. You on the other hand, are a man, like me." "Well.." Joey blushed. "It's true." Said Marik. "You are a man."

"I am, aint I?" Joey smirked. He was feeling much better now. "Of, course." Grinned Marik. "If you weren't, I wouldn't screw around with you. Now, then, off I go to find little Ryou." "O.k." said Joey. "Good luck." "Thank you Wheeler." Said Marik, using his Millennium Rod to zap himself in a bubble. 'Not that I really need it.' He thought, as he floated out of a window and over Domino. "I should have no problem helping Ryou to get over his ex…" Marik told himself, thinking dirty thoughts. "…and moving on with someone else… like me."

The last bell of the day rang and Ryou couldn't wait to get out of school, go home, and just relax. It had been a terribly rough week, mainly because of his and Joeys break-up, and he was glad it was finally the weekend. He grabbed his books out of his locker, stuffed them into his backpack, slung his backpack over his shoulders, and shuffled his way down the crowded hall to the exit.

'I wonder how Joey's doing.' He thought, as he exited the building. 'Not that he's important anymore. Not after breaking his promise to never hurt me… but still… Is he even wondering how I'm doing?' Ryou looked down at his feet and continued walking. 'Probably not. He's probably off running with Brittany somewhere. I should've known better than to hook up with the school flirt. Why'd I think he and I would make it as a couple anyway? That was so stupid of me.' Ryou stopped walking and watched the cars go by at the intersection. "Watch where you're goin' freak!" someone yelled. "No!" They yelled back. "You watch where you're going!"

Ryou sighed as the two continued yelling at each other. 'Are they ever going to stop yelling at each other?' Ryou though. 'I need to get across and they're holding up traffic.' Then Ryou saw the guy in the yellow truck pull out a gun and aim it at the person driving the blue car. He also saw the little kid in the backseat of the car. 'Oh, no!' Ryou though. 'The guy in the truck has a gun! He's going to shoot that poor woman in front of her kid! I have to stop him!' Ryou pulled off his backpack and slung it at the windshield of the truck. Then he turned to the woman in the blue car. "Duck!" Ryou yelled. "He's got a gun!"

"What the-" the guy in the yellow truck yelled as Ryous backpack hit the windshield cracking it. "Who the hell did that? You son of a… I'll get you for that!" The guy jumped out of his truck and started running over towards the blue car. Where the woman had laid protectively over her child. "Oh, I can't let him hurt that lady and her kid." Ryou said aloud to himself. "What would Joey say? Oh, yeah!" Ryou throw a rock at the guy, hitting him in the back of the head. He always was a good aim with things. "I did fart face!" he yelled at the guy. The guy turned around.

"I threw it because you're a big ugly ass!" Ryou yelled, throwing another rock at the guy, hitting him in the nose with it. "Why you white haired little rat!" The guy yelled back at him. "I'll get you for that!" "Uh-oh!" Ryou gasped. "I think I'd better run!" Ryou turned on his heels and quickly took off running down the sidewalk. "That's…the last time… I act… like Joey!" he panted. "Come on legs! Move faster!" Ryou ran as fast as he could, taking all sorts of twists and turns. Unfortunetly, he ran into a dead end alley and the guy with the gun was right behind him. "Oh, no!" he gasped, sweat dripping down his face. "I'm trapped!" Ryou turned around.

There stood the guy with the gun, eyes seething red with anger. 'Well,' Ryou though, leaning against the dirty red-brick wall that stood behind him. 'I guess this is good-bye world. No more wondering how Joey is or if he's thinking about me… No more worrying about getting good grades and graduating, no more worrying about Yami-Bakura coming back and hurting me, or others, like he used to… No more worrying about anything.' Ryou closed his eyes and slid down to the ground, curling himself up into a ball. Not that it would help things any. He was still going to get shot. 'At least,' Ryou thought, tears streaming down his face, 'I won't ever have to feel pain again… Good-by world.'

"Now you're going to get it, you punk!" Gun-Guy screamed at Ryou. "How dare you break my windshield. "How dare you meddle in my affairs!" Gun-Guy aimed the gun at Ryou and cocked it. "You're gonna pay!" "I'm sorry!" Ryou squeaked, still trying to make himself look small. Gun-Guy put his finger on the trigger and started to squeeze.

Marik floated high over Domino in his little bubble. "Wheee!" he shouted, as the cool crisp air pushed him in one direction and then another. "This is fun! It's such a shame that Wheeler's afraid of heights. He really doesn't know what he's missing out on. Hmm, hmm, hmm." Then Marik heard yelling down below. "Oh, poo!" he exclaimed, taking a bite of his jelly-filled doughnut. "Just when I was beginning to have fun…" Marik put his doughnut back in it's bag and looked down. There was a bald headed guy in a black leather jacket, carrying a gun, and chasing someone through an alley-way.

"Hmm, I wonder.." said Marik, floating closer to get a better look. "..who is he chasing?" Marik looked in the direction the gunman was running and saw a white haired teen run right into a dead-end alley. Marik gasped. "That must be Ryou! But why is that guy chasing him? I'd better get down there." Marik landed on the sidewalk, popped his bubble, then chased after the gunman on foot. Luckily, Marik had no problem keeping up with him, since he was in good physical shape. He caught up with the gunman just in time to hear him say, "You're gonna pay!", and to hear Ryou say, "I'm sorry!".

'I can't let him kill Ryou!' Marik thought. 'I won't be able to screw him that way! I mean, I could, but that'd just be gross! Ew! Bad Marik for even having that thought! Bad!' he scolded himself. 'I must remember to punish myself for it later. But first…' Marik pulled out his Millennium Rod and aimed it at the gunman, just as he was about to pull the trigger. "You will put that nasty gun away," Marik told him through thought, "then you will go to the police station and turn yourself in. You will cooperate fully with them and not cause anymore trouble."

"Yes, Master Marik. I will do as you command." The gunman put his gun away and started walking towards the police station. 'Now then,' thought Marik, putting away his Rod, 'to worm my way into little Ryou's pants. Ha, ha! Worm!' Marik laughed at that thought and walked over to Ryou, who was still curled up into a ball sobbing, waiting to get shot. "Hey," he said softly, kneeling down, "it's o.k. now. He's gone."

Ryou looked up, still trembling from fright. "He's gone," Marik said, putting a hand on Ryou's shoulder. "I don't think he'll bother you anymore. In fact, I don't think he'll be bothering anyone for a while." Marik helped the shaking Ryou to stand up. "He, he had a gun… on me. He, he was going to.. k-k-kill me!" Ryou stuttered. "I know," said Marik, seeing his opportunity to get close to Ryou. "I know." Marik put his arms around Ryou and held him close to his chest. "But it's alright now. I'm here, and I won't let anything happen to you." Ryou wrapped his arms tightly around Marik and sobbed into him. "Thank you!" he sobbed muffledly.

"Aw, you're welcome." Marik smiled. "Tell you what, why don't we go into town and I'll buy you a drink? That'll calm you down." "Ch-chocolate milk-shake?" Ryou asked quietly. "If that's what you want." Marik replied. "O.k." Ryou said quietly. "Thank you." "While we're at it," said Marik, still hugging Ryou, "you can tell me why that guy was chasing you to begin with." "O.k." said Ryou, and the two walked back into town. 'Yep,' Marik smiled proudly to himself. 'I'll get into his pants in no time.'

A few minutes later, Marik and Ryou were sitting in McDonalds eating burgers and drinking milkshakes. "So you threw your backpack at his windshield and broke it?" Marik asked, leaning over the table. "Yep." Said Ryou taking a sip of his chocolate shake. "So that's why he was after you! Well, I don't blame him. If you broke my windshield, I'd chase after you too." "But you wouldn't shoot a woman in front of her child, would you?" Ryou asked worriedly. "No, no, no! Of course not!" exclaimed Marik, leaning back in his seat. "I know better than to behave like that! I'm not a psycho!"

"That's a relief." Said Ryou, sitting down his milkshake. "Anyway, um, what's your name again?" "Marik." Marik smiled at Ryou. "Marik, right." Said Ryou, standing up "Where have I heard that name before?" "I dunno." Marik shrugged. "Hmm, well, it'll come to me. In any case, thanks for saving me and buying the milkshake. I have to get going now, school work, ya know." "School work on a Friday? Aw, you poor thing! Why not wait and do it on Sunday?" Marik suggested. "That way you can have all weekend to party." "Because if I waited to do it on Sunday, it'd never get done." Said Ryou. "Not to mention I'd be really tired the next day…"

'Oh, brother,' thought Marik, rolling his eyes and resting his chin on his hand. 'How did Wheeler put up with this?' "…and I'd probably be late or fall asleep in class and get detention… Besides," Ryou continued, blushing and looking down at the multi-colored floor. "I'm really not much of a partier, anyway. I'm kinda shy." "You poor thing!" Marik exclaimed, jumping up and putting an arm around Ryou's shoulders. "You don't know what kind of fun you're missing out on! I'll tell you what, let's go find your backpack, take it back to your place, and I'll help you with your homework. Then I'll take you out and teach you how to party!"

"N-no. That's o.k." said Ryou, pulling away from Marik. "I think I'll be o.k. I'll just call my friend Yugi and-" "YUGI!" Marik gasped, interrupting him. "You're friends with Yugi Mutou, Duelist extrodinair?" "Uh, yes." Ryou blinked at him. 'YES!' Marik thought happily. 'Today is just getting better and better! After I get Ryou to forget all about Joey and hook up with me, I'll bend him to my will and have him steal the Millennium Puzzle for me! After all, Yugi and the Pharaoh wouldn't expect one of their best friends to steal from them! Oh, yay! I'll get to get in Ryou's pants, and get my hands on the Millennium Puzzle! YESSSS! Today has been good to me.'

"Come along, Ryou," said Marik, his blue eyes twinkling. "we have things to get done today." "B-but Marik..." "Un-uh! You're not getting out of it. I'm going to help you find your backpack, help you get your homework done, then I'm teaching you to party. You'll thank me later. Now let's go." And with that, Marik pulled Ryou out of McDonalds and down the street.

Hooray! Did you guys like this long awaited chappie? I did. I loved the idea of Marik playing with his belly-button lint! I found it very funny! Also, Marik has blue eyes instead of purple b/c he's wearing blue contact lenses. So, please R&R, thanks!

This chappie is dedicated to my cousin, Pikachu's Shadow, who helps me out when I get stuck! Thank U cousinly!