So we meet again do we? Its nice to see you all. I thought I might try to make something clear for you if you didn't get it earlier, all right? Okay, Ryou is dancing with Malik and Malik with Ryou, but Malik doesn't know that its Ryou because he looks totally different thanks to his physical changes, however, Ryou knows that he is dancing with Malik because Malik's physical appearance never changed and he looks just the same as he did. (cough cough weeze weeze) There you have it.

Malik imagined himself far away from the club and Egypt in a tropical place with a spray of green foliage surrounding a beautiful waterfall tinted a blue hue. The tips of the leaves and grasses were tipped with dew of the morning, and a slight breeze had picked up.

Malik also imagined himself floating across the cool water's surface. It was a crisp, refreshing cool that he hadn't felt in the longest time. Just then, a palid haired figure swam up beside him. They turned to one another and brought eachother into an embrace that couldn't be broken and they danced; their motions fluid-like as they went about the task.

He was too busy dreaming himself off somewhere else to notice the people around himself and Ryou who were cheering them on as they performed to their peak ability.

Just as Malik imagined himself nearing the other male, about to share a wonderful kiss with him, he heard a voice coming out of no where.

"You are quite the dancer."

The waterfall, the lush greenery, the blue sky; it all dissipated as Malik returned his thoughts to what they were. He opened his eyes and saw Ryou looking directly at him with those chocolate brown eyes that were so tempting Malik nearly took him there in front of the surrounding crowd.

"Eh?" That one noise escaped his velvet lips and caused him to blush insanely. Ryou chuckled lightly and repeated what he had said for his dancing partner. "Actually, you are the better dancer here." Malik remarked and smiled out of the corner of his mouth and shrugged.

"I only do what I enjoy." Ryou commented.

Malik looked away from Ryou once again. He couldn't bare to stare at the handsome man anymore. Malik was still crushed about leaving Ryou behind, or so he thought, and this very thought lingered in the back of his mind reminding him that he didn't want to fall in love anymore. He just couldn't do it anymore.

Ryou cocked his head to the side and looked at Malik softly with a hint of worry added to his expression. "Is something wrong?" Malik merely shook his head. The end of the song came and they struck their final pose, both of their bodies extremely close to one another's making Malik nervous again. The crowd cheered.

A slow sang came about next, this now giving them more room to talk than the song before. Ryou put his arms around Malik's waist and put his lower body rather close to the other hikari's and they danced. "Are you sure?" Ryou questioned with the same worries still present.

"Sure, I mean… I guess so…" Malik said feeling unsure about whether he was all right or not.

There was an awkward silence between them for a minute or so before Ryou interrupted it. "Well, we could introduce ourselves, or you could just tell me a bit about yourself." Ryou said hoping to at least hear what Malik had been doing in his absence.

"Well…I—I live here in Egypt with my…my twin brother…" Malik stuttered nervously, but was still yammering on regardless of how he felt or was acting.

"Really? I have a twin too." Ryou commented on the side bar. Malik nodded. "Yeah…well, his name is Mariku…" Malik continued on.

"Yes, and your name is Malik." Ryou said and looked off to the side lines where other couples were dancing. "Yes, my name is—" Malik paused and glanced back at the palid hair. "How did you--?" He paused again unable to think of an explaination for why he knew his name or how he had obtained that information.

"Just a guess." Ryou shrugged and smiled thinly at Malik.

"Good guess," Malik cocked his brow suspiciously at Ryou. "So, have you lived in Egypt long?" Ryou questioned next. Malik thought for a moment and then sighed, "No, I used to live somewhere else, but its not important."

"Well, I lived in Japan," Ryou whispered in Malik's ear and leaned his head on the male's shoulder. "Really?" Malik chuckled lightly and shook his head slightly. "I did at one point, but I ran away with Mariku…from someone that I feared…and I lfet someone behind that I loved." It was then that Ryou leaned back and saw that Malik was blushing profusely. "You didn't need to know that…" Malik rubbed the back of his neck and shrugged.

"Its okay, I left for similar reasons, and I too left someone that I loved very dearly." Ryou was actually surprised that Malik hadn't figured it out by now that it was him he was dancing with this entire time; confessing a feeling love to whom he thought was a complete stranger.

"Um…was she beautiful?" Malik inquired assuming the other male's former lover was a female. Ryou smiled sweetly at Malik and kissed him lightly on the cheek. He leant over to his ear and whispered, "He was a gorgeous creature…"

Ryou released Malik from his arms and walked off of the dance floor, disappearing into the flood of people. "Did he just say 'he'?" Malik too walked off of the floor. He glanced down at his watch and his eyes went wide. It was just after supper time and he was due back far earlier.

Malik saw the graceful hikari walk out of the club. He waved knowing he wouldn't have the favor returned, which saddened him, but he was happy he got to dance with the man. It was then that he realized something he had forgotten to say. "Oh crap, I forgot to thank him for paying for my drinks."

Malik bolted out of the club and looked around. Down the long dark street he spotted his angel and ran after him calling for him to wait. The palid hair turned down an alley way which was a short cut to his home that was not far off from the club. Malik skidded down the same alley way and spotted him again. "Hey!"

Ryou turned around and saw Malik stop short of him, trying hard to catch his breath. Ryou gave him a confused look and stood there a moment to hear what he had to say.

"Thank you for paying for my drinks….but," Malik opened his wallet and held out the exact amount what the total cost came to. "This is how much they cost."

Ryou pushed the money back to Malik. "Its not a big deal." Malik forced the money back in Ryou's direction persistantly. "I wouldn't feel right taking money from a total stranger. Just, please, take the money." Malik said and was still out of breath.

"We aren't strangers…" The palid hair whispered. Malik glanced up at him in a most confused and cute way. "Huh?" Ryou reached out a gentle hand and pushed the money back into Malik's fist and enclosed the currency in his hand. "I could never forget your face…and I couldn't forget your yami's either…"

The alluring hikari pivoted on his heel and walked away from him once again. Malik dropped down onto his knees in the dirt. He began to think that his mind was just playing tricks on him again, that none of this was real, that the figure walking away from him was only a figment of his imagination; the same that teased him in his dreams.

"Not again….wake up, Malik…" He whispered. Ryou stopped and stood there for he had heard Malik's soft words. "Is that was I am to you? Something you see in your dreams? I guess I should be flattered, but then again…I don't feel that way."

"What did you say?" Malik glanced up at the figure, tears now in his eyes fighting for freedom from his lavender orbs.

"You know, Malik….He tried to leave himself there, but deep down inside his old self is still with him…" Ryou mummbled and began to tremble.

"You aren't making sense…"

"It makes perfect sense, it might to you yet, but it will soon enough. In fact, perhaps if you opened your eyes to the world you might see him standing right before your eyes." Ryou could hear Malik behind him sobbing and it hurt him so to have his back turned on his former lover.

"Why can't I wake up…?" Malik sobbed quite loudly and was embracing himself for comfort he couldn't find from anyone else. "You are awake, Malik! You just can't grasp the reality!" Ryou said harshly.

"Reality? Ha! I left that in Japan, along with everything else." Malik sneered.

"Hm…I can't believe how foolish I was to think that maybe you would come after me, that you wouldn't forget me like I haven't forgotten you…" Those certain words caused Ryou to tremble more uncontrollably than before. His voice was also beginning to shake just the same.

"I wouldn't forget you…not ever," Malik said faintly.

"Just give up, if you can't realize who I am now, then there is no hope that you will." Ryou glanced back at Malik who was now back on his feet.

"I remember…" Malik began, completely ignoring what Ryou had said. "He looked different…I remember it all. His smell, his long beautiful white hair, his amazing body, all of it." Malik's lips quivered with each descriptive word that escaped his mouth.

"Well, maybe he wanted to leave you in Japan, maybe he wanted to forget and start new, but still….I couldn't." Ryou was now fighting back tears, and his heart which wanted to give itself to Malik once again, but he fought and didn't want to allow it.

Unfortunately, his tears did come, but Malik was too far away to see them. Oh what he would have given to be in Malik's arms at this one moment, but again, he wouldn't allow it, he couldn't allow it. Ryou quickly escorted himself out the other side of the alleyway and started to walk away a bit faster than before, as if walking away like this he could just leave it all behind once again.

Malik shot out of the alley way behind Ryou and called his name, "Ryou! Don't go!" Ryou broke down completely and bolted off towards his house which was now not too far off.

I shall leave you here and you can just guess what is going to happen next. Heeheehee. Have fun thinking of what is next to come! You'll never guess!