Thank you for being patient with me if you have been. I've been really sick ever since I got back from vacation, but I feel a bit better today and I thought I would just give writing a shot. If this chapter is terrible, I blame it on my friggin' headache.

Mariku turned from Bakura and walked off of the dance floor and left the club quickly. The robber stood there for a moment and tried to think of what he could have said or done to make his lover leave like that. He dropped the thought and quickly ran after the other male.

The thief ran outside and skidded to a halt as he looked around for any signs of his boyfriend being around. He looked to his left and spotted a shadowed figure walking off in that certain direction. He chased after him and managed to catch up the male walking at a furious pace.

"What is it?" Bakura asked with a look of confusion on his features. Mariku gave no answer and just walked. He was of course upset over something, but he wasn't about to blurt out the things that make him weak right there in front of his lover. Bakura swiftly grabbed him by the arm and held him back so he could go no further. Mariku tore his arm away and just stood there silently. "Tell me what's wrong, Mariku." Bakura asked again.

The pallid haired robber had taken notice that his lover had begun to quiver and he was hunched over slightly and his head was tilted forward. He reached down from Mariku's hand, but the keeper again removed his hand from the reach of the other. "I'm just confused…." He said in a quiet voice.

"Why are you confused?" Bakura inquired, surprised to hear that this was all the other was upset about. Mariku turned about and looked Bakura right in eye. He looked so upset and he couldn't hide it from the sly thief. "I'm confused about you…and me..and just everything!" He blurted at Bakura with the given hand gestures.

Bakura cocked a brow cooly at Mariku and stuffed his hands into his pockets since he couldn't do much else with them? "Well, why? I'm not confused about my feelings." Bakura responded. Mariku narrowed his eyes stupidly at Bakura and just looked at him just as stupidly. "Those are your feelings, not mine," he sighed and his eyes veered away from Bakura and he crossed his arms vacantly.

"Less than twenty-four hours ago you ran away from after you had seen who I was, and now you want to talk and get close to me again after a whole year has already come and gone." Mariku frowned and started to rock back and forth on his heels.

"I don't understand half of the things I do, I don't exactly know why I ran away from you that night." Bakura sighed and tried to think of a way to convey his feelings to Mariku which he hadn't intended on doing tonight, but rather another time. "When we were in that alley way and you held that knife above me throat, threatening to kill me, I was afraid that I wasn't going to get to see you ever again, but I didn't die and it had been you all along right there…" Bakura said and then felt sick to his stomach after admitting something of that magnitude.

Mariku's more upset look softened with those words and he actually looked up at Bakura who had a vacant expression on his features and was just staring at him. "Don't look at me like that…" He said annoyed with Bakura's staring.

Just then, a breeze blew past the two Egyptians it having no affect on Bakura but it had some imact on the sleevless being standing before him. "We should go inside." Bakura optioned. "We could go back into the club and try dancing again."

Mariku clung to his own bare arms and crossed his knees trying to keep warm in the turning weather. He shook his head and looked back at the club. "You should probably go back, but I think I'm just going to go home." Mariku turned to start for home, but felt a warm hand graze his shoulder.

"I would rather be with you than in that boring place," Bakura said and received a disbelieving look from his boyfriend. His disbelief turned into a inquisitive look as he just stared at Bakura. "I don't know…you were a real ass. If I do take you home I might have to do something really mean to you. Are you prepared for those consiquences?" Mariku said and reached up and brushed Bakura's long fringe out of his face. Bakura nodded and they both walked off silently beside one another. Mariku eased his hand into the robber's as they went.

Ryou had taken to a table in a distant corner and was watching his happy customers enjoying themselves which gave him great joy as well. He felt so accomplished in creating a place for these people to enjoy.

Malik had been dancing with Missy when he had suddenly spotted Ryou by himself and thought this no better a time to go and talk with him. He pardoned himself and walked off of the floor leaving Missy to dance on her own which wasn't for long since the girl had spotted another man on the floor and had taken him as her dancing partner.

"Would you mind if I sat down?" He inquired as he stood before the male sitting there pleasantly. "Not at all, take a seat." He answered and watched as Malik glided into the booth.

They smiled at one another nervously as an awkward silence set in between the nervous hikaris. Malik looked down at his hands and bit his lip lightly but for a moment. "Listen, I'm sorry if I scared you when we saw eachother…" Malik said apologetically.

Ryou looked at him sort of surprised that he was apologizing, which he had not expected Malik to do. He put a hand on Malik's and looked him over with a smile on his face. "Well, apology accepted. I'm sorry I ran." He said meaningfully with a hint of slipped laughter in his voice.

Malik laughed a bit and a smile graced his features as well. He looked up into Ryou's light chocolate eyes and felt something that he hadn't for the longest time. It was a certain warmth that he had longed for since the two had parted. Ryou noted Malik's staring more closely and began to blush and his eyes turned from Malik's as he did so. The sandy blonde hikari chuckled and also looked away with a blush on his face that was not quite as noticable on his dark tanned skin.

He released Ryou's hands from his own and slipped out of booth slowly and regretably, but he knew that Ryou had a club to keep his watch over and he didn't want to distract him. The pallid haired hikari looked up at Ryou with confusion. "Where do you think you're going?" He questioned rather disappointedly.

"I was considering going home. I wouldn't want to deprive you of your fans. It wouldn't be very polite of me."

"Well, I wouldn't call them my fans…just frequent visitors." Ryou looked down to further his look of disappointment. Malik chuckled and leant down, kissing Ryou directly, something he hadn't done for a long time. Ryou leaned into it instead of against and wanted more, but Malik had already begun to pull away from him. "I may be leaving for tonight, but that doesn't mean we won't see eachother perhaps tomorrow."

Ryou nodded his eyes still closed and his lips still set from the kiss, which looked rather ridiculous since Malik had already walked away from his table. He opened his eyes slowly and looked around only to see that his awkward look had caught the eye of several of his employees serving nearby tables. He sat back quickly and just looked away embarrased with himself.

It had been at least an hour before the pallid haired hikari had decided to call it a night. He had handed off the keys to the club to Megan and asked her politely to lock up and explained to her that he was done for the night and was going home. She was more than happy to do so for him and bid him good night.

Ryou stalked out of the club and started his walk home. The night's air was cool and crisp and the sky was dark with no stars. There was an air of uneasiness about him and he couldn't call what it was.

He walked by a dark alley and felt that uneasiness, but ignored it and quickly walked past. Within that darkness glowed two sets of eyes one blue and the other a light green. These orbs of color followed the figure of the hikari and two grins came about in this darkness.

The one man nudged his partner with his elbow and pointed to the hikari. "There he is…" He pointed out the shadowed figure growing further away with each step that carried him." I see him." The other replied. They looked at one another and nodded as they crept out of the darkness and up behind the unsuspecting Ryou.

I know this is a short chapter, but I wanted to leave you in the dark here! Mwahaha! I'm sorry to be so late with this chapter tho! Forgive me!