A/N: Hey people! I'm back and continue to write! Sorry for the delay though, I was working on the Dante fanfics and it's been a very busy year or—I guess yeah it's been like a lot of thinking doing year it is for me. You know what I mean, and I just have to say thanks to all my reviewers! So much! So good news that, there will be a sequel to this. I decided already. So enjoy this fic!

Disclaimer: I do not own it; you know what and you know it

Chapter 20: Banzai! Marik's here! (Wow! Chapter 20!)

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Bakura was running almost everywhere around Tokyo, but still couldn't find his hikari anywhere. He growled under his breath, muttering a few death threats. He kept walking after such an exhausted run, he felt his legs wobbled a little but he couldn't care less. Hew continued on…

Kaiba on look at his computer screen, along with everyone surrounded him looking and watching Bakura in the screen. They watched him very closely, no comments popped out of them. But they did wonder a few thoughts about the pitiful yami…he seem—lost.

"Kaiba, is your camera being an ass or we're really seeing something?" Tristain asked, still watching Bakura in the computer screen. Kaiba didn't care about him, but he was having some thoughts in his mind. Until a question came around his head to be asked.

"Mai, what is Malik suppose to find for?" Joey suddenly asked, eyeing at Mai curiously. Kaiba smirked, that was basically the question he wanted to ask earlier. Mai smiled and winked. Yami frowned at her secretive action, he groaned wearily.

"Mai, come on. You know something." Kaiba, Duke and Yami said all together. Mai look at them for a while, as if she had done something wrong—a big mistake to them. She sighed and gives up, looking up at them with a sheepish smile.

"Marik is back."

Everyone froze like solid statues…all with wide eyes…

"What!" All of them shouted out loud, till the whole café could hear them and look at them as if they were lunatics.

Back to Malik, he was also barely having a rest. Not one single time he ever wants to sit down or at least make himself less exhausted. He runs around the corner of the most beautiful town around, a little ahead of Bakura. All in his mind was what he needs to find for, he doesn't know what but he just have to. All he know is that something has to be something he's been waiting for…and there he is…

Just when Malik stopped, the fountain splashing waters beautifully. The pigeons flying around peacefully. They covered the sky with their white feathers; the clouds were cleaner than the color of white. The fountain then grow more water, more and more water coming out and making lots of effect of the fountain water. It was beautiful and looking more fantasizing. Malik wide his eyes, his jaws nearly dropped… as there he is in front of his eyes, near the fountain…

A smiling…

Beloved…

…Marik…

"Marik…" Malik murmured his name softly, surprise and shocked. He looked as if like he can't move, he can't speak, but he can see and what he see was unbelievable to his eyes. He doesn't know whether he can trust what he sees, what are his sights telling him the truth. He doesn't know whether he can trust his lips curling and his voice murmuring out Marik's name. He can't believe it was he…Marik…

"Marik…" Malik murmured again, his voice soft. He didn't feel hurt, but he can feel tears streaming down his cheeks. He begins to cry more; he curled his lips and gasp, ready to cry more. Marik smirked slightly, then he look down and turn up with a nervous smile.

"Hey Malik…long time no see." Marik said, his voice feeling a little guilt and regretful. Malik wiped his tears and smiled tearfully. Marik and Malik then share the sweetest smile together, the smile that not even Marik himself had smiled before.

"Marik, is it really you?" Malik asked, sobs between his sour tone. Marik smiled with his sorrowful violet eyes looking at Malik. It's as if Malik's tears are all his faults. Malik wiped and sniffled a little.

"Yeah Malik, I'm here. Though I was suppose to be in Okinawa for 1 month still but I came in the 3rd week just to see you—and also to fix Ryou in his normal self back." Marik explained, smiling sweetly and sheepishly. Malik chuckled; Marik had never changed his childish behavior, making people wonder if he really fits to be a yami.

"Are you sure you're really Marik?" Malik asked, smiling with his tears dried a little in his violet eyes. Marik grinned lightly, and nodded. Malik smiled and run to him, jumping on him, hugging him tightly and cried.

"I miss you, Marik!" Malik said tearfully. Marik hugged him back and smiled, cooing softly in his ear and patting his back and head to calm him down.

Malik continued to cry and even more tears coming out, the more sour his heart felt. But his heart lightens back because of the return of his beloved.

"Malik…I'm here…come on, stop crying already…" Marik again, cooing and pleaded softly to Malik. The hikari sobbed and sniffled, he wiped his tears and smiled sweetly and oh so beautifully at the yami. Marik smiled peacefully, how he wishes he could see that same sweet smile again.

"I'm sorry, Malik…for leaving you for so long…" Marik apologized, his eyes soften sadfully. He knew he was wrong, in a lot of things while he was in Okinawa. Now he's back, he has lot to apologize to and for.

Malik smiled and shake his head, holding and caressing Marik's cheek gently.

"You're back…that's what I'm happy." Marik smiled and hugged him lovingly. But Malik pulled back and looks at him again.

"But you need to apologize to Bakura a lot…" Malik said.

Marik frowned and sighed, "Yeah I know and you know what? I'll tell you later…let's go back to the café…"

Malik smiled and lean against him, Marik wrapped his arms around his waist and Malik lean his head on his chest. It was the most memorable and wonderful moment and memory they would never forget…

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A/N: Wow, I nearly cried when I write the fluffiness part! Please review!