Hi! Chapter 7 has arrived. I hope you like the chapter. Mahou, disclaimer, please!

MK: Okay, listen up!We don't own Yugioh, Takahashi-sama does, nor do we own anything that resembles anothers work.

Warnings: Shounen-ai (boyxboy) stuff so if you don't like, don't read. There is some fluff in this chapter.

Last chapter: "How can I stop the prophecy from coming true? Upon it's completion, the Gods will take up their rightful place as rulers. I can't allow this! I have waited so long...so patiently. The worlds will call me their god! Not the pathetic Elementals! I will rule all dimensions as one!"

"Us Seto, us," someone whispered in his ear, relaxing him.

"Yes, sorry, love. We. We will rule..."

There was a knock on the door to the throne room.

"Enter."

Yami came in, with four others behind him.

"May I introduce you, King Seto," Yami said formally with a bow, "To, Ryou, the Earth Elemental," Ryou stepped forward and bowed, just as Yami had shown him and the others.

"Pleasure to meet you, your Majesty," Ryou said politely, straightening up.

"Bakura, the Water Elemental," Bakura stepped forward and bowed slightly.

"Malik, the Air Elemental," Malik, who had hidden his wings, also stepped forward and bowed.

"And finally, Marik, the Fire Elemental," Marik too, bowed.

"Pleasure to meet you all," King Seto said as politely as he could. Inside he was raging. Five Elementals in five days! Damn them all! "It's quite amazing that five of our beloved Gods have returned to their home. I welcome you all," he said, standing and slightly bowing to the Gods.

The five of them stared in shock. Seto straightened.

"Now," he said with a forced smile, hoping that they didn't notice it, "I'm sure you all know how hard it is to run a kingdom. I am sorry I couldn't spend anymore time with you," he said, returning to reading one of many documents he had to sort through, trying not to crush them in anger. Yami and the others silently left, missing the scowl on Seto's face before he decided to turn the throne room into an ice world, a blizzard dangerously raging inside.

(A Moment of Peace)

It was early afternoon and Yami had given them some time off from learning meditation. Although the others wanted to know more about Yami's world, he had said for them to wait until the sixth God, the God of Light had arrived, but Yami knew they would regain almost all of their memories by the weeks end, possibly even before the God of Light had been found.

Looking out at the crashing waves, Bakura felt a pang of homesickness. Sure he didn't have anyone there, but home was home, whether there was anyone waiting there or not.

"No use dwelling on the past," he said to himself, "That's kind of ironic though, because Yami said I would be getting past memories back…besides, this is my home now, and I have people here for me." Sighing, he walked into the waves, and for the first time since he was a small merchild, he had reverted back to his fishy form, the water eagerly welcoming its guardian.

(A Moment of Peace)

Ryou was sitting in the branches of an exceptionally tall palm tree on the beach, listening to the trees talk to him. Being only about a week old, this life was really the only one he had known.

"Everyone is so much more aware than I am, having sixteen years of experience in the world," Ryou sighed as he remembered Bakura's tale, "Except for Bakura. This is home but I feel so out of place…and yet," he looked out to see and saw someone in the water, somehow knowing it was Bakura, "He makes me feel right where I belong. With him…" leaping from the tree, Ryou made his way to the waters edge.

(A Moment of Peace)

Bakura knew he was being watched. He carefully resurfaced and found Ryou sitting on the beach, watching him intently. Bakura swam as close as he could to the shore; it wasn't wise for him to leave the water in this form when other people were around.

"Come on in, the water's beautiful," Bakura called to Ryou. He saw Ryou remove his shoes and shirt, leaving his shorts on. Ryou floated next to Bakura, noticing the shimmering blue of his tail.

"I've never seen a merperson you know," Ryou said gently.

"Not many people have…I…" Bakura trailed off.

"Yes?" Ryou asked, looking into his deep blue eyes.

"I…I would like to show you something," Bakura said, somewhat apprehensively, averting his gaze as he took Ryou's hand and carefully guided them out to a spot.

"Close your eyes," Bakura said gently as they dived beneath the waves.

It was strangely serene. Ryou could feel the underwater plants gently swaying with the movement of the water. The sound of waves crashing on the surface was a soft lullaby.

"Open your eyes," Bakura's smooth, deep voice washed over Ryou, sounding strangely normal underwater.

Ryou opened his eyes and gasped. It was beautiful. Right in front of them was an under sea garden of sorts. There were many varieties of corals, which littered the sea floor, as well as an array of plants, which seemed to welcome Ryou to their watery home. Many different fishes and marine animals frolicked in the warm waters, shafts of sunlight filtering down, lighting up the beautiful scene. Ryou looked on in awe.

"Welcome to my domain,"

"It's beautiful…"

"Just as you are," Bakura said as he placed a soft kiss on Ryou's shoulder…

(A Moment of Peace)

Malik was standing on a cliff, the wind tossing his blonde hair. Smiling, he leapt off the point, unfurled his hidden wings and took to the sky, a laugh escaping him as he flew. While he was twisting, turning and diving, Malik failed to notice a person standing on the cliffs edge, watching him do his aerial acrobatics. Marik watched Malik fly joyously through the air, a slight smile on his lips. Marik turned to leave the cliff.

"Wait," he heard on the breeze and turned to find Malik floating in the air.

"Fly, love, fly," his soft voice whispered as Malik held out a tanned hand.

Carefully, Marik took Malik's hand and was gently lifted from the ground.

"Come fly with me," was all Malik said before lifting Marik into the sky with him.

(A Moment of Peace)

Yami was in a restless sleep. Too dark. Much, much too dark. Where's the light? Light!

There was hardly any light…all there was, was darkness. Amidst the chaos there was a pale amethyst glow…slightly lighting the dark, dark world…

Yami sat up with a start, a pair of violet eyes burned into his memory. Light, the balancing light. He had found it!

Yami was frantic by the time Ryou and Bakura had come back from the beach. The two, almost fully awakened Elemental mages were walking slowly, Bakura's arms draped over Ryou's shoulders.

"By the Gods! Where were you two? I know where the God of Light is!"

Bakura bit back a laugh.

"You may want to find someone else to complain to, fool. We are the gods, remember?"

"Don't be funny, I'm not in the mood. Something is happening. Darkness comes."

"And you're worried why?" Ryou asked, slightly confused.

"There has to be balance between all elements! You've both come from worlds where there was an imbalance between them! The light must be found or else we will become dark. Where's the other two?"

"Right here," Marik announced as he walked in with Malik, arms around the Air gods' waist.

"We're going to get the God of Light," Yami said, as he created his crimson circle.

How was that chapter? Was the fluff okay? I'm not very good at writing it I don't think...the next chapter should be up soon. Please, Read and Review!