Fallen Angel: (evil glare)

Ryou: What's with you?

Fallen Angel: Apparently, most of the readers for my other fanfiction don't like the way I write. (evil glare)

Yugi: Why? You don't pair the guys together like pretty much everyone does.

Fallen Angel: Well apparently, some people who can't handle R rated fanfictions read my last fanfiction and didn't like it. Only like three people out of eight did.

Marik: Well, I enjoyed that chapter.

Fallen Angel: Of course you did, baka. You're in it. (btw, baka means stupid for those who don't know)

Marik: True....and heeey! Don't call me stupid!! (runs off crying)

Fallen Angel: (sweatdrop) I really gotta stop making him soft. Anyway, to my blessed readers, could you check out my story, Dark love and tell me what you think? If it really is horrifying, please GENTLY tell me this. I do have fragile feelings even if I try to hide them.

Yami: That's funny, I thought after Marik and I were done with you you'd have nothing fragile left.....

Fallen Angel: (sweatdrop)

Yugi: What do you mean? I don't understand? What do you mean 'done' with?

All: (Sweatdrop) urm....

Yami: You'll understand one of theses days....

Fallen Angel: Anyway, thanks and enjoy the next chapter. Oh and it who be really nice if some of you could tell off the people who flamed me . Thanks dudes.

Ryou: On with the story, then.

Serenity sighed as she waited for Tristan in the coffee shop. She shifted her peppermint tea from her left hand to her right hand nervously as she tried to think out what she was going to have to say. After her night with Bakura, there was definitely no doubt in her mind that she liked, no, loved him. He may have been a vampire, but when he wanted to, he had the quality of a warm blanket that came from a dryer on a cold winter day.

Serenity looked at herself and smiled a slight smile.

"I guess being in true love has made me a poet." She said with a slight blush and a secret smile. She took another sip from her tea as her thoughts apprehensively changed to Tristan. She was just glade Yami was sitting a few stools away invisible to all but her. Serenity sighed thankful that he was there. It was a bit of a cold and dark day since daylights savings had come and not to mention that it had been raining heavily the entire day. Serenity snuggled up in her wool knee length jacket and took another deep, apprehensive sip from her tea.

Suddenly Serenity saw Tristan's head walking towards the Starbucks she was in. He stopped her and smiled happily at her. Serenity nervously returned a small smile and took a deep breath. It was now or never.

Tristan walked through the door and gave Serenity a quick hug, which she returned, shaking like a leaf in the wind. Tristan noticed this and let go of her.

"Serenity, I think you have a cold. I better get you a warmer jacket." Serenity gave a nervous smile and shook her head.

"Urm...no, I'm good. It's just I have something important to talk to you about." Tristan cocked his head to the side in a sort of bewilderment.

"Oh really. Well hang on, let me get some tea first and we'll talk.

Serenity watched, it seemed, in slow motion as Tristan ordered a tall peppermint tea, paid the man behind the register and walked back over to her. She heard his footsteps, which sounded strangely distant. Her sight went blurry for a few second before it came back and she was surprised to see that Tristan was staring down at her.

"Serenity, are you alright?"

"Yeah."

"So what did you want to talk about?" Tristan said sitting down in the chair next to her. Serenity took a deep breath and tried to sort out all the things she had to say.

"I need to talk to you about us." Tristan choked on his tea and coughed furiously. We he was able to speak again, he looked at her confused.

"Look, there's no other way for me to put this nicely or without sugar coating it, but I just don't feel what I felt with you before anymore." Tristan looked down obviously upset and Serenity instantly felt a pang of guilt.

"It's better he finds out this way." She reassured herself as she started continuing.

"It's not that I don't think you're a nice person, it's just that I don't feel like we're going to work out anymore." Serenity said reaching for his hand. Tristan yanked his hand out of her reach. Serenity sighed, now thoroughly wishing that she hadn't said anything.

"Who is he?"

"Tristan-"

"Who the fuck is he?" Tristan growled angrily and Serenity could have sworn his eyes had turned black.

"Tristan, it doesn't matter-"

"Yes it fucking does! And you know what?! I don't fucking care anymore. You always were a fucking whore going around with every fucking guy you saw!? Go fuck your self, bitch because I don't care anymore!!!" Tristan stormed out of the Starbucks angrily while Serenity fought to keep her tears from falling. She was too upset to even bitch-smack him six feet under when he'd called her all the names.

Yami made himself visible and wrapped his arms around her.

"It's alright Serenity, it's his own fault he's a fucking bastard. Don't listen to him." Serenity nodded her head in Yami's shoulders as tears poured out. Serenity hated crying especially in public because she felt it was such a girly thing to do to her. But Serenity didn't care at the moment.

Yami gently let go of her and led her outside, his arms still around her. Reading her emotions, Yami saw that she desperately wanted Bakura to comfort her and that while he was doing a good job, Bakura would completely make things better.

"I'll take you to him." Yami said interrupting her thoughts. Serenity gave a small smile and nodded.

"Thanks Yami." Yami smiled down at her and used his powers to appear to the apartment building Bakura lived in.

Fallen Angel: Hope you liked that chapter, sorry I didn't review sooner, I was just under a lot of stress concerning school. Anyway, review soon and please check out my other story!! I will add to that one either this week or next week.Thanks everyone.Bye guys.