He's Back

It was morning now and because Marik was sitting on that bench crying he had caught a cold. He was still pretty down. Bakura couldn't fine a way to comfort him. If you thought about it though, losing your other half must have been absolutely dreadful.

Bakura turned around in his bed and smiled down at Marik's sleeping form. He looked so peaceful with no worries when he was asleep. If only he could always be like that. The whitenette being the sneaky thief he was crawled out of the bed quietly enough not to wake the blonde. He brushed his teeth and took a quick shower. After he had gotten dressed he looked at himself in the mirror. There was no doubt about it, he was very very good looking. Hegrinnged at himself in the mirror and exited the bathroom. He kissed Marik on the cheek and made his way downstairs into the living room.

It looked like no one was up yet. It was 10:54, Kaiba should have been up by now. 'Oh well, more food for me.' He thought. He was going through the fridge when something crossed his mind. Where the hell was Ryou? He frowned and left the kitchen. There was no possible way he could have searched the big mansion. He growled at Ryou's stupidity and headed to the phone in the living room. He picked it up and dialled Ryou's cell phone number.

3 rings and finally he heard a voice.

"Hello?" No doubt it was Ryou who answered. Bakura frowned, why did he sound so shaken up?

"Ryou, where are you it's only 11:20 and your out without telling us!" Bakura growled. He had spent 20 minutes totally confused and without his love.

I'm sorry yami. I'm really really sorry actually. Listen, don't wake Marik up. Leave a note for him or something. Just come to the fancy hotel on Fridge St. alright? We'll be waiting for you in the main lobby." Before the white haired yami could say anything else Ryou hung up. Bakura frowned. His hikari could be such a arse sometimes. He left a quick note for Marik and hoppedinto his car (1) and left.

Ra it's cold today Bakura thought while he was driving by the on going traffic. His thoughts slowly wandered to Malik. What could have happened to the cute blonde he wondered. He didn't like thinking about that. There were so many possibilities, good and bad. Of coarse he was curious, he thought about the young Egyptian all the time. What really happened to Malik? He hoped and prayed to Ra that his poor legs got fixed. His mind slowly wandered to how he must look now to little things like if he still bites his lips when he gets nervous. It seemed like hours went by as Bakura made the short drive. He finally reached his destination. He causally got off the bike and walked in a calm manner into the very expensive looking hotel.

The hotel looked very nice from the inside. Right when he walked in he could see great fountains, beautiful wall paper and very nice artwork. His eyes darted around for his hikari. Where was he? He started walking to his right when he swore he saw a little porcupine head which strangely resembled Yugi or Yami. As he kept walking in that direction he found that he was correct. It was not only Yugi and Yami though, it was the whole group. Even Kaiba was sitting on a love seat with Jou. He raised one thin eyebrow. What were they up to?

"Bakura! Took you long enough, you look tired." Honda said with a grin. Bakura sneered back and ignored him. Instead he turned his attention to Kaiba, who looked rather happy despite the jolly little Jou who was currently attached to his left arm.

"What is this about Kaiba?" He asked extremely irritated. Kaiba turned his ice blue eyes to Bakura. He looked at him for a while and then pointed to Ryou. He hadn't seen him before. Of coarse he hadn't! Ryou was standing behind Yami looking a little flushed. He came up from behind Yami holding a broze hand, the owner still very much behind Yami. Worry crossed Bakura's face.

"Ryou, what's wrong?" He asked, his voice full of worry. Ryou just gave him a small smile. The white haired yami didn't know what to say to that. Why wasn't he getting a explanation? Bakura took one step forward.

"Stop." Ryou said.

"No, I want some answers hikari." Bakura growled. He can't believe he wasted half the morning on this shit. Then it hit him. WHO WAS HIS RYOU HOLDING HANDS WITH?

With anger taking over him he lost control of himself. He ran up to Yami and violently pushed him aside. He was blinded with rage,without seeing who it was he pushed the person hold Ryou's hand violently. After he got himself sorted out he figuredthat his hikari was screaming at him. He was correct. He looked downto seewho he had pushed.

He froze.

"Bakura." Malik said in a calm voice brushing himself off with the help of Ryou. Bakura looked at him. Ra he had changed. He was much taller, his hair was longer but in a loose ponytail, he wore a black sweater with Khaki pants. 'Oh Ra, It's him.' Bakura thought. Unconsciously he was shaking. He was real, he was right in front of him. He was here. Bakura didn't know how to react. All he could mutter out was a:

"Malik." His voice was a little too shaky. He looked up, when had he started looking down? He saw the beautiful blonde looking at him. Malik smiled.

"I'm guessing you want an explanation." He said. Bakura nodded. Yes he did, he wanted a lot of questions answered. Malik gestured to a sit on a large sofa in the main lobby. He didn't think the people who were in the hotel would mind too much, there were enough seats for at least 5 more people. Bakura sat down. Silence hit them. Finally Malik spoke up.

"It's been 9 years. I know this is very sudden, I didn't expect it either. I accidentally bumped into Jou and he arranged this interesting setup. First off I want to apologize, I didn't know you, Ryou, and Marik were lovers and I by total accident kissed Ryou. It was very wrong of me and I want to be straight forward and apologize. Second, I want to tell you that the past is the past and we cannot change it no matter how horrible it might have been. I am here in Domino because of a business trip. This meeting was not planned at all. I know it is very random and once again I apologize." Malik finished looking fondly at his hands. He glance at Bakura and the rest of the group when there had not been a reply. Finally his attention focused on Bakura and only Bakura. He was smirking. Leave it up to the King of Thieves to turn a frowning situation into a smirking one.

"Would you be sorry if you, by total accident kissed me?" Bakura said mischievous look in his crimson eyes.

Malik was lost of words to say. Before he could even look away a hand cupped his face. He didn't look the person straight in the eye. He turned his head to Ryou and the group of friends to see them giggling and smirking. Before he could react he was pulled into a passionate kiss of fiery. It must have lasted for ages because when he pulled away he was gasping for breath. Bakura tasted of spices and he was quickly getting addicted to the taste.

"So tell me Malik. Are you sorry?" He asked a evil smile on his face. Of coarse 9 years changes a lot about a person so Malik's retort was a very interesting one.

"Yes, and I have to say I'm sorry again too." Malik said and then gripped the collar of the thief's shirt and pulled him into another bruising kiss. "Now where is Marik?" Malik questioned as he pulled away. Bakura frowned.

"Ryou told me not to wake Marik actually." Everyone turned to Ryou.

"It would be to much of a shock to him, he is still very much upset. I don't want to scare the hell out of him. Please we have to give him a while." Ryou said, a pleading look in his brown eyes. Everyone nodded except Malik.

"Why is he upset?"

"Because of you." Ryou replied. "He is not over you at all, he feels incomplete and lonely even if Bakura and I are with him." He moved to sit beside Malik. "Please don't make this hard on him. He has much to tell you, and as you probably figured out Bakura and I missed you dearly. Same with the rest of the group." The gang muttered a few answers and went back to being quite. It was no time for them to bud into these matters. They, at this moment, only concerned Malik, Marik, Bakura, and Ryou.

Malik nodded. He wanted to see his yami again. As a thought crossed his mind he felt a pang at his heart. He still had to get the Relics A.K.A the millennium items. Shit.

1. It was winter so he couldn't ride his beautiful motorbike silly.

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