Me: =sitting in the emo corner=...=sniff=

Ayume: I'm going to regret this but...what's wrong?

Me: Marik thought it's not fair Bakura and Ryou are always on here so he wants to be on the Authors notes for three chapters!

Marik: That's right! =smirks=

Ayume:...wait if Marik's here then that means...MALIK-KUN!! X3

Malik: O.o Kuso!! =runs away=

Ayume: Wait for me kawaii!! =runs after him=

Marik: =still smirking= The chick in the emo corner doesn't own us or the song she is listening to, too...what are you listening to anyways when you were doing this chapter?

Me: =sniff=...'Why, or why not' by that show Higurashi...please enjoy!

Thrown clothes were in the air, yelling of frustration was heard as two young teens dug through the couch looking for the article of clothing and the damaged picture and frame. The furniture was flipped on it's side while the tan teen looked under the rug it was over. Cushions flown over the pale teen's head as he searched under it all. The yami's stood on the side staring at their hikari's destroying the once untainted couch.

"Where is it? What happened to it?" Was all spoken from their lips.

Bakura had enough of it! He sighed annoyed by the mess and the destruction in the living. He grabbed hold of his hikari dodging the blows he was doing.

"Would you stopping hitting me for a second!" Bakura yelled making Ryou jump in surprise from his voice. When he went stiff the yami put him down turning him around to make the teen face him. "Now," He lowered his voice but it still had it's annoyed tone. "Now, what are you two looking for?"

Malik was the first to answer after throwing a pillow at Marik's head. "The shirt Ryou lost when we all went snow boarding and the picture we found with it!" He turned to the yami's, "It was slashed on only my body! Why the Ra on mines?" He collapsed on the turned over couch pointing at the yami's with one hand and the other pointing at himself. "And it was punched on only our faces! Not a scratch on Ryou's!"

"What are you talking about?" It was Marik's turn to ask. "How can a shirt Ryou lost year's ago turn up here?"

"That's what I said!" Malik replied going back to looking under the rug.

Bakura sighed letting go of his hikari and grabbing the Egyptian's one by the shirt collar.

"Your destroying my cabin," he said dropping his hold on the teen. "And for what? A shirt that wasn't there in the first place."

"But `Kura, It was there!" Ryou cried out. The yami sighed again walking over to him. "It's true," Ryou spoke silently his head hung low, "It's true. I held it in my hands and Malik saw it with his own eyes."

"Ryou I want to believe you but, a shirt that was lost in the snow for, how long, can't just reappear all of the sudden in our cabin when no one else at the mountains couldn't find it." Bakura placed his hand on the hikari's shoulder. "You and Malik might of saw something that looked like it."

Malik jumped to Bakura's side with a serious face, "Then what about the picture we found in it? It was damaged like someone punched it!"

"That could've been anything." Marik answered for the pale yami. "You two have been rough housing ever since we got here. You played tag up stairs all of noon yesterday. One of you must of bumped into it and didn't realized it till now when everything's so quiet."

"But-"

"No more Malik." Marik raised a finger shushing him. "You guys have been all jumping ever since the cliff and room accidents. You two need to calm down and breath."

"And stop eating junk food and reading Steven King at night." Bakura eyed the hikari's who laughed nervously. Before walking to the kitchen Bakura ruffled up Ryou's and Malik's hair. "Now who's hungry?"

To reply to his question both hikari's stomachs growled. Bakura chuckled leading them to the kitchen.

"Hey Bakura I'll be there in a sec, kay?" Marik called to the room the three disappeared to. When Bakura yelled back Marik headed for the stair case.

Right when he came near the first step a sharp pain shot up his foot making the yami recoil back falling on rug in the progress. He swore out loud as he grabbed hold of his injured foot. More pain shot through him when his fingers barely touched the spot. His face twisted in discomfort, it felt like something was digging in his soles burning and ripping the skin under it.

A voice brought him out of his trance. Marik glanced up with one eye staring at Bakura running in. "Marik what happened?" He stopped his mouth ajar. The pale yami went right in front of him crouching down looking at the wound. "Damn it Marik, What did you do? There's glass all over your foot!"

Marik winced bringing one of his hands that held his foot to his face. His eyes widen. On his once tan fingers were blood. They dripped off his fingers to the cream colored rug blending it's crimson with it.

A gasped was heard behind him. When Marik turned his head he saw tears dripping to the crimson colored rug. His hikari was standing there little tear buds in the corners of his lavender eyes.

"Malik where's Ryou?" Bakura called from behind the hurt yami.

Malik looked down, "I left him in the kitchen." He replied with a sniff.

Bakura got up pulling Marik with him. "I'll take Marik to the bathroom. Watch Ryou for me." Malik nodded wiping his tear buds off his face. Bakura hauled Marik up the steps just missing the spot where the yami got punctured by the unknown glass.

When Malik went in the kitchen he saw Ryou sitting on the counter dangling his feet off the side his face hidden behind his white locks. Malik called out his name receiving a staring contest with the pale teen.

"Is Marik ok?" He asked not taking his eyes off the others.

Malik nodded, "Bakura took him to the bathroom." He sighed jumping up on the counter with the hikari. "I think he'll be ok."

Ryou nodded. It fallen silent in the room except the wind blowing in through the open window and the sound of an angry yami coming from above them. A sigh escaped their lips as they stared at the tile floor.

Ryou head shot up, "Malik!" The said teen jumped from the sudden outburst. "What happened to Marik?"

Malik looked at him puzzled, "He stepped on glass I think."

"That's it!" Ryou jumped off the counter running out of the room leaving Malik alone looking at the door.

When the Egyptian heard his name being called Malik jumped off the counter heading for the living room where he found Ryou crouching on the ground where the red was clearly visible. His pale hands running over the rug till they stop pulling something up.

"I knew it." He whispered turning around. "What do you think this is Malik?"

The Egyptian stared at his hand. Ryou was holding up a fragment of glass little red in one corner. It had hair sized cracks in the middle while on one side it looked like sharp teeth.

It took awhile till the thought came to his head. "It's from the frame!"

Ryou nodded looking back at the ground, "Someone must of found it and through it against the wall."

"So we couldn't show no one!" Malik stated feeling proud of himself. He crouched down next to his friend. "Did you find the picture too?"

Ryou nodded again but with a frown on his lips. He grabbed something on the other side of him with the hand that didn't held the glass. When he held what was over there to Malik his lavender eyes widen. Shredded, torn, and crumbled paper was in his pale hand. Malik knew right away what it was.

The picture.

"B-but how…" Malik trailed off.

"I don't know but who ever did this really doesn't want anyone else finding it." Ryou assured him. He crunched the torn papers in his hand angrily before walking away to the trash can by the front door.

Malik was behind him holding his shoulder, "Ry, we should keep it."

Ryou shook his head. The lid on the can popped up as he dropped both the glass and the papers. "Why should we, the evidences are gone."

Just as Malik was going to speak again the sound of foot steps were heard. Both hikari's looked at the stair case seeing Marik leaning on Bakura for support as he limped down the steps with difficulty.

The Egyptian was the first to meet them followed by the white hair teen. "Marik are you okay!" Malik asked a smile was on his lips.

Marik groaned when he reached the bottom. "Yeah but Bakura forbid me from walking on this foot." He glared at the said yami.

Bakura glared back, "Are you still mad I used alcohol on it?" He earn a growl from the yami. "I take that as a yes."

Tan arms rapped around the blonde yami's shoulders. Marik almost lost his balance if Bakura nor Ryou wasn't there to haul him back up.

"Hey Malik what gives?" Marik snapped, his foot hit the ground when the hikari jumped on him.

A sniff came from the hikari's lips looking up at Marik. "But I thought you got really hurt!" He cried out tightening his hold around the yami's shoulders. "You lost so much blood Marik."

"This?" Marik points at his foot with his thumb smirking. "It's just a scratch."

Bakura chuckled pulling Malik off the yami's shoulders, "Let Marik have room young one." He puts him down nudging him towards Ryou. "Now you two go somewhere that doesn't need us worrying about you. Me and Marik," -he points at the yami- "have some work to do."

"What about lunch `Kura?" Ryou asked listening to his and Malik's stomachs growl.

"Before Marik's accident I got half of your noodles ready. Just stir the roman and add whatever you two want."

Both nodded their heads racing to the kitchen.

Warm evening air blew over the glass. Birds sung their little tones while the crickets chirped on their hind legs. Little whispers mixed with the oceans yelling was heard crashing together. Everything outside in the fields was lit up with the suns long fingers touching all that wasn't hidden in the shadows.

White and blonde hair flew this way and that as the winds whispered it's knowledge to them. Warm cups were in each of their hands as they sat on the damp glass enjoying the music nature was making.

There was no words coming from their mouths but the sound of their chewing from the noodles. Ryou sighed placing a fried egg in his mouth.

"What do you think it wants Malik?" He asked tossing another egg in his mouth. "I mean, if you notice it's trying to tell us something."

Malik slurped on his noodles nosily before answering, "Don't know but it sure hates me." He swallowed. "If we still had the picture our yami's would actually believe us."

"They might but not the way we think." Ryou stuck a meat in his mouth waiting for the other's reply.

Malik stared at him with half a noodle hanging in the corner of his mouth. "What are you saying? You think they do believe us but their denying it?"

Ryou nodded looking at his cup. "Do you remember when we were walking in the woods looking for a place that might sell gas?" Malik nodded. "Well before we reached the building Bakura was looking over his shoulder staring at something. I think he sensed what was following us."

"You think?" Malik asked drinking the juices in his cup. "He might of saw a bird or a lizard." He stopped grinning at the pale teen. "Or maybe he saw a hot forest elf and it was hypnotizing him to come with her to a far away castle and steal all the money he doesn't even have."

Both teens laughed making the sheep that was grazing by glance their way.

"Hey Ry," Malik called out between his laughing. "Why not sleep in my bed tonight. Whoever choked your neck last night might want to go for round two."

Ryou stopped his laughing smiling at the Egyptian. "Really?"

"Yeah, I don't want to wake up tomorrow and find you bruised head to toe." He stands up holding out his hand to the other. "Let's go. Maybe Marik and Bakura are done with whatever they're doing."

The white haired hikari nodded taking his hand.

Two mouths hit the floor in the hallway on the second story. Their eyes not leaving the sight that was before them. The yami's fixed the pale hikari's door.

"So what you think?" Bakura asked grinning at the hikari's.

Ryou's mouth was flapping like a fish. "I…I…I don't know what to say."

Marik was smirking beside the white haired yami. He was sitting on a chair since Bakura told him he's not suppose to stand with an injured leg.

"You can say thank you." He said rubbing his foot. "It's not like everyday we do something like this."

"True," Malik answered. "They would just ignore it and forget about it even when they were the one's that did it." He eyed his yami but the Egyptian shrugged it off.

"So I guess you'll get to sleep in your own bed tonight young one." Bakura stated.

Ryou was still staring at the door. He didn't hear what his yami said or he didn't want to. Just when he was going to feel save tonight something new prevents it.

"Is it ok that I can sleep in Malik's room, again?" Both yami's glanced at him like he said something wrong. "I-I mean, I like sleeping on the air mattress and his room feels like home." He lied but Bakura didn't buy it.

Bakura walked next to him placing his hand on the hikari's shoulder, "Ok, what's up?" He asked. Ryou held his head down but Bakura cupped his chin bringing it up to meet eye-to-eye. "We fixed your door cause you made a big fuss over it and now you don't want to even sleep in there. Is there something your not telling us?"

Ryou tried to shake his head the best he could but Bakura held a firm grip on his chin. "There's nothing up, honest...Just something trying to kill me." He whispered the last part.

Marik smirked, he didn't hear the last line but he got a good guess what it might be, "Oh now I see why you want to stay in Malik's room." All three turned to him. "You and Malik are cheating on us for each other." He snicker causing Malik and Ryou to blush.

"It's nothing like that!" Malik exclaimed. His blush still glued on his cheeks. "Ryou just wants to hangout with me."

"Does this include us walking in while you to are together in bed on one another doing the horizontal tango?" Bakura teased making the hikari next to him blush more.

Ryou punched the yami's arm glaring at the teen but it didn't come to what he wanted it to look like. He looked like a white pouting puppy.

"Fine I'll sleep in my room then!" Ryou yelled hiding his blush with his white locks.

Marik held up his hands in defense waving them in front of him, grinning. "Whoa, easy tiger! Don't go biting our heads off."

Malik shot a glare at him shutting him up.

Just a few more hours till sundown. Malik thought watching as Ryou continued arguing with the pale yami. I can't let him get hurt again! Not against something we don't know anything about.

The sun's friendly rays disappeared along the horizon. The shadows of the night's long fingers gilded along the earth, snatching the last bit of light they can get. The dogs howled, the birds hid away, and the children are running to their room under their covers. Why was night so scary? It's what's in it that frightens them all. Creatures without names.

And one is standing in front of a light blue door glazing at the handle wanting it to move on it's own but doesn't. A low growl was heard followed by claws being dragged down the wall leaving behind long marks.

The presence was a shadow. Was it the same one from the night before? No, it didn't disappeared when the moon's beams touched it's shadowed skin. Nor it's claws turn invisible from the mortals eyes. They shined in the light like sliver in the sun. Even it's aura was more sinister then the one from last night. What was it doing? Clawing at a door growling that no one is coming to see it.

Soon the door opens wide enough for it to walk in unnoticed. Red eyes scanned the room landing on a lump in a bright red bed. The blankets moving steady with each breath the mouth let out. Soft whispers came from his mouth. It just made the shadow smirk showing off it's white fangs.

Are you going to see me?…

White hair shifted to the other side as the body moved. Poor thing, the shadow is next to him, facing him with it's claws clinking with each other when they hit.

The soft lips under the blankets mutter a name. What was it? A cry out for someone or the name of what's appeared in front of him not realizing it's loving every word he uttered.

Come…don't you want to go home?…

The black mass bent down near the pale ear, fangs dangerously close to nipping the flesh. Cold chills ran though Ryou's body. He cuddled under the warmth of his blankets trying desperately to escape the cold air blowing against his covered skin.

Let's leave…

Ryou gasped opening his eyes wide, something nipped his ear. But what was making his heart beat drums on his ribs was the red eyes staring back at his with such evil and madness. Fangs were in front of him, grinning.

Wake Up!

It yelled in his ear making Ryou sit straight up, sweat going down his face, beatings in his chest that hurt, and the shaking. Brown orbs looked in the corners of his eyes. Nothing was there! Was it a dream? He sighed closing his eyes reassuring himself. When they opened again they were stared down by red eyes.

Ryou!

The teen yelped jumping off the bed landing on his side. He whimpered watching the shadow smirk at him taking small steps towards him, having fun watching the teen squirm under it's presence.

Ryou scrambled to his feet slipping under the soft rug. Out in the hall he slipped sliding on his legs then banging on the wall on his back. He yelped again. Couldn't anyone hear him? Why didn't Bakura come?

You can't get away…

His head swung around watching the shadow appear in front of his room leaning on the door way. Ryou jumped to his feet running to the room next to his. Bakura's.

"Bakura!" He banged on the dark door. "Bakura!" He tried the door knob. It was lock! "no…" He muttered shaking his head.

Ryou went to the door across to his yami's. "Marik!" He banged then grabbed the knob. Like Bakura's it was lock. "Marik!"

Both doors were lock. Couldn't they hear him? He's screaming and yelling, banging on their doors! How can that not wake them?

Stop playing around Ryou…

Ryou turned his head just in time to see the dark mist right in front of him. He wasn't transparent like the other. Ryou couldn't see anything pass the shadow. Just darkness. So cold he saw his breath. The cold breeze blew into his shirt touching his chest leaving behind freezing kisses.

As it took a step foreword the teen step back. It happen again and again. It won't stop smirking at him! Was this it's plan? Playing with him till he's trapped in a corner?

We're going!

It was getting annoyed. You could hear it. The claws were drawn to the pale face touching it lightly. Ryou turned around running down the rest of the hall. A door was open!

You can't get away!

Ryou ran in just in time a claw slashed a thin line against his pale cheek drawing up a drop of blood. He slammed the door jumping in the bed not caring he landed on top a body.

A cry of protest was heard followed by the blanket getting bigger. Blonde hair was mixed with white as they fought to a position.

"Ry?" The Egyptian teen groaned. His sleep was interrupted. "What are you doing? It's late! I don't want to play!" The body on top of his chest was shaking rapidly. "Ryou?"

Whimpers and heavy breathing was coming from the teen. Ryou was clenching the hikari's tank top making it wet from tears. The blanket was over both of their heads but Malik still couldn't see what's really happening.

"Malik…" Ryou whispered out, his voice sounded like it went though hell. Malik knew right away what might of happened. The Egyptian rapped his arms around the teen's back bringing him to an embrace.

Smoothing words and rubbing little circles on his back didn't work. Ryou was still chocking up tears and shaking like he was in a blizzard in nothing but his boxers. Malik was worried, he never seen him like this. Or has he and Ryou never shows him? He shook his head pulling the smaller figure to his side and him laying on his free arm staring at Ryou.

"How about when you feel like talking you sleep here, kay?" Malik asked brushing away the stray white locks that blocked Ryou's brown eyes. When the pale teen nodded they fell right back. Malik chuckled. He was about to move the blanket down from over their heads but his hands stopped from a pair of shaking pale ones. The Egyptian sighed taking his hand back and patting the white mess of hair.

"Ok, we'll sleep with it on top of us but it will get really stuffy under here." Malik rapped his arms protectively around Ryou shoulders as he rested his chin on the his pale forehead. "Try to sleep ok, buddy?"

"Kay…Malik…" Ryou's voice held it's fear. His body shook under the arms of his friends. It still didn't feel right to him. Even when Malik was right beside him it felt like he was suffocating from heavy air, it rapped it's fingers around his neck taking his last remaining breath of air. Ryou cuddled closer to the warmth of the tan figure. He could still feel the coldness he felt out in the halls moments ago.

He's asleep already? Ryou thought looking up at his friend's face. So calm and gentle as he's in dreamland. How could anyone sleep after what happened? He wasn't there! Ryou forced his brown eyes closed. If Malik was there he wouldn't sleep as fast as like now…How can he…why…

His breathing soften as his body went limp. The night whispered it's lullaby to the teen while his brain wonder in a land full of imagination. He was soon falling in a deep sleep like the Egyptian did just seconds ago.

But that's not the end of his troubles. When he ran in the room to find cover he forgot the most important thing when hiding from danger.

Always lock the door!

The door at this moment was a crack open letting in cold air, rustling up the curtains at the closed windows. Creaks were heard as the floor boards bent from someone walking on them. It was there the whole time. Listening to them calm the other down. It heard it all, and now it was smirking at the sound of little breaths here and now as the blankets moved with their chests.

White fangs glisten in the moon's light. It was going to enjoy this.

Time to play…

As fast as the footsteps were there they decreased when heading towards the bed. One side of the covers was lifted up revealing tan. Malik didn't shook or whimpered from the air touching his body and gliding its clawed hands up his spine. One quick trust with it's claw on tan skin and the shadow vanished.

Lavender orbs blinked. Malik sat up, his eyes in a daze as he looked down on the sleeping hikari, lazily. He stood from the bed walking towards the door dragging his feet in the progress and swaying to and fro.

When he entered the hallway his body lead him to the far end on the other side. The darkness welcoming him with open arms as his silhouette disappeared.

Me:...you know what!

Malik: No what?

Me: I read my reveiws and they're right! I did miss alot of stuff on this thing!!

Ayume: I know why!

Everyone: =stares at her= WHY?!

Ayume: =sweat drops= well, when ever Raven uploads something some words and letters go missing.

Me: really?...huh, I guess your right. I always double checks it on Micosoft...So I better reread it when it's on here too.

Marik: =smirks= yes you should!

Me: OMR Stop smirking it creeps me out!

Malik:-_-...before something happens...please review and Raven will tell you the story behind the last part of his chapter.