Chapter: Chapter 1

[i]Hello first. I'm happy that you stop by. Perhaps you have already noticed that I have already written a FF under the title Visit from Egypt. That was my very first FF that I have ever written and since I think it is pretty bad for me. But I found the idea itself good, so I decided to write Visit from Egypt 2. Actually I wanted to revise the old story and then continue, but I just don't like Ryou as a seme anymore and I also plan to make some small changes in the story. And anyway, I couldn't make up my mind to delete it because it would somehow no longer be there due to a revision. And since my style has changed a lot in that one year, for the better I hope, it's also easier to write a new story that just has the basic idea in common. And the title. Well enough chattered I hope you like it

Warning: Shonen-ai and also Yaoi> // <As almost always with me.It will be a bit too, because I have my own opinion of the Charas but I try not to overdo it. And you will have to bring some waiting time with you as I write a few other Ffs and just don't want to concentrate on one.
Disclaimer: The Charas do not belong to me but to Kazuki Takahashi. I just kidnapped her and maybe I'll release her sometime when you've paid enough clerks as ransom * g *
Dedication: I dedicate this FF to all those who read the first version and wished for a sequel. I'm sorry that you only get it that way, but unfortunately it didn't work any other way ... And I actually think it's better that way. In any case, I thank you guys. * hug * * give flowers *

"blabla" = said
// think thought // = thought
~ chatter ~ = conversation between Yami and Hikari
(...) = my comments fall there should be which I don't hope and if only a few[i]

Chapter 1
It was a winter afternoon in the middle of November when Ryou Bakura was walking through the snowy streets of Domino City.It was snowing and it was cold. His hands were in thick gloves that he had also put in his coat pockets. The coat was quite thick to protect him from the cold and his feet were in thick, lined boots. He covered his face with a scarf and his hair and ears were covered with a hat.
He was traveling alone. His friends had all gone skiing for the weekend and he was the only one who stayed at Domino.
Well Kaiba was here too, but first of all he would NEVER go on vacation with the others if he were to go on vacation, and secondly, nobody could really say Kaiba and Ryou were friends. At most casual acquaintances and classmates, in any case not well enough known to be able to visit him and spend time with him.
He strolled slowly through the streets and looked at the shop windows. They were all decorated for Christmas, but it wasn't even the 1st Advent.It was only in over a week but the merchants didn't seem to care. They decorated their windows weeks beforehand. How he hated it. He HATED CHRISTMAS.
Because at Christmas he was always alone. His father (I have no idea what about his parents. But I just decided that his mother is dead and his father works abroad.) Every year he sent him a large package with gifts and a short letter, but he kept it yes, not even to call once and ask about Ryou, who is after all his only child ... And in contrast to his birthday, he could not celebrate Christmas with his friends because they celebrated with their families, which is bad for them could resent. The only one who might still keep him company would be Bakura, his yami who lived in his body as long as he wore the millennium ring, but he could do without that. Bakura was sometimes ... well ... difficult, I guess that's pretty good.Fortunately, it rarely appeared in his head ...
Ryou disappeared into the crowd and just drifted. He had no fixed goal, he only went outside because he couldn't stand it at home anymore.
Suddenly he spotted a familiar figure. This person was standing in front of a cafe and seemed to be considering whether to go in or not. Although it was freezing cold, she only wore a coat that didn't look very warm and a scarf. The hands were in the coat pockets, the feet in normal training shoes, the ears were red from the cold and the lips were blue. Ryou couldn't help but feel sorry for the freezing person who peered through the window with such a longing look and stepped from one foot to the other as if she were afraid that she would otherwise freeze. He didn't really like this figure at all.
"Hi Marik. Looks like you're terribly cold.Why don't you go to the café and warm up? "Ryou asked.
Marik turned around in surprise. A slight smile crossed his face but was gone as quickly as it had come. Instead, a fine blush spread across his cheeks. "H-Hello Ryou. Um well, I would like to, but I ... I have ... my money ... so I forgot that in the hotel ..." he then confessed with a stutter.
"Oh well then. And why don't you just go back then?" Ryou wanted to know more. It seemed strange to him that Marik stuttered when he was usually more of the self-confident type. In any case, more confident than him.
"I ... got lost," came back softly.
“Oh. And now?” So that's why Marik stuttered. He was embarrassed. Almost cute.
"Don't know," Marik looked embarrassed at the floor.
"What do you think if we first go in, I'll buy you something warm to drink and then we'll see that you come back?" Ryou then suggested kindly.Marik apparently liked the idea because he beamed at Ryou and nodded happily. "Auja. That would be really great. You will get the money back too."
Then Ryou just laughed softly: "Let it go. Just don't order anything extravagant and it'll fit."
And together they went to the café where they hung their coats on the cloakroom. Then they found a nice, quiet table near a window and grabbed two cards. When they had made up their minds, Ryou waved a waiter over and they placed their orders, then it started. The great silence. Neither of the two said a word, they just looked at each other in embarrassment until Ryou couldn't take it anymore and averted his gaze.
He let his gaze wander through the café. It was well attended, no wonder, after all, it was not only inexpensive but also nicely furnished. Half of the tables were occupied. Ryou grimaced when he saw that it was almost exclusively couples.Did they have to flaunt their happiness where he felt so alone and lonely? Without noticing it, a small growl escaped him.
But someone else did notice, Marik! Surprised, he raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly at Ryou.
He noticed Marik's look and turned slightly red. "Is what?" he asked, embarrassed.
"No no, everything's great," smiled Marik who was still just looking at Ryou. "Tell me, can it be that you are jealous of the couple?" he grinned cheekily.
"W-how k-k-ko-do you d-do d-think about it?" stuttered the smaller of the two. // Did Marik notice anything? Man, that's embarrassing ... //
Marik laughed at him only softly. "It's okay. I'm no different from you."
Now Ryou was really surprised. Should it really be the same for Marik as he is? "How do you mean?"
"I mean it the way I say it," Marik grinned. "I wish the same as you. Someone who is by my side and loves me."Ryou's complexion would rival any tomato now, so much blood had rushed into his head by now. Luckily the waiter just came so he didn't have to answer right away. Smiling, he accepted his hot chocolate and stirred it lost in thought. He didn't even notice that Marik was watching him, only when he raised his head and looked directly into Marik's eyes. Immediately he lowered his gaze again.
"Why aren't you looking at me? Are you embarrassed?" Marik asked with an amused tone in his voice.
"No why should it?" Ryou replied but continued to look stubbornly into his cup.
"Don't know. That's why I'm asking. Take a look at me," and before Ryou could voluntarily lift his head, Marik had reached under his chin across the table and lifted it up. "It's much better that way," he smiled.
Ryou's face was still crimson. He couldn't explain it, but somehow he was completely different in Marik's presence.He was always calm and shy but somehow ... in Marik's presence ...
"You are very cute. And you have beautiful eyes. Why do you always lower your eyes and not let them see me?" Marik flirted.
"W-How ... what do you mean?" Ryou stuttered. //What shoud that? Why is he talking to me like that now? //
~ What do you think? He wants to land with you, you idiot. Little Marik is hot for you. ~ Ryou suddenly heard a voice in his head. A voice he couldn't smoke right now.
~ Bakura ... Do you have to interfere right now? Otherwise you will never let anyone hear from you. ~ Ryou scolded his Yami.
~ Do you want to get naughty? Please be glad that I condescend to even get in touch with you, you little worm. ~ Bakura grumbled immediately. ~ And if I were you I would say something. Marik is looking at you very worried. The little one is probably worried. ~
Ryou immediately turned his attention back to Marik who looked at him really worried."Are you all right? You look something by the wind." he was just asking him.
Smiling weakly, Ryou shook his head. "No, it's okay. Bakura just showed up again and had to worry."
"Oh well. Well then that's fine. I know how it is. Malik can also be quite annoying, especially when it comes to Bakura," said Marik with a small grin.
"About Bakura? Why is that?" Ryou asked confused and he felt that Bakura was listening intently.
"It doesn't matter. It's not that important."
Marik didn't seem to want to go into what Bakura didn't like at all. On the spur of the moment, he simply took over Ryou's body. He rested his head on his hand and grinned at Marik. "Come on, tell me what you meant by that or I'll have to get angry."
But Marik was not impressed. Instead of answering Bakura's question, he finished his chocolate and stood up. "Maybe I'll tell you another time. But right now I'm only interested in Ryou.Tell him I'll come and see him tomorrow. "Before