Lonely Existence

Thunder Storm

A/N: Hello  all! I'm so very sorry that it took me so long to post this chapter. I have been very busy editing "From the Black"  as my beta readers provide feedback. I'm happy to say it will be published later this year. I will let you know when I have a better idea of the date. I'm also writing a sequel to it. Is anyone interested in learning the title? No? Didn't think so. *Smirks*

Thank you all for all of your support. I really appreciate it. It's your support and encouragement that has helped me gain the confidence to actually publish something.

AmeliaAsakura2: *Giggles* showers are so great aren't they?

Atemu: Me? Need a bucket for drool? *Blushes and clears throat* Not likely.

11Heaven: Glad you are sticking around for the rest of this. It's full of fun... and other things...

mikichan10: I love hugs!

jofisk: Atemu is proud of himself. Aren't you?

Atemu: *Nods* I only need Yugi.

Yugi: *Turns crimson*

CapricornKitty1975: Me too. I would be such a fangirl for this band.

QUEENOFFANFICTION102: So glad you love this book!

Dragyns13: Hehehe

Marik: *Shrugs* I know your hiding spot. I can get you whenever I want.

I do not own the  songs in this chapter. The first one is "Aim for the Head" and the  other is "Grave Robber at Large" both by Creature Feature. I really hope  you enjoy this chapter. Thank you for reading and please leave a  comment and vote. I appreciate all feedback!

We head to our  London hotel after spending a few hours at Cosmos. Malik is a bit tipsy. Okay. Very tipsy. He is in the midst of a continuous giggle fit, leaning on random people for support.

"Piss off, Malik!" Bakura growls, shoving the blonde away from him. Malik stumbles to the side and nearly falls over.

I  wrap my arm around his waist to steady him. I chuckle, "Be careful  or you may end up making close friends with the floor." That only adds to his giggling. His laughter reaches a point where he isn't making any  sound. His laughter is purely silent. His head falls onto my shoulder and he clutches his stomach. Okay, let's face it, he's not tipsy, he is smashed.

"Breathe, Malik!" Yugi giggles. The Egyptian lifts his head to glance over at Yugi. Tears stream down his sun kissed cheeks.

"Ooooh,  Yuuuuuugiiii," Malik wiggles away from my grasp and stumbles over to  our petite guitarist. Yugi squeaks when Malik flings himself at him.  Unprepared for the added weight leaning against his body, Yugi stumbles  backwards and falls on his rear. "I looooove you so much! You and that  cute spiky hair of yours!" Malik giggles, shaking one of his hands  through Yugi's gravity defiant tri-colored locks.

"I think you are squishing him," Marik laughs pulling Malik off of Yugi. The blonde  continued to laugh; his head presses against Marik's firm chest. I  help Yugi back up to his feet. Our guitarist brushes himself off and  continues to smile at the smallest Egyptian.

"Nooo. Yugi doesn't mind. Yugi's so cuddly!" Malik gasps out in between his fits of laughter.

"Do you need help getting him to bed, Marik?" I turned to face the two blondes.