A/N: Ello ello ello my lovelies! It's here by popular request! The sequel to "Lonely Existence." This is not one of the sequels you can just read and get... Well I suppose in a way you can.. but there are plenty of references to events that happened in "Lonely Existence." So... if you haven't read it, I highly recommend stopping right here and go read it. After that, then come back and enjoy!

Also, just like "Lonely Existence," this is written in Atemu's PoV.

Warnings: Yaoi, language, suggestive themes (this may turn into lemons later..not sure). No likey..no ready!

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Yu-Gi-Oh! I don't own the characters, only the plot. I don't even own the songs I use in this :P Speaking of which. The first song in this story and in this chapter is "A Thousand Miles" by Christina Perri. The second is "Blow" by Kesha. I used the Nightcore version for this chapter though. It seemed to fit a bit better.

And now, without further ado, here is the first chapter of the sequel. If you have any thoughts, suggestions, ideas, please please please please let me know! I have zero plans for this so I will be writing as I go... *scoff* Something I usually do anyway. But yes, so if you have ideas, please fling them at me. Thank you! Also, thank you for reading and please please please feed meh with some reviews. I luves them so much!

I would never had believed it if I had not been there myself. Not only had Ryou tamed Bakura.. in a way… he also stole his heart; enough so Bakura made the ultimate promise to commit to Ryou by marrying him. The proposal was very sweet. Bakura proposed to Ryou on stage during one of our concerts. It was something Ryou expected the least at that point as they were in the middle of a huge fight and Ryou had said it was over. After the touching proposal and the song that accompanied it, how could he refuse?

Marik and I are in the back dressing room with Bakura. Believe it or not, today is Bakura and Ryou's wedding day. Bakura paced the length of the dressing room, his tie was a mess, his hair was frizzy, and his buttons were not quite right; a few were skipped leaving the bottom of one side at his ribcage while the other rested on his hip.

"Hey, hey, hey, Bakura," Marik approached the frantic albino with his arms slightly raised, "why are you so nervous? This is just Ryou. You've known each other for years now."

Bakura stopped pacing and turned to face Marik, "That's the point, Marik! What if I'm not what's best for him? What if he doesn't want me? What if he changes his mind? What if.."

"Hey!" I grab Bakura's wrists that he was franticly waving about, "Marik's right. This is Ryou you are marrying. He loves you and of course you love him. You two are meant to be."

"I suppose," Bakura relaxes some.

"You suppose?" Marik arches an eyebrow, "You have been there for each other non-stop You were the one who saved his life the first time he tried to commit suicide. You were the one to stay with him during the hardest patches of his life and the one to prevent every attempt he ever made after that first. On the flip side of that coin, he has been with you through our drug addictions and was able to see you through them. You haven't had any since New York. Do you find yourself wanting any?"

"No," Bakura replied quietly.

"No! You don't. And that's because you don't want it. You want Ryou. Right?" Marik urged. I smiled at the psycho's ability to connect with Bakura.

"So, considering everything you two have been through and have overcome, don't you think you two belong together?" I ask Bakura, placing my hand on his shoulder. He smiles and I feel his body relax under my touch.

"Yes, I do," Bakura nods.

"Great! Now let's get you fixed up. You have vows to say!" I turn him to face me and begin fixing his shirt.

"Am I really that bad?" Bakura glances over at Marik.

Marik shrugs, "For a nutcase, you look great." Bakura growls at Marik which only earns him a chuckle from the band psycho. I yank on Bakura's tie to straighten it and to get his attention away from Marik before he starts to fight him. Next I fix his jacket and frizzy expanse of silver that is his hair.

A knock breaks the silence in the dressing room. Bakura tucks his light grey button up into his slacks and pulls on his black formal trench coat to smooth out the wrinkles created by his pacing.

"Come in," he growls.

Seto steps into the room, "It's time, Bakura."

I know! Seto knocks now! He doesn't just barge in! Never thought I would see the day! Okay enough of that, I'm getting off topic. Bakura nods and follows Seto out of the room and towards the boat deck. The sun was shining bright and the ocean provided a beautiful backdrop for the ceremony.

I close my eyes and tilt my head back as the fresh ocean breeze runs its fingers through my hair. Bakura takes his place near the white wooden vine covered arch. A few scattered white flowers peeked through the vines. Just enough to add beauty, but not enough to be considered too much.

Marik and Malik appeared at the end of the aisle; both were also dressed in black and white tuxedos. Malik took his place on Yugi's side and Marik took his place next to Bakura as his best man.

Yugi appears by my side wearing a traditional black and white tuxedo. He entwines his arm with mine and smiles brightly at me.

"Hopefully soon we will have our wedding," he beams with excitement.

"Yes, my dear, Yugi. We will very soon," I place a light kiss on his forehead before he and I walk down the aisle. He goes to Ryou's side and I to Bakura's. The guest list was very small. Bakura and Ryou chose to keep the ceremony private and personal. Only those closest to them were at the ceremony. The real party was going to be the reception.

The music changed to Pachabel Canon as Ryou appeared. He was dressed in a pure white tuxedo, a blue rose was pinned to his jacket. I glance over at Bakura and smile. His eyes were locked on Ryou. The smallest albino's eyes were also locked on Bakura. They were the only two that existed in the world. The connection between them was electric; full of love, attraction, and devotion.

Ryou arrived next to Bakura. The two beamed at each other and turned to face the captain of the ship; who was conducting the ceremony.

Watching the two together during the ceremony was mesmerizing. They were happy. Everything is as it should be. The vows were said, the rings exchanged, and the most anticipated part of the entire ceremony.

The captain closes his book, "I now pronounce you soul partners. Husband and husband," his green eyes shine as they drift to Bakura, "You may now kiss Ryou."

Bakura captures Ryou's lithe form within his strong arms and dips him low. Bakura purrs before closing the distance in a passionate kiss that sent chills down my spine. We all cheered and applauded them.

Ryou blinked slightly dazed when Bakura stood him up again. Their hands entwined as they bowed towards the small audience. They both made their way back up the aisle; arm in arm; hearts beating as one.

Yugi and I walked back up the aisle next, followed by Malik and Marik. We congratulate them the moment we reached them. Well, it was more of a dog-pile on them than anything else. We became a pile of tangled limbs. I heard Ryou giggling and squeaking at the bottom of the pile.

"Get off me you freaks," Bakura tried sounding tough and thoroughly failed at doing so. He was too happy to pull off the rough and brooding exterior he normally displays.

I helped pull Ryou to his feet as Yugi and Marik helped Bakura, "Come one. Let's get you guys to the reception!"

The reception was being held in one of the ship's large clubs. We got Pink Poison to perform the reception. I tried to pay them for their time, but they refused the payment. They just wouldn't have it.

The meal was a surf and turf style with fresh lobster and steak. A variety of appetizers including oysters were served. I'm sure you know the reason behind that. Champaign, various wines, and other alcoholic beverages were served. Copious amounts of alcohol might I add. I just hope Ryou doesn't end up trashed to the point he won't remember his wedding night. Ryou isn't usually a drinker, but this may be the one of the few exceptions where he does drink too much. It wouln't take much for him to reach that point. He is such a little light weight.

Both were on Cloud Nine. I couldn't keep my eyes off of them. I saw a moment of pure sweetness when Bakura feed Ryou a bite of scalloped potatoes. A little bit of sauce dribbled down Ryou's chin. Bakura wiped it away with his napkin before giving him a small kiss. I am so happy for the two of them.

Yugi stood to give a speech as Ryou's best man. He clinked his glass and cleared his throat.

"I've known Ryou for years. Always the quiet, innocent, and sweet bookworm. Most of that ended the day he met Bakura. While he is still quite and loves to read, he is by no means as innocent as he would lead you to believe." Yugi winks at Bakura. The tallest albino snorts and glances sideways at his new spouse. "Thank you, Bakura. For everything you have done for not only Ryou, but for the rest of us. Ryou has come such a long way from the shy bookworm we use to know. You have always been there for him as a pillar of strength and support. I know, Ryou, will always be there for you as well. You could not find anyone more special, faithful, and loving than our dear Ryou." Yugi raises his glass, "I wish you both all of the happiness in the world. Congratulations. To Ryou and Bakura!"

The newlyweds entwine their arms before taking a sip. Everyone raises their glasses to toast, "To Ryou and Bakura!" I take a sip of my champaign and gently set the flute down. It was Marik's turn to give a speech as Bakura's best man. Bakura and Ryou stay with their arms entwined as Marik makes his speech.

"Bakura may seem rough, crude, cruel, and just a downright asshole at times..well most of the time for that matter. So it comes to serve that the one he would end up with would have to have the patience of a saint to put up with him! Ryou, I am so sorry you ended up being the one. You should have run when you had the chance!" Marik smirked. Ryou giggled and Bakura glared daggers at the band psycho. "But in all honesty, I'm glad you didn't. Ryou, you have been so good for Bakura. He has really turned his life around with your help. You both truly belong together. A match made in heaven. I am happy for both of you and cannot wait to see your relationship grow each day. I love you both and wish you the best!" Marik raises his glass, "To Ryou and Bakura!"

We all repeated his actions, "To Ryou and Bakura!" Another sip of champaign; the bubbles splash across my tastebuds and slide down my throat. Much more and I will be crossing the threshold into 'buzzed territory."

After some pleasant conversations, Ryou and Bakura stand to cut the cake. They each cut a small piece and held it up. Ryou gently glides the piece of cake to Bakura's lips. At the last second, he shoves the cake at Bakura's face and smears it across his mouth and cheeks. Sharp espresso blink in surprise. A cake covered smirk graces Bakura's lips as he retaliates and shoves the cake onto Ryou's lips and down his throat. He grabs Ryou and makes quick work of the sticky cake mess; giving Ryou a little tongue bath. Giggles flow from the smallest albino's lips while he is cleaned. The two are handed a moist towel while Pink Poising takes the stage to set up their instruments.

The little headliner, Rebecca, wore a black lace knee length dress with pink underneath it. The drummer, Serenity wore a long pink dress with a large black bow around her waist. They keyboardist, Anzu wore a pink corset with a long black skirt. Lastly, the guitarist, Mai, wore a tight pink dress with black ribbon lacing up the back and a short black trim flowed from the bottom of the tight pink dress.

Bakura stood and walked over to the band. The leaned over the stage and listened to Bakura. I wonder what he is saying. The grin at him and nod enthusiastically as they take their places. A cello and chair was placed on stage. I didn't know any of them knew how to play the cello.

Serenity sat in the chair and settled the cello between her legs. She tilted her head and closed her eyes.

The song began. A soft and beautiful melody. Rebecca grasps the microphone and sings. Bakura slowly turned to face Ryou. Every eye watched Bakura closely. The albino slowly made his way to Ryou.

Heart beats fast
Colors and promises

Bakura extends his hand to Ryou. The smallest albino smiles and accepts his hand. Bakura leads him to the center of the dancefloor.

How to be brave
How can I love when I'm afraid
To fall

Bakura gracefully brings Ryou to stand in front of him. Both of their hands raise in front of them; palm to palm. Bakura guides Ryou's hands up and over their heads and then out to the side.

But watching you stand alone
All of my doubt
Suddenly goes away somehow

Bakura guides one of Ryou's hands to rest on his shoulder. His now free hand glides down Ryou's slim body to rest on his hip. Bakura's other hand grasps Ryou's as he takes the lead in an elegant waltz; the long tails of his formal trench coat dust the ground as they dance. Who knew Bakura could waltz. This man is just full of surprises.

One step closer

I have died every day
waiting for you
Darlin' don't be afraid
I have loved you for a
Thousand years
I'll love you for a
Thousand more

Bakura spins Ryou out and then back towards him. Ryou's back was flush against Bakura's chest. Bakura whispers something into Ryou's ear which makes his smile grow larger. Bakura spins Ryou back around to face him as they continue their glide across the dance floor.

Time stands still
beauty in all he is
I will be brave
I will not let anything
Take away
What's standing in front of me
Every breath,
Every hour has come to this

One step closer

Bakura gracefully lifts Ryou over his head. The smallest albino beams down at Bakura as they twirl in circles.

I have died every day
Waiting for you
Darlin' don't be afraid
I have loved you for a
Thousand years
I'll love you for a
Thousand more

Bakura slowly glides Ryou back down until his feet touch the ground; the couple once again continuing their waltz.

And all along I believed
I would find you
Time has brought
Your heart to me
I have loved you for a
Thousand years
I'll love you for a
Thousand more

Glasses all around clink. A smirk crosses our base guitarist's lips. He nods to the crowd and dramatically dips Ryou. He kisses up Ryou's chest to his jaw and seals their lips in yet another passionate kiss.

One step closer
One step closer

Bakura slowly guides Ryou back up. Their foreheads touch as Bakura's arms circle around Ryou; and Ryou's circle around Bakura. Ryou lifts his chin and nibbles on Bakura's ear and leaves a trail of kisses across his jaw to his lips. The remain in each other's loving embrace kissing until the end of the song.

I have died every day
Waiting for you
Darlin' don't be afraid,
I have loved you for a
Thousand years
I'll love you for a
Thousand more

And all along I believed
I would find you
Time has brought
Your heart to me
I have loved you for a
Thousand years
I'll love you for a
Thousand more

Applause breaks out. Ryou's cheeks are dusted pink and a shy giggle escapes his lips. They bow to us before they beckon everyone to join them on the dance floor.

"Shall we?" I turn to Yugi. My petite rock angel nods.

"I thought you would never ask!" he giggles.

I roll my eyes playfully, "Their first dance has just ended. I wasn't able to ask you to dance any earlier than this."

Yugi sticks his tongue out at me and winks.

"Be careful with sticking that tongue of yours out. I may just find it too irresistible to ignore," I return his wink.

Pink Poison changes the music from soft and slow to upbeat and fun.

Hahahahahahahahaha
Dance

The energy in the room instantly skyrockets. I spin Yugi and pull him close to me; our bodies so close together, you couldn't even fit a pin between us. He grinds his hips into me. My hands glide from his shoulders to his hips.

Back door cracked
We don't need a key
We get in for free
No VIP sleaze

Drink that Kool-Aid
Follow my lead
Now you're one of us
You're coming with me

It's time to kill the lights
And shut the DJ down
(This place about to)
Tonight were taking over
No one's getting out

I look to the side and see Marik and Malik have Bakura and Ryou sandwitched between them.

"We should join them," Yugi tilts his head over to the group of our four other band mates.

"Sure! Let's go," I agree and take his head. We shimmy and dance over to the four. I'm not sure exactly how it happened, but I get pulled into the group before I could blink and wind up dancing between Mark and Ryou. Yugi is between Bakura and Malik.

This place about to blow
Blow
This place about to blow
Blow
This place about to blow
Blow
This place about to blow
Blow
This place about to

I feel Marik's hands trace my chest and grasp my thighs. His pelvis grinds against my ass and pushes me closer to Ryou. My hand traces Ryou's arm and guides it overhead where we join hands. He leans his torso into me and pushes his pelvis further against Bakura. Oh what a hot jumble we me be.

Now what (What)
We're taking control
We get what we want
We do what you don't

Dirt and glitter
Cover the floor
We're pretty and sick
We're young and we're bored (Ha)

Marik's hands find their way wrapped in my hair. He purrs in my ear the next lyrics.

It's time to lose your mind
And let the crazy out
(This place about to)
Tonight we're taking names

'Cause we don't mess around

We all join Pink Poison in singing. Only this time, we aren't singing for anyone else. Just for us. Just for the sheer fun of it!

This place about to blow
Blow
This place about to blow
Blow
This place about to blow
Blow
This place about to blow
Blow
This place about to

(Blow)

The lights fade in and out.

Go, go, go, go insane
Go insane
Throw some glitter
Make it rain on him
Let me see them hands
Let me, let me see them hands

Go insane
Go insane
Throw some glitter
Make it rain on him
Let me see them hands
Let me, let me see them hands (C'mon)

We are taking, over (Blow)

Rebecca raises her hands overhead and tilts her head backwards. The sprinklers above us come on; except, it's not water that's coming down on us. It's… paint! Neon paint of pink, green, yellow, orange, and blue. It smears all over our bodies and suits. The lights flash out and return as black lights; the people dancing all around us and the six of us all glow under the backlights. I reach past Ryou and smear the paint across Bakura's face. He smirks at me and repays the favor.

Get used to it, over (Blow)

This place about to blow
Blow
This place about to blow
Blow (Oh)
This place about to blow (Oh)
Blow
This place about to blow
Blow
This place about to

The girls wrap up the song and continue playing a variety of songs from romantic to those you can't just sit and not dance. The music pulls you to the dancefloor and entices you to jump around like insanity had consumed your brain; leaving nothing but craziness floating around in your noggin.

A lot of dancing and copious amounts of alcohol later, Bakura and Ryou locate Yugi and I to bid their farewells. It was time for the happy couple to leave. We congratulate them again and wave goodnight. I doubt we will even see them until late tomorrow if at all. Yugi yawns next to me signaling he is ready to leave as well.

I stumble a few steps before falling on my face. I may have overdone it just a little on the whole drinking thing. Yugi helps me up with some difficulty.

"Come on, Atemu, let's get to bed," the petite guitarist pulls me to lean against him. I shamelessly lean on him as we stumble out of the club and head back to our stateroom.