Ashley- The gang Anzu joined is mostly made up of people's yamis. Well yeah... I mean it could be made up of Jou and Honda but that kind of knocks off the "Bad Boys" part...: ) Yamis are so much more bad boy.
You are most definitely entitled to your opinion.

You know..I think this is the second to last chapter? I think I must rewrite the last chapter then. It's not very good...

k bad title.

Chapter Fifteen: Confessions of a Teenage Gangster

Shizuka and Bakura had taken Mokuba home. So Anzu sat alone in Seto Kaiba's hospital room.

It was nighttime now, and she started feeling drowsy.

Anzu decided to leave for a few minutes. She hadn't eaten anything since this morning and her throat was parched. She headed downstairs. A hot cup of coffee was out there with her name on it.

Malik and Marik were in the lobby. Marik had fallen asleep, bent in an awkward position over the small sofa and Malik's shoulder. He was snoring.

"How is he?" asked Malik.

"Father's still the same."

"Where were you going?"

"Out for a walk."

Malik stood up, causing his cousin to fall face first into the cushion. "I'm coming with you."

"You don't have to—" Anzu started to say, but Malik cut her off.

"Not taking any more chances."

The night was chilled by the earlier rain, and Anzu shivered a little in the dampness. She and Malik were walking down the sidewalk, towards a small coffee shop at the end of the block.

Inside, she ordered a small cappuccino and Malik had a regular coffee. They sat down at a small booth near a window.

Malik finished his drink quickly. Anzu stirred hers absently.

"I've been meaning to ask you something," He said suddenly. She looked at him. "Well, I don't know how to say it," he stammered over the words he was about to speak.

"Just say it. Whatever's on your mind." She listened attentively.

"We are friends, aren't we?"

"Sure," Anzu said, getting an idea of where this was going.

"Um..." Malik reached out across the table and took her hand. "If it's all right with you, I'd like to be more than just friends...because..." He looked at a loss for words.

Anzu squeezed his hand reassuringly, saying, "It's okay. I know what you mean."

"So..." He looked at her hopefully.


Exiting the shop, the couple went back to the lonely hospital. Standing at the doors, they hesitated.

Then Malik put an arm around her waist and they went inside.