A/N Ryou Bakura is called Ryou Florence here to avoid confusion.
Out of Class
Chapter One
By JadenXJesse lover
"Ryou! Your mother and father have requested your presence in the downstairs parlour." Jeeves, the loyal butler, informed the young master Ryou.
"Oh, but Jeeves! I've nearly finished this scale model of Henry VIII's very own Mary Rose, with my personal touches of course."
"It's important Master Ryou." Stated Jeeves, "Very well."
He walked down the white marble stairs in the white-washed walls of Florence Manor. He passed the many banisters showing their family's past, originating from the exotic lands of Japan. Soon he reached the wonderfully decorated parlour, full of memorabilia and prizes.
"Ah yes Ryou, as you know you have always been a great help to the community in providing entertainment and your presence at the parties we've held. For this we would like to reward you by letting you roam along the streets of Norfolk, free to interact and trade as you please." His mother proudly declared
"Thank you mother! Thank you father!" If he were a normal boy he would have hugged his parents, however as an upper class child he was taught it unreasonable.
He ran joyfully to his room, grabbing his bodice and pantaloons, and began to change. Once finished, he was escorted into a horse-driven cart by Jeeves and they began their trip towards the less fortunate areas of Norfolk. Along the way he saw children of the same age, playing football in the mud and stealing from the various stalls. He saw the cobbled roads turning into unmanaged dirt roads which are used by all of the society.
Once they reached the city centre, Ryou quickly got off in giddiness and excitement. He ran towards each and every stall he saw, observing all the candles, clothes, fish, crafts...etc. But then a huge rush of people came down from the coal mines, south of the city, and managed to separate Ryou and Jeeves. He was pushed to and fro because of the rushing miners and ended up falling down in a narrow ally.
"You' all right mate?" A tall, dark figure held out his dirty hands and offered Ryou help. Ryou accepted the help and once up he saw the beautiful, very white-blue haired face of Bakura. He had cute sapphire eyes and, though it was covered in soot and dirt, his pale white skin glimmered and filled Ryou with delight. "Did you get hurt?"
"N-no just a bruise here and there..." but he knew that wasn't all, his leg was broken in the fall and a small patch skin was ripped off with friction; he didn't tell Bakura as he didn't want him to be in too much trouble. But Bakura wasn't stupid; he noticed the limp straight away and insisted that Ryou was to come with him to his small apartment until he was healed.
Bakura's apartment was small and damp, but Ryou ignored this completely and was concentrating on how cute and beautiful Bakura was. His strong, muscular arms helped Ryou limped to a chair and Bakura quickly bandaged the big cut and elevate the legs to prevent blood circulating in to the leg and cause pain. He was comforting and heavenly, his handsome white hair shimmered because of the blazing sun through the window, his thin yet muscular body sliced the air as he moved around.
Ryou knew this was wrong, but it felt so perfect with Bakura, he was crude, rough and a much lower down the social class yet still handsome and better than any girls of his valour and class. He stayed there for the night, knowing his parents would be rather cross, and slept beside Bakura (there was only one bed). He didn't realise it, but he snuggled tightly next to Bakura and soon fell asleep in the warmth comfort of Bakura's chest.
Morning
Ryou awoke from the best sleep of his life and found Bakura still beside him, innocently sleeping. Yes! It's not a dream!
Bakura looked so angelic fast asleep, Ryou couldn't help but to run his fingers through his spiky, white hair and was greeted by the sickening smell of coal, which didn't deter him at all. And then he felt something deep in his heart, something he never felt for a girl, it was a feeling of paradise and this feeling kept pushing him. At first he tried to ignore it but he soon gave into it and kissed Bakura on the lips. At first he found no reply save the soft, moist lips on the pale white face but was then greeted by longue, warm tongue licking at his lips. Ryou responded by embracing the tongue with his own and licked wildly at one both knew they were in love...
But then suddenly, the door was broken down and in came in Jeeves, "MASTER RYOU! BY OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
