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Chapter One- The Confession

Ryou glanced out of the corner of his eye at Bakura before returning to his book. Bakura's cute in a dark kind of way that's attractive…or is that the wolf in me that thinks that? He shook his head slightly. Stop thinking like that! You are the wolf. One and the same. You find Bakura cute because you're attracted to him and his dark soul attracts your wolf side.

He shifted in his seat and looked out the window. It was the first full moon of the month and he needed to tell and show Bakura tonight because the second night was when all his primal and feral wolf instincts surface. He knew this because it happened last month: The first three nights he became a werewolf. He still remembered the attack vividly. It had been two months ago:

Ryou had been shopping and browsing alone one night in downtown. Bakura had decided to remain indoors and Ryou suspected he was probably plotting how to torment their friends. Ryou didn't like it when Bakura was plotting, but he acknowledged that he was powerless to stop him…well, maybe not powerless. He could try pleading and giving Bakura the famous puppy-dog eyes. Bakura tended to give in when Ryou utilized both as a combination.

There was rumble of thunder before it began to pour. Ryou put his arms over his head as he dashed into an empty building to wait out the rain. He went only a few steps before he learned that it wasn't empty. There was a large, black dog- no, wolf- with green eyes growling at him, his fur bristling. He slowly padded toward Ryou who froze where he was, thinking maybe if he stood still, the wolf would go past him. The wolf stopped beside him and then lunged down and bit Ryou on the leg. Ryou screamed as he crouched down to grab his leg.

Then, the wolf…spoke. "Now you are like me."

"Wh-what?"

"I'm a werewolf. I can talk and curse humans on the first and third nights of the full moon, but on the second night, I act like a real wolf. You will see what I mean next month." The wolf turned and padded out into the pouring rain, leaving Ryou shaking and scared.

Ryou did indeed see what the wolf meant the following month. The first night he found he had to undress before he changed otherwise the clothes would be destroyed. He had been alone and gazed into his mirror once he had changed. A large albino wolf with gold eyes looked back at him. He blinked and his muzzle parted slightly. His eyes were brown now. Is it because I'm not acting like a real wolf? Is it only on the second night that I have gold eyes?

Ryou took precautions the next day. He found a secluded park spot and removed his clothes. The moon rose and again Ryou had felt a burning sensation as well as strength flow through him, but this time primal and feral instincts took over his mind and body. He thought and acted like a wolf and when Ryou awoke in the morning he found that he remembered nothing from the night before. The third night was like the first one, only he experienced a deep, sexual desire to find a mate.

All of that brought Ryou to the present. He spent most of the month thinking he was sharing his body with a wolf spirit which made sense, seeing as he used to share his body with Bakura until the tomb robber found a way to have his own body. Ryou soon realized that there was no wolf spirit; he was half human and half wolf now, not two separate spirits in one body. His desire for a mate is what drove him to think of Bakura as cute. He'd probably make a great wolf, he thought dreamily. But who says he would want to be a werewolf or even my mate?

"Ryou?"

"Hmm?" Ryou looked up to see Bakura looking at him, slightly concerned.

"Are you all right? You've been shifting, squirming, and basically restless."

"I have?" He looked at the window again before putting the book aside and getting up. "There's a reason for all that. You see, a couple of months ago, I ran into a wolf who bit me and told me he was a werewolf."

"Wait. A talking wolf bit you and said he's a werewolf? And you're saying you're a werewolf now?"

Ryou nodded. "I learned that on the first and third full moon nights I can talk, bite people, and act like normal except I have four legs, a tail, and a fur coat. The second night is different. I become a real wolf. I have the mind and instincts of a wolf, but I don't remember what I do during that time."

"So, you're a dangerous animal once a month?" Bakura sounded skeptical and Ryou couldn't blame him. He'd be skeptical too if Bakura suddenly blurted out that he was a werewolf.

"That's right." Ryou pulled off his shirt. "I have to undress before I change. I learned that my first night. I changed and my clothes tore apart," he added at Bakura's shocked expression. He pulled off the rest of his clothes and stood in front of the mirror, his back to Bakura.

"Does it hurt?" Bakura asked softly. The thought of Ryou in pain hurt Bakura. He thought Ryou being a werewolf was cool, but not so much if pain was involved. His skepticism was still there, but the fact that Ryou was naked, diminished most of it.

"I feel a burning all over, but I think that's just my fur growing out. I also feel strength and power go through me." Ryou didn't mention his mating urge and so was surprised when Bakura said, "Ryou, what are you not telling me?"

Ryou was about to respond, to admit to wanting a mate when his body burned and he saw himself sprouting white fur while his muzzle grew out and his ears grew pointed and moved up. He saw his eyes flash gold before going back to brown. He arched his back before dropping of his newly formed paws and a bushy white tail swished through the air behind him as his body enlarged due to his muscles. Ryou let out a soft howl before shaking himself out and padding over to Bakura who looked at Ryou with amazement and awe, all skepticism completely gone.

Bakura leaned down and scratched behind one of Ryou's ears before moving down to scratch and stroke the chin. Ryou replied with a whine and a swishing tail. "I imagine that feels good. Now, tell me what you didn't say before."

"Hmm. What do you mean?" Ryou said, affecting an innocent tone.

"Ryou…" Bakura warned.

"Oh, all right. On my last full moon night last month, I felt a deep desire to find a mate and lately I've found myself thinking that you're cute in a dark kind of way."

"Have you? I'm flattered you think of me that way, but I don't think I'll ever feel the same way. I will admit that you look good as a wolf."

"I think so, too. I kind of like being a wolf, except for the second nights. I don't like acting and thinking like a wolf and not knowing what went on during that time."

Bakura chuckled. "Dear, Ryou. What probably happened was you probably hunted for food, maybe ran around and kept to yourself. I mean, I hadn't heard any news of a wild animal attack. Have you?"

"No, I haven't either. That does make me feel better. So, maybe tomorrow won't be so bad. I still don't like remembering nothing, but it seems like I'm a shy wolf."

"Yeah, it fits your personality." Bakura's eyes moved back and forth over Ryou's body. The fur was so soft, the body was lean and large due to the enlarged muscles; the ears were long and delicate as was the muzzle. Ryou tilted his head. "Bakura, you okay? You're looking at me funny."

Bakura blinked and shook his head. "Sorry, I was just admiring your wolf form. I guess I'm a little jealous."

Ryou yawned and stretched before going to his bed and jumping onto it. "Oh, okay. Well, good night."

"Good night, Ryou." Bakura turned off the light, got back into bed, and rolled over, his back to Ryou. Yes, he was jealous of Ryou being a werewolf. He wanted to be a werewolf! He knew he had to wait until after tomorrow night to ask Ryou to bite him. He doubted Ryou would refuse seeing as the white wolf saw him as a possible mate. I won't be Ryou's mate, but the two of us can have fun as wolves, he thought as he drifted off to sleep.

Ryou sighed as he shook himself out. Two night down and one to go before being human for a month until the next full moon. Last night was a blank as usual. Probably better that way; chances are I would have nightmares if I remembered what I did while wild.

There was a knock before he heard, "Ryou, it's me."

"Come in." The door opened and Bakura walked in. He crouched down in front of Ryou and stroked his head. He panted slightly and his tail swished. He loved Bakura's touches and that mating desire rose inside him, stronger than last time. His teeth itched to bite Bakura, make him a werewolf who might be his mate if his desire infected him as well. Ryou pushed that feeling aside: Bakura didn't see Ryou the way Ryou saw him. I can live with that as long as Bakura doesn't start treating me like a pet dog. I can resist my desire for a mate. If he does start treating me like a dog or makes dog comments, I probably will bite him as punishment for his actions or comments. Wait…why would I do that? Maybe it's a leftover feral feeling from last night. Bakura wouldn't treated me like that or make dog comments and if he did, I would remind him that I'm a werewolf, not a dog.

"Ryou, I have a question," Bakura said softly as he ruffled Ryou's fur, which felt great to the white wolf.

"Mmm. Ask away."

"Will you bite me?"

"You mean like if you hurt me by accident or something?"

"That's not what I meant and you know it. I want to be a werewolf too. I think the two of us can have fun together as wolves."

"Fun. Yeah, I like the sound of that. Is that the only reason?"

The tone in Ryou's question told Bakura that Ryou knew it wasn't, just as Bakura knew that Ryou wasn't being honest about his sexual desire. "I'm also jealous of you being a wolf. You make it sound cool, sans the second night thing."

"It is cool," Ryou agreed. He paused and then said, "I'm afraid this is going to hurt." He lunged and bit Bakura's arm who yelled and Ryou released.

Once the pain of the bite faded, Bakura took a shaky breath before saying, "So, I have to wait until next month. What can I expect until then?"

"Well, your senses will get sharper and you'll get stronger and faster too."

"Is that what you noticed when you were bitten?"

"Yeah, I did, but I didn't want to accept what they meant. I got used to them after my first change and accepted that I'm a werewolf."

"I can't believe you hid it from me that first month."

Ryou giggled. "Me either. I guess you rubbed off on me."