"Ryou."
"Hmm?" The boy had just hung up his jacket when he heard a deep voice coming from his left. His darker half was standing next to him.
And he looked rather tense.
There was a moment of awkward silence. Finally, Bakura's right arm suddenly shot out, revealing two slightly crumpled bits of paper.
"Here." He grunted in a strained voice.
Ryou looked at the two, tawny rectangles and blinked. "Oh, those are- movie tickets? For us?"
The former spirit only gave a curt nod.
The other duelist smiled happily. "Oh, that's great, Bakura! I'm glad you're finally enjoying the modern age! Are Malik and Marik meeting us there?" Ryou gave a very cheerful grin as he looked expectantly at his yami.
The thief visibly paled- of all the things to go wrong, this was not something he had anticipated.
"Um, no." He gave a rather rough cough. "These are for us." Uneasily trying to ward off any further misunderstanding, he gave a second cough. "Only. Us."
Ryou stared in disbelief, and his tone became rather subdued.
"Bakura... I'm sorry, but I really don't want to see 'A Modest Proposal' with you."
The revived Egyptian's gazed lowered slightly, but Ryou immediately went on. "That's supposed to be a romantic film about a philosopher and his wife during hard times- I'd rather see something we'd both enjoy." Ryou put a finger to his chin thoughtfully. "Maybe something 'horror,' like 'DeathMaker 5?'" He grinned teasingly. "Unless, of course, you've suddenly grown fond of sweetheart stories?" The pale teen wrinkled his nose in misgiving. "I mean, did you really want to see a romantic comedy?"
The ancient Egyptian snorted. "Hell no! I'd rather watch paint dry than see this crap!" He held out the two tickets with a revolted look. "But those two dumb tomb keepers insisted that I had to ask you out with a romantic show first!"
The shorter duelist sighed. "These wouldn't happen to be the same two tomb keepers who thought they could mow the front lawn with some rope, a cow, thirty-two coat-hangers, and a squirrel?"
"...fair point." Bakura eagerly tore up the tickets and turned to his hikari. "So, are you ready?"
Ryou grinned and pointed to the shredded pieces of paper lying on the floor. "Of course- but you do realize you could have exchanged those for a different show?"
"...sh*t."
The smaller duelist laughed. "Don't worry, tonight's on me- but you can grab the refreshments- deal?"
The former spirit gave a rather sly smirk. "I can grab the refreshments? Hmm, sure- that should work out just fine."
The white-haired hikari frowned as the thief turned around. "I mean, BUY the refreshments- as in, pay for them! Bakura! Bakura!"
Bakura just cackled as he ran to grab his trench coat.