Prologue
Things were finally getting back to normal… well, as normal as things could get, anyway. Well, not really normal, but routine at least.
Well, not really routine… but I digress.
Every morning seemed to be the same. At exactly 6:30am, Bakura's brown eyes would flutter open. Bakura always woke up at half past six, due to habit, mostly. About five minutes would pass, and then the alarm would go off in the next room. Shortly afterwards, normally after the alarm had beeped about seven times, there would be muffled noises, a thok as the alarm was turned off, and then a thump and an "oof!" as Yami Bakura fell out of bed.
About five minutes later still, Bakura would get up and make tea. The kettle would take exactly three and a half minutes to boil, and then Bakura would pour the water into the teapot. Bakura always made tea in the teapot. Then, he would put two tea bags into the water, stir it and remove said tea bags.
There were always three mugs on the table in front of the kettle (unless tea was being drunk), although one was rarely used. Bakura would pour milk, then tea into two of the mugs, before heaping at least three teaspoons of sugar into one and stirring it vigorously.
Bakura liked tea with lots of sugar. Yami Bakura didn't really like tea, but since he was technically British, he was forced to routinely drink it three times a day anyway.
The rest of the morning tended to be just as uninteresting as the first fifteen minutes. Bakura would make breakfast, eat it and leave some for his "brother" who probably wouldn't be up for at least half an hour more, clean up, wash, get dressed (for some reason he always got dressed after breakfast) and then go an bug Yami Bakura to get up.
The latter was always the hardest part. Bakura would normally have to steal the thief's duvet, then his pillow, hit him several times with either and then drag him out of bed before he finally accepted consciousness.
Then Yami Bakura would have to drink his cold tea ("You should get up earlier then" Bakura would always say if he complained) and eat his cold breakfast. He would get dressed and washed, and finally get ready for school.
Normally it would be about eight o'clock when all this had happened and the Bakurae finally went off to school.
Yes, it was all very normal, except that Yami Bakura wasn't really Bakura's brother and that both wielded the ancient powers of darkness.
But it would not stay normal for long…