"Twitter?" Ryo asked with a quizzical expression on his face. Yugi leaned back against his chair and nodded. "Yup! Everyone seems to have one these days," he said cheerfully.

Still curious, Ryo asked the tri-coloured hair boy in front of him "Why do you have a twitter for? Isn't it just like facebook?"

Yugi chuckled and shrugged "I guess, but people mostly use it to tell every single detail of their lives and basically express how they feel."

"Oh..." the British-Japanese boy said, looking out the window from his seat in the class.

"Express your feelings huh..." he muttered, letting it go unheard to Yugi. His eyes narrowed as his hand gripped lightly on the leather rope holding the millennium ring that was hanging in front of his chest, glittering as the sun hits its gold surface. It was a while since the "legendary battle" was over, and everything has been settled between the Pharaoh and the King of Thieves. Since then, everything has been "okie dokie" as Yugi would say. Yet, the being inside the Millennium Ring struggled to live a normal life, and Ryou struggled to let the truth out.

Ryo blinked and was snapped out of his little trance as the school bell rang. The class let out a relieved sigh and the students start to push each other out of the classroom. "Well, see you next week Ryo-san! And you should consider giving twitter a try," Yugi said as he grabbed his bag and joined the rest of his friends out the classroom, leaving Ryo to himself. The white haired boy stood and collected his things, then exited the school as well. A few girls greeted him as he passes the school gate, and he simply smiled back politely.

His walk home was quite breezy today since it's almost the end of fall. Ryo grumbled slightly as dried leaves fell and got themselves stuck in his poofy white hair. He quietly cursed it for being so long and fluffy. Marik would laugh if he saw me like this... he thought to himself as he pulled the blue scarf around his neck a bit tighter to keep warm. He stopped to a nearby shop to buy some cooking supplies, continuing his journey home after.

Once he reached his apartment, he unlocked the door and dropped his school bag and groceries aside. With a sigh he dropped face first on the sofa, snuggling a pillow. His phone suddenly bleeped, so he sat up and checked the message. "Ah, it's from yugi-kun," he whispered to himself.

"Hey, Ryo-san! The gang and I were thinking of going to the mall this Sunday, we'd love it if you followed along. By the way, here's our twitter usernames if you decided on making one. See ya!" Ryo scanned the usernames with a smile.

Me: Cardgamesftw

Jonouchi: KatsuyaJonouchi1

Honda: HHonda

Anzu: DMagicianGirlAnzu

"Oh and here's Marik's." it said, followed by Marik's username. IshtarMarik.

"Huh, didn't know Marik was into social networks too," Ryo muttered to himself.

He replied Yugi's text saying he'll follow them to the mall and that he'll find their twitter once he made one. Snapping his phone shut he turned his laptop on and made himself a twitter account. "Name...Ryo Bakura...Location...Domino city..." he muttered to himself as his fingers glided on the keyboard. He smiled as his account was made, connecting it to his phone.

"What the hell are you doing?" a low voice breathed into his right ear so suddenly, making Ryo practically jump off the couch with a yelp.

He landed on the floor, legs still on the couch as he looked up to see his lookalike staring down at him with one of his eyebrows arching up questionably. Ryo sighed in relief, getting back on the couch and pointed the laptop screen to his lookalike.

"It's called twitter, Bakura" he said. The lookalike, Bakura, stared into the screen with an indifferent look on his face.

"Don't tell me this is going to be another one of your social network addictions, yadonushi," he said, making Ryo pout.

"I am not addicted!" he claimed as he typed a new status on facebook, saying "I have a twitter now! ryobakura"

Bakura rolled his eyes and pushed himself from the sofa. "Once you're done with that nonsense, make yourself useful and cook dinner," and with that he walked to his room, closing the door after.

Ryo's narrowed eyes trailed to where Bakura had just left. He quickly typed into his new twitter account.

"I wished you'd say it nicely…"

He sighed and closed his laptop and stuffed his phone into his pocket, then stood up and made his way to the kitchen where he left the groceries. Putting on an apron and tying his long hair back in a messy ponytail, he started with their dinner.

At the doorway of the kitchen, Bakura stood with his arms crossed, watching Ryo silently. He then glanced at his phone, reading something from the screen. He closed his eyes, muttering to himself, "I'm sorry…" He walked back to his room and closed the door.