Okayz, so. YAY, sequel. This will be set a few weeks or so after 'Such Horrible Things'. I got this idea somewhat from a book I've read, but it's not exactly the same. As most of my stories are, this will be angst-y, with a bit of humor added.

"BAKURA! GIVE MY HOMEWORK BACK!" Ryou screamed as he chased his yami around the living room. Currently, Bakura was running through the house, holding Ryou's homework to his chest, cackling. His reason for stealing it was simply because he felt it was taking up too much time between him and Ryou.

"NO! I will not give it back!" Bakura stated, before turning around and catching his hikari in a hug. He began to nuzzle into Ryou's neck, which made Ryou forget that Bakura took his homework. Until he heard the ripping of paper. Pulling back, he stared in disbelief at the torn papers. Bakura just gave a satisfied grunt before picking Ryou up.

"YAMI! Put me down! No! BAD YAMI!" Kicking and yelling as Bakura swung him over his shoulder, Ryou was angry. This was the third time Bakura had done this. And what was he supposed to tell his teachers? 'Oh, sorry. My psychotic Yami keeps ripping my paper's up because he wants to spend more time with me'. Ryou doubted it would work.

Sighing as he was roughly thrown on the bed, he figured his grades would just have to take a little dip. Because, who in their right mind, would refuse their incredibly handsome boyfriends loving? Not Ryou, that's for sure. Smiling up at his yami, Ryou yanked him down forcefully by his hair, before soothing it down.

"That, was for ripping my homework up again. Really Yami, can you not wait a bit?" Ryou laughed at the growl he got in response to his question. Reaching up, he lightly kissed Bakura, before settling back down on his blankets. When Bakura spooned up against him, Ryou smiled. Things had been wonderful lately. His friends were happy for them, because they'd seen how depressed Ryou had been without someone to love him.

Getting ready to fall asleep, Ryou was jolted awake by the front door slamming shut, and a voice calling out his name. Eyes wide open, the only thought running through Ryou's head, was fuck.

OoOoO Whose at the door(Like you can't tell....or maybe you can't O.o). Anyway, stick around. More fun to come, and who's home? :3 REVIEW!