"He asked about you, by the way-Geezus!" The pop spilt all over Anzu's flats, but that didn't really matter to me. "H-He did?"

"Really? Ugh, you're lucky these are crap anyways, or else I would've flipped some shit…"

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry," I apologized insincerely, "so…What did he say?" I watched Anzu intently as she was wiping as much of the liquid off her flats as she can. When she finished, she sat back down on her chair and sighed, as if regretting that she had mentioned anything. She locked her eyes on me and frowned. "You can't tell me you're actually still into him after that, are you?"

I winced and avoided her look. After I ran out into Yu-gi's car, he offered to drive me home with Anzu providing directions since I was in a fit of emotional turmoil at the time. After that, well, I don't know how to explain. The 3 weeks that passed was just an empty pit of depression. The more I dwelled on it, the more I wanted to kill my pitiful self. Anzu spent every ounce of her time she could with me afterwards, despite her busy schedule. Yu-gi was right; I am lucky to have her as a friend. However, no matter how much she spent trying to get the experience out of my mind, it only ended in futile attempts. The touch of his hands, the warmth of his skin, and the sensations that shocked through my body when he penetrated me, whether it was his sleek, wet tongue, or large girth; I wanted it. I needed it and it was tearing me apart.

"Ryou?"

"…Yeah?"

"Please try to forget about it. For me?"

I looked away and slowly nodded.

'I'm home', I would say when I walk into my empty apartment. The creak echoed throughout the unit and I dragged myself into my room. Sliding into my bed, I pulled the blankets over, drowning myself In darkness and warmth. This had become a nightly routine after that night and I didn't care. I just wanted to be left alone with my thoughts and fantasies about him. I would give anything if it meant having him touch me like that again. I could feel my hand slither into my pants, grabbing a hold of my own arousal as images of the scenario began flowing through like a slideshow in my head. I moaned and gasped as I pumped myself, pretending my hand was another. The beautiful, beautiful other. Faster and faster, I continued until I reached my peak and spilt all over my sheets. The laughed to myself, however, knowing that the pleasure I felt now could never compare to then.

After throwing the sheets in the laundry and cleaning whatever trace of liquid on me, I sat in front of my laptop, immediately checking Bakura's profile on a social site. His profile picture consisted of him wearing a dazzling smile…and an arm around another girl. I could feel the heat well up inside me and gritted my teeth. I saved the picture onto my comp and instantly cropped out the female, feeling much more pleased with the finished product. My eyes wandered around the pixilated body, remembering all the heated sensations flowing through me, until a message popped up.

Anzu: hey

Ryou: sup.

Anzu: you alright? I'm sorry I had to leave so suddenly ):

Ryou: s'ok. I was in a hurry, too.

Anzu: I know how you feel, Ryou.

I laughed out loud when I read that. There was no way she would be able to sympathize. I felt almost a bit angry, but I kept that away from my words.

Ryou: :S well, whatever. It sucks, yeah, but like…what can I do? Maybe he doesn't even remember.

But I didn't want him to. I wanted him to remember every single moment of it. I wanted him to remember how much love and lust I felt for him at that moment. If only…

Anzu: Yeah, about that…I forgot to continue earlier…

Ryou: ?

Anzu: Well, remember I said he asked about you? Yeah, he didn't forget.

My heart skipped a beat.

Ryou: …shit.

Anzu: Nonono, he actually felt really bad.

Anzu: and like

Anzu: actually wants to apologize o-o

I raised an eyebrow at my laptop. Was she being serious?

Ryou: ...

Anzu: Look, just…First off. I don't want you to freak out like last time, but I also don't want you to get hurt, but you're like my best friend and I don't want you to regret something and put the blame all on yourself…soooo…

Ryou: What?

Two seconds…

10 seconds…

Anzu: I gave him your number.

…My eyes widened; but not only at the last message…but rather the loud ringtone that suddenly played throughout my room.

A/N: LOL DUNDUNDUN DUUUUUUUUUUUN! I'm sorry this chapter is so pathetic. I just wanted to give out something to let you guys know that I'm still writing this! Two more weeks of summer school until I treat you guys to all the yummy hikarishipping you want! Reviews are appreciated! Thanks!