WARNING: HINTS of tendershipping, fluff, yaoi.. it's not much but I thought I'd warn you.
Don't read between the ;,; symbols if you get queasy about same sex couples.
/祢'm sure It'll work this time! Just let me try. Was the yell that was heard all the way downstairs in the pub called the leaky cauldron. The bartender Tom, tried his best to not pay any mind to this argument that was once again raging from the room of his newest customer.
"No! You have already blown this room up five times! No!Tom took a tighter hold on the glass he was shining and was quite sure that he was already causing some scratches to form on the smooth surface from gripping the cloth so hard.
/韮ut yadounshiii-ii 年O!The other customers in the pub were already covering their tea cups and butter beers with papers or their hands..
/捻leeeease There was a moment of silence from upstairs and everyone in the pub knew what was going to happen next.
There was a loud explosion that shook the whole building and caused some debris and dust to fall from the ceiling, harmlessly settling on everyone and there was a collective sigh of relief as nothing larger decided to fall on them this time. And judging from the maniacal laughter there wouldn't be any more spells today.
Ryou was covering behind the overturned bed while. Waiting the shocks from the explosion settle before peeking over the edge of the bed at the spirit who was stewn across the floor, covered in soot, and laughing his face off.
Ryou carefully stood up and started to walk towards his other half while carefully avoiding the remains of the window, bedside table, bathroom door, two mirrors, and all of his newly bought books.
Ryou stopped by the spirit as he was trying to stand up while laughing. With poor results.
"I think that charms aren't your cup of tea The spirit chuckled at this a bit and said with a smile on his blackened face.
/祢 never liked tea anyway Then he turned to look at the thin stick in his hand with wonder and started waving it about a bit. While Ryou frantically tried to stay out of the path of the tip of it
/粘o how come you can make this darn thing work so well? All it ever does to me is blow things up There was a muttered 排epeatedlyas Ryou tried to secure the wand away from the way too amused three thousand year old spirit.
The spirit smirked a bit at his host and raised his hand up and away from his slightly shorter lighter half and laughed again. But as he lifted the wand up, it shot a blast of magic at the ceiling it was pointed at and Ryou flinched as some plaster rained down on them.
The spirit looked at the ceiling, puzzled. He didn't even say any incantation. This momentary distraction was all Ryou needed, and he grabbed the wand from the thief. Who in turn yelled out and tried to grab it back. No one stole from the thief king, no one.
Ryou stretched his hand as far as it would get from the thief and used his other one to keep him away from it.
"You're not getting it! Not anymore!Ryou struggled to keep the stronger man away from the wand. But just as the thief realized that he would win anyway, why not have a bit of fun as well.
Ryou only managed to glance at the playful smirk that etched itself across the thief's lips before he was tripped by the said thief.
Ryou yelped and managed to roll aside before the thief was on him and struggled up, only to be tackled back to the floor by the other. The two rolled on the floor, getting the soot and dust all over their clothes and hair.
They both laughed hard as they playfully fought over the wand, still miraculously in Ryou's possession. No punches were exchanged, but more than enough tickle attacks to border on torture.
After a while of rough housing Ryou began to tire. The spirit noted this and let the other have a slight breather, while still keeping him imprisoned on the floor beneath him.
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It was oddly soothing to see Ryou so winded, and smiling at the same time. His hair knotted, sooty and messily sprawled all over his face and the floor. Bakura couldn't help but allow a genuine smile to tug at his lips as Ryou gathered enough oxygen to finally try and focus on other things on the side of breathing.
He blinked at the spirit. He was lying all over him. Pinning him to the floor below. Some of the soot covering his face had been rubbed off during their small spar and the result made him look like he had just escaped from somewhere, almost unscathed.
He was also still a bit winded from before. Not nearly as much as Ryou was, but slightly. And that smile. It wasn't the usual smirk or grin that Ryou was used to seeing on his face, but a genuine smile. And it sent a small amount of butterflies in to his stomach.
"Spirit?was the careful almost shy whisper from the pinned man as Bakura carefully reached and brushed some hair away from his face, and then brought his fingers down to brush lightly as a feather at Ryou's jaw.
Ryou swallowed the small whimper like sound that was going to escape him then. What was the spirit thinking? What was he going to do? Why?
The thief leaned himself even closer to Ryou's face, balancing himself with his arms on both side of the other.
Ryou could feel the others breath brushing against his face gently, and he felt his heart rhythm pick up again and he closed his eyes. Not quite knowing why.
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The thief chuckled silently, taking a moment to look at his host, no. His other half up close. Even if he had been scrawny and weak during his teen age years. During the few years he had not been there to see, the scrawny teen had turned in to a fine young man.
There was a sudden knock on the door and the thief almost flew off the other as the said other quickly started to get off the floor to answer the door.
The spirit sprinted lightly over the sooty floor and settled next to the door to lean on the wall, ready to act if the person on the other side was hostile. And Ryou tried to smooth his ruffled look just before he opened the door to see the bartender standing there.
"Oh, Tom. How can I help you?Ryou smiled at the nervous balding man who looked at him with questions written all over his face.
"I just came here to make sure you're alright. It's been awfully quiet for a while now
Ryou blinked, had they really been so quiet that everyone downstairs had become worried for their health?
"I can assure you sir, that were completely fine Ryou said with a smile at the still visibly nervous bartender, who in turn nodded and told them to come get him if they needed anything.
Ryou in turn managed to reassure him that they would do just that, but for now they really were fine. Ryou closed the door and sighed in relief when he heard the silencing footsteps from outside, he was gone for now.
The spirit next to the door erupted in to a full blown laughter that would send chill's down anyone's spine if they didn't know that he was laughing in good humor.
/乃hat was priceless! And then his smile turned predatory and he fixed his eyes at poor Ryou. /Now where did we leave off?
Ryou tried to say something or perhaps he just took a breath, but nothing ever came of it for the spirit had already charged to tackle the boy again. As the two of them hit the floor again, there was a creak from the ceiling.
Both of the two glanced up just as the chandelier dropped in the middle of the room and shattered all over the floor. Adding to the already quite horrid chaos.
The two men stayed still, looking around the room, making sure that nothing was going to fall, crumble or collapse on them anymore.
"I think it's time we fixed the room again There was a non committal snort from the thief as he stood up and started to walk towards the bathroom.
/悩ou fix it. You're the one with the wand and the spells. Ryou struggled up from the floor, rubbing his sore lower back a bit. It was going to bruise.
"And what are you going to do meanwhile?There was a chuckle as the spirit strode over the fallen bathroom door. /忍ver heard of a shower? I certainly need one now.
Ryou was a bit miffed at this. 埜ho says you get the first turn?"
There was an evil laugh that floated about the room like shadows. /背e could always share.
Ryou went to cleaning the room with no further complaints, quite happy for the soot on his face. For his cheeks were certainly quite red right now.