Oh geez, is it bad to shipped with so many guys? I finally got the hang of how to update chapters and such, so they'll be a bit more activity going on. Yay, enjoy this chapter.

"Ryou? What are you-"

"What are you doing up here?!" He cut her off

"I-I accidentally got locked out..."

Ryou just sighed, he looked at her with a worried face. "Well come inside then, you shouldn't be out here any longer." She nodded and steadily rose up, but with little energy she had, she ended up tripping over her own feet, and straight into Ryou. He caught her in time. "(Y/n) you're,..so cold." He couldn't believe that the thing he was holding was still alive. This didn't last long because a crack of lightning was heard from a few miles away, scaring both of them. "Come on! Inside!" He pleaded. She quickly grabbed the basket of laundry and rushed passed the door. Ryou followed close by and shut the door almost immediately after he had gone inside.

The two were at the top of the concrete steps, looking at each other. (Y/n) looked down at the basket in her hands with a sorrowful expression, then turned away to go down the stairs. Ryou, following her lead like before, headed down as well. He could hear a loud roar of thunder behind him, but this time, it didn't even phase him.

They had reached the end of the hallway, so Ryou shut the second door, cutting off the sound of rain completely. Well coming from the end of the hallway anyway. They could still hear the rain coming down on the building like a bunch of bricks. He helped her get to her room since her walking seemed to stagger a bit. They reached her door and she let herself in, dropping the clothes instantly. (Y/n) turned to Ryou who stood in the doorway. She smiled, tucking a wet, stray hair behind her ear. "Thank you." And with that, she placed a small, yet soft kiss on his cheek.

Ryou's POV

I felt it. Her mouth was small, but I could feel the warmth of her lips. Of all the parts on her body that were cold, her lips weren't. My face had turn feverishly red as she closed the door behind her. A gasped had escaped my lips.

' A kiss...a kiss...a kiss! Why am I getting so excited about this? This small action that lovers do on a regular basis...we're not lovers, even though I have liked (Y/n), it's not as though she feels the same way. It was so small...'

My faced turned positively drunk with happiness. A sigh escaped my lips as my heart began to resume its normal pace.

'How peculiar, I feel as though I'm forgetting something...OH BUGGER! MY STEW!'

Narrator's POV

After (Y/n) had closed the door behind her, she decided to take a quick shower before the power went out. She walked into her own personal bathroom and began stripping her wet clothes off. Man was she glad to be out of those.

The steaming water came down in constant amounts, relaxing her sore muscles and loosening any knots she had. Then came the sweet smell of shampoo that she ran through her hair, (favorite scent). A quick shave of her legs and underarms, and she was nearly done. Finally washing out any remaining soap in her hair, (Y/n) was ready to step out when...

Bzzt!

Pitch black, everywhere. Almost like a black hole had swallowed everything. She stood in the quiet shower, water droplets falling off her body, and hair soaked to the top of her head.

"...Yup..."

Her luck with water wasn't all too great today. She sighed about a years worth of sighs, then attempted to find her towel that she placed on the toilet. With some luck, and running into the wall, her hand reached the fluffy fabric that did nothing to help navigate. She ruffled her hair slightly, so that it wouldn't drip all over the carpet, then wrapped it around herself. "(Y/n)?! Where in the bloody hell are you?!" A voice she knew all too well, was heard from the hallway. Then she heard a loud thump coming from the wall outside, accompanied by some swearing. "I'm in my room Bakura!" She chuckled. The knob to her room turned, and the door flung open.

"I didn't say you could come in though!" Making sure the towel was securely around her.

"Why does it matter? It's pitch black anyway." He grunted

She couldn't see it, but she knew he rolled his eyes.

"I-I'm only wearing a towel, so just wait 'til I actually get some clothes on you pervert."

"What did you just call me?"

"You heard me, now get out!"

"I have just about had it up to here with you!" He raised his hand as high as it went.

"I can't see anything moron, or have you forgotten that the power is out?"

"You know, back in Egypt, women were always so loyal and obedient. Why can't you be anything like that?!"

(Y/n) snapped. If there was a mother of all insults, that one would bring it to shame.

"You take that back!" With her left hand she grasped the collar of his shirt, then raised her closed fist of her right hand, ready to swing. Bakura saw what was coming, but didn't have enough time to react, so he closed his eyes, bracing for impact. Suddenly a bright flash of light came from the entrance of the room.

"What...are you two doing?" Marik stood there, holding a flashlight, his eyes still slightly clouded by sleep.

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