August 8th, 2012:

Bakura lounged back on the couch. His legs were extended so that his annoying, bastard friends couldn't sit there. That left the floor, the small arm chair that barely fit even one person, and pulling up an uncomfortable dinning chair. And Bakura felt no regret. If Malik and Marik were going to make Bakura cancel his plans with Ryou just so they could make out in a different environment, then he was going to give them a hard time. Although, the fact that they were on the floor didn't deter them in the slightest.

Bakura's eye twitched as things got a bit more physical. He bit his lip, trying not to just outright cuss them out.

"Was there any reason as to why you decided to come over?" Bakura strained out. "Aside from sexually assaulting my floor, I mean?" Marik moved his mouth from Malik's mouth to his neck.

"Well… It's not -gasp- like we've… seen very much -moan- of you… this… summ- OH!" Malik attempted. Bakura gritted his teeth.

"You're still not seeing me." Marik pulled away.

"I resent that! I'm seeing you now! And when I came in!"

"We haven't done anything! All I've done is cancel my previous plans to watch you two make out!"

Malik raised an eyebrow, his and Marik's activity momentarily paused.

"And what, pray tell, could be more important than us?"

"Ryou."

"But you've spent every single day of the summer with him! Aren't you getting even a little tired of seeing him all the time?" Marik complained. In Bakura's eyes, it was as if Marik had grown a new head.

"No! I love hanging out with Ryou! There's pretty much never a dull moment. And he's so funny and smart. And he has these little quirks. Like, he can't eat after someone, and he has to have a certain amount of milk in his cereal, and did you know-"

"Bakura. Shut! Up!" Malik said as 'nicely' as he could. "I don't want to hear about Ryou's cereal habits."

"You sound like a love-struck teenage girl… All you're missing is the high voice and constant giggling!" Bakura glared. Marik laughed. "Well, it's true!"

"I thought you guys would be happy I'm spending time with Ryou." Bakura pointed an accusing finger at Marik. "And I specifically remember you singing 'Mr. Lonely' a lot to me!" Marik grinned, starting up a round of 'Mr. Lonely.'

"Are you dating?" Malik asked over Marik's singing. Bakura shook his head. "Has Ryou dumped that good for nothing Hender, or whatever his name is?" Bakura shook his head once more. "Then it doesn't count."

Bakura stared for a moment.

"Are you kidding?" Malik scoffed.

"Oh, please. You're just hanging out as friends! He's not feeling anything besides the friend vibe from you. I bet you anything, if Hermes came back Ryou would leave you in two seconds!" Bakura glared but said nothing. He knew Malik was right. He just didn't want to admit it. The most romantic feeling he'd received from Ryou was when they went to the beach and they had, for lack of a better work, cuddled. And even then, it was probably more of a friendly 'I'm tired' sort of gesture.

Bakura gazed through the ceiling, not truly seeing as he drowned out the resumed make out noises. His thoughts trailed over Malik's words, and it hit him: Honda would come back.

So, just how much time did Bakura have left?

~ . ~

Ryou was bored.

Very bored, in fact. Bakura had canceled on him… The phone kept breaking up though, so Ryou didn't know exactly what had been said. Something about two high maintenance bunnies… Ryou had never known Bakura liked rabbits… In fact, he recalled a time in middle school where Bakura had chased the bunnies in his yard out into the street screaming: "And don't come back!" They did, of course, come back, though.

Regardless, now Ryou had nothing to-

Ryou was jolted out of his thoughts by the phone ringing. Picking it up, Ryou noted that the phone number caller id presented wasn't one he recognized. After the fourth ring, he answered.

"Hello?" Came his tentative voice.

"Ryou? Is that you?" Ryou gasped.

"Honda! Oh my God… Oh I haven't heard from you in months! How have you been? Was your trip good? What kind of places did you see? How are you even talking to me anyway? I thought your mom said-"

"Ryou! Woah! Haha! Breathe! We'll have plenty of time to talk when I get back, which is tonight by the way! I can't wait! I've missed you so much… I'm at the airport right now, using the public phone! It's about midnight here, I think, due to the whole time difference thing. Jetlag is going to be such a bitch when I come back… And- Ah! Crap! My mom found me… I have to go. I love yo—BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE…"

Ryou was grinning wildly, the phone still in his hand. Honda was coming back. Honda was coming back! Ryou bounced slightly and giggled. Honda had also said he loved him. It was cut off at the end but one could still tell. Ryou flopped back onto his bed, all thoughts of Bakura gone.

He was going to see Honda again… And soon.

~ . ~

August 9th, 2012:

Bakura lounged on the bench in front of a game store. Ryou was supposed meet him here so they could pick out a new game together. Ryou had finally finished Amnesia, and Bakura had been banned from Skyrim by Ryou. So they decided to find a game neither had played and work it out together. And with school starting in two weeks, they needed to hurry. Bakura glanced at his clock.

Ryou was late. Very late actually. In fact, Bakura had never seen him this late. What was going on? The worst slipped through Bakura's mind. Death, mugging, rape. The longer he waited, the more detailed it became.

Until…

Bakura sat straight as he strained his ears. He heard Ryou's laugh. Peering over a couple stores down, he spotted Ryou… With Honda…

Bakura's heart kicked his ribcage rather painfully. His throat coiled in on itself and he found it harder to breath. He had the urge to stop looking; to turn and run away, far away, lest he be caught staring. And how awkward that would be. Honda and Ryou finding him. Bakura, though, seemed frozen, unable to move from the scene, only one thought truly registering:

"If Hermes came back, Ryou would leave you in two seconds."

It was only when someone bumped into him, could he walk away. He had to. He'd call Ryou later, find out what had happened, ect. Be mad or sad or indifferent, forgiving or hostile. It didn't matter. He needed to go home. He wasn't sure what he would do there, but anywhere was better than here.

Ryou, unfortunately, had caught a glimpse of Bakura's retreating form. The guilt that flooded his mind was immeasurable. How could he do that? To Bakura! They'd had plans! And Ryou had blown him off! Granted, his boyfriend had finally come back after months of vacation, but it was no real excuse. Ryou had to make it up to him.

Ryou noticed the game store and new exactly what to do.

"Ryou?" The snap of two fingers brought him back. Honda looked a tad annoyed, and Ryou watched his eyes scanning the crowds, looking for whatever had diverted his attention. Ryou smiled.

"It nothing. I thought I saw a butterfly or something but I guess not. Hey, do you mind if we stop by this game store? I heard it has some pretty cool games!"

~ . ~

Ryou did make it up to Bakura. After Ryou had spent some time with Honda, he grabbed the new game he had gotten while on his date with Honda, some sleep over essentials, and snacks. He headed over to Bakura's and they spent some hours playing their new game and others eating, sleeping, peeing, and just general moving around. Before Ryou knew it, it was the 16th and he had forgotten again.

~ . ~

PLEASE TELL ME IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS ABOUT THIS CHAPTER! I take no pride in this chapter. I had a major writers block and boy is that difficult to work with when you have a deadline. So I only have about half the content in here that I wanted. I'm sorry I just gave you crap.

Yes, it's short. Yes, I'm sorry… It's probably not very good…

BUT NEXT CHAPTER SHALL BE BETTER! I PROMISE! It might even make you cry… who knows? Maybe I have a hidden talent for making people cry?

Started school! DX And with my last minute sort of attitude… I just hope I can work through it… It's my senior year and I've got quite some college work to do. Colleges to apply to, scholarships to try and win, blah, blah, blah… I don't expect much actual school work though. I only have four classes really! I know I'm supposed to have seven, but one of my classes takes up three periods and I have a study hall. And study halls don't count as classes.

So there shouldn't be too much of a problem, but in case there it: I WARNED YOU! :D :D :D You cannot sue me!

Hope you enjoyed it! :D

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