Blue Stockings.

Warnings: Swearing! YAOI, Yami/Hikari slashing! My humour…

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Thankyou to Flacks, subaru1999, Yukirimi, KATZUNITED-MEOW- and j bear!!! You guys were the inspiration for writing this chapter and posting it as fast as I could! And you were also the reason that…

Ryou was very happy this Christmas… Bakura was very psychopathic this Christmas.

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Disclaimer - I don't even own underwear … apparently… what makes you think I own a popular million dollar making anime?!


Chapter eight.

The shrill shriek of, a rather expensive, alarm clock, rang through out the room and within seconds Yami was up, out of bed, and turning off said clock with a small smile.

There was a reason why Yami was so happy at 6 o clock in the morning… it was the first day back at school, for the next semester. Term three… the longest school term of them all, and Yami's favourite time of the year.

Unlike most teenagers his age, Yami Atem actually enjoyed school. He enjoyed getting up early, doing homework, extra curriculum activities, sports club, school captain work and responsibilities and learning… but the thing he liked most about school was… the absolute necessity of punctuality, one needed, if they wanted to pass. It was the order and the continuous circle of patterned lifestyles that Yami couldn't help but worship.

After putting on his running gear, he made his way downstairs and, as usual, his parents were still asleep. Making up some porridge and a small bowl of fruit he quickly scoffed the food down before taking a few gulps of water. Leaving his dishes in the sink, knowing full well that his mother would get to them later, he did a few warm up stretches before making his way out into the brisk winter air. Blowing into his hands, trying to keep some small part of him warm, he jogged on the spot, for a minute or two, before running past Yugi's house, looking up at the window and smiling as, like every other time he ran, Yugi watched and waved him off from his bedroom window. Waving back to the boy, his smile increasing, Yami continued off on his early morning jog, setting his wrist watch alarm so that he could come home in time for a shower, change into his uniform and leave for school.


Meanwhile…

Bakura Akefia, slept.


Back with Yami…

After an hour an a half of running, his usual running track around the city park, Yami finally made his way home. Stretching for a few moments against the white picket fence of his house, he made his way inside before commencing his usual morning routine, which was; taking a shower, hoping out, putting on his uniform, styling his hair, brushing his teeth, shinning his shoes, putting said shoes on, collecting his bag and lunch before leaving the house once more, kissing his mother on the cheek as he went and nodding goodbye to his father who simply nodded back as he continued to read the newspaper.


Meanwhile…

Bakura still slept.


Back with Yami again…

Waiting for Yugi to get ready for school was probably one of the hardest things Yami had to do. Yugi wasn't ready at the same time everyday, like he was, … he was ready at different, altering, times. Sometimes he was ready to leave at 8:15 am... Other times it was 8:30 am... And sometimes, if Yami was really lucky, he was ready at 8:05 am. It annoyed Yami…and usually he tried his best to avoid people who were random or scattered … usually he wouldn't have waited for someone like that… but Yugi was special to Yami, in more ways than he would like to admit… so, against his very nature, core, and soul… he waited for the boy… and unfortunately for Yami today was an 8:35 am day…. He was waiting a fair while.


Meanwhile…

Finally, at 10:07 am Bakura woke up to his phone ringing, quite loudly, in his ear.

Cursing whoever was stupid enough to call him and wake him up in the morning after a late nights shift at work, Bakura picked up the phone and screamed.

"WHAT?! WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?!"

"Bakura, get your lazy arse to school…. don't make me make Seto an excuse to give you a detention on the first day of third semester!" the voice of one of his sensei's, Jounouchi Katsuya, lectured from over the phone.

"What are you talking about… it's only… oh hey it's 10 o clock. How about that? Look, sensei, I was up all night working and I really couldn't give a rat's arse about running over to school today so why don't you just tell them I'm just sick, okay?!" Bakura hissed into the receiver.

"Look Bakura, the school's been really lenient on you and Marik because you're both living by yourselves without parents and you two have to work to pay for rent, food and bills… but when you're on a tax payers funded scholarship for school you bloody well had better turn up! If you keep failing the money will eventually run out and you two will be without an education!"

"Oh no. How terrible. Please… I'd be happy to be rid of school… what's the use of a fucking education for someone like Marik or me anyway?! We're deadbeats who will have deadbeat jobs cause no upscale business is going to hire two druggies who have no work ethic or social skills! SO FUCK OFF!" Bakura screamed, panting slightly out of breath after his rant.

There was silence for a moment or two before Jounouchi tried to reason with Bakura once more.

"Ryou said she was looking forward to seeing you today… she looked really disappointed when you didn't show up…"

"…FUCKEN, SHIT, BOLLICKS, CRAP! Why is everyone privy to my fucken private life?!" Bakura screeched as he kicked himself out of bed, falling onto the floor as he did so.

"Hmmm, I dunno… why does Marik have such a big mouth?" Jounouchi replied cheekily before hanging up on the boy, knowing for certain that he would be at school within the next two hours.

Hoping into the shower for a minute at most, he quickly jumped out and lazily chucked on his school uniform, not caring that he had thrown on his summer uniform shorts instead of winter uniform pants, and simply ignoring the fact that his tie was tied into a basic knot one would use to tie up a rope instead of an actual tie knot. Running through the hall way of his house, he quickly nicked into the kitchen to grab a slice of bread before running back out into the hall and out the front door, locking it behind him.

Starting his car, after a few tries, he began his drive to school whilst he grumbled about his lack of breakfast and how the bread tasted funny and gross and something small about killing Marik when the time was right.

After a forty minute drive, Bakura finally arrived at the school, just in time for lunch. Slamming his car door shut, he locked it before safely tucking the keys away in his side pocket.

Making his way across the oval, he finally made it to the school yard next to the canteen and was happy to find Ryou, Marik, Malik… and the little runt Yugi… all sitting together at the one table.

"Oi~ there he is! Bakura! Come sit with us, ya tool!" Malik screamed as Marik gave him a coy smirk and an aloof wave.

Making his way over to the table he sat down beside Ryou before collapsing on top of the poor boy.

"Eeep! Bakura-kun! You… what are you doing?!" Ryou shrieked as he looked up at the older boy sprawled on top of him.

Mumbling into Ryou's shoulder, Bakura let himself nuzzle his face into the crook of Ryou's neck before letting his hand run up the younger ones thigh, making it's way to Ryou's stomach, before tickling him relentlessly.

Giggling and laughing for a while, the two finally broke apart as they felt their friends stares being cast upon them.

There was silence for a moment as Bakura got off of Ryou, reluctantly, grumbling and cursing under his breath, as Ryou blushed a bright vermillion red and twirled his hair in anxiousness.

"My, how close the two of you have gotten… anything we should know?" Marik asked with a knowing smirk, Yugi and Malik nodding in agreement behind him.

"Er, well… um… you see… Bakura and I couldn't exactly get hold of you, you see, and so… we thought it would be nice if we hung out together instead… so we did… and I guess we just became closer friends or something…" Ryou stuttered and he fidgeted with his own fingers, kicking his legs about under the table in nervousness and embarrassment of having everyone's attention centre on himself and Bakura.

"Sooo… are you guys an item or something?" Malik asked with interest, as he quirked an eyebrow at the two.

"NO! Absolutely not! We… we're just friends… that's all… right Bakura?" Ryou exclaimed loudly before looking to Bakura for reaffirmation on the subject at hand.

"Huh? Ah, yeah… I guess." he said dully, his smile now replaced with a small scowl.

"See! That's better! Honestly, what a thing to say. Now! On to important business… why couldn't we get a hold of either of you? We tried emailing you, calling you, everything!" Ryou said, with wide eyes, and immediately, Malik and Marik took to joining Bakura in frowning as they looked intently at the table.

"I had a detention after the party… and Mai-sensei got all huffy with me cause my writin' sucked. So she goes ahead and calls my sister and tells her how bad I'm doin' and how many times I've skipped! So Ishizu, the dumb bitch, goes ahead and locks me in my room! She took my computer, my mobile… she even took my Marik away from me! And now I have to come and go to school everyday from 9 am until 5 pm! It sucks!" Malik hollered as he jumped up from his seat at the table and kicked a near by rubbish bin.

"Oh, that's terrible Malik!" Ryou consoled his friend, making Bakura snicker in response.

"Terrible?! Have you seen his room… fuck, I wouldn't mind being trapped in there… it has it's own bathroom and balcony and shit! He even has one of those fancy chandeliers in there and room service!" Bakura shouted in amusement causing Malik to glare at him.

"Umm, the door to my balcony was locked, I'll have you know." he rebutted making Bakura smirk.

"Oh no, the tragedy you must have endured… the balcony to your luxurious bedroom was locked... Whatever did you do?" the white haired boy mocked the other before kicking him in the shin.

"Fucking idiot." he muttered as Malik howled and nursed his now injured shin.

"STOP BASHING ME FOR NO REASON!" he squealed as Marik sighed.

"Okay, okay, stop. No one's bashing anyone anymore… until later of course. Look, problem is Malik's got to be at school all the time now… His sister and the school are reinforcing it… I'm going to come to school as often as possible now too… to keep him company, like the nice person I am." Marik explained.

"Hmmm, you, nice?… Nope, don't believe that. My thought is you don't want some other guy getting to Malik's sweet ass when you're not around… especially at school with all these hormonal teenagers, hanging around, wanting to experiment and all…" Bakura laughed resulting in glares from everyone at the table… except for Ryou who simply smiled kindly to him… which meant that 'she' either wasn't listening or 'she' just didn't understand … either was possible in Bakura's mind.

"Hey, wait… school doesn't run until 5 pm, it finishes at 3…. Why do you have to stay until 5?" Ryou asked suddenly, making the others also curios s to why Malik had to stay so late after school.

"Well…" Malik began to explain but was cut of by the over head speaker.

"Will Ryou Bakura please come to the principles office. Ryou Bakura. Please come to the principles office at once. Ryou Bakura."

Ryou blinked as he looked up at the speaker and nodded.

"Okay, I'm on my way… just… just give me a second… please… I'm on my way!" Ryou called out to the speaker as he clumsily hoped up from the table, packed up his lunch and ran off in the direction of the principles office.

People, who were standing or sitting nearby, all watched as Ryou left, waiting for him to be out of sight as they began to mumble and question just why Ryou had been called to such a place as the principles office on the first day back at school.

"I wonder if she's in trouble! Maybe I should ask her…" a random nearby boy piped up.

"Pft… you just want a date with her." His friend interjected.

"I bet she's just up for some award or something… best behaving 'Brit' in the school!" A girl laughed as he friend shook her head.

"I heard she turned down an offer to skip a grade, she's pretty exceptional." the other girl said.

"Really? I just think she's stupid… who would turn down something like that- HEY!" Another girl began but was cut off by a sandwich being thrown at her.

"Fuck off you little snobs! Learn some friggin manners or something and then go Suck. My. Cock!" Malik yelled angrily. He was already in a bad mood today and he didn't need people mouthing off his friends when they weren't around to defend themselves.

"You say that shit about Ryou all the time!" Bakura and Marik said simultaneously, giving him a look of confusion as he turned his nose up in the air with a small 'hmph'.

"Yeah, but I say it to her face and I don't mean any of it, so it's different." he reasoned making the other three boys roll there eyes.

"Hmmm, but still, I have to wonder… why is Ryou-chan being called to the principles office?" Yugi thought aloud making the others jump at the fact he was still there… he was kinda quiet so it was easy to forget his presence.


Ryou bit at his lip in nervousness as he fiddled with the hem of his skirt. He had several little traits that popped up from time to time when he was anxious or nervous or feeling slightly uncomfortable... Right now it was all three and he was having trouble deciding on which trait to exhibit.

"You can go in now, dear." Mrs Kito said warmly, gesturing for the nervous wreak, that was Ryou, to enter the principles office.

Ryou was quite surprised, upon entering, to find not only Mr. Motou, the principle, there… but two of his teachers and Malik's sister as well. Gulping, in even more nervousness than before, he slowly made his way into the room.

"Ah, Ryou~ Come take a seat… would you like a chocolate? Maybe a lolly of some kind?" Mr. Motou kindly offered as he held out a bowl full of lollies and chocolates for Ryou to take as he pleased.

"Um… no thanky- wait is that bubble gum?" Ryou asked as he looked into the bowl, eyeing a certain lolly he liked very much.

"Let me have a look… why yes! Yes it is! Here, have some!" the old man exclaimed as he handed Ryou the bubble gum he wanted.

"Why thankyou very much, sir!" he grinned, putting the gum into his mouth and munching happily.

"How is it?!" The principle asked happily as Seto Kaiba's frown deepened behind him.

"Sir… there are matters at hand… I'm sure you wouldn't want to keep Ryou from class, so if we could hurry this long…" Kaiba hissed as he grit his teeth, slowly, in frustration.

"Oh! Um, yes! Right! Ryou Bakura, we wanted to talk to you about something of great importance… it's… it's… what was it again?"

"About the Ishtar boy… remember sir… after school-"

"Oh, yes, yes! I remember. Right, about the Ishtar boy… we understand that Malik is having some troubles in school… and it is of our understanding that you are a good friend of his… is that correct?" The principle question with a kind smile.

Ryou nodded as he obsessively began to chew his gum, he thought it was better to let his anxiousness out on his gum instead of his bottom lip… like he usually did.

"Yes, sir."

"Well, we were talking, over the autumn holidays, your teachers, Miss Ishizu and I, and we've decided that it would be most beneficial for Malik to learn from someone he trusts and likes." Mr. Motou explained simply before Mai-sensei jumped in.

"We believe it would be best for him if he were to have extra study time… one on one, with a tutor after school along with one Bakura Akefia and Marik Ra. We thought that it would be beneficial for them to learn to study together and it would also help you as well. You would have to learn things from year twelve subjects in order to tutor both Marik and Bakura… the study session would run from 3 pm until 5 pm and you are in charge of what you want to teach them. What do you say? You can give us an answer by the end of the week if you feel it's something you have to think over." Mai explained, her tone as caring and motherly as ever.

"Oh… um… well they're my friends… so of course I'd love to help them study… but I'm just worried about my own studies… this sounds like a lot of work, I don't want to fall behind in any of my own work, my father would be very cross with me if I did!" the young boy stuttered before blowing a bubble from his gum and watching it pop with a loud 'smack' kind of sound.

"Well, think it over, we can wait until the end of the week… we'd just like the sessions to start straight away."

"Isn't there anyone more capable than myself, though? Like… I'm not the smartest girl… or even student in the school, surely Yami would be far better suited to something like this…or any other year twelve for that matter." he gulped.

"Yami has a lot going on at the moment, besides, we don't want to interfere with any of the year twelves work loads… it's an important year for them and they require our full attention and care, that's why we thought that a year eleven would be perfect. You're top of your year level and you're friends with these boys. I think they would learn best from you… we all do."

Ryou frowned before blowing another bubble out of his gum, jolting slightly, in surprise, as Kaiba stormed over and whacked him lightly on the back of his head making the gum fly out of his mouth and into the teachers hand. Kaiba scowled at him before placing the gum into the bin and wiping his hand clean with a tissue Ryou couldn't help but stick his tongue out at Kaiba, whilst his back was turned of course.

Thinking, for a moment or two, as he stared at his shoes he came to a decision. Nodding, to himself, in determination before looking the principle straight in the eyes he gave them his answer.

"Okay, I'll do it. But only if I can quit at anytime for any given reason…they're my friends and I don't want this to come between us." Ryou stated with a small pout before his smile returned and he stood up from his seat.

Bowing to the teachers and then to Miss Ishizu, Ryou made his way out of the principles office and back to where his friends were still seated.

"Ryou! What happened?! …were you a naughty little girl?" Malik teased making Ryou blush and shake his head vigorously.

"N-no… um…. Actually… the meeting was about you… all of you… except you, Yugi… sorry."

Yugi just simply shrugged with a smile as Marik, Bakura and Malik all looked up at Ryou with interest and curiosity.

"What about us?!" Bakura demanded making Ryou jump slightly.

"Oh um… just… well… the teachers apparently want you to be tutored… by me… after school." Ryou 'eeped' out before running behind Yugi, using him as a human shield.

"Hey!" Yugi cried out in terror as the three Egyptians rounded up on the two of them.

"What?! That sucks balls! Why would they want that to happen?!" Malik screeched before he was hit over the head by Bakura.

"OW! MOTHERFUCKER!" Malik screamed as Marik patted him in pretend sympathy.

"They want it to happen because of you, dingbat! This is all because of you! If you could just read or write properly, we wouldn't be having this sort of problem! Why are you so fucking stupid?!" Bakura screamed at Malik, the younger boy going completely silent and looking down at his shoes.

"I try my best… but words don't work for me…you know they don't…" Malik said softly, lightly picking at his fingernails as he avoided eye contact with the rest of the group. Although it was unspoken, it was well known, by those who knew Malik well, that he hated feeling stupid… he always tried his best but every failure piled up in the back of his mind and made him slightly insecure about his intelligence. He didn't want to believe he was an idiot… but sometimes he couldn't help but feel as though it was true… especially when one of his best friends called him one.

"Malik, you're not stupid, Bakura's just shitty cause he's having a bad day… right Bakura?" Marik said softly, trying to comfort his younger lover, but his tone held a slight warning as he addressed Bakura.

"Yeah, yeah, today sucks, you're not stupid, can we move on to the real problem here?!" Bakura growled as he roughly took a seat across from Ryou and Yugi.

"What?! What is the problem, Bakura? Cause I'm just dying to find out? You think that Malik got you here? I'll tell you what got you here, into this tutoring bullshit, you did, you and your crappy marks. You think the school is just going to let a scholarship student fail a couple of years on tax payer money? They want you out of the school, Bakura… they don't care if we pass or not… they just want to stop wasting their friggin time and money on us! So what do you think of that?!" Marik snapped as Malik continued to silently stare at his shoes, flinching every now and again as Marik yelled at Bakura.

"I say it's absolute bullshit and you can go fuck yourself!" Bakura snapped back but, before he had time to storm off, Ryou jumped up from his hiding behind Yugi.

"Stop it! You… You shouldn't fight like this… this is just what they want!" he cried out making everyone give him a strange look.

"Who wants what now?" Bakura asked slightly puzzled at the statement as Ryou shook his head and jumped up and down slightly on the spot.

"N-nothing! But…um… just so you all know… there's nothing I hate more than smart people not trying their best and failing all the time… and you're all so smart… I'd really like to help you all realise that… so please… please go… just for one night! And if you don't like it anymore then you can tell me to get lost, but just try it once! I promise I'll do my best to help you all!" Ryou yelled until he realised where he was. Becoming completely silent, Ryou grabbed his things off the table and walked off with his head down and his hand covering his face, mortally embarrassed with himself and keen to leave the area to get ready for the next upcoming class.

There was silence at the table for a little while longer until the bell, to signify the end of lunch time, rang throughout the school yard and kids began to pack up and get ready for the next two classes.

"I guess we have no choice… we have to go now…" Marik sighed making Bakura huff.

"Why does she have to be so damn cute… there's no way I'm leaving you guys in a study session alone with her…" Bakura caved.

"Well I have no choice in the matter, my sister will probably escort me there." Malik pouted as he picked up his lunch box off the table.

"I'm sure it'll be a great bonding time for all of you… who knows… maybe you all might turn out like Bakura and Ryou after the holidays!" Yugi laughed before scampering off, Bakura glaring daggers into his back as he went.

"That reminds me Bakura… what did actually happen between you and Ryou on the holidays?" Malik grinned, getting his payback on Bakura for the 'stupid' remark.

"Nothing! We just hung out and stuff… fucked if I'm going to tell you, brat." Bakura grumbled as he began to leave the table, frown deepening, somewhat, as Malik and Marik followed after him.

"I think you owe Malik something after what you said to him before… so come on, spill!" Marik bargained making Bakura's eye twitch in pure and utter distain for the other at the moment.

"Okay fine! We rode around on her bike and then went to the park… then I stayed over at her house and we watched supernatural horror movies… which apparently she's very into, then we just kind of chatted… and the next couple of days was basically the exact same thing… now get off my case! I hate you all! My god!" The tall whitenette grumbled before storming off to his locker bay, leaving Marik and Malik grinning from ear to ear.

"Ah, that cheered me up, thanks Marik." Malik laughed making Marik smirk as he ruffled the others hair lightly, before leaning down to give him a quick peck on the forehead.

"Anytime my dear… now… we should make a sex schedule, cause in between all this studying it's going to be hard to fit in the all the intercourse we need to have." Marik said cheekily, causing Malik to blush before he regained his composure and simply walked on ahead, muttering a small; "We'll see." in his wake, making Marik want him all the more.


Meanwhile, on the other side of the school yard, Rokurou Naoki sat in complete an utter silence, his friends circled around him, looking up at him with worry.

"Naoki… are you okay, man? Like… you haven't spoken much all day… and I think I just heard the bell…" one of his friends said, his voice filled with uncertainty and worry.

"Fine… if you want to go to class so much, go. I need to think things over again…" he mumbled before laying down on the ground, staring up at the cloudy sky above.

Laying in silence for a few minutes, maybe longer, he heard his friends quietly begin to shuffle off to class and eventually he was alone once more.

"Ryou… Ryou… Ryou…" he muttered before growling and sitting up at lightning speed.

"I've gone over it, in my head, a hundred, no… a thousand, times! Every time I think back to it… I can't help but think… was it just the alcohol playing tricks on me? My subconscious … NO! I'm not gay! I don't want her to be a boy… I don't!… so what else could it be… it can't be the alcohol… it was to surprising… to real to be but a stupid hallucination! So… it must… it must be real…" Naoki thought aloud before shuddering slightly whilst gagging.

"Fucking sicko… perverted freak. I can't believe I kissed that… that thing! She… he … made a complete fool out of me… he even…gah! I have to teach him a lesson… I have to get him out of this fucking school! Every time I see him, I just want to be sick…" he hissed before letting his fist bang against the table with a loud, audible, 'thump'.

Frowning as he thought over ways to get back at Ryou, he grinned as an idea came to mind.

Chuckling darkly, he jumped up, off the table, and headed towards class. His plan would need work… it needed precision and perfection and he would need some help… Naoki wasn't stupid… he knew that he would need to find a way to make his plan keep him from being caught as the genius behind it all. It was going to take time… but that was fine… he had all of semester three to make sure everything went according to plan and Ryou was forced out of the school.

"Fuck… I can't wait to see him gone."


Smiling brightly and, enthusiastically as he waved his three friends into the room, Ryou's eye's shone with happiness and excitement as Bakura, Marik and Malik entered the room they'd been assigned to hold there study sessions in… funnily enough it was also known as the detention room.

"Any other rooooom! Couldn't they have just chosen any other room in the school?! I hate detention!" Malik whined as Bakura growled.

"Enough of this, we're here to study not to have fun." the older white haired boy hissed as Marik laughed loudly in response.

"Hmmm, I dunno~ the four of us alone could make it fun~!" he cheekily grinned, causing Bakura to frown and stomp his way into the room, taking a seat next to Ryou, protecting 'her' from the two 'perverts', as he liked to call them, as best he could.

Smirking towards one another at Bakura's, more than 'cute' , behaviour, the two took seats, very close to both Ryou and Bakura before spreading their work books and sheets across the tables that had been pulled together.

"Okay… first we'll start with some English and then we'll move onto Japanese… after that I'll find out what you're individual subjects are and then we'll go home… when I'm at home I can study up on your individual subjects and we can focus on them in tomorrows study session… how does that sound?" Ryou said simply, as though he hadn't just come up with a simple yet quite effective study plan for the next two days in a matter of seconds.

"Er… cool?" The three said in unison, all looking at Ryou with pure amazement. The three of them weren't exactly what you'd call 'organised' … they didn't even plan what was for dinner that night or even know what their plans were for the night, who was staying where and how they were getting there…. So Ryou's 'expertise' in 'organisational skills' were nothing short of a miracle for them.

"Great! Let's get started then… Malik, can you please read the last passage on page 116, of our first English text; Othello, please?" Ryou asked politely, making Malik gulp as he opened up the book and found the page he had been asked to read.

"…u-um… okay… 'Emi…Emila: Yes a dooozfen and as many to t-t-thad…thead…. The advertisment?'" Malik said in confusion before looking up at Ryou for some help.

"Ryou, I can't read this old English bullshit!" Malik whined as Bakura and Marik giggled at him in the background.

"Oh, um… it's okay… lot's of people find Shakespeare hard to read in this day and age… how about we turn to something a little more easy… our second English text: Sense and sensibility… oh, that's also quite an old form of English… give me a second…I know there's a more modern, easier, text around… ah! This one… our third English text for the year; Nineteen Eighty Four (by George Orwell). That's quite straightforward and easy to read. Read the last passage on page 75, if you may." Ryou said gently, taking his time with the other boy.

"Kay… 'Su-suden…sadanly the whole street was in co-o-o…como…como-ti-an. Th-there were yiles… ye-yells of waranning from all s-sides. Pe-people were sho-shoot-shoot-'" Malik began but was cut off as Bakura couldn't keep his laughter contained anymore.

"My god, Malik! Did you never learn how to read? I mean, honestly! You sound like a five year old child!" Bakura laughed again as Marik tried his best, for Malik's sake and feelings, to keep his laughter contained and silent.

Ryou simply stared at Malik in thought, as Malik shifted in his seat, feeling completely embarrassed and stupid before Ryou jumped up and pointed towards him.

"Malik! Catch!" Ryou exclaimed before picking up a nearby book and throwing it, albeit quite gently, at Malik.

Reaching forward to catch the said book, Malik frowned as he leant to far to the right and missed the book completely.

Frowning slightly as Bakura's laughs intensified, Malik picked the book up, off the ground, and threw it at Bakura, only to miss the other boy and hit the back wall of the class room as Bakura laughed even louder forcing Malik to turn his back on the older boy, out of pure frustration, and back around to face Ryou with a small pout.

"I have glasses, but they don't work, so I never wear them… but…I have to ask... why the hell did you throw a book at me?!" Malik yelled making Ryou shrink a little under his intense gaze.

"You learnt how to read and write didn't you?" Ryou asked, avoiding the question and, thus, beginning to get on Malik's nerves his eye twitching slightly as he nodded in response.

"Kind of… the teachers kept getting frustrated with me cause I was so sucky at it and never turned up or did any work so in the end they just gave up, I guess. I know the basics and stuff though…" Malik explained as Ryou nodded in understanding.

"Malik… have you ever been tested for dyslexia?" Ryou asked with interest as he fiddled with his pencil nervously. Bakura and Marik finally ceasing their laughter as they turned to Malik, waiting for his response.

"Er… no, never heard of it… why?"

"I think you might have it… here, I'll write a note for your sister… she can take you to a specialist and you can try and get it sorted out. If you learn how to manage it, I'm sure your studies will improve and you'll be able to pick up reading and writing much easier." Ryou said happily with a kind smile as he wrote down a small note to Ishizu before handing it over to Malik.

"Wait… so… he's sick?!" Marik questioned, concern evident within his tone and voice.

"Ummm, no… not exactly… dyslexia is just a slight mental … er… abnormality? Would that be the best way to describe it? It just means that Malik's brain has trouble with words, letters and symbols… he also, obviously, has problems with depth perception / co-ordination and I wouldn't be surprised if he also had trouble with headaches when it comes to clashing colours. It's fine… it's not a problem… just a minor set back for the moment. With special reading glasses, dull coloured work sheets and effective learning techniques… he should be able to improve, academically… but I'm not a doctor… so I've instructed Ishizu to take Malik to a doctor where he can be sent to the proper professional who can diagnose and help him." Ryou explained as both Marik and Bakura looked at Malik with awe.

Feeling quite uncomfortable by the stares he was now receiving, Malik flipped the two older boys off before turning back to Ryou with enthusiasm and excitement.

"Does that mean… I'm not… stupid?" he asked with hope and happiness shinning brightly within his eyes.

"I think so." Ryou said thoughtfully before smiling over to Malik.

Sitting back down, the four returned to studying and, in what seemed like only minutes, hours were gone and it was 5:30pm.

"Anyone else feel like a dork for staying longer than necessary for a compulsory study session?" Bakura asked with a laugh as he stretched his back, happy to be finally out of the stiff, plastic, school chair.

"Mmmm, I do. But it was actually kind of fun learning about that guy and those things and all that stuff that happened…" Malik said happily causing Bakura to role his eyes and grin.

"Oh wow, you have learnt a lot tonight… all about the guy, the things and the stuff!" he teased, giving a Malik a mocking slap on the back just to annoy the other further.

Malik simply shrugged it off, however, as he skipped over to his bag and put his school work inside it.

"I don't care, because I'm not stupid~! Unlike you, who has no excuse for being so dumb." Malik stated drolly before picking up his bag and walking over to Marik and Ryou who were still going over the finer parts of Nineteen Eighty Four.

"Come on Marik… we've been studying all day and I just want to die…" Malik complained as Marik merely grunted in response as he continued to go over the book, highlighting, making notes and whatnot.

"I mean, I want to go home and make hot, sweet, passionate love to you…" Malik tried again and was happy to see Marik scoop his books up into his bag and jump up out of his seat in two seconds flat.

"Ready sweety-dearest-lover-of-mine~!" Marik chirped as Malik simply grinned as if to say; ya, who's in charge? Oh, that's right, it's me!

Waving goodbye to their two favourite whinette's, the two Egyptian boys left with playful touches between them and a few seductive kisses here and there.

Ryou giggling at the two's cuteness simply began to pack up his things but was surprised when a hand came crashing down on one of his school books.

"Er… Um… Bakura… what are you… what are you doing?" Ryou asked with uncertainty, feeling his chest tighten and his face flush as he looked up at the older boy, who's face was hovering just above his own.

"Oh, I'm just getting you back for this afternoon." he said slyly, his coy grin never once faltering.

"T-this afternoon?"

"Yes, this afternoon… when you practically screamed in disgust about the two of us being an item… do you really dislike me that much?" Bakura snarled as he brought his thumb and index finger up to Ryou's face, firmly gripping the others chin, forcing 'her' to keep looking up at him.

"Oh… um… I didn't mean it like that… it's just… there is nothing going on between us… is there?" Ryou asked in innocent confusion which made Bakura scowl all the more.

"I don't know… we seem to kiss an awful lot, doesn't that mean something?"

"I don't know… I thought friends did that with each other." the younger one squeaked before looking down, as best he could with Bakura's fingers holding his chin, and thus, his face, in place.

"How do you feel about me?" Bakura asked suddenly, catching Ryou off guard.

"Huh?! What?! I don't… I don't know… I…" Ryou mumbled as his face lit up a bright pink colour, turning redder and redder by the second.

Growling in annoyance and frustration Bakura snapped and let his grip on Ryou's cheek tighten somewhat shaking Ryou a bit as he yelled.

"RYOU! Tell. Me. The. Truth! How do you fucking feel about me?!" he hissed making Ryou flinch and shy away from him slightly, his breathing quickening as tears welled up in his eyes.

"I… I really like you! More than any other person I've met… you make my heart race and flutter… and my face all hot and red…I…. I can't breathe around you… I want you… I want to be with you… and I only just realised that during the holiday's when we were together… but… I can't… we can't… there's so many things about me you would hate to know… and if we get to close… I'm afraid you'll find out and hate me… and I fear that more than anything else at the moment!" Ryou cried as Bakura's grip on his chin weakened as his legs gave out causing him to fall down onto the class room floor.

"Ryou…" Bakura breathed out in astonishment from what he'd just heard. He couldn't believe that Ryou liked him back… he couldn't believe that 'she' wanted to be with him… 'she' said there were things in the way… but as long as 'she' cared for him the same way he did for 'her', he was confident that they could overcome any obstacle standing in their way, and, with this in mind, he smirked before crouching down onto the class room floor, in front of Ryou, who was still crying.

Leaning over to 'her' he began to kiss away 'her' tears as he mumbled sweet nothings against her soft, snowy white, skin, effectively calming her down after several moments.

Looking up, shyly, at Bakura, Ryou gave a sad smile as he wrapped his arms around Bakura's neck and hugged him, tight, holding him close for as long as he could before pulling away slightly, admiring the older boy's face and features.

Bakura smiled, a lazy, crooked, smile, at Ryou who was simply sitting there, staring up at him. He could feel the younger one's breath gently tickling his lips, and, without thinking, Bakura leaned forward, pressing their lips together in a long awaited kiss.

Ryou, gasping in surprise at the forcefulness of the kiss, unwittingly gave Bakura entry into his mouth, which he was happy to accept. Letting his tongue softly graze over the top of Ryou's mouth, he was happy to hear Ryou moan, softly, as the kiss began to intensify.

And that's when Ryou knew he was in trouble… this time they weren't drunk, so this time he couldn't explain it all away on the alcohol making him do crazy things. He also knew that if things were to continue any further, Bakura may just very well find out his biggest secret… but for some reason he was having the hardest time caring at this point in time... Especially since Bakura had moved on from Ryou's mouth and onto his collarbone, nibbling softly at Ryou's smooth flesh causing him to jolt slightly, his knee accidentally brushing up against Bakura's groin, making the other groan out in pleasure.

"Ba-Bakura…" he panted softly as Bakura took to sucking and biting at his collarbone, because apparently nibbling simply wasn't good enough anymore.

Gulping as Bakura's hands roamed his stomach and thighs, almost teasingly, Ryou began to get nervous as he felt himself starting to get slightly hard and as nice and pleasant as this feeling was… he knew that it would lead to problems in the long run… very big problems.

"Ba-Bakura, stop… please… you have to… ahh… stop…" Ryou whined as Bakura's hands made their way up into his skirt, his fingers teetering at the edge of his girly underwear.

Panting in both excitement and anxiousness, Ryou had to fight back the thrill of following through with this as he asked for Bakura to stop once more… but it was to late.

Moaning loudly and jolting slightly from the pleasure of being touched, Ryou's heart skipped a beat as he knew he'd been found out… and somehow the whole situation felt oddly familiar…

Panting slightly as he quirked a brow in confusion, Bakura looked up at Ryou with a questioning look.

"R-Ryou…" Bakura began, but before he had a chance to finish Ryou removed himself from Bakura, grabbed his things and bolted out of the class room.

His face was burning red with embarrassment and there were certain area's of his body that needed some attention…but none of that mattered now. Bakura knew he's secret. Bakura who was probably the straightest guy on the planet and who Ryou 'liked' beyond all reason, had just found out… Ryou was a boy…. And all Ryou could think about, the whole way home, as it poured down rain upon him,… was that he didn't get to have one more second within Bakura's passionate embrace.


Rtb - lolz~ Told you we were getting into the plot! XD! And yes, this story is moving a lot more faster than I was expecting… I have all these ideas, but I never know how they're going to come about into fruition! So apparently this part came along quickly… probably cause I'm impatient! Lol *sweatdrop* and the fact that I've been waiting for this moment in the story since the first sentence of the first chapter! XD! But hehe, I have many more surprises and a lot more plot on the way! *can't wait to write the next few chapters*

I hope you enjoyed this chapter… it was apparently very long! 7,500 - 8,000 words or something to that effect! Yay! Long-ness! Boo, cliff hanger! Boo, I'm probably not going to update in the next to weeks due to friends visiting and doctors appointments T^T! Makes me sad! I wish I could keep writing now! But it's 2 thirty in the morning and I have to go into town tomorrow, so gah! Can't! But in two weeks or so I shall be able to! YAY!

And lol, Malik and his dyslexia~ oh him~… I have a lot of friends who have this condition… the first friend, I knew to have it, was a lot like Malik symptom wise… he couldn't read or write very well when he was 17 years old… luckily, however, one of our new teachers picked up on it and helped him learn and now he has an awesome well paid job, completed high school certificate, and has brought a house with his girlfriend. That same teacher helped me overcome my learning difficulties too! So I thoroughly believe that a good teacher helps… yay Ryou helps! And yay! Malik now knows he's not stupid! XD

Reviews make Bakura and Ryou have a happy ending!