Dusk set in on the horizon as Ryou and his card stuffed pocket departed from the bus. With a spring in his step he swung open the front door to find Bakura lounging on the couch.

Ryou gave a casual "hey" and plopped himself onto the floor. He eagerly spread out the cards from his pocket, admiring the artwork.

Bakura joined him, eyeing one card in particular. "Change of heart" he muttered. The description seemed innocent enough. "Target one monster your opponent controls, take control until end phase", he read aloud.

"Do you like that card?" Ryou asked following his gaze.

"Maybe", Bakura answered smirking.

Ryou picked up the card and placed it in front of Bakura's lap. "It's all yours", he said with a smile.

"Yeah yeah whatever", Bakura said trying not seem grateful to his fluffy haired companion. It would kill him to admit he was beginning to enjoy Ryou's presence.

After goggling over the card stacks for an hour they seemed to have them fairly divided (in other words Bakura taking whatever he wanted and Ryou being ok with it). Shuffling the cards into a neat stack, Ryou found a tin case that once housed cinnamon mints. Carefully placing the cards inside, he stashed it into his bag.

Bakura seemed to vanish and Ryou raided the fridge for something to eat. It seemed Bakura cleaned out the rest of the apple juice. Plucking a leftover sandwich, Ryou swung the fridge shut and enjoyed his meal in silence, for the first time in a while.

An hour after filling his belly Ryou felt drowsiness set in. Bakura had not been seen since gaining his cards, but Ryou wasn't concerned. Calling it a night, Ryou headed to bed and let sleep consume him.

Bakura decided to seize the opportunity. The soul of companion was in deep slumber and would not be disturbed by taking a back seat on this adventure. Seeping into Ryou's skin, he gained full control and was quick onto his feat. Seizing a black jacket out of Ryou's closet, Bakura set out. Embracing the chilly dusk air, Bakura pulled the jacket on tighter. In the back of his mind he could hear the gentle sounds of Ryou's sleep and without realizing, Bakura synchronized his footsteps with the snores. "This is getting scary", Bakura sneered, disgusted by how attached he was to Ryou.

Bakura had not planned on actually tolerating Ryou, not to mention liking him. Bakura gave a very weak sigh, "Being alone for 1,000 years made me soft".

Bakura wondered into the park, sitting down on a candy-apple bench. He definitely needed some time to think. For the time being, he knew possessing Ryou's body would make him stronger. "Hopefully the kid won't wake up suspicious" Bakura smirked.