Yami simply sat where he was, his eyes staring, yet unseeing. Bakura watched in tension for the former Pharaoh's reaction to his sudden confession. All of a sudden, Yami turned and launched himself at Bakura, holding him in a tight hug.
"I didn't think you'd feeling the same way as I do. However, it just…feels right," Yami whispered into his ear, his arms still tightly wrapped around Bakura's shoulders.
"Like it happened in the past, right? Have you ever had any weird memories of Egypt that didn't seem to fit in?" Bakura questioned. Yami moved away and raised an eyebrow at Bakura.
"Actually, I have. Though most of them were in my dreams, there were a few that came up while I was awake. In one, I…I…kissed you," Yami blushed.
"Did I like it?" Bakura whispered back curiously. Yami nodded and blushed again.
"Yes, you wouldn't let me back away. I did steal a kiss while you were sleeping, if my memory is to believed."
"Care to refresh my memories of how much I liked it?" Bakura grinned.
"Maybe when we're alone, in the trees on our hike to the lake. Is that alright, my thief?" Yami replied, smiling smugly. Bakura wrapped his arms around Yami's hips and pulled him into his lap. The former Pharaoh giggled and squirmed around to get comfortable.
"Only if I can get interest on that," Bakura smirked.
Seto appeared at their table and sat beside Bakura and Yami. The tri-colour haired teen snuggled closer to Bakura's body. The once thief complied and held Yami closer.
"Keep your hands off of him, Kaiba," Bakura growled as a warning, unconsciously clutching Yami body closer.
"Bakura…can't…breath…" Yami managed to get out. Bakura mumbled a brief apology and loosened his hold on Yami's hips.
"Greedy, aren't we now Bakura? Didn't your mother ever teach you to share?" Bakura mocked, reaching out and placing his hand on Yami's shoulder. Said teen started to quiver as Seto's hand moved down to Yami's chest. He whimpered.
"My parents died when I was young," Bakura whispered. "I taught myself."
"Your parents died? How? Yami looked up curiously.
"I thought you, of all people, would know, Pharaoh. Your father killed them, along with everyone else in that particular village. Bakura was the only survivor," Seto sneered, bringing up his knowledge of Ancient Egypt. "Your father was a murderer." Yami looked up at Seto in disbelief.
'My father was a…a murderer? But why?' Yami pondered. Seto smirked briefly and departed from their table, his pancakes left untouched.
Later on, after they had started their hike, Bakura pulled Yami into the dense trees off to the side of the path.
"Bakura, I'm sorry. I didn't know that my father killed all those people. I didn't know you suffered because of me, I'm so sorry," Yami muttered. "I'll understand if you don't love me anymore."
"Yami, I'll love you no matter what happens, or what happened in the past, in this case," Bakura explained. "Now I believe you owe me a kiss."
Yami giggled in a way not like him and hugged Bakura instantaneously. A little less enthusiatically he lightly pressed his lips to Bakura's. By instinct, Bakura placed his hand behind Yami's head and pushed their lips together a little harder. Breaking away, Bakura grinned.
"You were right, I did like that," Bakura stated, his arms snaking around Yami's waist. "But I believe that you owe me that interest now."
Bakura leaned down and kissed Yami again, a little more tenderly. His arms tightened around Yami's hips as they broke apart. Yami let his head fall against Bakura's chest and inhaled. The thief smelled like cinnamon.
"We better get back on the trail koi, or we'll be left behind to get lost in the forest," Bakura commented, dropping one of his arms from around Yami's hips and slid it back to his side.
"I think I could stand being lost with you," Yami replied. Bakura grinned. With one arm around the former Pharaoh's body, he led them back to the path. Yuugi and Ryou were slightly ahead of them. As they heard the bushes shake they turned around. Yuugi smiled, but Ryou was stunned.
"Yuugi? What's going on with those two? Did Bakura get a hold of some alcohol or drugs again?" Ryou asked the shorter hikari. Yuugi turned his ear-to-ear grin towards Ryou. Looking back at the two darks, Ryou noticed that Yami's head was resting lightly on Bakura's chest and the thief's arm was positioned tighly around the former Pharaoh.
"They're in love, can't you tell Ryou? Alcohol and drugs wouldn't do that to Yami," Yuugi replied. Ryou glanced back once more and sighed.
"I just didn't expect those two to be able to coexist peacefully. They're always fighting," Ryou exclaimed, watching the two yamis.
While the two hikaris were watching, Bakura had stopped and pulled Yami into another kiss. Both of them wore identical smiles when they broke apart. Yami lightly nipped the pale haired teen on the nose and took off up the path with Bakura in hot pursuit. As they caught up with Yuugi and Ryou, Bakura tackled Yami around the legs, pulling both of them to the grass off to the side of the gravel path. Their bags were thrown to the side haphazardly. Yami's laughter grew louder as Bakura started to tickle him. He squirmed beneath the thief's touch as he tried to get away.
Yuugi and Ryou had reached the top of the hill the path had been steadily climbing. They looked back and saw Bakura and Yami still rolling around halfway up. In attempt to stop the shorter teen from thrashing beneath him, Bakura pinned Yami's arms down and trailed butterfly kisses down his jawline and all over his neck.
/Bakura, stop it. Iruka-sensei is coming back up the path. If he sees you on top of Yami like that, he'll assume you're beating the crap out of him./ Ryou called to his darker half.
/-/Thanks for the warning hikari./-/
"Yami, Iruka-sensei is coming back. We better get going," Bakura explained to Yami, helping him to his feet. As Yami was straightening his clothing, Iruka-sensei came into view at the top of the hill.
"I hope you two are getting along," he called down to them as Yami picked pieces of grass off of the shirt he had borrowed from Bakura.
"We're getting along just fine sensei," Bakura replied, taking a large leaf out of Yami's spiked locks.
"Well, hurry up then. The rest of the class is at the lake already," Iruka-sensei explained. Bakura and Yami picked up their bags and jogged up the slope behind Iruka-sensei.
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Cao: Oh, you guys are so luck that I thought of updating before I shutdown my computer. I have exams for the next week, so an update would have to post a sticky note in front of my face to get me to remember to update. Keh, oh well. Hope you guys who are still watching this story liked it.