Heres the second chapter I said I would post! Its only like 1,500 words like the last one but still~ Hope you like it!

Phone conversations/texts~Bold

Hello! Just wanted to sadly say that I don't actually own Yu-gi-oh or the characters~ So yeahI will probably never own it either~ So keep that in mind~

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Chapter Eleven

Confusion

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"Hey Ry?" Akefia glanced over at his younger brother walking through the door.

"Sorry I'm late," Ryou bowed slightly, but he couldn't wipe the smile off his lips, Mariku had taken him to this really cool food market, it was only open on Fridays. Though the Egyptian did admit afterwards he had stolen a bag of apples, he didn't overly mind though, nobody normally thought to take him out to those type things. Mariku liked taking him out for some reason, he had to question if Mariku's crush was getting jealous or not and if Mariku had some deeper reason for it. He was probably seeing things. Hopeful? Maybe he was trying to make his crush jealous by hanging out with him.

"It's fine," Akefia waved off his brother's statement, "but could I have a word with you?"

"Um," Ryou bit his lip nervously, his brother never wanted to talk unless there was a problem, "I had some homework I was going to do…"

"It's the weekend tomorrow Ry," Bakura sighed making Ryou flip around as his pale brother slammed the door closed, cornering him like a rabbit.

"I was hoping not to have to do it on the weekend, I had a group project to work on," Ryou took a slight step back as his pale brother went and joined his tanned one, "I was going to work on the part you had to do by yourself…"

"We'll be quick," Akefia patted the cushion next to him calmly.

"But…" Ryou glanced away slightly.

"Just sit down Ryou," Bakura practically demanded, "when did you become so desperate not to talk to us?"

"Yeah Ry? Don't cha like us anymore?" Akefia asked in a faked hurt tone standing up slowly and advanced towards his brother still not moving from in front of the door, "are you feeling ok?" he placed a hand carefully on his head, "you're not hot…that's good."

"I'm not sick," Ryou moved his head to the side, "I just don't feel like getting another lecture…that's all." He pouted slightly not quite brave enough to look his brothers in the eyes.

"We aren't going to lecture you Ry, you know that?" Akefia said calmly, "we just want to protect you," he sighed patting some hair behind his brother's ear, his younger brother always had such soft hair.

"Do I seriously look like I have something so importantly wrong with me," Ryou sighed subconsciously hugging his arm, "can we talk later? I'm kind of tired…"

"Of course," Bakura sighed, "but you will talk with us?"

"Yeah," Ryou rolled his eyes walking into the kitchen and taking out the things he picked up and placing them away into the pantry, along with Mariku's stolen apples he only wanted the one…

"Where did you go exactly?" Akefia glanced the the fruit his brother was putting away, "that doesn't look like the stuff from the shop normally sells?"

"I went to a food market," Ryou shrugged, "it was really cool…they had stalls for everything"

"Did you go alone?" his brother raised a grey eyebrow questioningly. He didn't like Ryou going to new places alone. It was unsafe.

"I went with a friend, they told me about it," Ryou smiled placing away the last of the items, "don't worry about it. I'm going to bed for a while though," Ryou yawned stretching out sleepily, "we can talk later ok?"

"Yeah," Akefia nodded silently as he watched his brother go up the stairs and into his room, "who is this friend of his Bakura?"

"How am I meant to know?" Bakura grunted leaning on the kitchen counter, "he doesn't tell me jack about his social life, did you want me to start hanging around him at school?"

"Not just yet Bakura," Akefia shook his head, "Ryou seems happy…leave him for now, if he mentions this 'friend' more then we will check up on this 'friend' and make sure they is suitable for our little brother and if not we will scare them away, simple." Was it the same friend who gave his brother a rose a couple of weeks ago? If so that was slightly more worrying. Maybe they would have to break some bones. He smirked slightly at the thought of a good fight.

"Fine," Bakura growled, he hated to wait for anything, "I'm going to the Ishtar's house…"

"You're going to see Marik again? Are you still being pissed with Mariku?" Akefia raised an eyebrow questionably. Bakura was still pissed whenever Mariku was brought up.

"No," Bakura snarled, "it's more like he's avoiding me and anyway I never said I was going for Marik!"

"Are you planning on hanging out with the teen apparently avoiding you? Or Isis and Rishid which can't stand either of us?" Well he was sure Isis didn't mind him. Probably. Hopefully. Hm. Maybe he should look into that.

Bakura hissed angrily, "leave me alone!"

"Tell Marik I said hi!" he smirked leaning on the bench as he heard the door swing open and slam closed.

Bakura growled getting into the car and driving down to the Ishtar's house blaring the music as loud as Akefia said it could go without breaking it. Mariku was outside lying on the grass randomly, he glanced up as the car came closer but didn't bother to move. Bakura huffed as he got out of the car and crouched over the Egyptian.

"You're blocking my sun Albino," Mariku glanced at the teen towering over him, checking it wasn't Ryou…no defiantly Bakura. "Move…"

"Why are you just lying here?" Bakura raised an eyebrow chuckling slightly as the tanned teen begun batting his white hair out of his face, he knew the bigger teen was quite ticklish if anyone was game enough to try.

"I'm tired and I want to tan," Mariku moaned as Bakura's hair hung over his face and tickled it harshly.

"You're already tanned as shit," Bakura chuckled. He wasn't overly pissed at the other teen, but still.

"So? Discrimination much?" Mariku chuckled lightly, glad Bakura seemed in an ok mood at the moment.

"Not at all," Bakura rolled his eyes sitting on the grass, "why are you avoiding me exactly though? You don't do any clubs, they banned us from them in year seven after we practically destroyed them all…"

"I'm not avoiding you," Mariku smirked, "I would be gone by now if that was true and I'm not a ninja especially with my hair you'd have to be pretty blind not to see me coming." Subtle wasn't something he was good at, he was pretty straight forward. Except apparently with Ryou who didn't seem to notice any of his feelings for him. That creampuff boy was dense.

"What are you doing then? Last time I checked we're your only friends?"

"Hey!" Mariku gruffed, though it was true…the Touzoku's were his and Marik's only friends really, "and you know new teacher…constantly getting me in trouble for shit, been taking down some small time bullies in the class and schoo.l"

"Is there a reason?"

"For?"

"Taking down these bullies?" Bakura glanced at the Egyptian curiously, "we normally don't bother unless it affects us? Or if we're bored."

"Just because I'm bored and you know I have other personal reasons Kura."

"Personal reasons?" Bakura raised an eyebrow, "like?"

"Personal," Mariku hissed, "meaning none of your concern—"

"What did you get up to today? Like after school," Bakura changed the topic, "apparently Marik said you guys came down separately and in different vehicles…why?"

"I needed to do something important," Mariku huffed, "you wouldn't understand...I'm going in now, I don't want to burn like you~"

"Shit!" Bakura groaned sitting up realising his face and arms had slowly started to burn, "you could of told me sooner!"

"And miss that priceless expression when you found out, hell no!" Mariku chuckled, "plus now when we whack your arms it'll hurt~ isn't that just grand Kura?" he smirked cheekily showing off pointed teeth.

"Your an ass"

"When haven't I been?" Mariku chuckled sitting up, "Marik's in his room…"

"Why does everyone think I came here for Marik!"

"You didn't come here for me?"

"Marik!" Bakura jumped as another Egyptian teen walked over.

"Is that a yes?" Mariku raised an eyebrow.

"No!" Bakura growled, "I was pissed off…"

"Why?" Mariku chuckled slightly, but he was mostly curious. The other teen wasn't acting like he was pissed off.

"Never mind," Bakura snarled.

"Well you should tell us," Mariku stood up slowly, "you came here after all, I wouldn't go to your house pissed and not tell you why…"

"You don't know where I live," Bakura rolled his eyes.

"I can find you~" Mariku winked cheekily.

"Yeah? Whats got you so pissed?" Marik questioned.

"Ryou," Bakura said simply.

"How did that boy piss you off?" Marik questioned, "when he was over when we met him he seemed innocent as shit?" he glanced at his brother to see any reactions, the Egyptian teen said he wanted the pale teen…did he still have a crush on Bakura's brother?

"Yeah that's the bloody problem!" Bakura snarled, "he's bloody not telling us jack shit! and Akefia said I'm not to fucking intervene yet!"

"Why should you?" Mariku rolled his eyes.

"Because he's my bloody brother!" Bakura snapped back.

"Have fun with that," Mariku growled walking towards the door, "move out of the way Marik," he forcefully shoved him to the side before going up to his room and closing the door.

"You know you are a little over protective of the boy?"

"I don't care… I like to know what he is doing at all times," Bakura growled, "what's got your brother pissed?"

"I don't think he's pissed," Marik shrugged, "confused… probably tired, he's been getting in trouble a lot more for starting random fights."

"Why?"

"He won't tell me…"

Bakura shrugged slightly walking over to the door, "so we going to go make out or what?"

"Sure," Marik shrugged, "let's go to my room?"

"By the way Akefia says hi."

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By the way~ I probably not going to expand on what they did to get banned from the schools clubs and stuff~ Unless anyone wanted me toobut otherwise let your imagination run wild!

Next chapter~

"How did you cut your cheek then?" he stared blankly at the Egyptian teen

"Scissors," Mariku shrugged, "don't run with them?"

Thankyou for reading