Hey! Not sure with time zones and what not! But guess what! Its the 31st of July today! Yay! Which means I did get two chapters out this month! Ba-ha-ha-ha! Anyway! Hope you enjoy—its just over 10,000 words! new record for this story!—
I do not own Yu-gi-oh! (Yet again)
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Chapter 14
Dream Sickness
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He gulped nervously at the purple shadows rolling over the ground, something felt off. His milk chocolate eyes shot up shakily glancing around as a strong gust of wind blew through him. Someone was yelling and talking to him…? no. Not him. It wasn't him. He frowned slightly glancing at his supposed body just standing smirking, the other seemed to point at the white haired male, it looked like him. So why wasn't he able to control his body. His eyes widened at the loud chuckle the other let escape his pale lips as a golden item seemed to appear from nothing. He flinched at a slight pain in his chest at the mere sight. He had seen it before. He wasn't quite sure where at the current moment as the others crackle filled his ears. The golden item, was a necklace. A large necklace actually, on a rope. It was a circle with a flat triangle in it and a weird almost creepy but somewhat interesting eye on the front and spikes hung from the sides. He took a quick analysis of the item as the boys hair soon stood up slightly. It looked more like Bakura now. He watched in confusion as the two seemed to be duelling. Playing a children's card game. But it seemed so serious. He glanced at the other starfish haired man, he looked so serious. It was weird, originally he could've sworn it was Yugi, since everyone else was calling him Yugi. But it looked more like Yami. Actually when did Yugi's friends get here.
He frowned as the game continued. Flashing in and out occasionally. It wasn't him duelling. But either way the white haired teen was supposedly losing, he felt the little colour drain from his features at the sight of the next monster played. This card game seemed way too serious. And tense. The red dragon, he had no clue what it was. But it wrapped around the blimp he was on and obviously was Yami's monster, he stared at the other contemplating whether to attack or not. The white haired boy seemed to be having an inner debate too. It was weird. He felt connected to the white haired teen. His eyes shot up and away from the teen in question as another male walked out, his face was torn open on one side. He kind of reminded him of someone he saw on Marik's phone once. His forest green eyes were half slitted and he seemed serious, but somewhat depressed in his own way as he barked out in a harsh voice about being… about being Marik. He wasn't Marik. Marik was his blonde haired friend and nowhere as big as this male seemed to be and Marik defiantly didn't have scars tearing up half his face. No that wasn't Marik. He froze slightly being torn from his spot and seeming to be in control of the white haired male's body. He collapsed almost instantly to the ground as a pain shot up his arm. His mind fuzed slightly, he couldn't seem to figure out where he was. But… He was in control but the dream seemed to be playing out it's out way. He wanted help. He needed it. He was barely conscious. Yami seemed to want to help but some thing stopped him, was something else really that important. He needed help. It hurt. It really hurt. But he thought you weren't meant to feel pain in dreams. His whole chest was burning up as he held his bandaged arm. He felt himself begging for help no one seemed to be willing to give.
He whimpered internally slightly, why did it hurt so much. A shaky gasp escaped his lips as he shot forwards seeming to gain control of his body instead of just playing out some scene, that was too random to be reality. Being set free from whatever paralysis he had, though the shooting pain through his arm didn't leave. He wanted to collapse back down, when had he even stood up anyway. His eyes shook slightly as two shadowy figures seemed to tower over him, their grins sent shivers running down his spine, but his feet seemed concreted to the spot they stood. His shaky eyes tried to concentrate on the lilac and brown orbs practically burning holes through him. They seemed oddly familiar. The breath left his chest momentarily as one shadowy figure shot forward and stabbed violently straight through his arm, his eyes widened as the body part begun bleeding and the shooting pain that had subsided was back and at full force. He felt his eyes pricking with tears at the pain, but none feel as the pain was too great and everything was just turning black. He could hear voices. Feel someone's arms around him, he saw tanned skin. Before nothing.
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Ryou shot forward in his blue sheets into a sitting position panting heavily, his eyes slowly glanced shakily at his arm as the pain from his dream seemed to linger on into reality. His eyes scanned the room almost expecting to see the people or scene from his dream in his room just standing around. A slight cough escaped his lips as the room seemed to be empty, weak morning sunlight seemed to fight against his thin curtains to get rid of the dark corners in his room. What was that anyway, his felt his head blur slightly, wanting to stand up but not finding the strength much like in his dream. He felt powerless. Weak. He flinched slightly, he had expected the pain to go away in his arm but it seemed to be lingering slightly still as the world begun spinning slightly, his eyes fluttered trying to focus on his own two pale hands. As more coughs escaped his pale lips, he felt his cheeks flush slightly. His breathing was slower than usually, even though —thanks to his dream— his heart seemed to be bashing against his chest. Before he felt all control in his body fade, all strength or support disappeared as if it had never been there in the first place. Letting himself collapse back onto the mattress tangled up in between the blue sheets as his eyes fluttered slightly staring helplessly at the ceiling. Another weak cough left his milky lips as his eyes fluttered, finding more blackness eating away from his vision before it was all he could see and he was out.
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Akefia's lilac eyes scanned the room curiously for any signs of his obsession as Bakura's mahogany ones did the same, both landing on the empty seat that their old host usually sat in-between them, before looking at each other and scowling slightly and looking in completely opposite directions. Growling irritably, that they had come to school for no real reason. The only reason they came was for Ryou and it was pointless with out him. Originally they figured their host was merely running late but then as the lesson progressed they were beginning to believe he wasn't going to show up at all. Both boys instantly shot to there feet the second the bell rang striding swiftly over to the one they were aware would know why their Hikari was absent. He glanced up slightly staring at them through almost lazy looking amethyst eyes, "I'm assuming this isn't related to my class you two didn't seem to give a shit about again." He did want the other two to do well in school, but it was pretty obvious when they weren't listening or paying attention and half the time usually they had Ryou to 'help' them both just fighting for his attention.
"No!" Bakura growled.
"Where is Ryou," Akefia got to the point wishing to find out his answer as quickly as possible.
"At home."
"Why the fuck is he home." Bakura practically demanded as the other packed up his things and stood up for break the Marik's sniggering from the doorway. Obviously listening to see what trouble they could cause now.
"He felt sick, so he probably won't be back for a few days. You two must attend though," he warned, "otherwise I'll move you out of Ryou's class." He smirked slightly hearing them both grumble a quick 'fine' before storming off grumpily in two separate directions, Akefia heading towards the library and Bakura the computer rooms. They had computers in the library but the other room was just bigger and less people in there to make it squishy.
"So do my ears desiccate me. You left poor defenceless sick Ryou all alone," Marik asked the tanned man as he came out of the classroom, a cheeky smirk penetrating his tanned lips.
"Firstly I do have a job as a teacher and secondly Ryou is seventeen. And lastly I'm going to use the shadows to check up on him during break to ensure he has his medication."
"Oh! Medication! Must be serious!"
"No just a cold."
"What a shame," Marik shrugged it off suddenly, "come on Mariku. Let go the break. I'm hungry." The bigger teen followed the smaller blonde obediently sending Atem one last glare, he couldn't help but not like him. He was the Pharaoh and he was born practically from Marik's hate of the guy.
Atem sighed slightly rolling his eyes and heading towards his office to put away his things before checking up on Ryou, he had been asleep with a wet towel on his head when he left. Hopefully he would still be sleeping, he heard sleep was good for colds.
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Ryou shot awake suddenly at the slight pressure on his bed staring wide eyed at the tanned male sitting there, his black hair spiked out like a starfish. "I-I know you," he breathed slightly staring at the other as he seemed to notice him wake.
"Good your awake," Atem smiled gently. "You didn't wake up the first time I visited."
"…"
"Are you feeling better," Ryou felt himself flinch as the other leant forwards and placed a hand on his head cautiously, his brown eyes refused to break contact with the other, gulping slightly as the man spoke smoothly, "you're still pretty hot. I'll get you a fresh towel and you should rest more."
"…" Ryou watched as he stood up, "yeah… maybe I should." He frowned down at his sheets, of course he knew Mr Moto. Mr Moto had been there since he woke up without his memories. There was no reason he shouldn't know the other, he watched him leave slowly. He was taking his dreams too seriously. He had briefly woken earlier and forced himself to write down the other one. And another shorter blurrier one being somewhere dark. He remembered being hungry. It was really dark and he was alone. That's all he knew. He had been alone. But it was probably just his cold giving him such strange dreams. When he was better they wouldn't be so oddly real. They seemed anything but realistic but somehow they felt real. Like he knew them, lived them before. He could feel the pain in them. His eyes shot up as the other male came back holding another wet towel and holding out some vitamins for him to take with a small glass of water.
"Here, stay hydrated." Ryou accepted silently swallowing the pills, the other had come before school and found him sick and told him to stay in bed until he was better and to be honest he said some thing else but he had already fallen asleep, he quietly handed back the glass lying down and letting the other place the white towel on his head. "I should be heading back down to school," Atem explained despite he could tell Ryou was slowly zoning out anyway as he was talking, he looked so cute and innocent sleeping. It sort of reminded him or what Ryou would of been like if he hadn't be dragged into the thieves and his fight. He sighed slightly, "I'll be back around dinner alright. I have a meeting with the other teachers and then a parent wanted to talk to me. So I'll come back after those." He sighed as all he received from the other teen in response was a slight wiggle as he hugged lightly around a body pillow he kept on his bed. Marik had gotten it for him about a week ago, it smelt like lavender. Bakura and Akefia had been pissed that the other was giving their hosts gifts.
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Ryou's eyes fluttered opened slightly at the sound of voices in his room trying to force himself to wake up enough to see who it was, he knew it wasn't Atem. He frowned feeling someone touch his forehead and other tanned looking hand batting away the milky hand. He moaned slightly trying to wake up as the other two seemed to be fighting about something over him. He felt the weight on one side of the bed disappear as the sheets were pulled against slightly and he heard a slight moan, pushing himself onto his elbows and forcing his eyes to finally open the world swum with colours before settling and he glancing at the pale teen groaning on the ground grumpily and a smirking tanned teen sitting on his bed, his lilac eyes slowly glanced away from the teen he had probably pushed off the bed and at him a smirk gracing his tanned lips as he hastily snatched the pale hands of his love interest.
"Ryou! I was sorry worried about you! I came as quickly as I could." Akefia's voice sounded excited and hints of worried laced the tone, but he seemed happy.
"I came faster!" Bakura snapped before his voice it softened out and he crawled back onto the edge of the bed flopping over his hosts legs and glancing up looking much more like a cat then a human boy. "Are you alright Ryou. I got you this!" he quickly grabbed out a piece of paper passing it to the other.
"Oh…" he blinked staring at the flowery design. Opening it up and reading the inside of the card the other had given him. It was filled with heart drawings. "Thankyou." It seemed to be a get well soon card.
"I got you a better one!" Akefia protested handing over his own paper and this time it was just a piece of A4 paper, Ryou smiled slightly at the two stick figures on the front, one seemed to be wearing a red robe and a purple well he was going to call it a skirt and the other had a blue and white shirt on and jeans. Flowers paraded around them with a large 'get better soon!' all the letters a different colour. "I drew it."
"It's lovely," Ryou sighed placing the cards on his bedside table, "but you two don't need to worry. It's just a common cold. I'll be better in no time."
"There's not a moment my minds not concentrated on you," Akefia promised growling as Bakura slammed a fist into his arm, "what was that for."
"You're not thinking about him now," Bakura poked out his tongue childishly.
"Bitch," Akefia bit out slamming a fist into the skinnier boy and smashing him head first onto the ground as Ryou watched quietly, not feeling very motivated to separate the fighting brothers.
"I'm still thinking about Ryou!" Bakura declared holding a fist in the air and groaning slightly as the pain settled in for both getting punched and falling on the ground, but forcing himself to stand up and brush invisible dirt off, glancing at Ryou who seemed to be falling asleep again. Akefia's eyes trailed Bakura's line of vision both smirking like idiots at their old host slowly falling back to sleep. He was so cute with his flushed features, his soft gentle breath, slightly open mouth. He looked so peaceful and irresistible. Both boys just sat around smirking at the sleeping boy.
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Ryou frowned opening his eyes slightly and letting a yawn escape his lips at a loud clatter or crashing sound from his downstairs kitchen as a range of different smells reached his nose, he forced his eyes open glancing side to side and realising exactly what it was. It had been hard to pick up on exactly what it was with a blocked nose but now he could see about five or seven different vases filled with different flowers and little cards. He got up onto shaky feet walking over to one and fiddling with the small tag. 'Get well soon~ Akefia xoxo' They were from Akefia, he slowly made his way around the room, noticing the bunch of flowers seemed to get bigger and more complex as he went, each either from Bakura or Akefia. He flinched slightly as another loud crash of metal came from down stairs, he should probably check it out. But he was too tired. He shrugged it off tumbling back onto his bed and closing his eyes. He was too tired.
Akefia growled at the watery liquid splashed over him and the floor glaring at the pale teen laughing quite openly, "oh what! You're one's so much better," he spat glancing at the almost black liquid in the others pot.
"At least mines not on the ground." He smirked victoriously, both trying not to argue to loud and wake up their host, going to lean on the bench and frowning as a small smirk teased the other's lips before he growled as hot liquid soaked him and a metal pot smashed his foot, "ffffffffffffffffffff!" he bit violently onto his tongue to stop the swear escaping his lips and waking up Ryou. Akefia was laughing this time.
"You were saying."
"Well who the hell puts leeks in chicken soup."
"Leeks are meant to help people get better," Akefia bit back.
"Oh because Ryou just loves leeks. I know for a fact he doesn't like them."
"And what he likes burnt shit in a bowl. Wait I almost forgot a very important fact. Watery burnt shit in a bowl."
"I was trying. Its better then the milo you put in yours."
"He likes chocolate."
"Doesn't mean you put it in soup!"
"Like your better, marshmallow man."
"It was for consistency!"
"Bull crap."
"Shut up."
"You just wanted to put it in and I had to stop you putting cat biscuits in yours."
"Adds flavour. And I still added some."
"You're disgusting."
"At least it doesn't look like I wet my pants."
"Yeah, holding your foot is so much better and you know I didn't wet my bloody pants."
"How am I meant to know."
"And at least I'm not smoking."
"It just shows how bloody hot I am!"
"In your dreams."
"No, I save all of those for my sweet Ryou."
"DON'T YOU DARE. RYOU IS MINE YOU STUPID PARASITE."
"Keep dreaming, that's the only placed that will ever be even close to being true. Because in reality he's mine."
"You wish." Akefia growled, "we need to clean up."
"Fine. You clean the stove top and pans and what not. I'll clean the floor."
"Deal."
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Ryou wiggled uncomfortably at as something chilled against his skin. His eyes blinking open to the two tanned Egyptians on his bed. What were they doing, "wait don't move!" Ryou froze and stopped trying to sit up staring at the other two sleepily.
"Don't worry Creampuff child." Mariku's voice calmed him slightly. He couldn't help but relax slightly, he trusted Mariku, he hadn't seemed to lie to him so far. If anything he was very supportive. And truthful, even if the truth was bad. He never seemed to care.
"What are you two doing."
"Heard you were sick!" Marik piped up cheerfully, "we came to make you better." He sniggered slightly.
"So how are feeling," Mariku asked softly.
"Um… what are you doing."
"I'm painting Egyptian symbols on your chest!" Marik declared, "their healing symbols!"
"Don't touch your cheek by the way," Mariku spoke up, "the paint is still wet there."
"Oh." Ryou would of complained more, but to be honest he couldn't be bothered. Plus he didn't want to be rude and point out it wouldn't work and he just needed sleep, also not wanting to offend Marik as well in case he saw it as some Egyptian tradition. So he would let the other continue. He'd just wash it off when he showered anyway. It was sweet that they wanted him to get better. Marik grinned at the practically asleep boy enjoying just painting random symbols over the others pale skin. They had been sitting around for just over an hour, Bakura and Akefia had been too busy in the kitchen doing whatever the hell they were doing and they seemed to have left a bit ago now anyway.
"Don't worry Ryou! We're going to make you all better!"
"Um, thanks," Ryou sighed quiet tempted to touch his cheek that supposedly had paint on it.
"Why are you sick anyway," Mariku asked curiously. He had no clue how humans caught colds. He couldn't remember Marik ever having one. He remembered when he was bitten by that snake. But not a cold and he doubted Ryou was bitten by a snake.
"I guess it's probably cold season." Ryou shrugged, "I felt fine yesterday."
"Weird." Mariku concluded.
"They kind of are," Ryou agreed with a small smile glancing as his door opened and a pale and tanned pair of boys entered his room.
"What the fuck are you two doing to him," Bakura demanded jealously as Marik used his fingers to draw on his future lovers chest. Ryou seeming too tired to do much.
"I'm making him better," Marik huffed smirking slightly as he dragged a finger down the others chest.
"Stop that! You're being creepy." Akefia huffed striding over.
"No, these are ancient Egyptian symbols that are meant for healing," he poked out his tongue, loving the fact he was taking Ryou's time away from the other two Bakura's.
"We are being caring friends." Mariku purred to back up his Hikari. He tried to mostly always support his lighter half, it meant his own future goals would be achieved easier and he would eventually forget about just pissing off the other two and pay more attention to him.
"Well go be caring friends somewhere else," Bakura demanded, "we're looking after Ryou. If you really want go to a hospital and get sick yourself."
"I don't want a cold!" Marik huffed, "come on Mariku. We were just being good friends."
"Coming."
"Bye Ryou," Marik stood up placing a kiss to the others forehead, "get well soon kiss! Isis use to give them to me!"
Mariku copied the action despite the other two growling protests, "get well soon Ryou." He followed his light out of the room.
"They didn't have to leave. I don't mind." Ryou watched as the other two sat on his bed.
"We got you chicken soup." Akefia handed him the bowl and Bakura gave him the spoon.
"We tried making it. But we failed so we had to buy it. Sorry." Bakura sighed in defeat.
"That's fine! Thankyou so much for getting it for me."
"Anything for you my precious," both boys promised instantly. Growling slightly at each other. "Do you like it?" they growled again, "stop copying me!" Ryou giggled softly at the two bickering boys.
"You two are so in sync. Its sweet."
"Really?" they both blinked.
"You must be really close as brot-hers!" Ryou sneezed towards the end. It was such a cute sweet sound.
"…" if only he knew.
Bakura quickly grabbed a box of tissues he brought over, "tissue."
"No use one of mine, the picture on my box is much cuter!"
"No its not!"
Ryou giggled taking a sip of the soup they brought over as they continued to bicker about the boxes, to be honest both had nice pictures. He glanced up as his door seemed to open again. This time it was a black starfishes haired man, "hello Atem."
"Hmm, I see you two decided to pay a visit," Atem frowned walking over, "what's on your cheek Ryou."
"Oh. Marik painted it there. Apparently it's meant to heal me," Ryou placed a hand over it cautiously, "and look Akefia and Bakura got me chicken soup!"
"Lovely. We'll have that then you two head home and Ryou I want you too sleep. I'll check on you before school tomorrow."
"Ok," Ryou agreed.
"We don't wanna leave!" Bakura moaned childishly.
"You two have school tomorrow and Ryou needs rest to get better. We also don't want you two catching a cold."
"…"
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Ryou frowned slightly as he felt a slight pressure on his cheek, blinking awake to the sound of one of his friends voices, "morning Hikari!" it sounded like Bakura. He moaned slightly sitting onto his elbows and blinking awake at the pale teen on his bed, he was in the school uniform. "Wanted to say hi before school."
"Hello." Ryou yawned slightly.
"Have a sugar cube."
"Why."
"Sugar levels or something," Bakura popped a sugar cube into his old hosts mouth lovingly, "and plus they taste good."
Ryou giggled slightly, "they do taste very sweet."
"How are you feeling this morning," another voice broke in as Bakura was dragged off the bed and onto the ground allowing a shorter tanned teen to jump onto the bed instead in his place.
"Better," Ryou paused before sneezing slightly, "still tired I guess."
"Tissue," Akefia offered helpfully.
"My box of tissues has cuter pictures!" Bakura protested bolting up.
"Not that lie again," Akefia huffed moodily, "just look at mine. It's practically golden!"
"You're just obsessed with gold! My pictures cuter!"
"No it's not."
Ryou giggled slightly laying back down and listening to the two boys bickering as his eyes fluttered shut again and he slowly zoned out letting the purple fog roll back in, the one that had be contaminating all of his dreams lately. He had a weird dream during the night where he had been in hospital. Just looking at himself unconscious in pain, as Yugi's grandfather seemed to watch over him. Before he stood up suddenly and just left. Something happened to Yugi's grand father but the dream got blurred at that point and then he woke up to Bakura poking his cheek.
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Ryou yawned sleepily sitting up and noticing the teens sitting on the end of his bed just staring silently with completely straight faces. He blinked at them curiously letting off a slight sneeze. He questioned how so many people seemed to get into his house so easily. "You're kind of cute when you sneeze," the smaller blonde Egyptian spoke up.
They didn't seem to be in school uniform, he glanced at his alarm clock but the bigger male spoke u first, "school ended ten minutes ago. You're thieves will probably be here soon."
"Thieves?" Ryou frowned.
"Never mind," Mariku waved it off.
"Did you have a nice sleep! I bet you missed me!" the smaller Egyptian asked smirking.
"Ah ha," Ryou nodded, "I missed you two, Marik and Mariku."
"Are you feeling better," Mariku asked calmly watching Ryou nod softly.
"See! My symbols work!" Marik smirked victoriously, "I brought two colours of paint today! What one do you like better, blue or purple! I used purple yesterday, but I know you like blue so I got some!"
"Um…" he didn't want to decline because that would be rude and Marik seemed happy, "I do like blue." He decided to just agree instead.
"Yay! Blue it is then," Marik crawled up the bed to sit closer, "what one do you think worked better the chest or cheek or both."
"Cheek," Ryou decided it would be easier on his cheek then chest.
"Yay," Marik didn't really waste much time painting on his cheek happily with his finger, Mariku just watching in silence.
"Did I miss much at school."
"No."
Ryou blinked at Mariku's blunt reply, "o-k."
"Nothing important," Marik agreed, "and don't worry we can have a study date to catch up!"
"NO!" two voices growled instantly as the door opening. Ryou blinked at the two new people in his room.
"Hello Akefia, Bakura."
"We'll help you catch up Ryou. These two are idiots," Bakura huffed.
"I'm not an idiot!" Marik snapped, "I'm a genius you simple minded fool!"
"You wish. Has any of your stupid plans or schemes worked out in the past."
"Y-es! They have!"
"Like."
"Well we got his pants!"
"They were just pants!"
"So we still got them! And I… I succeed a lot! Mariku back me up!"
"You do. Very successful," Mariku gave his light an encouraging clap.
"Well we beat you in the last test at school," Akefia glared, "so we get to help Ryou catch up. Actually I beat the lot of you. So I in turn should do it by myself. It'd make it much easier."
"I got one mark under you," Mariku pointed out, "and I'm better at teaching people. I should do it."
"What makes you a better teacher!"
"I just am."
"Liar." Bakura hissed, "and that's not fair! I have better notes than you guys! I just can't remember jack shit when I get into the test and I don't need a stupid paper to prove I'm the best! I just am, so I'll help Ryou catch up!"
Ryou watched curiously as the four boys seemed to all fight over who would help him catch up, why did everyone seem so desperate to help him catch up. Maybe they wanted to be a tutors and this was a good opportunity to practice. He sneezed slightly watching all the random reasons why they should be the one to do it. His eyes glanced to the door as a new voice wavered through it. "I am Ryou's teacher and caretaker. I will help him catch up on the work he's missed." He watched the starfish haired man walk through the door with a smaller version of himself, despite the skin colour and height.
"Hello Ryou!" Yugi squished through the others, "sorry I couldn't visit yesterday Atem said you needed sleep."
"Hey Yugi, Atem," Ryou greeted the two new people in his room. Wow his room was currently popular. But at this rate all his friends were going to be sick. Which he didn't really want, he sighed slightly sitting onto his elbows.
"Marik stop painting on Ryou please."
"Healing him more like it," Marik pouted.
"And you have an entire class to worry about!" Bakura spluttered out, "I should help Ryou catch up!"
"If you're all so desperate to work more, we can all have a study get together in the library when Ryou's better." He paused for a moment giving the other boys a slight smirk, "all six of us."
"…" That wasn't what they wanted.
"Ryou how are you feeling," Atem reached out a hand to touch the smaller boys forehead cautiously, not noticing Ryou slight flinch at the action. "Still hot. I doubt you'd be able to go to school tomorrow either," he mused slightly, "but you should go back to sleep. Soon, have something to eat first."
"Ooo!" Akefia bounded over, "here!"
"What's that?" Ryou frowned slightly as the shorter male butted in.
"Garlic. Apparently it's meant to help you get better!"
"Um…" he didn't want to eat garlic. He really didn't want too. "No thanks Akefia… I'm not really that hungry." He lied slightly, he had been asleep all day practically. Since he was woken this morning he had only briefly woken once when Atem woke him for vitamins. But he didn't want to be rude.
"Awe! But they'll make you better!" he protested wanting to help his love interest in any way possible.
"He's not going to eat garlic," Atem stepped in thankfully, "or sugar cubes Bakura."
"What!? And why not!" both whined in protest.
"Firstly you can't force someone to eat raw garlic and secondly eating sugar cubes is extremely unhealthy for him. If you two really want to get him something I put some ice blocks in his fridge that are supposedly meant to help. You can grab one of those."
"I'll get it!" they both growled at each other trying to get to the fridge first.
"Be careful!" Ryou called out helplessly listening to the boys bash into walls and down his stairs.
"They'll be fine," Atem reassured, "and you two. No more painting on Ryou."
"Healing!"
"And the one on his forehead."
"Um… it's a different healing one."
"No it's not," Atem sighed slightly at the assortment of hearts and stars on the pale boys head and slightly on his hand now from checking Ryou's temperature.
"Don't worry Ryou!" Yuugi piped up, "you'll get better in no time!"
"Thanks," Ryou smiled slightly, "I don't see why you're all so worried about me."
"We're your friends!" Yugi promoted —more or less— he added in his head, he wanted to be Ryou's friend. But he couldn't really say what the Marik's were doing and the Bakura's could care less about friendship. They wanted the end result. Sadly not both of them could get it. And Ryou was in the middle of their fight. Once again. "We all want you to get better! then we can all have that study catch up together in the library my brother suggested! I'm invited right!?"
"Oh course," Ryou agreed smiling slightly at the boy, he was in one of his recent dreams. It had been weird. Like a cosplay dream. He met Yugi and his friends in some forest and they were talking then once again they ended playing a children's card game. He couldn't really control his body though so he had to watch. By the time he got control he was dressed as one of the few duel monster cards he had around the house. 'Change of Heart' and then Yugi and his friends were dressed up too and there was Yami and Bakura seemed to be the two duelling. It was really weird. Maybe he had seen something on tv about cosplaying recently?
"Can't wait," Yugi blinked as a pale boy panted in front of him holding out a long orange ice block.
"G-ot i-t!" Bakura smirked in victory as Akefia stalked into the room.
"You pushed me out of the way." Akefia muttered.
"Thankyou," Ryou sent them both encouraging smiles, "though you shouldn't fight. Its not overly important."
"But…" Bakura and Akefia started to complain before closing their mouths and muttering random things about taking care of him or making him better.
"Well I think we should all head out and let Ryou sleep or relax alone for a while," Atem attempted to usher everyone out, "I'll be back when you should have dinner Ryou."
"I'll get him dinner!" Bakura and Akefia both spluttered out quickly.
"Hmm," Atem paused, "can I trust you two to get plain chicken. Nothing on it."
"Yes!" they both nodded.
"We're not Marik." Bakura noted blandly.
"…" Marik blinked hearing his name, "wait…"
"He insulted you," Mariku whispered into his hosts ear quietly.
"What!? Bakura! I'm not stupid!"
"I never said that. You did."
"But you implied it!"
"I could of been implying anything." Bakura huffed crossing his arms over his chest.
"And pray tell then. What the bloody hell were you implying about me. Hmm."
"That you're the king of idiots."
"King…" Marik smirked slightly at the word before the rest of the sentence settled in, "I'm the king of geniuses!"
"Keep dreaming…"
"I can ensure you Marik is very smart," Mariku stuck up for his host, "he got perfect in our history test."
"Wow! I can bullshit a bunch on where I came from too!" Akefia joined in too.
"Lovely to know your all bullshitting my exams," Atem sighed helplessly. "But if you wish to continue your fight might I suggest we do so out of Ryou's room when he's trying to sleep."
They all glanced at Ryou before muttering a quick simultaneous 'fine'.
"Bye bye Ryou!" Marik bounded over to place a kiss on the others cheek and a quick pat on his head.
"See ya," Mariku gave a little semi circle wave and a kiss on the cheek before following his light from the room.
"Bye Ryou!" Bakura placed a kiss on his old hosts cheek, "I'll be back later with food!"
"Get better soon my Gem~" Akefia purred placing a gentle kiss on Ryou's completely red cheeks at this point, "I'll be back with even better food than him~" he promised before latching onto Bakura's collar and dragging him from the room.
"Bye Ryou!" Yuugi gave his friend a quick hug, and kiss on the cheek refusing to be left out from doing so, "get better quickly! I got a new puzzle we can do together!"
"Sounds like a plan." Ryou agreed as his friend left.
"Make sure to get enough sleep and have a shower," Atem noted placing a hand and sliding up the others bangs and placing a kiss on his forehead, plus he figured it was probably weirder on the cheek from him as Ryou saw him as his teacher.
"Ok," Ryou glanced up at his forehead, sort of tempted to touch it. Before glancing at the other as he slowly left the room, watching the door close slowly. He sighed lightly taking a bite from his ice lolly. At least it tasted sugary.
— — — — —
"Wake up sleepy head," Ryou fidgeted slightly being poked in the cheek again.
"Wakey wakey~" another voice purred, this time Ryou opened one of his eyes to glance at the pale and tanned teens on his bed once again. "Chicken and chicken."
"Morning… wait I mean afternoon. Night?" Ryou tried to guess the right greeting both boys laughed slightly.
"All three are fine," Bakura reassured.
"We got plain chicken."
"Are you going to eat with me?"
"Really!?" both boys ecstatic at the idea of eating with Ryou. "Yes!"
"Yay, its always better eating with someone."
"We'll eat with you any time," they promised.
"Just call," Akefia sat up excitedly, "I'll come over any time. Any time."
"I'll come over quicker," Bakura promised.
"No you won't, the elevator beats the stairs."
"I have other methods."
"I put better locks on the window." Apparently someone complained because they freaked out when two boys jumped out of the window. And then Atem said they couldn't do it any more but Bakura liked to still.
"Dick."
"I'm aware I'm a guy."
"…" Bakura glared, "lets eat. How are you feeling now Ryou."
"About the same to be honest," Ryou noted, "I kept waking up."
"Did you have a shower," Bakura asked curiously.
"If not I could help!" Akefia offered suddenly.
"I-ve ha-d one," Ryou responded hesitantly, he wasn't sure whether Akefia was serious about helping him shower. Wouldn't that be weird. He was pretty sure he remembered showering with Amane when they were younger, but firstly they were much much younger and related, "do you guys shower together," Ryou asked before he really had time to process.
"Sometimes," Bakura said truthfully. They didn't really see the issue, technically they were half the same person more or less at one stage. And he had to admit showering with Ryou seemed like an appealing option.
"Don't say that! You make it sound weird!" Akefia growled.
"Well you're the one who offered to have a shower with him," Bakura pointed out.
"I use to shower with my little sister," Ryou smiled sweetly at the two brothers. "Its sweet your close!"
"…" Again with that. They weren't close. They put up with each other for a mutual goal.
"But you do know if you constantly come over you might get sick too."
"I'd catch any cold you have~" Bakura purred, he couldn't remember ever having a cold really, not even living in Ryou.
"Me too."
"Thats one thing I don't want to share," Ryou sighed, "though I'm still confused how I caught it."
"…"
"Oh right!?" Akefia jumped up slightly.
"What." Bakura frowned slightly.
"Food!"
"Oh… right."
"Here," they passed Ryou the container they decided to put it in, plus after burning the shit out of a chicken, getting a lecture from the fire department and going out and buying one. They thought it'd be easier to just put it ripped up in a container. Plus if they had to be honest, it was sort of fun tearing it apart. And they broke the wishbone, Akefia won.
"Thankyou," Ryou giggled, he had good friends.
"So you kept waking up," Bakura asked curiously wishing to hear his old hosts sweet voice as they started to pick at the chicken.
"Yeah. It was sort of annoying," Ryou laughed lightly.
"What was waking you up," Akefia joined in, "too hot, cold. Lonely. I can keep you company."
"Na, nothing like that," Ryou shook his head, "just keep having weird dreams. And I guess I wake up when they finish."
"Weird," Bakura frowned, "how so."
"You know, dreams are just weird." Ryou shrugged, he didn't like telling people his dreams anymore. He had told Atem a few after he wrote them done or at least he assumed he did, he wrote he was going to tell Atem about them because he had questions about a couple. But then he couldn't actually remember having the dream or asking Atem at all, just the fact it was written down. He assumed he was just still having memory problems. But still he didn't want to risk it. He liked his dreams, they felt oddly familiar even if some were painful. And they all seemed based around the same time at the moment, like a to be continued story of dreams. He had his bandaged arm in most of them. So he assumed they were related and some of the conversations and actions suggested it too. He felt weak as if he was sick inside his dream a lot of the time and over half of it he wasn't in control of his body.
"I suppose so," Bakura shrugged it off, he would be lying though if he said he didn't recognise some of his dreams. He had asked Akefia about them and he had admitted to having them too. They were memories. But of Ryou's life, before them and just from his position. Some of them really hurt, they couldn't blame their host for wanting the memories gone. "But remember you can always tell us!"
"O-k," Ryou nodded, he had told Mariku about a few. He trusted Mariku with them. Plus he never seemed to forget with Mariku and he had helped with finding out about his father. Maybe it would be ok to tell a couple to the Ryou brothers too? "Do you two know how to cook," Ryou decided to change topic. He noticed they tried to give him food all the time."
"Something's," Akefia sighed, "not a lot. We made a successful pasta and steak the other day."
"Ooo! I can cook steak!" Bakura said excitedly, "really well!"
"Or raw," Akefia muttered, though he had to admit in that aspect when Bakura actually followed recipes and didn't try adding random things he was the better cook. Sadly he only liked cooking steak really.
"Oh, I was never good at cooking steak. Everyone use to complain it's was either too undercooked or overcooked."
"I bet it was perfect," Akefia confirmed.
"More than perfect!" Bakura agreed.
"We should all bake a cake together sometime. Or maybe cookies. Or jelly. Wait… cupcakes are fun too then you can decorate them and rainbow cakes fun."
"We can do them all," both boy nodded enthusiastically, wanting reasons to spend as much time with the other as possible.
"Thinking about cake though," Bakura bounced up. "We brought cake for dessert!"
"Really!" Ryou was practically sparkling with the suggestion of eating cake, being sick everyone normally gave you a bunch of random food, but not cake.
"Yep!" Akefia agreed, "chocolate mud!"
"Yum!" Ryou giggled slightly.
"We can have a third each!" Bakura smirked sitting on the bed with the cake. "But this is just between us. The P— Mr Moto doesn't know we brought it." He almost called the other pharaoh. Old habits died hard.
"Ok, shhh~" Ryou giggled holding a finger to his lips. The other two just smirked lovingly at their host. Too cute.
— — — — —
Ryou wiggled slightly as the warmth and safety of his blanket seemed to abandon his feet and leave them to the harsh cold air circulating his room. He blinked slightly as someone lifted one of his feet before it just felt wet. "Akefia," he yawned still half asleep as the tanned male grabbed his other foot, "what are you d—ah choo… what are you doing," he decided to restart his sentence.
"Helping!" Akefia smirked proudly.
"Why do my feet feel wet."
"I wet your socks!"
"W—hy?" he asked hesitantly but smiled slightly despite himself.
"It'll make you better! I read it in a book!"
"Oh. Thanks then."
"Look I wet mine too so we'd be matching!" Akefia grinned showing off his red and white socks to the other teen.
"Yay. Twins!" Ryou joked slightly.
"Indeed Yay," Akefia flopped next to his future boyfriend smirking at him goofily and loving the sweet giggle that escaped those perfect milky lips his. He could listen to it all day.
— — — — —
Akefia groaned slightly smashing onto the ground, "what the fuck Parasite."
"If anyones sleeping with Ryou it's me!" he hissed quietly crawling onto the bed and flopping down next to the sleeping teen. He had noticed the other had disappeared and wanted to ensure he wasn't with Ryou. He was.
"Fuck off!"
"You!"
"No! I had him first."
"No you didn't."
"Yes I did."
"He was my host, I had him longer."
"No. I was sleeping here first."
— — — — —
Bakura and Akefia groaned slightly feeling someone tapping on them, they blinked at the tanned male. "What the fuck could you want Pharaoh." Akefia greeted all but nicely receiving a glare from the man in question.
"Shh, Ryou's still sleeping. Why are you two here."
"Um… felt like it," Bakura huffed, "go away."
"I need Ryou to have breakfast and you two have school."
"Oh shut up," Akefia sat up stretching slightly, "I want a new bed."
"Why."
"Ryou's is fifty billion times better than mine."
"Yeah. You have a point," Bakura agreed, despite the fact most nights he slept on a beanbag anyway.
"You can save up and buy new mattresses yourself."
"Bitch."
"…" Atem sighed, it wasn't worth the fight. "Go home and get ready for school."
"…" Ryou murmured something inaudible flipping over on his mattress and reaching upwards dragging his shirt with him all three males glanced at his thin pale mid section. He was cute sleeping.
"I'll look after Ryou for the moment, you can visit again after school," Atem forced himself to look at the other two, "deal."
They both muttered a quick 'fine' before leaving grumpily using the shadows.
— — — — —
"Ryou!" Ryou wiggled slightly as he was completely taken away from his bed but decided whatever did it was actually quiet warm and comfy, he snuggled into the black material slightly wanting to sleep more. Not really minding as the other seemed to start walking someone else was talking happily but he couldn't bring himself to concentrate on them. He blinked as they seemed to be sitting down on something soft. "Wake up!" He blinked slightly at the blonde teen poking him, "movie time!"
"Marik."
"And Mariku!" the teen pointed to the bigger teen.
"We brought movies." Mariku agreed.
"It must be so boring sleeping all day! So we're going to watch movies! They'll make the cold go away, because you'll forget about it and thus it won't be there anymore," Marik smirked at his own logic.
"I-I," Ryou sighed deciding against telling the other colds didn't work like that instead deciding that watching movies wasn't the worst idea anyway, "what did you bring."
"Do you like disney!"
"Yeah…"
"We have aladdin!"
"And the little mermaid," Mariku added.
"And Sleeping beauty!"
"And Beauty and the beast."
"And Lilo and stitch!"
"Lots of options."
"Sounds great," Ryou leant slightly on the corner of Mariku's cape still feeling half asleep, Mariku smirked slightly at the action placing an arm around the boy as Marik hugged onto his arm lovingly. They had already set up the first movie. So all they had to do was press play.
— — — — —
Ryou had to admit he had fallen asleep halfway through the first movie and it seemed like the other two had fallen asleep too, he blinked slightly at the teen staring at them. Marik moaned as his shin was harshly kicked and Mariku just wiggled slightly at his lights pain, occasionally since Mariku was actually once one with Marik the same he still felt his pain, but the other teen kicked him anyway. "Go home Marik's." Ryou watched the other two get up, Mariku slowly lowering him to the lounge and stretching and Marik just pouting.
"Why did you kick me."
"You Ra damn know why," the pale teen glared.
"Mariku 'Kura's an asshole," Marik whined.
"He is. Want to go get ice-cream."
"Ice-cream… of course I want ice-cream!"
"Perfect, I'll get us some."
"Yay! Piggy back!" Marik held up his arms and the bigger male obediently picked him on onto his back, "see Mariku's not an ass. Unlike some people." He poked out his tongue cheekily, "bye bye sweet Ryou!"
"Bye Creampuff child," Mariku rubbed Ryou's head gently walking his light from the house.
"Ryou," the pale teen's voice turned gentle and lost its harshness.
"Bakura?" he whispered sleepily.
"Ah, so you're awake. Good," he smirked, "I made tea. And I put a spoon with honey in it. It might still be stuck on the spoon. I'm not sure." Ryou yawned sitting up and rubbing his eyes—cutely— and blinking at him through two wide milk chocolate orbs. He smirked goofily at his love interest passing him the cup with the tea in it. Because he had gotten accustomed to it in Ryou's body and knew how to make it and what Ryou use to like and not like. He added honey to it though hearing apparently it made it nicer, so he wanted to try and plus he read on multiple websites that honey was good for colds.
"Thanks 'Kura," Ryou yawned slightly as the other sat on the couch beside him, "I think it might of melted off." Ryou held up the spoon sleepily, "want to taste. It's still sweet and sugary." Bakura blinked slightly before licking the edge of the spoon and Ryou giggled sticking the spoon into his own mouth, "isn't honey sweet!"
"It is," Bakura agreed smirking, he knew Ryou was held asleep and probably wouldn't have offered if he was fully awake but he didn't mind, "wait here a moment." Bakura pushed himself back up as Ryou took a cautious sip of the tea. He stared blankly at the black screen as if it was the absolutely best thing in the universe and at the moment it seemed to be. Because he wasn't looking away not even even the other returned. "I'm back," Bakura pointed out and Ryou glanced at him curiously as he started to squeeze something golden onto a spoon, "open up." Ryou opened his mouth as Bakura popped the spoon in and let Ryou close his mouth to suck on it pouring some more on a second spoon and sticking it in his own mouth.
"Honey!" Ryou giggled sucking on the spoon. "Yum!"
"Indeed."
— — — — —
Ryou flipped slightly on his mattress to glance at his opening door, "hey Bakura, Akefia," he smiled slightly at the two. He had kind of just woken up anyway.
"Hey Ryou!" Bakura bounded over, "look! I got random lollies you can suck on… cough drops or something!"
"But they taste gross," Akefia came over pushing Bakura slightly to crouch in front of Ryou, "I got yummy ones! I got eucalyptus balls because they taste better!"
"Hmm," Ryou watched as Bakura scrambled to his feet hastily.
"You have no proof mine taste worst!"
"Try one and you'll see."
"…" Bakura paused, "shut up." He wasn't sure what they tasted like, he popped one in his mouth, "they aren't shitty tasting! They taste fine!"
"Yeah but mine taste better," Akefia clamped onto the other's cheeks forcing his mouth open taking out the cough drop and putting an eucalyptus ball instead before Bakura could bitch and complain, Ryou giggled slightly.
"…" Bakura grumbled, but he had to admit it was better. "I hate you." Akefia just smirked in sweet victory.
"Tissue," they both held up boxes as Ryou sneezed slightly.
"Thankyou," Ryou giggled lightly at the two boys, they were so nice to him constantly.
"Anytime." They sighed helplessly.
— — — — —
"What are you doing?" Ryou frowned glancing up at Bakura.
"Steam," Bakura shrugged, "it's good for colds."
"Oh," Ryou sat onto his elbows glancing at the steam in his bedroom, how did the teen get it in here.
"What the fuck is this!" another voice screeched as his door opened.
"Steam."
"But I'm asthmatic!" Akefia complained, "you're going to kill me!"
"If only," Bakura muttered, "and you don't need to be in here."
"But it's still not good to have this much… smoke anywhere!"
"Its steam…"
"… But I want to come in."
"But that's the point. It kills two birds with one stone, it keeps you out and I get to help my precious Ryou get better quicker," he poked out his tongue childishly.
"I'm telling Mariku on you!"
"Why Mariku!"
"I'm not whining to that Pharaoh! And Mariku will drag you away, he doesn't like steam either because he hates smoke alarms. All I have to do is convince him this'll set it off and boom! You're gone and your silly steam!"
"Bitch." Bakura slammed the door closed on the other.
— — — — —
"Hey Ryou!" Akefia smirked glad he had convinced Bakura to remove the steam in the room, "look!"
"What's that," Ryou blinked at the cup.
"Salty water, come on! I heard gargling good for colds!"
"Um… ok," Ryou let himself be lead into the bathroom lazily, not really bothered to protest against the action and grabbing the cup, "thanks."
"Anytime!" Akefia watched as Ryou gargled the water slightly before spitting it out. "And now drink this!"
"What is it?"
"Well salty water is gross as shit. So I put sugar in this one!"
"Cool," Ryou smiled slightly taking a sip of the sugary water, how much sugar did he put in it? But he kind of liked it.
"Like it," Akefia asked hopefully.
"Yep," Ryou nodded letting himself be lead back to bed with the other teen taking another sip from the cup. "How much sugar did you put in it.
"Um… good question. Not sure. Maybe six, seven spoonfuls."
"I'll keep that in mind," Ryou smiled sweetly sitting on his bed and placing down the glass and holding back a yawn, "did you want tea or something? I could make you some."
"No!" Akefia shook his head, "I'm looking after you!"
"Oh… ok." He felt like a lousy host. Everyone was so nice trying to help him get better.
"Lay down!"
"Why."
"I have this cream stuff apparently help if I rub it on your chest! Please! I want to make you better!"
"Um, I don't mind," Ryou couldn't help the slight pink tinge on his cheeks as Akefia lifted his shirt slightly. Ryou had to admit he was still too sleepy to really complain anyway.
"I'll make you all better!"
"O-k," Ryou smiled slightly yawning again.
"You can sleep."
"N-o I-m not th-at tired," Ryou yawned slightly.
"Of course not," Akefia smirked seeing Ryou was half asleep already, "it was merely a suggestion." He smirked grabbing some of the cream onto his hands and placing them against the others cold pale skin, it was so smooth. He smirked slightly running his hands over the others skin, it was so. Perfect. Roaming every inch to rub in the cream as Ryou was practically asleep and not complaining in the slightest.
Bakura growled jealously walking into the room and stalking closer, pulling back a fist and smashing it at the other and sending him tumbling off the bed, if anyone was being a creep it would be him! Especially when it involved Ryou! He huffed pleased with the moaning teen on the ground and sitting cautiously on the bed as not to wake up his beautiful Ryou taking over what Akefia had been doing.
"Hey! I was doing that!"
"I do it better," Bakura hissed.
"No you don't. He's mine, hands off."
"In your dreams."
"Yes that is true, but my dreams can't compare to how perfect we are in reality."
"Oh shut it."
"You just know it's true."
"I don't know what you're realities like but in this one, Ryou loves me. Not you."
"Get over yourself."
"…" both boys blinked as Ryou wiggled flipping onto his stomach.
"Too cute," they both smirked at his pale back lovingly.
— — — — —
"Ryou!" Atem sighed walking into the house and towards the lounge room where the television seemed to be on. "I see you decided to come watch tv."
"Yep!" Ryou nodded, "I'm feeling much better actually!" he took a sip of his tea, "I think I should go to school."
"Hmm, you do look much better," Atem agreed with a slight smirk at the smiling teen walking over and feeling his forehead, "your fever seems to have gone down. Good." He paused before adding, "but it's Friday. Not much use in you coming to school. Just have today off and start off fresh on Monday."
Ryou pouted slightly, "awe! but I'm better now! and its boring!"
"Just one day," Atem smiled at the boy, "I'm pleased you're feeling better."
"Everyone was so helpful! Don't I have awesome friends!"
"Y-eah," Atem sighed slightly, "it was very nice of them to help you get better. I'll still check on you during first and second break. Just watch tv for the day, relax. Maybe go on a walk, you've been in bed all week practically, a bit of physical activity might be good."
"Ok," Ryou smiled sweetly. "Will do! Thanks for checking up on me Atem. I'm lucky to have you around."
"Thanks Ryou. It makes me happy to hear that," Atem smiled softly rubbing the others head slightly.
"Well I'm pleased you're happy then! I love making people happy!"
"That's a lovely quality for someone to have," Atem agreed.
"We should have our catch up study meeting over the weekend!" Ryou suggested, "wait. I mean if everyones free that is."
"Well me and Yugi and Yami are free. And trust me, I have a feeling if I asked Bakura and Akefia they'd be free in a heartbeat. Marik and Mariku don't normally have many plans and it'll stop them drawing bat signals on all my stuff."
Ryou giggled slightly, "do Akefia and Bakura really like working."
"Not really, but those two love hanging out with their friends," Atem decided on simply, "don't you agree."
"Hanging out with friends is fun!" Ryou agreed happily.
"Well then I'll tell them while I'm at school, how does tomorrow sound to you."
"Perfect!" Ryou agreed happily.
"Ok then," Atem felt the other's forehead slightly again before sliding his hand up and placing a gentle kiss to Ryou's forehead, "be a good boy while I'm out and don't over do anything. You we're sick in bed yesterday."
"Ok, I promise."
"Good," he stood up and begun walking back to the door, "bye Ryou. I'll be back later."
"Bye bye Atem!" Ryou waved slightly taking a sip of his tea, "ooo! We should have lunch together when you get back!"
"…sounds like a plan," Atem agreed, "I'll bring something over alright."
"Yum," Ryou smiled watching the other leave before turning back to the screen to continue watching his show. He wasn't sure but he had been dreaming where he was sitting in some kitchen eating claiming about there being like nothing to eat in the shadows or something and then he woke up and felt perfectly fine. It seemed to disappear almost as quick as it had come. Weird.
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Thank-you for reading…
So yeah? It kind of was around just when Ryou woke up and went back to sleep… Hmm, at least he's feeling A okay now! Yay!
(I really didn't know what to name this though)