Disclaimer: not mine... any of it... *yawns* that includes the characters,
the show, and R2-D2... so I dunno my StarWars, it's been a while =P *yawns,
again*
Nanaki: lack of sleep, still, Nana-chan...?
Nanashi: more or less.... *sighs* I should quit for a while... oh yeah, sorry about the long, er, quickness(?) of this chapter... I'm literally running out of time... and energy, for some odd reason...
Nanaki: shouldn'ta given it all to Yue, a.k.a. The Trip... *snickers*
Nanashi: *falls over, with a THUD... then snores, hugging her neko- Kaiba plushie*
Nanaki: *anime sweatdrops* er...
Warnings: shounen-ai, so to speak... longer than average... for reasons unknown... er, Nana-chan, you can start now...
Nanashi: *snores somemore*
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"I can tell him for you, if you want?" Tea offered, as she folded her arms, looking pretty impatient.
Bakura merely gave her a look.
The girl blinked, then smiled meekly, "er, never mind...."
"Rehearse, Bakura..." Yugi suggested.
Bakura sighed, staring at the ceiling. "I'm... I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm...!" he chanted, then nodded. "Bakura! Bakura, Bakura, Bakura, Bakura, Bakura, Bakura... alright..."
"Great... now put 'em together..." Tea ordered. Bakura sighed.
"I'm Bakura..."
"See? Piece-a-cake!" the real girl said, with a wise nod.
Bakura folded his arms, "Tea, it's not that easy... I... maybe I'm just being immature... about this whole thing..."
Yugi smiled, "you're not, Bakura... everyone acts a certain way for a reason..."
"Yeah, like you being difficult about this... maybe it's destiny..." Tea said, dryly. Yugi shot her a look, causing her to bite her lip, and look away innocently.
Bakura frowned, "how hard can it be...?" he thought, with another sigh. Then with a frown, he got up, and walked out of the room, looking determined.
~~~***~~~
Tristan sighed, again. His hands were clasped behind his head, as he stared at the ceiling, his brow furrowed in thought.
Well, this was simple, enough.
Actually, not really.
How hard could it be?
It was kind of strange, a while ago with Bakla. Just saying something like that, out of the blue. The brunette closed his eyes, for a moment.
"I'm Bakura... 's second cousin..."
It sounded so... false. Opening his eyes, Tristan sat up, resting his elbow against his knee, as he thought more about it.
"I'm Bakura..." then, "second cousin."?
It didn't add up, at all. "Alright, either I've gotten really naive, or I'm missing something..." he muttered.
Then another knock on the door. Blinking, Tristan decided answering would be better. So he got up, and strolled over, opening the door.
Bakla, again.
He smiled, faintly, "uh, yeah?"
"Alright... I think it's best I just say this..." she said, with a firm nod, as she rubbed the back of her neck, nervously.
Tristan raised an eyebrow, at the sudden directiness. "Alright... say what?"
"Tristan, I, uhhh..."
Stepping back, Tristan opened the door further, "coming in?"
She bit her lip, then stepped into the room. Tristan closed the door, and turned to her. "So, what's up?"
"I'm, uhhhh... I'm, uhhh... is it hot in here?" she mumbled, staring at the floor.
Tristan blinked. Did she just cringe?
"Uh, not really... what is it?" he asked, again.
"Okay... okay, okay, okay... Tristan, just so you know... I really, really, really like you... so much... and I didn't want to keep anything from you, but I had to... because, I don't know... it was like my instincts were telling me to... and I know you might be angry at the fact that I told Yugi first, and... Yugi told Tea, and, and... I don't know how Kaiba found out, but he did, and..." she blurted out, all in one breath.
Tristan stared at her, his eyes wide at how much was just said. "Hey, take a breath, it's okay..." he said, walking up to her.
Bakla sighed, then swallowed, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. She looked up at him, biting her lip.
"I'm sorry I haven't told you sooner, really... I just... it just... I couldn't... not then... but I think I can now... I-I don't know why it even mattered..." she said, quietly.
"What? Told me what?" Tristan asked, gently.
She took a rbeath, "why did it matter?" she muttered, shaking her head. Then she looked up at him, again. "It probably wouldn't matter to you, would it?"
Tristan managed a small smile, "I don't know... tell me what wouldn't matter, and I'll tell you if you're right."
She sighed, and nodded, "... alright... Tristan..."
"Hm?"
"... I'm Bakura..."
Tristan blinked, confused for a second. Then tilted his head, waiting for her to finish.
She pursed her lips, watching him, carefully.
She was done? That was it? Nothing to add?
Bakla swallowed, then gently touched Tristan's face. "Did you hear me?" she asked, softly.
"Uh..."
"... I'm Bakura..." she repeated.
"Huh..." Tristan said, uncertainly. Then all he could do was fall to the floor
Unconscious.
~~~***~~~
THUD.
Bakura cringed, seeing Tristan on the floor. When less than a second ago he was on his feet, pretty much fine.
"Not the reaction I was expecting..." he muttered, and knelt down, cradling the taller boy's head in his lap.
"Tristan...?"
No response.
"Tristan, are you okay...?"
Then Joey strolled in, "Hey, Tris'... forget the advice, I'm bored, and..." he started to say. Then froze, at the scene in front of him.
"Uh, I interruptin anything?" he asked, with a small grin.
Bakura turned pink, "no, Joey... no, nothing at all... Tristan, he just... well, we were... uh, talking, and... he kind of... well, he..." he started to explain, hastily.
"Ah, dirty talk, huh? Hm, I thought Tristan could handle that kinda thing..." Joey said, as he leaned against the doorframe.
Bakura turned red, "no, Joey! We weren't! Doing anything...! Just talking, then.... he kind of fainted, and..."
"Why would he faint?"
Bakura looked down at Tristan, gently touching his face, "uh, well... because I, uh... told him something kind of... unexpected..." he mumbled, in embarrassment.
"Unexpected?"
Bakura sighed, looking at Joey, "I'm Bakura..."
Joey blinked, "huh?"
"Bakura... I'm Bakura..."
The blonde blinked, again, "not followin..."
"Joey! I own the Millennium Ring! The spirit of the ring is a Tomb Robber... You used to have a crush on Yugi, now you have a crush on Kaiba... you and Tristan kissed once, when you were younger... your sister is Serenity... you were runner-up at the Duelist Kingdom tournament, and..."
Joey raised an eyebrow, "Bakura talks about us a lot, huh?"
Bakura slapped his forehead, exasperated.
Joey laughed. "Just kiddin..." he assured him, as he strolled in, and knelt down next to the pair on the floor. "So, what's up?"
"You're taking it oddly well..." Bakura commented, eyeing Joey suspiciously.
"Eh, I kinda got over it, already..."
"Already?"
"Kaiba told me..."
Bakura blinked, "why would Kaiba tell you...?"
"Kiss and tell, I guess..." Joey replied, with a shrug.
"Kiss... and tell?"
The blonde turned a fair shade of red, as he poked at Tristan. "Uh... yeah... ahem, so, I'm guessin Tris' ain't takin it too well..."
Bakura smiled, "so... you and Kaiba...?"
"Quiet, not a word, Bakura!" Joey commanded. The 'girl' smiled, and nodded.
"Alright, then..." He agreed, then blinked, "um, about earlier..."
"Oh yeah, about that... sorry for, uh, starin at you, and all..."
Bakura nodded, "no problem..."
Joey nodded, "good, I'm glad... so, uh, Tris'...?"
Bakura bit his lip, "I wasn't expecting this kind of reaction..." he said, softly. Joey watched the silver-haired teen, with sympathy.
"Everyone else took it fine... but he..." Bakura shook his head, looking at Joey. "Why did he...?" he started to ask.
The blonde sighed, "I dunno..."
"I thought it wouldn't matter to him..."
Joey shook his head, "Tris' is kinda hard to read... took me how long to find out that when he says 'anything's fine with me', means 'but if ya eat burritos again, I'll pound ya...'" Joey said, with a small smile.
Bakura forced a smile. Then went back to watching Tristan, as he suddenly felt a twinge of pain in his chest.
So, it mattered how he looked?
At least, it seemed to, for Tristan.
~~~***~~~
"How could he faint!?" Tea cried. "DOESN'T HE KNOW THAT WON'T HELP BAKURA'S SELF-ESTEEM?!"
Yugi sighed, and shook his head. "Not so loud, Tea... Bakura's only upstairs..."
Tea folded her arms, "I can't believe Tristan's so... so... callous! Only for looks!?" she spat.
Joey frowned, "Tristan's not like that, Tea!" he snapped.
Tea scowled, "look what he did when Bakura told him what was going on..."
The blonde's frown deepened, as he shook his head. "If anything, Tris' should be angry..."
Yugi blinked, looking up from his Puzzle, which he was fiddling with. "What?"
"Tris' really likes Bakura, and in Bakura's time of need, who does he ask for...?" Joey said, glaring at Tea.
Tea looked away, sighing. "Okay, then... I see your point," she muttered.
Yugi blinked, "what?"
"Bakura went to you, Yugi..." Tea explained, shaking her head.
Yugi bit his lip, as he went back to fiddling with his Puzzle.
Joey blinked, and he shook his head. "I'm not blamin you, Yuge... I'm just sayin, Tristan's not necessarily in the wrong here..."
"But Bakura panicked... it's to be expected," Tea pointed out.
"True... but Tristan can keep a cool head in most situations..." Kaiba said, as he walked into the livingroom. Then he shrugged, "apparently..." he added.
"What're you saying...?" Tea demanded.
"I'm saying, that if Bakura merely let us all in, on what was happening with him, especially Tristan, none of this would be happening... and if Tristan was the first to know, imagine how supportive he would have been..." Kaiba explained, leaning against the couch, behind Joey.
"You call fainting when Bakura told him, being supportive...?" Tea muttered, then she sighed. "Poor Bakura..."
"Speaking of which... where is he?" Yugi asked.
"With Tristan... waiting for him wake up..." Joey answered, with a shrug.
~~~***~~~
Meanwhile, outside of Tristan's window, on a treebranch, was the weird figure from a few days ago. She was peering into the window, cackling.
"Heeheeheehee, my theory has to be right! Regardless of looks, someone's love can't be changed!" she whispered, gleefully.
A bird landed in her hair, and chirped a few times.
The weird girl looked up at the bird, "no, I'm not talking to myself... you heard me, right?"
The bird chirped.
"Well, see?"
The bird chirped a few more times.
"I will... when the boy figures out what he wants..." she replied, flipping her hair, and trying to stoop lower, to avoid being seen.
~~~***~~~
Bakura sighed, fiddling with a piece of thread that hung from Tristan's sleeve. Tristan was placed on the bed, with Joey's help. So now, it was merely about waiting for him to wake up. And Bakura wasn't feeling very patient at the moment...
"Can you wake up, already?" he asked, softly.
Tristan then yawned, and started to stretch, as if he were listening to Bakura's request. Rubbing his eyes, the taller teen sat up, still looking tired.
Bakura smiled faintly, "Tristan?"
"Yeah...?" he said, with another yawn. Then he blinked, lowering his hands, looking at Bakura.
"... Bakura..."
Bakura bit his lip, then nodded. "Hi..."
"... It's... uh... well, uh... kinda... heh, wow..." he said, slowly.
Bakura sighed, leaning back, "what?"
"... How'd this happen?"
"I don't know?"
"... Does it bother you?"
"I could ask you same thing..."
Tristan blinked, then smiled faintly in apology. "Oh, yeah... sorry about that..."
"Why'd you...?"
"I have no clue..."
"What?"
"I, actually ... should be happy... actually, I am..."
"What?"
Tristan shrugged, and grabbed Bakura's hand. "I'm really, really sorry about that, Bakura... honest... it was just... a bit of a shock for me..."
"I don't think that makes much sense... the others..."
"Others?"
Bakura lowered his head, guiltily. "Yugi, Tea, and Kaiba knew, and Joey just found out, apparently... who I was... er, am, I mean..."
Tristan frowned slightly, then sighed, "oh..."
"I'm sorry..."
"Huh?" Tristan blinked, then shook his head, smiling wryly. "I'm the one apologizing, remember?"
"But..."
"You panicked... right? It sounded like you were panicking that morning..."
Bakura stared at him, his eyes wide. Not really believing how observant the brunette could be. And at least he didn't jump to any quick conclusions... Then he smiled, faintly.
"So that night... it was you..."
Bakura blushed, as he nodded.
Tristan smiled, "that, uhh... heh, really affected me..."
"You hid it well enough..." Bakura teased, shyly.
"Nearly fell on my face, when I was heading down the hall..." Tristan admitted.
Bakura laughed.
Tristan shook his head, in amusement. They were quiet for a moment. Then, "I wonder how dense a person can be...?" the brunette said, almost to himself.
"What?"
"It should have been obvious..."
Bakura smiled faintly, as he shyly watched Tristan's hands hold his. "What's that?"
"You being you..."
"What?" Bakura asked, looking at Tristan in confusion.
"I should've known, Bakura..." Tristan replied, with a shrug, and a sheepish smile. "I go through the same things... everytime I'm around you... guy or girl..."
Bakura swallowed, his cheeks reddening, "what... what do you mean...?"
Tristan shrugged, with a small smile. "Well... on a bad day, you, uh... actually make me happier, smiling more... my heart speeds up... and, uh..."
"... Don't go there..." Bakura mumbled, growing embarrassed.
Tristan tried not to laugh, "heh, of course... I would never go there..."
"So, um... what now?"
"Well... I, uh... would hold a grudge, but I'm... kinda... sure about the whole... love thing... so, being angry is kind of out of the question..."
"Love...?"
"Uh, yeah..."
Bakura blinked, then smiled, seeing Tristan actually begin to blush. Clearing his throat, the brunette stared at the blanket.
"So... 'what now', huh?"
Bakura nodded, slowly.
Tristan smiled, turning back to him, "you have two options..."
"Which are?"
"One, I tell how I feel... or two, I let actions speak, since they're louder than words..."
Bakura started to blush, again. "Uhhh... there's no way of combining the two...?"
Tristan tilted his head, thoughtfully, "hmmmmmm, now that's an interesting idea..." He leaned back against the headboard, tapping his chin, pretending to think.
"You're doing this to try and annoy me..." Bakura pointed out, pouting playfully. The taller teen grinned, slightly.
"You honestly... really, truly, swear to Ra... wouldn't mind being... with me?"
Bakura's heart swelled, then he leapt at Tristan, and hugged him tightly. "I wouldn't have it any other way..."
Tristan wrapped his arms around Bakura, returning the embrace. Then with a mischievious grin, he pulled the 'girl' over himself, shifting his weight, now laying over Bakura.
Bakura started to blush, deeply. "Tristan..." he managed to squeak.
"Relax... you said don't go there... so we won't..." Tristan promised, with a mock solemn nod. Bakura laughed, then quickly got silenced, as Tristan's mouth met his.
~~~***~~~
The bird was hopping up and down, on the girl's head, whistling and chirping, excitedly.
"Quiet! You sound like R2-D2!" the girl hissed, clapping her hand over the bird, to hold it still.
The bird chirped, again, only muffled, since a hand was in its way.
"Not until they say it...!" the girl said sternly, watching the pair in the window, her eyes narrowed in determination.
~~~***~~~
Bakura sighed contently, in Tristan's warm embrace. Their noses touching, and getting a small kiss from the brunette from time to time.
"Tristan..."
"Hm...?"
"Can I ask you something...?"
"Not for chicken, I hope..."
Bakura blinked, "what?"
Tristan shook his head, smiling impishly, "uh, never mind.. long story..."
Bakura shook his head, trying not to laugh. "Oh... well, not that anyways... uh, about the 'love' thing... can you...? Um..." he blushed, fiddling with the collar of Tristan's shirt.
He smiled, "english or Japanese?"
"Either one..." the 'girl' replied, still blushing.
"You return the feelings, right?"
"Of course..."
"Alright... ai shiteimasu, Bakura..." Tristan said sincerely, playing with Bakura's hair.
Bakura smiled happily, "thank you..."
Tristan raised an eyebrow, "uh, you're welcome?"
"Oh! sorry... I love you, too..." Bakura said, hastily.
Tristan laughed, "thank you..."
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The bird practically stomped on the girl's head, whistling and chirping, impatiently.
"Yes, yes...! I heard, I heard!" she snapped, reading through a Japanese- English dictionary. "Ai... shitemasu...? hmmmmmm..."
The bird chirped, angerly.
"Oh yeah! 'Ai' means 'love'! okay then..." the girl said, with a shrug. "That counts... ahem... HIGGETY PIGGETY, SIGGETY FROOD!!!"
The bird chirped, doubtfully.
"Yes, it's an incantation!"
~BAMF~
The girl blinked, "damn... he wasn't supposed to change back till tomorrow morning..." she mumbled, looking at her hands, then back into the window.
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Some strange force hit into Tristan, almost like a really strong wind. Knocking him off of Bakura. "AUGH!" he yelled, in surprise, falling off the bed. Bakura sat up, his eyes wide. Then he looked himself over. Then he smiled in delight. Jumping off the bed, he knelt beside Tristan.
"I'm me, again!" he cried, excitedly. Then hugged Tristan, tightly.
Tristan sighed, rubbing the back of his head, which happened to hit the floor. "Didn't think you changing back would knock me senseless..."
"Oh... sorry... but, Tristan... I'm me, again!" Bakura said, unable to stop smiling. Tristan smiled back.
"Congratulations..." he replied. Then gently held either side of Bakura's face, kissing him, softly. Bakura, still very enthusiastic, returned the kiss eagerly. To Tristan's mild amazement. But who was he to complain?
~~~***~~~
The girl was taking notes, laughing evilly. "Hah! In their faces! Changing back, the 'seme' still cares very deeply about the test subject! hah! so love has nothing to do with appearances! hah!"
The bird chirped.
"I like saying 'hah!' thank you very much!" she retorted, then jumped to her feet, only to plummet back to the ground.
"YAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHH!"
THUNK!
THe bird flew down after her, landing on her knee, chirping in very mild concern. The girl got up, hastily.
"Come! We must tell the Yaoi/Shounen-ai Commitee about my discovery!!!" she declared, pointing into the woods.
The bird chirped again.
"Yes, MY discovery...!"
And the girl and the bird argued on, as they stormed into the woods, as quietly as they came. Sorta quietly, anyways.
~No More (Or to Put it More Formally, The End ^_^())~
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Nanashi: *continues to snore*
Nanaki: *anime sweatdrops* this one's done ^_^
Nanashi: *hugs her neko-Kaiba plushie, mumbling* thank you, again, Hyatt Insomnia...
Nanaki: WHEN AND HOW'D YOU GET SO TIRED AND LAZY!?!?!?
Nanashi: *snores*... lotsa effort... *rolls over, sleeping*
Nanaki: *anime sweatdrops* you have issues... *whines* I thought that was my job! by the by, Nana-chan...
Nanashi: ZzzzzzZzzzzzZzzzzz...
Nanaki: rushed ending, huh...?
Nanashi: ... Nana-chan am seepy... *rolls over, still snoring*
Nanaki: *blinks* uh, that means 'Nana-chan is sleepy'... bleh, *falls over, hugging her usagi-Ryou plushie* nighty-nite... *snores*
Nanaki: lack of sleep, still, Nana-chan...?
Nanashi: more or less.... *sighs* I should quit for a while... oh yeah, sorry about the long, er, quickness(?) of this chapter... I'm literally running out of time... and energy, for some odd reason...
Nanaki: shouldn'ta given it all to Yue, a.k.a. The Trip... *snickers*
Nanashi: *falls over, with a THUD... then snores, hugging her neko- Kaiba plushie*
Nanaki: *anime sweatdrops* er...
Warnings: shounen-ai, so to speak... longer than average... for reasons unknown... er, Nana-chan, you can start now...
Nanashi: *snores somemore*
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"I can tell him for you, if you want?" Tea offered, as she folded her arms, looking pretty impatient.
Bakura merely gave her a look.
The girl blinked, then smiled meekly, "er, never mind...."
"Rehearse, Bakura..." Yugi suggested.
Bakura sighed, staring at the ceiling. "I'm... I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm...!" he chanted, then nodded. "Bakura! Bakura, Bakura, Bakura, Bakura, Bakura, Bakura... alright..."
"Great... now put 'em together..." Tea ordered. Bakura sighed.
"I'm Bakura..."
"See? Piece-a-cake!" the real girl said, with a wise nod.
Bakura folded his arms, "Tea, it's not that easy... I... maybe I'm just being immature... about this whole thing..."
Yugi smiled, "you're not, Bakura... everyone acts a certain way for a reason..."
"Yeah, like you being difficult about this... maybe it's destiny..." Tea said, dryly. Yugi shot her a look, causing her to bite her lip, and look away innocently.
Bakura frowned, "how hard can it be...?" he thought, with another sigh. Then with a frown, he got up, and walked out of the room, looking determined.
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Tristan sighed, again. His hands were clasped behind his head, as he stared at the ceiling, his brow furrowed in thought.
Well, this was simple, enough.
Actually, not really.
How hard could it be?
It was kind of strange, a while ago with Bakla. Just saying something like that, out of the blue. The brunette closed his eyes, for a moment.
"I'm Bakura... 's second cousin..."
It sounded so... false. Opening his eyes, Tristan sat up, resting his elbow against his knee, as he thought more about it.
"I'm Bakura..." then, "second cousin."?
It didn't add up, at all. "Alright, either I've gotten really naive, or I'm missing something..." he muttered.
Then another knock on the door. Blinking, Tristan decided answering would be better. So he got up, and strolled over, opening the door.
Bakla, again.
He smiled, faintly, "uh, yeah?"
"Alright... I think it's best I just say this..." she said, with a firm nod, as she rubbed the back of her neck, nervously.
Tristan raised an eyebrow, at the sudden directiness. "Alright... say what?"
"Tristan, I, uhhh..."
Stepping back, Tristan opened the door further, "coming in?"
She bit her lip, then stepped into the room. Tristan closed the door, and turned to her. "So, what's up?"
"I'm, uhhhh... I'm, uhhh... is it hot in here?" she mumbled, staring at the floor.
Tristan blinked. Did she just cringe?
"Uh, not really... what is it?" he asked, again.
"Okay... okay, okay, okay... Tristan, just so you know... I really, really, really like you... so much... and I didn't want to keep anything from you, but I had to... because, I don't know... it was like my instincts were telling me to... and I know you might be angry at the fact that I told Yugi first, and... Yugi told Tea, and, and... I don't know how Kaiba found out, but he did, and..." she blurted out, all in one breath.
Tristan stared at her, his eyes wide at how much was just said. "Hey, take a breath, it's okay..." he said, walking up to her.
Bakla sighed, then swallowed, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. She looked up at him, biting her lip.
"I'm sorry I haven't told you sooner, really... I just... it just... I couldn't... not then... but I think I can now... I-I don't know why it even mattered..." she said, quietly.
"What? Told me what?" Tristan asked, gently.
She took a rbeath, "why did it matter?" she muttered, shaking her head. Then she looked up at him, again. "It probably wouldn't matter to you, would it?"
Tristan managed a small smile, "I don't know... tell me what wouldn't matter, and I'll tell you if you're right."
She sighed, and nodded, "... alright... Tristan..."
"Hm?"
"... I'm Bakura..."
Tristan blinked, confused for a second. Then tilted his head, waiting for her to finish.
She pursed her lips, watching him, carefully.
She was done? That was it? Nothing to add?
Bakla swallowed, then gently touched Tristan's face. "Did you hear me?" she asked, softly.
"Uh..."
"... I'm Bakura..." she repeated.
"Huh..." Tristan said, uncertainly. Then all he could do was fall to the floor
Unconscious.
~~~***~~~
THUD.
Bakura cringed, seeing Tristan on the floor. When less than a second ago he was on his feet, pretty much fine.
"Not the reaction I was expecting..." he muttered, and knelt down, cradling the taller boy's head in his lap.
"Tristan...?"
No response.
"Tristan, are you okay...?"
Then Joey strolled in, "Hey, Tris'... forget the advice, I'm bored, and..." he started to say. Then froze, at the scene in front of him.
"Uh, I interruptin anything?" he asked, with a small grin.
Bakura turned pink, "no, Joey... no, nothing at all... Tristan, he just... well, we were... uh, talking, and... he kind of... well, he..." he started to explain, hastily.
"Ah, dirty talk, huh? Hm, I thought Tristan could handle that kinda thing..." Joey said, as he leaned against the doorframe.
Bakura turned red, "no, Joey! We weren't! Doing anything...! Just talking, then.... he kind of fainted, and..."
"Why would he faint?"
Bakura looked down at Tristan, gently touching his face, "uh, well... because I, uh... told him something kind of... unexpected..." he mumbled, in embarrassment.
"Unexpected?"
Bakura sighed, looking at Joey, "I'm Bakura..."
Joey blinked, "huh?"
"Bakura... I'm Bakura..."
The blonde blinked, again, "not followin..."
"Joey! I own the Millennium Ring! The spirit of the ring is a Tomb Robber... You used to have a crush on Yugi, now you have a crush on Kaiba... you and Tristan kissed once, when you were younger... your sister is Serenity... you were runner-up at the Duelist Kingdom tournament, and..."
Joey raised an eyebrow, "Bakura talks about us a lot, huh?"
Bakura slapped his forehead, exasperated.
Joey laughed. "Just kiddin..." he assured him, as he strolled in, and knelt down next to the pair on the floor. "So, what's up?"
"You're taking it oddly well..." Bakura commented, eyeing Joey suspiciously.
"Eh, I kinda got over it, already..."
"Already?"
"Kaiba told me..."
Bakura blinked, "why would Kaiba tell you...?"
"Kiss and tell, I guess..." Joey replied, with a shrug.
"Kiss... and tell?"
The blonde turned a fair shade of red, as he poked at Tristan. "Uh... yeah... ahem, so, I'm guessin Tris' ain't takin it too well..."
Bakura smiled, "so... you and Kaiba...?"
"Quiet, not a word, Bakura!" Joey commanded. The 'girl' smiled, and nodded.
"Alright, then..." He agreed, then blinked, "um, about earlier..."
"Oh yeah, about that... sorry for, uh, starin at you, and all..."
Bakura nodded, "no problem..."
Joey nodded, "good, I'm glad... so, uh, Tris'...?"
Bakura bit his lip, "I wasn't expecting this kind of reaction..." he said, softly. Joey watched the silver-haired teen, with sympathy.
"Everyone else took it fine... but he..." Bakura shook his head, looking at Joey. "Why did he...?" he started to ask.
The blonde sighed, "I dunno..."
"I thought it wouldn't matter to him..."
Joey shook his head, "Tris' is kinda hard to read... took me how long to find out that when he says 'anything's fine with me', means 'but if ya eat burritos again, I'll pound ya...'" Joey said, with a small smile.
Bakura forced a smile. Then went back to watching Tristan, as he suddenly felt a twinge of pain in his chest.
So, it mattered how he looked?
At least, it seemed to, for Tristan.
~~~***~~~
"How could he faint!?" Tea cried. "DOESN'T HE KNOW THAT WON'T HELP BAKURA'S SELF-ESTEEM?!"
Yugi sighed, and shook his head. "Not so loud, Tea... Bakura's only upstairs..."
Tea folded her arms, "I can't believe Tristan's so... so... callous! Only for looks!?" she spat.
Joey frowned, "Tristan's not like that, Tea!" he snapped.
Tea scowled, "look what he did when Bakura told him what was going on..."
The blonde's frown deepened, as he shook his head. "If anything, Tris' should be angry..."
Yugi blinked, looking up from his Puzzle, which he was fiddling with. "What?"
"Tris' really likes Bakura, and in Bakura's time of need, who does he ask for...?" Joey said, glaring at Tea.
Tea looked away, sighing. "Okay, then... I see your point," she muttered.
Yugi blinked, "what?"
"Bakura went to you, Yugi..." Tea explained, shaking her head.
Yugi bit his lip, as he went back to fiddling with his Puzzle.
Joey blinked, and he shook his head. "I'm not blamin you, Yuge... I'm just sayin, Tristan's not necessarily in the wrong here..."
"But Bakura panicked... it's to be expected," Tea pointed out.
"True... but Tristan can keep a cool head in most situations..." Kaiba said, as he walked into the livingroom. Then he shrugged, "apparently..." he added.
"What're you saying...?" Tea demanded.
"I'm saying, that if Bakura merely let us all in, on what was happening with him, especially Tristan, none of this would be happening... and if Tristan was the first to know, imagine how supportive he would have been..." Kaiba explained, leaning against the couch, behind Joey.
"You call fainting when Bakura told him, being supportive...?" Tea muttered, then she sighed. "Poor Bakura..."
"Speaking of which... where is he?" Yugi asked.
"With Tristan... waiting for him wake up..." Joey answered, with a shrug.
~~~***~~~
Meanwhile, outside of Tristan's window, on a treebranch, was the weird figure from a few days ago. She was peering into the window, cackling.
"Heeheeheehee, my theory has to be right! Regardless of looks, someone's love can't be changed!" she whispered, gleefully.
A bird landed in her hair, and chirped a few times.
The weird girl looked up at the bird, "no, I'm not talking to myself... you heard me, right?"
The bird chirped.
"Well, see?"
The bird chirped a few more times.
"I will... when the boy figures out what he wants..." she replied, flipping her hair, and trying to stoop lower, to avoid being seen.
~~~***~~~
Bakura sighed, fiddling with a piece of thread that hung from Tristan's sleeve. Tristan was placed on the bed, with Joey's help. So now, it was merely about waiting for him to wake up. And Bakura wasn't feeling very patient at the moment...
"Can you wake up, already?" he asked, softly.
Tristan then yawned, and started to stretch, as if he were listening to Bakura's request. Rubbing his eyes, the taller teen sat up, still looking tired.
Bakura smiled faintly, "Tristan?"
"Yeah...?" he said, with another yawn. Then he blinked, lowering his hands, looking at Bakura.
"... Bakura..."
Bakura bit his lip, then nodded. "Hi..."
"... It's... uh... well, uh... kinda... heh, wow..." he said, slowly.
Bakura sighed, leaning back, "what?"
"... How'd this happen?"
"I don't know?"
"... Does it bother you?"
"I could ask you same thing..."
Tristan blinked, then smiled faintly in apology. "Oh, yeah... sorry about that..."
"Why'd you...?"
"I have no clue..."
"What?"
"I, actually ... should be happy... actually, I am..."
"What?"
Tristan shrugged, and grabbed Bakura's hand. "I'm really, really sorry about that, Bakura... honest... it was just... a bit of a shock for me..."
"I don't think that makes much sense... the others..."
"Others?"
Bakura lowered his head, guiltily. "Yugi, Tea, and Kaiba knew, and Joey just found out, apparently... who I was... er, am, I mean..."
Tristan frowned slightly, then sighed, "oh..."
"I'm sorry..."
"Huh?" Tristan blinked, then shook his head, smiling wryly. "I'm the one apologizing, remember?"
"But..."
"You panicked... right? It sounded like you were panicking that morning..."
Bakura stared at him, his eyes wide. Not really believing how observant the brunette could be. And at least he didn't jump to any quick conclusions... Then he smiled, faintly.
"So that night... it was you..."
Bakura blushed, as he nodded.
Tristan smiled, "that, uhh... heh, really affected me..."
"You hid it well enough..." Bakura teased, shyly.
"Nearly fell on my face, when I was heading down the hall..." Tristan admitted.
Bakura laughed.
Tristan shook his head, in amusement. They were quiet for a moment. Then, "I wonder how dense a person can be...?" the brunette said, almost to himself.
"What?"
"It should have been obvious..."
Bakura smiled faintly, as he shyly watched Tristan's hands hold his. "What's that?"
"You being you..."
"What?" Bakura asked, looking at Tristan in confusion.
"I should've known, Bakura..." Tristan replied, with a shrug, and a sheepish smile. "I go through the same things... everytime I'm around you... guy or girl..."
Bakura swallowed, his cheeks reddening, "what... what do you mean...?"
Tristan shrugged, with a small smile. "Well... on a bad day, you, uh... actually make me happier, smiling more... my heart speeds up... and, uh..."
"... Don't go there..." Bakura mumbled, growing embarrassed.
Tristan tried not to laugh, "heh, of course... I would never go there..."
"So, um... what now?"
"Well... I, uh... would hold a grudge, but I'm... kinda... sure about the whole... love thing... so, being angry is kind of out of the question..."
"Love...?"
"Uh, yeah..."
Bakura blinked, then smiled, seeing Tristan actually begin to blush. Clearing his throat, the brunette stared at the blanket.
"So... 'what now', huh?"
Bakura nodded, slowly.
Tristan smiled, turning back to him, "you have two options..."
"Which are?"
"One, I tell how I feel... or two, I let actions speak, since they're louder than words..."
Bakura started to blush, again. "Uhhh... there's no way of combining the two...?"
Tristan tilted his head, thoughtfully, "hmmmmmm, now that's an interesting idea..." He leaned back against the headboard, tapping his chin, pretending to think.
"You're doing this to try and annoy me..." Bakura pointed out, pouting playfully. The taller teen grinned, slightly.
"You honestly... really, truly, swear to Ra... wouldn't mind being... with me?"
Bakura's heart swelled, then he leapt at Tristan, and hugged him tightly. "I wouldn't have it any other way..."
Tristan wrapped his arms around Bakura, returning the embrace. Then with a mischievious grin, he pulled the 'girl' over himself, shifting his weight, now laying over Bakura.
Bakura started to blush, deeply. "Tristan..." he managed to squeak.
"Relax... you said don't go there... so we won't..." Tristan promised, with a mock solemn nod. Bakura laughed, then quickly got silenced, as Tristan's mouth met his.
~~~***~~~
The bird was hopping up and down, on the girl's head, whistling and chirping, excitedly.
"Quiet! You sound like R2-D2!" the girl hissed, clapping her hand over the bird, to hold it still.
The bird chirped, again, only muffled, since a hand was in its way.
"Not until they say it...!" the girl said sternly, watching the pair in the window, her eyes narrowed in determination.
~~~***~~~
Bakura sighed contently, in Tristan's warm embrace. Their noses touching, and getting a small kiss from the brunette from time to time.
"Tristan..."
"Hm...?"
"Can I ask you something...?"
"Not for chicken, I hope..."
Bakura blinked, "what?"
Tristan shook his head, smiling impishly, "uh, never mind.. long story..."
Bakura shook his head, trying not to laugh. "Oh... well, not that anyways... uh, about the 'love' thing... can you...? Um..." he blushed, fiddling with the collar of Tristan's shirt.
He smiled, "english or Japanese?"
"Either one..." the 'girl' replied, still blushing.
"You return the feelings, right?"
"Of course..."
"Alright... ai shiteimasu, Bakura..." Tristan said sincerely, playing with Bakura's hair.
Bakura smiled happily, "thank you..."
Tristan raised an eyebrow, "uh, you're welcome?"
"Oh! sorry... I love you, too..." Bakura said, hastily.
Tristan laughed, "thank you..."
~~~***~~~
The bird practically stomped on the girl's head, whistling and chirping, impatiently.
"Yes, yes...! I heard, I heard!" she snapped, reading through a Japanese- English dictionary. "Ai... shitemasu...? hmmmmmm..."
The bird chirped, angerly.
"Oh yeah! 'Ai' means 'love'! okay then..." the girl said, with a shrug. "That counts... ahem... HIGGETY PIGGETY, SIGGETY FROOD!!!"
The bird chirped, doubtfully.
"Yes, it's an incantation!"
~BAMF~
The girl blinked, "damn... he wasn't supposed to change back till tomorrow morning..." she mumbled, looking at her hands, then back into the window.
~~~***~~~
Some strange force hit into Tristan, almost like a really strong wind. Knocking him off of Bakura. "AUGH!" he yelled, in surprise, falling off the bed. Bakura sat up, his eyes wide. Then he looked himself over. Then he smiled in delight. Jumping off the bed, he knelt beside Tristan.
"I'm me, again!" he cried, excitedly. Then hugged Tristan, tightly.
Tristan sighed, rubbing the back of his head, which happened to hit the floor. "Didn't think you changing back would knock me senseless..."
"Oh... sorry... but, Tristan... I'm me, again!" Bakura said, unable to stop smiling. Tristan smiled back.
"Congratulations..." he replied. Then gently held either side of Bakura's face, kissing him, softly. Bakura, still very enthusiastic, returned the kiss eagerly. To Tristan's mild amazement. But who was he to complain?
~~~***~~~
The girl was taking notes, laughing evilly. "Hah! In their faces! Changing back, the 'seme' still cares very deeply about the test subject! hah! so love has nothing to do with appearances! hah!"
The bird chirped.
"I like saying 'hah!' thank you very much!" she retorted, then jumped to her feet, only to plummet back to the ground.
"YAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHH!"
THUNK!
THe bird flew down after her, landing on her knee, chirping in very mild concern. The girl got up, hastily.
"Come! We must tell the Yaoi/Shounen-ai Commitee about my discovery!!!" she declared, pointing into the woods.
The bird chirped again.
"Yes, MY discovery...!"
And the girl and the bird argued on, as they stormed into the woods, as quietly as they came. Sorta quietly, anyways.
~No More (Or to Put it More Formally, The End ^_^())~
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Nanashi: *continues to snore*
Nanaki: *anime sweatdrops* this one's done ^_^
Nanashi: *hugs her neko-Kaiba plushie, mumbling* thank you, again, Hyatt Insomnia...
Nanaki: WHEN AND HOW'D YOU GET SO TIRED AND LAZY!?!?!?
Nanashi: *snores*... lotsa effort... *rolls over, sleeping*
Nanaki: *anime sweatdrops* you have issues... *whines* I thought that was my job! by the by, Nana-chan...
Nanashi: ZzzzzzZzzzzzZzzzzz...
Nanaki: rushed ending, huh...?
Nanashi: ... Nana-chan am seepy... *rolls over, still snoring*
Nanaki: *blinks* uh, that means 'Nana-chan is sleepy'... bleh, *falls over, hugging her usagi-Ryou plushie* nighty-nite... *snores*
