Chapter 3: Sweets and Treats

"But everyone else went!"

"I don't care what that stupid Priest or Pharaoh did!"

"Please come?"

"Nope. I will wait here until you come back?"

"All by yourself?"

"Yes"

"That will be one cold bed"

Bakura twitched and looked at Ryou. "Uhh. I didn't really think about that."

"Well now you have. And the bed will be cold, and all because you are too 'scared' to face my family"

"I am not scared!"

"Oh go ahead and admit it. Seto and Yami can handle it, but the Tomb Robber cant." Bakura growled. "Fine!"

Ryou smiled, and they were off.

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"Ryou! We are so glad you could make it!" A woman with a pleasant voice greeted them.

She gave Ryou and Bakura both warm hugs. "You can put the stuff in that room dear."

She said to Bakura, referring to the luggage.

When Bakura walked back out he was greeted with many warm and friendly hugs.

"Time for dinner!" Someone called from the kitchen, and Bakura was gently guided to the table and sat down next to Ryou.

Bakura had always thought that Ryou was a good cook, and now he found out where his Hikari got it from. Dinner was absolutely delicious. It seemed to go on forever, because no one wanted to stop eating the delicious food. Bakura was no exception.

He had to losen his belt by the end of dinner.

"Alright, who wants dessert?"

Thousands of plates of dessert were set around the table. It all smelt so good, and Bakura had no idea what to try.

"Oh!" Someone suddenly exclaimed. "We need to get you a sample plate."

They took away his small dessert plate, and brought back a gigantic platter, which they filled with some of everything.

After dinner, a few people helped to do dishes, but most pushed Ryou and Bakura straight to the bedroom, saying they must be tired after their long trip.

Ryou was extremely surprised when his yami didn't try anything. Instead Bakura went straight to sleep, and didn't steal any covers.

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The next few days passed like a dream for Ryou. His yami was perfectly behaved. He didn't argue, curse, threaten, or anything.

In fact all Bakura did was learn how to cook different foods, and then eat them.

Ryou wasn't sure if he liked the change or not.

On the second day, everyone was sitting in the living room listened the Ryou's Great Uncle Gus talk about his old war days.

"And that's about the time we saw the Queen."

"You saw the Queen?" One of the children asked.

"Well, not exactly" Gus admitted. "But I did see some of the palace guards!"

"Enough of this poppy cock," An old woman exclaimed. "Let some one else tell us a story. How about you Bakura?"

"Well all I know about is Ancient Egypt, and I am sure you hear enough about that from Ryou's father"

"Non-sense. Tell us any way!"

Bakura appeared slightly nervous as everyone turned their attention to him, and the little children crawled around his feet. His story started off a little shakily, but before long he was really into it.

By the end of the story everyone was staring wide eyed, and they were on the edge of their seats. When he finished the family applauded, and gave him hugs.

Bakura was loved by everyone. Except a certain look-a-like that stared enviously at his lover's success.

Ryou was jealous?

TBC

Sorry this was so short, but I didn't want to torture Bakura. He seems to be tortured to much. Don't worry though, he will be slightly more tortured when he appears in the next chapter! It will also have more Yami and Ida moments ^_^ Please review! No one seems to like this story, because no one is reviewing.