Rowan: Glad all my reviewers enjoyed the first chapter of this story!
Sakura: You mean people actually read this thing?
Rowan: You sound surprised Sakura.
Sakura: I am!
Rowan: Are you implying something? *Narrows eyes menacingly *
Sakura: *Gulps * No, of course not!
Rowan: So you wouldn't mind doing the disclaimer?
Sakura: Of course not! I'd love to do the disclaimer!-Rowan, the best hikari a yami could ask for, does not own Yu-Gi-Oh! So, don't sue! Please! Honestly! She doesn't own it!
Rowan: Alright, alright, they get the point!
AN: Thankees for all the wonderful reviews! Hope you enjoy this chapter! Oh, and remember, Yami looks like Bakura and Bakura looks like Yami, so just keep that in mind. I know, it can get confusing at times.
/blah/- hikari to yami
//blah//- yami to hikari (there won't be much of either given the circumstances!)
(blah)- Author interjections
'blah'- thoughts
"blah"-talking
Friday the 13th
Yuugi eyed his yami nervously. 'Oh why? Why'd this happen? I took precautions. I avoided all the cracks, and didn't hardly walk under a ladder. But somehow I just knew I couldn't stop the curse of Friday the 13th. And now I have some psychopathic Tomb Robber for a yami who'd just as soon as beat me as look at me. Oh why, oh why, oh why?'
Bakura looked over at Yuugi, noting the fear and anticipation in his eyes. //Yuugi?// he asked, testing their mind link.
Yuugi jumped in surprise./Ye-yes?/ he asked anxiously.
//Why are you so scared of me?//
/I'm not afraid of you!/ Yuugi said.
//Yes you are. Why? And don't lie.//
/ I'm um…afraid that you'll…that you'll…beat me like you did Ryou./ Yuugi stammered out.
Bakura sighed.//Oh that. Look, Yuugi, though you and the others don't think so, I've changed. Yes, I did beat Ryou before, but I've stopped. I know it was wrong, and so I don't do that anymore. So you don't have to worry about that, okay?//
Yuugi half-heartedly smiled. /All- alright Bakura./ Suddenly, the doorbell rang, causing both Bakura and Yuugi to leap up in the air like frogs.
//Who could that be?// Bakura asked.
Yuugi gasped when he looked at the calendar on the wall. /It's Seto! He and Yami have a date tonight!/
//E-excuse me? A date?//
/Yeah, and, unfortunately you're going to have to go on it!/
//Why me?//
/Because Seto's already here and he doesn't believe in magic and because he and Yami have been going out for three months and if I said you were sick he'd insist on staying the whole night!/
//Well, what do I wear?//
Yuugi gave Bakura a quick look over. /What you're wearing is fine./
BANG! /GO! Seto's waiting!/ Yuugi pushed Bakura out the door and into Seto's impatient arms. "Have a good night! Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" Yuugi said teasingly.
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Yami stared desolately out the window, thinking. 'I've got a date with Seto tonight. But I won't be on it. No, that baka Tomb Thief will be with my boyfriend while I'm here, with Ryou. I mean, it's not like I mind Ryou at all, it's just he's so goddamn quiet. He hardly ever talks, unless he's with Yuugi.' Yami glanced over at the white-haired teen, who was currently bent over his desk, working on homework. //Ryou?//
Ryou started at the sudden intrusion into his mind. /Yes Yami?/
//Need any help on your homework?//
/No, I'm fine./ Ryou then blocked their link, cutting Yami off.
Yami sighed with frustration. 'Yuugi didn't block me off. Yuugi was always open with me. I miss Yuugi. I miss helping him with his homework, sharing his thoughts. Sometimes I wonder what's going on in Ryou's mind. He closes everyone off. It's not healthy!'
Yami probed into his and Ryou's mind, trying to find a way past the block. It was practically impossible. Apparently Ryou had a lot of practice blocking people.
Finally, after an hour had passed, Yami gave up. "Ryou, please take away your mental block. I don't appreciate be prevented from coming into your mind like I'm some sneak who'll go in without your permission. I'm not the Tomb Robber, you know."
Ryou bowed his head sheepishly. "I'm sorry Yami. It's just, I've kept Bakura out for so long, and he me, that's it's become a sort of habit. And you look exactly like him that it was out of pure instinct that I did that. I apologize if I offended you Yami."
Yami shook his head. "No need to apologize Ryou. Your explanation was understandable. So, how's your homework going?"
"Oh, I finished it about half an hour ago."
"Really? Then what have you been doing for the past thirty minutes?"
"Trying to find out more about what happened this afternoon. Maybe if we know the root of the problem we can reverse it or something. I mean, no matter how cold Bakura can be, I kind of miss him. And I'm pretty sure you miss Yuugi too, uh?"
"Well, yeah, I sort of do. But I'm not going to let this opportunity pass me by."
"What opportunity?"
"The opportunity to get to know you better Ryou. So, tell me something about yourself I don't know."
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Bakura sat awkwardly across from Seto, fiddling with his napkin. Seto looked at his date with concern. "Yami, are you feeling alright?"
Bakura did not respond. /Baka, he's talking to you! Remember, you're pretending to be Yami!/
Bakura started in his seat. //Yuugi?//
/Yes! Do you recall that I am your hikari now?/
"Yami?" Seto asked again.
"Ye-es?" Bakura stammered.
"You feeling alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine Seto. Arigatou for asking." Bakura looked up at the brunette in thanks.
"Are those contacts you're wearing?" Seto questioned as he took note of the brown eyes staring at him from the familiar face of his boyfriend.
"Eh? Contacts? What're you talking about?" Bakura replied in confusion.
"Your eyes. They're brown tonight, not crimson."
"What? Oh, um, yes, they are contacts. I was going for a different look today. Do you like them?'
Seto smiled. "Hai, they're very pretty. Easy on the eyes, not so …loud, as your usual ruby orbs. I like them a lot, Yami-koi."
Bakura felt himself blush at the very affectionate nickname. "Ano…thanks Seto." Bakura looked uncomfortably around the restaurant. "Oh, look at the time! I think that I should get home now. We've got school tomorrow and all…" Bakura trailed off.
Seto glanced at his own watch. "You're right. I'll walk you home, Yami."
Bakura and Seto strolled down the street, the taller teen's arm draped around the other's waist, causing Bakura great discomfort, and yet it seemed like Seto's arm fit there perfectly.
They shortly reached the Game Shop's doorstep. "Well, see you tomorrow Seto."
"Yeah, tomorrow. I look forward to it." Bakura turned to enter the store when the CEO pulled him back into a chaste, delicate kiss. "Sweet dreams koi."
"Good night," Bakura whispered back breathlessly. Then he quickly escaped into the shop.
A black cat hiding in the bushes smirked as it self-satisfactorily commenced its bathing, content with itself.
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Rowan: And that concludes chapter 2! I guess it's pretty evident that that black cat has something to do with the plot, right?
Sakura: Yeah, too evident.
Rowan: What's that supposed to mean?
Sakura: Nothing.
Rowan: Don't you give me 'nothing'! It certainly meant something!
Sakura: If you're so smart, go figure it out for yourself.
Rowan: Fine, I will! While people review (hint, hint) I will get to the bottom of the meaning of what you said!