Honda sighed as he woke up. While he didn't mind dreams of Bakura - and Bakura wearing nothing more than an inviting smile was VERY good to his teenage hormones - they did make him miss his lover terribly. He decided that he should tell Jounouchi about their decision soon. Not that being married would be likely to make much of a difference to their living arangements.

He looked at the clock and groaned, then decided that if he was up so early he'd make the best of it and meet Bakura on the way to school. If he was quick he could even sneak in with the extra key the other boy had given him and make him breakfast. He grinned.
There was a yawn as a still half asleep Bakura emerged from his room, shuffling tiredly towards the bathroom. He paused, blinking drowsily as he noise caught scent of something cooking. "Tousan...?" he called, heading towards the kitchen.

Honda met him at the door and kissed him. "Ohayou, Ryou-neko," he said. "Breakfast'll be ready soon."

The pale haired boy blinked in slightly confusion. "Hiro...?" he asked in mild befuddlement, rubbing under and eye.

"Go use the bathroom and get dressed. It'll wait."

Sleepily, the boy nodded, turning to shuffle back towards the bathroom.

A while later he returned, gently toweling his hair dry. "I almost forgot it was a school day," he gave his lover a soft smile.

Honda laughed softly, pulling a chair out for Bakura. "I guess I shouldn't surprise you like this again," he said.

"No!" Bakura exclaimed with a smile. "I like waking up to find you here..." he smiled fondly, sitting down.

Honda smiled, resting his chin on Bakura's hair a moment. "I like being here for you to wake up to," he said in return.

Bakura smiled happily, eyes closing as he leaned against his love. "You could always stay over more...."

"It feels weird staying over on weekdays," Honda said. "And mom says that one of us needs to be there to take care of the cat." He bent down and kissed Bakura gently.

Bakura melted into the kiss. "Poor Bastet, she never sees us anymore," he sighed, looking down slightly. "Maybe I should ask Tousan if I can look for a different apartment...?"

Honda shrugged. "It would be nice if you were closer, but it's your choice, koi."

"I'd love to have a place where you and Bastet could live with me..." Bakura said softly, looking up.

Honda crouched down to be on Bakura's level and took the other boy's hands in his own. "I'd love that too," he said in a similar tone. "I want to be with you more than anything."

Bakura's face near shone with happiness as he hugged his love. "When Tousan calls tonight, I'll ask him. I'll make up some story about the neighbors or being too far from school or something."

"Well you ARE too far from school," Honda said, hugging Bakura tightly. "It takes me forever to get here and if I wasn't already up this morning I never would have made it in time to get you breakfast."

Bakura smiled. "And Mrs Takashi next door keeps gossiping and looking at me strangely when we pass in the hall... so it wouldn't really be a lie."

Honda chuckled. "We'll have to be more discrete in the future."

Bakura blushed slightly in embarrassment. "You need to be more patient after school," he chided softly. "And wait until we're inside before you pin me to the door," he laughed softly.

"I would if you wouldn't tease me at school!" Honda protested. "And you can stop the innocent look - I know you too well for that. You jingled at me!"

Bakura blushed again, looking down as he smiled.

Honda rubbed noses with him. "Eat your breakfast while it's still hot. We don't want to be late for school."

"Un," Bakura smiled.
"Ah!" Bakura exclaimed as the phone rang. "Moshi moshi?" he answered it. "Aa! Tousan!" he smiled happily.

Honda wrapped his arms around Bakura from behind and nuzzled his neck lightly, listening to half of the conversation.

"Un." Bakura nodded, relaxing against Honda happily. "Un, of course!" he smiled at the phone before giving a soft laugh, "Mou, Tousan! Karen-san is right! You need to take better care of yourself then that! You should know better then to keep working when the sun is that high!" the boy smiled fondly.

Honda laughed slightly. "You both need to be taken care of," he whispered into Bakura's ear.

Bakura squirmed slightly with a smile, listening to his father talk. "Ne, Tousan," the pale haired boy asked later, voice becoming serious. "Would it be all right if I looked into getting us a different apartment...?" there was a pause before he continued. "It's just... it's a long walk from school and.... yes I know, but when it gets colder... Un... Demo, kore dake janai.... The neighbors have been talking and looking at me funny when I come home..." Bakura blushed slightly. "Tousaan!" he protested. "I haven't. Really. Mou, Tousan...." he sighed. "It just... it makes me feel uncomfortable.... Un..." there was a long period of quiet. "Tousan, you don't have to do that, I know how much your work means to you. Un." The pale haired boy blinked, then gave a large smile. "Arigatou, Tousan!" he exclaimed happily. "Un! Of course!" He gave a small laugh. "Mou, Tousan, you never unpacked in the first place!"

Honda gave Bakura a squeeze and kissed him enthusiastically.

A half hour later Bakura reluctantly said goodbye to his father and hung up the phone. "He said I could!" he beamed to the taller boy before near attacking him with his hug.

Honda laughed, returning the hug. "Hey! If you're going to do that wait until I have something to fall on!"

"Gomen," Bakura smiled before kissing Honda strongly. "You'll help me look, right?"

"Of course," Honda said, returning the kiss. "I want to know where you're going to be."

"You're going to be there too," Bakura smiled. "And we'll have to make sure it's a place that allows pets so Bastet can be with us."

Honda smiled. "What about when your dad comes home?"

Bakura hesitated. "I-- I don't know...."

Honda took Bakura's face in his hands. "We'll figure that out when we get to it," he decided. "For now we'll just take it as it comes."

"Un," Bakura smiled. "And you'll help me move, right?"

"Anything to get you to myself sooner," Honda said with a smile and a kiss.

Bakura melted against the taller boy. "How are we going to explain it?" he asked softly. "I can tell Yuugi-kun, he'll think it's wonderful, but Jounouchi-kun and Anzu-chan...."

"Why do they need to find out?" Honda asked, holding Bakura tightly. "And Jounouchi will get over it."

"If you're going to be staying with me at the new apartment, you'll have to at least explain it to Jounouchi-kun," Bakura smiled, hugging back. "And your parents...."

"Will be glad I'm telling them and not just staying at a friend's house for 6 months like niichan did when he was 17."

Bakura gave a small laugh. "Your Niisan really did make your life easier," he joked softly.

"Only when it comes to dealing with my parents."

"True," Bakura conceded with a smile.

Honda grabbed the day's paper. "Let's see what's available."

"Un!" Bakura agreed happily.
Bakura gave a relieved sigh as he slid into his seat, almost unconsciously smoothing his uniform and brushing off the shoulders.

"What's wrong, Bakura-kun?" Yuugi asked.

"An upperclassmen girl's belated notice of me...." the boy sighed. "Sometimes I hate how I look," he near moaned, folding his arms and burying his face in them.

"Are you ok?" Yuugi asked, worried. "Did she hurt you?"

"I'm fine," the boy looked up to give a slightly weary smile. "I told her I already had someone and that I was going to be late for class and then ran off before she could do anything else."

Yuugi still looked worried. "Who was it?"

"I think she's in class B, I'm not sure her name. The one with the long dyed blond hair that Takashi-kun was swooning over last week."

Yuugi's worry didn't decrease. "People say she's really vindictive."

Bakura sighed. "It can't be helped...." he lamented. "Hopefully nothing will happen..."

Yuugi agreed and hugged his friend before returning to his own seat.
"Honda-kun!" Bakura near bolted into the classroom, running to hid behind the taller boy, looking panicked as he grabbed the boy's uniform and buried his face against it, breathing erratic.

Honda looked up from the work he'd stayed in to do. "Bakura!" he exclaimed, taking in his lover's disheveled appearance. "What happened?"

"She-- she--" the boy stammered, voice shaking. "She-- She was---" he tensed, shoulders hunching as he tried to curl up against his love.

Honda held him tightly. "Who, koi. Tell me."

"Kyouko-san..." the boy near whimpered the name. "She-- she said it didn't matter if I had someone because she was better then any other girl could be and she started-- she-- she-- I'd backed against the wall, I couldn't--- and she-- she kept-- kept touching me and she-- she tried to open my jacket and I just--" Tears damped the taller boy's jacket as Bakura broke down.

Honda held Bakura tightly, eyes glinting. "Kyouko, eh? I'll teach her...."

"Demo... she's an upper classman," Bakura said miserably. "A senior..."

"Just because she's older than us doesn't mean that I can't kick her ass from here to Las Vegas," Honda said firmly. "And then all the way back for getting my clothes all wet from crossing the ocean."

Bakura looked up with a small smile. "Hiro..." He rubbed the tears from his eyes. "I-- I think I want to go home..." he said softly.

Honda nodded. "Just let me pack this up and we'll go."

"Arigatou," Bakura smiled slightly, moving to retrieve his things as well.

Honda put an arm around Bakura's shoulders as they left the room. "It'll be ok."

Bakura smiled shakily, then froze, paling slightly as he spotted the blond at the end of the hallway, gripping Honda's uniform tightly.

"I'm not one to take 'No' for an answer..." the girl said firmly as she approached.

"You know, if this were reversed you'd be screaming rape by now," Honda said, stepping between them. "Why is it we're taught that when a girl says no she means it but a boy can be stalked all you want?"

Bakura hid behind the taller boy, trembling slightly, trying hard not to give in to the urge to curl up against Honda's back.

The girl's eyes narrowed. "You have something against a girl who knows her own mind and isn't afraid to go after what she wants?" she asked, looking snobbishly down at the brown haired boy.

"I have something against a girl who goes after someone who's taken and said he wasn't interested," Honda returned, glaring up hat her.

The blond girl gave a snort. "Like any other girl could compare to me," she smiled, shifting to stand in an alluring pose that reminded the boy strongly of another blond.

"According to your ex, any other girl could give you a run for your money," Honda said, not impressed.

The girl's eyes narrowed. "Oh really?" she near snapped. "Hmph. Gay little bastard wouldn't know a real woman anyway," she commented, tossing her hair.

"Considering what his new girlfriends are saying, you might be pushing it a bit there. You know the Morimoto twins, don't you?" Honda said, crossing his arms.

"Those sluts?!" the girl exclaimed, seething.

"They're awfully fond of him. Might want to rethink the gay comment."

"Please," she retorted, tossing her hair again, expression arrogant once more. "Anyone that horrible in bed would have to be gay," she said flippantly. "And with that short hair of theirs, they probably look like boys from behind."

"Doesn't say much for you that he was interested, then. What do you look like from behind?"

The girl sputtered in outrage before slapping him strongly. "How-- DARE you...!"

Without blinking, he punched her in the stomach hard enough to make her fall, then guided Bakura over her and left the building.

"Honda-kun...!" Bakura exclaimed, looking horrified behind him.

"What?"

"You could be suspended for that!" Bakura's voice was worried.

"So could she."

"But she..." Bakura trailed off. "I don't want you to get in trouble...."

"Don't worry, Ryou-neko," Honda said, touching Bakura's face gently.

Bakura gave a small smile. "I'll try not to..." he said softly, leaning into the touch.