"Bakura-kun!"
The pale haired boy blinked as his self proclaimed 'Fan club' ran over to him as he entered the classroom.
"This awful senor's been spreading the most horrible rumors about you!" The first exclaimed.
"Don't worry, we didn't believe her, we defended you!" the second added in quickly.
"We told everyone it couldn't possibly be true," the largest of the group of four girls added.
"It isn't true, is it, Bakura-kun...?" the shyer of the group asked.
"Of course it isn't! Bakura-kun isn't like that!" the larger girl said in a huff.
"Sou yo!" the other two chorused.
Bakura looked at the quad in mild apprehension. "What rumor...?" he asked, unsure if he really wanted to know.
"That you're-- Kyaa, I can't even say it!" the larger of the group exclaimed, flailing.
"That you're... that way..." the shyer one said softly.
"With Honda!" one of the others exclaimed, voice disgusted.
Bakura paled slightly, feeling as if the floor had given way beneath him.
"She's just mad because you didn't want her," the other girl added.
"We heard you said you had someone else? Who is she?" the shy one asked.
"Lucky girl!"
"So romantic...." one swooned. "She would have to be the perfect girl if Bakura-kun likes her!"
Bakura looked over at his friends, expression crying to rescue.
Yuugi looked up and waved Bakura over. "Bakura-kun! Maybe you can give Jounouchi some hints. Today's just not his day."
"Excuse me..." Bakura said softy, pushing past the gaggle of girls trying to keep his voice from shaking. "Hints on what?" he asked.
"Mou... that Jounouchi," one of the girls scowled as the group followed over.
Jounouchi looked up from his cards with a scowl. "It's not like I know what he's holding," he protested. "How can I?" He scowled down at the rows of cards Yuugi had neatly piled. "I'm going to take the whole pile," he announced.
"Are you sure you want that many?" Yuugi asked with an impish smile. "I'm almost out." He looked at Bakura. "Bakura-kun, daijoubu?"
The boy shook his head slightly. "Daijoubu," he said, unconvincingly. "Where's Honda-kun?"
"He got called down to the office," Jounouchi said, scowling at the cards some more and then picking up the pile.
After he had discarded one, Yuugi smiled. He picked up a card, discarded it and put down his last two. "I get 110 and you have.... -60." He smiled at the blond, then looked up at Bakura again. "You're sure?"
Bakura nodded, trying hard to calm himself. "Just-- just a bit worried for Honda-kun, that's all," he smiled.
"He's been called to the office before," Jounouchi said. "Most he's ever gotten is tree days' suspension."
"Three days?" Bakura's voice had a mild tint of panic.
"Bakura-kun...." Yuugi said, looking up at him worried. "Did something happen?" His eyes widened. "The girl who was giving you trouble earlier! Did something happen with her?"
Sitting down heavily, Bakura quietly summarized what his 'fan club' had said, looking almost nervously over where they near hovered by his deck.
"That's horrible!" Yuugi said. "People shouldn't say that to be mean!" He glanced over at Kaiba's desk, then down.
"Sou yo!" One of the 'fan club' agreed.
"Especially about Bakura-kun!" another chimed in.
Bakura gave a deep sigh, resisting the urge to bury his face in his hands. He hadn't dealt well with the 'fan club' girls the first time they had attached themselves to his side....
"Hey!" Honda said on entering. "Does he look like he wants you around?" He stopped at his desk to grab his bag. "I'm off for a day. Convinced them well enough that she was full of shit when she said you wanted to talk to her." He shrugged.
"You should have waited til school was over and gotten her outside," Jounouchi chided. "They couldn't have suspended you then."
"Tell that to her," Honda said. "She picked the timing, not me." He looked at Bakura. "I'll see you after school gets out," he said softly.
Bakura looked at the taller boy in a panic. "You-- you got suspended...?" he whispered, eyes wide.
"Just for a day," Honda answered, apologizing with a look.
"But-- but what if---" Bakura caught himself before he could panic. "I need you here..." he said, near inaudibly.
"I'm sorry," Honda said softly. "Jounouchi, you have to look after him while I'm out."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Jounouchi said, looking down at his cards fiercely.
Bakura bit his lip as he sat down, trying to keep himself from trembling.
"Hiro!" Bakura pounded on Honda's door in a panic, looking behind him in wide eyed fear as if he expected someone to be after him.
After a moment the door opened. "Koi, what are you doing here?" Honda asked, pulling the other boy inside and closing the door behind them.
Bakura collapsed against the taller boy, breaking down into sobs. "Hiro...." his voice trembled as he clung to Honda's shirt.
Honda pushed newspapers off the couch and sat, hugging Bakura tightly. Bastet mewed loudly and jumped onto the couch to nuzzle the pale haired boy.
Bakura's crying slowly quieted, leaving the boy hiccuping and trembling.
"I'm sorry, Ryou-neko," Honda said, stroking the other boy's back. "I should have waited."
"Not your fault..." Bakura sniffled pathetically. "I should have left with you, I had no idea it would be so bad...."
"How bad was it?"
The pale haired boy gave a small bitter laugh. "They were trying to help too... to prove to every one I wasn't gay they practically threw themselves at me.... 'Just pretend that I'm her, Bakura-kun'" he mimicked, voice cracking. "It was like when I transferred all over again! But so many times worse!"
Honda hugged him tightly. "We'll make them stop somehow."
"I don't want to go back, Hiro...." the pale haired boy whimpered, clinging. "I don't want to go back...."
"You have to, koi," Honda said. "You can't let her dictate your life for you."
Bakura tensed slightly. "I don't care. I'll call Tousan, I can be in Egypt and no one will try and-- and--" he tensed again. "God, Hiro, I feel so dirty..." he whimpered.
"We'll make it better," Honda reassured. "We'll make them stop. Even if it means proving her true."
Bakura looked up, eyes wide.
"I'm proud of you," Honda said firmly. "I'm proud of US. If she wants to make us look bad by saying we're gay, we should just turn around and show everyone that we're proud we're gay."
"De--demo..." Bakura's voice faltered, fear behind it.
Honda stroked the other boy's face lightly. "If you don't want to I won't."
Bakura looked down, hand tensing in the cloth of Honda's shirt. "What if it gets worse...?"
"I'll protect you," Honda said. "And Yuugi and Jounouchi will stand up for us too. Which means that Kaiba and Anzu will too. Who's going to try and stand up to Kaiba?"
Bakura gave a small smile, leaning against his lovers chest.
"And whatever happens, I love you."
Bakura smiled, relaxing. "Hiro...." he sighed contentedly. "If I run away to Egypt, would you come with me?" he asked softly.
"You know I would," Honda said with a smile. "But I don't want to run away."
"Just for a little while? Until everyone forgets...?"
"Koi," Honda said gently. "You can't run from your problems. And if you can't tell people that we know that we're together what will you do when total strangers ask why we want a motel room together?"
"We wouldn't need a motel, we can visit Tousan at the dig...." Bakura trailed off, shoulders slumping slightly.
Honda cuddled him. "Let's concentrate more on finding ourselves an apartment," he suggested. "It won't be so bad if you know we have a home."
Bakura gave a small smile, snuggling closer. "I can stay here tonight, right Hiro...?" he asked softly.
"Of course you can," Honda said. "Mom'll like it. She can make you feed Bastet."
Hearing her name, the cat meowed loudly.
Bakura gave a small laugh. "Here, Bastet," he called softly, reaching out to the cat. He smiled happily as she jumped up and began nuzzling him, purring softly.
Honda smiled.
"Hiro...?" Bakura asked in a small voice, shifting slightly to look up at the boy who was holding him.
Honda looked down at him, rubbing his cheek on the boy's hair. "What is it, koi?"
"Make me clean again?"
"Make you...?"
Bakura looked down again. "I-- I know it's silly, but I-- I can still feel..." he trailed off, hugging himself slightly.
Honda gently stroked Bakura's shoulders and sides. "Like this?" he asked,
The boy relaxed, melting against the touch. "Un," he nodded. "I only want your touch...."
Honda bent and pressed his lips to Bakura's cheek in answer.
Bakura turned to meet Honda's lips with his own, kissing him near desperately.
Honda's eyes widened. "Koi...."
"Please...?" Bakura near begged, voice soft.
Honda stroked Bakura's cheeks. "If it makes you feel better," he said quietly. "I love you."
Bakura smiled, leaning into the touch. "Aishiteru, Hiro...." he said softly.
"Aishiteru," Honda whispered in return.
Bakura gave a melty sigh, snuggling against the taller boy contentedly, tangling his fingers in the taller boy's shirt. "Make love to me...?" he requested softly.
"Are you sure?"
Bakura nodded. "Please?"
Honda stroked Bakura gently. He kissed him again.
Bakura returned the kiss with a taint of desperation.
Honda held Bakura tightly, trying to soothe him with the touch.
The paler boy slowly calmed, melting against the taller boy. "I don't want to feel like this..." he said softly. "I want it to feel like it did before...." His hands tensed in Honda's shirt, burying his face against the taller boy's shoulder.
Honda rubbed his back. "Don't worry. I'll make you clean again."
Bakura looked up with a relieved, though still shaky smile. Reaching up he kissed Honda again, parting his lips in near begging invitation.
Honda nuzzled him lightly, then led him up to the bathroom.
The paler boy followed with a curious look, clinging to Honda's hand.
Very gently, Honda undressed Bakura and then himself, then lifted the smaller boy into the tub, following. He hugged his lover, turning the water on around him and regulating it until the tub was more than half full of hot water.
Slowly, Bakura relaxed, melting against Honda with a deep sigh of contentment.
Turning the water off again, Honda began rubbing Bakura with soap.
Bakura gave a small laugh of belated realization and smiled, making soft appreciative sounds at the touch.
"Do you feel cleaner?" Honda whispered in his ear.
Bakura nodded slightly with a smile. "You always know what to do to make me feel better, Hiro," he said lovingly, shifting slightly to have more physical contact with his love.
"That's because I love you," Honda answered, pausing to hug him and then continuing the boy's bath.
Bakura's smile slowly grew lazy and tired, the hot water and Honda's touches lulling him into exhaustion.
Honda was delighted at the trust that Bakura was showing after the day's stresses. He promised himself that he would always be that comfortable for the pale boy to come home to and hugged him, leaning his cheek on the other boy's hair.
Bakura gave a slightly incoherent murmur that resembled the brown haired boy's name, moving slightly to snuggle closer.
"Just rest, my Ryou-neko," Honda said softly. "I'll take care of you."
The boy's eyes closed and he relaxed completely into an exhausted slumber.
Supporting him, Honda continued giving the bath. When he was done, he lifted the sleeping boy out of the cooling water and wrapped him in several towels and drying him just as carefully as he'd bathed him. He carried his lover into his bedroom and wrapped him in blankets, arranging the boy comfortably on the bed before joining him and holding him.
The boy gave a soft murmur, snuggling closer in his sleep.
Honda smiled, hugging him tightly.
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Many appolgoies for lateness in updating. ^^ Too many things being done at once.
Crying Pierrot: *nods* Similar here. :) (yes, the amusment of a bi-sexual lesbian couple writing a gay couple. *laughs*) Been in both places so it's very easy for me to write Bakura's 'Don't tell anyone' paranoia. *snuggles the Judy* Yeay for realism in writing! Yeay for fluff with a backbone! *grins*
The pale haired boy blinked as his self proclaimed 'Fan club' ran over to him as he entered the classroom.
"This awful senor's been spreading the most horrible rumors about you!" The first exclaimed.
"Don't worry, we didn't believe her, we defended you!" the second added in quickly.
"We told everyone it couldn't possibly be true," the largest of the group of four girls added.
"It isn't true, is it, Bakura-kun...?" the shyer of the group asked.
"Of course it isn't! Bakura-kun isn't like that!" the larger girl said in a huff.
"Sou yo!" the other two chorused.
Bakura looked at the quad in mild apprehension. "What rumor...?" he asked, unsure if he really wanted to know.
"That you're-- Kyaa, I can't even say it!" the larger of the group exclaimed, flailing.
"That you're... that way..." the shyer one said softly.
"With Honda!" one of the others exclaimed, voice disgusted.
Bakura paled slightly, feeling as if the floor had given way beneath him.
"She's just mad because you didn't want her," the other girl added.
"We heard you said you had someone else? Who is she?" the shy one asked.
"Lucky girl!"
"So romantic...." one swooned. "She would have to be the perfect girl if Bakura-kun likes her!"
Bakura looked over at his friends, expression crying to rescue.
Yuugi looked up and waved Bakura over. "Bakura-kun! Maybe you can give Jounouchi some hints. Today's just not his day."
"Excuse me..." Bakura said softy, pushing past the gaggle of girls trying to keep his voice from shaking. "Hints on what?" he asked.
"Mou... that Jounouchi," one of the girls scowled as the group followed over.
Jounouchi looked up from his cards with a scowl. "It's not like I know what he's holding," he protested. "How can I?" He scowled down at the rows of cards Yuugi had neatly piled. "I'm going to take the whole pile," he announced.
"Are you sure you want that many?" Yuugi asked with an impish smile. "I'm almost out." He looked at Bakura. "Bakura-kun, daijoubu?"
The boy shook his head slightly. "Daijoubu," he said, unconvincingly. "Where's Honda-kun?"
"He got called down to the office," Jounouchi said, scowling at the cards some more and then picking up the pile.
After he had discarded one, Yuugi smiled. He picked up a card, discarded it and put down his last two. "I get 110 and you have.... -60." He smiled at the blond, then looked up at Bakura again. "You're sure?"
Bakura nodded, trying hard to calm himself. "Just-- just a bit worried for Honda-kun, that's all," he smiled.
"He's been called to the office before," Jounouchi said. "Most he's ever gotten is tree days' suspension."
"Three days?" Bakura's voice had a mild tint of panic.
"Bakura-kun...." Yuugi said, looking up at him worried. "Did something happen?" His eyes widened. "The girl who was giving you trouble earlier! Did something happen with her?"
Sitting down heavily, Bakura quietly summarized what his 'fan club' had said, looking almost nervously over where they near hovered by his deck.
"That's horrible!" Yuugi said. "People shouldn't say that to be mean!" He glanced over at Kaiba's desk, then down.
"Sou yo!" One of the 'fan club' agreed.
"Especially about Bakura-kun!" another chimed in.
Bakura gave a deep sigh, resisting the urge to bury his face in his hands. He hadn't dealt well with the 'fan club' girls the first time they had attached themselves to his side....
"Hey!" Honda said on entering. "Does he look like he wants you around?" He stopped at his desk to grab his bag. "I'm off for a day. Convinced them well enough that she was full of shit when she said you wanted to talk to her." He shrugged.
"You should have waited til school was over and gotten her outside," Jounouchi chided. "They couldn't have suspended you then."
"Tell that to her," Honda said. "She picked the timing, not me." He looked at Bakura. "I'll see you after school gets out," he said softly.
Bakura looked at the taller boy in a panic. "You-- you got suspended...?" he whispered, eyes wide.
"Just for a day," Honda answered, apologizing with a look.
"But-- but what if---" Bakura caught himself before he could panic. "I need you here..." he said, near inaudibly.
"I'm sorry," Honda said softly. "Jounouchi, you have to look after him while I'm out."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Jounouchi said, looking down at his cards fiercely.
Bakura bit his lip as he sat down, trying to keep himself from trembling.
"Hiro!" Bakura pounded on Honda's door in a panic, looking behind him in wide eyed fear as if he expected someone to be after him.
After a moment the door opened. "Koi, what are you doing here?" Honda asked, pulling the other boy inside and closing the door behind them.
Bakura collapsed against the taller boy, breaking down into sobs. "Hiro...." his voice trembled as he clung to Honda's shirt.
Honda pushed newspapers off the couch and sat, hugging Bakura tightly. Bastet mewed loudly and jumped onto the couch to nuzzle the pale haired boy.
Bakura's crying slowly quieted, leaving the boy hiccuping and trembling.
"I'm sorry, Ryou-neko," Honda said, stroking the other boy's back. "I should have waited."
"Not your fault..." Bakura sniffled pathetically. "I should have left with you, I had no idea it would be so bad...."
"How bad was it?"
The pale haired boy gave a small bitter laugh. "They were trying to help too... to prove to every one I wasn't gay they practically threw themselves at me.... 'Just pretend that I'm her, Bakura-kun'" he mimicked, voice cracking. "It was like when I transferred all over again! But so many times worse!"
Honda hugged him tightly. "We'll make them stop somehow."
"I don't want to go back, Hiro...." the pale haired boy whimpered, clinging. "I don't want to go back...."
"You have to, koi," Honda said. "You can't let her dictate your life for you."
Bakura tensed slightly. "I don't care. I'll call Tousan, I can be in Egypt and no one will try and-- and--" he tensed again. "God, Hiro, I feel so dirty..." he whimpered.
"We'll make it better," Honda reassured. "We'll make them stop. Even if it means proving her true."
Bakura looked up, eyes wide.
"I'm proud of you," Honda said firmly. "I'm proud of US. If she wants to make us look bad by saying we're gay, we should just turn around and show everyone that we're proud we're gay."
"De--demo..." Bakura's voice faltered, fear behind it.
Honda stroked the other boy's face lightly. "If you don't want to I won't."
Bakura looked down, hand tensing in the cloth of Honda's shirt. "What if it gets worse...?"
"I'll protect you," Honda said. "And Yuugi and Jounouchi will stand up for us too. Which means that Kaiba and Anzu will too. Who's going to try and stand up to Kaiba?"
Bakura gave a small smile, leaning against his lovers chest.
"And whatever happens, I love you."
Bakura smiled, relaxing. "Hiro...." he sighed contentedly. "If I run away to Egypt, would you come with me?" he asked softly.
"You know I would," Honda said with a smile. "But I don't want to run away."
"Just for a little while? Until everyone forgets...?"
"Koi," Honda said gently. "You can't run from your problems. And if you can't tell people that we know that we're together what will you do when total strangers ask why we want a motel room together?"
"We wouldn't need a motel, we can visit Tousan at the dig...." Bakura trailed off, shoulders slumping slightly.
Honda cuddled him. "Let's concentrate more on finding ourselves an apartment," he suggested. "It won't be so bad if you know we have a home."
Bakura gave a small smile, snuggling closer. "I can stay here tonight, right Hiro...?" he asked softly.
"Of course you can," Honda said. "Mom'll like it. She can make you feed Bastet."
Hearing her name, the cat meowed loudly.
Bakura gave a small laugh. "Here, Bastet," he called softly, reaching out to the cat. He smiled happily as she jumped up and began nuzzling him, purring softly.
Honda smiled.
"Hiro...?" Bakura asked in a small voice, shifting slightly to look up at the boy who was holding him.
Honda looked down at him, rubbing his cheek on the boy's hair. "What is it, koi?"
"Make me clean again?"
"Make you...?"
Bakura looked down again. "I-- I know it's silly, but I-- I can still feel..." he trailed off, hugging himself slightly.
Honda gently stroked Bakura's shoulders and sides. "Like this?" he asked,
The boy relaxed, melting against the touch. "Un," he nodded. "I only want your touch...."
Honda bent and pressed his lips to Bakura's cheek in answer.
Bakura turned to meet Honda's lips with his own, kissing him near desperately.
Honda's eyes widened. "Koi...."
"Please...?" Bakura near begged, voice soft.
Honda stroked Bakura's cheeks. "If it makes you feel better," he said quietly. "I love you."
Bakura smiled, leaning into the touch. "Aishiteru, Hiro...." he said softly.
"Aishiteru," Honda whispered in return.
Bakura gave a melty sigh, snuggling against the taller boy contentedly, tangling his fingers in the taller boy's shirt. "Make love to me...?" he requested softly.
"Are you sure?"
Bakura nodded. "Please?"
Honda stroked Bakura gently. He kissed him again.
Bakura returned the kiss with a taint of desperation.
Honda held Bakura tightly, trying to soothe him with the touch.
The paler boy slowly calmed, melting against the taller boy. "I don't want to feel like this..." he said softly. "I want it to feel like it did before...." His hands tensed in Honda's shirt, burying his face against the taller boy's shoulder.
Honda rubbed his back. "Don't worry. I'll make you clean again."
Bakura looked up with a relieved, though still shaky smile. Reaching up he kissed Honda again, parting his lips in near begging invitation.
Honda nuzzled him lightly, then led him up to the bathroom.
The paler boy followed with a curious look, clinging to Honda's hand.
Very gently, Honda undressed Bakura and then himself, then lifted the smaller boy into the tub, following. He hugged his lover, turning the water on around him and regulating it until the tub was more than half full of hot water.
Slowly, Bakura relaxed, melting against Honda with a deep sigh of contentment.
Turning the water off again, Honda began rubbing Bakura with soap.
Bakura gave a small laugh of belated realization and smiled, making soft appreciative sounds at the touch.
"Do you feel cleaner?" Honda whispered in his ear.
Bakura nodded slightly with a smile. "You always know what to do to make me feel better, Hiro," he said lovingly, shifting slightly to have more physical contact with his love.
"That's because I love you," Honda answered, pausing to hug him and then continuing the boy's bath.
Bakura's smile slowly grew lazy and tired, the hot water and Honda's touches lulling him into exhaustion.
Honda was delighted at the trust that Bakura was showing after the day's stresses. He promised himself that he would always be that comfortable for the pale boy to come home to and hugged him, leaning his cheek on the other boy's hair.
Bakura gave a slightly incoherent murmur that resembled the brown haired boy's name, moving slightly to snuggle closer.
"Just rest, my Ryou-neko," Honda said softly. "I'll take care of you."
The boy's eyes closed and he relaxed completely into an exhausted slumber.
Supporting him, Honda continued giving the bath. When he was done, he lifted the sleeping boy out of the cooling water and wrapped him in several towels and drying him just as carefully as he'd bathed him. He carried his lover into his bedroom and wrapped him in blankets, arranging the boy comfortably on the bed before joining him and holding him.
The boy gave a soft murmur, snuggling closer in his sleep.
Honda smiled, hugging him tightly.
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Many appolgoies for lateness in updating. ^^ Too many things being done at once.
Crying Pierrot: *nods* Similar here. :) (yes, the amusment of a bi-sexual lesbian couple writing a gay couple. *laughs*) Been in both places so it's very easy for me to write Bakura's 'Don't tell anyone' paranoia. *snuggles the Judy* Yeay for realism in writing! Yeay for fluff with a backbone! *grins*