.
Later that night Kaiba came back into my room with the miso soup he had agreed to cook me. I felt a bit guilty for making him cook for me like this, but he insisted that I eat. I was relieved that he was here, at least, seeing that I had finished my homework awhile ago; my yami thought this was the perfect time to harass me.
Unfortunately, the moment he pushed my door open, my yami went berserk.
//I can make him like you Ryou….let me out, let me out!//
/Y-yami!/ My face flushed again…I hate that…
He only added on the pressure, making it difficult to concentrate on anything else. I knew that he could easily overpower me, but he was going easy on me for some reason today…perhaps because I was sick. I guess it's not that great to be knocked unconscious and sent to your soul room when you have a fever.
"I brought your miso soup…" Kaiba was looking at me a little strangely as he set down the small tray on my lap.
"Arigatou!" I managed to say a bit too excitedly; my yami began pushing even harder when Kaiba spoke.
I have to make sure Kaiba doesn't find out about Yami…he doesn't even believe in things like that, and I'm not sure what Yami would do to him if he had that advantage.
//Oh, so you're trying to hide me from him, hm?// Yami scoffed at me as he read my thoughts.
/Yami, don't take it personally…eh, Kaiba-sama doesn't even believe in Yami no Yugi. He doesn't know about the powers of the Sennen Items./
//I could teach him plenty about that…//
I sighed, ignoring him for the moment and taking a sip of the soup. Smiling, I looked up at Kaiba and nodded.
"It's delicious!" I hadn't really expected anything to taste good right now. "Where did you learn to cook like this?"
"Mokuba's been sick numerous times before," was the only simple answer he gave me. I decided not to pry and went back to work at the soup.
Within minutes I had finished it. I blinked at my empty bowl.
"Well, at least you've got an appetite…"
I then felt a little dizzy, so one hand went to my forehead and the other to grab the blanket.
"Bakura? Are you feeling alright?" Kaiba looked almost worried as he stood beside my bed. With a faint nod, I tried to regain my composure.
He removed the tray from my lap, and I noticed his eyes travel to the aspirin on the bedside table. "You haven't taken your medicine in the past few hours…are you sure you're okay?"
Then everything went black.
When I opened my eyes, I was in my soul room. Oh, no! Yami had finally gone to drastic measures…I had to try to get my body back, no matter what it took.
*Yami Bakura's POV*
With such an opportunity at hand, it was inevitable that I knock out Ryou and send him to his room. He had become a real pest and wasn't complying to my commands for some reason. Why is it that he doesn't care about his own well being and he only resists when I'm going after someone else? Stupid hikari and his damn "nice" phase.
Well, sick or not, I had no choice but to take over his body now. I know how much he wanted this Seto Kaiba; it was obvious, judging by his numerous dreams and the many thoughts I read every day. He was always fascinated by Kaiba, before Kaiba even knew Ryou existed. It's getting annoying really, so what's the harm in helping Ryou out a bit? If he's trying to seduce someone, he's got it all wrong.
Directly after Kaiba asked the question concerning how my hikari was feeling, I took over. Smirking, I grabbed Kaiba by the shirt and pulled him close to my face to where we were touching noses. He already had a wide-eyed look, heh…
"No, I'm not alright…I think I need to be examined thoroughly…" His cheeks turned bright red, something I wouldn't have expected out of Kaiba.
"Ah…ah…nani?!" Perfect, he didn't know what to say. Now I can just kiss him and-
What the hell?! My soul room?! Damn it! It was that damned hikari of mine! How did he wake up so quickly?
*Ryou's POV*
As I managed to push my way into my body while Yami was distracted, my face turned scarlet. There was no way to explain Yami to Kaiba…somehow I let go of his shirt, pulling away.
"G-gomen nasai…I…" I couldn't say anything else, feeling too dizzy to even see straight. I don't know if it was the fever or just the humiliation, but any minute now I could pass out…
Evidently Kaiba could see this, probably because my face was so red. "You don't look well, Bakura…eh…you need to r-rest…" Was it just me, or was he stumbling on his words…? And…his face was a little red?
Shaking my head, I just laid down on the bed obediently. I'm sure I just startled him…he probably doesn't want to have anything to do with me…
He exited the room in stony silence.
//Baka na hikari! I could've had him!// I guess Yami's awake.
/Anou, Yami…I…/ Closing my eyes, I tried to ignore the sweat on my forehead.
//Yes? You what? You love him!// His mocking laughter seemed faint and distant in my aching head.
/Iie, Yami…I don't…I…/ Before I could protest any more, my mind faded into another restless sleep.
*Seto's POV*
Setting the tray down, I grabbed a glass of water, downing it quickly, holding onto the counter for support. Why was my face so flushed? I hope I didn't catch the fever from Bakura…
Tossing the empty glass away, my thoughts turned to that moment…something had changed in Bakura…his eyes had turning cold and cruel…I don't believe in any of those superstitions, but I know the real Bakura would never do that. I tried to think of a reasonable explanation for what had happened…settling on the idea that Bakura was still sick, I headed for the next room. Some work would get things off my mind.
The next day was Sunday. I woke up early and walked into Bakura's, well, my room, just to check on him. Surprisingly, he was awake. He was sitting up in my bed, staring out the window at the newly risen sun. He looked so sad…the bright light shining in those chocolate eyes. I felt a tug inside of me to somehow make him happy.
Walking towards him, I saw him turn towards me, blinking inquisitively.
"I was going to go over to Jounouchi-kun's house today, seeing that I promised him that I would. I would be happy to have you along…that is, if you're up to it…" I figured getting out of this room would do him good. The idea might make him feel better.
I was wrong. I noticed the welcoming look he had expressed to me fade as his eyes moved to his hands in his lap. Hm, he must be feeling bad.
Wrong again. That's twice in a row. "No, I think I could go…I'd feel as if I was intruding if I tagged along with you, though. I'm sure you'd like your privacy." Ouch…I didn't know if that was meant to be an insult or not.
Shrugging it off, I only muttered a "You wouldn't be."
"Wouldn't it bother Jounouchi…?" I scoffed at the idea. Nothing seemed to bother that puppy…unless I called him a puppy, that is.
A few minutes later we found ourselves at Jounouchi's doorstep. He immediately came to the door, grinning.
"Hey, Kai-er, Seto," His grin faded as he blinked and looked over to Ryou, who had sneezed.
"Jounouchi-kun, I brought Ryou along with me." Apparently he didn't mind too much, because he opened the door and let us in.
I glanced around the living room as the sound of the television floated in our direction. The small of nicotine lingered as Jounouchi led us to his couch. I sighed, thinking of how this visit would be the same as all the others.
*Ryou's POV*
I blinked, looking around the house that we had entered. I wanted to hide behind Kaiba's tall form, not feeling altogether comfortable here. Of course I was friends with Jounouchi at school, but I'd never been invited to his house before.
We all took a seat on the couch. The large television in the middle of the room was on…
I blinked, glancing around and looking at his house, seeing that the show didn't really interest me. It was then that I looked over to the other side of the couch.
Seto had his arm around Jounouchi's waist, who looked extremely comfortable and relaxed…I watched his eyes stare into the television screen while Seto nuzzled Jounouchi's blonde hair…
I looked away quickly, trying to put my full attention into the program that was on. Why shouldn't they be close like that…? They were lovers…
I swallowed hard, ignoring the sick feeling in my stomach.
"Nyao."
I looked up confusedly; a large, gray, overweight cat made his way into the living room. I blinked and looked over at Jounouchi, who rolled his eyes.
"That's Charlie. Don't mind him; just my dad's cat." I knew Jounouchi didn't like cats…
"Nyao…nyao." Charlie jumped onto the couch, stepping on Jounouchi's leg as he passed. He made his way straight to me, sitting down in my lap and looking up at me with expectant yellow eyes.
"Heh, I think he likes you, Ryou," Seto commented with a grin.
I blinked, then smiled, patting the neko on the head. I had always been partial to them, and for some reason they always come to me.
The neko's loud purr seemed to soothe me. I continued to stroke it, glad to have someone who understood. It may sound strange, but animals can be just as comforting as humans in times of need.
When we left a couple of hours later, although it seemed much longer to me, I had given Charlie a new name: Mr. Chubbikins. Of course I hadn't told anyone this. But, I had a feeling we would be coming back here, and I felt as if I had discovered a new friend.
(A/N: That took me forever to finish. -_- Gomen nasai! I was focusing on my other fanfic because I wanted to finish it. Now I can devote all my attention to this fanfic. Did you like Mr. Chubbikins? ^^; Or was it a stupid idea? Please review!)
Later that night Kaiba came back into my room with the miso soup he had agreed to cook me. I felt a bit guilty for making him cook for me like this, but he insisted that I eat. I was relieved that he was here, at least, seeing that I had finished my homework awhile ago; my yami thought this was the perfect time to harass me.
Unfortunately, the moment he pushed my door open, my yami went berserk.
//I can make him like you Ryou….let me out, let me out!//
/Y-yami!/ My face flushed again…I hate that…
He only added on the pressure, making it difficult to concentrate on anything else. I knew that he could easily overpower me, but he was going easy on me for some reason today…perhaps because I was sick. I guess it's not that great to be knocked unconscious and sent to your soul room when you have a fever.
"I brought your miso soup…" Kaiba was looking at me a little strangely as he set down the small tray on my lap.
"Arigatou!" I managed to say a bit too excitedly; my yami began pushing even harder when Kaiba spoke.
I have to make sure Kaiba doesn't find out about Yami…he doesn't even believe in things like that, and I'm not sure what Yami would do to him if he had that advantage.
//Oh, so you're trying to hide me from him, hm?// Yami scoffed at me as he read my thoughts.
/Yami, don't take it personally…eh, Kaiba-sama doesn't even believe in Yami no Yugi. He doesn't know about the powers of the Sennen Items./
//I could teach him plenty about that…//
I sighed, ignoring him for the moment and taking a sip of the soup. Smiling, I looked up at Kaiba and nodded.
"It's delicious!" I hadn't really expected anything to taste good right now. "Where did you learn to cook like this?"
"Mokuba's been sick numerous times before," was the only simple answer he gave me. I decided not to pry and went back to work at the soup.
Within minutes I had finished it. I blinked at my empty bowl.
"Well, at least you've got an appetite…"
I then felt a little dizzy, so one hand went to my forehead and the other to grab the blanket.
"Bakura? Are you feeling alright?" Kaiba looked almost worried as he stood beside my bed. With a faint nod, I tried to regain my composure.
He removed the tray from my lap, and I noticed his eyes travel to the aspirin on the bedside table. "You haven't taken your medicine in the past few hours…are you sure you're okay?"
Then everything went black.
When I opened my eyes, I was in my soul room. Oh, no! Yami had finally gone to drastic measures…I had to try to get my body back, no matter what it took.
*Yami Bakura's POV*
With such an opportunity at hand, it was inevitable that I knock out Ryou and send him to his room. He had become a real pest and wasn't complying to my commands for some reason. Why is it that he doesn't care about his own well being and he only resists when I'm going after someone else? Stupid hikari and his damn "nice" phase.
Well, sick or not, I had no choice but to take over his body now. I know how much he wanted this Seto Kaiba; it was obvious, judging by his numerous dreams and the many thoughts I read every day. He was always fascinated by Kaiba, before Kaiba even knew Ryou existed. It's getting annoying really, so what's the harm in helping Ryou out a bit? If he's trying to seduce someone, he's got it all wrong.
Directly after Kaiba asked the question concerning how my hikari was feeling, I took over. Smirking, I grabbed Kaiba by the shirt and pulled him close to my face to where we were touching noses. He already had a wide-eyed look, heh…
"No, I'm not alright…I think I need to be examined thoroughly…" His cheeks turned bright red, something I wouldn't have expected out of Kaiba.
"Ah…ah…nani?!" Perfect, he didn't know what to say. Now I can just kiss him and-
What the hell?! My soul room?! Damn it! It was that damned hikari of mine! How did he wake up so quickly?
*Ryou's POV*
As I managed to push my way into my body while Yami was distracted, my face turned scarlet. There was no way to explain Yami to Kaiba…somehow I let go of his shirt, pulling away.
"G-gomen nasai…I…" I couldn't say anything else, feeling too dizzy to even see straight. I don't know if it was the fever or just the humiliation, but any minute now I could pass out…
Evidently Kaiba could see this, probably because my face was so red. "You don't look well, Bakura…eh…you need to r-rest…" Was it just me, or was he stumbling on his words…? And…his face was a little red?
Shaking my head, I just laid down on the bed obediently. I'm sure I just startled him…he probably doesn't want to have anything to do with me…
He exited the room in stony silence.
//Baka na hikari! I could've had him!// I guess Yami's awake.
/Anou, Yami…I…/ Closing my eyes, I tried to ignore the sweat on my forehead.
//Yes? You what? You love him!// His mocking laughter seemed faint and distant in my aching head.
/Iie, Yami…I don't…I…/ Before I could protest any more, my mind faded into another restless sleep.
*Seto's POV*
Setting the tray down, I grabbed a glass of water, downing it quickly, holding onto the counter for support. Why was my face so flushed? I hope I didn't catch the fever from Bakura…
Tossing the empty glass away, my thoughts turned to that moment…something had changed in Bakura…his eyes had turning cold and cruel…I don't believe in any of those superstitions, but I know the real Bakura would never do that. I tried to think of a reasonable explanation for what had happened…settling on the idea that Bakura was still sick, I headed for the next room. Some work would get things off my mind.
The next day was Sunday. I woke up early and walked into Bakura's, well, my room, just to check on him. Surprisingly, he was awake. He was sitting up in my bed, staring out the window at the newly risen sun. He looked so sad…the bright light shining in those chocolate eyes. I felt a tug inside of me to somehow make him happy.
Walking towards him, I saw him turn towards me, blinking inquisitively.
"I was going to go over to Jounouchi-kun's house today, seeing that I promised him that I would. I would be happy to have you along…that is, if you're up to it…" I figured getting out of this room would do him good. The idea might make him feel better.
I was wrong. I noticed the welcoming look he had expressed to me fade as his eyes moved to his hands in his lap. Hm, he must be feeling bad.
Wrong again. That's twice in a row. "No, I think I could go…I'd feel as if I was intruding if I tagged along with you, though. I'm sure you'd like your privacy." Ouch…I didn't know if that was meant to be an insult or not.
Shrugging it off, I only muttered a "You wouldn't be."
"Wouldn't it bother Jounouchi…?" I scoffed at the idea. Nothing seemed to bother that puppy…unless I called him a puppy, that is.
A few minutes later we found ourselves at Jounouchi's doorstep. He immediately came to the door, grinning.
"Hey, Kai-er, Seto," His grin faded as he blinked and looked over to Ryou, who had sneezed.
"Jounouchi-kun, I brought Ryou along with me." Apparently he didn't mind too much, because he opened the door and let us in.
I glanced around the living room as the sound of the television floated in our direction. The small of nicotine lingered as Jounouchi led us to his couch. I sighed, thinking of how this visit would be the same as all the others.
*Ryou's POV*
I blinked, looking around the house that we had entered. I wanted to hide behind Kaiba's tall form, not feeling altogether comfortable here. Of course I was friends with Jounouchi at school, but I'd never been invited to his house before.
We all took a seat on the couch. The large television in the middle of the room was on…
I blinked, glancing around and looking at his house, seeing that the show didn't really interest me. It was then that I looked over to the other side of the couch.
Seto had his arm around Jounouchi's waist, who looked extremely comfortable and relaxed…I watched his eyes stare into the television screen while Seto nuzzled Jounouchi's blonde hair…
I looked away quickly, trying to put my full attention into the program that was on. Why shouldn't they be close like that…? They were lovers…
I swallowed hard, ignoring the sick feeling in my stomach.
"Nyao."
I looked up confusedly; a large, gray, overweight cat made his way into the living room. I blinked and looked over at Jounouchi, who rolled his eyes.
"That's Charlie. Don't mind him; just my dad's cat." I knew Jounouchi didn't like cats…
"Nyao…nyao." Charlie jumped onto the couch, stepping on Jounouchi's leg as he passed. He made his way straight to me, sitting down in my lap and looking up at me with expectant yellow eyes.
"Heh, I think he likes you, Ryou," Seto commented with a grin.
I blinked, then smiled, patting the neko on the head. I had always been partial to them, and for some reason they always come to me.
The neko's loud purr seemed to soothe me. I continued to stroke it, glad to have someone who understood. It may sound strange, but animals can be just as comforting as humans in times of need.
When we left a couple of hours later, although it seemed much longer to me, I had given Charlie a new name: Mr. Chubbikins. Of course I hadn't told anyone this. But, I had a feeling we would be coming back here, and I felt as if I had discovered a new friend.
(A/N: That took me forever to finish. -_- Gomen nasai! I was focusing on my other fanfic because I wanted to finish it. Now I can devote all my attention to this fanfic. Did you like Mr. Chubbikins? ^^; Or was it a stupid idea? Please review!)
