I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings
by Rhapsody Moonschild and Tat Claire Kokoro
|~*Rhapsody: Welcome back to the fourteenth chapter! Thanks for coming this far with us.
Tat: **brightly** Only twenty more chapters to go!
Rhapsody: **whisper** Don't let that scare you off, only half of it is Tat's writing.
Tat: **twitches cat ears** I heard that!
Rhapsody: Eh heh heh… Just kidding, my friend.
Tat: If you say so…
Rhapsody: **clears throat** Ahem. Well, anyway, disclaimer. By Yami this time.
Yami: Why me?
Rhapsody: 'Cause Tat-chan broke some of Bakura's ribs by glomping him too hard.
Tat: =^__^=
Yami: **huge sweatdrop** Yu-Gi-Oh! does not belong to Rhapsody and/or Tat. It is the property of Kazuki Takahashi.
Rhapsody: Very nice. **to Tat:** Now you can glomp him.
Tat: =^__^=
Yami: O.O **runs off**
Rhapsody: Amusing, ne?
Tat: Everyone knows I only go for the bad guys. Which reminds me… **looks at invisible watch** it's Bakura's visiting hours!
Rhapsody: ^^";; Start the fic already…*~|
CHAPTER FOURTEEN (by Rhapsody)
Yami's POV
I awaken slowly, enjoying the sweet sensation of warmth from the boy lying against me. His hair tickles my face, soft and sweaty. We'd both better take a shower before I take him home.
For a moment I consider sharing one, but poor Ryou has most likely had enough for now. He'll probably be sore today… I bite my lip and hope I didn't hurt him too badly.
He moves a little, exposing a pale, bruised shoulder. I kiss it and then get out of bed. I put on some clothes and take another look at my koibito.
He is smiling in his sleep, looking more content than I expect he has been in years. He seems so innocent… He isn't really anymore.
I smile to myself and go downstairs to make breakfast.
Yugi is already up, and gives me a curious look as I enter. "Ohayo," I nod to him, and fish through the refrigerator for some eggs.
"Sleep well?" he asks.
I turn and give him a long look but this time the question seems genuine. Perhaps he still is a little bit innocent himself.
"Yeah," I reply and locate the frying pan. Ryou bounces in before I'm done cooking, all clothed. He gives Yugi and I dazzling smiles and says, "Good morning!"
I lift an eyebrow. He's definitely a morning person. But his cheer is infectious and I grin back at my koi.
"How are you this morning, Ryou?" Yugi asks brightly.
"Wonderful!"
Ugh, it's like a 50s sitcom. I'm not a dragon in the morning, but it's not my good time. Too-cheerful people get on my nerves… But I care for both of these cheerful people so I hold in my annoyance.
After breakfast and a shower and just a little cuddling Ryou and I decide reluctantly that perhaps he should go home.
"He can't hurt me anymore, right?" he asks with desperate eyes. I lean down and kiss his forehead.
"Of course not! Trust me, Ryou-chan."
"Okay," he says immediately.
We head out the door to see another beautiful day. The grass seems even greener and the sky even bluer. Strange what love will do to you.
We hold hands and talk on our way, hearts as high as that blue blue sky. I find myself discounting the extent of Bakura's wrath. Surely he won't be that bad…
We reach Ryou's home and he unlocks the door. Bakura is standing there, waiting.
"STAY AWAY FROM THE DAMN PHARAOH!" he shouts, pulls Ryou in, and shuts the door on me.
Okay, perhaps Bakura is a little mad. Er… that's an understatement…