What Once Was is Again
Diclaimer: I do not own any of the characters within Yugioh, minus Strawberry (who you will find out about in my fic). Said characters are also OOC. So live with it it's the way I write! Hehehe.
Warning: there have been minor to extreme changes within the characters of Yugioh, but it is all interesting changes no less and makes for interesting reading I must say.
A chilling wind blew over the ground with a silent howl. People could stile be heard in the background, along with the sound of police sirens. A noise of some rocks tumbling and striking the ground cracked the silence. A shadowy figure rose from the depths of the rubble. It staggered over the rocks clumsily, legs shaking from exhaustion. The body collapsed beside a pile of rocks, breathing heavily from the effort of moving. Light slipped over the pile and slowly crawled over the body. White hair flowed in the slight breeze as the sun caught it with its rays. Bakura squinted his eyes and covered them with his arm. The sun burned him slightly. It had been a while since he had laid his eyes on it. He let his arm droop a bit so he could adjust his eyes to the horrid light. Light was a word he didn't use in his vocabulary very often. The word seemed to burn his very being. It scarred him and he wasn't proud of it. He pulled himself off the ground and supported himself against the rocks. He snarled lightly in his throat. Those soft-minded fools had weakened him. What a disgrace. He came so close to killing those stupid fools but those spirits had to step in and ruin it all. Yami and Malik. He spat at the names of the other two ancient spirits. Bakura paced himself and walked in no general direction. He could hear screaming off in the distance and he delighted in it. At least something came out of all this. Those pathetic humans can only react with fear and cause only more havoc. That's how they deal with occurrences of this magnitude. The sound of a grumble approached Bakura's ears and in the corner of his dark eyes he caught the glimpse of a small sleek figure. 'It seems the pharaoh didn't land to far away.' Thought Bakura. He turned and watched Yami's figure sway and attempt to stand on his two legs. 'The dope must have lost as much of his shadow powers as I.' Yami caught a glimpse of Bakura standing below him. He felt a little light- headed and thought a nap would do him good. But all thoughts of sleep slipped from Yami's mind as he settled his ruby red eyes on Bakura. A small growl formed in his throat.
"Still breathing tomb robber?" Bakura grumbled in reply and cast his eyes towards the ground.
"I am a dark spirit after all, Pharaoh. You can't get rid of me that easily and besides, I'm already dead. So there's no point in hoping that I had again passed on. Ryou's still alive somewhere so I can't vanish, unless you wish death upon my Hikari." Yami growled, causing his nose to wrinkle up in disgust.
"You don't deserve to call Ryou that. You taint the word when it rolls of your filthy tongue." Spat Yami. Bakura summoned up enough energy to laugh coarsely at Yami's spiteful words.
"You don't scare me, fool. Your words mean nothing to me." Bakura closed his eyes and scrunched up his face in concentration. His ring started to glow as shadow magic coursed through it. Yami's eyes widened as he felt Bakura push his last amount of strength in to the ring. Yami only had enough energy to block the attack for so long then he would be spent. A drop of sweat rolled down his cheek as he stared at the ring. Bakura powered up and was about to assault Yami with all his might when something hard smashed against the back of his skull. He held on to his strength and turned his enraged gaze upon the person who had struck him. The sennen rod fell to the ground with a dull thump. It glittered eerily in the dull light of the sun.
"Don't forget about me, asshole." Malik stood a small distance behind Bakura with his famous shit-eating grin plastered to his face. He seemed better off then the other two but he was still breathing hard. Malik's dead lilac eyes glistened with a hidden thrill.
"You'll regret that you stupid retard! You have no item to protect you" Bakura ground these last words through his teeth. He powered up once more and shot the blast of energy towards Malik. The last thing seen before the light took over was a devious grin on Malik's face. The blast hit the ground with a hard force, blowing dirt and chunks of rock into the air. The debris landed around the two remaining yamis. Bakura panted hard as he used up his last ounce of shadow magic. His legs slumped underneath him and landed on his butt causing a small cloud of dust to swirl around him. Laughing filled his ears after a few minutes of silence. The cloud of dust departed to reveal Malik sitting on the ground smiling and chuckling under his breath.
"I just forced you to use up the rest of your powers. Now you're the defenceless one. You always seemed to have a bad habit of losing you temper so I provoked you into that stupid state. You became a blind fool and attacked me. You're such a dumb ass." Malik laughed even harder has he heard Yami laughing at Bakura as well. Bakura only growled in response. His cheeks got a small tint of blush from his embarrassment. Yami slid down the pile on his back holding his stomach from laughing to hard. He landed sloppily on the ground gasping for air. He slowly stood to his feet and wobbly walked towards Bakura. He looked like he was tipsy from drinking too much. His face was red from laughing and his eyes started to water from the pain. He reached Bakura at a slow pace. He looked down upon the exhausted tomb robber, putting his hand to his mouth trying to suppress his mirth. His legs shook from over use and he collapsed on Bakura. His hands grasped the first thing that reached them. It ended up that he had balled fist full of white hair. He pulled Bakura down with him causing Bakura to wince and yelp from the tug at his scalp. Malik laughed even harder, rolling on his back from the hilarity. Yami just giggled beside Bakura, still holding onto his hair. Bakura grumped as they laughed at the stupidest thing ever.
"Get off of me and let go of my hair!" Bakura started to push on Yami but failed as he felt something heavier land on the two of them. Malik had jumped into the pile, still laughing and smirking.
"Dog pile!! Weakest on the bottom!" Bakura gasped as he felt like he was being crushed. Had they finally lost their minds? They seemed to be taking on the traits of their hikari's. What happened to their hatred? Did they lose their minds in the blast?
"Oh, come on Kura. Stop pouting and acting like there's a stick wedged up your ass. You're beat and there's nothing you can do about it." Malik grinned at him like the Cheshire cat. Yami on the other hand had stopped giggling and was now fingering Bakura's hair.
"I didn't know your hair was soft Bakura. I always thought that it was coarse and felt like wire. It's kind of silky."
"Stop touching my hair with your greasy fingers!" Yami glared at Bakura.
"They are not greasy! For that you should be punished." Yami placed his middle finger in-between Bakura's eyes and started pounding in the same spot really fast. Bakura screamed has dull pain throbbed in his forehead.
"HAHAHA!!! Chinese torture!" Malik pointed and laughed at Bakura. Bakura wriggled on of his arms out from under Yami and slapped his hand away.
"What ever happened to hating me? Wanting to tear me apart? Did you go mental in that blast?" Malik and Yami pondered this, blinking their eyes at Bakura.
"I don't know? Guess it left once we let out our pent up energy. How come you're not trying to rip our heads off? Did you lose your touch already?" Malik looked at Bakura as he laid there in silence. Yami spoke, breaking the tension.
"Guess his power had built up as well. It must have made his mind demented and turned him against Ryou."
"Yah, power can do that to you. I felt like going crazy myself." Malik nodded in agreement with Yami. Bakura just lay there not bothering to answer them. He was stuck in his thoughts from the previous event. Now that he looked back on it, it made no sense to him. Everything he did had no meaning to it. It's just happened out of the blue. There was no reason for him to try and kill everyone, now that he thought about. Ryou had never done anything to harm him. He actually wanted to help him but the thought of being loved just scarred Bakura for no reason. He was used to being alone. This kind of environment didn't suit him. These thoughts brought up a new emotion that was hidden from him for ages. His stomach started to churn and he felt sick. He felt like an ass and most of all he felt.... guilty. It was all too new to him and it made his head feel dizzy.
"Oooooohhhhh." Bakura whimpered into his arm, eventually pulling his arms over his head. Yami and Malik looked at him. He seemed to have figured it out. Before they could say anything to relax Bakura, a bright light caught their eyes. It caused Bakura to stop pouting and bring his head up to turn it to the side with the others. They all looked at Otogi dumbly, who appeared out of thin air. Eventually everyone else appeared along with him, some more alive then others. The positions the yamis where currently in caused everyone's eyes to bulge. Well, only those who were awake anyways. Yugi was the first on to move from the crowd.
"Yami!!!" Yami heard Yugi call his name and pulled himself out from underneath Malik, causing him to land on Bakura who in turn grunted.
"Yugi!" Yugi tackled Yami to the ground, squeezing the shit out of him. Yami gasped but smiled down upon his little aibou. He intern rapped his arms around Yugi and hugged him back.
"Careful Yugi. Yami's been through a lot." They both looked up at Otogi as he smiled at the pair. Yugi nodded and loosened his grip on his darker side.
"How do you feel Yami?"
"Sleepy." Yami replied. Yugi just snuggled into Yami's neck smiling. Malik had watched the two reunite and was now searching the crowd for his own hikari. He spotted Marik placing Noa on the ground beside Seto and slip through the others. Malik got of Bakura and trembled as he walked towards his lighter half. With a troubled push he launched himself off the ground and onto his light. He slammed Marik to the ground with his weight and started cooing like a lost puppy over Marik.
"I'm glad to see you too." Laughed Marik has he grabbed his yami and bear hugged him. Malik just grunted and nestled into Marik.
"Less talky more sleepy." Marik moaned as he realized his yami was using him as a pillow. He was going to be there for a while. All that was now left was Bakura. Everyone went silent as they stared at the rogue yami. The tension was thick in the air as they stared longer at him. They didn't know what to do with him. Bakura wasn't advancing on them so he must have wasted his energy. Bakura seemed to be oddly afraid. His eyes looked sad if anyone took the time to notice. Otogi walked towards Bakura. He cringed and tried to push himself backwards, away from Otogi.
"Looks like you know what's going to happen, don't you? You should have thought about it before you acted the way you did. You're a plague upon society Bakura. You have to be dealt with." Bakura appeared to be trembling under Otogi like a scarred little puppy with its tail between its legs. Otogi stopped in front of him, glaring down upon him.
"It's useless to try and get away from me Bakura. You're spent." Otogi seemed to become cold and his eyes were now shaded from Bakura's view. Everything became tense. The air was thick with it. Everyone's stomachs had butterflies and they tensed up in anticipation. Yami's body tensed and him seemed to worry for Bakura. Malik had also taken apart in the activities. This was saying a lot coming from him cause normally he didn't care what happened to other people. His eyes were locked on Bakura. Otogi raise his hand into the air as if he was going to smite Bakura. He coward under Otogi's gesture like a child would before they got slapped. He cried out one word that made everyone gasp. "Ryou." Every thing seemed to slow down after that. Everyone's heart felt like it was going to rip out of their chests from all the tension. A small motion caught their attention. They turned their heads to see Strawberry dash forward to go aid Bakura. But it wasn't Strawberry it was Ryou. Ryou fell to his yami's side and grasped him up into his arms. He clung to his yami like he was a favourite childhood toy. He tightened his grip as he saw Otogi's expression.
"Please don't hurt Bakura. He was confused at the time. He didn't mean to do what he did. Everyone makes mistakes!" Otogi just stared at Ryou with a stone cold face. Ryou tightened his grip more causing Bakura to wince from the pressure.
"His my yami, Otogi. I should have dealt with him before it came to this. I'm sorry but I was afraid. But I realised he was scarred just as much as I was and that he needed attention. Let me deal with him." Otogi's face didn't change nor did he move. He just spoke with cold words.
"He has to be punished for what he did. You can not stop me from my task." Light appeared at the tip of Otogi's fingers, illuminating his face. Ryou broke out in tears and his voice sounded desperate.
"Please! He's mine to take care of. I'll watch him, honest. Please, I'll die if he's taken away from me." Ryou broke down in sobs and buried his face in Bakura's hair. He waited to feel Bakura disappear from his grasp but nothing happened. He could still hear Bakura whimpering and could still feel him shaking. Ryou lifted his head up to look at Otogi. Otogi had finally placed his hand down beside his hips and he was now smiling at Ryou.
"You really love that asshole don't you?"
"He's my asshole." Answered Ryou. Otogi smirked at Ryou.
"Fine. I wont get rid of him but I'm doing it only for you. Keep Bakura under your wing at all times or else the consequences of his actions will be great."
"Yes, I'll watch him 24-7. I'll never let him out of my sight."
"You don't have to watch him all the time Ryou. We'll help you out when you need it." Otogi patted Bakura on the head. "We'll help you tame him." Ryou grinned a whole-hearted smile. It felt good to be happy. He hadn't smiled like this for a long time. Ryou was practically giggling at the fact that he might not get beat anymore. He put his theory to the test and rubbed his face into Bakura's hair. He waited for Bakura to recoil and punch him in the face. But Bakura just jolted a bit then relaxed in Ryou's arms. Ryou got a giddy feeling in his stomach, like butterflies were flying around. He practically jumped with excitement at the fact that his yami wasn't acting abusive towards his little moves.
Strawberry, Bakura isn't freaking out. His letting me cuddle with him!
/ Sorry to ruin your moment Ryou but Bakura's asleep. /
He's even letting me touch him in his sleep. This is all wonderful and shocking at the same time.
/ He must be exhausted. /
Diclaimer: I do not own any of the characters within Yugioh, minus Strawberry (who you will find out about in my fic). Said characters are also OOC. So live with it it's the way I write! Hehehe.
Warning: there have been minor to extreme changes within the characters of Yugioh, but it is all interesting changes no less and makes for interesting reading I must say.
A chilling wind blew over the ground with a silent howl. People could stile be heard in the background, along with the sound of police sirens. A noise of some rocks tumbling and striking the ground cracked the silence. A shadowy figure rose from the depths of the rubble. It staggered over the rocks clumsily, legs shaking from exhaustion. The body collapsed beside a pile of rocks, breathing heavily from the effort of moving. Light slipped over the pile and slowly crawled over the body. White hair flowed in the slight breeze as the sun caught it with its rays. Bakura squinted his eyes and covered them with his arm. The sun burned him slightly. It had been a while since he had laid his eyes on it. He let his arm droop a bit so he could adjust his eyes to the horrid light. Light was a word he didn't use in his vocabulary very often. The word seemed to burn his very being. It scarred him and he wasn't proud of it. He pulled himself off the ground and supported himself against the rocks. He snarled lightly in his throat. Those soft-minded fools had weakened him. What a disgrace. He came so close to killing those stupid fools but those spirits had to step in and ruin it all. Yami and Malik. He spat at the names of the other two ancient spirits. Bakura paced himself and walked in no general direction. He could hear screaming off in the distance and he delighted in it. At least something came out of all this. Those pathetic humans can only react with fear and cause only more havoc. That's how they deal with occurrences of this magnitude. The sound of a grumble approached Bakura's ears and in the corner of his dark eyes he caught the glimpse of a small sleek figure. 'It seems the pharaoh didn't land to far away.' Thought Bakura. He turned and watched Yami's figure sway and attempt to stand on his two legs. 'The dope must have lost as much of his shadow powers as I.' Yami caught a glimpse of Bakura standing below him. He felt a little light- headed and thought a nap would do him good. But all thoughts of sleep slipped from Yami's mind as he settled his ruby red eyes on Bakura. A small growl formed in his throat.
"Still breathing tomb robber?" Bakura grumbled in reply and cast his eyes towards the ground.
"I am a dark spirit after all, Pharaoh. You can't get rid of me that easily and besides, I'm already dead. So there's no point in hoping that I had again passed on. Ryou's still alive somewhere so I can't vanish, unless you wish death upon my Hikari." Yami growled, causing his nose to wrinkle up in disgust.
"You don't deserve to call Ryou that. You taint the word when it rolls of your filthy tongue." Spat Yami. Bakura summoned up enough energy to laugh coarsely at Yami's spiteful words.
"You don't scare me, fool. Your words mean nothing to me." Bakura closed his eyes and scrunched up his face in concentration. His ring started to glow as shadow magic coursed through it. Yami's eyes widened as he felt Bakura push his last amount of strength in to the ring. Yami only had enough energy to block the attack for so long then he would be spent. A drop of sweat rolled down his cheek as he stared at the ring. Bakura powered up and was about to assault Yami with all his might when something hard smashed against the back of his skull. He held on to his strength and turned his enraged gaze upon the person who had struck him. The sennen rod fell to the ground with a dull thump. It glittered eerily in the dull light of the sun.
"Don't forget about me, asshole." Malik stood a small distance behind Bakura with his famous shit-eating grin plastered to his face. He seemed better off then the other two but he was still breathing hard. Malik's dead lilac eyes glistened with a hidden thrill.
"You'll regret that you stupid retard! You have no item to protect you" Bakura ground these last words through his teeth. He powered up once more and shot the blast of energy towards Malik. The last thing seen before the light took over was a devious grin on Malik's face. The blast hit the ground with a hard force, blowing dirt and chunks of rock into the air. The debris landed around the two remaining yamis. Bakura panted hard as he used up his last ounce of shadow magic. His legs slumped underneath him and landed on his butt causing a small cloud of dust to swirl around him. Laughing filled his ears after a few minutes of silence. The cloud of dust departed to reveal Malik sitting on the ground smiling and chuckling under his breath.
"I just forced you to use up the rest of your powers. Now you're the defenceless one. You always seemed to have a bad habit of losing you temper so I provoked you into that stupid state. You became a blind fool and attacked me. You're such a dumb ass." Malik laughed even harder has he heard Yami laughing at Bakura as well. Bakura only growled in response. His cheeks got a small tint of blush from his embarrassment. Yami slid down the pile on his back holding his stomach from laughing to hard. He landed sloppily on the ground gasping for air. He slowly stood to his feet and wobbly walked towards Bakura. He looked like he was tipsy from drinking too much. His face was red from laughing and his eyes started to water from the pain. He reached Bakura at a slow pace. He looked down upon the exhausted tomb robber, putting his hand to his mouth trying to suppress his mirth. His legs shook from over use and he collapsed on Bakura. His hands grasped the first thing that reached them. It ended up that he had balled fist full of white hair. He pulled Bakura down with him causing Bakura to wince and yelp from the tug at his scalp. Malik laughed even harder, rolling on his back from the hilarity. Yami just giggled beside Bakura, still holding onto his hair. Bakura grumped as they laughed at the stupidest thing ever.
"Get off of me and let go of my hair!" Bakura started to push on Yami but failed as he felt something heavier land on the two of them. Malik had jumped into the pile, still laughing and smirking.
"Dog pile!! Weakest on the bottom!" Bakura gasped as he felt like he was being crushed. Had they finally lost their minds? They seemed to be taking on the traits of their hikari's. What happened to their hatred? Did they lose their minds in the blast?
"Oh, come on Kura. Stop pouting and acting like there's a stick wedged up your ass. You're beat and there's nothing you can do about it." Malik grinned at him like the Cheshire cat. Yami on the other hand had stopped giggling and was now fingering Bakura's hair.
"I didn't know your hair was soft Bakura. I always thought that it was coarse and felt like wire. It's kind of silky."
"Stop touching my hair with your greasy fingers!" Yami glared at Bakura.
"They are not greasy! For that you should be punished." Yami placed his middle finger in-between Bakura's eyes and started pounding in the same spot really fast. Bakura screamed has dull pain throbbed in his forehead.
"HAHAHA!!! Chinese torture!" Malik pointed and laughed at Bakura. Bakura wriggled on of his arms out from under Yami and slapped his hand away.
"What ever happened to hating me? Wanting to tear me apart? Did you go mental in that blast?" Malik and Yami pondered this, blinking their eyes at Bakura.
"I don't know? Guess it left once we let out our pent up energy. How come you're not trying to rip our heads off? Did you lose your touch already?" Malik looked at Bakura as he laid there in silence. Yami spoke, breaking the tension.
"Guess his power had built up as well. It must have made his mind demented and turned him against Ryou."
"Yah, power can do that to you. I felt like going crazy myself." Malik nodded in agreement with Yami. Bakura just lay there not bothering to answer them. He was stuck in his thoughts from the previous event. Now that he looked back on it, it made no sense to him. Everything he did had no meaning to it. It's just happened out of the blue. There was no reason for him to try and kill everyone, now that he thought about. Ryou had never done anything to harm him. He actually wanted to help him but the thought of being loved just scarred Bakura for no reason. He was used to being alone. This kind of environment didn't suit him. These thoughts brought up a new emotion that was hidden from him for ages. His stomach started to churn and he felt sick. He felt like an ass and most of all he felt.... guilty. It was all too new to him and it made his head feel dizzy.
"Oooooohhhhh." Bakura whimpered into his arm, eventually pulling his arms over his head. Yami and Malik looked at him. He seemed to have figured it out. Before they could say anything to relax Bakura, a bright light caught their eyes. It caused Bakura to stop pouting and bring his head up to turn it to the side with the others. They all looked at Otogi dumbly, who appeared out of thin air. Eventually everyone else appeared along with him, some more alive then others. The positions the yamis where currently in caused everyone's eyes to bulge. Well, only those who were awake anyways. Yugi was the first on to move from the crowd.
"Yami!!!" Yami heard Yugi call his name and pulled himself out from underneath Malik, causing him to land on Bakura who in turn grunted.
"Yugi!" Yugi tackled Yami to the ground, squeezing the shit out of him. Yami gasped but smiled down upon his little aibou. He intern rapped his arms around Yugi and hugged him back.
"Careful Yugi. Yami's been through a lot." They both looked up at Otogi as he smiled at the pair. Yugi nodded and loosened his grip on his darker side.
"How do you feel Yami?"
"Sleepy." Yami replied. Yugi just snuggled into Yami's neck smiling. Malik had watched the two reunite and was now searching the crowd for his own hikari. He spotted Marik placing Noa on the ground beside Seto and slip through the others. Malik got of Bakura and trembled as he walked towards his lighter half. With a troubled push he launched himself off the ground and onto his light. He slammed Marik to the ground with his weight and started cooing like a lost puppy over Marik.
"I'm glad to see you too." Laughed Marik has he grabbed his yami and bear hugged him. Malik just grunted and nestled into Marik.
"Less talky more sleepy." Marik moaned as he realized his yami was using him as a pillow. He was going to be there for a while. All that was now left was Bakura. Everyone went silent as they stared at the rogue yami. The tension was thick in the air as they stared longer at him. They didn't know what to do with him. Bakura wasn't advancing on them so he must have wasted his energy. Bakura seemed to be oddly afraid. His eyes looked sad if anyone took the time to notice. Otogi walked towards Bakura. He cringed and tried to push himself backwards, away from Otogi.
"Looks like you know what's going to happen, don't you? You should have thought about it before you acted the way you did. You're a plague upon society Bakura. You have to be dealt with." Bakura appeared to be trembling under Otogi like a scarred little puppy with its tail between its legs. Otogi stopped in front of him, glaring down upon him.
"It's useless to try and get away from me Bakura. You're spent." Otogi seemed to become cold and his eyes were now shaded from Bakura's view. Everything became tense. The air was thick with it. Everyone's stomachs had butterflies and they tensed up in anticipation. Yami's body tensed and him seemed to worry for Bakura. Malik had also taken apart in the activities. This was saying a lot coming from him cause normally he didn't care what happened to other people. His eyes were locked on Bakura. Otogi raise his hand into the air as if he was going to smite Bakura. He coward under Otogi's gesture like a child would before they got slapped. He cried out one word that made everyone gasp. "Ryou." Every thing seemed to slow down after that. Everyone's heart felt like it was going to rip out of their chests from all the tension. A small motion caught their attention. They turned their heads to see Strawberry dash forward to go aid Bakura. But it wasn't Strawberry it was Ryou. Ryou fell to his yami's side and grasped him up into his arms. He clung to his yami like he was a favourite childhood toy. He tightened his grip as he saw Otogi's expression.
"Please don't hurt Bakura. He was confused at the time. He didn't mean to do what he did. Everyone makes mistakes!" Otogi just stared at Ryou with a stone cold face. Ryou tightened his grip more causing Bakura to wince from the pressure.
"His my yami, Otogi. I should have dealt with him before it came to this. I'm sorry but I was afraid. But I realised he was scarred just as much as I was and that he needed attention. Let me deal with him." Otogi's face didn't change nor did he move. He just spoke with cold words.
"He has to be punished for what he did. You can not stop me from my task." Light appeared at the tip of Otogi's fingers, illuminating his face. Ryou broke out in tears and his voice sounded desperate.
"Please! He's mine to take care of. I'll watch him, honest. Please, I'll die if he's taken away from me." Ryou broke down in sobs and buried his face in Bakura's hair. He waited to feel Bakura disappear from his grasp but nothing happened. He could still hear Bakura whimpering and could still feel him shaking. Ryou lifted his head up to look at Otogi. Otogi had finally placed his hand down beside his hips and he was now smiling at Ryou.
"You really love that asshole don't you?"
"He's my asshole." Answered Ryou. Otogi smirked at Ryou.
"Fine. I wont get rid of him but I'm doing it only for you. Keep Bakura under your wing at all times or else the consequences of his actions will be great."
"Yes, I'll watch him 24-7. I'll never let him out of my sight."
"You don't have to watch him all the time Ryou. We'll help you out when you need it." Otogi patted Bakura on the head. "We'll help you tame him." Ryou grinned a whole-hearted smile. It felt good to be happy. He hadn't smiled like this for a long time. Ryou was practically giggling at the fact that he might not get beat anymore. He put his theory to the test and rubbed his face into Bakura's hair. He waited for Bakura to recoil and punch him in the face. But Bakura just jolted a bit then relaxed in Ryou's arms. Ryou got a giddy feeling in his stomach, like butterflies were flying around. He practically jumped with excitement at the fact that his yami wasn't acting abusive towards his little moves.
Strawberry, Bakura isn't freaking out. His letting me cuddle with him!
/ Sorry to ruin your moment Ryou but Bakura's asleep. /
He's even letting me touch him in his sleep. This is all wonderful and shocking at the same time.
/ He must be exhausted. /