Noa sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, leaning back in the car seat.

Ryuuji frowned at him. "Do you want to go home?"

"What's my other choice?" He giggled.

"Well, you could stay here with me..." he motioned around them, where several people were having sex or doing drugs. "And all these people. Or we could go to my house."

"I like the your house idea," He murmured with a smile.

"Mmkay," he started up the car, pulling away from the spot.

Noa sat quietly, looking out the window. "I didn't, like, change anything by doing that did I?"

"Well, considering that we're just starting out friendship, no."

He sighed softly. "Okay."

He pulled up to his house seconds later, not the same one he normally dropped Ryou off at.

Noa blinked, but stayed silent.

"I don't live with Ryou," Ryuuji explained. "I live with Bakura, actually, who's Ryou's brother. Ryou's my step brother."

"Oh,"

He frowned. "You sure you don't want to go home?"

"Yeah, of course.."

"Mmkay..." getting out of the car, they headed inside. Bakura was sitting in the kitchen, eating ice cream.

Noa followed along quietly.

"Bakura," Ryuuji said, and the white haired boy looked up. "This is Noa. Noa: Bakura."

"Hey," the older boy said, before raising an eyebrow. "Arent you one of the boys that beat the shit out of my little brother?"

Ryuuji looked at Noa. "What?"

Noa stepped back. "No, I.."

Bakura snorted. "Fuck, dude, its fine. You were probably drunk right? Relax. None of us are going to kill you for it."

"Have a seat," Ryuuji said, motioning to the sofa. "Want something to drink?"

"No, I'm okay," He said as he took a seat like told.

"Mmkay." The black haired punk sat down beside him quietly.

Noa smiled and crossed his ankles.

Bakura sat down, after putting the ice cream away. At Ryuuji's glare, he snorted. "Okay, I'm going!" He left not long after.

Noa blinked at that and chuckled slightly.

Ryuuji rolled his eyes, before looking at Noa.

Noa glanced over at him with a small smile.

The older started to play with his lip ring again.

Noa sighed softly. "So,"

"So..."

"Um, well.."

"Yeah..."

Noa giggled lightly and shifted.

Ryuuji looked at the floor, seeming to find the stained carpet interesting.

"How is it?"

"How is what?"

"Like, I dunno... existing.."

"Well, its good..." He looked at Noa. "I'm glad we met, Noa. Its rare I find someone like you..."

"Someone.. like me?"

"Someone who doesn't judge the different groups of people. Even my friends, the punks, hate the preps. But you... you don't care about the popularity or the lable. You care about the person."

"Yeah.." He pondered. "I suppose I do,"

"And I respect that."

He smiled a bit.

Ryuuji smiled back, moving some hair out of his eyes.

"You're very attractive," Noa muttered, blushing and staring into his lap.

The older blinked, blushing a bit. "Thanks..." he smiled lightly, looking at Noa. "So are you..."

"I.. I am?" He looked a bit flustered, taken aback.

Ryuuji nodded. "Beautiful, really... your eyes, your hair... everything about you..."

His blush increased and he looked away. "Th.. thank.. y.. you.."

"You shouldn't have to thank me for the truth, Noa..."

Noa swallowed and looked back at him.

Ryuuji looked away quietly.

Noa looked away as well, nervous.

"Its getting late... you sure you don't want to go home?"

"Do you need me to?" Noa asked softly, ready to stand.

"Only if you want to."

"I.. I don't really, if that's okay with you,"

"Works for me."

Noa smiled. "Good,"

The older boy continued to stare in a different direction, playing with his hair.

"Something bothering you?" Noa asked in a whisper.

"Not really..."

Noa smiled. "Ah.."

The older shifted his lip ring once more, seemingly lost in thought.

Noa watched him quietly.

He jumped when the clock chimed 9 times.

Noa blinked and looked around, before shifting a bit.

Bakura walked out, giving them both odd looks. "I was expecting a make out session, not you two just sitting there..."

The other blinked and blushed.

Ryuuji rolled his eyes, before flipping Bakura off. Bakura snorted, before tackling the younger boy and beginning to tickle him.

"Iie!" Ryuuji cried, through fits of laughter. "Stop!! Aye!!"

Noa blinked, chuckling.

Laughing, Bakura got off of him. "You're such a girl," he said, tugging on Ryuuji's hair.

The black haired teen pouted, rubbing his scalp. "So?"

The preppy boy laughed at that and looked away.

The punk boy stuck out his tongue at his step brother, who laughed. "Don't stick that out unless you're planning to use it." It went back in quickly, and Ryuuji pouted.

Noa glanced at the two of them quietly.

Laughing, Bakura turned to him. "Have you had dinner yet?"

"Iie."

"Want me to order pizza?"

"Sure," Noa laughed a bit and nodded once.

"Mm, Pizza," Ryuuji purred. "That sounds really good..."

Noa leaned back a bit, arms crossed over his chest and attention on Ryuuji.

Snorting, Bakura went to the phone.

Ryuuji turned to Noa, smiling. "I haven't had pizza for, oh, maybe a year..."

"Damn,"

"Yeah... normally we don't have money, but Bakura got laid - erm - paid!"

Noa raised an eyebrow. "..right."

Ryuuji laughed lightly, before leaning back on the sofa.

Noa smiled at him slightly, a half smirk.

"Mm..." looking around the room, Ryuuji stretched, before leaning against Noa.

The preppy boy blinked, but smiled with a little blush.

"You're comfy," the older whispered, half asleep.

Noa put a hand on the top of the boy's head with a giggle.

Ryuuji had fallen completely asleep by then.

The boy sighed and made sure not to move, other than wrapping his arms around Ryuuji's waist softly and leaning his head atop the older boy's.

Bakura stared, and stared, and stared. In his hand was the pizza, his other hand a bottle of soda. He looked at Noa. "He never falls asleep on meeeeeee."

Noa smiled softly and looked down at the boy in his arms.

The white haired teen hummed, before looking at Noa. "You like him, ne?"

Noa blushed at that, blinking. "Yeah, sorta.."

"I can kind of tell. What are you going to do about it?"

"I dunno.." Noa muttered.

"Well, whatever you do... just don't hurt him, okay?"

He smiled and nodded. "Hai,"

"Now..." Picking up a rubber band, Bakura flung it at Ryuuji's face.

The green-eyed teen jumped, grabbing his forehead. "Ow!" he cried, before glaring at Bakura. "Fucker! That hurt! Stop laughing, damn it!"

Noa blinked and laughed a bit, immediately moving his arms from Ryuuji's waist.

Pouting, Ryuuji stole the pizza box from his stepbrother. "Jerk."

Noa watched, still laughing lightly.

Sitting down, the black haired teen placed the box on the table.

Noa watched him.

He motioned to Noa. "Well, go ahead."

He blinked and looked at the box.

Ryuuji watched him, tilting his head to the side.

Noa glanced over at that, grinning. "God you're cute."

The older boy blinked, before looking around him. Spotting no one, although he was not expecting to, he pointed at himself.

Noa giggled and nodded. "Yes,"

Ryuuji giggled a bit too, before pouring himself some soda.

He shook his head and rolled his eyes, before flipping the pizza box open.

Bakura left as Ryuuji sipped his soda, muttering about how hard it was to drink with a lip ring.

Noa sighed and shook his head, pouring himself a cup.

The older boy took some pizza and, doing what most people did with pizza, ate it.

The preppy boy watched and smiled a bit, before getting his own slice.

Noa yawned, falling into Ryuuji carefully.

Ryuuji blinked, before poking him. "Iiiiiiieeeeeeeeee! You have to go hoooooome!"

"Shikashi," Noa muttered, closing his eyes. "It's so late and I'm so..so.." He yawned.

"Wont your family worry, though?"

"I'm old enough to not have to be home,"

"Thats true... but... we don't have a guest bedroom..."

Noa pressed further into him and closed his eyes again, not saying anything.

Ryuuji frowned. "Noa..."

"Hai?" He whispered.

"You can't sleep cuddled up to me."

"No ffaaaiiirrr,"

"I'm serious! You can have my bed. I'll sleep on the sofa..."

"Iie," He muttered. "I don't want to take your bed from you,"

"Its fine. I prefer the sofa, anyway."

Noa sighed in defeat and nodded, eyes still closed.

Ryuuji slowly slipped out from under him, eyes on the ground.

The younger boy looked up, sitting up slightly. "Something the matter?"

The older looked up, smiling. "Nope!"

He furrowed his eyebrows. "You sure?"

"Hai!"

Noa blinked and sighed softly, falling onto the couch.

"Its hot in here," Ryuuji moaned, before slipping off his jacket. He threw it across the room, and, through the fishnet, several bruises could be seen on his arm.

The preppy boy lifted n eyebrow. "What are those from?" He asked, motioning to the bruises.

The older raised an eyebrow, looking at him. "Don't you know?"

"..no.."

"Thats rich! Hey, Bakura!"

The white haired boy walked into the room. "Yeah?"

Ryuuji grinned. "He doesn't know what these bruises are from."

There was a pause, before Bakura burst into laughter.

Noa glared at the two of them, before shaking his head and plopping back down on the couch.

Shaking his head, Ryuuji looked at Noa. "They're from shooting up herion, Noa."

Noa blinked, but decided against saying something like: 'You shouldn't do things like that,' or 'That's not healthy!' and stayed a bit quiet. "Ah.."

"Do you want me to show you where you'll be sleeping, then?"

He pushed himself up from the couch and nodded. "Sure,"

Ryuuji got up as well, and headed into the hallway. He pointed into a door. "In there. Just... don't touch anything."

"You sure you don't want me to take the couch?"

"I'm sure," Ryuuji said, nodding. "I'm just protective of all of my things..."

:I was already afraid to touch anything, don't worry.: "Hai."

"I'm going to take a shower now. If you need anything, please, don't ask Bakura..."

Noa immediately shook his mind of the thought of Ryuuji in the shower and turned around to hide his blush

"I'll see you tomorrow, ne? Get some sleep." Smiling, Ryuuji grabed some clothes and headed into the bathroom.

Noa smiled a bit. "Hai. Oyasumi,"

Noa woke up that morning slowly, blinking at his surroundings as he remembered where he was.

Sound could be heard from the rooms around him.

He moved to sit up quietly with a small yawn.

The clock by the bed read 5:30 AM, and it sounded like someone was making some sort of food.

Noa made to move, walking out and into the hallway.

Ryuuji was still fast asleep on the sofa, his hair out of its normal ponytail, falling around him. He was lying on his stomach, his face turned to the side, lips slightly parted.

Noticing him, Noa smiled a bit and let out a breath.

"Hi," Bakura said, appearing suddenly behind Noa.

Noa blinked and spun around. "Oh, hey.."

The white haired boy grinned. "Isn't he cute like that?"

Noa swallowed and nodded. "Y-yes.. very.."

"You two would make an awesome couple."

His eyes widened and he blinked again. "No, he doesn't.."

"He doesn't what?"

"Like me like that..."

"Why do you think that? He NEVER lets anyone stay the night. Not even Ryou."

Noa sighed and let his shoulders fall. "I.. I don't know. Just... "

"Just try. Its worth a shot, ne?"

"Try what?"

"Asking him out. Taking him out on a date."

"What if he says no? I know that's what he'll say, I know it..."

"Why do you think he'll say that?"

"I don't know.. I'm not his type. He'll give me a look like I'm an idiot for even thinking about it.."

"He dated Ryou, Noa. You're his type, trust me."

"... I don't want him to say no.."

"He wont, trust me."

"You don't know that for a fact."

"True, but I know him better than you do."

"Whatever."

He paused, before turning to Ryuuji. "You're awake, aren't you?"

The black haired boy opened his eyes. "Am I that obvious?"

"............fuck."

The older boy laughed. "I'd be happy to go out with you, Noa."

He blinked and blushed, turning around. "Wh.. what? Really?"

"Hai."

Noa smiled lightly. "..yay."

Ryuuji smiled back, before yawning, and running his fingers in his hair.

Noa blushed a bit and rocked on his heels.

Bakura paused, before smirking at Ryuuji. "Get a hair brush. You need it."

The younger boy stuck out his tongue, but got up to brush his hair.

There was another pause, before Bakura suddenly rushed into the kitchen, shouting about his pancakes.

Noa blinked and snickered lightly.

Not long after Ryuuji came out, pulling his hair back.

Noa watched him in silence, unmoving.

The older boy smiled at him warmly, before pulling his shirt off. He grabbed one from a nearby hamper, and put it on. It was long sleeved.

Noa blinked at that and turned himself around.

Doing the same with his pants, Ryuuji yawned. "I'm starved!" He yelled at Bakura, before heading to the bathroom to apply his make-up."

Noa blinked and took a seat on the couch quietly.

Coming back out, Ryuuji looked almost as he did every day: Completely punk. He grabbed his spiked collar off of the table and hooked it around his neck as Bakura came out, handing a plate of pancakes to each boy.

Noa sighed softly and stared at the pancakes.

"Something wrong?" The punk boy asked him. "Bakura's not a bad cook, trust me..."

"No, I.. it's nothing."

"You sure?"

"Hai,"

"Mmkay..." Smiling, he began to eat his own breakfast as Bakura came out with his own plate.

Noa watched him quietly, before taking a small bite of his own breakfast.

Ryuuji pulled his car up to the school. They had picked Ryou up on the way.

Noa sighed quietly, not wanting to go.

Ryuuji parked the car and turned it off, hooking the keys to his belt. He opened the car door and let Ryou out.

Noa watched.

Getting back in the car, Ryuuji looked at Noa. "You're not really going to go in, are you?"

"I don't wanna.."

"Then we wont!" The older grinned.

"Hm?"

"Lets go somewhere! Where do you wanna go?"

"Got any place in mind?"

"Not really. Not any place you'd enjoy..."

"Hmm..."

"Its a total punk club. You'd probably hate it there."

"Ah.."

"We could, like... go to the mall... or something..." The older boy really had no idea where 'preps' would hang out.

Noa laughed. "Sure," He said, slightly sarcastic.

Ryuuji gave him a look, before starting up the car again.

"This may prove to be entertaining,"

"I suppose... where is the mall?"

Noa pointed him in the general direction.

"That... does not help."

"Psssshhh."

"Could you, like... tell me what its by? A movie theater or a famous restaurant?"

"Uhh... 2nd street?"

"There you go!" Smiling, Ryuuji pulled the car out of the parking lot.

Noa rolled his eyes with a snicker.

The preppy boy bounced into one of the GAP stores happily, dragging Ryuuji with him.

Squeaking, Ryuuji frantically looked at the clothes, cringing. He shot glares at all the workers who were shooting glares at him.

Noa exited about 20 minutes later with a huge collection of preppy man clothing.

Ryuuji continued to frantically looking at everyone, nervously shifting his lip ring back and forth.

"Scared?"

"Wouldn't you be? Look at them! They're staring at me like they want to take a gun to my head!"

Noa shrugged and continued.

Ryuuji looked at all the stores, before spotting one with the words "hot topic" written above it.

"You can go there, like, without me."

"Are you kidding me?" He asked, pointing to the group of teenage girls outside of it. "Thats like, a total poser store."

"Uh, yeah."

"I'd rather burn it then go in it."

"Okay then,"

"So... where to now?"

Noa shrugged. "I dunno..."

"Well don't look at--" he paused, turning to look at a video game store. Grabbing Noa, he stalked inside.

Noa blinked and let himself be dragged.

The older boy looked at all the games in amazement. "I've never played a videogame before... they look like fun. Okay, that's a lie. I've played one, maybe, 3 times? My parents never let me have video games."

"Ahh..."

He paused, before squealing and grabbing Noa's arm.

"OW!"

Ryuuji frowned. "Gomen, Noa!"

"Paaiinnn..."

Pausing, Ryuuji let go of his arm.

The preppy boy rubbed at the spot.

Ryuuji frowned, looking away. "Gomen..."

"It's fine,"

"I suppose..." he quietly exited the store, nearly running into a very pissed off looking Jounouchi Katsuya.

"Look who it is!" The blonde yelled, getting the attention of his friends. "The brother of the biggest geek in school!"

Noa turned, looking over.

Ryuuji snorted, not responding to Jounouchi as he started to walk.

The blonde grabbed his arm and pulled him back. "Don't take off when I'm talking to you, freak."

Noa glared at Jounouchi, turning himself around. "Don't fucking touch him,"

The blonde's friends laughed, as the blonde himself smirked. "If it isn't Noa. What are you doing hanging out with a loser?"

Noa didn't respond.

Jounouchi's grip on Ryuuji's arm tightened, before he shoved the punk boy to the ground. Ryuuji yelped when he hit his head, and sat up slowly, rubbing the spot softly.

Noa made to lunge at Jounouchi, kneeing him in the crotch as best he could, grabbing the other's shoulders and shoving him down on Noa's knee.

The rest of the preps were on him in seconds, pulling him off the blonde as Jou fell over, squeaking.

He tried to shove a couple of them off, thrashing a bit and grabbing for his keys, being the only remotely sharp thing he had. Taking one he managed to thrust his hand upward, hoping to get something like and eye.

One screamed, but another quickly look his place. A few grabbed hold of Ryuuji, who struggled more then Noa was. He finally stopped when a girl grabbed hold of his hair and yanked hard.

The mall security quickly broke up the fight, and the preps grabbed Jounouchi, running.

Noa glared at them, making his way over to Ryuuji.

The punk boy looked at him quietly. "Thanks..." he whispered.

"It's nothing,"

"No, really... thanks." He smiled slightly at Noa. "Thanks a lot..."

"I didn't really do anything, though..."

"Yeah, but you tried, and that means a lot to me."

Noa blushed lightly and glanced away.

Frowning, the older boy tilted his head to the side. "Something wrong?"

"No, nothing,"

"Mmkay..."

"So.. what now?"

"Well..." he looked at his watch, and his eyes widened. "Shit! I was supposed to pick Ryou up 10 minuets ago!"

"Uh oh.."

Without a word, Ryuuji rushed in the direction of the car.

They pulled up to the school, spotting Ryou sitting on a staircase, doing homework.

Noa smiled softly.

Getting out of the car, Ryuuji walked over to him. "Oh gods, I'm so sorry, Ryou! I didn't even look at the time!"

The white haired boy smiled weakly. "Its okay..."

Noa followed.

Putting his stuff away, Ryou got up. Ryuuji frowned. "How long were you waiting?"

"We got out early today," Ryou said quietly, looking down. "I was waiting... maybe... 2 hours?"

Noa sighed at that. "Gomen nasai.."

Smiling, Ryou looked up at Noa. "its okay... I got lots of homework done... Lets just go, ne?"

Ryuuji frowned, be headed to his car, Ryou following.

Noa followed as well.

Ryuuji pulled the car up to Noa's house and stopped it, sighing.

Noa gave him an odd look at the sigh.

The older boy turned to him. "Want me to walk you to the door?"

"Sure,"

Getting out of the car, Ryuuji walked him up to the steps.

Noa sighed when they reached the door. "So,"

"So," Ryuuji replied, shifting his lip ring back and forth as he looked anywhere but Noa.

"I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yeah..." the older paused, before quickly leaning down to kiss Noa.

Noa smiled and leaned up, meeting Ryuuji's lips with his own.

Pulling away, Ryuuji gave him a soft smile.

Noa smiled back, blushing furiously.

The older looked over as the door opened, revealing Mokuba.

Noa glanced down at him,

The young boy raised an eyebrow, looking at Ryuuji. "So this is your boyfriend?" He asked Noa.

"Um.. well.."

"Is he staying for dinner?" Mokuba looked at Noa. "Or did you, like, not invite him?" He looked at Ryuuji, who looked at him. They both stared at each other, before Noa's brother reached up, and tugged on the punk boy's lip ring.

"Mokuba!" Noa cried. "Leave him alone,"

Ryuuji gave the young boy an odd look, rubbing the offended spot.

Mokuba gave Noa a look. "Well? Is he staying for dinner? I'm sure nii-sama will want to meet your new boyfriend... although I'm sure he's sick of meeting all your little dates..."

Noa glared at Mokuba, before looking up at Ryuuji. "Wanna?"

The older boy nodded, almost too fast.

Noa giggled. "Okay, come on in,"

Using a remote to lock his car doors, Ryuuji followed the two boys inside.

Mokuba walked upstairs, and called to a back room: "Nii-sama! Come meet Noa's newest boy toy!"

Noa smacked his forehead irritatedly.

Ryuuji gave Noa a look that read: 'Your family is odd.'

"Ignore him. Just... block him out."

"I'll try."

Noa sighed softly.

Ryuuji glanced around, feeling very out of place.

"Come on," Noa muttered as he took the other's hand.

Smiling, Ryuuji squeezed Noa's hand lightly as Mokuba snorted. "Nii-sama!"

"What!?"

"Are you coming to meet him or not!? He's a lot different from the others!!"

Seto shrugged from his office, unmoving. "I don't have the time, Mokuba."

"Are you even going to eat!?"

"No,"

"Have you eaten today?"

"Yes."

Mokuba sighed, before walking off. He came back seconds later, tugging along Noa and Ryuuji. He shoved the punk boy so hard toward Seto's desk that he nearly tripped.

"Um... Hi?" Ryuuji said, blinking.

Seto glanced over half-heartedly, and blinked over his glasses. "Well, that's definitely a new look for you Noa.." Seto turned his attention to the blue haired boy, who stuck out his tongue.

Ryuuji looked from Noa to Seto, utterly confused. He slowly reached his hand out to shake hands with Seto. "I'm Ryuuji. Otogi Ryuuji."

He took the boy's hand. "It's nice to meet you," He refrained from adding, "How long will you last?"

Smiling warmly, Ryuuji pulled his hand back and looked at Noa. "Can I see your room?" He paused. "Is it, like, all preppy and covered in pictures?"

"...of course not," Noa crossed his arms. "There's some free space.."

At this the older boy laughed lightly. He moved his lip ring back and forth, before smiling at Noa.

Noa walked off, heading for his bedroom.

"Bye," Ryuuji said, waving to Seto, before following Noa.

Mokuba looked at Seto quietly, before saying, quietly so Noa and Ryuuji couldn't hear: "Think he's dating him on a dare?"

Seto pondered it, and nodded.

Ryuuji looked around the room quietly, humming. "I see no blank spots," he said, before pausing. "Wait!" He pointed to a spot behind the dresser. "Found it!"

Noa rolled his eyes, sticking his tongue out again.

Giggling, Ryuuji stuck out his own tongue, which was pierced, with a electric blue ball.

The other boy snickered.

Smiling innocently, the older sat down on the bed.

"I had to make that myself last time, don't mess it up..."

Faking a hurt look, the older said: "I would never dream of it!"

Noa raised an eyebrow, before taking a seat next to him.

They were silent for a moment, before the black haired teen looked at Noa. "I'm guessing you tend to drop boyfriends like styles that go out of fashion?"

"...yeah.."

"It makes sense. Have to move on to something new, ne?"

"I suppose," He muttered as he looked away.

Ryuuji suddenly found something on the floor very interesting, and continued to stare at it, playing with his lip ring, his hands gripping the blankets.

"Something wrong?" Noa asked, looking over at him.

"I just… are you going to dump me that fast?"

Noa smiled and shook his head, moving to embrace Ryuuji quietly. "Iie. I really like you," He whispered. "More than I ever did any of the others.. I only went out with them because they kept me popular.."

Ryuuji smiled at that, cuddling up to Noa quietly.

He smiled as well, closing his eyes and staying there happily.

About twenty minuets later, there was a knock on the door, followed by: "Noa, dinner's ready!"

Noa blinked his eyes open and looked up. "Food?"

Laughing lightly, Ryuuji walked over to the door, opening it. Mokuba crossed his arms. "You weren't making out, were you?"

Noa giggled. "No, sorry,"

Rolling his eyes, Mokuba walked off. Giggling, Ryuuji looked at Noa, before following the small Kaiba.

"So, Mokuba," he said, hands in the front pocket of his sweat shirt, which was covered in various badges, held on by safety pins. "How old are you?"

"Eleven," Mokuba said, looking at him. "What about you? Twenty?"

Ryuuji laughed lightly. "I'm 18."

Noa laughed and followed them quietly.

"Second year of high school?" When Ryuuji nodded, Mokuba continued: "What did you do to flunk? Get stoned before going to class?"

"Mokuba, shut up and stop asking stupid questions."

The younger Kaiba stuck out his tongue as they sat down at the table.

Noa sat next to Ryuuji quietly as Seto stepped by, not taking a seat, but grabbing his briefcase and heading back up the stairs.

Ryuuji blinked, frowning. "Is he not staying?" he asked, looking at Noa.

"Seto? Nah, he'll eat eventually. Maybe around 2am or so..."

"Thats kind of depressing... he spends all that time on work?" Mokuba nodded, and Ryuuji frowned. "He sounds like Ryou. I had to force him to eat when I lived there. I don't even think he does anymore."

"Hmmm..." Noa pondered as the food came to the table, brought by 3 different maids.

Ryuuji jumped, looking at them. "You have maids?"

"Um, yes..." Noa chuckled. "We do."

"Wow..." Pausing, Ryuuji poked one of the maid's arms.

The maid gave him a strange look, before laughing a bit and heading off while shaking her head.

Picking up his fork, Mokuba stared at Ryuuji for a bit, before asking: "Did it hurt?"

Ryuuji blinked, looking at him. "Did what hurt?"

"Your piercing."

"which one?"

"All off them."

Ryuuji frowned, trying to think back. "The eyebrow didn't really hurt. Neither did any of the ear piercing. The tongue piercing felt weird, but it didn't hurt. But the lip really, really hurt."

"What the hell else do you have pierced?" Noa asked suddenly, before making a move to shove a hand down Ryuuji's pants to check..

"Ew!" Ryuuji cried, pulling away from Noa. "I'm not Bakura! I wouldn't get that pierced!" He shook his head, giving Noa a odd, and somewhat scared, look. "All of my piercing you can see, thank you very much."

Noa took his hand away, smiling. "Good,"

Shuttering, the older boy looked down at his food, and slowly began to eat.

Noa chuckled. "What? You don't like my hand down there?"

Ryuuji remained quiet, his hair falling in his eyes. Mokuba, sensing a long talk he did not want to hear, left.

Noa blinked and looked at him again as Mokuba left, concern in his eyes this time. "Ryuuji?"

"I'm fine... you just... startled me..."

"Are you sure that's all..?"

"Yeah..."

Noa sighed and brushed some hair from his eyes. "Sorry," Noa whispered.

"Its fine, don't worry about it..."

"I'm still gonna.."

Green eyes lifted to meet blue ones. "Whys that?"

"I dunno.. you're looking upset..."

"I'm just... not a sexual person." He gave Noa a look. "I suppose you wouldn't know what that's like, though. I can only imagine how many people you've had in bed..."

Noa sighed and looked away, swallowing.

Ryuuji's eyes went back to the food in front of him, but he made no move to eat.

"I can understand what you mean," He said softly.

Sighing, the older boy dropped his fork. "I should just go."

"No, no.." Noa murmured softly. "Please don't go..."

Ryuuji looked at him quietly. "Why?"

"I like being with you," Noa said softly, blushing.

"Why me of all people, Noa? What made you want to come up to me? I'm no different from any other punk in school."

The boy sighed and fidgeted in his seat. "I.. it was a dare.. by Jounouchi," The boy said softly. "So I took it. And I went up to you. I was supposed to sleep with you, but I don't want to... I really don't. I started liking you too much.."