A/N: I got good and enough reviews to make a second chapter :squee!:: Hope this is a good follow-up, made at midnight, have fun! Pointless yaoi because it's cute. Featuring spazzingout!Yami no Bakura who's a schitzo freak OOC.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!, Kazuki Takahashi does. And the song goes to Coheed and Cambria, "A Favor House Atlantic"

As soon as he was out of the classroom, he broke out into a run, shaking his head He cursed himself for ever being that stupid to fall into that trap.

Of course, he had planned it all along, he thought as he went into the bathroom. He splashed cold water on his face hoping the effects would take place soon. Looking stealthily around the room (James Bond style) to make sure he was alone, he crept his chilly hands down his pants, slightly tossing his neck back in relief.

"My, my, I am surprised at you, Seto-kun. I wouldn't expect to see a man of your caliber to be doing this during school hours," Ryou's voice mocked with a smile, catching him in the act. He then added quite literally,

"You're not getting off that easily."

Kaiba looked at him not knowing what to say, reverting back to his not-so-straight face. Needless to say it lost some conviction with his hands still within the leather fortress. The pale boy sighed as he walked over, standing a head shorter than him, saying in a disappointed tone,

"What will I do with you?"

The taller boy had to stifle a smirk as Ryou kissed him fervently, pushing him up against the horridly pink-tiled wall. Kaiba broke into a smile as he ran his hands up his lover's shirt, drawing him closer. Ryou had started all this and he better damn well finish it. Not like the time at the game store's back room...he thought bitterly...why didn't he just lock the door? Yugi never really did forgive me for that, causing his grandfather to have a heart attatck and all...Good thing he never knew why.

Ryou praised himself for a job well done as he ground his hips against the stiff brunette's, hearing his quivering moan. Anyone else who had been in that room for the next fifteen minutes would go deaf from the leather's sounds of contact.

Kaiba inhaled deeply trying to regain some of his energy as Ryou stood back up with a wicked grin, zipping the leather fly back up. He put his hands in the pockets with a smirk,

"I must say I do love the outfit..."

He embraced the taller boy once more but was interrupted by a barrage of shrieks and giggles. The two quickly ran out of what was later realized to be the girls' bathroom, avoiding a brainless horde of n00b phr0sh3s (newbie freshmen for all those who are ill33terate.).

The brunette stood against the corner catching his breath, resuming his composure (and straightening out his boxers); rather worried that word may get out that he, like the Backstreet Boys, wanted it that way. If it weren't for Ryou's own chuckles he would have continued to brood, mull and be bitchy in peace.

"What's so funny, we've just been caught!" barked Kaiba, who was now on an adrenaline high. What was funny was that just nearly escaping a group of women was so thrilling to him, but that wasn't the topic argued.

The pale boy grinned, "First off, nice choice of scenery to jack off in, eh Seto-kun?"

He suppressed another snicker, ignoring the boy's doom, destruction, and death-to-you-and-you're-whole-family glares (which Kaiba felt sorry for immediately after since most of his family was already dead. But they let it slide, 'cause they're cool like that.)

"Second, don't worry about it. They probably I thought I was a girl, too."

Kaiba sat there again not knowing what the hell to do. Glares weren't suitable. Straight face didn't come up to scratch. Protesting was out of the question, but giggling at the probable fact was unheard of.

So instead, completely breaking through his in-school phase, he smiled with a slight laugh, messing up Ryou's hair.

"You're so dead," he promised.

Ryou snuck in another quck lip-lock and then continued to walk down the hall as if nothing had happened.

"I know," was his only response.

....

Much to Kaiba's un-surprise, Ryou didn't show up for the rest of his classes that day. Thus the CEO was forced to spend the rest of the day doodling all over his notebook; writing "A Favor House Atlantic" lyrics since the song would not get out of his head, drawing little red-inked hearts filled with R.B. n S.K. 4EVA, and figuring out which sounded better.

"Seto Bakura or Ryou Kaiba?"

Run quick, they're behind us
Didn't think we'd ever make it
This close to safety in one piece
Now you wanna kill me in the act of what could maybe
Save us from sleep and what we are

....

He got down the hall turning in to the door to his classroom when the ring began to shake. His eyes widened as he was no longer in school, but in the spirit world, face-to-face with the Egyptian thief.

"What are you doing?!" the spirit asked, disgusted.

Ryou sighed, quite bored with this. "I was just...finishing what I started. You always tell me to follow through with things-"

"The things that I tell you to do!" Yami no Bakura interrupted furiously. He shivered, rather sickened, "and for the last time, I'm not gay! PLEASE try to cut down the kinky crap! It's not like I wanted to posses your queer ass,"

He repressed a smile as he listened, looking like the epitome of all innocence and cuteness; his hands behind his back as one held onto the other arm, his eyes looking down at the floor.

"Now hear up, because I need you to get this one thing for me. You gotta focus, come on, I don't want to have to wreak havoc, death, destruction, the whole works, on your school, okay? Okay. Tomorrow at five invite Yugi over for a sleepover or something. Whatever you two girls decide on. Just do it, understand?"

Ryou nodded, knowing well that all attempts made by his not-so-sneaky Yami were in vain. I mean hey, the pharaoh kicks total ass. You just don't fuck with the pharaoh. It's like in the code of unwritten hieroglyphics or something; Ryou didn't know or for that matter, care at that point.

"Okay, good, good," the spirit mulled around, trying to put his plan into order.

The little soft-plastic Playskool circle in his mind kept attempting to fit into that square hole. But one day with enough brute strength and cheating, the piece shall fit!

A/N: Yeaaah. One more chapter to go, sorry about this one! I ::hate:: connecting chapters. Oh well, more craziness and yaoi ensues! Leaving you with the burning question, will Ryou not screw things up or shall he screw again?