Well, I had to make Bakura-kun have a nice little moment somewhere soon.
But there is more to come so help me! Anyway, I'm gonna really have some
fun with him in these next two chapters. You'll see what I mean.
Chapter Five: Medicine
It was definitely blood loss that made Bakura say thank you. He was not content in staying in bed all day and had gotten so mad that he punched Ryou in the face when he said that he would have to take some medicine prescribed from the doctor.
"It'll help you," Ryou told him warily as he got up from the floor. "Just try it."
"No," Bakura snarled and turned his face away to look out the window. He was ticked off enough when he learned that Ryou called for a doctor when he was unconscious that morning after he was drunk.
"Okay, fine," Ryou agreed wearily. He had already missed two days of school and he was in no mood to mess with Bakura today. His friends had called him after school to ask what the matter was but he had seemed to convince them that he was sick with fever. It was hard to tell them not to come over because he really wanted to see a friendly face.
Leaving the room Ryou sighed. It was difficult to care for Bakura. No matter how hard he tried he always was yelled at or derided. There was never any praise coming from his mouth. Well, except for the day before. But in Ryou's mind it was beginning not to count.
When he got downstairs to finish lunch he got an idea when cutting the chicken. He could slip the pills into the food or drink so Bakura would never know about it. He would never take it when he was aware of it so he might take it if he wasn't aware of it. A foolproof plan.
Ryou took out the pills prescribed to Bakura when he was done with the dinner and broke the capsule. The powder fell softly into the cup containing Bakura's requested drink, beer. It didn't completely disappear but it could barely be seen. All Ryou could do now was hope that Bakura didn't notice.
Entering the bedroom he said, "Here's lunch."
"It's about time. Bring it over."
Placing the tray down on Bakura's lap Ryou said, "I hope you like it."
Picking up his utensils he answered, "It had better taste good or it's being thrown in your face."
"Yes, Bakura."
As Bakura began to eat Ryou left the room before he really found out about the hidden medicine.
"Hm, this beer tastes funny," Bakura said to himself.
Looking at the clear glass he inspected it carefully. The powder in it was barely noticeable. Ryou must really want him to take the medicine if he would go as far as to conceal it in his drink.
Swishing the liquid in the glass a little Bakura sighed. He knew he shouldn't be so crabby with Ryou. The guy was just trying to help him. But one thing he hated was having to accept help from other people and he wasn't about to break that now. Bakura was feeling bad enough after yesterday's thank you incident. He still had no idea what made him actually say that.
Grimacing as he continued to drink from the glass Bakura forced down the beer. It wasn't so much the taste, it was actually taking the medicine. It really took a good strike at his pride.
Setting down the empty glass all Bakura hoped was that there were no major side effects involved.
"Ryou!"
Sprinting up from his bed where he had been trying to rest Ryou quickly went to Bakura's room. If he was going to get hurt he might as well get it over with.
When he opened the door he was surprised to find Bakura standing in the middle of the room, with a wide smile on his face. He never smiled like that. Never. Evil or mocking grins and smirks didn't count.
"Hello!" Bakura said loudly to him and waved his arm wildly even though they were in the same room. "How are you today?"
Ryou didn't know what to say. There really were no words to describe anything going on in his head.
"I asked how you were!" Bakura shouted brightly again and swaggered over to him.
"I'm, um, fine," Ryou finally replied with a bewildered look on his face.
A wider smile took place on his Yami's face as he said, "That's good to know, darling."
Darling? What in the name of everything sane was going on?
Backing up Ryou told the smiling darker half, "Um, excuse me for a few moments. I, er, eh, have to, um, turn off the stove."
Wheeling around he dashed down the stairs.
Skidding to a stop at the kitchen Ryou snatched the medicine bottle from the counter. Scanning the label he finally saw the directions along with the dos and don'ts.
CAUTION: DO NOT DRINK THIS PRODUCT WITH ALCOHOL. IF SO, USER WILL UNDERGO A SERIES OF MOOD SWINGS.
Oh, god, no.
Chapter Five: Medicine
It was definitely blood loss that made Bakura say thank you. He was not content in staying in bed all day and had gotten so mad that he punched Ryou in the face when he said that he would have to take some medicine prescribed from the doctor.
"It'll help you," Ryou told him warily as he got up from the floor. "Just try it."
"No," Bakura snarled and turned his face away to look out the window. He was ticked off enough when he learned that Ryou called for a doctor when he was unconscious that morning after he was drunk.
"Okay, fine," Ryou agreed wearily. He had already missed two days of school and he was in no mood to mess with Bakura today. His friends had called him after school to ask what the matter was but he had seemed to convince them that he was sick with fever. It was hard to tell them not to come over because he really wanted to see a friendly face.
Leaving the room Ryou sighed. It was difficult to care for Bakura. No matter how hard he tried he always was yelled at or derided. There was never any praise coming from his mouth. Well, except for the day before. But in Ryou's mind it was beginning not to count.
When he got downstairs to finish lunch he got an idea when cutting the chicken. He could slip the pills into the food or drink so Bakura would never know about it. He would never take it when he was aware of it so he might take it if he wasn't aware of it. A foolproof plan.
Ryou took out the pills prescribed to Bakura when he was done with the dinner and broke the capsule. The powder fell softly into the cup containing Bakura's requested drink, beer. It didn't completely disappear but it could barely be seen. All Ryou could do now was hope that Bakura didn't notice.
Entering the bedroom he said, "Here's lunch."
"It's about time. Bring it over."
Placing the tray down on Bakura's lap Ryou said, "I hope you like it."
Picking up his utensils he answered, "It had better taste good or it's being thrown in your face."
"Yes, Bakura."
As Bakura began to eat Ryou left the room before he really found out about the hidden medicine.
"Hm, this beer tastes funny," Bakura said to himself.
Looking at the clear glass he inspected it carefully. The powder in it was barely noticeable. Ryou must really want him to take the medicine if he would go as far as to conceal it in his drink.
Swishing the liquid in the glass a little Bakura sighed. He knew he shouldn't be so crabby with Ryou. The guy was just trying to help him. But one thing he hated was having to accept help from other people and he wasn't about to break that now. Bakura was feeling bad enough after yesterday's thank you incident. He still had no idea what made him actually say that.
Grimacing as he continued to drink from the glass Bakura forced down the beer. It wasn't so much the taste, it was actually taking the medicine. It really took a good strike at his pride.
Setting down the empty glass all Bakura hoped was that there were no major side effects involved.
"Ryou!"
Sprinting up from his bed where he had been trying to rest Ryou quickly went to Bakura's room. If he was going to get hurt he might as well get it over with.
When he opened the door he was surprised to find Bakura standing in the middle of the room, with a wide smile on his face. He never smiled like that. Never. Evil or mocking grins and smirks didn't count.
"Hello!" Bakura said loudly to him and waved his arm wildly even though they were in the same room. "How are you today?"
Ryou didn't know what to say. There really were no words to describe anything going on in his head.
"I asked how you were!" Bakura shouted brightly again and swaggered over to him.
"I'm, um, fine," Ryou finally replied with a bewildered look on his face.
A wider smile took place on his Yami's face as he said, "That's good to know, darling."
Darling? What in the name of everything sane was going on?
Backing up Ryou told the smiling darker half, "Um, excuse me for a few moments. I, er, eh, have to, um, turn off the stove."
Wheeling around he dashed down the stairs.
Skidding to a stop at the kitchen Ryou snatched the medicine bottle from the counter. Scanning the label he finally saw the directions along with the dos and don'ts.
CAUTION: DO NOT DRINK THIS PRODUCT WITH ALCOHOL. IF SO, USER WILL UNDERGO A SERIES OF MOOD SWINGS.
Oh, god, no.
