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To School-6
Not to School-1
Yesh! Chapter two. Thanks to all you people who reviewed and voted! I'll be asking u guys to vote a LOT you might as well get used to it, ahem. Here's a list of my lovely reviewers:
Yami No Marik- thanks for the review and also thanks for being the first to review!
snow-shadow-wolf- you don't suck at writing at all! I was gonna change the sentence but I got lazy and forgot to
LadyLunarPheonix- I didn't really think about what the plushie looked like before but I've decided to make it a change of heart plushie! also, sorry, people voted and it looks like Ryou's going to school.
Dark-tyrell- sorry to get ur hopes up but no, Kura doesn't beat Ryou, he just likes to choke him randomly Oo
SilverWing147- thanks! lol, I got the idea of the little fists when I was playing with one of my plushies, hehe XD
Helena-Ryou-Weasly- thank you for adding me to ur faves! the x's made him seem more of a chibi character than a plushie but that's ok, it only makes him cuter!
Hitokiri Aoi mFy- aww, u wanted a plushie, I'll give you one -gives you a kura plushie-
Pork Steak the Grande- heh, rants are good, as long as they're not about friendship. DIE TEA! (don't flame me Tea fans! )
Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh but I do own Ryou! -gets trampled by an angry mob- ok, ok, I don't own Ryou either -mutters-
-Before School Even Starts-
Ryou opened the door to his room and looked inside. He soon found his plushie yami lying on his bed, fast asleep. He walked up to the bed and sat on it, next to Bakura. "Yami? Wake up... wake up or suffer." Ryou said loudly to Bakura, trying to get his attention. He waited for a short while but Bakura didn't wake up. Ryou sighed hopelessly, then started speaking again. "I told you that you would suffer and suffer you will." Ryou grinned mischievously with a glint in his eye, then proceeded to make Bakura suffer. He gently poked at Bakura's cushiony stomach and waited to see if anything would happen. He received no noticeable response so he poked a little harder. Yet again, nothing. Ryou's upturned mouth quickly found itself upside down. He rolled up his sleeves and took a deep breath, then poked at Bakura even harder than the previous times.
Bakura lifted one of his arms and swatted at the air until it hit Ryou's finger and made him flinch and shake his hand in pain. He then became still again and slept on, having no signs of life besides his pulse and his silent breathing.
Ryou furrowed his eyebrows and crossed his arms over his chest, sulking in annoyance. He sighed and hoped his next idea would work. "Bakura, I love you. You would do something to tell me that you're listening if you love me."
"I love you too." Bakura muttered quietly and rolled over until he was facedown on the bed. He did all this without waking up, which annoyed Ryou even further.
Ryou silently fumed and pouted to himself. 'Arr! I guess its time for plan C.' He thought to himself. He ran downstairs and in literally 5 seconds flat, was back inside his room, tightly holding a plate with a piece of meat on it. He rolled Bakura back over and sat him up so he was leaning on the backboard. He waved the meat under the plushie's nose and smirked as the nose followed the scent wherever it went. "Guess what I have Bakura, raw steak. Yuumm, steak."
"STEAK? Where?!" Bakura's eyes shot open and instantly were fixed intently on the piece of meat in front of him. He licked his lips hungrily and snatched the plate from Ryou's hands. He opened his mouth really wide and was just about to stuff it in his mouth when he was interrupted by Ryou's laughter.
"I don't think you can eat... at all!" Ryou informed Bakura and clutched his stomach, rolled off the bed, onto the floor, as he started cracking up again.
Bakura closed his mouth and stared at the plate in disgust. He only lasted another second before the tears came cascading down like waterfalls.
Ryou, almost instantly, stopped laughing, and felt really sorry for his evil deeds. He crawled, on his knees, over to Bakura and picked him up. Watching the plushie cry forced tears out of his own eyes. "It's all my fault!" he sniffled. "Forgive me Kura, please?"
Bakura wiped away the last of the tears and nodded. "Yeah, whatever. Now I'm awake, what did you want me for?"
Ryou froze. "I...well, I was going to ask you to help me with my history paper..." He poked his two index fingers together as his face turned bright pink. "but I wasted all that time trying to wake you up so it's too late now. Time to go to bed, hehe."
Bakura sighed as a giant sweatdrop appeared on his head. "You are a dead hikari," He muttered through clenched teeth.
Ryou ignored that last comment and asked, "Bakura? Do you really love me?" He rested his elbow on the bed and his head on his hand. "I mean, you DID say that."
"What do you mean do I love you?! Of course I don't!" Bakura shouted. He jumped out of Ryou's hands only to be picked right back up. "Hey! What do you think you're doing? I jumped out of you're hands for a reas-hey! oof!"
Ryou squeezed the plushie happily. "I love you too." He put Bakura down on the bed and tucked him in. "Now go to sleep little one." He mentally smiled at what he had just said. It felt nice being able to call Bakura little one. He stood up, walked over to his closet and grabbed his cloud pajamas.
Bakura smirked, thinking Ryou was going to strip in front of him, but frowned as Ryou started walking out of the room. "Where're do you think you're going?"
"I promise I'll be back, don't worry." Ryou smiled sweetly, and walked to the bathroom to change.
The plushie pouted. 'Aw man, it's not fair.' He thought, his eyes downcast in disappointment. His gaze quickly averted to Ryou when he walked in through the door.
He looked like an angel covered in clouds. "I told you I'd be back, I keep all my promises." The angel climbed into bed and turned the lamp off. "and I promise you'll be back to your normal self." He snuggled up with the plushie in his arms and pulled the blanket over their shoulders. They soon fell asleep with happy thoughts in mind.
-The Next Morning-
Bakura woke up especially early that morning in fear the he would be tortured again. But it was only partial fear. He felt so warm there, snuggled up in Ryou's arms. He struggled to stay awake as he lay there, at the same time, trying to enjoy what seemed like paradise to him. He curled up into a ball and closed his fists tightly on a corner of Ryou's shirt, tugging it towards himself.
Ryou felt the tug and opened one eye. He saw the little plushie looking so cute and couldn't help but smile. He was caught in a minor dilemma, not being able decide whether to not disturb Bakura, or wake him up so that they wouldn't be late for school. His final decision was to wake Bakura up, thinking it was a wonderful decision. 'He looks cute awake too,' Ryou thought and nodded his head. He gave the plushie a squeeze and whispered in its ear, "Yami? It's morning."
"Nnn, 5 more minutes..." Bakura said groggily. He clenched his fists tighter and tugged a little harder.
The hikari chuckled and pulled Bakura off his shirt. "I'm sorry, Kura. Maybe next time." He sat up and gave Bakura a kiss on the forehead. "I'm going to go brush my teeth and take a shower. You stay right here, ok?" Ryou hopped off his bed and dragged himself to the bathroom, still feeling a bit tired himself.
Bakura rubbed his eyes with his two little fists and yawned. He crawled onto the bedside table and tried to pick up Ryou's handheld mirror. He got his hands under the edge and pried it up, then propping it up on the wall. He stood in front of the mirror and inspected his new self. He pulled at a lock of his white hair and turned to look at a profile reflection of himself. Then he lifted up his shirt and poked his stomach like Ryou did last night. 'No six-pack?' he whined. He was quite startled when he found a pair of hands around his midsection, lifting him up. Bakura looked at the owner of the hands, even more startled than before when he found the figure was unclothed, save for a white towel wrapped securely around his waist.
"Have you seen my uniform?" Ryou asked as his eyes scanned the room. He bent over to look under the bed but it wasn't there. "I didn't see it last night either."
"Do you have to wear clothes?...I mean your uniform? You could just wear something else," Bakura suggested. He jumped onto the floor.
"Well... I guess you're right. Fine, I won't wear my uniform. How would you like to pick out my clothes?" Ryou sat down on the bed and watched Bakura attentively as he went through the whole closet and dragged out a pair of black leather pants and a silver button-up shirt. "Are you sure? I'm going to school not a club. And plus, those are your clothes."
Bakura nodded his head a couple of times and said, "I figured, since I'll never be able to wear them again, you might as well." He dragged them closer to Ryou and let go. "It's heavy."
Ryou smiled and reluctantly picked the clothes up off of the floor. "Turn around and close your eyes," he commanded. "and no peeking." He made sure Bakura wasn't looking and took the towel off his waist. He grabbed a pair of underwear and put them on, then he slipped on the clothes. The pants, strangely, fit him perfectly, though the shirt was a tiny bit too loose. "Ok, what do you think?"
Bakura turned around and feasted his eyes on the most beautiful image of Ryou he had ever seen."Perfect!" He clapped his hands together and smugly praised himself for his handi-work. "Now hurry up and grab your books before we're late for school. The earlier people see you, the more jealous they'll be, hehe."
Ryou grinned uncontrollably shook his head. "You say the silliest things, Bakura." Ryou slung his backpack over his right shoulder, picked Bakura up and set him on his left. He made his way down the stairs and to the front door. He was about to put on his tennis shoes when he felt a faint tapping on his shoulder. "What is it?" he asked. Bakura pointed at a pair of black leather boots that were lying in a corner. "Those," he commanded. Ryou looked at the shoes and blinked a couple of times. "Boy are people going to stare at me." he remarked as he sat down on the floor and jerked the shoes on. He stood back up stared blankly at the shoes. He then patted the plushie on its head and smiled. "I'll be you for a day." He grabbed the keys off the hook on the wall, opened the door and was on his way to school.
Tell me what ya think! And hopefully, this one's a little longer than the last one. Thanks again to all the people who voted and reviewed, I love you guys! XD
