TeeDee: glad to know you're still liking the story, after so much of it…

Sirithiliel: remember that patience is a virtue.

moocow33: I hope you enjoy the next chapter just as much, though don't gag yourself to hard, we don't want to have to write your funeral into the story… twould be so sad.

koriaena: I thought it was about even, especially since we've been doing some Yami bashing, well in heart anyway.
Bug Bakura day

"Good morning!!" Myrtle's voice was sugar-coated and nearly drowned in the false cheerfulness she had slathered it with.

"Go away Ry- who ever you are." Bakura mumbled, one hand moving to something under the blankets as he brought a hand up to cover his eyes. Myrtle had 'helpfully' opened the curtains so that they shone directly onto his face, effectively blinding him. He mumbled something unintelligible and the window glass suddenly darkened. Myrtle pouted. He was stealing all her fun.

One blue eye opened a crack and Bakura looked up at her in annoyance. "What do you want girl?"

Myrtle glared at him. "We've been through this." She hissed. "What did I say my name is?"

Bakura groaned and closed his eyes again. "Either you go away... Myrtle... or I go back into my trance. I am not going to argue with you like this."

"Then why not get up?" she retorted smartly.

"Because I don't feel like it." Bakura closed his eyes and let his head fall back. "What time is it anyway?"

"It's past breakfast." Myrtle said smugly. "So you're not getting any this morning."

"Kami..." Bakura mumbled. "That sounds so... wrong..."

The ghost flushed silver. This was not meant to happen. He was supposed to be either embarrassed about being undressed near her or screaming at her for waking him up, not... making fun of her. And he definitely should not be making sexual jokes in this sort of situation. This wasn't how he was supposed to act.

"Hey Bakura-" Sirius began cheerfully, walking into the room. "Who is THAT?! And why have you got a girl in your room?"

Bakura gave him a long-suffering look. "She won't leave and she hasn't told me what she's doing here yet?"

"Unfortunately I can't say I've been in the same situation." Sirius said, a smile playing about his lips. "I knew you'd have girls hanging all over you."

Bakura made a face. "I'd rather have Ryou." His face went completely red as they stared at him and he realized what he had just said. "I didn't mean it that way!"

"No?" Sirius returned archly. "That's sure what it sounded like."

"Oh Kami." Bakura groaned, rolling over to bury his face in his arms, sheet slipping down to reveal one pale shoulder. "Baka no hentai inu."

"Your girlfriend's eyes are straying." Sirius added mischievously.

"GO AWAY SIRIUS!!!" Bakura yelled at him. "IT'S BAD ENOUGH TO HAVE A GIRL IN MY ROOM WHO WON'T STOP TEASING ME BUT IF YOU SAY ONE MORE WORD I'M GOING TO BANISH YOU TO THE SHADOW REALM!"

Sirius made a face at him. "Bloody bastard."

"Iiina yadonushi," Bakura mumbled. "He doesn't have to put up with the koe no inu no baka. Daikirai kisama." His speech dissolved into unintelligible muttering.

"Whatcha saying?" Myrtle asked, deliberately slurring her words to annoy him further.

"Just insulting the stupid Black thing that just left." Bakura's breathing was slightly ragged but he seemed to be recovering his composure.

"Why don't you get angry when I bother you?" Myrtle was so interested in the answer to this question that she scooted closer, wanting to see Bakura's reaction to this.

"You're a girl." Bakura mumbled. "I'm used to having girls annoy yadonushi and I so it doesn't matter and you're nicer than some of them." His eyes slid closed again as he pillowed his head on his arms comfortably. "Go away." He said again, but his voice lacked force.

He looked so cute Myrtle couldn't help smiling. This was definitely a new side of the so-annoying young man who had walked into her bathroom. "Are you always like this?"

"I'm on hikari withdrawal." Bakura sighed. "I miss him. Now go away and leave me alone."

"Haven't you figured out yet that I'm not leaving?" Myrtle retorted. "I'm going to bug you for the rest of your life."

"Just great." Bakura mumbled. "I'm going to spend the rest of my life in bed. Sounds like the baka's idea of a perfect life. I hate this."

"And I hate you." Myrtle smirked. "So who's hikari?"

"Not telling."

Now Myrtle was intrigued. She loved secrets. Or, to be more precise, she loved having secrets. She didn't like telling them – it wasn't like she had anyone to tell them to – but she liked finding them out. It made her feel special to know something no one else knew.

"If I promise not to tell anyone will you tell me?"

"No. Besides Yami 'nd Yugi 'nd Ryou 'nd Malik all know already." Bakura's words were slurred and his breathing shallow enough that Myrtle figured he was more than half asleep.

"Please?"

"No."

"If I promise to go away afterwards will you tell me?"

"Promise?" Bakura's head lifted slightly and he looked over at her.

"Cross my heart." She replied solemnly.

"You're already dead baka." He muttered. "And Ryou's my hikari. Now go 'way. You promised remember."

Myrtle pouted. That wasn't fair! He was supposed to tell her more than that. But she had promised, so she sighed and floated upwards, heading off to her toilet. She'd go back and bug him more tomorrow.