Chapter 2- I Like the Way

Bakura- Whose crazy idea was it to kiss the reviewers?

Marik- Mine, not that it really matters. That was for 'Promises Are For Keeps'. Oh well. Kisses Yami No Marik.

Jade- Thank you Yami No Marik. And Tony R.,if I were to tell you what happened that wouldn't let you use your imagination.

Ryou- Shall we get on with the story now?

Jade- Yep, and to everyone who hasn't already guessed, Ryou was indeed the boy in chapter 1.

Disclaimer- I do not own Yugioh and I do not own Darren Hayes' 'I Like the Way'. I do own this fic and Shadow.


Somewhere inside my evolution

Karmically I seek retribution

Looking for love in physical beauty

Desire is the drug of the bourgeoisie

And now I try to intellectualize

Like a glimmer of good in a bad man's eyes

I am consumed by the flesh haunting me

I know temptation taunts the empty.

It was near dawn when the boys and their new puppy headed home.

They stood on the porch facing each other, both afraid to open the door. To reveal the mess hiding behind this door sickened both of the teens. "I'll clean it up. It was my fault anyway." Bakura spoke softly, breaking the silence. "I'll help you." Ryou replied quietly. Bakura gave a nod and swung open the door.

The damage was actually not as bad as one would have expected. A smashed vase, a goldfish bowl with its contents spilled on the floor, the goldfish dead, and a couple of dark crimson blood stains on the off-white carpet was the only damages visible. The rest were emotional.

So pour yourself over me

Until there's nothing left to see, yeah yeah

Because I like the way you move in the dark

I like the tension, the tension and the spark

Believe it or not, Ryou wasn't the only one hurt this time. Bakura had been working so hard to gain his light's trust and he blew it. All his hard work gone down the drain after one night of a few drinks.

Shadow wiggled out of Ryou's arms and pounced on the goldfish. Ryou giggled as the puppy gulped it down.

Bakura finally moved forward, picking up the large pieces of glass from the carpet.

The decadence of giving into desire

Creates such entropy within

Looking for love in spiritual faces

Blind to the art of fabrication

I'm like a baby sucking mama's milk

Want to drink my fill and then some

Leave me alone

I always thought I was better than this

But temptation tempts the temptee

"Kura?" Bakura looked up to see Ryou standing before him with a bag. "To put the glass in." he explained. Bakura nodded and dropped the broken glass pieces in. Ryou grabbed Bakura's wrist and pulled him to his feet. "Don't worry about it right now. Let's get some sleep now. And...and I was kinda hoping you'd let me sleep with you..." Ryou trailed off. "The nightmares... Ryou, I'm so sorry." Ryou searched his eyes and found only sincerity. Bakura pulled the smaller boy into his arms and stroked his light's soft, silvery hair. "Kura? Do... do you like me?" It might have sounded stupid, but he had his reasons to suspect something...

Bakura shifted uncomfortably and held the boy at arms length. "Ryou... I-I..."

"Forget it Bakura. How can anyone like someone like me?" he smiled softly, adverting his gaze to the ground as he pulled away.

Pour yourself over me

Until there's nothing left to see, yeah yeah

Oh, because I like the way you move in the dark

And I like the tension, the tension and, the tension and the spark, oh

Shadow came tumbling down the stairs, returning from his exploration of the house. Ryou picked him up and cuddled him. "Ryou... what... what is love?" Ryou turned around, he had never heard Bakura stutter like that. "Well, it's where you have a longing to be close to someone without a clear reason... Love is kind of hard to explain."

"Do you... love me? Is that why you are so forgiving?" Ryou nodded and smiled weakly, "Yeah, I guess that would explain it." he said softly. Bakura was silent for a moment, gazing intently at Ryou and Shadow.

This physicality

Shifting me chemically

Such power over me

It's just desire

I know it's treachery (shifting me chemically)

I know it's just skin deep (such power over me)

I'm just too tired

Too tired

There's just one thing missing

One thing missing here is

Love

"How about you? Could that be why you haven't been beating me so frequently?" Ryou asked softly, cringing slightly as Shadow nipped him playfully. Bakura shook his head, "I don't know... I honestly don't." Ryou set Shadow down as the pup continued to use Ryou's finger as a teething ring. Ryou turned towards Bakura, "Perhaps this will help you." Ryou whispered as he stood on his tiptoes and his lips brushed Bakura's.

I like the way you move in the dark

I like the tension, the tension and the spark (so pour yourself over me)

You know, I like the way you move in the dark (so pour yourself over me)

You know, I like the tension, the tension and, the tension and the spark

Bakura was surprised to say the least, yet wrapped one arm around his light, pulling the boy closer. In all truth, the contact only lasted a few seconds, but to them, it felt like eternity. When Ryou attempted to pull away, Bakura tightened his hold and recaptured Ryou's lips.

"You belong to me now, my little light." Bakura whispered, his breathe tickled against Ryou's neck. "I love you, Kura-koi," Ryou replied with a sigh. Bakura's eyes sparkled with a light thought to have been lost nearly 5,000 years ago, as he thought through the nearly, abandoned, mental-link, /As do I.../

So pour yourself over me

(There's just one thing missing)

(One thing missing)

Until there's nothing left to see

(There's just one thing missing)

(The tension and the spark)

(One thing missing)

(So pour yourself over me)

There's just one thing missing

One thing missing

(So pour yourself over me)

( I like the tension, the tension and the spark)

( There's just one thing missing)

One thing missing here is...

Love


Jade- Okay, who else thinks I kinda rushed into that a bit over the speed-limit?

Bakura- Perhaps, just a bit. I mean, do you honestly think I'd fall that fast?

Ryou- But Kura... puppy-dog eyes

Bakura- twitches Not fair!

Marik- Pocky or pretty Gel pens for reviewers! Plus, Thanksgiving leftovers or kisses from me if requested.

Jade- Please review!