Disclaimer: Yu-gi-oh non mea, viditis? Non mea! Minime capitis pecunia mea! grin

A/N: (sigh) Pwee, I'm so lazy! (sweatdrop) Okay, so it's not really that late, compared to some fics, at least I think it isn't, but... (deflates) I'm tired. I don't know why. Maybe it has something to do with staying up 'til eleven at night watching the Mummy? We need to buy the second movie, even though I didn't think it was as good... But sequels never are... (nervous grin) That's just great, coming from a girl with several sequels in the works, ne? ARGH! I've gone completely off the subject again! I told you I was tired. Hmm... Well, the lemon isn't as bad as I though it was. I still think it's kind of boring though. Or maybe it's just because I'm a sleep-deprived zombie whose entire existence depends on sugar. Either way, I hope you peoples don't think it's crap. To those of you at fanfiction net: for the actual lemon that I'm ranting about, go to my profile for a link (this freakish site wouldn't let me put it in here, for some strange reason...). If I ever get booted again I don't think I'll be back, because reposting is a pain in the butt, so, yeah... Shutting up now!!

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Chapter Three: Birthday Present

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Ryou woke up slowly, enjoying the luxury of being able to sleep in. Finally he stretched, and opened his eyes.

"Hey you," Bakura said, leaning down to kiss him.

"How long were you watching me?" Ryou asked sleepily, when they finally broke apart.

"You're really beautiful when you sleep," he muttered into Ryou's neck.

"... That long?"

"Yeah." Bakura moved slightly to sit down on the edge of the bed. "Anyway, I just thought I'd come wish you happy birthday."

"Oh yeah!" Ryou said, his eyes widening. "I forgot!"

"You know," Bakura said, shaking his head to hide a grin, "you might be getting a job someday soon, since you're sixteen now. I really do pity whoever hires you..." Ryou whacked him lightly on the back.

"Anyway," he continued, laughing a little, "I shouldn't stay long. Your dad will probably want spend some time with you, and you said you were having that party with your friends in the afternoon. But I'll come back this evening." They kissed again, and Bakura returned to the ring.

Ryou sighed contentedly, snuggling deeper under the blankets. It was amazing, he mused, that the same person who had made him want to die was now the main reason he wanted to live. They had only been together for a few short months now, but it seemed like all his life. Perhaps it was.

He eventually got up, and he and his father had a small celebration of their own before the one he would be having with his friends later. His father gave him two presents, one of which was a small trinket he had picked up in Egypt. It was a little statue of a beautiful woman, who he explained was Hathor, goddess of joy and love (this made Ryou blush). The other present, however, was fifty dollars and a drive to the mall. On the way there, he also promised to take him to see about getting a driver's license sometime soon.

When he got home there were still hours of sunlight left outside yet, but inside the house it was dim. He naturally reached for the light switch, and what he saw almost gave him a heart attack. Finding the house already decorated and having six people jump out at you shouting 'Happy birthday!' can do that to a person.

The party was awesome. Apparently it had been Yugi's idea to surprise him, and he had gotten Jou, Honda, Mai, Anzu and Yami to help him with it. Everybody brought tons of gifts, and Mai provide some music... With Jou providing the entertainment, of course. At one point Anzu sarcastically dared him to shove a whole piece of cake into his face, and he was more than happy to do so.

After the food, they got down to some really partying. Mai turned the music up so loud that Ryou's dad announced that he was going out for a bit and fled. It was hours before everyone finally left, and they probably would have stayed longer if Ryou's dad hadn't come back and shooed them all out around eleven.

He went back up to his room and changed into p.j.s, vaguely wondering when Bakura intended to show up. When he turned around, he abruptly stopped wondering.

"Bakura!" he exclaimed, going a most amazing shade of red. "How long were you... watching?"

"You really are beautiful," he said quietly.

"That long?" he groaned, going even darker.

"Yeah," Bakura agreed, going over and kissing him deeply. "So," he continued after they separate, "how was the party?"

He grinned a little. "It was nice," he said. "I hope you'll be able to come next year..."

"I'd like that," he agreed. "Tell me about it."

They wound up lying in bed somewhere during the long list of things that happened during the day. A little while later, Bakura sensed Ryou falling asleep and started to get up. "I guess I should be going," he half whispered.

Ryou rolled over, giving his yami that puppy face he found so irresistible. "But I was comfortable," he complained.

Bakura paused. "Well, I guess I could stay a little longer," he smiled, lying back down.

There were a few minutes of comfortable silence, while Bakura absentmindedly played with his hikari's hair. Suddenly he frowned. "You know, I never did get you anything for a present," he commented.

He shrugged. "I wasn't exactly expecting anything, you know," he replied. "You don't have any money, after all."

"But I feel bad about it," Bakura insisted.

"Really, you shouldn't..." His voice trailed off as Bakura slid his hand up Ryou's shirt and lightly teased one of his nipples, making him gasp.

"You sure you don't want anything?" he purred in the other's ear.

"Mmmmm..." Ryou replied.

Bakura rolled over so he was on top of Ryou, finding the other nipple while kissing him deeply. He trailed kisses down his neck, and started taking off his hikari's shirt. Then he paused. "Hey," he said quietly, "just tell me to stop, and I promise I will."

"I'll keep that in mind," Ryou managed to say, helping Bakura with his own shirt. The idea of what they might do was a little frightening, but it was exciting too.

Bakura took one of his hikari's nipples in his mouth, biting down just hard enough to make him gasp. After a few moments he moved to the other one, letting his hand trail lazily down towards Ryou's pants. He smirked slightly when he got there; they were already too tight for him to slip his hand in. He undid the button instead, and pulled down the zipper. Just before taking them off, however, he looked up at Ryou.

The other boy didn't show any signs of wanting him to stop, but he was bright red, his eyes were shut, and he was hanging on to the covers around his head very tightly. Bakura frowned a little and kissed his cheek lightly, causing his eyes to flutter open.

"You don't need to be so embarrassed, you know," he whispered. "There's no one else in here; it's okay. And besides, it's not as if you have anything to be ashamed of. From what I've seen so far you have a very attractive body..."

Ryou managed a weak grin and loosened his grip on the sheets, though the last remark didn't exactly help his blush. "Me, embarrassed? Get on with it already..."

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Silence wrapped around them like a comforting embrace, the only sound breaking it being the occasional distant car passing by the house. "Aishiteru," Ryou said suddenly.

Bakura smirked. "Of course you do, after that," he teased. Ryou elbowed him sleepily in the ribs, and he rolled off of his koi. "Aishiteru you too," he whispered, as they both fell asleep.

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A/N: (gags) Hmm, sorry about the fanfiction net version being such crap... I have a new watch. It's black, and huge, with lots of little shiny pretty buckles all over. And now I'm going to take a nap. R&R onegai, anyone? Reviews are my lifeblood, seriously. ZZZzzzzz...