Ryou sat quietly lost in his thought. God, he was tired. Tired of being awake and tired of writing. It was the same thing everyday. Wake up, write, eat, write, sleep, and write. Nothing ever exciting ever happening. It was about this time Bakura would usually ask if he wanted to do something and he would often reply no. But Bakura didn't ask. That made Ryou wonder. Was he even here? He sat up and saved his document before leaving the room and walking downstairs where Amane was cleaning a window. She looked up at him and smirked before turning back to cleaning. Ryou shrugged as he sat down on a stool next to the counter and stared at Amane.

"Well?" She asked. Ryou blinked.

"Huh?"

"Nothing. Never mind. Hmmph, jerk." She replied then turned back to cleaning. Now Ryou was completely lost. "Where's Bakura?"

"Took you long enough to notice! Bakura went out to uh..." She stopped, remembering that Bakura didn't want Ryou to know he got fired nor used to work for Kaiba Corp. She looked down and thought for a moment. "He went to the store?" She replied, Ryou nodded.

"Oh." 'Why didn't he ask me to go with him...?'

"Why?"

"Nothing."

"You're bored, aren't you?" Amane questioned, Ryou stared at her. "Are you a mind reader or something?" She narrowed her eyes then rolled them, giving off an exhausted sigh. "Well, what do you want to do?" She asked, placing her hands on her hips. Ryou thought for a moment. "With you?"

"No, your other sister. That's just mean. I'm not that bad. Hang out with your little sister for once." Once she said that sentence it hit him that she still didn't know about the comma she had fallen into. Yaten made him swear not to tell her and so she didn't know. He looked out of the window, which was covered with frost and fallen snow on the outside and thought for a moment. What could he possibly do with his sister? "Well, I don't know about you, but I want to go see that movie, what was it called? Blue Moon?"

"It's already out on DVD---" He stopped himself, Amane looked confused. "What?" "Nothing. How about another movie? I know, why don't you look for one in the paper, okay?"

"Alright..." She said, eyeing him as she left in search for the paper. Once she left the room Ryou banged his head on the table. "Dammit!" He scolded himself. He just wasn't used to being around his sister. After all, he wasn't able to be with her because she was asleep for all these years. When he saw Bakura talk to Amane, it was like she was gone for one day. They connected so well...when he could barely connect with her. Sure, he was still a bit angry at her for turning Yaten against him, saying that he did all those drugs, but that was years ago. Most of his anger dissolved.

"How about this one?" Amane said, re-entering the room. Ryou looked at it and frowned when he saw it was one of those girl movies. He was about to reject it when he decided not to. This was the best he could do for now to be able to re connect with Amane. In defeat, he nodded, Amane smiled happily. "Yay!" She said, turning and dashing up the stairs to get changed.

Once she was upstairs she looked through her closet and pulled out her favorite red top and her black skirt, which had silver chains hanging from it. She pulled the skirt up, turning and taking the red shirt off it's hanger and taking her previous shirt off and placing the red one on. Once it was on, she looked at her reflection in the mirror. She didn't remember the shirt being so tight...had she gained weight? Also, the shirt was a bit shorter then when she last remembered it too. It used to fall over the black skirt but now it was just right above it. "Strange...Ryou must have shrunk it when he washed it..." She remembered that Ryou used to almost always wash their clothes since she was gone most of the time. Shrugging, she yanked her black boots out of her closet and carried them down the stairs in her hands, placing them by the door before grabbing her also black jacket. Ryou, who in turn was wearing a violet long sleeve shirt with a black jacket over it with black pants. He never was into bright colors, same with Amane. The two pulled their shoes on then stood, making their way out of the house, locking it, and walking over to Ryou's car.

As the two approached the car, Amane looked at him. "You know how to drive?"

"Huh?"

"Last time I remember, you crashed dad's car into something."

"Oh. Yeah, I know how to drive." He replied, unlocking the car doors and sitting in the driver's seat, Amane sitting next to him in the passenger seat. As Ryou pulled out of the driveway, he paused for a moment and squinted his eyes. He suddenly let out a dry cough, Amane looked at him. "Jeeze, you okay?" She asked, Ryou nodded. "Yeah, it's probably because of the weather." He shrugged then drove off.

"Oh, hell no! What the fuck are you doing here?!" Bakura screeched, glaring across at Yami who in turn was glaring back at him. Yami crossed his arms across his chest then growled. "Excuse you, but because of you I got fired as well."

"Big deal! I want to know what the fuck you're doing here! The place I work at!"

Yami lifted a brow, "Really? Since when?"

"Since an hour ago!"

"Well, starting now, I've been hired too-"

"GREAT!" Bakura slapped his forehead and walked over to one of his tables, picking up the plates left by the previous customers and walking off. Bakura had gotten a job as a waiter, not the best job in the world, but heck, he needed to get out of the house and he needed the money. Yami angrily marched up to him and grabbed his silver mane, jerking him back, making him drop the glass plate. "I have to put up with your bull, and I'm still pissed about my car."

"So? Why are you telling me about it?! Get a new one and stop whining!" He snapped while bending over to pick up the shattered pieces. Yami once again yanked his hair, pulling him up, forcing him to look at him. "I'll make you pay for what you did." Bakura narrowed his eyes in pure fury. Without a moments notice he kicked the other in the knee and shoved him down. Luckily it was just the two of them inside the building, the rest of the staff had closed the restaurant and went on break. Placing his hands on his slender hips, Bakura scoffed. "What makes you think I'm afraid of you?"

"Grrgh." He growled as he hit the floor. "You will pay. I promise you that."

"You will pay, I promise you that! Haha, fag." He muttered, walking off, pausing for a moment and turning back. "Oh, and clean that up since you were the one who caused it to break." Once he left the room, Yami glared at the floor. 'Does that idiot have any idea what that car cost?!' He literally screamed. Oh, he'd get him back, he was sure of that.

Amane placed a hand over Ryou's shoulder in concern. "Hey, are you sure you're okay? You were coughing all throughout the movie..." She said, Ryou nodded. "It's nothing. Think nothing of it. It's probably just a cold. I always get them worse than other people."

"Hmm..." Amane said as she got inside the car. She wasn't sure what to make of Ryou. It was like if he coughed one more time he'd black out or something. Something wasn't right. However, she didn't want Ryou to get on her case about worrying, so she left it alone.

Ryou placed his hand over his mouth as he coughed again. 'God, again? When will this end?' Putting the gear in reverse, he pulled out of the parking lot and drove off. As he was driving he fought to not cough but in the end it was no use. He just kept coughing, one after the other. Finally Amane pulled her water bottle out and handed it to him. He took it and swallowed a good portion of its contents before handing it back. Amane shook her head. "No, you keep it. Seems like you need it more."

"I'm alright."

"Yes...I know, but still, i don't need to be in a car crash and fall in a comma-"

"WHAT?!" Ryou practically screamed as he jumped in his seat. Amane looked at him strangely. "Whoa, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing! Erm, nothing, okay?" He cleared his throat and stared at the road, signaling that it was the end of the conversation. Mentally scolding himself, he looked down for a moment before fixing his gaze on the road again. He was such an idiot...

Once they pulled into the driveway, the two noticed that the lights were on meaning Bakura was obviously home. The two walked in and spotted Bakura laying on the couch and flipping through the channels. Amane smiled. "Hello Bakura."

The boy jumped up and walked over to Ryou, wrapping his arms around him. "Ryou...." He whispered. Ryou rolled his eyes. "Hello...Bakura..."

"I missed you, did you miss me?"

"Yes, Bakura, I missed you. Will you let me go now?"

"Never! You're mine!" He said hugging Ryou tighter, being lovingly in a playful way. Amane cleared her throat. "SO! Bakura how was your trip to the store?"

Bakura raised a brow. "Come again?"

Amane winked, "You know, the trip to the store? How was it?"

"I went to the store?" He blinked, Amane narrowed her eyes. Suddenly it hit him. "Oh! Right! Riiiight, yeah, it was ok." It was that moment Amane wanted to smack him but she restrained herself as she walked down the hall. Bakura turned to Ryou once again. "So, wanna fuck?"

Ryou's eyes widened, as he turned red. "Bakura!" He looked down as Bakura wrapped his arms around his neck, the two walking over to the couch and flopping down. Ryou once again coughed, Bakura raised a brow. "Someone seems sick."

"Yeah, I know, Amane was worrying over it earlier but you know how girls are, always obsessing over one thing or another."

"Yes. Stupid foolish creatures." Bakura replied all knowing too well that Amane would have probably hit him for saying such a thing.

"So what did you do all day today? I didn't see you-" He stopped a moment to cough, "at all today. What's up?" Ryou said resting his head on Bakura's shoulder. He shrugged. "Nothing really, it's just my job is requiring more hours and stuff."

"Why won't you tell me where you work? It's not one of those shady places, is it?"

"Hmm, no..." He mumbled. Actually, he really didn't see a reason not to tell Ryou. He didn't work for Kaiba anymore, so it was okay, he guessed. "I work as a waiter at a restaurant." Ryou raised a brow. "Is that so? Jeeze, it's not that embarrassing."

"Eh?"

"All this time- refusing to tell me? You were embarrassed about your job, right?" Ryou asked, Bakura tilted his head to the side. What? His job was embarrassing? Wait-.... He shrugged then nodded. "OH, yes, very embarrassing. I thought it was a job for-" He stopped to think. Suddenly Yami flashed into his head. He smirked. "Fags."

"O...kay...."

"Yeah...."

"Well, I'm going to sleep now. I don't feel very good."

"You just do that."

"Well thanks for your permission, King Bakura."

"Welcome."

"..." With that Ryou walked off and entered his room upstairs. Bakura yawned and stretched before flicking the TV on and becoming lost in the blur of colors.

The next day Bakura awoke to find himself on the couch. He rubbed his forehead then sat up. 'Damn, don't tell me I slept on this rock...' Getting to his feet, he glanced at the clock, his eyes widening. 'Shit, I'm going to be late for work...' He quickly walked up the stairs and pulled out his uniform for his job. After that he quickly showered, changed, then drove to work.

"Good morning fellow employees." HE said aloud as he walked into the restaurant. Yami looked up and smirked. Bakura grinned. "Good morning, fag."

"Oh, fag is it? Well, this fag has got news for you. It's called insurance, something that I have. Tell me, Bakura, do you have insurance?" Yami asked innocently, Bakura growled, now feeling uncomfortable. "Jeeze, sorry, I don't. Looks like you're stuck."

"Oh, I have other ways of getting money out of you." Yami said threateningly. Bakura cringed. "Gross...Yami, I'm not like that."

"What the fu- hell- wait... you're over there fucking Ryou, don't tell me you're not like that! And second of all, get your mind out of the gutter. I didn't mean it like that and you know it."

"Hmm, I guess your right. So, what do you want?"

"Money to pay for my car's damages."

"Well screw you because I'm not paying for it."

"You better." Yami muttered, clenching his fists. He was this close to smacking him. He wanted his car fixed now. It wasn't fair. He didn't do anything, as a matter of fact; it was Kaiba's fault for changing the parking spaces. He was just following orders and then here comes Bakura, smashing his car with a bat because he didn't read the new parking slots. It was his parking spot, not Bakura's. The damn idiot should have read the list the other day when everyone else did! He just couldn't get over it. It just wasn't fair!

Bakura folded his arms onto his chest. "Really? How are you going to make me do that? The only way you can make me do anything is if I find you more terrifying than me. And that's going to take a while for you to do, Yami. I don't find you terrifying. I find you weak. If wrecking your car was enough to put you in your place then so be it."

"Stop it!" Yami now yelled. All the employee's stopped to look at them.

All his hatred gathering up, Yami could no longer hold back his fist. It suddenly began to rise on it's own. In his mind he knew he shouldn't, especially here, but he couldn't take it anymore. He wanted Bakura to either pay or die. If he got both that'd be great, but he wanted his car fixed. Suddenly a thought occurred to him. If he weren't watching that video he would have never known about Bakura wrecking his car until the end of the day.

'The video-....' He stopped his fist in mid-air. That was it. His key to getting the money he rightfully deserved. Bakura blinked then scratched the back of his head. Yami smirked. "Get ready for something much more painful then what I was about to do to you, Bakura."

"Ooh, I'm scared."

"You better be, because what I'm about to do might effect not only you but Ryou as well." He said slyly. Bakura clenched his fist. "You leave Ryou out of this."

"I can't. You had your chance to avoid this, but now there's definitely no way I'm about to step down..."

"Yes, yes, I see. Alright then. It will go to the printers in four days? Okay. Uh huh." With that Ryou hung up and stood up out of his computer chair in his room. Suddenly the phone rang again. "Yeah?"

"Hey Ryou..." Yugi said. He sounded tired. Ryou tried his best not to seem agitated since he always got nervous whenever he submitted his work. "Hey Yugi. What's up? It's 2 a.m...."

"Have you seen Yami? He hasn't come home lately..."

"Same with Bakura..."

"Weird. Oh, well, that's all I wanted to know..."

"Oh."

"Yeah...Ryou?"

"Yeah?"

"How's Amane?...has she woken up yet?"

Ryou froze. Did he not tell Yugi? "Oh crap!" He muttered, slapping his hand on his face. "What? Something wrong? You didn't disconnect her, did you?!"

"No! Amane- she woke up-"

The line went quiet for a while. "No way.... seriously?" Yugi asked, now feeling it hard to breathe due to his heart beating so fast. He couldn't believe it.

"Yes, she woke up. I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier. Um, why don't you come over now so you can speak to her in person?" Ryou offered. Yugi frowned. "Right now?"

"Yeah,"

"It's kind of late to be out right now, and Yami has the car. The guy has been going in and out so much that I hardly even remember what the car looks like....Oh, how about tomorrow? Then Yami and I can both go over." Yugi said, a little happy and a little tired.

"That'd be great."

"Okay. Good night Ryou."

'More like Good morning...' "Good night Yugi." And with that Ryou placed the phone down on the receiver.

Mob: holy crap! That took a long time to write!

-Scans over it-

Wow....Bakura has a rather rotten language, now doesn't he? Well, they're older now but I guess they turn back into kids when Bakura and Yami fight. Bakura has so generously given Yami the nickname 'Fag.' Yeah...sorry Yami fans.... didn't mean to on purpose. Gomen nasai. Read and Review.