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Nothing very exciting happened for the rest of the day. I hadn't managed to catch any more Seto-Jou moments. The latter did get hit in the head by a volley-ball during gym though. That was amusing. Now it was off to the office for a couple hours before heading home.

"Ryuuji," I spin around as I hear the stern voice from behind me.

"Kaiba," I reply, staring straight into the blue eyes that most people described as cold ice. I always thought of them more as a blue flame; powerful and intense.

"I never considered you to be a voyeur, not that I really care about your personal life."

So he did know it was me. Figures, you can't get much past Kaiba. "So you admit to your sordid little affair with the mutt?"

"Of course. It's been going on long enough," he shruggs nonchalantly, as if it were common knowledge.

"I thought you hated him?"

"I never said I didn't. He's just a good lay, hardly useful for anything else."

I suddenly feel a slight pang of sadness for Jounouchi as I hear Kaiba talk about him so degradingly. But I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised, Kaiba thrived on using people, in one way or another.

"I advise you to keep this little conversation of ours to yourself," Kaiba states as he walks past me, trench coat of doom fluttering in the wind. "If you know what's good for you."

Well that sounded like a threat if I ever heard one, and I was starting to think I was in a little over my head. But I couldn't back down now. If Kaiba was going to use his status and power against me, perhaps I should enlist some extra help of my own?

Luckily I knew exactly who to turn to. If I needed someone to help me outwit the sly CEO, who better than a 5000 year old thief? Now all I had to do was convince him to join my cause without being sent to the shadow realm.

I managed to explain the situation to the spirit while he absently fondled some sort of weapon, not really seeming interested. After I finished my proposal he merely looked up at me and crossed his arms.

"What's in it for me?"

I was prepared for this reaction, and gave him the best answer I could.

"I'm sure you can imagine how annoyed the pharaoh will be when he finds out someone who was supposed to be his ally is sleeping around with his sworn rival?"

Bakura seems to consider this option for a moment before a sick smile spreads across his face, and I had a feeling I was in luck.

"Not to mention," he began, "I would love to see the priest squirm."

"See, everybody wins!" I try and give him my most charming smile and offer a hand to him. "So, do we have a deal?" I was more than a little offended when he brushed me off and instead sat up, heading towards the door without a word. "Where are you going?"

"You said you need evidence, and I happen to know just where we can get it," he looks over his shoulder and raises an eyebrow at me, a determined look in his eye. "Well, are you coming or not?"

I jolt out of my seat and comply with his request that really sounded more like a demand. If there was one thing I learned during Battle City it was that pissing Bakura off when he was on a warpath was not a very wise choice if you valued your life.

"Um...why are we back at school?"

"You said this is where they usually have their little...rendezvous, correct?"

"Well, yeah, but they wouldn't be here now."

"No shit, that's not what we're here for."

I give him a confused look, but follow him into school nonetheless. The building is still open because of various after school activities, so we hadn't committed any real crimes...yet.

"Look there," Bakura points to the wall above the main entrance, and it takes me a moment to figure out what he's talking about. There's a fire alarm, a poster, a video camera, some gum...holy shit! A video camera? Why didn't I think of that?

"They're in every classroom, but they hardly get monitored," he says to me as I continue to gape up at the mechanical device like an idiot.

"How do you know?"

"I have a lot of free time on my hands. Sometimes I come here and watch the tapes at night. It keeps me amused."

If anyone else had told me this, I would have been shocked, but since it was Bakura I just nodded my head and smiled, figuring it was the safest route. "So you must have known all along about Kaiba and Jounouchi."

"Of course, they put on quite the show," he grins, "but they're not the only ones you know..."

"Oh really? Do tell."

"Did we come here to gossip or to out some closet fags?"

"Well put," I say as he leads me to a room with a 'no trespassing' sign on it. Bakura immediately pulls out some kind of small device and begins to work on picking the lock. I make a mental note to learn how to do that one day as I smile and try and look innocent to the passers-by.

"We're in," he whispers as he pockets his weapon of choice and closes the door behind us. I take in the small room quickly. There are numerous black and white TV screens all featuring different classrooms and hallways in the school. I am a bit disappointed to find that there are no cameras in the bathrooms, as I would have liked to see what had went on between my favorite undercover lovers earlier this morning.

"Ooh, so many to chose from," Bakura whispers excitedly as he trails his fingers over the volumes of videotapes on the shelves. "This one was particularly good..." he says as he pulls out a tape labeled #23090b and licks his lips.

"I guess they don't call you a freak for nothing," I remark, but I can't help but get a little paranoid as I hear some footsteps outside the door. They soon pass, but I'm still left a bit uneasy. It wouldn't do to get caught. As far as the school knew, I was considered a to be a 'model student'. But then again, so was Kaiba, the man who was carrying on a scandal right underneath their noses. Funny how fucked up things could get in Domino.

"Do we have everything we need?"

"I suppose this little number shall do," he says and we slip out of the room quickly, locking the door behind us.

Okay, so that wasn't as hard as I thought it was going to be. At least, that's what I thought until I saw the last person I wanted to see right now.

No, not Kaiba, he was at work. So I stand corrected, the second to last person I wanted to see right now.

He came bounding down the hallway whilst kicking a soccer ball skillfully in front of him and sucking on a Popsicle that tinted his lips red. Clad in only a pair of short gray shorts, a baggy T-shirt, and those cute socks that come all the way up to your knees.

Is it wrong that I suddenly find myself envying Kaiba?

He steps on the ball a few feet in front of me and pulls the melting ice out of his mouth with an audible 'pop'. "What are you doing here Otogi?" his eyes widen as he notices who I am with. "Bakura? Well that's a couple that I never envisioned."

"We're just...catching up on a project," I answer for myself and Bakura. The latter is just grinning wickedly at Jou as he watches the blond lick at the red ice.

"Hmm...you seem pretty good at that," Bakura speaks up and gestures toward Jou.

"Oh, yeah well, I'm on the soccer team," he explains as he kicks the ball around some more.

"I was talking about the sucking," Bakura replies flatly. Jou gives him a confused look before looking down at his Popsicle and back up at us, looking incredibly innocent.

"What are you talking about...hey, what's that?" he asks as he points to the black tape in the tomb-robber's hand.

"Oh, that's…the project! Um, we better get home and finish that up. Yeah. See you around Jounouchi!" I reply quickly before dragging the mentally unstable Bakura away. Once the blond is out of range I turn on my companion.

"What do you think you were doing back there? You could have blown our cover!"

He merely chuckles before answering. "Like that moron would ever be able to figure it out anyway."

"Good point...So now that's it, all we have to do is expose this to the public."

"Or..." he lingers on the word, caresses it, and I'm not really sure if I want to hear what he has to say next. "We could have a little more fun with this."

Fun. Yeah. I want to have fun with someone who considers looting and maiming 'good times'.

I suppose asking Bakura for help might not be the best choice I've ever made. I suppose taking up this whole little 'mission' wasn't a sane choice either. I could very well be losing my mind.

Lady luck had better not let me down this time.

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