Chapter Six

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Review Responses :

Dark Angel of Fire Ice - YAY! New reviewer. Thank you for taking the time to read this. I'm glad you like it.

ladywolf(Terri - Yeah I know its a shame that Marik's bad. I'll probably write a bit where he redeems himself but it will get worse before it gets better. I'm very very sorry. 0.o

Katarina - Aww thanks

Dark Magician Girl / Hikaru - Hmm, I wonder what you WERE thinking about... I considered prostitution but it just wasn't relevant and I wasn't sure if I could go through with writing it. I hate those stories where Ryou gets raped, poor little guy!

Rachel Dracon - chomps on muffin Yay! Another new reviewer. Thank you.
Yes they are a bunch of assholes but again they will probably be redeemed later on.

Sami - Coool thanks! I am aware of the whole Ryou's mother in a car crash thing but I've combined this slightly with a movie where the main character's mother committed suicide.

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Ryou touched his lips for what was the umpteenth time that morning as he hung the washing on the balcony railing and the eight fifteen train whistled past five minutes late. He could still taste Bakura's lips and remember his unique scent that lingered beneath the usual reek of beer and cigarettes. The night before had been so strange, he wondered if it had all been a dream but the wad of cash Marik had reluctantly given him proved him otherwise. So if that had been real then his time with Bakura had been real! Ryou smiled with reassurance at the memory. That had been the best kiss he had ever had, even it did only last for about a second. He'd never actually kissed another man before and his only similar experiences had been a few awkward dates when he was trying to convince himself that he wasn't gay. What a waste of time.

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Bakura stomped around the game shop store room that he had secretly moved into without Ryou's knowledge. It was warmer than the streets, he was too angry with his friends to stay with them and going home was out of the question. So this was what he was reduced to? Squatting in a derelict shop worrying about a boss he shouldn't have kissed!

That was his other problem. He had always been attracted to Ryou. He wasn't sure why. Maybe it was because he was his first positive influence, maybe it was because Ryou was the only person who didn't treat him like shit or maybe he just thought his accent was sexy. Either way, he had spent all of the previous day trying to keep his hands of the boy and it was going to lead to trouble. He'd either get fired if it turned out Ryou didn't like him that way or beaten up by his other friends when they found out. Stupid rock! Stupid hard place!

"You're in early." said a voice behind him and Bakura spun around to see Ryou standing in the doorway. Thankfully the other teen was smiling.

"Well you know me. Dedicated worker." Bakura said. There was a pause and both boys burst out laughing at the comment.

"I've missed you." said Ryou quietly a light blush spreading across his cheeks.

"Yeah well, I missed you too." said Bakura who feeling happier every second. Ryou smiled at him shyly and Bakura felt the overwhelming urge to kiss him again, harder this time, perhaps holding him close as he tasted those lips. He knew there would be consequences, that other people would disagree but his last thought as he leaned to capture Ryou's lips was 'screw those bastards'.

"Am I interrupting something?" said Marik who had silently sauntered into the office.
The two other boys jump back from each other and Bakura mentally cursed that arsehole for interrupting, he had been so close!

"Oh! Hi Marik." cried Ryou turning bright red with embarrassment. "How did you get in here?"

"You left the door wide open, brat." said Marik scornfully and walked outside,
beckoning for the boy to follow. "I see you're working hard." he said with a hint of sarcasm when they were in the main part of the shop.

"Marik, I was just..."

"I'm not interested in your personal life, Ryou. Funny though, I thought you were seeing Anzu with the way she was flashing you the other night."

"You saw that!" cried Ryou, shocked.

"Bit hard not to see her, the stupid slut. But anyway, I've got another delivery for you tonight. You think you're up to it?"

"Sure. After all we need the money." said Ryou.

"We?"

"Well Bakura's a part of this business too, Marik."

"Whatever. Just be there. My sister's going to be there so try to be discreet." said Marik and left.

Bakura came out and watched him drive away. "Now's our chance."

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"We are so going to get ourselves killed!" said Ryou as he made his way back from Marik's place. Bakura had met up with him on the way and the younger boy was freaking out again.

"Relax Ry, he'll never notice that we faked the drugs." Bakura reassured.

"What exactly did you put in that stuff?"

"I just ground up some vitamin tablets. It's the only thing I could think of that wouldn't kill the users and didn't have sugar in them."

"He'll still noticed though."

"Oh shut up! Come to the shop with me I've got something to show you that might cheer you up."

They made their way through the now empty streets until they finally saw the shop adorned with a large neon sign on the roof that several of the thugs that Bakura knew struggling to get in place.

"It was 'supposed' to be finished by now but you can't trust that lot to do anything"
said Bakura, exasperated. "Get a bloody move on you idiots!"

"Hey! This thing is fucking heavy!" Malik shouted back "I thought this was supposed to be 'your' job!"

"Yeah but you're the one training to be an electrician!" Bakura yelled.

"OK I've almost got it!" said Malik. There was a loud buzzing sound and the sign flickered to life in a flurry of blues and greens.

"Oh! Kura it's amazing!" cried Ryou happily.

"You're amazing." Bakura whispered and pulled the younger boy into a long bruising kiss, their tongues battled frantically in the dangerous shadows, unseen by anyone.