Hibi: Wh00t! I got three reviews for my first chapter! Thanks guys, you rock! You really made my day! -falls over and worships reviewers- So I'm going to continue the fic!

Kib: oo Okay, before she starts singing praise songs. RUN AWAY!

Bakura: Yeah, run. She's posessed!

Ryou: That's not nice! Even if it is true...

Kib: Shaddup, both of yous. Oh crap, I'm sounding like Joey! NOOOO!

Hibi: Kib, you scare me..okay, Bakura, your turn for the disclaimer!

Bakura: -sighs- Okay..Hibi doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh and never will unless Kazuki Takahashi somehow recognizes her on national TV and decides to put her in his will and leaves her Yu-Gi-Oh. Otherwise, she don't.

Warning: Yaoi, but mildy. A little bit of lime, not really a lemon. Wow. Overuse of the word 'cause' ahead! And swearing too..

"Spork" --Talking

'Spork'--Thinking

/Ryou to Bakura/

/Bakura to Ryou/

Sour Schuyler: Thanks a ton, I am gonna continue it.

Sarah the Slayer: Yes, Bakura and Marik were sugar high. Ishizu gave Marik cotton candy to get him to shut up about flying lizards xD

Ryou Lover 4325: I totally agree, those fic are so cute! And Tristan really has no personality. Cause he sucks xD

Ryou woke up the next morning to see nothing but white.

"I'm BLIIIND!" he screamed, jumping out of bed and running in circles. Bakura woke up and yawned, stretching out. "Ryou, shut up," he said, flinging the Millenium Ring at his hikari. Ryou fell over when it hit him in the head and began to roll around on the floor. Bakura sweatdropped.

"Ryou, you aren't blind. My hair was in your face. Or your hair, I don't know and I don't care." Ryou sat up and looked at Bakura, whose left eye was fighting to stay open. His right eyelid had already dropped down to close.

"Oh, okay. So I'm not blind, and you're not dyslexic. Couldn't be better," the white-haired hikari said, grabbing his clothes from his closet. "Wait..Bakura...Why are you in my bed?" He tilted his head to the side.

"Because you let me, cause I asked, cause I was tired and bored, cause of the party, cause I wasn't dyslexic, cause you told me, cause my hair was in the beater of eggs, cause you came downstairs, cause I was screaming," Bakura stated matter-of-factly. Ryou processed this through his mind.

"Oh, I get it!" he exlcaimed. "WAIT! Bakura, why did you have a party? You know I told you you can't have parties without asking me! Or inviting me! How come you didn't invite me? Huh? That wasn't right Bakura, that's not what friends do! It's mean and rude and inconsiderate! If you're not nice and kind nobody will be your friend!" Bakura gave him the evil eye.

"You sound like Anzu." Bakura said suspiciously. Ryou cocked his head and shut off the tape recorder behind him. "That was Anzu, Kura-chan. Kaiba recorded her once and tweaked it and let us have copies of it." Ryou waved the tape around aimlessly and it flew out of his hand, hitting Bakura in the eye with it's corner.

"Holy shit! I'm blind!" Bakura screamed. Ryou sweatdropped and backed out of the room and into his bathroom. He yelled an apology and then turned to his clothes, holding up the pants.

"Oh no..."

Some time later--

Bakura ambled out of Ryou's bedroom, wearing a hot pink eyepatch. Without bothering to knock, he flung open the bathroom door--

And stared.

Ryou was wearing a pair of tight black leather pants and a matching black tank top. A silver studded belt snaked about his waist, and a silver chain necklace dangled from his slender neck.

"Bakura! Uh..err..I.." Ryou stuttered, blushing as red as the ketchup they had eaten for dinner two nights ago. Bakura stalked forwards, his hands on his hips. Secretly hefelt Ryou looked sexy in his clothes, and that black leather totally suited him, but of course he wouldn't say anything. or would he?

"You look nice today, hikari," Bakura said, unusually gentle. Ryou blushed even harder, if that was possible. "Arigatou, Bakura," he said, looking at the floor.

"No need to thank me..thank yourself for choosing them." Bakura shrugged and stepped closer. Their faces were only inches apart and Ryou was the reddest red imaginable. Bakura wasn't even peachy-pink. Softly he pressd his lips to his hikari's and locked his arms around Ryou's waist. Ryou 'meep'ed but leaned into the kiss.

After a few moments the two broke away for air. Ryou wasn't nearly as red as he had been before, but still pretty pink. Nad now, so was Bakura. He had surprised himself by doing that; altough he had wanted to do that for a while, quite a long time in fact. Sure his hikari was pretty..cute..sexy..But he felt more than just lust when he looked at the quiet, cheerful British teen. Something throbbed in his heart whenever he looked at Ryou, whenever Ryou gave him that special smile reserved just for Bakura, when he laughed at something Bakura did, intentional or not.

What was that feeling?

Hibi: Ooooh! Bakura's in LOOOOOVE! Ahahaha..

Ryou: You KISSED me!

Bakura: -smirks- You can't say you didn't like it.

Ryou: -blushes- And if I did?

All: -stare at Ryou-

Kib: You scare me, Ry-chan. Anyways...HAHA! Bakura's in LOVE! -falls over from laughing too hard-

Hibi: -giggles- You are cute when you blush, Ryou. And Bakura looks cute blushing too!

Bakura: Are you coming on to my hikari? -growls-

Hibi: Nani? Are you implying that I like Ryou? Well, yeah I do, but still! I have a two year crush already!

Kib, Bakura, Ryou: Ooooh...Hibi's got a crush!

Will Bakura confess to liking Ryou? What does Ryou feel about all of this? Will Kib, 'Kura, and Ryou ever find out about Hibi's crush? Why do ask these questions? DO I know what I'm doing? Find out in the next chapter of Locked Doors!

(That means review, peoples. xP)