Hibi: -whispers- Okay guys, you can't tell Ryou or Kib or Bakura where I'm hiding..they're gonna torture me! I knew I shouldn't have told them about my crush...

Kib: You admit it!

Hibi: AIIE! Kib! Shut the hell up! They're gonna find me! -grabs Kib and drags her away- Go do the disclaimer! Now!

Kib: Oh, fine. -glares at Hibi- Hibi, fortunately or unfortunately, however you look at it, doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh, just her sad little plot.

Warnings: Yaoi, swearing. Crazy hikaris being chased by insane yamis!

"Spork"--Talking

'Spork'--Thinking

/Bakura to Ryou/

/Ryou to Bakura/

"Bakura? Why did you do that?" Ryou asked his yami suddenly, looking up at him. Crimson-brown met chocolate, and in the end the hikari won.

"Because..it was a..kinda...spur of the moment kinda thing. Y'know? But it was nice.." Bakura mumbled, blushing guiltily. 'Does he know I think I like him? Oh crap, I needto remember to shut off the mindlink before I start talking to myself..Damn..I get more like Ryou every day.' Bakura thought. He looked at Ryou, who merely smiled.

"Thanks, yami. You do taste nice, you know." WIth a mischeivous twinkle in his eye, Ryou left the bathroom, leaving a slack-jawed and stunned Bakura behind. The white-haired teen skipped downstairs and into the kitchen, opening the cupboard and taking out the necessary ingredients for pancakes. Then he frowned. 'Why do I make pancakes again?' Ryou asked himself. As he pondered this difficult question, Bakura used the mindlink.

/Hikari/

/Yes/

/Can we have pancakes/

/...Fine./

Ryou sighed. That was why. Bakura was so irresistable, and he probably didn't know it. But oh well, he was still undeniable. Ryou turned his focus to Friday. Three days from now, it was he and Bakura's anniversary (1). But instead of being sorry and remorseful that Bakura had most likely forgotten, he was counting on Bakura to forget. That was the only way anything would work.

So Ryou flipped the pancakes deftly with one hand, leaning over and pouring orange juice in to a cup with practiced ease. He set the pan of pancakes down and turned around, tripping over his shoelaces.

Fortunately Bakura picked this time to amble into the kichen. He smiffed the air, smelling pancakes, and was about to compliment Ryou when he noticed his hikari trip. Forgetting the slow-motion drama, he sprinted to Ryou and caught him by the waist. (2)

"Er..thanks, Bakura. The pancakes are ready," Ryou said after a silence. Bakura nodded, grinning ear-to-ear, and pulled Ryou upright. "Welcome." Ryou got to his feet steadily and reached up, getting the syrup down. He handed it to Bakura and turned his back on him, intending to give him the plate of pancakes, when something sticky and wet began to drip down the back of his shirt.

"Bakura! You just squirted syrup down my shirt!" Ryou screamed. He whirled around; Bakura was grinning devilishly. "Damn it!" Ryou shouted, tackling Bakura. He grabbed a pancake and fishslapped Bakura upside the head with it twice. His yami was still grinning as he rolled over and tickled Ryou.

"Nooo! Bakura! You--know--I'm--TICKLISH!" Ryou laughed, squirming fiercely. In between clutching his sides he managed to get his fingersup and against his yami's sides. Bakura broke out in hysteria as Ryou tickled him back.

"And you're extra ticklish!" Ryou exclaimed, using this as a distraction. He pitted his weight upwards and toppled Bakura over onto his back. "Say it!'

"Okay, okay! I--AM--TICKLISH!" Bakura screamed. Ryou elt go of his yami and rolled away. Bakura was chuckling still, his eyes half open. He rolled onto his side to face Ryou, smiling in what, had it been a different place and action, could have been very suggestive, said, "That was fun."

"We should do this more often," Ryou agreed, smiling.

Hibi: Did you like it? I hope you did..

Bakura: There she is! -tackles Hibi-

Ryou: Who's your crush?

Kib: TEEEEELLLL USSS!

Hibi: Fine, fine! It's this guy named Drew in my classwho sits in front of me.

Kib: HIM?

Hibi: Yes, him. Why?

Kib: Uh...no reason.

Bakura, Ryou, and Hibi: -turns to stare suspiciously at Kib-

Kib: What?

What's Kib hiding? Does she know something about 'Drew?' Will Ryou ever get the syrup out of his clothes? Will Bakura sustain mental injuries from being fishslapped with a pancake? Will you guys find out what happens next? Of course, weirdoes! Just read on!'

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