The two boys gathered their things (after changing of course) and left back to the school, where they set up their new dorm. Malik had decided to check out their library, and Bakura went back home to say good-bye to Ryo. By the time he got there, Ryo had already arrived.
Bakura found it difficult to find the words, "Hey, Ryo…" His hikari looked up at him with wide eyes. "Malik and I… We're moving into a dorm at the school, just for this semester, okay?"
Ryo nodded, "Yeah, it's fine. Hey, Bakura…" Ryo began uneasily.
"Yes, Ryo?" Bakura questioned.
For a moment, Ryo went to continue, but he, "Never minded…" instead.
And they were caught in an entwining silence, neither spoke nor moved. Finally, Bakura brought himself to hug his hikari goodbye and he left.
When he got back to the dorm (sneaking his way through, of course) and opened the door, Malik was in another skirt and putting lipstick on, with out a shirt.
Bakura cocked an eyebrow, "What are you doing?"
Malik seemed slightly embarrassed, "Nothing…"
Shrugging it off, Bakura plopped onto the couch, still watching the shirtless Malik in a skirt. "Why did you buy skirts? I mean, when you have the option of pants, why skirts?"
Malik pivoted in defense, "What does it matter, Bakura?" He nearly shouted, which only furthered Bakura's confusion. "I mean, this is a fun opportunity, we can wear the stuff and not look weird. And besides," he turned back to the mirror, "skirts look better on me."
Bakura slightly shuddered and shook his head, "Sometimes I worry about you…"
In response, Malik stuck his butt out at Bakura and stuck out his tongue. He wiped off the lipstick and took off the skirt, making Bakura look the other way as he changed into an enormous shirt for bed. Malik curled up next to Bakura on the couch and turned on the TV. It was some random show that Bakura despised and he left to take a shower.
Me: ahh… so very bored… so bored…
Bakura: I can entertain you…
Me: evil laugh at you people