Life for rent
Chapter 9: Resolutions?
Maru: Hiya! So, everyone wants a longer chappie, so I will do my best to do so, Na No Da!
Bakura: yeah sure.
Maru: (shot down) Aww, come on Bakura, I can do it if I put my mind to it
Bakura: whatever you say…
Maru: (clueless of sarcasm) OK! (smiles)
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Ryou was woken up by the sudden sunshine coming in through the window. It took him a couple minutes to realize that he was in bed with Bakura. He tried to get up, but Bakura subconsciously pulled him closer to himself and snuggled his face in Ryou's hair. It appeared that Ryou was Bakura's shield from the sun.
The hikari laid his head back down on his pillow. Bakura nuzzled through the angel's hair and leaned over to peck his other half's cheek.
"Mmorning host."
"Hm?"
"I'm kidding."
Ryou smiled and sat up in bed. He stretched his arms, but was suddenly pulled down again. He gave Bakura an annoyed look, but Bakura just ignored it.
"What? It was tempting."
"Right."
The telephone started to ring and Ryou had to fight his way out of his Yami's grip.
"Bakura! Let go, the phone is ringing!"
There was no response, except if you called a groan a response that came from Bakura. The phone screamed again. Ryou grabbed a pillow and began plummeting Bakura across the head. That was not a smart thing to do.
While Bakura was still holding on to Ryou, he made himself and his hikari roll off the bed, but they didn't stop there. The phone screamed for the third time.
"Bakura! I have to answer it." Ryou continued "beating" Bakura with the Cush pillow. (A/N: I have two of those, very comfortable might I say!) To avoid getting battered in the eyes by a pillow, Bakura tucked his head and rolled once making him pin Ryou to the ground. The room went quiet with only the two albino's labored breathing.
The front door of the apartment opened and closed. Both tired boys looked toward the door (in Ryou's case he looked up at the door). They listened as footsteps traveled from the front entrance towards their room. The phone screamed for the fifth time. ("Does that damn thing ever shut up"-Bakura. "Hm…someone must really want to talk to us, he he"-Ryou)
The stranger seemed to stop and the sound of the phone being picked up off its receiver came.
"Hello?" It was Marik, "yeah, he's here, hold on."
Marik walk down the hall and poked his head in the doorway. He opened his mouth to announce a phone call for someone, but stopped when he found Bakura on top of Ryou. (A/N: they have clothes on, he he)
"OooK…interesting…" Marik look at his hand and realized the phone was in his hand.
"Oh! Ryou, phone call for you."
He started to give Ryou the phone when Bakura's hand wormed out and grabbed it.
"Who is it?"
"Hey, it's me Yuugi-"
Bakura pushed the end call button and handed the phone back to Marik. Ryou gave him a confused look.
"Who was it?" he asked.
"Bill collectors."
The hikari eyes widened and he scrambled up from the ground to the kitchen. Bakura got up calmly and followed. In the kitchen, Ryou was desperately shoveling through the drawers looking for late bills. Bakura grabbed the mail from yesterday and gently whacked Ryou on the head. Marik walked into the kitchen.
"I kid, I kid, I've been paying the bills, it was an ad."
A loud sigh/groan came from Ryou as Bakura and Marik laughed, in their view, as politely as possible. Ryou gave them a little glare, but dropped it when Bakura waltzed over and gave him a quick pat. Bakura walked over to Marik and pulled him out of the kitchen.
"By the way, what are you doing here?"
Marik rolled his eyes. "No need to be suspicious, just checking up on you two."
"That is very…unlike you."
"People changed Bakura."
"You're too loony to change that quick!"
Marik jabbed Bakura's chest. "You're not one to talk."
"Huh?"
"Ryou, you changed for Ryou, remember how you use to be."
Bakura thought back to the first year he met Ryou. He wasn't very nice to him. Bakura used Ryou and hurt him many times. His hikari use to fear him and flinched whenever he moved toward him. He shook the thought away. Bakura looked back at the Egyptian and smirked.
"You're still too loony."
Marik just laughed. "Well, I'm going to leave you two alone before you pull a nutty on me."
"You know, I just might do that now." Bakura said in fake thoughtfulness.
"I'm leaving, bye!" Marik hurried himself out the door.
"He he." Bakura walked back to the kitchen.
"Where'd Marik go?"
"Oh, he went home." Bakura answered absentmindedly while rummaging through the fridge. Ryou reached into the fridge and pulled out the relish.
"I think this is what you were looking for." He said handing the jar to Bakura.
"Yep." He snatched the relish from Ryou and went into the living room. Ryou made a sick face as he watched his yami eat the contents. (A/N: well, he ate raw garlic in the millennium series, so I don't think it makes a difference, garlic relish.) He turned back to the kitchen and made himself something more appetizing; hot chocolate. Every since his stay with Tozuku, he gained a habit of drinking hot chocolate for breakfast along with his "normal" food.
He walked into the living and joined his lover to watching the TV. Ryou slowly turned his head, watching his yami stick his finger in the jar and lick the relish off.
"Um…Bakura? How can you eat that?"
"I don't know, but I like it." He gave a smirk.
Ryou shuddered at the thought and looked at the TV. It was Bakura's usual genre-violence. But despite that he felt content to be with his yami. The hot chocolate started to make him a little drowsy so he leaned his head on Bakura's shoulder and just sat there; closing his eyes. A few seconds later, Ryou sensed something in his face so he opened his eyes to find Bakura's face. For a second they just stared, and then his yami blew in his face, which smelled like relish.
"Eww! Bakura!"
Bakura laughed so hard that tears appeared at his eyes. This annoyed Ryou.
"It's not funny! Quit laughing!"
Bakura reposed himself choking a little. Ryou's face softened with worry. The yami saw this and wiped his eyes.
"I'm sorry; it's just your reaction that got me."
Sorry? He said sorry… Ryou thought and smiled again.
"w-what?" Bakura became serious with consciousness.
"Oh nothing."
"Well, go pack your things, everything."
"Huh? What do mean?" it was Ryou's turn for a serious face, "where are we going?"
"You'll see; I've made some arrangements of "my" own."
Bakura continued to consume the relish. Ryou got up and looked at Bakura, confused, but thoughtful, he leaned down and kissed his yami's forehead. Bakura looked up in surprise as Ryou walked away.
As Ryou packed his clothes, he thought about his relationships with Bakura and Tozuku. Was it possible for him to love both of them at the same time? Then again they're both the same person, so would it matter?
Of course it would! I have to treat them each as a separate person.
Ryou's thoughts wandered off towards Bakura's jealousy temper. Would Bakura get jealous of himself, but that would be silly…again with Bakura, things were unpredictable. Pictures of horrible scenarios played in Ryou's head. He flinched at them and dropped them. There was a knock at the door.
"Ryou, you almost done?"
"Yes."
"Well come on."
Ryou followed Bakura out of the apartment. They stopped at the bottom of the stairs. Ryou turned back at the first home he had. It would be kind of sad; so many memories were going to be left behind, good and bad. Bakura saw this and gently pushed the back of his hikari's head to move on.
"Come on let's go." He repeated.
"We're just going to leave everything else here?" Ryou hesitated to move.
"Everything we can't move by ourselves."
"Oh…ok."
Bakura looked at both sides of road and signaled Ryou to cross the road. It was a silent walk. They walked up the street and passed the Kame Game shop. It seemed to go on forever. The bag Ryou was carrying started to get heavy.
Why did I pack so much…
Bakura noticed and took the bag from him. Ryou glanced up at Bakura.
"Bakura?"
No answer.
"Bakura, where are we going?"
Bakura still didn't give an answer. They turned into an alley way. It was then when Ryou realized where they were going. In front of them stood Tozuku's complex, He looked at his Yami's face. Bakura's eye twitched once and he started walking towards that door. Ryou hurried to follow. The yami knocked on the door and it seemed to open at once. Tozuku stood in the doorway; looking back and forth at Bakura and Ryou and smile. He looked back at Bakura and started to say something, but Bakura suddenly lunged himself foreword and took Tozuku's lips, pushing himself and his past self into the apartment, leaving a stunned Ryou on the porch. Ryou ran into the living room to find Bakura on top of Tozuku. He stepped toward Bakura with the stunned look still on his face.
"Ryou…um…I-" He was interrupted as Ryou threw his arms around his Yami's neck. The hikari let go and looked at Bakura; blushing madly.
They both turned their head towards Tozuku and smiled (well in Bakura's case, smirked) Tozuku joined them in the embrace. Both of the ex-thieves press their lips against Ryou cheeks and the hikari blushed ruby. Bakura was the first to stand and pulled Ryou up with him, keeping his arm around his hikari.
"Ok, so that settles things." Bakura announced picking one of the packed bags and handing it to Ryou to start taking to 'their' room. Both Ryou and Tozuku looked at him confused
"Settles what?" Tozuku asked, still halfway in his fantasy world.
"We're moving in, why do you think we had travel bags, you nimrod."
"What?"
"Uh…that's what you were planning…you should of asked first Bakura." Ryou said tugging on Baku's shirt.
"Asking takes up too much time." Bakura stated moving his bags upstairs.
"Wait! Where are you going to stay?"
Tozuku blocked Bakura's way. Bakura semi-glared at him.
"What, you think I'm going to let you have Ryou to yourself, out of the question!"
"What are you talking about? I wasn't even thinking of that."...Well maybe…
"Yes you did, you dirty old man," Bakura pushed him way through and continued up stairs.
"OLD? You shouldn't talk! 3,000 year old spirit of mine!"
They continued arguing as they walked up the stairs. Ryou sighed heavily and followed them up.
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Maru: (sighs) did me do ok with the length? The hard part of making this BakuraXRyouXThief Bakura is Bakura and thief Bakura's personalities are almost the same. (Places a "help wanted" sign) pointers and advice would be appreciated. R&R please