-le gasp!- It's almost the end of DC! O.O We only have two, at the most, chapters left. xD It' so sad! Boohoo! ... I better save the tears for the last chapter so I don't seem emotionless. Heh.
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Ryou's eyes widened a few inches before returning to their regular size, "Liar."
"I'm sure you hate me right about now," Airashii muttered, waving her hands,
"But I'm telling the truth."
"And why should I believe you?" Ryou hissed, turning back to the balcony.
"Because, first off, Bakura's not my type," Airashii chuckled lightly.
"And?"
Airashii smiled in Ryou's direction, "And Bakura loves you very much."
Ryou glanced to his side, "You're lying again."
"No, I'm not. Ryou- if you don't listen to me! Bakura loves you too much for you to act this way! He put all this together. You and him were sitting and talking about your middle school and you mentioned me, didn't you?"
Ryou turned back to Airashii, "And if I did?"
Airashii sighed heavily, the tension practically suffocating her, "Afterwards, he tracked and called me. He wanted to ask me to help him. And listen to me, Ryou, he was shy about this. He was begging me to go along with this. The sound of him begging was such a heartbreaking sound. Now over the time I've spent with you two, I've learned that that was a completely different side of Bakura.
"I really wish that you'd just admit it, Ryou. You love him just as much as he loves you. Wouldn't you love to wake up every morning and hear him tell you he loves you in that odd way of his?"
Ryou's heart silently skipped a beat as he thought about it. Of course he'd love to hear that coming from Bakura!
"..."
"Don't deny it!" Airashii planted a hand on Ryou's shoulder.
"You're absolutely wonderful, Ryou. You're too good a guy to have to roam loveless."
Airashii's eyes shifted quickly, "Isn't that right, Bakura?"
Ryou sniffed and turned his head slowly, eyes landing on the stiff form of his snowy-haired yami. Chocolate eyes clashed with also chocolate eyes.
"Bakura ...?" Ryou silently whispered, his hands clutched tightly against his chest.
He didn't know exactly what was happening. But he could feel the quick fluttering of his heart, the tight clutching of his hands, the heavy feel of the air, the- sound of Ryuuji partying? Ryou groaned, turning to the glass window where Ryuuji was currently dancing like it was 'Boys Gone Wild'.
"What the hell?" Bakura hissed, slamming the door open.
Ryuuji suddenly stopped dancing and waved to them before grabbing onto Seto's tie and dragging him closer so as to get him to dance. It didn't work...
"Ahem!" Airashii coughed lightly before stepping between Bakura and Ryou.
"Now look, I don't have all day. Bakura isn't paying me much for this."
"Wait, you're paying her? I actually come to a cost for you?" Ryou asked, pointing at himself.
Bakura grunted, crossing his arms over his chest and feeling pretty flushed. Ryou grinned before jumping on Bakura and cuddling into his side. Bakura's eyes adverted from side to side before he hesitantly wrapped an arm around Ryou.
Airashii sighed before quickly clapping her hands together.
"So, who wants to go dance the night away? I know I do!"
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Ryou was still dazed as Airashii and Otogi wiped the dance floor with everyone. Bakura was standing next to him, his hand gripping his glass of wine tightly and eyes shifting around the room. Ryou glanced over at him before turning fully and smiling. Bakura caught sight of the beaming boy and turned in the other direction.
"What?" He hissed, getting more and more fidgety by the second.
"I love you, Baku."
Thin arms wrapped around Bakura and hugged him, nearly suffocating him with that warm, fuzzy feeling called love. Bakura groaned as he tried to push the clinging boy off him, annoyed with the many 'awe's they got from bystanders.
"Awe! Isn't that so cute, Seto-koi? But, noooo! You don't let me hug you like that!"
Ryou loosened his grip to smile at Ryuuji and Seto. Ryuuji sent him a confident wink, whilst gaining a 'I-hope-no-one-important-sees-me-here-with-you' glance from Seto.
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That very night, Ryuuji invited Ryou, Bakura, Yugi, Yami, Jou, Honda, Anzu, Shizuka, and even Airashii to a sleepover. They all camped out in an over-sized room that was twice the size of the room Ryuuji's party had been in. Seto had demanded so for the sake of KaibaCorp. Apparently, Ryuuji was enough of a distraction when he was trying to get his pants and would be even worse if he had his friends to entertain while still trying to woo him. On some small terms and conditions, Ryuuji agreed.
"So, who wants to spill something juicy?" Ryuuji asked, clapping his hands together.
"Ryuuji, we're tired!" Anzu groaned, rolling onto her stomach.
True, everyone was sprawled out on the floor in funny-designed pajamas with sleepy looks on their faces. Like that was going to stop Ryuuji from starting something.
"Hey, where's our lovebirds?"
Airashii raised a finger to catch his attention, "Ryou went to the bathroom to change and Bakura followed. It's been 45 minutes."
And she wasn't lying. As a matter of fact, when the noise from the bathroom had become too much and Seto had nearly kicked the door down to find out who was making racket and distracting him from his work, Bakura was chasing a giggle-fitted Ryou around the large bathroom, occasionally knocking some stuff over. Seto kicked them out and called for a maid to clean it up.
"Ooh, Seto-koi had to kick you out? What were you doing?" Ryuuji asked, a spoon hanging from his mouth.
Ryou and Bakura stood with their stuff in hand, Bakura grumbling something about a certain 'stuck-up, stick-up-the-ass CEO', as he had so sweetly put it.
Ryou blushed heavily and waved his free hand, trying to dodge the subject, "Nothing really."
Yami raised an eyebrow, glancing at Bakura, "Just what were you doing? I would have expected Jou to get kicked out first, if anyone."
Bakura growled at the former pharaoh, "That has nothing to do with you."
"It must have to do with something to get you kicked out, Ryou-chan." Shizuka added, noting Ryou's unusually ruffled hair and flushed face.
"No, really, it's nothing, but we had better be going before Seto-kun gets any angrier."
"Now, Ryou, you know I can make some arrangements with Seto-koi." Ryuuji gave a lecherous smile, seeming more in for his benefits than Ryou's.
"Don't worry, Ryuuji. Me and Bakura can stay home. We'll be fine."
"Define fine for me. Because knowing Bakura, you won't survive the night." Honda muttered, leaning back against Jou's side.
Bakura glared at Honda before grabbing Ryou's hips and forcefully pulling him back against him. The sudden move gained a shrill 'eek' from Ryou and a few giggles erupted from the crowd on the floor.
"Oh, no, Honda, I don't think Ryou's ass will survive the night."
The group suddenly burst out laughing, Ryou's face heavily flushed as Bakura smirked, his breath brushing Ryou's neck.
"Didn't I kick you out? Now you're just making more noise."
Ryuuji immediately pounced on his brunette lover, who was standing in the doorway.
"Seto-koi ... can't they stay? Please...?"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"But Seto-koi! I'll do anything you want me to."
There was a short silence, followed by the short and cruel, "No."
"What? No? Not even if I dressed up as a nurse and-"
"Haven't we already discussed this? You running around as a nurse is more disturbing than it is sexy."
"Er... we'll be going now." Ryou muttered, inching towards the door.
"No! I'm wearing him out, Ryou! He'll give in soon! I promise h-"
"Ryuuji. Let it go." Honda interrupted, shaking his head.
"Ya know, Seto-koi. Sometimes I think you do have a stick up your ass."
"And?"
"It's not mine."
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When will my random endings end? Oh, well. I know it took me forever to get this out, but understand- I was having a crisis. Yes, a crisis. Note the underline. We had death in the family and everyone was grieving. I don't find it appropriate to update a story you're writing for fun and making no profit on (DISCLAIMER!) when you're dealing with death of a loved one.
But on a lighter note, I'll get DC's last chapter out in the next two days if not 2 hours from now. O-O