Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh

Ryou sat on the bed with his eyes glued to the TV in front of him. He couldn't believe this was what his roommate watched in his spare time! Ryou knew Bakura lusted for another man's touch but he had graphic novels, movies, and even had a vibrator. He hadn't meant to find them; he had come into Bakura's room to find hair dye to change his light hair color. Ryou wanted to look different from his yami, even if that changing the one part of him he liked most. But instead of finding dye he found several movies without names, disturbingly detailed books and a vibrator. Ryou hadn't touched the books or the sex toy but looked at the movies and put on in. Since Bakura wouldn't be back for another hour he had time. Twenty minutes later Ryou was watching entranced by what he saw and only the phone ringing tore his eyes from the screen.

"Hello, this is Ryou speaking." Ryou muted the television.

"Hey what are you up to Ryou?" Bakura's clear voice came from the other end.

"Nothing just looking for hair dye."

"What? Why, I thought you liked your hair." Bakura was shocked.

"I do but I want to look different from you."

"What do you mean? We can't be anymore different. I mean, for Ra's sake Ryou, look at us. Our clothes are completely different; our personalities clash with one another besides the fact of our sexualities! There couldn't be anyone more different than we are. Anyway we don't have hair dye, or at least I don't."

"I know I already looked everywhere in your room for some."

"…." Silence. "You didn't find anything did you?"

"Well…"

"What did you find?"

"Books, movies, and toys I will never touch." There was a moment of silence as if Bakura was debating whether Ryou was telling the truth.

"Ok, but nothing else?" Bakura asked wearily.

"Nothing else. Why what else do you have in this mess?" Ryou inquired looking around the room; unmade bed, clothes all over the floor, cups, and plates, it was a mess.

"Hey I get the hint, I'll clean my space when I get home." Bakura said hoping to change the subject.

"What else do you have in here?" Ryou demanded.

"Just some journals and personal shit, ok?" His friend sounded angry. "Look, I'll be home soon, I'm just going out for a drink with Duke ok?"

"Ok. Oh, what do you want for dinner?"

"Umm, I was just going to eat while I was out with Duke." Bakura confessed.

"Oh, ok, see you when you get home." Ryou hung up feeling somehow hurt by Bakura's date with Duke. Bakura had gone on dates with the blacked haired boy before and it always ended the same, Bakura leaving Duke's house after they had "fun". Ryou looked back at the TV and then at the closet where the rest of the movies, books, and vibrator lay.

"Why does he like it so much?" Ryou wondered to himself. He was crossing borders he knew he shouldn't but he wanted to understand his roommate better….

later

Bakura walked in the door with seven pints of ice cream, each a different flavor; vanilla, orange sherbet, chocolate, dark chocolate, strawberry, rocky road, and lemon.

"I have to find out what he likes." Bakura told himself as he put away the ice cream, went upstairs to his room and stopped dead. He looked around his room everything was clean. His clothes were put away, nothing on the floor, no dishes at all, and Ryou sleeping on his bed. Bakura went to the closet and saw that Ryou had labeled were everything was.

"He did all this?" Bakura wondered to himself. He checked his stash of bad things.

"Everything looks in order…wait why is this warm I haven't used it lately?" He said upon touching his sex toy. "Wait, one of my videos is missing." Bakura went to the VCR and ejected his tape. "What have you been up to little one?" He pondered looking at his sleeping friend. Bakura put his video up and closed his closet door for the first time in three years.

"Ryou, Ryou." Bakura shook Ryou awake.

"Huh? Bakura?" Ryou blinked.

"Thank you for cleaning my room, you didn't have to. Want some ice cream? I bought seven different flavors because I didn't know what you liked."

"Oh, ok, I'll have some, and my favorite flavor is vanilla." Ryou answered getting off Bakura's bed.

"Typical innocent you." Bakura sighed ushering him into the kitchen.

"Well I'll try something new." Ryou winced as he sat down in a chair.

"What?" His yami asked looking at Ryou in his white shirt and blue jeans.

"Nothing." Ryou lied as Bakura, dressed in a tight black tank top and leather pants, set the pints of ice cream down in front of Ryou and getting cups and bowls. The flavors were chocolate, vanilla, strawberry, lemon, double chocolate chunk, toffee, and orange sherbet.

"What are the cups for?"

"Drinks, you want a soda float, a milkshake perhaps?" Bakura opened the ice cream and showed them to Ryou.

"I'll have what you're having." Ryou said shocking Bakura.

"Um…ok." Bakura took a scoop of every kind of ice cream and put them in each glass and then got a bottle out of the cabinet and poured it in the glasses then mixed it up.

"What ice cream do you want?" Bakura asked as he got himself one of every flavor.

"One of each, please."

"Please?? I will just this once but from now on I want you to demand it, ok?" Bakura started to put two scoops of ice cream in Ryou's bowl and put the rest in his own.

"Ok" Ryou dung into his ice cream with Bakura.

Later

Bowls are empty and Bakura and Ryou were on the couch watching reruns of Will and Grace.

"I think my new favorite flavor is the double chocolate chunk ice cream." Ryou confessed as he sat down with his drink.

"Really I kind of like strawberry." (an: Bakura's way of saying it rocked and it's his favorite.)

"You are a very big liar Grace Adler."

"No I'm not. Now, could you sign this I'm trying to get out of jury duty." The TV was the only noise in the room besides the sound of them drinking their alcoholed ice cream. Bakura glanced at Ryou and noticed he was drinking it awfully fast.

"Ryou slow down or-"

"Ouch!" He put his hand on his head. "Brain freeze."

"That and you'll get drunk. That's alcohol I put in there."

"Really? I can't even taste it"

"That's the point. How do you think I lost my virginity?"

"You mean you're innocence?"

"No I never had that." Ryou laughed at this.

"Who took your virginity?" Bakura fell silent to this question.

"Marik took me out for ice cream when we were about 14, way before I knew you and gave me a spiked ice cream float. Well I didn't taste it and got drunk. Marik then took me to his house and…" Bakura trailed off thinking of that night.

"You weren't always into guys were you?" Ryou looked at him in concern.

"No, but Marik was my best friend and I would have turned this way regardless when I met you. Marik just sped up the process." There were a few tears in his eyes but he would be damned if he was going to let them fall, especially in front of the person he wanted most and Ryou would have known that had he found his journals. Luckily he hasn't, yet.

"Did he hurt you?"

"Yes but it always hurts the first few times, but you already know that." Ryou stared

"What?"

"I found one of my tapes in the VCR and my "sex toy" was warm and I haven't used it lately. Did you do that before or after I called?" Bakura smirked as Ryou's face reddened by his words.

"I started the movie before and the vibrator after."

"How did it feel when you turned it on?"

"I didn't. It hurt too much to put it in. I bled Bakura, that's why I cleaned your room and lit an incense." Ryou was looking down, now finished with his drink.

"That's why I smelled violets and roses when I walked in." Ryou nodded.

"I thought you might like it. I'm sorry I fell asleep on your bed, but I was so exhausted." Ryou expected to be hit and braced himself for it.

"It's alright. I did like that smell but it was weird smelling it in my room. I'm used to smelling my cinnamon incense when I walk in my room."

"I couldn't find your incense so I used mine." Ryou looked ashamed.

"Well at least you won't try it again." Bakura got up and headed to his room. Ryou thought he sounded diminished by that.

"'Kura…" Ryou washed out the cups and bowls and went to bed with a slight stagger in his walk. Bakura was in his room chugging down alcohol to drown out his thought of getting Ryou in his bed and him fucking him and talking his "innocence" as he put it away.

Please read, review, and tell me how I do.

This is me first fanfic so please be nice. I have already written to chapter 9 in a notebook so hopefully I can type them up soon and get them posted.

In the next chapter: Bakura trys to accept that he can't have Ryou and Ryou starts questioning how he feels about Bakura