Leiko: I HAVE RETURNED! THANKS TO LEI-SAN'S BRIBES:eats lollipop happily: LALALOLLIPOP! XD Anywho… I'm so happy about al of your reviews! And… to top it all off, I GOT FIVE WITHIN ONE NIGHT:pumps fists: I think… o.O Oh, well. EITHER WAY! That makes me extra happy and boosts my energy level! n.n

Here're some shoutouts to the first 5 reviewers!

Scenario: I'm glad to hear that you… er… "likey likey" the story… XD lol THANKS FOR THE REVIEW!

Kat1132: yes! I've gotten someone hooked on the first chapter:dances: lol. Oh… don't worry… there's a lot in store for those two…. Heh heh heh. :rubs hands together evilly:

Dark Magician Girl Hikaru: Midnight, huh? Lol, yeah. I meant to put romance and general cause I didn't think it would be funny ALL the time… but maybe if I get enough people telling me I should change it to humor/general, I will! n.n

DutchDuelist: It does sound like him, doesn't it? I mean, honestly… you don't think he'd take small bites and then dab at the corners of his mouth with a fancy napkin, right? o.O;

Caiancaldasar: I thought about three boxes, but I figured that that might be too much, even for Kura-chan. So I decided to lower it to two. Poor Ryou…. Poor Foodless Ryou… u.u;

Chapter 2

Seeing as ho the speaking garbage disposal with an attitude devoured all the pizza, leaving me with an empty wallet AND stomach, I retired to the refridgerator, praying that Bakura hadn't raided my one last place left for food either. After taking over, I glared at the back of his semi-transparent head as he left the room before opening the fridge… only to find a slice of cheese, about a quarter cup of mil, and an energy drink.

"Dammit all!" I screamed, stomping my foot in an annoyed manner. I could hear Bakura chuckling from the other room and turned to glare at him , putting my hands on my hips.

Why so angry, Aibou? He purred, trying his best to act as though he honestly had no idea why I was so pissed. Wait… Aibou? I looked at him in disbelief. He hardly ever called me anything other than Hikari. Although, I did get a few 'loser's and 'idiot's here and there, but never Aibou.

(a/n: for those of you who don't know what aibou is, it mainly means partner or companion)

What are you looking at?

"Did you just cal me..?" I couldn't make myself believe it. Let alone say it aloud. The only times I had ever actually heard that word used was when I was with Yuugi and Atem. But, NEVER from Bakura's mouth. Out of those… those beautiful lips… OH MY GOD! What the hell was I thinking? I immediately shut off the mind link, afraid that Bakura might have sensed what was running thorugh my mind and turned abck to the refridgerator with a flushed face, dropping the Aibou subject all together. At least….

For now, anyways…. I thought to myself. I quickly grabbed the energy drink from the shelf and furried up the stairs to my room, not darking to even glance at my Yami, who was sitting on the couch, watch the show that I had left on from earlier. I quickly shut up my and walked over to my bed, sitting down. My head was pounding from all the thoughts running through my mind. Aibou…. What thell caused him to say that? AndWHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING AFTERWARDS? I smacked myself on the head continually with a book, left unfinished, on my nightstand.

Chill Ryou… He was probably just trying to get you freaked out…

I growled.

Well, it worked.

That still left… that other thing. I was concentrating so hard on what could have caused me to think such a thought, (a/n: THINK SUCH A THOUGHT! XD) that I hadn't even realized that the mind link had opened once more and that Bakura had drifted into the room through the door. (a/n: YES! Through the door. Spirit form.. Remember?)

"Quick thinking so much… You're giving me a headache!" He growled.

"ACK!" I toppled off my bed, my heart going 100 miles per second. "Would you mind letting someone know before you sneak in and scare them shitless?" I screamed, sitting up quickly and rubbing my throbbing head, having hit it on the surface on my nightstand on the way down.

"Where's the fun in that..?" He asked with a smug look. He looked down at me with half a smirk and crossed arms. He knew something. Either it was something that I didn't know… Or something that I… DIDN'T WANT HIM TO KNOW…. Oh, God.

"What are you looking at?" I said, jumping up quickly, turning to my desk, trying to hide my flustered expression. Not to mention the tears that were forming in the corners of my eyes, thanks to my pulsating head and the damned nightstand.

I could just see his face. Smug with that horrible jerk smirk of his. I looked up and saw his reflection in the window. His head was tilted to the to the side slightly. I was right about the look he was giving me. "Awe… Poor Hikari… No need to be embarrassed." His tone of voice sent a shiver up my spine. What was he planning?

What makes you think I'm planning anything..? He asked. I glared down at the table top. Damn mind link. Ruining everything. I was never going to hear the end of this. And, knowing Bakura, he'd probably find some way to blackmail me with it. My life was over. I might as well just jump out the window. I suppose that would be a nice quick death. I peered out at the ground outside. Then again, that was a long way down. Suddenly, I was pulled backwards gently, being wrapped in a pair of strong arms.

"You shouldn't think such things…" He whispered, his breath tickling my ear. Aibou… I knew he simply added this to see my reaction. My face grew hot, both from embarrassment and anger, as I stood there dumbly, encased in his now solid arms. He was doing this just to see me squirm. I knew it. But, I couldn't find myself able to pull away. I actually liked it. For some odd reason, I was enjoying it. I knew Bakura could tell that my face was on fire and he nuzzled my cheek, nibbling on my ear afterwards.

"We need groceries…" He purred. I could feel the smirk grow on his lips.

"Damn it." I growled, pulling myself away from him. I turned to throw him a glare of my shoulder, forcing my face to return to it's usual color. Or at least… close to it anyways. "Why do you enjoy torturing me so much?"

"I don't…" He seemed to contemplate this. "Okay, maybe I do. But it's only cause you're such an easy target." He said, tossing in that signature jerk smirk of his.

I spun myself around, and put my hands on my hips. "Just WHAT, exactly, is THAT supposed to mean?"

He crossed his arms, back in his original, semi-transparent form. "You know what it means. You're the easiest to get at and annoy."

"I am not!" I said stubbornly, copying his motion and crossing my arms as well. I thought for a moment and then realized that it was true. I always let Bakura get under my skin and piss me off over the littlest things.

You see? I'm always right.

I have him a harsh glance. "Well, not for long. I'm gonna deflate that oversized ego of yours!" I said, pointing accusingly. "You're gonna have to find some other loser to pick on!" It took me a few moments before I realized what I had just called myself. Obviously, Bakura had noticed it to. He broke out into a loud laugh and looked at me with a face full of pity.

"Yeah. Good luck with that."

Then he left, still chuckling quietly. I'd make him swallow his words. He was gonna regret the day that he ever used me as a means of entertainment.

I stayed up the whole night, planning my comeback. Who knew that thinking up revenge strategies could be so hard. Bakura made it look like a piece of cake. But, after a long three hours, it finally hit me. I bounded out of bed, and dug through my closet, finally finding my secret weapon.

"What in Ra's name are you wearing?" Bakura hissed as I entered the family room the following morning.

"Clothes. What's it look like?" I replied matter-of-factly. Although I was definitely uncomfortable as hell in the tight leather pants, and torn sleeveless t-shirt, I knew I was getting at Bakura first thing. I had no idea why I had allowed Yuugi to waste my hard earned money on clothes such as thest when a sweater and jeans were perfectly fine. Nevertheless, my plan was working. I gave him and innocent smile and then walked to the door, throwing on a jean jacket that had been bought with everything else.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"The grocery store." I said, acting as though it were nothing out of the ordinary. I looked at him from over my shoulder. "Need me to pick anything up for you?"

Bakura jumped up and marched over to where I was standing, glaring at my accusingly. "No Hikari of mine is going out like… THAT." He said, waving his hand in disgust at my attire.

"You know you like it…" I said, taking a few steps forwards placing me inches away from his scowling face. "Besides, that just pinpoints your problem." I pinched his cheek, gave him another innocent smile and walked to the door, opening it. I looked back at him over my shoulder. "I'm not yours."

Then I left the house with a quite satisfying slam.

W00T! W00T! GO RYOU! GO RYOU! GO GO! XD Yeah! That's what Bakura get's for being a jerk all the time! Wonder what he's going to do in retaliation! o.O Review please! n.n