Ch 17
"Class please pay attention." No one paid any notice. This teacher was dull and didn't teach them much of anything. At the sight of Bakura walking in the door, however, Yugi sat up and paid attention. "This is our new transfer student, Bakura Eru," The teacher told them. "Bakura-san, would you tell us about yourself?"
"I had been staying with father, but he sent me here to be company for my twin, Ryou-chan." Bakura smiled at Ryou, establishing their relationship instantly. "It's nice to meet you." He bowed politely and moved to a seat by Ryou.
Yugi fidgeted all through class, twisting his hands together as he wondered how Bakura had managed this. He really hoped that he hadn't done anything illegal, but that was highly doubtful. The most pressing question was why Bakura was in school at all. He would have thought that Bakura would avoid something as structured as high school like the plague, but here he was, answering the teacher's questions with Ryou's gentle politeness, the edge of sarcasm barely present in his address. There was an aura of peace around him that had never been present before.
Kaiba was watching him like a hawk. Yugi had forgotten to tell the CEO that Bakura had reformed and was going to be creating a body for himself. He just hoped that Kaiba would understand and wouldn't try to do anything to the newly embodied spirit.
Fingers drummed on the desk impatiently as the teacher droned on about the sentence structure of English. He normally tried to pay attention in school, but the mysteries of Bakura were much more important than good grades. Glancing over at said spirit, he was amazed to see the other leaning over his desk as he diligently took notes. Ryou, on the other hand, was sketching in his notepad. Looking between them, Yugi suddenly understood why Ryou wasn't taking notes. He was living with Bakura now. If he needed notes, he could steal his yami's.
Bakura glanced up, and gave Yugi a dark, secretive smile before turning back to his papers. Yugi shivered, eyes glowing, feeling Bakura's dark smile turned his way several minutes after he'd turned away. His cheeks glowed red and he stared dreamily at the thief.
"Mouto!" He was shaken from his reverie by the teacher's sharp voice. "I expect you to pay attention in my class. Stand outside." Yugi obediently picked up two pails of water and walked out to stand outside the door, and bucket in each hand. What had happened last night to make Bakura so happy? And more importantly, could he find out how to do it again?
He was so lost in his thoughts that it startled him when the door opened and everyone piled out. Gratefully, he took the buckets inside and set them down. Stretching his aching arms, he apologized to the teacher for his inattention before taking off to find Bakura.
Ryou gave him a cheerful smile when he sat down. "Bakura completed the second spell last night!" he announced happily. "Isn't that wonderful!" Yugi immediately felt a conflicting mess of emotions. It was wonderful that Bakura was so happy and that he had succeeded in freeing his family, but what if he didn't need Yugi anymore now that he had finished the spells and the research for them? Plus, he felt guilty now. He should have known that it would take something really special to make Bakura that happy.
A crooked finger summoned Yugi to the door where Bakura stood leaning against the frame. He stared up at Bakura, heart beating faster at their closeness, and found himself yanked against the other's chest, head tilted up, and a demanding mouth on his. With a sigh of contentment, he melted into Bakura's embrace, kissing the thief as hard as he could. Perhaps he had been wrong this whole time. It certainly seemed like Bakura had noticed him.
