Chapter 5 – Short, sweet, and nonviolent

Soon after Ryuo had entered his room and stared in disbelief at a sleeping Bakura, he had awoken. Ryuo had for gotten all about his instruction to come home immediately after school and expecting Bakura had already over dosed on kindness for the next month or more, he was expecting the worst possible scenario. But instead Bakura only grunted sleepily and got up and headed down to the living space. Ryuo waited until he was all the way down the stairs before making his bed and deciding maybe to do a little quiet house work.

However before he could begin, Bakura yelled from downstairs for Ryuo to come and watch the television with him. As soon as Ryuo was ushered to the same couch which Bakura was seated he immediately became very tense. Bakura sensed it yet decided not to react in any way for the time being. For once the thief seemed almost at peace, sleeping through the night and into the day without a single dream was unusual for him. After Ryuo had relaxed a little, Bakura stretched out more and leaned against his light making Ryuo blush slightly. He wasn't sure why he was in such an excellent mood or why he felt like being nice to Ryuo but for the time being it felt good.

As the night went on, Ryuo cooked dinner and he and Bakura ate together with light conversation. They continued to watch television on into the night with Bakura deciding to make Ryuo lay in his lap. He assumed it would go over well when he noticed Ryuo increasing exhaustion, but when Ryuo started shaking and tears started forming in his soft eyes he decided to let the boy sit back up. He had forgotten to consider previous head in lap occurrences. Ryuo finally told Bakura he was going to prepare for bed and left to take his shower shortly afterwards.

Once Ryuo exited the shower he was glad to be going to bed with out any other run ins with Bakura until morning. After putting on his night pants and slipping into his feather bed with all his numerous soft pillows he quickly began to drift into a blissful slumber. That is, until Bakura came through the door dragging one of his own pillows and wearing nothing but his usual bed time boxers.


Cliff hanger. Sorry for the short and still quit uneventful chapter (especially without a single word from even one character). This one was slightly more entertaining I hope. I will be making the next, and most likely last, chapter of this series, much more exciting. After the next chapter I will probably leave it as a "you can assume what happens from here" type of situation. One last yaoi and lots of fluff. Last chance for any input.