AN: You may skip this note because you hate me by now but its ok I understand. That was WAY too long of a gap and this isn't even a new chapter! Let me explain the long ass story in a condensed way. I got a virus at the start of 09- happy frickin' New Year. It killed my computer and I had to part with it so it could get fixed. It had to get wiped- I nearly cried- no I actually did- when I realized my fanfics would be cleared as well. Author's worst nightmare, eh? But luckily most were saved to a disc- I swear every time I try and type 'disc' another word… Anywho, it took all this time for me to get in contact with my tech savvy cousin and get the disc and my docs. I literally got them two days ago! I know I could've written something without my docs BUT I had started writing it already and I refused to post a redo because I thought what I had was pretty good and I couldn't make it up… sorry I'm rambling! You must've stopped reading this haha! Yes, I'm working on 17 and will have it up ASAP. I swear! I felt so bad leaving you all high and dry for so long, I hope this helps and you like it! God, its past two in the AM and it's a school night er morning… Ahh! (Sorry for any typos, they kill me!)

Chapter Sixteen- Deleted Scene!

(Just after they board the plane)

Of course the gods were against him still. Bakura sneered as the pharaoh's whore took one of the two empty seats he had been eying down. He saw Akeno straighten, anticipating that they'd be split up on the plane. Bakura raised his lip in a quiet snarl, not entirely caring if it went unnoticed- fortunately for him, it did. Akeno started to slowly edge away, trying to be as subtle as possible as to not alert him. Not only is her soul valuable, she also has my Millennium Rod, Bakura thought, sitting next to Tea. She'd be a fool to think I'd let her out of my sight.

"Oh Ryou! I didn't see you before," Tea said then turned to Akeno who was standing there awkwardly, not knowing if she could walk away. "I'm sorry, were you going to sit here? I'll just move-"

Bakura anticipated her objecting to Tea's offer. It was clear that she would have gladly stayed on the self-detonating island it if meant getting away from him. But he wasn't going to have any of that.

"Don't bother, we'll be fine," he said, pulling Akeno onto his lap.

He felt her tense and knew she was just barely keeping herself from leaping off of him. Her back arched away from his chest and she slightly lifted some of her weight off him in a small attempt to not touch him. He smirked at her discomfort and wrapped his arms around her to force her to at least appear relaxed with him. She had been trying to hover an inch above his lap after all; one of the morons would have at some point noticed her sitting so rigidly and asked why she was uncomfortable. She didn't fight him when he forced her to lean into him yet still she didn't relax. She must have known she couldn't get away with disobeying him again. Her previous punishments were mild, in a few short hours they'd be away from the prying eyes of the pharaoh and his stupid friends then he could discipline her however he saw fit and she knew it.

Bakura glanced at the dumb whore giggling at Akeno. "I wonder where you two were all this time," she teased insinuating the most unlikely thing. As if he'd ever bed one of his slaves, that's what whores were for… well, only ones that were somewhat attractive, not like Tea. Akeno turned away from the unattractive whore and stared desperately into space, trying to vanish.

"What's wrong?" he asked in a sweet voice that only she noticed was sickly.

She groaned, "I…I think I'm going to be sick…"

He snorted, ignoring the morons around him bickering. He watched Akeno's reflection in the plane window opposite them, she shut her eyes trying to block out everything. She didn't move for awhile and very slowly, she relaxed into him. For a moment he thought she abandoned her stubbornness and gave in to him but soon realized she wasn't in control of her body. She was asleep.

He looked down at her form moving with the rise and fall of his breathing. At his angle he couldn't see her face, only the tip of her nose poking out past her dark hair. He loosened his grip on her waist slightly.

"She's so cute sleeping!" the whore smiled at him.

He briefly glanced at her. "Yeah," he mumbled.

Tea turned more in her seat to face him. "So, how long have you two been going out?"

"Awhile," he said plainly, turning away from her in hope of ending the conversation.

"How'd you meet?"

Bakura growled slightly. "I don't remember…"

"You don't?! How could you forget something that special?" she exclaimed.

He clenched his teeth.

"Give him a break, Tea!" said Joey leaning forward to glare at her. "As long as he remembers the important things…" Joey gave Bakura a sideways glance and whispered. "You know... when you and her..."

"Okay!" shouted Mai throwing a heel at his head. "That's enough out of you!"

"Nyahh!" he yelped, just dodging it. "Why do you have spare shoes?!"

"A girl always needs a pair for backup! What if a heel breaks?"

"But where were you keeping it…?"

Bakura sat up straight when Akeno started to move. She sighed in her sleep and twisted herself into a more comfortable position so that her head rested on his shoulder and her fingertips just pinched the fabric of his sleeve. Is…is she…snuggling with me?! His eye twitched as he resisted the overwhelming urge to push her off of him.

"Aw!" Tea cooed. "That's so cute!"

"Precious," Bakura muttered with a slight snarl.

This was degrading. Even in this age, he was still the Thief King. No one snuggles with him- ever. He frowned and glared at Akeno in the window but her reflection remained peaceful. When he realized his glowering eyes weren't effecting her sleep, his expression turned to a frown and he held back a frustrated sigh. He liked it much better when she was cowering in fear…

When the hell was this accursed plane ride over again?