Citcat- my dear, dear readers! Have you missed me? 'Cause I have missed you : )! How long has it been? A year or something? Lol, we'll I've been… busy with life. I'm utterly addicted to a game called MapleStory XD. Yeah … But to be nice, I'll let you guys throw fruit at me for taking so long. Only soft fruits, nothing hard… please.

citcat- oh yah, sorry if this chapter isn't very good, I'm very rusty (I forgot where I should begin so I had to reread the last chapter).

P.S: I don't edit my fics so live with it or be eaten by a rat:)…jk.

P.P.S: I use proper 'swearing' in this fic now. I learned that sacrifices are made, and my non-swearing thing will have to be broken… in the net anyway.

P.P.P.S: No more lemon guys! Sorry :(! I just can't write it…

Disclaimer: Me? Own Yugioh? Psh, I wish:P

Chapter 7- Confusion and Cuteness

"That stupid, insignificant, big headed, brainless jerk!" Ryou muttered to himself while he was brushing his teeth. "His attitude just makes me want to… want to… want to…!"

"Fuck me?" Bakura said with a sly, fox like smirk.

"I know that you want me Ryou, and you can't deny that fact. You just want to be fucked by this God damned sexy demon…"

Ryou turned around so fiercely that Bakura had to take a few steps back in surprise.

"I don't want to do ANYTHING with you! You… you… ignorant demon!" Ryou said, spitting out the white foam from the toothpaste.

"Uh huh…" Bakura said dully. He pulled down the cover of the toilet and sat down, still watching Ryou, as he mumbled something about how evil Bakura was, and continued to brush his teeth at the same time.

Bakura couldn't help but smile.
The boy was very, very adorable… not to mention very sexy in that single white t-shirt.

"What are you looking at?" Ryou spat out, being as mean as he could.

"You." Bakura said simply.

Ryou blushed furiously.

"We'll, can you sto- ACHOO!" Ryou sneezed out.

"Ugh, can I have something more to wear? I'm so cold…!"

Bakura smirked and seized the moment as much as he could. He walked up, and wrapped his arms around Ryou's waist and hugged him really, really tight.

"Better?" Bakura said smirking.

Ryou, out of sheer shock, just nodded quickly and melted in his strong, muscular, arms. Feeling them around him, it just felt so right… and Bakura was very happy at the fact that he fit in his arms so very well.

Bakura breathed in Ryou's sweet, unique smell. He never felt like this about anyone before. Maybe Ryou was beginning to mean more than him than just a simple slave. Bakura knew that all his past relationships happened because he was so hot and that he was good in bed. He felt no emotion at all for all his past girlfriends… and boyfriends. Just toys…

…but Ryou… this simple angel made him feel like Ryou was twisting his heart into a knot…

"Um m-master?" Ryou stuttered out, still blushing.

"Hmm? What is it?" Bakura said still in a daze.

"C-can you… um… s-stop hugging m-me? P-please…?"

Bakura hesitated. He wanted to stay like that with the boy forever, (A/N- Ahahaha I would too! Ryou's such a cutie!) but not wanting Ryou to suspect anything… he quickly let him go.

'… A part of me didn't want him to let me go…' Ryou thought sadly.

…silence…

"… slave..." Bakura said casually, "Hurry up! I STARVED! MAKE ME FOOD OR I'M GOING TO HAVE YOU FOR BREAKFAST!"

Ryou gasped and jumped back.

"Sorry master! Food, right away!" Ryou said quickly and dashed down the hall.

Bakura smirked and leaned against the wall. 'This is actually kind of fun…'

Ryou ran laps around the large mansion, searching for the kitchen.

"Where is that kitchen!" Ryou panted out as he ran down his fourth stairway.

Bakura's mansion was truly extraordinary. It had ten rooms per floor… and there were eight floors.

It didn't take long for Ryou to notice that Bakura and he weren't the only ones in the mansion. With around one hundred rooms in total, including the yards and tennis courts, Bakura would need some help. Maids would giggle when they saw the cute white-haired boy run by, and the butlers would gasp at what he was wearing.

But what puzzled Ryou the most was that why they didn't react to the fact that he was an angel. Ryou knew that it didn't take a genius to figure out that he was one. His skin was white and creamy, due to the fairly, cool temperatures in Heaven. Demons however, had darker, tanned skin from the hot temperatures and blazing sun.

Most people would get tired from running by now, but Ryou was the star runner at his school and he needed to be good at running to avoid all those bullies there.

Ryou ran and ran and ran. His legs were beginning to die out on him, and being so clumsy, got a few scratches and bruises from running into objects next to the staircase.

"OWWWW!" Ryou hollered out as he began to rub his bleeding arm. "Who in the world would put KNIVES NEXT TO THE STAIRCASE!"

Muttering a few curses, Ryou continued to ascend the stairs.

After several minutes, he finally reached the top of the mansion and coincidentally, bumped into Bakura.

Bakura stared at Ryou and raised an eyebrow. Ryou was all sweaty, covered in bruises, tattered clothing, and he had a large gash on his right arm.

"I told you to go to the kitchen to cook me a meal, not go out and fight in a god-damned war!" Bakura scowled at Ryou and eyed the wound on his arm.

"It's not my fault you have a set of machetes next to your staircase!"

"Well you should watch where you're going, idiot."

"It was a sharp corner and I couldn't see the knives before it was too late!" Ryou said, pouting. "And if it wasn't for those knives maybe I would've…"

Bakura raised an eyebrow and studied Ryou's face while he continued to say reasons why it was all Bakura's fault that his arm was gashed open. Bakura watched Ryou's soft, rosy lips open and close and he licked his lips hungrily…

He couldn't wait to taste those.

"…and that's why this is entirely YOUR fault!" Ryou said proudly and stared at the blank-faced demon. "Bakura..? Bakuraaaa…? BAKURA ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME!"

Bakura snapped back "awake" and stared back at Ryou.

"Uh… sure whatever you said."

Ryou glared at Bakura and watched as the room started to spin. Remembering the gash on his arm and the amount of blood he lost, he knew he was going to pass out soon.

Losing his balance, Ryou quickly grabbed onto Bakura, which made him stagger back in surprise.

"Whoa there! What the hell do you think you're doing! You're getting blood all over my cloth-"

The body in his arms went limp.

Yami and Yuugi

Yuugi sat there staring at Yami, clutching the blanket to his chest while tears began to form in his amethyst coloured eyes.

'Damn it, Yami you're an idiot!' Yami thought angrily. 'You even managed to make the angel cry! Idiot, idiot, idiot, idiot…'

Yami stood up and approached Yuugi but stopped when he noticed how tense Yuugi became when he came closer.

'Alright… here goes nothing…'

"Yuugi..? Look… this was all a big misunderstanding…" Yami tried to explain.

"You see… I came to check up on you and you kicked your blanket onto the floor and I didn't want you to catch a cold… so I tried to cover you back up but the blanket was stuck under you so I tried to tug it out and well it was stuck and I pulled and pulled and pulled but it wouldn't come out and you woke up and I fell onto the ground and I hurt my elbow."

'Hurt my elbow… where did THAT come from!'

Yuugi blinked away a tear and looked up hopefully at Yami.

"R…really?" Yuugi said quietly.

"Yes really!" Yami exclaimed. "I would never lie to you!"

Yuugi's eyes wandered down to Yami's elbow and said "Come here."

Yami raised an eyebrow but did what he was told, walked over and sat next to Yuugi.

Yuugi leaned over and gently kissed Yami's wound.

"I hope that helps…" Yuugi said shyly tugging at the blanket.

Yami smiled. 'Even though he doesn't trust me, he still helps me… what an angel… I really hope I can be with hi-'

A soft patch of purple hair landed on Yami's shoulder disrupting his thoughts. It seems that his angel had fallen asleep.

Yami's smile grew wider and he sighed happily. This boy was too cute…

Gently, he stroked the boy's hair admiring its softness… he could get used to doing this.

Feeling tired also, he laid the boy down onto the bed, and held him in his arms while they both slept.

End of chapter 7!

Citcat- Sorry for the short chapter everyone :x I even forgot what I was supposed to write in this story…! No Marik or Malik in this chapter but stay tuned because the infamous not-so-blond, blondes will be coming up : )! Thanks for reading!

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citcat-chan