O.o I am so sorry it took so long to get this updated. My computer crashed and died so I had to put all of my fics on hold. Please don't hurt me... I swear I'll start updating ASAP from now on... Because this took so long, I'm skipping the authors notes I usually do and going straight to the story!
"..." talking
'...' thinking
/.../ Hikari to Yami
/.../ Yami to Hikari
change of time/place
... action
dream
Ages:
Yugi, Jounouchi, Anzu, Honda, Ryou, & Malik: 17
Kaiba, Yami, Marik: 18
Bakura: 19
Mokuba: 15
Translations:
Hikari light
Yami darkness
Aibou partner
Yadonushi host
Anno Um
Oi hey
Hai yes
Iie No
Nani what
Friday Afternoon, Kame Game Shop
Bakura leanded against the counter as he regarded Yugi with half-lidded eyes. "smirk So, Yugi, will I be sleeping in your bed?"
Yugi's face turned bright red as he imagined what could be going on in Bakura's twisted mind. "No! Um...I mean...You'll be staying in my room, but you'll be sleeping in Yami's bed since he's not here."
"fake sigh What a shame. I was looking forward to it, too." Bakura pused away from the counter and moved to stand in front of Yugi.
Being as cautious as he was, Yugi backed away from the approaching Bakura and once again was blocked by another annoying wall. Bakura only smiled at Yugi before he walked passed him, heading for Yugi's room.
"Uh...Bakura? Where are you going?" Yugi questioned quietly as he blinked cutely.
"I'm tired, so I'm going to take a nap. We can start the project later tonight, or tomorrow morning." And with that said he proceeded upstairs to Yugi's room in the attic.
'That was odd. I wonder if something's bothering him?'
/Something wrong, Aibou/
Yugi sweatdropped as he recognized his dark half's voice in the back of his mind.
/Must you listen to my thoughts so intensely/
/When you're home alone with one of my greatest enemies? Yes, yes I must./
Yugi sighed in annoyance. /Yami, I can take care of myself. Bakura isn't going to hurt me./
/Yeah but...heavy sigh All right, Aibou. I'll give you your privacy. Besides, the look Seto's giving me right now probably means I won't be able to talk to you for a few hours.../
Yugi blushed heavily, understanding what his yami meant. /Anno...Yami? You guys have to get your project done, remember?"
/Work later. Play now./
'Right...I'll just pretend I didn't hear that...' Yugi walked around the counter to sit on the stool next to the cash register. 'I wonder what Bakura's doing?'
In Yugi's room
Bakura sighed as he lay on the Pharaoh's bed, with the normal blood red and dark purple sheets replaced with his own black ones. He rested his hands behind his head and sighed sadly. 'This is ridiculous. I'm a vicious tomb robber. I shouldn't be depressed by such trivial matters.'
/Something wrong, Kura/
Bakura sighed again as he rolled onto his side. /What do you want, Ryou/
/I heard you. What's wrong/
/...It's nothing./
/Kura, you don't get depressed over nothing./
/Damnit, Yadonushi! Just drop it/
/...I'm sorry, Bakura./
As Bakura continued laying there, his conscience started getting to him. He could only go so long thinking of how upset his hikari sounded.
/Ry/
/sigh Look Ry, I'm sorry I yelled at you./
/Don't worry Kura. I forgive you./
/It's just...I don't know. Ry, am I don't the right thing/
/Of course you are, Kura. You love Yugi and you're just trying to get him to see that./
/But he's scared of me./
/Oh, Kura...Maybe you're just being too forward. Yugi's still trying to get used to teh idea of your personality change. In his mind, you're still the evil tomb robber that tried to take over the world./
/And what if he never sees me as anything but that? I should just give up./
/No! You can't do that/
/Why not/
/Please, Bakura. You can't give up on the one you love. Don't make the same mistake I did. I don't want you to end up like me./
Bakura glanced down sadly, sensing Ryou's immense sorrow through their link. /Ry, don't think about that. I'm not there for you, and I'm sure you don't want to explain to Honda why you start crying./
/Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. But you must understand my point. If you love someone you should tell them. Let them know how you feel before they find somebody else, and it becomes too late./
Bakura thought over Ryou's words, noticing the tint of sadness near the end. /All right Ryou. I promise I won't give up./
/Good. I'm glad. I have to be going now. I've been in the kitchen this whole time and I think Honda's getting bored in the living room. I'll talk to you later./
/All right...Hey Ryou/
/Hm? What is it/
/The Pharaoh's not worth your tears, Hikari./
Bakura was met with silence as Ryou closed his soulroom door, temporarily cutting their mental link.
"Damn Pharaoh. That prick's nothing but trouble," he muttered under his breath.
"What did Yami do to piss you off this time?"
Bakura jumped slightly and looked over at the door to see Yugi standing there wearing a large white shirt that covered his boxers. "How long have you been standing there?" Bakura questioned as he sat up on the bed.
Yugi walked over and sat on his own bed next to the one Bakura was using. "Only long enough to hear you complain about Yami."
Bakura lay back down on his side and stared at Yugi a moment before answering his earlier question. "Atemu's been pissing me off since we first metn in the palace all those years ago."
Yugi blinked in confusion. "Atemu?"
"Hm? Oh yeah, you don't know, do you? Atemu is that bastard Pharaoh's real name." Bakura stated casually.
"You know Yami's real name?"
"Of course I do. Just because he can't remember the past, doesn't mean that I can't."
"So, then...If you know all about his past, why haven't you told him yet?"
Bakura smirked up at Yugi. "You know, you're cute when you're confused. Hell, you're cute all the time. Well, except when you're angry. That's actually kind of sexy."
Yugi turned bright crimson as he stared at Bakura, surprised. "Where'd that come from?"
"No where, really. I just don't like talking about the Pharaoh."
"Please tell me about Yami's past, Bakura! I really wanna know and I promise I won't tell him anything." Yugi pleaded, giving Bakura the most effective puppy eyes he could muster.
Suddenly, Bakura thought of a way to him the situatio more bearable for him. "On one condition. It's nothing much."
"Nani? Tell me."
"Nothing much. I just wat you to sit next to me and I'll tell you anything you want to know."
"Is that all?" Yugi tilted his head slightly, wondering if it was really that easy.
Bakura smiled softly. "That's all."
Yugi crawled off of his bed and sat down at the head of Yami's bed next to Bakura. His face flushed slightly as Bakura adjusted his lying position so that he was on his side, resting his head in Yugi's lap.
"So, what do you want to know?" Bakura asked as he closed his eyes. 'I could get used to this.'
"What was Yami really like when he was the Pharaoh? Not your opinion, but what he was like in general?" Yugi asked as he examined Bakura's long silky hair falling over his lap. 'It looks so soft...'
"The Pharaoh...Well, I'd have to say he was well-liked. Pharaoh Atemu was probaly the most loved ruler to grace the sands of Egypt. Although he was worshiped by the commoners, those who know the real him had a different opinion. Sure he was kind most of the time, but if you pissed him off he became a sadistic prick. Those closest to him knew that he was no god, just a regular 17-year-old boy with an ego that needed to be kept in check. And even...mm..."
Yugi wondered why Bakura sounded like he was practically purring when he realized that his hand had obviously moved on it's own accord to see for itself if Bakura's hair was as soft as it looked. He continued to run his fingers through Bakura's hair even though he was slightly surprised that he didn't realize what he was doing at first. 'His hair feels so soft...'
/What are you doing, Aibou/
/Yami! What happened to you being too busy with Kaiba to pay attention to my thoughts/
/Aibou, that was around 5 pm. It is now 10 pm. We probably could have gone to sleep, but we figured eating was a good idea./
/That's not what I mean! Just mind your own business, please/ Without waiting for an answer, Yugi slammed his soulroom door shut.
"You seem irritated." Bakura whispered as he peeked one eye open lazily to see Yugi. 'Damn...I was getting used to that...'
Yugi blinked down at Bakura and smiled apologetically as he resumed running his fingers through Bakura's snowy white hair. "Sorry. Yami was bothering me. He had the time because apparently him and Kaiba are taking a dinner break."
Bakura closed his eyes in contentment once again and continued his explaanation of Yami's past. "Getting off topic, that reminds me of an interesting fact you might like."
'He seems so peaceful...I've never seen him like this before.' "What is it? I wanna know."
Bakura smirked slightly as he leaned into Yugi's caresses before continuing. "I use to be friends with the Pharaoh."
"blink Really?"
"Yeah, and there was one person he hated above all others. I really got tired of hearing him bitch all the time about him."
His curiosity growing by the minute, Yugi started getting impatient. "Who?"
"His cousin."
"Well, who was his cousin?"
Bakura peeked an eye open to see Yugi's reaction. "His high priest, Priest Seth. The same one who tried to over throw him."
Yugi stared at Bakura in complete shock. "...Kaiba was his cousin!"
"Yes. Strange how irony works, huh?" Bakura mumbled quietly as he closed his eyes, slowly being lulled to sleep by Yugi's gentle stroking.
Yugi blinked and glanced down at Bakura. "Bakura?...He fell asleep...Bakura...What are you doing to me? I always thought of you as a heartless thief. Now, I can see you're so much more than that."
For the first time since he entered the room, Yugi noticed an interesting fact. Bakura was wearing a pair of black silk pajama pants and was completely shirtless. Yugi's hand stopped caressing Bakura's hair and slowly moved over his neck, shoulders, chest, and stopped on his abs.
"Maybe..Just maybe, this could work." Yugi whispered hesitantly while gazing at Bakura's peaceful face. "Bakura, You've cast a spell on me. I want to know more about you, your past and everything else. I don't know if I'm in love with you, but I want to find out." Yugi gently moved Bakura's head so that it was resting on a pillow. He glanced at his own bed and then back at the sleeping Bakura, before slowly making up his mind.
He lifted up the black silk comforters on the bed and placed them over Bakura. He hesitated slightly before crawling under the covers and curling up next to Bakura, buring his face in the crook of his neck. Yugi gasped quietly as Bakura arms went under his shirt and wrapped around his waist. He quickly glanced up at Bakura's face and relaxed slightly.
'He's still asleep...His arms are so warm.' Yugi sat up as much as he could in Bakura's grasp and removed his shirt, throwing it across the room. Then, he lay back down, making himself comfortable in Bakura's arms. Burying his face in the crook of Bakura's neck once again, Yugi wrapped his small arms around his well-toned chest and sighed contently as he slowly drifted off to sleep, engulfed in the spirit's warmth.
; short, i know. Deal with it. Be glad I wrote this. Because of this story, I am now getting a D in Algebra 2.
Malik: Don't blame the story! It was your own damn fault you decided to write in class instead of listening to the teacher!
Mokuba: Yeah, and it could also be the fact that you don't know the meaning of the term, "DO YOUR HOMEWORK".
teary eyes You guys are so mean to me...
Ryou: sigh turns to readers Sorry...don't mind them. Please review to let Rika know that you love this story. It may encourage her to write longer chapters in the future.
- Yeah! oh and by the way, if anyone wants me to pair Jounouchi up with someone, please let me know.