Absolute One
a Bakura and Ryou collection of fanfictions
Implacable Logic
Schoolbooks were spread out on the desk. Ryou was chewing on the cap of his pen, working on a math problem. For some odd reason, he couldn't concentrate. Well… it wasn't all that odd when you had a relic holding a three thousand years old evil spirit hanging from your neck.
"Bakura," Ryou groaned.
"What is it?" The spirit of the Ring replied, his voice too nice to be honest.
"I'm working."
"So?"
The teen sighed. He read the wording of his problem once more. His brain seemed unable to assimilate the numbers. This irritating sensation of being watched wouldn't leave him.
"That's enough now," Ryou said, turning around, ending up face to face with a half-transparent Bakura.
"What? Did I do something wrong?" the spirit asked, feigning innocence.
"Just stop that."
"That I stop what?"
Ryou looked down. "Staring at me like that."
"Why? I like watching you."
Ryou's usually pale face turned a slightly pink color. "The way you stare… it's so embarrassing. I almost feel… like I'm naked…"
Bakura didn't even try to hold back a chuckle. "Of course. You're often naked when I'm watching you." Ryou's math book went through the spirit who burst in laughter. "You don't have to react like that, Yadonushi-sama. If you really didn't want me to see you stark naked, you wouldn't be wearing the Ring right under your clothes."
Ryou hadn't noticed he had lost the control of his hand until it started unbuttoning his shirt. "Stop," he protested, horrified. "What are you doing?" His left hand tried to stop the right one, only to fall under Bakura's control as well. When both hands were done unbuttoning and getting rid of the shirt, leaving their owner bare-chested – aside from the cord holding the Ring and the relic itself, they easily undid the fly of Ryou's jeans. The teen screw his eyes shut. "No," he whimpered as his body arched against his will to allow the spirit to slip his pants and underwear off of his legs.
"Stop making such a fuss. I see you naked all the time."
The teen held back a sob. Bakura gave him the control of his body back, leaving Ryou completely nude on his chair.
"Now, you can't complain about the way I look at you makes you're naked since you already are."
Ryou nodded weakly as he picked up his math book. He got back to work, inwardly swearing to himself he would never wear the Ring again while doing his homework.
Notes: Yet another translation from a French fic of mine. This one's a bit scary, don't you think? I feel sorry for Ryou.