Author's Note: (replying to anonymous reviews)

DOOM: Thanks for making me lol. XD Glad you're loving this! It's totally fun to write! :)

Anyways, this is a filler chapter. School starts for Bakura next chapter. But, this is still a funny chapter. :) Don't you wonder what the results of Bakura vs. credit card, round two were? Well, wonder no longer!

Read and enjoy!

KD Chapter VII: Preparations

"Honey, I'm home!" Bakura called into their new dorm playfully after several hours of shopping. He carried two large shopping bags in each hand.

"Took you long enough," Ryou commented teasingly, standing up and taking the bags from Bakura's hands and setting them on the kitchen counter. He began to sort through them and inspect Bakura's purchases, checking that his 'twin' had bought all the things Ryou requested and nothing more or less. The hakari was surprised to see that most of it was right. There was one questionable thing here or there, but nothing was major. "Wow, you pass," Ryou congratulated.

Bakura muttered, "And, you doubted me..." He dug into his pocket and pulled out a receipt, dropping it into Ryou's hand, reporting, "And, this lists all the furniture and bigger stuff I couldn't bring home. It's going to be delivered tomorrow."

"Excellent!" Ryou exclaimed and looked up at his yami, approving, "I give you five stars."

"Whoop-de-do," Bakura responded faintly, collapsing on one of the two tall chairs that lined the kitchen counter.

Ryou began putting supplies away but looked up suddenly as he received a small revelation and said, "Oh! I almost forgot to ask you for my car keys back." He held out his pale hand to collect his keys.

To his surprise, Bakura didn't fight this and smiled boldly, dropping some foreign keys into Ryou's hand.

"Bakura," he held up the keys for emphasis, "These aren't my keys."

"I know," Bakura grinned, adding with mock sweetness, "They're better."

Ryou dropped the keys onto the counter with a fearful expression. He cried, "What did you do to my car?"

Bakura pointed towards the window, stating, "See for yourself."

Ryou gulped nervously and tripped to the window, tilting back the blinds to glance below where his car was parked.

Or so he thought.

In its place, a bright red convertible Mustang sat, tricked out in every way possible.

"'KURA!"

"What?"

"Where's my car?"

"Parked out there."

"What happened?"

"I traded your old one in for this new one. You like?"

"How much did it cost?"

"Not much. Apparently your old one was so ancient, it was considered a classic. So, trading it in got me some money slashed off the new one. Aren't I the best?"

"What- How- Why-Take it back!" Ryou finished, his cheeks a tint of pink from fury.

"No can do," Bakura smirked at him as he quoted the car dealership, "'No refunds or exchanges'."

Ryou whimpered, "All the kids at school are gonna see it..."

"So, you'll be popular, Ryou," Bakura informed him.

"I don't want to be popular!" Ryou snapped back.

Bakura shrugged at this, saying, "You should really thank me, Ryou."

"Thank you?"

"You're welcome."

Ryou gave an exasperated sigh and gave up, deciding that the damage was done.

Then, he thought of an ingenious way to get reprisal on his yami.

"Oh, Bakura..." he sang.

"What is it now, hakari?"

Ryou skipped to his backpack and pulled out a piece of paper as he continued to sing, "I've got your schedule..."

Bakura groaned.

Ryou took that as a chance to drop it on the counter in front of the spirit.

Bakura cast his gaze down at the schedule with renewed hatred for school as he read; Algebra, Japanese, Study Hall, Chemistry, World History, Physical Education, Art-

"Art?" Bakura read aloud, "You signed me up for bloody art?"

Ryou nodded, reasoning, "I thought it'd make you more mellow if you had something relaxing to do."

Bakura growled but let it go, resolving that it wasn't the worst thing to happen to him. No, not by a long run. Worse things would come. He was sure. He had to pick his battles... Oh no, did he just jinx it? He shook his head, ridding his thoughts. No, nothing could surprise him now. And, nothing could be worse than the hell he'd been through that week...

-transition-

"'Kura? You still awake?" Ryou asked Bakura from across the room.

Bakura snored.

"'Kura?"

The yami continued to sleep.

":'KURA!" Ryou screeched, throwing one of his pillows onto Bakura's sleeping form.

"Ryou, what the f-"

"I can't sleep," Ryou told him, snuggling into his blanket.

Bakura rolled onto his side and mumbled, "Not my problem. Ryou, it's three in the morning. Sleep. Now."

"I can't," Ryou squeaked.

The next thing Bakura new, Ryou was poking his side, inquiring, "Can I sleep with you, 'Kura?"

"For the love of all things good and decent in this forsaken universe, Ryou!" Bakura cried, so surprised that he fell onto the grey carpeted floor with a dull thud.

"Are you okay, Bakura?" Ryou asked, leaning over the bed to spy his yami.

The spirit scrambled up and lied down on his bed once more, answering through clenched teeth, "I'm peachy."

Ryou sighed and sat on the edge of his 'twin's' bed, saying, "I'm worried, Bakura."

"'Bout what?" Bakura mumbled from under his blanket.

Ryou leaned against the headboard and hugged his knees to his chest. He played with a stand of his long, white hair while he explained, "I have to lie to some of my friends about you being my twin brother..."

"What about the Pharaoh's host's friends and stuff? They know who I am," Bakura tried to calm the hakari. He doubted that Ryou had many more friends outside that pitiful little group.

"Yeah, but they don't like you," Ryou answered simply.

Bakura grunted.

"And, can you blame them?" he added honestly.

Bakura kicked his 'twin'.

"Ow..." Ryou rubbed his foot where Bakura kicked him. But, he knew he deserved it. He cast his large eyes down guiltily and stated, "I'm sorry."

"I'd believe you a lot more if you'd let me sleep," Bakura mumbled back, his sheets still concealing his white head.

"But," Ryou persisted, "Isn't it wrong to lie to people and say that you're my brother?"

Bakura finally gave up on his dream of going back to sleep and threw the blankets off him. He sat up, leaning his head against the headboard next to his hakari as he told him, "You know, I've always been a fan of lying. So, I don't really care."

"Uh-huh," Ryou twisted his hair around his finger, distracted.

Well, that's not going to make him go back to sleep... I'll have to think strategically...

Bakura tried to explain, "Ryou, since I'm a spirit who dwelled in my- I mean, your Millennium Item, I have been with you a long, long time." He felt like his own speech was going to put him to sleep.

Ryou nodded.

Bakura resumed, "And, I've been living with you... kind of like part of your family..."

Ryou acknowledged, "Yep."

Bakura questioned, gesturing with his hands, "Do you see where I'm going with this?"

The hakari blinked. He answered innocently, "Not a clue."

The spirit groaned and got to his point, angrily exclaiming, "I am in your family, Ryou! I am! So, you're not lying! You're just adding... fluff. That's what makes lying so fun! You get to be... creative."

"Oh," Ryou uttered, contemplating this. After a moment of thought, his face lit up, and he cried, "You're right, 'Kura!"

"I'm always right," Bakura muttered and brought his blanket back over him, ordering, "Now. Go. To. Sleep."

Ryou replied cheerfully, "'Kay." He lied down next to Bakura and snuggled up against his yami.

Bakura pushed his 'brother' out of his bed, stressing, "In your own bed, you creampuff!"

Ryou hit the floor, articulating a surprise yelp. But, he recovered quickly and climbed into his own bed, saying, "All right, Kitty, there's a long first day of school tomorrow. Got to get our rest."

"Whatever," Bakura responded.

"Good night!"

"It used to be..."

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