Nina: Woot! Two in one day! The prologue demanded a sequel and this is the offical chapter 1.

It had been blatantly obvious when Yami, Bakura, and (surprisingly) Marik received their own bodies that Yugi was madly in love with the Pharaoh. It was also fairly obvious, at least to observant people, like Bakura (and, subsequently, Ryou), that Yugi would only ever be used as stress relief to the amorous monarch. Bakura was fairly certain that Yugi was a virgin.

The knowledge only served to deepen his dislike for the Pharaoh. He no longer had it in his heart to truly hate Yami now that Zorc was gone and the spirits of Kuru Elna themselves had forgiven Yami. He didn't have a reason to. That didn't mean he liked him. He didn't. Bakura still despised the shorter boy for his own, personal reasons. One of those reasons was the extensive use of the Pharaoh's rather large collection of harem girls. All of whom started the job as virgins.

Bakura forced himself to stop that train of thought. It wasn't as though he liked the boy. He didn't. On the same note, it was also true that Bakura didn't dislike Yugi either. He wasn't around the boy enough to make a judgment. He shouldn't care about what happened to the short teen. He didn't care what happened to him. And since Bakura did not care, he would ignore it.

To give Bakura credit, he did try to ignore it. And he succeeded, at first. There had been no reason for him to be around either of the multicolored hair boys, as they spent most of the day in that wretched school. Bakura spent most of his time becoming re-acquainted with the world around him. Within a week he knew all the best places to steal from, and had made a fortune doing just that. And then Ryou had to interfere.

Damn Yadounshi.

"Come on Bakura! Please?" Ryou insisted, as he had been doing for the past 20 minutes.

"No." Bakura repeated again, in the same bored monotone fashion as before. His hikari could beg all he wished, it made no difference.

"Why not? Why won't you come to go to school with me?" Ryou pouted.

"Because it's boring, annoying, and we both know everything they're 'teaching' you." Bakura replied, quickly becoming irritated. Ryou could beg all he wished, but Bakura hated being questioned.

Ryou had to admit, Bakura had a point. A good point. A very good point. But Ryou was stubborn. And he was a hikari. There was nothing he couldn't convince his darkness to do. But this wasn't working. Ryou decided to change tactics.

"Suit yourself, Bakura." Ryou sighed softly, turning to go to the kitchen. "But don't be surprised if I come home with bruises tomorrow…" He half mumbled the side comment.

"What did you just say Yadounshi?" Bakura called, halting Ryou in his tracks.

Ryou smirked (a trait he had most definitely picked up from Bakura), still facing the door. If Bakura only knew how easy it was to manipulate him. "It was nothing, Bakura."

"You never came home hurt before." Bakura commented offhand, wondering where his hikari was going with this.

"I had you to lock people's souls in dolls. And then I hung out with Yugi-taichi. But I've been with them less since you, Marik, and Yami came back. I… I hid them from you." Ryou explained, showing Bakura one of the fresher bruises on his side.

"Who did it? I'll kill the bastard." Bakura growled. He was possessive by nature, and though he did not bed his hikari, Ryou was still his. He was already in the process of plotting exactly how the idiot who hurt his hikari would die when Ryou interrupted his thoughts.

"Or you could kick his ass, threaten to kill him, and have a stupid lackey until you stop being badass. But knowing you, you won't stop and you'll wind up with a bunch of stupid lackeys and other badasses will try to fight you. I bet you'll send people to the hospital at least once a day until your rep becomes so huge only idiots will try to fight you. And trust me, there are plenty of those as well." Ryou rambled, knowing Bakura was listening.

Bakura grinned. " You are evil, Yadounshi."

"I've lived with you in my head. That's my excuse."

The dark laughed. "I never called it a fault, Yadounshi."

"And that would be the problem." Ryou retorted before leaving to cook dinner.

Now that Bakura thought about it, he didn't have to actually go to the school to protect his hikari. He didn't actually have to go to school to get the pointless fights his blood craved. (Well they were less bloody than the ones he wanted but they would do.) But Ryou had been insistent and though Bakura had supreme self control, it only so far. This situation was actually all Ryou's fault.

Damn Yadounshi.

Nina: Its super short, I know. They will get longer the more I get into it. PLEASE REVIEW!!! the more you do, the more I write!