Hello everyone! Okay I know I promised that I would update it on the weekend but things [my sister] got in the way. So I thought I could make it up to you by giving you this chapter. Without the authors notes it's 15 pages long. It took forever to write and I did look it over before I announced it was done. I want to thank my reviewers: Sezthekitty, randomismyname13, Crazy-Queen-of-Games-In-Secret, Cherry-AnneSponge, FormerV, ladyAlexas, RyouandBakuraforever, yamiXyugi-setoXjou-4ever and ilovemanicures. You all rock! Please keep the reviews coming.
I hope you all like it! Idon't know what kind of chapter it is. I think of it as one of those chapters that just turns everything around for everyone. I also wanted to say that there is a part of the chapter that was inspired by a conversation with Sezthekitty. [You'll know the part when you read it…]
The song: Weightless by All Time Low
On with the fic!
Weightless
A week, it was a week since they all found out exactly just who the six boys were, things were so different now. One thing was that Kira began receiving gifts from Yuri the first time it happened, she blushed a deep red but now she just throws everything the poor boy gives her in the garbage. Ryou said to her once if he gave her cream puffs to just give them to him. She laughed at first but one look at him told her he meant business. Today it was flowers sunflowers to be exact.
"These are nice…" She let a small smile grace her face.
Yuri smiled, "I had a feeling they were your favourite."
"Da…they are…spasibo," She said as she kept eyeing them.
He nodded, "U liuby čas maja pryhožaja žančyna."
She blushed a deep crimson and said something about checking if the cook in the kitchen did what she asked. Ryou and Malik looked at each other and smiled wide.
"That's funny, I don't recall her ever going to the back and asking something…" The blonde said.
The other laughed, "Perhaps she thought she did…you know flowers are distracting to women."
"So all I need to do is get you flowers?" Another voice asked.
The other two looked up and inwardly groaned right in front of them were Bakura and Marik. The Belarusian rolled his eyes at Marik's comment. The two 'criminals' decided that if their friend Yuri could flirt with his woman then what's stopping them right? Well what was stopping them was the fact that the two boys in question wanted nothing to do with them. Unlike Kira who pretended she didn't like the attention, the boys meant it. On the other hand, the two other boys loved the idea of the chaise method to get what they wanted. It worked with every other thing they wanted so it must work with getting people to like them, so they thought.
It was sad really; the two obviously didn't know how to deal with people. Stealing or tricking people was easy but having a meaningful conversation was not the easiest thing on the planet. Marik was an only child who got everything he wanted, all he had to do was throw a fit. Bakura was also an only child but his parents were not the doting type he got the belt if he threw a fit, in the end, the only thing he learned was that if he wanted it he should just steal it. Their position in life made these sorts of mind frames ideal, there was just one flaw, their position and ideals had never met the ever-stubborn British and Egyptian boys in front of them.
Malik sighed, "No because I'm not a woman…"
"You're a pretty boy, that makes it better," Marik licked his lips.
Malik made a face, "Even if you were the last person on earth, I still wouldn't like you."
"At least I would be the sexiest last person on earth," Marik retorted.
Ryou was watching his friend get in a argument with an owner's son. It was a rather dangerous thing to do. If Dartz were to walk in on this, someone would be out of a job. Maybe that was what they wanted. Maybe that was why the owner's sent their sons to this particular hotel, to weed out people they didn't like. The boy didn't care if he lost his job for he knew with his skills with desserts he wouldn't be jobless for long. Someone would like his talent and hire him. He hoped.
What was he saying? He had to be confident in his skills. That was what his mother told him. He let out a collected sigh. His mother. She brought back the best and worst memories of his life. How could one person do that? He didn't know. What he did know was that she was six feet under and, unless she goes all zombie on him, never coming back. All he had from her was in books.
Speaking of books….
Where the hell was that book he lost? He had yet to forgive himself for pulling that stunt. He knew that if his mother were still among the living, she would just laugh, pat him on the back and tell him she would simply buy another book. If she were among the living, he wouldn't have lost it because he would not be living this life. He would have been at Oxford learning something that would make him so much money it would even be a joke. Yet if he was given the choice, he knew he wouldn't trade this life for anything.
His friends were true friends. He believed that if he were to ever need something they would get it, in fact, they did so every day. He was grateful to have such friends as he did. They cheered him up when he was down, but most of all, they had fun. That was enough for him, he wouldn't ask for anything else.
Bakura was watching the boy lost in his thoughts. He liked this side of his little rabbit for the boy's eyes would show such thought and intelligence it scared him. If this kid was in the same business as he and his friends were, they would be screwed. He watched as Rabbit sighed his eyes glazed over as he looked someplace past him. It was rather amazing that this boy had such piercing eyes. He would hate to see those eyes ready to kick some ass and he would also hate to be on the receiving end of that.
He looked over at Marik. It may have sucked being DD when they went to that club but he left sorry for Marik. Atem's punishment for Marik was that he wasn't aloud to cuss for a week. Marik was the druken sailor in their group so it was funny to see the Egyptian trying to hold in his curse words at a moments notice. Bakura was now glad he got Seto because he only made the torture last for a day. Atem on the other hand like to make the torture last for at least a week. Speaking of Seto, that guy was spending way too much time talking with that blonde maintenance boy.
He sighed and took out his phone. It was, of course, one of those top of the line, not available to the general public for at least another three years sort of phone. He began to play a game on it when he remembered the book he 'borrowed' from his Rabbit. He remembered after reading it, Seto was about to shoot himself and Marik for not shutting up. He smiled as he remembered Marik trying to run but tripping on Yuri who landed on Otogi. What he wouldn't give to have taken a picture of that yet if he did he had a feeling Atem would make him delete it. That boy was such a party pooper sometimes.
"Anyways, as much as we want to keep on observing you all," He said, "We should get going."
The Belarusian frowned, "Fine…"
Just like that the three walked off. When Kira came back, she would say she was glad the three idiots were leaving but deep inside, she was sad she didn't get to say goodbye.
Jou was not having the greatest time of his life at that moment. Here he was doing something he really didn't like doing, working on vents. Seto requested him to fix everything that was wrong or that he didn't like in the room. The blonde was beginning to wonder where was that guy he met in the club? This person was so different from the one he met that night he was honestly beginning to think everything was all just a dream. Was it? He knew it wasn't because he was sober but why did everything have to change so fast? He looked over to the young hotel heir as he was typing away.
"What do you do for fun?" He asked out loud.
Seto was taking up more work now that the cat was out of the bag. He dreaded getting emails from his father now because of it. The only thing he was glad he did was calling Jou to fix everything in his room. He knew it made him look bad but the reason he did it was so that he wasn't alone in this room. Now that everyone in the hotel knew who they were, Atem had begun to see his gift shop boy. He didn't realize that not having his cousin around fussing over him was going to be this boring. He needed some entertainment of sorts. What he didn't expect was the question posed to him.
He looked up, "What do you mean?"
"You know hanging out with your friends and just having laugh sort of fun," Jou explained.
Seto shrugged, "I normally don't do anything but work. It was miracle they convinced me to go clubbing that night. No offence to you but I would have rather been working."
"So you can get more money right?" He lifted his eyebrow.
The other nodded, "So you do know how to listen…"
"Yeah, yeah, anyways…what are you doing tonight?" The blonde asked.
Seto thought about it, "I think everyone is free tonight…Why?"
"Well, everyone on my side is free for three days…after national holidays things just die around here," He said, "So how about you bring your friends to our place for game night."
"YOU WHAT?" Kira exclaimed.
Jou sighed, "You heard me…come on Kira it's not the end of the world…we all know you have a thing for that Russian guy."
"For the umpteenth time he is not Russian! He's from Belarus!" She shot back.
He rolled his eyes, "What's the difference?"
Everyone else was in a state of shock. Why did he do something like that? Ryou didn't know what to believe or do for that matter. What could they do? Nothing. The boy got up from the couch and looked in the pantry. Malik looked over at his direction and them followed suite. It took one look from each other for them to know what they were going to do. Ryou checked his bank account on his phone as Malik got the keys. They both nodded at each other and made their way to the door making Kira turned her gaze to their direction.
"What do you both think your doing?" She asked.
Ryou answered with, "Well if there are going to be twelve people in the house, we have to get enough food to make for everybody."
"We're going where?" Yuri exclaimed happily.
Seto sighed as he said, "You heard me you get to see that Russian girl you like so much."
"So all of us were invited?" Marik asked from where he was lying on the floor.
Seto nodded, "Yes all of us who also includes you and your partner in crime."
"Hey, he's my partner in crime not the other way around," Bakura said from his perch on the bed.
Atem rolled his eyes, "So when are we supposed to go over?"
"Around six…" The brunette answered.
Everyone among the six was nervous for one reason or another. Never in their life did they think they would ever get invited to that house. Bakura still remembered where it was and what it looked like. Maybe he should bring something with him? He thought about it for a moment wondering what his little rabbit would like to have then he smiled. He knew exactly what to bring him.
Otogi cleared his throat, "Okay what are we going to wear?"
"Are you sure you're straight?" Marik asked, "Because you and Yuri seem to be the only ones who fuss over how you look worse than Atem or Seto do."
Before Otogi or Yuri got to defend themselves, a phone was thrown in the Egyptian's direction and it him on the head. Everyone looked in the direction of where the phone was thrown.
Bakura was amused, "I know what he said may not have been smart but was it really necessary?"
"I don't fuss over how I look that much," Seto said briskly.
Atem rolled his eyes, "If that's true then why do you have a heart attack if your hair is out of place?"
"Because I'm OCD," He answered.
Bakura snorted, "I smell some bullshit."
"Can some one help me up?" Marik asked twitching slightly.
The other Egyptian was immediately at his side, "I'm so sorry Marik! I completely forgot about you on the floor."
"How the hell can you forget that he threw a phone and it hit me? You're a horrible mother!" Marik exclaimed.
Yuri and Otogi were too busy laughing to help Atem get their fallen friend up. In fact, all of them were too busy laughing even Seto was laughing. That part had everyone freaked out because the last time Seto had laughed it was during a horror movie. Bakura and Marik were laughing at the same movie and they didn't see a problem with laughing at a horror movie. Everyone else on the other hand always got worried when the brunette began to laugh.
By the time six rolled around, everyone was nervous. The most nervous was Jou since he invited them. Yugi and Shizuka and Kira were fussing over what to wear. Kira claimed it was because she wanted to prove she was hot but they all knew it was to impress Yuri. On the other hand, Ryou and Malik did not seem to care at all. The two boys finished cooking and had let everything set so it wouldn't be too hot. The table was set and everything was ready for their guests to come over.
"It feels like we are expecting royalty or something," Malik mumbled.
Ryou chuckled, "Right?"
A few minutes after it turned six, there was a sharp knock on the door. Jou gulped as he went to answer the door. Soon he was face to face with brown haired devil himself, he opened the door wider for all six boys to come in. The first one after Seto was Yuri, Otogi, Atem, Marik and Bakura was the last one to come in. The moment Otogi and Yuri saw the girls they went immediately to their side.
"Kira," The Belarusian smiled.
Kira tried not to sound excited, "Hello boss."
"Please call me Yuri," He said.
She rolled her eyes, "The only time I'm ever doing that is when you and I were to fall in love and get married."
"You know that could happen," He said smoothly.
She scoffed, "Oh yeah and Ryou along with Malik are going to fall head over heels for your two friends over there."
"That could also happen," He said.
Otogi spoke up that time, "The only way that could happen is if Seto were to admit he likes a person more than money."
"Yeah like that will ever happen," Atem said jokingly,
Jou chuckled a bit, these guys did sound like they would be a good time. Ryou and Malik really didn't know what just happened. They would like to say they did know what was going on but in all honesty they had no freaking clue. They simply just did what they normally did and shrugged.
"Anyway," Malik said, "The food is all ready and I know Ryou and I are starving and I bet the rest of you are too so with out further adieu, who's hungry?"
Everyone practically ran to the table to pick their seat once everyone was seated in a spot they liked, they began to get their plates. Bakura was rather impressed by the spread of food they had. Most of it was Egyptian and the only reason he knew that was because he, Marik and Atem were going crazy over a certain dish. It took him a while but he did eventually remember that the cook was Egyptian so of course he knew how to cook these sorts of things. He looked at the desserts, they looked so heavenly that he was just about to skip dinner and just go for dessert instead.
Once everyone got their food they all sat down and began to dig in.
"This is so good!" Atem exclaimed.
Marik nodded, "I could die right now and be happy…you made this Malik?"
"Yes…I take it you all like it?" The boy asked.
Bakura then said, "This makes my mother's cooking taste average."
"Your mother is such a great cook!" Marik said.
Atem said, "But he does have point."
"So your mom can cook?" Ryou asked interested in the conversation now.
Atem nodded, "It's not that she can cook but she can cook wonderfully. I loved going over to his place when I was little…"
"My mother is from Egypt so I grew up eating these sorts of things…" Bakura said as he trailed off.
They all finished eating and cleaning up everything but it wasn't until they were sitting down once again did the games start. Kira smirked at the six boys while the other four boys and girl were busy doing dishes.
"So do you want to play a game?" She asked.
Seto responded, "It depends on what kind of game it is."
"A drinking game," Her smirk got bigger.
Seto nodded, "Sure."
"I'm in!" Marik said.
Yuri nodded, "I have to play this game."
"Count me in too," Bakura said.
Atem gave the four a look, "You can't possibly think of going though with this."
"Have fun Yuri but I'm sure as hell not doing it…" Otogi crossed his arms.
Seto said, "You both are lightweights…we don't need you."
Kira's smile got wider as she took out the vodka and some shot glasses. She brought everything to the table and gave everyone a shot glass and filled them to the brim with pure Russian vodka.
"The goal of this game is to out drink everyone playing, we each drink the everything in the shot glass at the same time then I fill them back up and start all over again until there is one person still standing," She explained, "Just so you all know…I never lose."
They all looked at each other, thinking that they were going to win. The only one out of all of the boys who had played this sort of game was Yuri. The Belarusian would tell them of a time where he participated in a drinking game and would win. Out of all of them, he could hold the most liquor.
They all took one more look at each other as they all raised their glass and drank the shot. The clear liquid burned their throats but they all loved it. To Yuri and Kira, they didn't even feel the burn but to the other three, felt it bad.
"So round two?" She asked.
They all yelled, "ROUND TWO!"
Some time later, there were only three people playing, which were Seto, Yuri and Kira. Marik was plastered and having a good time messing with Malik who was about to shoot the other or shoot himself. Bakura felt himself getting tipsy and got out of the game. As much as he liked to drink, he didn't want to do it that much and was now following Ryou around. They both were currently on the couch.
"Rabbit…you're so cute," He said.
Ryou replied, "You said that ten times already."
"Well I mean it!" He said.
The British boy shook his head, "Your drunk."
"Nope I know I'm not drunk, I quit the game before I got that far," He answered as he pulled the other closer.
The other tried to wiggle out of his grip, "Let go of me will you?"
"No, I want to hold you," He said firmly.
The boy kept wiggling, "Well I sure as hell don't want you to keep holding me."
"Too fucking bad," He said as he kept holding him.
Across the room, Atem was pissed off. He knew how his cousin was when he was drunk and he didn't want to deal with it in the morning. Ever since Bakura quit the game, the Egyptian tried to get his cousin to stop playing as well.
"Cousin you need to stop playing," He scolded.
Seto slurred, "One more game…"
"You said that five times already!" He exclaimed.
The other repeated, "One more game."
"You're going to get a bad hangover tomorrow," He reminded.
The brunette still said, "One more game."
"You know what? Fine. When you come crying to me in the morning complaining of a headache, see if I care!" Atem said as he threw his hands up in frustration.
Seto mumbled, "That won't happen."
The Egyptian didn't even bother to respond, he just stalked off to Yugi's direction. A few moments later, Seto gave up. Yuri and Kira on the other hand, were not only still going but it seemed like the alcohol they drank had no affect on them. It was rather surprising for everyone. Marik began to cheer rather loudly for his friend until he was hit over the head by Malik who was getting a headache he swore that the other Egyptian was going to be the death of him.
Ryou was still trying to fight the white haired demon but had yet to win. Bakura was generally impressed that the boy still hadn't given up on fighting his death grip.
"Will you just let go of me?" Ryou demanded.
He responded, "Will you stop fighting me if I don't?"
"Of course not!" The boy answered in a sharp tone.
He smirked, "Then you have your answer."
"I hate you," The other said darkly.
He shrugged it off, "So? That's nothing new; just about everyone that meets me either likes me or hates my guts… "
"That's because you're an asshole," The white haired boy retorted.
Bakura chuckled, "What you call an asshole, I call being honest, I never hold back from letting other's know how I feel. At least I can honestly say that I am being exactly who I am around anybody. Can you say that?"
Ryou couldn't answer him because he knew his answer was going to be no. He wasn't himself when he was around certain people. He was himself when he was around the five people he was now living with but when he was at work it was a different story. He couldn't be himself at work if he was Dartz would have fired him faster than Kira could say 'Zdravstvuĭte'. So no, he could not say he was himself with everybody that was a luxury he was not permitted to have. That may have well been the thing that made him so envious of the boy in front of him; he could afford to be himself.
In the same house but in a much happier place, Shizuka and Otogi were hanging out they had drinks in their hands and were enjoying their time together.
"So your father owns the hotel," She mused.
He nodded, "Our six families own several hotels all over the world."
"Together?" She asked.
He responded, "Yes together…"
"Where are the other ones?" She questioned.
He thought about it, "Two in Egypt, three here in Japan and one in the UK. Our fathers are considering getting one more hotel in Egypt and another in Japan…they also might buy one that's in America."
"That's a lot of hotels!" She said with wide eyes,
He shrugged, "Well our fathers love to make money and none of us are complaining since we love to spend the money they make."
"Is money all that matters to you all?" She asked in a serious voice.
He didn't know how to answer her. So he did what he normally did during times like this, he spoke from the bottom of his heart.
He said, "It's not that it's important to me…money has just been the one constant thing in my life other than the friends with me tonight. I've seen money more and longer than my parents ever made the effort to see me."
That was when Shizuka realized something, something that not even her friends realized. She realized that these six men only knew about money and their brotherhood. They didn't know anything else. They didn't know about true happiness or love. They didn't know about true love. It was then did she make a vow that she and her friends were going to make these boys experience everything they have missed out on.
She promised herself to make the others understand where she was coming from and to help her in this endeavor.
Little did she know, her friends were going to make the same realization soon enough. They, and she just didn't see it yet.
Yugi was the first one after her to see what she had seen in Otogi. It was when Atem stomped over to him; he looked about ready to kill his cousin. It took the short boy several minutes and several glasses of wine in order to convince the taller boy not to actually fulfill his promise.
"You really need to calm down a bit," He said.
Atem rolled his eyes, "I don't want to calm down. Do you see him? He's being an idiot! He would yell at anyone else if they did this but not him. Oh no you can't tell the king anything or he'll get mad."
"You know, you sound like a kid," He said.
Atem scoffed, "I'm not a kid they're the kids. I had to grow up because Seto said I had to because he had to grow up. You know who refused to grow up with us? Bakura!"
"Really?" He said genuinely surprised.
The taller one nodded, "Yes he's even older than me. It's not fair that I had to grow up while he gets to act his age and younger. I hate watching over everybody have so much fun and me ruining it. I wish I could watch over myself and myself only."
"I hope your only saying that because you're mad and drunk," Yugi said, "You should be happy you have friends to watch over because when you help them before or after they fall, they are so grateful to you."
The Egyptian rolled his eyes once again, "There is nothing I want more than just have no one to worry about for just one whole day. Is that too much to ask?"
Yugi sighed, there was no winning against him now was there? He had a feeling that the Egyptian did mean some things he said but not all of them. He knew that the older boy was just pissed off that his cousin was drunk as hell. Like his friends and himself were to blame about someone being drunk? Yeah right. If anything he and his friends were most likely innocent. Okay, Jou and Kira were probably to blame but it wasn't like anyone else was going to worry about that little detail right? Right.
The short boy knew within his heart that he just had to help the person in front of him. He just had to show him that not everyone was as bad as he was thinking. Yugi liked helping out his friends because he loved his friends from the bottom of his heart. Atem must feel the same way right? He just had to for if he didn't he wouldn't be so mad at his cousin right now.
"So you want to play a game?" Yugi asked.
Atem lifted an eyebrow, "What game?"
"A card game," He said.
The Egyptian smiled, "You know, I was the king of card games back in Egypt."
"Well that's Egypt, we're in Japan and here I'm king," The short boy said triumphantly.
The other's smile turned into a smirk, "Is that so?"
"Yes that's so," He answered swiftly.
Malik really wanted to run his knife though the person next to him. Marik was just a horrible person and he honestly wished he could kill him. He just hated to think what his life would be like if he had to live with this idiot every day of his life. It kind of made him feel sorry for those friends of his. He didn't want them to live like that there was no point of living if it was going to be with this bastard.
"For the last time…there is no wine," He said pissed off.
Marik answered, "No wine eh? Then what the hell was I drinking? Water?"
"What you were drinking was VODKA!" He yelled.
The Egyptian put his hands up, "Woah woah dude…you should take a chill pill. What's got you so stressed out?"
"YOU!" Malik yelled louder, "You're stressing me out! If I could, I would hit you so hard your ancestors would feel it."
He chuckled, "Yeah I do that to people for some reason, I haven't figured out why yet…."
"Because you're an idiot," Malik answered hotly.
Marik scoffed, "It's not that I'm an idiot, I just say stupid things and I do stupid things because I just hate to be boring to my friends. Atem needs to mother someone or he'll die, Seto needs someone to yell at, Yuri needs someone to mess up his room, Otogi needs someone to mess up his hair and Bakura needs someone to keep him grounded. All I need is to be needed so I answer to their needs. I give Atem someone to mother, Seto someone to yell at, Yuri someone to mess up his room, Otogi someone to mess up his hair and Bakura someone to keep him grounded. I like my position in the group and I'm not about to complain about it. So I'm sorry if I'm crazy, it hard to be yourself when your busy giving everyone what they want from you."
Malik didn't know how to answer to that. He had heard storied of what the person in front of him and Bakura had done together. One could say he was expecting a hardened criminal or something to that effect. What he wasn't expecting was this raw person he was seeing in front of him. It made him want to pull the other into a hug and tell him everything was going to be okay and that he could be what he wanted to be, not what his friends needed him to be. It took him a moment but then he saw that this was life for Marik and his friends. Everyone had something they needed to do and no one messed up their rhythm.
It was then that Malik decided that he and his friends were going to mess up that rhythm the six future hotel owners had. He smirked, this was going to be fun and he had a feeling that he could get Yugi, Shizuka and Jou on board. It was only Kira and Ryou he had to worry about more Ryou than Kira really once you thought about it but they did do things in a pair or a group.
"That's what makes you the idiot because for having all of this power your sure as hell not using it," He said.
Marik didn't know what hit him but he had a shrinking feeling that he said something he shouldn't have said.
The next morning, Bakura was hugging a rather soft and fluffy pillow. He pulled it closer to him and snuggled into the blankets that smelled like old books. Old books? His blanket didn't smell like old books. His pillow was never this warm his pillow didn't have long hair the last time he remembered. His eyes shot open, the pillow he was hugging was not a pillow.
It was a very much still asleep Ryou.
He stayed very still as he began to figure out what he was going to do next. His mind was reeling and he really didn't know what to do.
Ryou on the other hand was having such a great dream. Everything was right in the world it was so right that Kira was taking him and Malik on a trip to Russia. He was looking out at the ground below. Then it got cold. He didn't like that so he snuggled next to Malik who was very very warm and he smelled like…vodka? Wait that wasn't right…
The boy's eyes opened to see Bakura staring back at him. He had two options: 1. Go back to sleep. 2. Do something harmful to the other. He decided the latter was the best option so he pushed the boy off of the bed rather harshly.
"OUCH!" Bakura yelled.
Ryou stood up, "Get over it you big baby."
"How the hell did we end up in the same bed?" Bakura asked.
Ryou thought about it, "Actually, I really don't remember how that happened. I think I went to sleep and you decided to protect me from the rapist as you so called them…yup that's what it was."
"You let me do that?" Bakura lifted an eyebrow.
Ryou nodded, "You fell asleep the moment your head hit my pillow. I didn't want to move you but I did want to sleep so I pushed you to the side and I went to sleep. You know, for being a rich kid, you sure freak out when you wake up in a strange bed."
"Okay, being rich has nothing to do about having morals. I happen to be the only one in the group to only have one relationship in my whole life. As much as I hate to admit it, I was the last one out of all of us to lose my virginity," He said, "Now if you excuse me, I need to use your bathroom."
In the other room, Kira and Yuri were barely moving around. They kept drinking until they both passed out and now they both had a bad hangover and kinks in their necks. She glared at him as she picked up the broom and began to sweep while he got the dustpan and helped her clean the mess.
"I hate that I didn't beat you in this game…" She said flatly.
He shrugged, "We tied. That has some glory."
"No it does not," She answered, "I didn't beat you."
He laughed, "I guess I don't seem to care since I'm never used to winning anything anyways…"
"Is that so?" She asked.
He nodded, "It is with my friends…I never win anything…not even when we all made a bet to lose our virginity. I didn't get last place but I wasn't the first. It's not like I want to win. I guess I just suck when it comes to winning things. That's why I'm constantly single, I never win the girl in the end. She always ends up with Otogi…"
She stared at him for the longest time. For all of the time she had known him, she had never heard him speak like that. It was as if he had no self-esteem. Rich people were full of that shit so why didn't he have it? She found it to be super odd. She smirked to herself, so she did beat him in something. It was a bittersweet victory. It was also a victory she didn't want to win.
That was when she promised herself that she was going to get this boy some self-esteem so help her God. She looked around and noticed that everyone else was getting up.
"Do you have everything?" Yugi asked.
Atem nodded, "Yes we do. If we missed anything you can tell me when you get back to work and I'll come get it."
"Thanks for coming over," Shizuka said as she hugged the raven-haired boy.
Otogi hugged her back, "Thank you for inviting us."
"Get in the damn car already," Malik said as he pushed the spiky haired boy in the car.
Marik pouted, "What? You don't want to give me a hug good bye? You know you really suck as a host don't you?"
"Make sure you take some medicine and rest okay?" Jou asked.
Seto answered, "How can I rest with this fucking headache? Gods why did I drink so much? Why did I even want to play that game anyway? I hate myself."
"Thanks for this morning but get the hell out of my house," Kira said.
Yuri laughed, "Fine."
Bakura and Ryou were the last to leave the house. Bakura had claimed he lost something he had brought with him the two spent like five hours looking for the stupid thing. It was worse than torture itself.
"I guess it will turn up…" Bakura said as he headed outside.
Ryou sighed, "So you decide that now?"
"What? It was something important to me. How would you feel if you lost something important?" He asked.
The boy glared at him, "It makes you feel like shit every single day that you haven't found it yet."
"Then there you go…" He said as he reached the car, "I guess I have to go now…"
Ryou lifted an eyebrow, "You look sad…I'm sure your money can fix that…"
"Are you stupid?" Bakura asked, "Money can't buy you happiness."
With that the white haired boy got in the car and they drove off. Ryou didn't think the other boy was going to use that cliché but he did. Everyone walked in the house and got cleaning up everything. Ryou went into his room to see what mess the other had made. When he entered his room he was shocked.
His room was cleaner than he ever had it and on his bed was his mother's book. He picked it up and looked at it the tears forming in his eyes as he remembered what the other had told him.
"Rabbit…you're so cute."
"What you call an asshole, I call being honest, I never hold back from letting other's know how I feel. At least I can honestly say that I am being exactly who I am around anybody. Can you say that?"
"Okay, being rich has nothing to do about having morals. I happen to be the only one in the group to only have one relationship in my whole life. As much as I hate to admit it, I was the last one out of all of us to lose my virginity."
"How would you feel if you lost something important?"
"Are you stupid? Money can't buy you happiness."
"Money can't buy you happiness."
With the book in hand, he walked out of his room to see his friends with the exact same look he had on their faces.
"Please tell me that you are thinking what we're thinking," Shizuka and Yugi asked.
Ryou smiled sheepishly, "That we should help these rich boys see the light?"
"Not exactly the wording I would use but pretty much," Jou said laughing.
He nodded, "Then I am."
"That settles it…" Malik said.
Kira groaned, "Are they even worth the effort and the trouble?"
Ryou took one look at his book and instantly knew the answer to that question.
Yes.
How did the chapter go? I want to know people!
Translations:
Da=Yes
Spasibo= Thank you
U liuby čas maja pryhožaja žančyna=Anytime my beautiful woman
Zdravstvuĭte=Hello [Very formal way to say hello in Russian, it is also the hardest word to say in Russian. Try saying it five times fast. Just kidding.]
I hoped this chapter was worth the 15 pages it was written on. I don't know if there will be more chapters this long or not. I do want to write some chapters this long but only time will tell. Anyway, I want to thank everyone who got me to 37 reviews! I'm so happy it honestly makes me jump up and down like a maniac.
I'm writing chapter 7 so I hope it's done by this weekend. If not then it will be posted on my day off. I don't intend it to be a long chapter like this but it should have enough for you to be hanging on to.
Reviews=Love
Sincerely,
SangiusRubeus