Hello everyone and happy Saturday! I hope that all of you are happy for December! I know I am!

Okay as you can see, the chapter is a part 1. Let me explain that, this sort of thing happens when I have different versions of the same song. (I have three for 'Bad Romance' so keep an eye.) So the general idea of this chapter is going to transfer to the next chapter. But I am very excited because this is one of those plot-moving chapters. So yes, we are going somewhere and say hello to the drama on its way.

Now I'm going to thank Sezthekitty, randomismyname13, yamiXyugi-setoXjou-4ever, MidnightFantasiaGoddess, Crazy-Queen-of-Games-In-Secret, sirena2fire, FormerV and WolfyMcClowd. Thank you so much for the reviews and please keep them up!

Song: Constant Craving By The cast of 'Glee'

Enjoy!

Constant Craving Part 1

Something was coming, he felt it, and from the moment Bakura opened his eyes that morning, he had a feeling in his gut that something big was going to happen. The feeling wasn't of nervousness or anything like that; this was the feeling of dread. He shivered unwillingly. What was he going to do about it? Nothing as of yet, at least, until he figured out why he had this feeling.

It had been one month since the book was returned to its rightful owner. The owner of said book didn't act any differently from when he first met him. He didn't even get thanks for being so kind as to return it. He rolled his eyes. Ryou was one stubborn brat to say the least.

A piss and a shave later, he got dressed and looked outside. He was amazed at how the weather looked so perfect. It was almost too perfect, like it was the calm before the storm. It was an odd feeling. The white haired boy left his room for the kitchen.

Yes, the kitchen. About two weeks ago, the boys were told that their father's bought them a house and by house they meant mini mansion. It was in the upper district and it was freaking huge. To the blue-collar folks that may have been over doing it but to the white-collar citizen it may have been considered nice and to the six boys it was just a bit stuffy. If that didn't tell someone that these boys were very rich, nothing would.

"How did you sleep?" Atem asked as he was cooking in the kitchen.

Bakura still couldn't get over the fact that the Egyptian took his motherly role seriously. Atem was making breakfast while Seto was drinking a cup of coffee and looking at the local newspaper. This was either a cruel joke or Bakura was more abnormal than he thought. He sat down next to the brown haired boy and looked at the sports section of the paper.

"I slept good. Now Seto, how does the world look like?" He asked.

The other blinked, "Decent. Anyway, it looks like a terrible storm is coming our way."

"How bad is it?" Atem turned to look at them.

Seto shrugged, "It says there is a chance of flooding in certain districts…either way it sounds bad enough to put some people out for a long while."

"That sucks," Bakura said, "Should we worry about it?"

Seto shook his head, "I doubt it. Were in the upper district and our house is on high ground so we should be fine."

"Don't assume anything," Atem said, "I think we should go to the store and fill up the fridge, freezer and get other supplies just in case something happens."

Bakura nodded, "For once I do agree with you."

"If you agree so much then I think you should be the one to go with my dear cousin and get supplies," Seto replied.

Bakura rolled his eyes, "Fine but you are going to give us some money first."

Kira's eyes shot open that morning. The first thing she noticed was how freezing it was in the house. She groggily looked at her CD's thinking of which one to use. Once she picked it out she walked to her boom box [Remember those?] and put in her cd. Soon, the music filled the room and her when it began to play. She closed her eyes and for a moment she was back in her homeland. She missed that place like crazy. She shook her head and began to dress in her uniform as soon as that was done; she fixed her dark red hair and managed to get all of it in a skullcap. She gazed at herself in the mirror for a brief second and then she went to the kitchen to cook breakfast. Today it was going to be pancakes. She had just finished three of them when Jou came out of his room fully dressed and looking tired.

"Mornin'," He said.

She smirked, "Good morning to you to Jounouchi…"

"Don't call me that," He winced.

She tilted her head to one side, "And why not?"

"Because I said so…" He answered as he got the three pancakes.

The Russian was about to respond when Shizuka came out of her room yawning.

"I'm still sleepy…" The younger girl said.

Jou smiled, "That what you get when you and Yugi stay up gossiping."

"We were not!" She said defensively.

Just then, Ryou walked into the kitchen bright-eyed and bushy tail [No puns intended.]. Everyone looked up and stared in shock, which made the boy pause and look at every one back.

"What?" The white haired boy asked.

Kira spoke up first, "Your awake before Malik."

"The world is going to end," Jou said.

Shizuka nodded, "Yeah."

"Oh come on…" He rolled her eyes, "I fell asleep early."

Kira sighed, "You never wake up before our chef."

He ignored the other's comments as he sat down. He shivered; it was freezing inside the house. If this was the temperature inside, he hated to know what the temperature was outside. He was hugging himself when he was giving the pancakes and was eating them when Malik and Yugi came rushing out of their room. The two girls and the blonde just stared at them and laughed. Malik took one look at his British friend and knew exactly why they were laughing. He shrugged it off and got his pancakes.

As soon as the last person ate, they cleaned everything up and headed for work. Ryou had a feeling that something was going to happen that day. He just didn't know what it was yet.

Bakura scowled as he walked into the grocery store with Atem, he was happy that the other boy wasn't making him hold on to the cart or anything stupid like that. What was he five? No. He was a manly man. He was so manly that he was grocery shopping with his friend who mothered him…okay maybe he did need to re-evaluate his life choices just a bit.

Anyway, the pair began to walk through an aisle that had flashlights, batteries and such. The moment Atem took out a list, Bakura made a face.

"You seriously made a list?" He asked.

The other gave him a look, "Well one of us had to, we are not going to just buy random shit we don't need. If we are going to spend Seto's money, it's going to be on stuff we need. As soon as we have everything on the list, then we can spend the rest of his money on stuff we don't need. How does that sound?"

"I guess I can handle that…" He trailed off.

If there was any place in the world that got Bakura distracted it was the grocery store. Don't ask him why because he wouldn't say, but he just liked to watch people while in there. He would look at a person and wonder to himself just what they did in their life and why. It made him curious and he just wanted to know why people were the way they were. Why were some people more negative while others were more positive? Why were some thieves like him while others probably never stole anything in their life? Atem, meanwhile, was looking around at the things they had to buy. He had 20 flashlights, two rather large packs of batteries, some matches, candles, and a first aid. He knew he may have been over doing it but you honestly never knew if you were going to need it or not. He took a glance at his scowling friend and let a small smile grace his face. He found it so funny when Bakura was lost in thought. Seto would say that he was contemplating what to steal but Atem knew better. To the 'criminal' next to him, there was no glory in stealing from a grocery store.

As they headed to the meat department, the Egyptian elbowed his friend.

"What?" Bakura asked annoyed.

Atem replied, "We are going to the meat department, pick out what you want…"

At this the white haired male's eyes lit up with excitement. He almost ran to the section where the beef was and began to look at the steaks. Once he found them, he examined every single pack he got. He loved his steak and if he was going to spend Seto's money on it, it just had to be perfect. The moment he found the ones that he deemed worthy of eating he put them in the cart with, unbeknown to him, a smile on his face.

"You look like a child in the candy store," The Egyptian said while trying not to laugh.

He glared at him, "Oh hush and let me have my fun with Seto's money will you?"

"Fine," Atem replied.

The rest of the shopping went with out any incident; to the more mature one of them both it was a good trip because if everyone were there, someone would be bleeding somewhere.

Ryou looked up at the sky as he waited in the parking lot for his friends to hurry up. Since it was winter, the outdoors tended to be colder than normal and he didn't bring a warmer jacket. Apparently, it was going to be some rough weather. Their boss gave them off until further notice, the same thing for Jou, Shizuka and Yugi. It was going to be a month and two weeks since they all had become roommates. The bills were a lot easier for them to handle. Plus, the times they now had together were great.

"RYOU!"

Said boy looked in the direction his name was called and saw Jou waiving him down. He waived back.

"It looks like we're in for a rough night…" The white haired boy said.

He nodded, "Yeah, but we're broke, I hope that we can ride out this storm with the supplies we have on hand."

"I hope so too…" Ryou trailed off as he saw his friends coming near.

Kira was all smiles today; Dartz never came out of his room. It was so calm at work every one was secretly hoping he would just stay up there in his room forever and never come back down. Unfortunately he came down to say that those people, who had to work the next day, could stay in the hotel. That was when Ryou began to worry, was this storm going to be that bad? He really hoped not.

The Russian walked over to him, "So, ready to go home today?"

He nodded, "Yes I am."

The ride home was just quiet. Every station on the radio was talking about the storm system that was heading toward them. Shizuka was the only one who voiced her worry over it but Ryou knew better. He knew that everyone else was also worried about it too; he could see the worry written on Kira and Jou's faces, even if they didn't say it.

Once they arrived at the house, Ryou took a look at the supplies they had. He frowned; they didn't have anything but canned food. He began to panic, they didn't have enough supplies and none of them got paid until the following week. Malik walked next to him and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly.

"I think we can survive," The Egyptian said.

Ryou kept frowning, "You think so? We have nothing in our fridge or freezer. How can six of us survive on nothing?"

"You forget that we have the dry storage," He answered, "I know that can hold all of us down for a few days."

The boy's frown still didn't go away, "If you say so…"

Ryou still didn't believe him but then again neither did Malik himself. He was just hoping for some kind of miracle.

It was around eight when the storm hit and from the looks of it, it was going as bad as everyone said it was going to be. Bakura kept his eyes on the window as his friends were playing games. Were they really that bored? The teen rolled his eyes as he began to look at his phone and play games on it. His mind kept thinking about the storm. Every so often he kept looking out of the window. Why was he doing that? It wasn't like he had someone important waiting for him or anything. Why was he on the edge? He kept playing his game, for a while, his eyes began to look at his friends again. They looked like they were having a great time. Just like that time they went to that house for game night…

His eyes widened. That house…Ryou!

He immediately stopped playing his game and headed for the door. Marik looked up from the game he was playing and gazed at his odd acting friend.

"What's with you?" He asked.

Bakura looked at him, "I have to go get them out."

"Get who out of where?" Atem asked.

Bakura was about to hit them, "You know! That Russian girl! The Egyptian boy! That short boy! The blonde boy and his sister! My Rabbit! That house they live in is not safe!"

"Come to think of it, it was in the south side right?" Yuri asked standing up from his seat.

Otogi stood up too, "Seto did say this storm was going to be bad enough for those people on low lands and that house wasn't on highlands."

"It also wasn't in the best condition, this storm might ruin the house," Seto finally said.

Atem then said with wide eyes, "Not only that, but the people inside it might get hurt."

The two cousins then met eyes with each other.

"How much did you buy?" The brunette asked.

The tri-hair colored teen said, "Enough for a lot of people that's for sure."

"We'll take one car over there and drive their cars on the way back," Seto said as he grabbed a set of keys.

They forgot their jackets as they ran outside in the pouring rain. It was around eight thirty. By the time they were to get over there, it was going to be nine. They hoped that by then nothing extremely bad would have happened.

Ryou had fallen asleep sometime after dinner and after he took his vitamin. Only when he slept did he ever look peaceful. His dream was odd though. In his dream his mother was alive along with his little sister Amane they were all sitting on the couch and Ryou was talking about work. He was currently bitching about Bakura. He had just finished going on a rather hard rant when his mother began to laugh. He was about to respond when he was shaken awake. He opened his eyes and was face to face with Malik who looked terrified.

"What is it?" Ryou asked.

Malik took a deep breath, "We lost power! How can this storm be so bad as to have us loose power? It's not flooding in our house yet but the water is going to rise…what are we going to do?"

"Calm down!" Ryou said as he shook the other's shoulders, "All we need to do is try to block water from entering."

As it turned out it was much easier said than done. The house was on very low land and all of them knew that they were screwed since none of them had any other place to go. For what seemed like an hour, everyone was trying to block the water from entering when they realized it was a lost cause. They didn't have any sandbags and the electricity was gone so it was freezing. Everyone was looking grim, even Yugi wasn't smiling. They were about to give up when there was a pounding on the door.

They looked at each other not really sure if they wanted to answer it.

"It could be help…" Ryou mumbled to himself but still made no effort to get up.

Shizuka heard what he said and ran to the door and opened it. Immediately the six hotel heirs entered the house. All six of the residents of the house were in pure shock. What the hell were they doing there? Ryou was about to ask but Bakura beat him.

"What the hell are you all doing just standing here? Get everything you need now!" He yelled.

No one needed to be told twice. Ryou got up and left to his room, he didn't know Bakura was behind him until he had turned around to shut the door. He was once again about to say something but the older boy handed him a random suite case he had and told him to start packing everything he felt was dear to him. The first thing the British boy began to pack was his pictures and books he didn't have a lot as he would have wanted, to but these pictures and books were from his childhood. They meant everything to him and he was glad that the other brought a flashlight since he was able to fit every single one in his bag. He noticed his counterpart was packing some clothes and shoes in another bag while mumbling something.

"Why are you doing this?" Ryou finally asked.

Bakura sighed frustrated, "Because we are going to take you and your friends with us to ride out the storm at our place."

"But we can't stay at the hotel…" Ryou said weakly.

Bakura whirled around, "We're not staying at the hotel. Our father's bought us our own house. I know you all can stay there. Now if you are done packing everything you need, let's get out of here. Do you have a car?"

He nodded.

"Give me the keys then, I'm driving it to our place," The other boy answered firmly.

Ryou and the still scowling boy left his room and into the living room where all of the keys were. They were not the first ones done. Marik and Malik were done along with Yuri and Kira.

"Should we wait for everyone else?" Yuri asked as he turned to Bakura.

Bakura answered impatiently, "Like waiting for them is going to keep this place from flooding…"

"Chill out will you? Seto and Otogi are almost done," Atem said as he emerged from Yugi's room.

The white haired boy scoffed, "We might get sick!"

"I bought a first aid kit and medicine. We'll be fine," The boy answered.

Seto and Otogi came out of the respected room with suitcases and stuff. As it turned out, Seto grabbed Otogi's keys and since Shizuka didn't have a car of her own it worked out wonderfully. As they had planed Bakura was going to be driving Ryou's car, Marik would be driving Malik and so on and so forth. As soon as everyone got the keys from the car they were going to drive, they took off from the house.

Ryou just sat on the passenger's seat and looked at the person next to him. It was a quiet drive and both of them were focused on the road. They were lucky since not that many cars were on the freeway. It gave them both a piece of mind. There were so many questions Ryou had. He wanted to ask all of them but he didn't say anything instead, he leaned against the door and fell asleep.

Bakura looked to side to see that his passenger was in a deep slumber. That was fine he needed to keep his eyes on the road anyway. He could feel the wind almost want to pick up the car. When did the wind get that powerful anyway? He shrugged it off.

It was close to ten when they all made it back to the house/mansion. The floodwaters had yet to reach their property and for that they were grateful. Since the house had three rather large garages they were successfully able to fit two cars in the second garage and the rest in the third.

Bakura looked over at the other boy who was still asleep. He had two options, make two trips or wake up the boy. This time, he chose the former. He had just picked up Ryou when Marik and Malik walked up to him and asked if he needed help. All he did was point to the bags and told them to leave them in the living room and he would take them the rest of the way. The 'criminal' was surprised how much of a deep sleeper the boy was. He could move him all he wanted but he didn't wake up. He also noticed just how light he was. Did this kid ever eat? He sure as hell hoped so.

Bakura and his friends stayed on the second floor and in the rooms on the left side that meant that the rooms on the right side were unoccupied. So he went into the room opposite of his and set Ryou down on the bed and pulled the covers over him. For the love of Ra he hoped the boy wasn't going to catch a cold. He went downstairs to grab Ryou's stuff from the living room. After he dropped if off, he went into his respected room and fell asleep.

The next morning, Ryou woke up to the sound of thunder. He looked out of the window to see that the storm still hadn't stopped. That was one huge storm. He was glad to be in this house that was for sure. He opened a door in the rather empty room to find a huge closet then he opened the other door and saw a very nice bathroom. He took one look at himself in the mirror and decided to take a shower. When he got out, he changed into what ever clothes he had and bushed his teeth and combed his hair. When he was satisfied with his look he headed downstairs to where he assumed the kitchen was. When he got close enough he began to hear voices. He crouched down and hid behind the kitchen island.

"You know Bakura your such a hero," Marik said happily.

Bakura grumbled, "What makes you say that?"

"Well if it wasn't for you none of us would have remembered about them," Seto said.

Atem nodded, "Not even I thought about it."

"I guess we should thank you," Yuri said softly.

Otogi nodded, "Yeah, thanks Bakura."

"All of you just shut the hell up and go check on those people," Bakura said as he stood up.

Once Ryou heard everyone get up and leave he stood up from where he was hiding and began to look at the fridge. When he turned around again he was face to face with said hero. The two just stared at each other for a long time. They didn't know what to say or do. Finally some one said something.

"How much did you hear?" Bakura asked.

Ryou looked away, "Just the part where someone said it was because of you we 'saved'."

"Oh," He said.

The younger faced him, "Why did you do it? Why did you remember or even think about us for that matter?"

"To tell you the truth, I have no idea," The taller of the two answered.

Ryou's gaze fell to the floor and then looked back up to him, "Thank you."

"What for?" He asked.

For once, Ryou let a small smile grace his face, "Thank you for changing my mind about you…"

Bakura smirked and left the room but before he did he said, "Your welcome, I guess."

When he walked away from Ryou, his heart was pounding. This had never happened before. He did everything in his power to not turn around and take said boy on the very kitchen floor they were standing on. Why was he feeling this way? It was an odd feeling he was having but not only that, it was also a scary feeling he was having. Why was he so scared? What was he scared of? Ryou? He doubted that one. If he was scared of Ryou then he must have been terrified of Atem and mortified of Seto. He chucked to himself as he entered his room, scared of those to? Yeah. Yeah right. Looking at himself in the mirror, he decided he needed to change into something more comfortable. He had brushed his teeth when he woke up that morning. As he looked in the closet his thoughts began to drift to what his dear little Rabbit had told him. "Thank you for changing my mind about you…" That was what the boy said. This was what confused him the most. What did that mean? Was his mind set on hating him? Well he knew that he wasn't the nicest person in the world to the boy but he wasn't that much of a jackass was he? He sighed; he was that much of a jackass. He finally found some clothes to wear after a while of looking around. He changed into a black long sleeved shirt and some blue jeans. Nodding to himself he began to head toward Seto's room when he once again ran into Ryou.

"I doubt you need to change," Bakura commented.

The boy shook his head, "I'm going to check in on Jou. Maybe everyone else in there too."

"That's funny," Bakura chucked.

Ryou raised an eyebrow, "Why is that so funny to you?"

"Your friend Jou is to you all what Seto is to us," Bakura answered as knocked on the door, "Jou is in that room."

Ryou thanked him and knocked on the door before entering it. He was about to say something when Seto opened the door and almost pulled him in. Bakura was about to yell at him when he saw that everyone else was already in the room too. Taking a place on the bed he let out a sigh.

"You look like you've seen something you liked," Marik said jokingly.

Bakura shook his head, "It was only Rabbit."

He heard the rest of the boys snickering, which made him glare at them. Why they were doing that, he hadn't a single clue but as true friends, they saw something that their dear friend did not.

Seto ended their conversation with, "Okay now that everyone is here let's get down to business."

They all sat up straight as if they were soldiers and Seto was the drill sergeant. Marik, just to be an ass, even saluted the brown haired boy. He was hit upside the head by Atem who tried so hard not to laugh. Seeing as he had everyone's attention, the drill sergeant began.

"I was awoken this morning by a phone call by Dartz who told me some of the workers were lost in the storm. The people that buffoon named were the exact ones we have in our care. I told him that we found them and they are going to be residing with us until they can stand on their own two feet once more, no questions asked," Seto said, "As heirs to the hotel chain we have to show that we do care about our employees so what we did last night is exactly the sort of thing that our employees like to hear. So let me tell you how is going to work."

Everyone either rolled their eyes or groaned. The brown haired boy ignored these sounds of protests and went on.

"This mostly applies to Yuri and Otogi but I guess it fits for everyone else. I know that some of you in this room are, oh how shall I say it, craving for our dear guests. Let me warn you that once you go down this path it will not only affect you and that particular person but it will also affect the lives of those involved meaning us," he explained, "Acting on these cravings is very unprofessional and just not right. These people are not in our class, I bet that no one on their side has ever had so much as touched a mere million in their life. We need to maintain our professionalism so remember when you are flirting with them that they will forever be off limits. I know that our resident straight/pretty boys do feel something for those women. Get rid of it, it will only bring you, and them, pain in the end."

The two mentioned were giving Seto looks that no one had ever seen on their usually smiling faces. For a moment there, Bakura knew how they were feeling. He shook his head, why should he be feeling that? He wasn't craving his rabbit. That was the last thing on his mind…but why was he thinking about bumping uglies with said boy this morning? Well, he always was just a little funny in the morning anyway. It probably meant nothing. Okay not probably, it meant nothing to him. Besides Ryou wasn't his type, he liked pretty boys and the British boy just didn't match his type. If anything, that Malik kid was closer to his type, at least he had nicer hair. It may have been mean but it was truly how he felt, he and Ryou were too different for his tastes. He liked someone more willing to give him what he wanted at a moments notice. He knew that if he tried that with Ryou, he was either going to get kicked in the nuts or it wasn't going to happen period. The younger boy was too stubborn for him to handle, way too stubborn.

Seto sighed, "Now Bakura since you seem so bored, you should do the honors of telling our guests we're going to have a meeting in the living room…"

The white haired boy rolled his eyes and left the room, before he could knock on the other door, the one person he was trying so hard not to think about had just left the room. They were staring at each other.

Now what?

Ryou had just stood there when Bakura left him in the kitchen. That was it? He was expecting something more, perhaps something with a deeper meaning to it. He sighed, thinking that it was him who must have said something. Knowing that no one was around, he thought of exploring for a bit. Leaving the kitchen, he entered a dining room. So this was where they where? No wonder he heard them so close. Anyway, he didn't feel like trying to find the rest of the house so he decided to back the way he came. He had just made it up to the top of the floor when he looked up and saw Bakura standing there. Great now what was he going to say? He had to think of something and it had to be quick.

"I doubt you need to change," He heard the older one say to him.

He shook his head, "I'm going to check in on Jou. Maybe everyone else in there too."

"That's funny," The taller one chucked.

Ryou was taken aback, "Why is that so funny to you?"

"Your friend Jou is to you all what Seto is to us. Jou is in that room," Bakura answered as knocked on, what he thought, a random door.

Ryou looked at the door behind him. He guessed lying wasn't the hardest thing to do; now he just had to live with it now.

He flashed the other a soft smile, "Thanks again…"

If there was a reply he didn't get to hear it, due to force of habit he knocked on the door and entered it. The moment he walked in, he blinked. Everyone was already in there. Was there something he missed?

"How you feeling Ryou?" Jou asked as the boy walked in.

He shrugged, "Fine. Why do you ask?"

"Because when we got here last night, you were dead to the world," The blonde answered.

Malik said, "I was generally surprised that Bakura didn't wake you up and make you carry everything up stairs."

Everyone nodded in agreement. Ryou on the other hand was just taken aback. Why had the other done that? He felt blush beginning to dust his cheeks. He shook his head rigorously. Those were just thoughts that he wasn't going to have. No way in hell. The group then looked at Jou who cleared his throat.

"Since we are all here, I really think we could use this time to help them," He said, "I know it's going to be hard for a few of us to do, but I know it's going to be worth it. Remember, we did say we were going to help them and that was said a month ago. Something tells me that this wasn't just a coincidence. We're meant to be here, lets make the best of it, any questions?"

Malik's hand shot up, "What exactly do we help them with? I mean, what is it that we can do? We're not exactly the kind of people they normally like to associate with…"

"I think that is up to you. All of them, from what Kira and Shizuka told me, seem to have something different wrong in their lives. So I can't tell you what to help your person with, that's something you have to look for yourself," Jou said.

Ryou thought harder on his particular situation, when he began to think about the thief, certain feelings began to coarse though him. He didn't know what to do about them. The more he thought about them, the more confused he got. Why was he feeling these things? Why him for that matter? He wanted them to go away.

Jou cleared his through once again, "Another thing I want to bring up, I know that some of you are the object of certain people's cravings. I also think that some of you are feelings these things in return. Please don't follow the feelings, it will make you do something stupid that you will regret. I'm not going to name anyone in particular but sister and Kira."

Malik and Ryou snickered as the two girls began to blush furiously. They always had a feeling that Kira did like the Belarusian boy after all; she just never liked to show it until that very moment. Shizuka never really did shock anyone, when it came to her, if a boy just smiled at her she would instantly like him. Well, that wasn't true but it sure as hell felt that way for her brother and the other boys.

"Oh and remember, while we are here, we need to make ourselves as useful as possible…so I'm going to be messing up a few pipes here and there. I don't know about you all but I would prefer to stay here as long as I can," Jou said, "You all should think of something useful too…"

"Well in that case, Kira and Shizuka can always wear bikinis," Malik joked.

Kira glared at him, "I would rather die before I prance around in one of those. I ca-I can make pastries."

"I can clean the house," Shizuka said trying to keep the blush off, "I know just were to start…"

Yugi piped up, "I can help you since it's a big place."

"I can help Malik cook and make some desserts," Ryou trailed off.

"Please do," The Egyptian said, "But lets hope that they can't cook good food."

They began to talk about other things when Ryou said he was going to get his book out so he could start writing once again. The moment he left the room he was once again face to face with Bakura. They just had to keep bumping into each other weren't they? He just hated life at that moment.

"Yes?" Was all Ryou could say.

Bakura answered with, "Your friends are in there right?"

"Yes…why?" He lifted an eyebrow.

The other moved uncomfortably, "I was told to tell them something."

"Oh okay," The boy said as he opened the door widely for the other, "Everyone Bakura wants to say something."

The three boys and the girls crowded the door. If that didn't make him nervous, having Ryou staring up at him wasn't making it any better.

He coughed lightly, "Seto wanted me to escort you all to the living room. He's calling a meeting there for all of us."

The group looked at each other and then shrugged, this was going to be one hell of a meeting that was for sure. While on their way to the living room, Ryou thought about what Jou had said. 'I know that some of you are the object of certain people's cravings... Please don't follow the feelings, it will make you do something stupid that you will regret.' As Bakura was leading the teens to the living room he was also thinking about what Seto said. 'I know that some of you in this room are, oh how shall I say it, craving for our dear guests… Get rid of it, it will only bring you, and them, pain in the end.' They both knew their friends meant the best when they had said those things. What they both didn't know was the very people who said that and listening to it, felt those particular emotions. What they also didn't know was that they themselves had those exact same feelings.

This chapter was actually two separate chapters but I just decided to combine them. Did I do a great job on that? Can you tell where one chapter stopped and the other began? Let me know! If you can answer the second question correctly, I'll let you in on a little spoiler for the next chapter.

The next chapter is when all of the fun happens, if you want some drama, you'll be getting some major drama in the next chapter. Until then, have a good day!

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