AN: I don't own any Yu-Gi-Oh things... But I own Ryou's last name in this fic! (Although the idea came from Bleach... I don't own anything Bleach either...) Haha. I'm changing it, because I don't want Ryou to have Bakura as his last name, while his doubles name is Bakura... Kapeesh?

Title: An Artisans Craft
Chapter: 6

Ch 6: Pleasant Surprises...

Yuugi was oblivious to Ryou's shock, as he blushed brightly in embarrassment. Seeing those laughing crimson eyes watching his every move, he fidgeted nervously wishing feverently in his head that he didn't have such pale skin. Slipping his little form into his previous spot with an embarrassed cough, he finally noticed Ryou staring at his own double. Cocking his head in confusion, he shifted his eyes rapidly between the two as two pairs of brown eyes clashed in subtle intensity. Hearing a barely muffled snicker, Yuugi looked towards his companion just in time to see Yami elbow Bakura none too subtly. "Bakura. Bakura. BAKURA!" Yami repeated, accenting each of his words with an elbow in his motionless friends side. Finally getting his attention when harsh brown orbs drilled into his head, the teen snickered again and pointed randomly behind them. "I think your manager's calling you."
Bakura cursed loudly before darting away, stealing one last glance over his shoulder as he went. He obviously won't get any work done while that one was in the store...
Ryou blinked, then blushed brightly when he felt a pair of knowing crimson eyes and a pair of confused amethyst watch him. Shaking his head to clear the fuzziness that had overwhelmed his mind when seeing his gorgeous double, he quickly slid into the seat next to Yuugi, smiling genially to his friends companion. "Hello," Ryou said with his faint English accent, "My name is Ryou Byakuya. And you are?" He held out his hand in greeting. Yami blinked. It was like seeing Bakura smile gently. Very, very weird. "My names Atemu, but please call me Yami. It's nice to meet you too," he finally replied, shaking the outstretched hand. His crimson eyes darted quickly to Yuugi. "Yuugi was telling me a little bit about you before he dashed outside to tackle you," he chuckled.
Yuugi blushed brightly in embarrassment, faintly wondering if he could smash his head against a wall somewhere. Deciding to ignore the little jab, he started eating his meal, grinning as Ryou stole some of his fries. Beaming brightly again, he quickly started bombarding his longtime friend with questions.

"So, how was Egypt? Did you get to spend time with your dad? Did you see Jou or anyone yet? When did you get back?" Yuugi asked hyper actively, eating his food with great enthusiasm.

Laughing lightly at his friend while stealing another fry, Ryou calmly answered all of his friends questions, totally used to his excitable friend. "Good. Yes, a little bit. No. Today," he tapped his chin in thought. "That answers everything right?"

Yami laughed out loud, clearly amused. "Wow. That must have took some skill."

Ryou laughed too, watching out of the corner of his eye as Yuugi grinned. "Yes, well, I have to answer them all at once or someone," here he glanced at Yuugi, "keeps firing questions away."

Rubbing the back of his head sheepishly, Yuugi smiled then smacked his friends hand away from his food. "No! Bad Ryou. My food! Get your own!" he said teasingly.

Ryou just laughed and swiped another fry.

After spending time getting to know one another, Yami thought Ryou was very nice. Polite, but firm – a little bit like a school teacher – and very easy-going. It seemed like Yuugi and Ryou were very close... And he would have been very jealous if he didn't see the little glances Bakura and Ryou shot at each other. Snickering inwardly at the total opposite personalities of both of the white haired boys, Yami shot Yuugi an affectionate glance from time to time, just watching his little one – when had he started calling Yuugi his? - munching happily away at his food, the dark shadows of exhaustion fading away from his face.

When they went to pay, Yami stayed Yuugi's hand that went automatically towards his wallet, just winking and paying for both their meals. Glancing at his watch and seeing that it was already past the time they should be back at the store, Yami started ushering the two jabbering friends towards Artisans, throwing a wave over his shoulder at Bakura and mouthing 'I'll get his number for you,' jerking his thumb in Ryou's direction. Seeing his friends grateful eyes and the small smirk, he just winked and hurried to catch up with the oblivious boys. 'And he didn't even notice that I failed to pay him back for the meal from the other day,' chuckled Yami as he mentally patted himself on the back.

As Ryou lay in bed that night, he let his thoughts wander back to the white haired man from the diner. 'Yami said his name was Bakura... I wonder if he works there often...' Blushing brightly at the way his thoughts wandered, he quickly turned over and buried his head into his pillow. 'No, not going there... He's probably not even gay!'

His cellphone rang.

Jumping in surprise, then mentally wondering if it was Yuugi calling, he scrambled off his bed to answer it. Seeing the unlisted number, he frowned in confusion. 'Wait... Why would Yuugi call my cell when he could just call the house?' Answering the phone – which he had already categorized as unimportant – he was shocked at what he heard... And subsequently almost had a heart attack...

"Hi, Ryou? It's Bakura, Yami's friend from Stardust..."

Yuugi grinned in remembrance when he thought of his day. Coffee from Yami; a nice nap on his couch with the object of his affections jacket as a blanket; lunch with Yami and Ryou; and a day spent chatting and catching up with his friend at his shop. He quickly locked up his store, and prepared to head home. A voice from behind him made him jump.

"Want a ride home?"

Yuugi's eyes went wide when he heard the familiar voice. Turning slowly, he saw Yami in all of his leather glory, straddling a motorcycle with two helmets in his hands. Feeling drool start to make it's way down the side of his mouth, he quickly shook himself and looked again. Yup, Yami was in his tight leather pants, leather jacket, and black muscle shirt, straddling a black and gold motorcycle with two black helmets in his hands... He must be in heaven...

Yuugi cautiously walked up to Yami – in his mind, thinking it was a lovely fantasy – and started to look confused when the crimson eyed teen was very, very real. "Didn't you go home earlier? I thought you said you had something to do?"

Yami grinned, then tossed one of the black helmets at Yuugi. "I finished. Then I was on my way past when I saw you locking up. So I repeat, do you want a ride home?"

Yuugi gingerly fingered the helmet, staring at the machine. "Uhh... I've never been on a motorcycle..." he said hesitantly.

Watching the taller man grin, he was smoothly instructed to put on the helmet and jump on. Getting on behind Yami carefully, he blushed brightly when he noticed that he would have to be pressed up against the taller man's back. Watching Yami put on his helmet, he felt the motorcycle engine start to rev to life. Wrapping his arms carefully around the trim waist in front of him, his heart jolted when he felt them take off. Squeezing Yami's waist, he felt the wind cut through his jacket, the helmet protecting his smooth face from the wind. Feeling exhilarated, he started to laugh not knowing that Yami was grinning to himself.

When Yami stopped at the movie theater, Yuugi was puzzled. Wasn't he going to go home? Watching the other man get off his bike and take off his helmet, he quickly followed suit, still unsure of what was going on.

Yami smiled at Yuugi's confused face, placing both helmets on the handlebars. "WE are watching a movie," he said teasingly, grabbing the shocked teens hand and dragging him towards the ticket counter. "I know you've been working too much, so I thought some relaxation was in order... And there's a really good movie on tonight."

Still pulling the unresisting man after him, Yami quickly bought two tickets then proceeded to drag Yuugi after him again. When the amethyst eyed man regained some conscious though, he was sitting in the movie theater with a large bag of popcorn and some chocolates in his hand, while Yami had a large drink and some other candy in his. Seeing the lights start to dim in the crowded theater, he smiled brightly and leaned over to his companion. "Thanks. I think I really needed this." His amethyst eyes smiled up into crimson. Hearing the ads start to play, he shot a look at the screen, then the man next to him in confusion. "What are we watching?"

Yami grinned, then replied, "Night Watch."

Yuugi couldn't help but squeal in excitement. It was a new action movie that he had been dying to see since it came out in theaters a week ago. Chewing on some popcorn, Yuugi stared at the screen as the movie started...

Tbc...
AN: Like it? I wrote this in like... 30 mins. Haha. I had a chapter written previously, but I hated it. Decided to scrap it and write this one. How is it?