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Chapter 18
There was a terrified scream as another member of the female population of Hogwarts ran to the safety of the girl's bathroom. Bakura growled in annoyance. That was the third one today! Ever since it had been announced to the whole school that the Yule Ball would take place Bakura and friends had been constantly assaulted by girls wanting them to take them out. At first scaring the living daylights out of the pathetic girls had been amusing but now it was just annoying.
Bakura sighed in relief when Ryou exited the library. Bakura hadn't wanted to go in there since the librarian kept staring at him so had waited outside. Now that Ryou had finished returning his books they could return to the common room where they would be safe from needy girls.
As they walked Ryou casually asked, "When I was in the library were those the screams of another one of your unfortunate admirers?"
"Yes," Bakura growled.
Ryou laughed lightly. "I wouldn't have thought that you would take this so personally. I thought you would love being admired more than Yami."
Bakura smirked at that. He'd Malik had counted how many times Bakura had been asked out and compared it to Yami's total. Bakura had been winning since day one. Yami said that was only because people knew Bakura; he was the one who had completed the first task. Bakura then threw the fact that Yami wasn't the champion back in the Pharaoh's face. Bakura 1 Yami 0.
"It was fun at first but now I just can't stand the begging. You'd think these people would get the message that I'm not interested."
Ryou shrugged. "Sometimes people block out things they don't want to see until someone forcefully tells them the truth. For example, our friends and our relationship."
"Not noticing that was just plain stupidity on their part. How many hints did we drop?"
"Hundreds."
"And they still didn't work it out? Just plain stupid."
"And you not being able to work out the Egg Clue is also just plain stupidity," Ryou said with a small smirk.
Bakura's eyes narrowed. "That's different. That clue is extremely hard to work out. The Almighty Pharaoh couldn't solve it; the child genius Seto Kaiba couldn't solve it so therefore it is extremely complicated and should not be put in the same category."
Ryou blinked. "I was only joking Bakura; there's no need to be so defensive." Ryou took hold of Bakura's hand and squeezed it. "You'll figure it out eventually. You're much smarter than Seto and Yami; just don't let it get to you."
Bakura massaged his temples with his free hand. "I've tried about everything I can think of Ryou. I really don't know what else I can do with that damn egg besides sending it to the Shadow Realm."
Ryou sighed. "Maybe you should ask Harry for help. I'm sure he'd at least be able to give you a hint on what to do."
"Maybe you're right," Bakura said tiredly. He wasn't having a very good week. Besides from not being able to work out the Egg Clue he'd also been beaten at Duel Monsters twice by Yami; had mashed potato thrown over him when the Ishtars started a food fight; and had been caught in a thunderstorm when he went for a walk by the lake. Someone up there definitely had something against him.
Ryou noticed the sad gleam in Bakura's eye and decided it was up to him to cheer the yami up boyfriend style. Ryou pulled Bakura's arm around his waist and cuddled up to him. He then nuzzled his nose into Bakura's neck, making the yami's steps falter. Ryou smiled triumphantly as they stopped walking altogether; Bakura's hand moving down from Ryou's waist to feel his rear.
Ryou looked up to meet Bakura's eyes. "Back to bed or empty classroom?" Bakura asked.
Ryou put his mouth to Bakura's ear and whispered, "Empty classroom."
Bakura shivered at the sensation. A wide grin then spread across his face. "You're too good to me sometimes Ryou," he whispered before moving down to Ryou's lips.
Ryou moaned softly as Bakura explored the old territory of his mouth. His own tongue was trying to make its way into Bakura's mouth but the yami was denying entry. Ryou moaned again, this time in frustration.
When they broke apart it wasn't because they had run out of oxygen or because they had decided to find that empty classroom. No, what had made them separate was a sound that made all beautiful bishies run in terror. The sound of screaming Yaoi fangirls.
"Run for it!" Bakura shouted, grabbing hold of Ryou's hand and dragging him in the opposite direction of the hysterical mob.
Up the stairs they ran, hoping to reach the safety of the common room before the fangirls got to them. Unfortunately, as they reached the fifth floor they saw that fangirls (or at least Yaoi fangirls) weren't stupid. They had cut them off so they would be unable to reach the next flight of stairs.
"Go left!" Ryou cried as Bakura looked about for an escape route.
Bakura did as he was told and shot off down the left corridor. They kept on running but the fangirls had the power of obsession on their side to give them an extra boost of speed.
"How can we get rid of them?" Ryou asked as they neared an ugly looking statue.
"How should I know? I've never had to deal with fangirls that are high on pine fresh tic tacs before!" Bakura cried as they passed the statue.
Suddenly a door to their left opened. Bakura saw the opening and dived in, Ryou closing the door as he came through. They landed on the floor in a heap. Both held their breath as the girls outside tried the door. After a few minutes of constant rattling of the doorknob a collective cry of disappointment the two white haired teens' ears. Both let out a sigh of relief.
"Where are we?" Ryou asked as he looked around at their surroundings.
"A bathroom by the looks of it," answered Bakura.
Everything was made of white marble. In the centre of the room was a large swimming pool that was filled with hot multicoloured water and covered with pink bubbles. Around the sides were a hundred different gold taps that had jewels set into the handles. Bakura made a mental note to come back later and remove those jewels.
"It's a very fancy bathroom," commented Ryou.
Bakura nodded as he watched the surface of the water. Something seemed to be moving beneath it. What could it be?
Bakura's question was answered a moment later when Cedric rose out of the water. His back was turned to the two white haired teens and he was gasping for breath. Once he had recovered that lost breath he let out a cry of triumph. In his hand he held the Golden Egg.
"At last I've worked out that stupid clue! Why did I not think of listening to it under water before? But now I know what the Second Task is! The mermaids will take something to the bottom of the Lake and I have one hour to find it and complete the task!" Cedric then turned around and noticed he was being watched. He blushed at their wide-eyed stares. "Err…what are you doing here? This is the Prefect's bathroom."
"Sorry, our mistake; we'll leave now," Bakura said quickly, grabbing Ryou's hand and dragging him towards the door to make a quick exit now that he had found out some very useful information. Unfortunately for Bakura as soon as he opened the door he was met by a thousand screams of the still waiting Yaoi fangirls. He slammed the door shut and turned back to Cedric. "On second thoughts maybe we'll stay a bit longer. You don't mind do you?"
"Do I have a choice in the matter?"
"Not
really."
Back in the common room Malik and Marik had set up shop and were selling goods they had somehow managed to smuggle into the castle. Mainly they sold things like candy, chocolate and ice-cream; the sweet evils of life.
Since the Ishtars were not in need of money at the moment they did not charge a certain price. However, that did not mean they were giving the stuff away for free. Their currency took on a much more personal form.
"Eight, nine, ten, done." Seto stood up from the floor from where he had been doing his ten press-up. He put his shirt back on and turned to Marik. "What was the point in that?" he asked with a slightly raised eyebrow.
Marik shrugged. "First thing I could think of."
"Idiot," Seto muttered as he walked away with his coke – his new coffee/caffeine substitute.
Meanwhile Yugi was trying to heal Yami's bruised ego. Yami had tried to do something nice for Yugi by getting him sweets but (as usual) the Ishtars had decided to make such a simple thing a trial and a half for the poor pharaoh. Yugi wasn't sure what they had made Yami do but he knew that his boyfriend had failed. It was now up to Yugi to try and cheer Yami up. So far he wasn't having much luck.
"Don't feel bad Yami. If Marik and Malik set you an impossible task it's not your fault that you couldn't do it. Don't let them get to you or they've really won," Yugi tried to encourage.
Yami didn't reply. He was silently fuming. He couldn't believe the blond pair would set a task like that. If he had done it everyone would have been angry with him. Well, most people anyway. Seto, Bakura and the evil ones who set it probably wouldn't care. They would only care if their significant other threatened them with no sex or something equally as horrible.
Yugi sighed when he saw that Yami wasn't going to get out of his mood. "Will you at least tell me what they asked you to do?" Yami blushed and purposefully avoided Yugi's eyes. This got Yugi thinking. "Was it going to embarrass you?" No response. "Was it going to embarrass me?" Yami fidgeted. Bingo. "How did they want you to embarrass me?"
"I don't want to think about it," Yami muttered.
Yugi frowned. He then flung his arms around his yami, forcing the pharaoh to look at him. When he did he was met with the cutest teary hikari eyes he had ever seen. Yami felt his insides melt and was compelled to speak.
"They wanted me to pull your pants down in the middle of the Great Hall," Yami said quickly before turning away from The Eyes.
Yugi turned off The Eyes and replaced them with a look of horror. "That was what they asked you?" A nod. "And you gave up your pride to save my dignity?"
"You would hate me if I did. I would hate me if I did," Yami said, trying to hold back the blush.
A determined look made its way onto Yugi's face. "Right," he said as he got up and walked over to the Ishtars.
Yami watched curiously as Yugi stood before the two taller boys. He had no idea what Yugi said to them but he knew it must have been something terrible when both dropped to their knees, holding out imploring hands and wearing looks of abstract terror. They nodded vigorously as Yugi said something more. Then Yugi had turned around and was returning to him with a tug of ice-cream in hand, followed by the curious gazes of Jou and Seto along with the still nervous ones of the Ishtars.
"What did you do?" Yami asked, amazed.
Yugi sat down with a smile on his face. "I just asked them if Isis knew that they were supplying alcohol to underage teenagers as well as drinking their own (most likely) stolen goods. They were more than happy to offer me free merchandise in exchange for my silence. Plus they said they'd leave you alone."
Yami didn't know how to describe the things he was feeling at the moment. Amazement at Yugi's genius. Gratitude for standing up to the psychos. And something else that was making the gears ion his head spin.
"Ice-cream?" Yugi asked, holding out a spoon for Yami.
Yami looked at the ice-cream before returning his gaze to Yugi, a wide smirk planted on his lips. "Why don't we eat that somewhere…private?"
Yugi blushed, getting the implied meaning. "Alright," he said as he stood up.
Yami took Yugi's free hand and led him away into the bedroom. Just as the door closed someone shouted, "Remember to keep it down!"
Neither tri-haired males cared about what the others wanted at that point. All they could think about was eating ice-cream.
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