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Please stick with me on this one, I'm gonna try my best:D

Disclaimer:

::Glomps Ryou and Bakura:: I want you two so much dammit::Cries::

Bakura: For your information, Ryou is MINE.

Eep... o.O;;

Ryou::Sweatdrop:: Take no notice MDS. ::Kawaii Ryou smile::

Yaaaah! Cuuuuute::Clings to Ryous sweater::

Bakura: MDS... ::Grabs Ryous other sleeve and glares::

::Mutters 'how can I say no to that sexy glare?':: Okay, you win Bakura-sama. :3

Bakura::Huggles Ryou:: I always win. ::Possessive smirk::

They're so cute... but I don't own them. ::sweatdrop::

Okay, back to the story!

"Ooooh god..." Ryou thought.

Here he was, kissing an absolute stranger, but yet he felt wonderful. Perfect.

He felt as if every every particle in his body had gone into meltdown.

He felt passionate, irrational, hot and willing. He had a similar buzz to the one he received when he played the drums.

Their chests were pressed together and Ryous hands were wandering towards the back of the yamis head to deepen the kiss.

But suddenly Ryous drumsticks clattered to the floor, and reality hit him like a sledgehammer.

The euphoria disappeared in an instance.

Ryou shoved the taller man away and stood, breathing heavily.

"Tell me who you are! You can't just enter my own house and assault me! How did you get in? The door was locked!"

This yami just took a step backwards and grinned, licking the corner of his mouth.

"I didn't enter through the door. I've been here for a long time."

Ryous eyes widened.

This couldn't be true.

"I don't care what you have to say! I'm calling the police!"

He hesitated, expecting the intruder to panic and run, but instead he just stood.

"Go ahead, I don't mind. I can easily escape - "

The figure disappeared then reappeared behind Ryou, his arm draping over his shoulder and caressing his chin.

" - But wouldn't you rather I stayed here, hikari?"

Ryou closed his eyes and arched his neck.

"That can't have just happened.." he thought "this is stupid... just call the police Ryou.."

But when he looked into the crimson eyes of this so-called yami he couldn't bring himself to take action.

"So? Wouldn't you?" The taller said with a lustful smirk.

Just that expression sent Ryou into near ecstasy, and caused him to let out a shaky sigh, which confirmed the answer for both himself and the yami behind him.

"Thought so." He said proudly, and planted a kiss on the cheek of his hikari.

Ryou couldn't think anymore. He didn't understand what was happening.

However he didn't need long to ponder this, as his eyes flickered shut and he swayed briefly before collapsing against the body of the yami.

His yami.

"My hikari..." the darker one murmured softly, admiring the unconscious face of his light.

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Holy Ra... my chapters are so short. -.-"

Bakura: Then put more plot into each chapter, stupid bitch.

::Jawdrops:: Excuse me::Hovers:: I don't like it when Bakura-sama is angry with me... T.T

Ryou: Okay... whaaatever... ::sweatdrops:: 'Kura you're awfully forward in this fic.

Bakura: Hmph, It's not like you can talk yadonushi, submissive or what? ::Smirk::

Ryou::Blush::

Hehe... :D

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