Bakura awoke much later than he usually did. Well, much later than he usually did when he stayed home all night. If he was, say, stealing the mayor's socks, he was almost early. But he remembered very distinctly that he had gone to bed at eight because Ryou fell asleep during they're dinner, and here he was, at two o' clock in the afternoon, and he hadn't moved. It was almost distressing.

The almost was because it was very hard for Bakura to be distressed when Ryou was nuzzling the crook of his neck with his nose, his warm breath heating the spot just under it. So Bakura stayed like that for a while, enjoying the feel of his hikari's very real body against his own. Bakura, secretly, suspected that the only reason he had managed to keep his grudge against the pharaoh going when he spent near five years in Ryou's body before he managed to find the blasted man was that he had gone mad not being able to touch, or even properly talk to, his hikari. It had not been fun.

Bakura hugged Ryou tighter.

Ryou shifted a little at the added pressure, before opening one eye, squinting around, before finally settling his attention on Bakura, at which point he smiled, and Bakura couldn't help but give a half smile back, fighting back the edge to giggle. Ryou was so cute when he first woke up. It was why Ryou very rarely got to see people in the mornings. Bakura was never very good with sharing. Ryou scooted even closer, cuddling against Bakura so that when he spoke, his lips just barely grazed Bakura's bare chest, an odd sensation but one that Bakura found immensely satisfying. "Morning, yami." Bakura smiled again and started carting his hand through Ryou's hair, an act he had gotten numerous compliments for, by the teen in his arms, by the only person whose opinion he particularly cared about. It earned him a sigh of contentment and another nuzzle. "Morning 'Kari."

"We should get up soon, yami."

"Yeah."

Neither even made an attempt to get up. After all, even by Ryou the snow bunny's standards, going from comfortably warm to freezing your ass of was not an incredibly fun transition. And as Bakura has never and will never like cold, he made certain that getting up looked like an even bleaker outcome by cuddling Ryou further. He sighed contentedly, clearly realizing even more in a way that said quite clearly 'I tried, can't do anything about it now' and Bakura had the urge to let out an evil laugh, and under normal circumstances he would, as he did so like to laugh evilly, but to laugh evilly was to make his hikari suspicious of random illegal activities (some not even possible to Bakura's knowledge I mean, how the hell are you supposed to steal the fricken sun, anyway? What in Ra's name would be the get away car?) Which would of course put Ryou on edge which in turn meant no warm bed buddy.

Which was bad.

So he refrained from laughing evilly.

They stayed like that for quite some time, Ryou once in a while saying 'we really should get up' and Bakura supportively agreeing while making Ryou as comfy as possible. It was a devilish plan that would have to be used again later. Bakura was just silently laughing evilly, as Ryou could not be suspicious of that, and thinking he could keep this up for the rest of the day, when the stupid phone rang.

Bakura sent it to the shadow realm.

Ryou pouted.

Bakura brought it back.

"hello?" Ryou said once he had picked up the some how still not dead phone (though if it had been asked it would have said that it would rather have been sent to America instead of this insane place with the devil person and Mr. fluffy but no one ever asked the phone anything oh no they were to busy having limbs) and while Ryou talked to Yugi, Bakura grumbled about technology and it's habit of hindering all useful activity, a common subject of grumbling with the yami. After all, it had been so much easier to shoplift when there wasn't a camera constantly on you.

It had been the cause of three memory wipes and a night on the couch.

The couch was awfully uncomfortable.

"Okay, bye." Ryou turned to Bakura, who was currently sulking over the past indignation of evil technology and its evilness, but he stopped to look at his hikari and grunt out "what did he want?"

Bakura had issues with Yugi, most of them centering around the fact that he and his hikari had dated for a while, and no matter how many times Ryou said it was so the pharaoh and him would get insanely jealous, Bakura still felt he should protect his hikari from the gigolo. "He just called to say he and yami won the tournament." Bakura raised an eyebrow. "There was a chance he wouldn't?" Ryou turned slightly pink. "There's always a chance that he'll lose."

"And why exactly did he feel the need to tell you that at this hour?"

"what hou- bloody hell is that the time?!" Ryou jumped up and ran to the bathroom, the shower abruptly turning on and Ryou went in almost immediately, wincing at the cold and then sighing contentedly at the warm, not bothering to take of his clothes as he had had none on in the first place. Bakura laid back down, snuggling under the covers, waiting for what he knew was inevitable.

Sure enough, roughly a minute after the water went of, there was a call from the bathroom, timid with an edge that suggested future annoyance. "Yami?"

"Yes, hikari?"

"Where, exactly, are all the towels?"

Bakura was quite impressed with himself for not letting the amusement seep into his voice. "Why, hikari, don't you remember? You asked me to pick out things to take to the homeless shelter with you, and were quite proud that I would think to give warmth to the less fortunate." Ryou growled inwardly. He had, indeed, been thoroughly impressed with Bakura, it was the whole reason nether of them was clothed, but he had thought that he had stolen them and had thoughtfully released them back into the community.

Not taken the stuff Ryou had actually paid for.

"Have I mentioned that you're evil?"

"Once a day and twice on Sundays. Hikari?"

"Yes yami?"

They were better towels than ones I could have stolen." Ryou smiled lightly.

"Yeah. I'm sure who ever is using them right now are enjoying them. Yami?"

"Yes hikari?"

"Bring me something to wear, please. I'm getting cold."

"Make me."