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Snow.

Who ever had created it, they had serious, truly should be seeing a shrink problems. Bakura had learned the word shrink from Marik, when he was complaining about the therapy Malik had forced him to get.

From the description of Marik, there were needles involved, and something that sounded suspiciously like a vampire.

Hence, why Bakura thought he who made snow should see a shrink.

His hikari, however, did not feel this way. He felt that he who made snow should be held on high and the sound of trumpets should herald his coming and going. Or so Bakura teased Ryou, who in turn made fun of sand. Which was just heresy, really.

But, whether Bakura felt there should be a shrink or not, Ryou had somehow dragged him out here anyway, grumbling bitterly and now he was just watching as Ryou frolicked around in the ghastly cold and wet stuff.

Yes, he really was frolicking.

It would be disturbing if it wasn't Ryou.

But it was Ryou, and somehow, the way he seemed to bounce around the park, humming and grinning like a madman was just insanely cute, rather than disturbing. So it was nice, really. Eventually, Ryou took a break in his 'frolicking' and came to sit next to Bakura on the bench, hugging Bakura's arm and grinning happily up at his yami. Even though Ryou was getting snow all over him and there was a good chance (in Bakura's constantly over exaggerating mind) that both of them would die of pneumonia or the black pelage or something equally unpleasant from the cold and wetness, he smiled at his hikari warmly, as if he was even slightly enjoying himself.

Ryou grin seemed to widen, if it were at all possible, and it seeped into his words as he said "isn't it wonderful? I thought for sure we wouldn't be getting any snow on Christmas, but here we are, Christmas eve, and its snowing buckets, and look! Bakura it's started again!" with that the hikari looked up at the sky, his eyes full of happiness. Bakura inwardly smiled, and he found himself thinking this wasn't so bad, even if the evil snow of evil snow-ness was now attempting to freeze the rest of him along with his ass.

Equal opportunity and all that bull.

So he stayed there, despite the cold, despite the wind, despite his frozen ass. And he knew that when they got home, Ryou would be so tired that the most he could hope for was popcorn and another playing of it's a wonderful life (and it still wouldn't be amusing to Ryou when Bakura started saying do I know you? Shortly after) and then they would go to bed and Ryou would get up in the middle of the night to try and find Bakura's present early only there wasn't a chance in hell he would even though Bakura had found Ryou's in July and then they would give each other they're gifts and Ryou would drag him along to help with Yugi's annual party and consequently get banned from helping Yugi do anything for the next year and Ryou would silently grumble about being the only person who could cook in the entire town of domino which was a dumb-ass name anyway and then everyone will show up and inch past Bakura like he was still insane, which he happily encouraged, and then they would party and everyone would get very, very drunk and Bakura would have to carry Ryou home and Ryou will be so plastered he falls asleep right away then too and Bakura will spend the rest of the night staring at him.

And he would think it was not so bad, this Christmas thing, because, after all, he got Ryou.

And no present in the world could beat Ryou.

Not even some proper weather.

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So. This was actually written some time in July, edited in early November, and held off posting until at least after thanksgiving. I think I missed this; Bakura being an ass, Ryou being cuddly, it's just one of the great joys of the fandom. I've been dallying in other pairings, if only in my mind, and I have a feeling that a puppyshipping fic is going to be coming out from me soon, but that's a definite maybe, and 'moments' is a definite. Thank you to all who have or will review; I love feedback, even if it's just telling me the typo's.