ibeseeingyou – Thank you very much ^-^ I try to keep it sweet at least to a point. Otherwise Bakura would be dead.
TOD ZUYO – Yes! A new chapter!
Fallen Crystal Moon – It's in his personality. Bakura's just naturally an ass sometimes and does things without thinking. He makes up for it. I hate writing OOC and trying to keep the OOC to a minimum when I do go OOC so I had to put something like that in there. As for the glomping, now is okay, but once Ry starts showing you should try to keep it to a minimum. Kay?
Ryo: Please?
YamiBakura1988 – Thank you :D This is so unrelated but my curiosity is getting the better of me. You wouldn't happen to have a YouTube account with the same name, would you? If so, I owe you, I never would've seen the show at all.
KATZUNITED-MEOW- – *evil cackle* Yes, let the Saw marathon commence…
Gaarahottie – Thank you. New chapters will be up as soon as I write them. And since I have nothing really planned out it might be several days between chapters ^-^; But I write in school, so chapters get done quickly…
His-Bloodthirsty-Princess – Compared to some other authors I update rather quickly. I write in school at least for a few minutes every day and I RP my versions of Bakura and Ryo with my friend's RP characters on Gmail which helps me come up with ideas. I promise that the lengths between chapters will at the very most be two weeks. I hate waiting to get writing done ^-^ Advantage for you guys!
Don't own Yugioh. Never will. Bite me. Don't own Skype either.
Ryo woke up in Yugi's guest room and cursed under his breath. He immediately recognized the churning in his stomach as morning sickness. He was on a record of keeping six meals in a row down, too.
He looked at the clock on the bedside table. It was a little after three. Far too early to go bug Yami and Yugi. He didn't want to throw up—he and his baby needed that food.
Ryo rolled over and tried to go back to sleep. Maybe if he ignored it, it would go away. Of course, that had never worked before, but Ryo prayed it would work now. No such luck.
Gagging, Ryo sat bolt upright, pressing his palms tightly to his mouth. Shit! he thought. He tasted bile but forced it back down. On second thought, three o'clock AM sounded like a wonderful time to wake Yami.
Getting out of bed, Ryo wandered down the hall to Yami and Yugi's room. The door was open and Ryo leaned against the frame. "Yami," he said breathlessly.
Yugi stirred, but neither woke. "Yami!" Ryo said more loudly.
Yugi groaned and sat up, rubbing sleep from his eyes. "Ryo? Whassamatter?"
"Do you have any morning sickness pills?" Ryo asked quickly, his stomach churning violently.
"No," said Yugi, wondering why on Earth Ryo as bringing this up at this hour, not noticing how pale the younger boy looked. "We gave them all to you. Yami could go get some when he wakes up, but he could sleep through World War III."
"Oh," said Ryo quietly before giving in and tearing off to the bathroom.
He fell to the bathroom floor in front of the toilet and immediately emptied his stomach, barely making it. His eyes filled with frustrated tears. He started slightly as he felt his hair be pulled back. Yugi had followed him.
"I'm sorry! I didn't realize you felt sick," said Yugi.
"I always feel sick," cried Ryo. "The pills just help keep the food down."
Yugi nodded. "Yami said that morning sickness stops after about five weeks," he offered.
"That's doing me a shitload of help now!" shouted Ryo, leaning over the toilet again.
Yugi held his hair back as he retched. He mentally noted that Ryo must really be miserable if he's swearing.
Ryo took a shaky breath and wiped his mouth with the back of his wrist. "I think I'll just tell Bakura to come get me," he managed to say before he was hit with another wave of nausea.
Yugi watched sympathetically, "That might be a good idea," he said. "We can't really help you out over here, especially when the one who actually knows what he's doing is ASLEEP!" he shouted the last word over his shoulder, but did not wake the former Pharaoh.
"I don't think it'll be stopping anytime soo—" Ryo broke off with a gag as he vomited again. "I'm gonna be spending the rest of the night with my head in the toilet!" he wailed.
Bakura yawned as the credits of Saw III rolled. Malik was dozing on Marik's shoulder and Marik looked ready to fall asleep as well. Three movies had taken them late into the night.
Bakura.
Bakura jumped as Ryo's voice sounded through his mind. Ryo? It's three-thirty in the morning.
I know that. Ryo's voice was irritable. You think I'm up for my own enjoyment? Can you come get me?
Does this mean you forgive me?
No, but the current mood swing prevents me from being furious with you. Just come get me, I'm puking my guts out over here.
Bakura glanced over at Malik and Marik. Ah… He then felt pure misery on the other end of the mind-link and knew Ryo was vomiting again. I'll be there as soon as I can.
"Marik?" Bakura said.
"Hmm?" asked Marik, half-asleep.
"Ryo is sick; he wants me to come get him."
"Aww, okay," said Marik. "Come back and see us before a month passes next time."
Yugi was dozing in the shop area as Bakura approached on foot. It was close to four in the morning. Yugi jolted awake as Bakura rapped the glass. Getting up quickly, he went over to open the door.
"He's still upstairs," he said before Bakura could ask.
"Kay. Thanks for letting him stay here," said Bakura.
"Yeah, well, don't let it happen again," hissed Yugi. "I love having Ryo over here but I don't like hearing that he came over only because you fucked up so bad that he doesn't want to be around you. It's the yami's job to protect the hikari, not distress him so much that he has to run away. Think before you fucking act next time."
Bakura blinked in shock at the normally gentle hikari. "I—I know, I'm not gonna upset him like that again," he stuttered.
"Good," said Yugi furiously, eyes flashing. "Because if you do I will personally castrate you."
Bakura nodded mutely and allowed Yugi to lead him inside, not doubting for a second that Yugi would uphold his threat.
"He's still in the bathroom," said Yugi. His eyes were still hard. "Go get him and get out of my sight."
Bakura turned and went up the stairs. The bathroom door was open and the light was on. "Ryo?" he said, leaning against the door frame.
Ryo straightened up slightly from where he was leaning over the toilet and turned to face him. "There you are," he said weakly.
"Feel up to going home?" asked Bakura.
"No, but I've been throwing up for an hour and I can't stay here forever."
"Then come on, Yugi is beginning to scare me with the way he's glaring at me from downstairs." Bakura looked over his shoulder to see that Yugi was in fact sending a death glare his way.
Ryo got shakily to his feet and staggered. Bakura caught him by the elbow before he could fall. Ryo mumbled his thanks. He was very pale and had dark circles under his eyes.
"You should try to sleep in the car," said Bakura. It was not a request. Ryo merely nodded, too tired to argue.
"Bye, Ryo," said Yugi sympathetically. "Feel better." Ryo didn't see the warning glare he shot Bakura. Bakura laughed nervously and led Ryo out to the car.
Ryo climbed into the passenger seat and fell asleep almost instantly. Bakura smiled slightly as he started the car.
By the time Bakura pulled up to their house, Ryo had fallen even deeper asleep, lulled by the motions of the car. Bakura found that he didn't have the heart to wake him. Getting out of the car, he moved to the passenger side and opened Ryo's door. Carefully, he lifted Ryo out and held him bridal style. Ryo sighed in his sleep and relaxed as his head rested against Bakura's warm chest.
Kicking the car door closed, Bakura carried Ryo inside and up to their bedroom. He laid Ryo on the bed, careful not to wake him, undressed, and climbed in next to him. Ryo sighed in contentment as Bakura softly embraced him.
Bakura was awake when Ryo woke up well after noon. He was still in bed with one arm around Ryo and his laptop on his lap, typing with just his right hand. Ryo stared at the screen through half-lidded eyes as Bakura continued his Skype chat with Yami and Marik, unaware.
Bakura looked down as Ryo yawned and smiled softly when he saw Ryo half awake. "You're up."
"Mmm," groaned Ryo, nodding with a heavy head.
"How do you feel?" asked Bakura, quickly telling Yami and Marik that he'd be right back and setting the laptop aside.
"Crappy," replied Ryo. "I'm one hundred percent certain that there's nothing left in my stomach after last night and it still feels like I'm gonna be sick."
"Well, hopefully last night was your last morning sickness attack," said Bakura cheerfully.
Ryo's eyes widened slightly and he became very tense. "Nope," was all he could say before he was running for the bathroom.
Bakura sighed before getting up and following Ryo. Ryo was bent over the toilet, making small gagging noises. Bakura kneeled down next to him and put a hand between Ryo's shoulder blades, rubbing gently.
"Nothing's coming up," Ryo wailed. He gagged and continued to dry retch. He started to cry involuntarily as his stomach muscled clenched on empty air.
Bakura could detect every ounce of pain and discomfort over the mind-link, but all he could say was, "It'll be over soon. I'm here." If it wasn't over soon, Bakura vowed to kill the Pharaoh personally. Yami had said that all morning sickness shouldn't last more than a month and a half. Ryo was six weeks today.
"You want me to what?" asked Bakura two weeks later.
"Go out and pick up some ketchup," repeated Ryo. Within a week after he had experienced dry retching his morning sickness had faded completely, replaced with the need to eat the oddest foods every second of the day.
"But, Ryo…you hate ketchup," Bakura pointed out.
Ryo shrugged. "I know. But I want some now. Or rather, our daughter does."
"Son," said Bakura.
"Daughter," said Ryo.
"Son," said Bakura patiently.
"Daugh-ter," said Ryo in a singsong voice, sticking out his tongue.
Bakura sighed. He wasn't going to win any arguments if Ryo was in a playful mood swing. He made a mental note to see if the store had anything for mood swings.
"Okay, okay, I'll go out and get some ketchup if that's what you and the baby want," he said in a slightly resigned voice. He had learned very quickly since the mood swings started that if Ryo was happy then there would be no problems.
"Thanks!" said Ryo brightly, leaning up and kissing Bakura on the cheek. "I'm gonna go take a nap till you get back."
With that he turned and left the living room. Bakura stared after him in mild shock at his abrupt departure, before getting up and leaving the house.
Ryo sighed in contentment and snuggled under the comforter. Yep, cravings and exhaustion were what his child gave him now. But he didn't mind. He was just glad the morning sickness was over with. Within minutes, he was asleep.
It seemed that he had only been asleep for a few minutes when he was waking up to a pitch black room. Ryo sat up and blinked sleep from his eyes. He could hear screaming and gunfire downstairs, a sure sign that Bakura was home.
Throwing back the covers, he got out of bed and padded down the hall and stairs. Bakura was lounging on the couch with Tsumi on his lap watching a movie, the source of the screaming and gunshots.
"Bakura, turn that off, it distresses the baby," said Ryo, leaning over the back of the couch.
Bakura jumped slightly and paused the movie before turning off the TV. "You mean it distresses you," he said playfully, turning around and kissing Ryo softly.
"Which in turn distresses the baby," pointed out Ryo, breaking the kiss and putting a hand on his flat stomach.
"Touché," said Bakura. "Did you enjoy your five hour catnap?"
"Mmhmm," said Ryo. "Do we have any pickles?"
"I don't think so," replied Bakura.
"Oh. Could we get some?" asked Ryo hopefully.
"Ryo, it's almost midnight. The store's closed."
"Oh," said Ryo, looking genuinely disappointed. "Well, did you get the ketchup at least?"
"I did. It's in the fridge."
"Sweet," said Ryo, walking into the kitchen and beginning to prepare a peanut-butter and ketchup sandwich. Bakura mentally shuddered.
Ryo is eight weeks along.