Chapter 6

Mirror's Gonna Fog Tonight

A/N: So…. I'm not dead! Yeah, not having internet sucks major ass! But things should be straightened out soon! I promise! Pinky swear! Also, a very interesting review was posted on Summer Nights, and got me thinking a bit. And I know some others are thinking the same thing. But fear not! All shall be revealing in due time *grins* Ahem. But anywhosies, I'm back baby! For now….

It wasn't until after the dance that the gang had learned where Tristan and Miho had ended up. Not wanting to take up the room in the van (that was his excuse anyway) Tristan had decided to take Miho to and from the dance on his motorcycle.

When the gang learned this, they dismissed it.

They had also understood when "Ryou" had offered to walk Kayla home at around 11:00. And with that said, the gang had gone their separate ways for the night.

"So, asking for permission, slow dancing, escorting me home. What's up with you Bakura? Even I know this isn't like you." Kayla said as they walked. "Did your promise really mean that much?"

Bakura shrugged. "I guess. It seemed like something I had to do at the time."

"Oh admit it. Deep inside Mr. Dark and Gloomy is a big softie just begging to be let out." Kayla teased.

"Like hell." Bakura snorted. But Kayla only laughed. "Relax Kura. Your secret's safe with me."

"Since when did you start calling me Kura?"

Kayla paused for a moment. "I honestly have no idea…. Huh. Wonder where that came from."

"Well don't do it again. It's… weird."

"Now that's a word I never thought you'd use. 'Strange' maybe. Or even 'Odd'. But 'weird'…. Never dawned on me."

"Now you're just being stupid."

Kayla laughed. "I'm just teasing. Like I said, relax."

"Your almost home." Bakura pointed out quickly, changing the subject. "It's just around the corner."

A moment of silence settled over them. But it was Kayla that broke it. "I really appreciate you keeping that promise, and I'm sure Ryou does too."

Bakura took a minute before he had answered, pondering on how to respond. "You're…. You're welcome."

"Hey, I've got a weird question for you….. What would you do without Ryou?"

Bakura stopped walking, giving her a curious look. "What kind of question is that?"

"I'm just wondering. If you didn't have to use Ryou's body, if you had a body of your own, what would you do?"

Something seemed to spark in Bakura then. "If this is your way of trying to convince me to stop possessing him, you're out of luck woman! He's useful to me and my plan! Until he proves otherwise, you're just going to have to endure it!" He snapped.

Kayla raised an eyebrow. "I wasn't trying to convince you of anything. It's was just a question. Jesus!"

Bakura shook his head. Whatever thought he had just had seemed to fade away. The change confused Kayla, but she dismissed it. "Sorry." He said. "Something just came to mind when you said that."

Kayla noticed that Bakura's hands were clenching into fists. His body seemed to tense up.

"Hey," she said calmly, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Forget about it, ok? I didn't think it was going to cause this big of a problem. I'm sorry."

Slowly and gently, Bakura placed his hand over hers, closing it over hers. It didn't seem to calm him much more, but his anger had disappeared. "It's not your fault. I don't know where that came from."

It was the truth. He honestly had no idea where the outburst had originated from, but it also wasn't the first time it had happened. He'd snapped at her a few times since school started, all over trivial and pointless things. Even now he couldn't quite recall them.

Something seemed off in his mindset. He just couldn't figure out what…

Putting their little fiasco aside, the two continued their venture to Kayla's home. Kayla pulled her spare key out from under the mat, and opened up her home to the two of them once again.

"Dad, I'm home!" Kayla called, hanging her jacket up on the coat hanger by the door, and slipping off her shoes. She took notice that the living room light had been left on, but the hallway and kitchen light were off. She walked into the kitchen and flicked on the light. Two notes were left on the counter top.

"Kayla, got called into work to fill in for a sick co-worker. I most likely won't be home in time to tell you goodnight. Leftovers are in the fridge if you're hungry. Love Dad." She read aloud.

"Well that's convenient." Bakura said, still standing in the doorway. When Kayla turned and took notice of him still being there, he decided to lean against the doorframe. "What's the second note?"

"Kayla, went out to dinner with Yumi and a few friends tonight. Dad's not going to be here, but you're old enough to be home alone so he can get over it. You know the rules. Don't let strangers in, yadda yadda. I'll be home late. But I'm pretty sure you can gather that. Peace out! Gavin."

"Well would you look at that." Bakura said. "Looks as though you and I have some time alone tonight."

A smirk similar to the one Bakura normally wore formed on Kayla's lips. "You planned for this didn't you?"

"Me? Plan on your father and brother being gone all night? How absurd! I'm insulted by the very thought." Bakura said dramatically, stepping into the room and taking Kayla into his arms. He kissed her quickly on the lips. "Besides, I planned on your dad being gone. Gavin leaving was just a bonus on my part. If he hadn't, I would've found a way to get rid of him."

Kayla shook her head. "You're terrible." She said teasingly.

Bakura smirked. "Oh I've been called much worse my dear."

"Of that, I have no doubt."

Kayla took his hand, leading him back to her bedroom. If it had been any of her past boyfriends, she would've been totally against this. But then again, those boys weren't Bakura.

Once the two had entered the room, Kayla closed the door behind them.

That was when the tension unraveled. Lips smashed against each other, fingers tangled in each other's hair. It had been the first passionate moment that the two had shared since the summer.

Suddenly, Kayla felt herself be swept away from her wall, and pinned down playfully on top of her bed. She looked up at Bakura, smirking. "So that's how it's going to be huh?"

Bakura mimicked her smirk, kissing her again. "Oh you know it." He whispered.

At around 3:00 in the morning, Gavin had returned home. He tossed his motorcycle keys on the counter, heading into the kitchen to grab a slice of leftover pizza from the night before.

Once that routine was finished, he decided to stop by Kayla's room before he went to bed. Just to make sure she'd gotten home alright.

The door was open a bit, so Gavin saw no problem with peeking in for a quick second. What he saw wasn't too out of the ordinary.

Kayla was lying asleep in her bed. Alone.

Not a single trace of her and Bakura's night was left behind. That was something the two had become experts at hiding.

Seeing everything as normal as it could be, and completely oblivious otherwise, Gavin slowly shut the door, and went back out into the living room, where he was sleeping until he and Yumi could get a place of their own. With his current income, and Yumi's announcement of special plans for the future earlier that night, Gavin knew it would be soon.

With those thoughts in mind, Gavin had gone to sleep happily.

At 4:00, when Jonathon returned home, he himself was too exhausted to even bother to take notice of a crystal hanging from his son's neck.

A/N: Still can't do it. Can't write the romance scenes. But I think the chapter title and imagery speak for themselves. Yep. Also, Gavin plays a larger role in this than everyone thinks, as does Yumi! Not bad for my comeback chapter if I do say so myself. Hope ya'll enjoy! Reviews make the world go round, and add sugar to my coffee! :D