DISCLAIMER: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! My computer is going to die, so bye! I don't want death! Enjoy! Please comment!
*A few months later Layla's view*
I can't wait until the wedding! I run through the door and into the bedroom. I see Bakura sleeping on the bed and stop immediately. Don't wake him. He needs his sleep. I tiptoe back out of the room and start making dinner. Hmmm. Maybe a simple salad and chicken will work tonight. I turn around to start and jump. "Dear God Bakura! You scared me!"
He chuckles. "I'm sorry Layla. What is for dinner?"
"Oh, just chicken and salad, I didn't know what you would want. I thought you were asleep."
"No I just woke up." He smiles down at me. "How was your day?"
"It was okay; just boring and no, there have not been anymore incidents." I kiss his cheek. "Today's a special day!"
"Don't tell me it's your birthday." Bakura looks away.
"No, that's in September. Today is the day I can remove your bandages!" I smile up at him. He smiles back and holds me. "You know if you want to eat you have to let me go." I lean against him.
"Maybe I'm not hungry and just want to be with you." He kisses the top of my head.
"If you want I can take them off now." I pull back a little bit and finger the bandage around his forearm.
"They are getting a little itchy." I take off the arm bandage first. There is light scarring three inches down his arm. "Wow, I thought it wasn't that bad."
"Bakura, you passed out!" I hold his scarred arm. "Please don't go looking for a fight."
"Layla, I cannot guarantee anything." I sigh and slowly unwrap his face. "Does it look like the one three thousand years ago?" I gasp and look away. "I'm guessing that's a yes."
"Just…Just a little." I can't help but stare at my fiancée's face. "It's identical!" He moves toward me.
"You know you are still my sweet angel right?" Bakura looks down hurt.
"Yes, but Bakura, if I didn't leave you then, what makes you think I'm going to leave now?"
"What are you talking about?" Bakura says nervously.
"Bakura, you still don't like it when I call you Kitty. You are only being nice to me because you felt lost those first few years without me. You just need to make sure I stay by your side." I sigh. "I can see through your acting my love."
"But, I'm not Layla."
"Bakura you never called me your angel princess. If you did, your tavern friends wouldn't have tried to sleep with me." I look away with tears in my eyes. "Why are you lying to me?"
"Layla, I just wanted you happy so you don't leave me." He looks at me. "I will act like my old self now or at least I won't lie to you."
"Thank you Bakura." I let him pull me close.
"Kitty." He whispers in my ear.
"What?" I pull away and look up at him.
"Don't you like calling me Kitty? Or Fluffy? Remember when you did because I woke up with hair sticking up everywhere?" I giggle. "I only like it when you call me that." I kiss him gently. Bakura moves closer to me. "I promised you something a few months ago once these bandages were off." He whispers seductively in my ear. "Do you want me to fulfill it?"
I laugh. "Well, that scar is very sexy." I kiss him deeply. He picks me up without breaking the kiss and takes me to our room. Bakura throws me onto the bed and pulls off my clothes. I pull his off too and soon he is on top of me. I feel his hands roam my body while his mouth distracts me with deep kisses. He pins my wrists above my head and starts teasing my body with his mouth. "B-Bakura…" I gasp as he bites down on my nipple. I feel his mouth twist into a smirk and he starts sucking, giving me pleasure I never felt before. I try to speak, but nothing but moans and gasps come out. Bakura's mouth finally claims mine again as he enters me. I suck in a deep breath at the slight pain and sudden fullness I feel. With each thrust, he pushes me closer to the climax. Finally I can't hold it in and gasp his name. "Bakura!" Bakura shudders at the sound of his name on my lips, but soon he yells my name, making me blush. I can't catch my breath as I stare into his brown eyes. He kisses my neck and then my lips gently. "Th-thank you." I look away and blush. I don't know what to say. I've never done this without being his wife. And, even then, it was to make a child, not for fun or pleasure.
It's like Bakura can read my thoughts and he smirks. "You don't need to say thank you Layla, you gave me so much pleasure. I should be thanking you." His skin sticks to mine from our mingling sweat. "Goodnight my angel."
"Goodnight."