Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ My Sweet Tenshi ❯ Kura's being sweet... Well kinda! ( Chapter 7 )

My Sweet Tenshi

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: Yaio, Shonen ai, maybe some OOC and Tea' Gardener/Anzu Mazaki bashing.

Paring: Ryou/Bakura

Disclamer: I own Yu-Gi-Oh just as much as I own your soul. And I don't…

(A/N: People, This one's for Michew! Thanks! * Throws Michew a Ryou plusie, Bakura plushie, and a bag of marshmellows! *)

(Ryou's POV)

The next morning I woke up to see Bakura already up. That was strange because I was always up before him. Then something hit me.

" Bakura-sama why are you up? Is Marik here?"

" No my light Marik isn't here."

That also worried me somewhat. Why was he being so sweet to me? Where was the Bakura I got used to? Swearing to Ra, sitting in the living room drip-drying. Yes, I did watch him. He never knew. If he did he'd never let on. He did have a beautiful body. From his snow-white hair down to his toes. He was well built. His body and all his movements screamed sexuality. Most people might think it's wrong loving my darker half. Hell, most people might think it's wrong that I'm in love with another man. It's not like I'm gay, I just never found the right girl, and I fell in love with a man. Bakura. He's so strong. I feel safe when he's around.

(Bakura's POV)

My Hikari, looked somewhat zoned out. His attention,on the floor. I looked at him as he blushed deep crimson.

"Bakura-sama," he started shakily, " What did you and Alexa talk about."

"None of your business, Hikari."

I went to the kitchen. I had read all the cook books Alexa gave me and sighed. This wouldn't go well.

(Ryou's POV)

I watched my yami enter the kitchen. He placed an apron on his hips, and looked back at me. He grabbed the eggs, and butter out of the fridge and turned the oven on. What was he up to? He fried eggs right in front of me and motioned for me to sit. He handed them to me. Did he make them, just for me?

"Eat," he said, as I swear a saw a loving glint in his eyes. If I had he had quickly covered it. He went back to the kitchen counter and started making French Toast.

" What are you doing Bakura-sama." I said quietly, almost fearing the answer.

" Cooking, what does it look like," he said slying in almost a teasing manner.

I saw Alexa poke her head in, smile and then leave. Minutes later I heard her music booming. She was playing Sugar Rush, By: A * Teens. (A/N: It's by A* teens not me, or by Abba, which ever.) Bakura looked at me and sighed. He brought me the Toast and sat down. He had already set out orange juice and was sipping a glass he had just poured. I stared at his lips as he pressed then to the glass. I wished the I was the glass, feeling his lips on me. I must have blushed. Where did that come from? I guess I had been fantizing about Bakura more often. He gave me a strange glance.

" What is it?"

" Nothing," I replied still embrassed at my own thoughts.

At least he hadn't heard them.

(Bakura's POV)

I heard the most interesting thing throught my hikari and my mind link. Thinking of my lips pressed against his. Exploring his body. Ryou had sometime changed into a crimson color. I know he didn't know I had heard it, but I wanted to kiss him. Taste his body. Feel his skin against mine. I started dreaming of my hikari. All the things we could do, if he loved me back. I could win his love, and I will do everything to be his koi. His Koibito.

Translations:

Hikari-Light

Yami- Dark

Koi-love

Koibito- Lover

Hikari Nymph: Sorry if it's a bit short.

Yami Nypmh: It sucks. I can't wait til I'm alone with her computer. Lemons galore!

HN: * hits her yami with a shoe. * Shut up! Meanie!

YN: I bet a lot of you can't wait either.

HN: I might not update in a while because I happen to have two fics besides this to write!

YN: Which, by the way suck!!!

HN: * crying. * My Yami is mean!