Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Room For Rent ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )

Room For Rent

Chapter Six

AN: So sorry, peoples! I couldn't think of anything to write, and then I got sick, and now I need to study for my finals! I have a test on the map of the world tomorrow, and I seriously need to be studying! Eek.

"See you in class on Monday, then," Ryou said, waving goodbye. He had managed to shake Bakura into semi-wakefulness, and had him sitting in the car, while he and Otogi exchanged goodbyes.

Seeing the others all piling into Otogi's Cadillac, he opened his own car door and settled in the plush seat. Bakura was still only half awake, unconsciously humming to a Michelle Branch CD that had started playing when he'd turned the car on.

*I used to get away with so much

Now I can't get away

I even thought that it was simple

To say the things I wanted to say*

Ryou gulped, switching the CD player off. He didn't exactly know why, but hearing that song (especially when Bakura was humming it in the background) made him feel… strange? Something like that.

He shivered, despite the fact that it wasn't cold in the slightest, and continued driving.

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During one of his first conversations with Bakura, he had been surprised to learn that they went to the same college. Bakura had brushed this off by saying that their schedules were exactly opposite and he didn't eat lunch in the cafeteria. Ryou, who still found it strange, had been trying to locate Bakura's sacred luncheon spot for the past few days, and had only succeeded in missing lunch several times.

So, on a lovely Wednesday at noon, Ryou was munching on an apple and wandering around the school grounds. After having participated in an extensive search of the buildings, he had concluded that his roomie (sorta) consumed his middle-of-the-day meal outside.

He didn't find Bakura, but he did meet a nice pair of squirrels who threw acorns at him from their tree. He took it as a gesture of friendship; they were simply trying to share their food with him, but had very bad aim and kept hitting him on the head.

"Itaiiiii!" Ryou yelped. "I appreciate it, I really do, but that hurts! Please stop throwing acorns at me; I have my own food!"

"You really shouldn't let rodents abuse you, you know."

"Oh, hello Otogi. They weren't abusing me, they were just trying to share their food supply with me."

"Riiight. So I suppose you're no longer making others suffer with your PMS?"

Ryou glared weakly at him. "I don't appreciate you insinuating that I am a female."

"Aww, poor Ryou-chan," Otogi said, throwing an arm about his shoulders. "What are you doing out here, anyway? You should be hanging out with us in the cafeteria."

"I was wondering where Bakura ate his lunch, that's all."

"Aww, does Ryou have a crush on someone?"

"NO!" Ryou asked, mood taking a 180 degree turn.

"Gee, Ryou, I was just kidding around. If you want to know anything about him, ask the Anzuuuuuuu. She would probably know, considering she's his ex."

"But…the Anzuuuuuuuu is scary."

"Then make Yuugi ask her. She likes Yuugi."

"I thought she liked Yami…" Ryou mused.

"Not much difference, is there?" Otogi asked, grinning. "I mean, kiss one of `em and you've kissed `em both, right?"

"Don't you even bring that up," Ryou warned.

"Oh, why not? I mean, the both of you were drunk, after all. I'd say it's worth a laugh every now and again…"

"You had better keep it a secret!"

"Oh, come on, you only kissed Yami. I bet he doesn't even remember."

"How could he forget?"

"He was so drunk he started seeing little Funny Bunnys everywhere!"

"Oh, yeah… and then he and Kaiba had a slow dance…" Ryou muttered, remembering how a drunken Kaiba had walked on his knees while dancing with Yami. "Gasp! Baku!!!"

His roomie didn't look up, and continued eating his cheese sandwich.

"Ba-ku-ra?"

"Are you just going to sit there and ignore me, Baku-chan?"

"Ahem. Baku is the capital of Azerbaijan," Bakura said tonelessly.

AN: Really and truly it is! It makes me giggle! Unfortunately, I don't have to know that capital! Urgh!

"Oh. Well, that's nice to know," Ryou said, suddenly noticing a thick textbook in Bakura's lap. "You studying?"

"Yeah," Bakura said, popping open a can of Pringles. "Got a test in Trig today, and I have no idea what I'm supposed to be doing."

AN again: I'm afraid we all have that problem, Baku-chan!

"I thought you were going to teach high school math. Why do you have to know how to do all that stuff?" Ryou asked, staring at the symbols and formulas crammed into the margins of Bakura's notebook paper.

"We're Japanese, remember? We're obsessed with school!"

"Oh. Oh, yeah. Well, all I have to do is read books all day!"

"And then write two-hundred page reports on them," Bakura snorted, while frantically trying to rework problem seven, which had by now taken up all of two pages.

Ryou plopped down on the grass beside him, liberating a Pringle from the little red can.

"Hey!" Bakura yelled. "That's mine!"

There was a furious wrestling match for the baked, non-greasy chip. They both grabbed half of the chip, and tugged. The poor dried potato shattered. The two white-haired boys stared at it for a moment. A gang of squirrels quickly purloined the pieces, scampering up a tree with them.

"NOOOOOO!" Bakura yelled, beating on the trunk of the tree. "GIVE THAT BACK, YOU ROBBERS!"

"Bakura, it's O.K.," Ryou whispered in a soothing voice, trying to restrain the slightly taller boy by grabbing him by the shoulders.

"Aah! Don't do that, female!" Bakura shrieked, trying to escape the semi-embrace.

"Eep!" Ryou squeaked, realizing what he'd been doing. "Oh, I'm sorry, Bakura! It's just… you shouldn't try to kill the squirrels! The squirrels are nice!"

"But…they stole my Pringles!"

"There's still some left," Ryou said, holding the can out for him.

"Wait… it's all your fault my food got stolen! You're the one who took the chip in the first place!"

Ryou apparently wasn't listening, as he was chewing on Bakura's sandwich.

"You're eating all my food!"

"I'm hungry! All I've had to eat today was an orange peel, some coffee grounds, and three Saltines!"

("And an apple," Otogi whispered.)

"You sound like my Grandma when she eats too much lunch!"

"Well, I'm still hungry," Ryou said, finishing the sandwich.

"Grr…"

"I think lunch is about over," Ryou said, glancing at his watch.

"Oh no! I've hardly studied at all!"

"You mean you really care about your grades?"

"This is all your fault, Ryou!"

"Can I have your Coke?"

"Blehhhhhh," Bakura spat, standing up and walking off in the direction of his Trig class.

"I'll take that as a yes," Ryou said, picking up the Coca-Cola bottle and draining it.

"Ryou…" Otogi said, in a singsong voice.

"What, Oto-kun?"

"You do realize what you just did?"

"Made Baku shriek?"

"No… you kissed Bakura!"

"No I didn't!"

"You drank after him, so therefore, you're indirectly kissing him… and the Anzuuuuuuuu!"

"Eep!" Ryou squeaked.

"Bwahahahahahahah!"

"Shut up, Dice Boy," Honda said as he walked by, yanking on the dice earrings. "Leave poor, naïve, innocent Ryou-chan alone. He doesn't need to be exposed to your perversion."

"Does that mean you're offering yourself?" Otogi asked, giving Honda the `suggestive eyebrows'.

"WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT DOING THAT DURING SCHOOL HOURS?!" Honda yelled, giving the dice another jerk.

"You're so mean, Hirohoto," Otogi whined.

Honda rolled his eyes. "I'll make it up to you later, uke darling."

Ryou backed away slowly, then ran screaming to his grammar class.

AN: Mou! I hope none of you were planning on torching me if I didn't update soon. I also hope that you're happy, because now I'm going to faiiiiiiiiiiil! Like Baku! And then I still have tons of tests after that!

And I'm still sick! Blehhhhh…