Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Room For Rent ❯ Chapter 13 ( Chapter 13 )

Room for Rent

Chapter Thirteen

AN: Thanks to all those who reviewed! Also, this is the last chappy! I may do an epilogue, but don't hold your breath…

Futomi-chan, err… Baku was just saying those things. And… yessh. Yay! Amano-sempai didn't cut the pretty hair!... my bishies cut their hair, though. Bloody baseball.

manga-nut: how dare you insinuate that Honda and Otogi are a bad couple? *looks affronted* Hee hee, just kidding. I'm sorry that I'm too insane for you.

Err… yeah. Mou. I suppose I should go on to the chapter now, eh?

"Erm… uhh…" Ryou blushed and looked away.

"Now, now, Ryou-chan," Bakura said, putting an arm around his itooshi, "Didn't you have something to tell little Seto-chan?"

"Err…yeah. I'm sorry for yelling at you before… I wasn't having the best day. Of course, my answer is still no…"

"And why is your answer still no, Ryou-chan?" Bakura asked, a grin stretching across his face.

"Because… BECAUSE I'M DATING BAKURA!"

"YES! YESSSSSH!" Bakura yelled, dancing around as if he'd won the lottery jackpot.

Seto sweat-dropped. "That's quite all right, Ryou. It was wrong of me to assume that you hadn't moved on just because I hadn't. I hope we can still be friends, though…"

"Tee-hee! Of course, tomodachi-san!" Ryou said cutely.

"Aww, isn't he the sweetest thing?" Bakura crooned, throwing his arms about Ryou.

"Hai," Seto agreed, making Ryou blush more than was humanly possible. "But I digress. I need to be getting back to work on a new prototype anyway."

"Hey, Seto… how `bout you join the gang at the arcade tomorrow night at seven?"

"I… I'll think about it…" And without another word, the CEO was swept into the darkness, trenchcoat swishing in the night…

(Sounds like Rabid Toenail-sama is trying to pretend she's intelligent…)

(Shut up, Baku-chan.)

*~*

"Hey, Ryou?" Bakura called up the stairs.

"Nani?"

"Shouldn't we be going to the arcade now? It's six-thirty, and traffic is always heavy on weekends."

"We're not going, silly," Ryou said.

"Then why'd you tell Kaiba we were?" Bakura asked.

"Because Jou's going to be there…"

"Eh? Ryou… are you trying to fix those two up?"

"Hai!"

"But… but why?"

"They make such a cute couple! And besides, I'm sure Jounouchi has a crush on Seto-kun. He always stares at him when he thinks no one's looking."

"He also insults him every time he sees him," Bakura pointed out.

"Oh, quit arguing with me!" Ryou said, coming down the stairs. Bakura's mouth fell open when he saw what Ryou was wearing.

"W-what do you plan on doing wearing that?"

"We're going out tonight!" Ryou said brightly, grinning innocently at the stunned Bakura.

"Are we going to a strip club, then?" Bakura found Ryou's decision to wear leather pants very odd in a yummy sort of way.

Ryou blushed. "Get your mind out of the gutter, baka! We're just going to a nice little coffee shop in town… and then maybe we can spy on Seto and Jounouchi!"

Bakura seemed to finally recover from his shock. "Oh… all right. Ahem." The albino coughed nervously. "So, when are we leaving?"

"I suppose whenever you're ready, itooshi."

"Ryou-chan sure is acting strange… he must be having moon fits!" Bakura grinned. "But nice ones…"

*~*

"One day I chance to wear upon the trolley-my high silk hat, my high silk hat! I put it over on the seat beside me-my high silk hat, my high silk hat!" Someone threw a big block of cheese at him. "Oww… hey, thanks!"

Jounouchi munched on his cheese, wondering where everyone else was. It was five past seven already, and none of his friends were at the arcade yet. It just wasn't like them to be late-well, unless you counted Honda and Otogi, but their reasons for being late were always quite obvious…

"Bad thoughts, bad thoughts!"

It was pretty much inevitable. Jounouchi's friends were mostly gay or bisexual, so it was bound to happen eventually… but he was resisting, denying, and refuting his mind's suggestions for as long as he could…

And who steps through the arcade door but Seto Kaiba! Jounouchi sank further down in his seat, trying to hide. Peeping over the table, he saw Seto standing right in front of him, wearing a funny expression.

"Ah!" Jounouchi practically squeaked, falling backward in his chair, hitting the floor.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Seto burst out laughing. Jounouchi glared from his position on the floor.

"Baka inu," Seto said, laughing and pointing at the blonde. Jou angrily jerked on the CEO's pointy TRENCHCOAT (I know what you hentai readers were thinking…), which caused Seto to overbalance and fall to the ground next to him.

"Hi," Seto said, swirlies in his eyes.

"What are you doing here, moneybags?" Jou asked.

"Ryou invited me to hang out with you bakas…"

"So, where is everyone?"

"Err…" Seto put his thinking cap on, but it didn't help too much. "Maybe they got stuck in traffic…?"

"I think they did this on purpose!"

"Pfft. Stupid puppy, why would they do that? But so long as I'm here, I might as well beat you in a duel, eh?"

Jounouchi smirked. "You're not winning this time, Kaiba!"

And so the two marched over to the dueling arena.

*~*

"See, isn't this a nice place?" Ryou asked as he and Bakura sat at their table.

"Sure," Bakura said, paying more attention to Ryou than he was to his surroundings.

"Bakura, quit staring at me like I've got a funny appendage growing out of my ears!" Ryou scolded.

Bakura quickly looked away.

"And what would you gentlemen like?" a waitress asked.

"A chocolate cappuccino!" Ryou said happily. "And an order of cinnamon rolls!"

"And you?" the woman asked after she'd taken Ryou's order down.

"Donuts… jelly donuts. And black coffee."

"Why donuts?" Ryou asked after the woman had left.

"DONUTS MAKE THE WORLD GO `ROUND!" Bakura yelled, catching the attention of everyone in the shop, including a goth boy listening to emo music through blaring headphones. Bakura glared at the lot of them.

"Bakura, why must you be such a fruitcake?" Ryou asked, sweat-dropping.

"It's because I live with you, Ryou-chan!"

The waitress came back by with their orders. "Cappuccino and cinnamon rolls for the sweetie, and donuts and coffee for big brother! Enjoy your food!"

"Eh?" Ryou asked. "Nii-chan?"

"Freaky lady," Bakura muttered, dunking his donut in the mug. "Hope she didn't want a tip…"

"Don't be so mean, Baku-chan!"

"When are we going to spy on the two lovesick idiots?"

"Soon, Baku-chan. Soon…"

*~*

"I summon Blue Eyes White Dragon in attack mode!" Seto said dramatically. "Blue Eyes, obliterate his Summoned Skull!"

Jounouchi glared at his life points counter, which had just dropped to zero. "I'll beat you some day, Kaiba!"

"Maybe if you gained about… I dunno… a thousand years' more experience…"

Jounouchi turned away, pouting. Why did that jerk always rub his defeats in his face? The boy stared out the window, and caught a glint of silvery-white. His eyes widened. Ryou?

Everything suddenly clicked into place. Jounouchi blushed at the realization. They were trying to set him up with Kaiba!

"Hey, Moneybags…?"

"What is it, stupid puppy?"

"Er…" Jounouchi swallowed nervously.

"If you've got something to say, then say it!"

Jounouchi thought that he was one to talk, seeing as how he kept everything inside, rarely talking to anyone. "I…" He was about to say something that would seal his fate forever, but chickened out at the last moment. "Am I a good stupid puppy?" He could've smacked himself for asking that.

Seto stared at him, puzzled, and then smirked. "Of course you're a good stupid puppy. You're and idiot and you obey orders. Why wouldn't you be?"

Jounouchi aimed a punch at the CEO's stomach, but Seto easily caught his fist. "Feisty… I like that…"

Jou stood there, wondering what in hell Seto had been smoking to make him act this way.

"Ja ne," Seto said, walking out the door and down the street.

Jou was stupefied for a few seconds, before racing out the door yelling, "MATTE, KAIBA! I WANT SOME OF WHAT YOU'VE BEEN SMOKING!"

Ryou and Bakura sweat-dropped, watching the blonde run down the lane. "I suppose it's safe to say that they won't need any more nudging," Ryou said.

"Come on, Ryou. Our work here is done."

Hand in hand, the lovers walked down the street.

"Daisuki yo," Ryou said, standing on tiptoe to give Bakura a kiss on the cheek.

"Dai-daisuki yo mo," Bakura muttered, blushing.

"Heh. Silly Baku-chan," Ryou said softly. "So, how do I look in these leather pants?"

"Good enough to eat…"

"I thought so," Ryou grinned. "Just remember to take a cold shower!"

"I will, but only if it's with you…"

"Calm down, Baku-chan. This is only shounen-ai," Ryou reminded.

"But… but why?" Bakura asked, tears pricking in his eyes.

"The authoress can't write yaoi, that's why."

"THEN I'M GOING TO FIND SOMEONE WHO CAN!" Bakura declared, and marched off-screen.

Ryou sighed in exasperation, but followed his love.

(Where… where'd everybody go?)

(They went to find another room for rent. But don't worry, there are other fish in the sea.)

(Shut it, you.)

AN: Muhahahahah! Yes, `tis the end. I don't know if I'll be doing a sequel or not. It depends on if I get any ideas. And I'm sorry for the abrupt ending, folks; even I didn't know it was the end until I was halfway through the chapter. Hee-hee. You can see how well I plan.

But I'm proud to introduce my next project: the sequel to Potholes in Tokyo! Of course, I still haven't thought up a good name for it, so any and all suggestions are appreciated.

Thanks to all the reviewers, because without you, I'm nothing! *dramatic sobs*.

(It's not like you won an Oscar or anything…)

Shut up! …sorry. The voices in my head are feeling a little rambunctious today… hee hee.

Ja ne!

I heart Futomi-chan! *giggles* Anata wo daku! …yeah. Hope you enjoyed RFR as much as I did…

The Rabid Toenail is signing off.