Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Second Chances ❯ The Confession ( Chapter 7 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh, unfortunetely

AR: ^_^ Me luv reviews!! *hugs all the reviewers*

Diane: Are you all right, Angel-chan?

AR: *goes around singing* You're my little fluffy one, my fluffy one that makes my mouth go yum!!

Diane: OO;;;; I think she's been watching too much TV

AR: *giggles* That song from that yogurt commercial is so funny!! *goes bouncing around the room* Wee!! I'm feeling warm and fuzzy and cute!!

Diane: Yep, too much TV and sugar today...

AR: You make all my fluffy whippy dreams come truee!!! *faints*

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The castle was like a maze, impossible to find your way around and surprises were around every corner. Bakura was exploring it, mostly out of boredom. Ryou had disappeared sometime after breakfast, and he didn't know where he was, but he didn't really care. All he wanted to do was get out of this freaky place.

He paused as he passed by a slightly open door, because steam was lazily drifting out of the crack. He pushed it open a little bit, then opened it all the way when he saw it was a oversized bathroom, with periwinkle blue tiles all along the wall and floors. It looked like there were several halls that led to other places, and Bakura guessed that they led to showers or bathtubs, since there were none in the main room. One wall had a shelf filled with various oils, lotions, and shampoos, plus a neatly folded pile of fluffy towels and bathrobes. There in the middle was a large jacuzzi, bubbling and steaming warm water.

Bakura had forgotten to ask the girls where the bathroom was to take his usual morning shower. But now that he had found it, he was sure that they wouldn't mind if he used it.

Quickly stripping down to nothing, he turned the hot water on full blast and sighed as it rained down above him. He slicked back his wet hair and started cleaning himself as slowly as possible with the not too girly soap he found.

Ryou paused as he started to get out of the bathtub. Was someone else in the bathroom? It sounded like water was running, but he couldn't tell where. Sound bounced off the tiled walls and made it seem it was coming in every direction.

He had been trying to find his way around the castle, when he accidentally met one of the spirits that haunted the castle. It wasn't feeling too friendly at the moment, so he slimed Ryou. Then a nicer ghost, a young girl with blonde and black locks, told Ryou where he could clean off, and that's why he was in the bathtub.

Ryou wrapped a towel loosely around hips, then started to walk up the hallway. The running water seemed to be louder in one of the halls that branched off of that one. Hesitating, he started to walk down it. He peered around the corner, then entered the room. His eyes widened when he saw Bakura showering, his back facing him. He tried to keep his gaze from avoiding the lower half of his body, but it wasn't really working.

'Holy shit, I hope he doesn't turn around.'

Bakura turned around when he heard an odd noise behind him, kind of a mix between a squeak and a gulp. Bakura's eyes widened, and Ryou quickly started backing away, his eyes closed and covered by his hand.

'Ok, definetely not good. You just saw your yami naked, Ryou. It's definetely gonna be a while before that image gets erased from my mind...'

He felt his towel slip down, and he frantically tried to pull it up and tighten it with one hand. Somehow his feet stumbled over each other, and he fell down backwards onto the floor. A few moments later, he heard the pitter-patter of wet feet walking quickly across the cold tiled floor, and he kept his eyes shut tightly.

"Ryou are you ok?" he heard Bakura ask worriedly.

"Yes, I'm fine...but are you at least wearing a towel?"

"Why? You aren't."

Ryou felt himself blush heavily. 'Oh shit, it must of fallen off when I fell.'

He opened his eyes and started to reach for it, carefully avoiding looking at the naked Bakura. A hand grabbed his wrist, and he looked at his yami's face questioningly.

"You don't really need it, Ryou. You have nothing to be ashamed of," Bakura said quietly, looking over his Ryou slowly. He was the most beautiful creature he had ever laid eyes upon.

"I'm not ashamed, I'm just, it's just that, um...this is really awkward," he mumbled, blushing harder.

"Uh-huh, right." It sounded like Bakura didn't quite believe him.

"Bakura, stop looking at me like that," he said uncomfortably, pulling his hand free of Bakura's grasp so that he could cover his manhood with both of his hands.

"Like what?"

"Like you love me."

"But...I do," he whispered. "And it's not a lie."

"Prove it to me," Ryou said, shifting slightly so that he didn't need to use both hands.

Bakura leaned in and kissed him gently, his hands placed on both sides of Ryou's face. To his delight, Ryou kissed back, and the feel of those full soft lips against his was like heaven. He deepened the kiss, licking over his lips and gaining entrance into the warm moist cavern.

'How interesting, Ryou smells like vanilla but tastes like chocolate...' Bakura thought vaguely, inching closer to his hikari and his one hand trailing down to his chest. Ryou moaned into the kiss as he felt his nipple getting teased by Bakura's hand. They finally but reluctantly stopped, taking in air after so long. Bakura smiled down at Ryou, who had an amazed look on his adorable face.

"I'd say that proves enough," he whispered in his ear, standing up slowly and offering his hand to Ryou. He helped pulled him up, then offered him the towel that had laid forgotten on the floor.

"Oh, thanks," Ryou said, blushing lightly. He wrapped it around his waist again, and started walking down the hall and to the main bathroom, picking up his clothes as he went along. Bakura followed his example, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around himself. Except he was smiling to himself as he stared at the retreating figure that was his hikari.

'Mmm, I wonder if I can steal a taste again tonight...'

He unconciously licked his lips, then started to follow Ryou out the door. Plots were starting to form in his mind, but they were unexpectedly interrupted when he heard two familiar voices arguing.

"Reaper, how could you not have seen that demon coming? That's a classic fight tactic they use, we've must of seen it a billion times!!"

"I know, I'm sorry, Grim. But lately my magic's a little out of wack, and I think it's affecting my body."

"I don't want your excuses, Reaper! Now I want you to rest and sleep tomorrow, you need time for your magic to work. And then after that, you'll be back on the job. I can't stand working alone, you know that?"

"Right, whatever, I'm gonna take a soak for about an hour, go wake me up if I fall asleep."

Reaper quickly appeared around the corner, her robes dirtied and torn in several places, and on the left side of her face was a quickly darkening bruise. She glanced at Bakura tiredly, who was still only covered in a towel, then stepped behind a screen to undress.

"I thought Grim said you two might not be back all day."

"Yeah, well, our shift varies from day to day. Today, we got to come back early so that I get time to heal," she said, her voice slightly muffled from behind the screen.

She quickly stepped out from behind the screen, tying the knot around her bathrobe tighter. She inspected the jacuzzi and inhaled the steam. She splashed some of the hot water onto her face, and sighed.

"Ah, perfect." She glanced at Bakura, then made a shooing motion with her hand. "Go, scat, unless you're a pervert and look at naked girls all the time."

"Nah, I prefer looking at guys more," he said, walking out of the bathroom casually. She stared after him, then hopped into the steaming water and held her head underwater for a few minutes.

"I don't know if he was joking or not," she muttered to herself when she finally came back up, water dripping from her long black hair.

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After Grim cooked a delicious dinner for all four of them, the sisters headed towards the library, and the two boys were left on their own to go explore the castle again.

"There was definetely a change between them," Grim said thoughtfully, sitting in front of the fire. Her sister joined her in a seat nearby and curled up like a cat.

"Mm-hmm, how so?" she asked sleepily.

"Well, they were friendlier, and they kept exchanging glances, like they share a little secret. And plus, their hands kept on touching."

"Oh, I see..." Reaper paused, and she thought back to that afternoon. "Hmm, I wonder..."

"You wonder what?"

"Oh, nothing important."

Grim looked at her sister suspiciously. "Do you know something that I don't?"

Reaper smiled innocently. "No, nothing at all. It's just that I had a weird thought, that's all."

The black-haired girl still didn't look convinced. "Right..."

Reaper sunk back down deep into her thoughts, sorting them out slowly. Her eyes widened in realization, then smiled secretively.

'Hmm, if what I suspect is true, then those two will have solved their unfinished business soon....I just hope it doesn't involve anything messy that we'll have to clean up after.'

She repressed a shudder, then gave a little yawn and curled up on the couch to take a nap.

Meanwhile, Ryou was about to take his shirt off before he went to bed, went someone knocked on his door. Guessing correctly who it was, he slowly opened the door, and smiled when he saw his yami standing there.

"What are you doing here, Bakura?"

"I'd thought I check to see how my hikari's doing," he said casually, stepping inside the room and closing the door behind him. Ryou opened his mouth to speak, but then closed it as Bakura took his hand and gently led him over to the bed.

"Bakura?"

"I just want to know something, Ryou," he said suddenly, looking him straight in the eye.

"What? Whatever it is, I'll answer it."

"You know that I love you, but do you love me back?"

"Why would you ask a question like that?" Ryou said alarmed, and also feeling a little hurt.

"It's so hard to tell with you, hikari," he murmured, his hand gently stroking Ryou's cheek. He leaned into the gentle caress and stared at his yami. It was still so amazing at how different he was acting from when he was alive.

"Please Bakura, believe me, I do love you with all of my heart. I just wanted to make sure that you love me too," he softly said. Bakura's hand fell down limply, and he stared unblinkingly at him. Finally he smiled, and leaned in closer, kissing his love gently and tenderly as if he was handling a priceless treasure.

"All right, I believe you. But there is one other thing I would like to know."

"What's that?"

"Would you like me to sleep over here tonight? I promise nothing will happen." He sounded sincere enough on the last part, and Ryou nodded gladly. They undressed down to what they normally wear when they sleeped, then pulled the warm red blanket over them as Ryou cuddled closer to Bakura, and drifted off to sleep with a content smile on his face.

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Diane: ^_^ Aw, kawaii, although it did take u quite a while to finish it

AR: *dressed in black* Yeah, I suppose so. But I have a good reason, Diane. My very best fic ever, "Where Do Angels Go When They Die?", got deleted becuz there were 2 tiny lemons in them. 2 FRIGGIN' LEMONS THAT U COULD EASILY SKIP OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Diane: O_O Suddenly I feel very bad for yelling at her about the first lemon in that fic...

AR: It's ok though, it's on MM.Org also. But it's so depressing when the fic that you poured your heart into gets destroyed in a minute. And by a weirdo named Atomic Ghoul. *looks around* Diane?

Diane: ;_; *cries in the corner* That's so sad. Even sadder than the first chapter of this fic!!

AR: *sighs* I'll be all right, I already cried a couple tears. Anyway, next chapter, it's Bakura's birthday, and Ryou's thinking about the perfect gift to give him. Reaper helps out too. What is it? And they'll also be discussing ways to give Ryou a body, since he's only a soul.

Diane: Can I give Baku-chan a gift?

AR: Sure, why not? Anyway, u know the drill. Plz review, no flames, and ja ne!!