Bakura: Master Male-Nurse from the Stars and Beyond!
A Yu-Gi-Oh Fanfiction by SpookyChild
Author's Notes:
Wow, two stories posted in one day! Is this the sign of the Apocalypse? Yes…I believe it is. Here is the third installment of the 'Bakura the Master' saga. Ryou gets the flu, and it's up to Bakura to make him better. Yes, you have the right to fear for Ryou's little life.
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. Well, actually, if you want to get technical…then I still don't.
Chapter One: I Feel SickBakura looked up from his Lucky Charms to see Ryou running down the stairs, pulling his blue uniform jacket through his arms and holding his folder in his mouth. He rushed into the kitchen and began rummaging through the refrigerator with amazing speed.
"Uh, good morning." Bakura said.
"Sorry Yami, I can't talk now. I slept right through my alarm and now I'm going to be late if I don't hurry." Ryou replied quickly. He shoved a cereal bar into his bag and dashed out the door. Bakura blinked.
"Um, bye to you too, you ungrateful bastard." He snapped, pouring himself some more cereal.
***
Ryou took a quick glance at his watch and groaned. He would really have to press himself if he wanted to make it to school in time. He pumped his legs harder and picked up speed. He suddenly felt his stomach growl and remembered the cereal bar in his briefcase. Ryou shoved his hand into his bag, fishing around for it. He finally located it and pulled off the wrapper and shoved almost half of it into his mouth, then the second half. As he rounded the corner, he spotted the school. He sighed with relief and slowed a bit when he noticed students still hanging out in courtyard. He jogged through the gate and stopped to catch his breath, feeling strangely weak.
"Hey! Ryou!"
Ryou turned to see Yuugi and the gang rush up to him. He smiled and straightened up.
"Hi, Yuugi. I almost didn't make it in time!" Ryou said between breaths. Yuugi looked closer at him.
"Are you feeling okay?" He asked. Ryou smiled.
"Sure. Why?"
"It's just that you look kind of pale. Are you sick?"
Ryou laughed. "No way. I haven't gotten sick since I was three. It's just that I had to run all the way here."
"I think you're sick." Jounouchi stated. Ryou frowned.
"I am NOT sick." He growled. Just then, Anzu rushed up, smiling.
"Hey, guys! You kind of left me behind back there." She smiled disgustingly and everyone shuddered. She turned to Ryou.
"Oh, hi Ryou! Hey! Are you sick?"
Ryou twitched. "I DO NOT GET SICK!"
"Ooh, Sicky is getting irritated." Jounouchi smirked.
"I'M NOT SICK!" Ryou screamed, just as his stomach gave a strange jump. He quickly forgot about it when the bell rang, and swiftly scurried to his class.
***
Ooh, I'm sick.
Ryou groaned slightly and drew in a breath, trying to fight the dizziness. Ever since his first class, his stomach had been giving strange jolts and jumps, and now his head was pounding and he felt nauseous. But, he was sure he could finish out the day. Only three more classes to go, and they were slack-off classes that he could just sleep through. He wasn't looking forward to the walk home, though. Oh well.
"Ryou!"
Ryou jumped when he heard his English teacher shout his name.
"Y-yes?"
"Come to the front of the class and read your paper!" His teacher screamed, looking really annoyed.
Woo boy.
Ryou slowly got to his feet and his stomach churned. He walked to the front of the class and closed his eyes.
"O-okay, my report is on-," Ryou began before he was interrupted.
"Speak louder!" His teacher snapped from behind him.
"M-my report-,"
"LOUDER!"
"M-my report is-," Ooh, here comes that cereal bar…Ryou immediately spun around and threw up. Unfortunately, his English teacher was right behind him. There was complete silence in the room, before the entire class erupted in applause and cheers. A few bullies in the corner howled with laughter.
"Oh, Baby Ryou, you want your mama?" he called.
"No, I want my Yami!" Ryou cried. Jounouchi jumped up on his table.
"I KNEW HE WAS SICK! DIDN'T I TELL YOU HE WAS SICK?!" he yelled.
"Aww, poor Ryou." Yuugi murmured. He quickly ran to the front of the class to save Ryou, who was sobbing pathetically on the floor, from their English teacher's wrath.
"Sorry, Mr. Takenaka! He's sick. Can I take him to the nurse?" Yuugi asked. Mr. Takenaka's face had turn an interesting shade of purple and he was shaking with fury. He pointed angrily at the door. "Thank you. Come on, Ryou." Yuugi took Ryou's hand and led him out of the classroom.
"Awww, why did I have to do that?!" Ryou moaned pathetically when they were in the hallway.
"Oh, it wasn't…that bad, Ryou. It's going to be okay." Yuugi soothed. Ryou moaned again.
"It's not going to be okay! They already hate me! I'm never going to live this down!" He exclaimed. They stopped in front of the clinic.
"Hey, at least you pelted Mr. Takenaka!"
***
Bakura sighed when he heard the phone ring. He got up from the couch and crossed the living room and answered it.
"Hello?"
"Yami…" Bakura frowned when he heard Ryou's voice.
"Eh? Where the Hell are you calling from?"
"The school clinic." Ryou answered, his voice hoarse. Bakura raised his eyebrow.
"What's wrong with you this time? Did you trip in gym? Someone beat you up?" Bakura suddenly gripped the phone. "Did the class hamster attack you again?"
"I threw up on my English teacher."
"Well, that about tops it."
"I need you to come pick me up." Ryou croaked. Bakura sighed.
"Fine, fine, I'll be there in ten minutes. Are you sure the hamster didn't attack you? Because I have some people working on the inside, and they could take him down." Bakura told him. Ryou simply groaned and hung up. Bakura put the phone back on his handle, grabbed the car keys and exited the house.
***
Bakura burst through the doors of the clinic.
"RYOU?! RYOU?!" Bakura shouted at the top of his lungs. The nurse frowned and rushed over to him.
"Sir, please, lower your voice! We have people resting! Ryou is right in there!" She pointed to the adjacent room, where Ryou was lying on a bed.
Bakura walked over to Ryou and pulled back his hair.
"What are you doing, Yami?" Ryou asked while Bakura put his hair back in a tie.
"I'm tying your hair up incase you puke again. Your hair is too pretty to get soiled." Ryou smiled and raised his hands up to Bakura.
Bakura raised an eyebrow at Ryou's jester. ""What?"
"I'm sick. Carry me." Bakura rolled his eyes and picked him up.
"Okay…yes, Ryou's father has put you down as a reference." The nurse said, looking up from her files. Bakura raised his eyebrow, hiking Ryou up more in his arms.
"What the Hell does that mean?"
"It means that you can sign Ryou out and take him home." She told him. Bakura smirked.
"Excuse me, Ma'am, but even if I wasn't a reference, I'd still take him home." Bakura turned on his heel and stalked out of the clinic, leaving a slightly stunned nurse at her desk as he carried Ryou to their car.
Bakura safely set Ryou into the car and sat in the driver seat. He started up the car and pulled out of the school parking lot. Not far down the road, Bakura turned to Ryou and patted his lap. Ryou turned away but Bakura persisted. He patted his lap again. Giving in, Ryou laid his head down on Bakura's lap. Bakura cooed.
"Ah, Little Baby Ryou needs me to pick him up from school." Bakura sang in a singsong voice, poking Ryou in the face.
Ryou tried to swat him away. "Quite it!" He snapped. Ryou suddenly grabbed Bakura's leg.
"What the Hell?" Bakura growled.
"Pull over!" Ryou quickly sat up. Bakura never knew what hit him as he met Ryou's breakfast. "Too late."
"Gross Ryou. Just gross."
***
Bakura swung the door open and threw the keys on the nearest table. "Damnit Ryou! Now I need a shower." He looked down at his soiled clothes and groaned.
"You need a shower!? That's twice now that I've thrown up. I need a shower!" Ryou cried, leaning up against the wall, trying to look pitiful. Bakura narrowed his eyes.
"I'm taking a shower."
Ryou growled. "No, I am."
***
"This was a great idea. I scrub your back, you scrub mine."
"Just keep your eyes closed."
"I am, I am."
Ryou put a hand over his mouth. "I think I'm gonna be sick." He moaned, leaning over slightly.
"Oh shit!" Bakura made a diving leap out of the shower and ran out of the bathroom naked. Ryou smiled and straightened himself.
"Ah, alone in the shower." Ryou happily poured some shampoo in his hands. He breathed in the scent and immediately felt his stomach churn. He jerked his head down and threw up. He sniffed a few times before turning off the water and stepping out of the shower. He dried himself and weakly walked out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist.
"Well, good thing I washed off all the puke before you went all projectile on me." Bakura greeted him, following close behind Ryou and walking into the room with him. Ryou began to pull off his towel when he noticed Bakura was still in the room with him.
"You pervert!" Ryou cried.
"Oops! I'm sorry!" Bakura stammered, exiting the room. After a few minutes, the door opened and rather flushed Ryou came out, dressed in his nightclothes. He walked past Bakura.
"Excuse me, Fever Boy, but where are you going?" Bakura asked, placing a hand on Ryou's shoulder.
"I'm going to go clean up the bathroom." Ryou stated, trying to shrug Bakura off.
"You are going to bed." Bakura told him firmly, pushing him back into his room. Ryou broke away from him.
"You don't have to treat me like some weak little child!" He snapped. Bakura put his hands on his hips.
"Oh, and this is coming from the person who had me carry him to the car. Go to bed, Sicky."
Ryou frowned but obeyed, settling himself under the covers. Bakura sat on the edge of the bed, putting a hand on Ryou's forehead and the other on his own. He frowned and went into the bathroom to get the thermometer.
"Open." Bakura ordered. Ryou went to protest, but Bakura used this opportunity to shove the thermometer into Ryou's mouth. "Hmmm…you have a high fever. I'm going to go get you some medicine." He stood up and left, coming back a few seconds later with a cold washcloth, which he placed on Ryou's forehead. "Now, if you get up when I'm gone, I'm going to bind your hands to the bed frame. Now, go to sleep." Bakura turned and began to leave.
"Uh, Yami?" Ryou called, sitting up. Bakura turned around. "Thanks for…you know, taking care of me and all."
Bakura smiled. "It's nothing. Now, get back in that bed before your immune system fails and you die from pneumonia." Bakura strode out of the room, leaving a very confused and nervous Ryou lying in bed.
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(A/N)
Okie dokie, artichokies. There it is. Ryou's sick, and now Bakura gets to take care of him. What's going to happen in the next chapter? How the Hell should I know? I haven't written it yet. Well, all I know is that Bakura's going to buy some medicine for Ryou. That can't be too destructive, can it? CAN IT?!
Chapter Two: Ummm…I don't know yet.
Remember kids, SMILE UNTIL YOU STOP.