Disclaimer: I do not own Dear John or Letters to Juliet.

Because of the 'unusual circumstances' of Bakura and Marik's 'experience' ("A bad luck disorder," as Marik called it), neither was disciplined as a result of being expulsed from the Team-Building Camp. They were also excused from their classes for the rest of the week, which left them plenty of time to pursue other 'special' interests. The rest of their class returned from camp the next week, talking happily with one another about how much they enjoyed it, much to the pair's annoyance. Currently, Bakura stood at his locker after first period on Monday morning, listening to the conversation of Yugi's group of friends that was gathered nearby.

"So, it's official?"

"Yep, me and Kaiba are officially going out!"

Joey grinned broadly and linked an arm through Kaiba's, while his expression remained indifferent. "That Class-Bonding field trip really did the trick, huh?"

Bakura snorted and shoved a book into his locker. "Yes, the proceedings went especially well after the first two days," Kaiba commented snidely. Bakura glanced back to glare at him.

"Yugi and I certainly had fun beating you and Joey in every competition, Kaiba," Yami boasted.

"Yami, that isn't nice!"

"So, it's the truth."

"If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all. Apologize for being rude."

Yami raised an eyebrow, but Yugi looked sternly at him. Yami sighed. "Fine, Kaiba, I'm sorry for stating the obvious, when your inflated ego clearly can't take it."

"Nothing could hurt my ego," Kaiba said nonchalantly.

"I don't know about you guys, but I'm glad to be home," Tristan remarked, "The activities at camp weren't as bad as I thought they would be, but it wasn't fun sleeping above Duke while he's rolling around and talking in his sleep about half-naked women all night."

Everyone turned to look at Duke curiously. Duke shrugged, not denying Tristan's statement.

"I had fun too. Lots of fun," Melvin said, grinning at Ryou. Ryou flushed and elbowed him in the rib, silently ordering him not to elaborate.

"Hey, Joey, what's that ring on your hand for?" Yugi asked.

"Oh, Kaiba gave it to me yesterday. He's wearing one too." Joey took Kaiba's hand, showing it to the group. Kaiba remained expressionless, although one might swear that they saw a tint of red in his cheeks.

"You mean, like a promise ring? Oh, that's so cute!" Ryou smiled brightly.

"Yeah, he said that he'd waited a long time to have me as his, and he didn't want to lose me any time soon." Joey beamed, unaware that Kaiba looked uncharacteristically flustered.

"Joey, aren't you going to be late to your chemistry class?"

"Oh, you're right! Come on, Yugi, Ryou, we've gotta go!" Joey smiled, kissing Seto's cheek before rushing to his next class. Yugi grinned at Yami, lightly squeezing his hand before running after Joey. Ryou threw a shy glance over his shoulder at Melvin before starting after them. However, Melvin caught his arm and pulled him back into his grip.

"Melvin, I need to get to class!"

"What's the password?"

"Please?"

"Try again," Mevlin teased, nuzzling into Ryou's shoulder.

Ryou sighed and turned around in Melvin's arms. "Melvin, I don't have time for this."

"Can we do 'this' later, then?" Melvin asked hopefully.

Ryou rolled his eyes. "You're impossible." He stood on his toes and gave Melvin a brief, chaste kiss on the lips. "Maybe later, but only if you behave today." He quickly slipped out of Melvin's hold and sprinted down the hall.

Melvin put his fingers to his mouth, smiling dreamily. "I wonder if Ryou would like a promise ring..."

"Ra, you guys are so whipped," Bakura chuckled, pulling the last of his needed books for his study period out of his locker.

"What's that supposed to mean?!" Yami demanded.

Bakura smirked. "Oh, all I meant was that I think your boyfriends are excellent trainers."

"You're mistaken, Florence. Joey is my pet, not the other way around."

"Well, I suppose that I can't deny that, especially after the way he's drooled all over you."

Melvin frowned. "I don't know what you're talking about, Bakura. Ryou hasn't changed me in any way."

"Really? In that case, would you like to help me blow up the chemistry laboratory up after school?"

"Oh, sorry, I'm going out with Ry-" He stopped short before glaring at Bakura. "Whatever, that doesn't mean anything."

Bakura gave a hearty laugh. "Man, you're all a bunch of pussies."

Seto narrowed his eyes. "What about your boyfriend, Bakura?"

"What, Marik? Well, unlike you sissies, I wear the pants in our relationship, so I don't let Marik give me orders. He-"

Bakura was interrupted by a noisy, wet smooch on his cheek. He jumped, startled, before turning to see Marik. Marik smiled brightly at him. "There you are, Florence! What's taking you so long to get to the library? Come on, we still need to decide whether we're going to watch Dear John or Letters to Juliet tonight."

Bakura blushed, hearing snickers behind him. "Marik, I-"

"Come on Marshmallow, we don't have all day. By the way, did you brush your hair this morning? I told you to start brushing your hair in the morning." Marik grabbed Bakura's arm and dragged him in the direction of the library. The giggling escalated into louder laughter as they walked further away.

Marik slowed his pace, looking back innocently at Bakura. "Is there something wrong, Fluffy?"

"I know you did that on purpose, Marik," Bakura grumbled.

Marik released Bakura's arm and fell back in favor of walking by his side. He smiled sweetly. "Now, Kitty, you and I both know very well that I top just as often as you do."

Bakura crossed his arms over his chest, grumbling. Marik gaze softened. He took a step in front of Bakura, blocking his path. Bakura halted, allowing Marik kiss his cheek again, a little less obnoxiously this time.

After Marik pulled back, Bakura found a less innocent smirk on his face. "I'm sorry Bakura, I've been a naughty boy."

Bakura pout slowly twisted into a grin. "You have, honey. I think you deserve to be punished."

Marik smiled back, inching closer to Bakura until he was nearly on top of him. He said softly, "You're right. I think I deserve a spanking…"

Bakura tried to hide his excitement at the mention of that possibility. "I'll put that on my to-do list."

Marik looped an arm around Bakura's waist and purred, "Bakura, it's wrong to procrastinate. Why do later what we could do right now?"

"At school?! Marik…"

"Come on, we have study hall for the next hour. I promise you won't regret it..." Marik slipped his pinkie down Bakura's waistband.

Bakura swallowed, staring intently at Marik. "…So, the janitor's closet on the third floor?"

"Now you're talking, Kitty."

Author's Note: And so our tale ends with our heroes bravely venturing forth to snog in a closet. XD Thanks to all my reviewers, and I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing. Until next time, this is AngelRosemary, signing out.