AN: Yay, final chapter! Hope you all enjoy it! Thanks for the review.

BTW, the scene with Yugi and the game he plays with the socks was not my idea, I took the idea from the orginal Yugioh! manga.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

CHAPTER 3

Bakura left his apartment a little before noon the next morning. He couldn't believe he was going to the park to hang out with Yugi. It was so weird. He would've normally gone to the oak tree park where Ryou was, but he couldn't. He hadn't watched Ryou in a week! Wow, Bakura thought.

He walked up to a liquor store and walked in. He went to his usual aisles to get soda and candy. A funny thought occurred to him. He thought of how happy Yugi would be if Bakura bought him some candy and a drink. He probably would faint from excitement. The image of which made Bakura laugh. He bought two of everything and walked out the door. Just as he entered daylight again, he felt a tap on the shoulder.

"Hello, Bakura-kun," Bakura turned around to see Ryou, looking as angelic as ever, standing behind him. He wore a graceful, small smile, which made Bakura, as much as he hated to admit it, blush.

"Ryou! What are you doing?" his voice immediately dropped five pitches.

"I was just buying a drink, and then I was going to West Domino Park."

"The oak tree park?"

"Yes. Would you like to come?"

"Yeah-but-shouldn't you be there with Marik instead?"

"No."

"But…I thought you and Marik…"

"We're just friends."

"Didn't he…?"

"I said no."

"What?" That meant that Bakura still had a chance!

"I said no…so, would you like to come to the park with me?" Bakura wanted to say yes, but he already had plans with Yugi. But this was Ryou, he couldn't possibly pass this up.

"Yeah, sure!" They walked off in a different direction than what he was supposed to be going. His stomach became sore with guilt, but this was Ryou, this was more important.

Walking with Ryou was much different than walking with Yugi, Bakura immediately noticed. There was no unexplained cheerfulness, no nonstop question about inane things, no incessant talking, no weird high pitched voice…there was just…silence. He loved the silence, but this…was unnerving. Bakura must've grown so used to Yugi that he just wasn't used to normal people like Ryou anymore. It wasn't that he didn't want to be with Ryou, he just had to get used to him again…

"So…how are you?" Bakura broke the silence, which annoyed him.

"Fine, thank you."

"Um…nice day?"

"Yes."

They walked in silence for the rest of the way. Bakura imagined Yugi at the park waiting for him, all cheery. His stomach hurt. This was Ryou, though, this was way more important. He looked over at Ryou. He really was beautiful, and so graceful. He was just like an angel. He imagined what a beautiful day they'd have at the park together. This was his chance to make a good impression. But when he looked at Ryou, he couldn't get Yugi's face off of his mind.

They reached the park and sat by a large oak tree. It was the one Ryou always sat by on Saturdays, he knew. Ryou looked over at Bakura and smiled.

"Aren't you glad you're sitting with me at the park?"

"Yes," Bakura said unsurely. The truth was, no he wasn't. Wait-no? He wasn't? He was with Ryou, the man of his dreams! But as he looked at Ryou, all he could imagine was Yugi, sitting at the park, wondering where Bakura was. It was way past noon now.

"Instead of watching me from behind one of those trees over there?"

"What?!" Ryou laughed.

"Marik told me you were there last weekend. I know you follow me around sometimes. I find it cute, but I'd rather you be with me."

Bakura realized what Ryou was saying, but his mind was somewhere else now. He realized Ryou might have been coming on to him, but he, for some reason, could've really cared less right then. All he could imagine was Yugi being sad, realizing that Bakura wasn't coming and leaving that park looking so sad. He looked at Ryou and felt nothing but guilt, and thought of nothing but making Yugi happy and listening to his annoying voice.

"Ouch!" Bakura gasped. Something had hit him on the head. To his side, he saw it bounce onto the ground. It was a pinecone. 'What the hell?' Bakura thought. He looked up at the oak tree…oak trees don't have pinecones- there isn't a single tree in the park that does. He picked up the pinecone…how weird was that?

"Bakura?"

"I'm sorry Ryou, I have to go…I just remembered somewhere I was supposed to be…" he got up.

"Did I say something?"

"No! It's not you!" he took one last look at Ryou. He looked so beautiful, and angelic…but nothing more. All he needed was Yugi's strange annoying cheeriness. He just hoped it wasn't too late. He picked up the pinecone and got up.

"Bye, Ryou! Sorry to leave you so soon!"

As he ran off towards the maple tree park, his mind was racing. What was he doing?! He just ditched Ryou to go see Yugi. This was so messed up. But for some reason, when he was with Ryou, all he could think about was Yugi. He didn't even fell that eerie, swooping nervous sensation in his stomach while looking at Ryou. What was happening to him? Why the hell did he care about Yugi? Why on earth would he be thinking about him when he was with the supposed man of his dreams? Bakura groaned. He thought he knew the answer.

He reached the park. He ran all around to see that nobody was there. Damn, he thought. Yugi had left. HE had to go to Yugi's house, that's where he'd be. Even though he had a searing stitch in his chest, eh broke into a run again. He needed to get there as fast as possible.

He felt he was about to collapse when he finally got there. But he couldn't stop now. He walked into the game shop.

"Hello…oh my! Are you alright?" It was an old man. It must've been Yugi's grandfather.

"Yeah! I'm fine. Where's Yugi?"

"Oh he's in his room upstairs. He's not looking too well, so I'm going to check with him first. What's your name?"

"Bakura."

"Oh yes! Yugi's told me a lot about you," he mumbled as he went upstairs.

He came back a few moments later.

"Yugi says he doesn't want to see anybody, especially you! Did you do something?"

"Uh- kinda. I want to…make it up to him."

"Well, you might just have to wait, he's pretty angry right now."

Bakura stomped out of the store. He couldn't wait. He needed to see Yugi right then. Wait- needed? He didn't need Yugi…he didn't even really care about him. He just felt guilty. He tried to make his feet walk back home, but instead, he came to a standstill. His mind couldn't even control his body anymore. He turned around and looked inside the window doors where Yugi's grandfather was. He just had to wait for an opportunity…Yugi's grandfather left the counter and went into a backroom. Bakura quickly walked in and quietly went through the opposite door. Finding a staircase, he hastily ran up the steps and entered a hallway. Which one was Yugi's room? He scanned the doors. He would just have to check each on. The first one he tried was a bathroom, the second one was an empty bedroom, and the third 

turned out to be Yugi's room. He knocked on the door, then he stopped himself. Just what the hell was he doing?

"Come in!" Bakura couldn't stop now. He creaked open the door slowly and peeked his head in. They looked at each other in surprise. Yugi was sitting on the floor, and his whole bedroom floor was covered in socks, laid out flat on their sides.

"What the hell are you doing with all those socks?!"

"What are you doing in my room?!"

Now was the moment he'd been dreading- explaining himself.

"I just…"

"And why weren't you at the park? I waited a whole hour for you!"

"I…just forgot."

"Why don't I believe you?"

"Because I'm lying!"

"So why weren't you at the park?"

"I…don't know."

"Just get out of here!"

"Look, I ran all the way from the oak tree park to maple tree park to here without stopping. You're NOT going to throw me out!"

Yugi looked sad. Damn, Bakura thought. He must've realized.

"Oak tree park is where Ryou goes."

"I know."

"You ditched me for Ryou! I should've known!" He turned away.

"I just got caught up…"

"And you thought you'd just blow me off."

"I did! But after…it was already too late when I thought better of it."

"If it was already too late, then why did you even bother trying to find me?"

"I felt guilty," to Bakura surprise, Yugi looked the angriest he'd ever been.

"Well I don't want your sympathy! Or your pity! I'm not as pathetic as you think I am!"

"It's not like that!" Bakura was finding it hard to express himself.

"Then what is it?"

"It was more than guilt!" Everything Bakura said he knew was true, but he didn't want it to be.

"Then what was it?"

"I don't know," he said, but Bakura knew.

"Was it pity?"

"No!"

"Did you feel sorry for me?!"

"NO!"

"THEN- WHAT- WAS

- IT?!"

Bakura didn't even like Yugi that much, but suddenly he couldn't stand to be around anybody else but him, not even Ryou. He thought of Ryou and felt empty. He looked at Yugi and that special feeling Ryou used to give him came to him. It was so different, but exactly the same.

He looked at Yugi. What was he doing all of this for? His annoying cheeriness, his nonstop taking, his high pitched voice, his weird hair, his beautiful purple eyes, his kissable lips…wait, what was Bakura thinking? It was Yugi! But if this was really Yugi, than why was he so…cute? Bakura groaned. He couldn't believe this.

He walked up to Yugi. He only briefly saw the look of surprise on Yugi's face as he grabbed the back of his head and kissed him. Yugi did not resist, and Bakura did not pull away. Eventually Yugi lifted his arms and placed them on Bakura's sides. Bakura parted Yugi's lips with his tongue and roamed inside Yugi's quiet-for-once mouth. So maybe this would be the way to shut him up when he talks too much. It worked just then.

Bakura couldn't help but ask himself the cliché question: this was so wrong, but why did it feel so right? Bakura started to pull away from Yugi, but he held on tighter and kissed him for a moment more. He seemed as if he never wanted to let go, but then he did.

"I've wanted this for so long," Yugi said. Bakura was sorry he couldn't say the same, so he just kissed him again to fill the silence. Then Yugi changed the subject.

"What's that in your hand?" Bakura looked down and saw the pinecone in his hand.

"Oh, uh…it fell out of tree and hit me on the head…or else somebody threw it at me. It made me think of you. So here, it's yours," he placed it in his hands. Yugi looked at it uninterestedly, and then set it down.

"If you don't mind me asking…didn't you like Yami for the longest time?" Bakura asked him.

"Yeah, but…I spent some time with him, and it was boring. There wasn't much chemistry."

"I…kinda of found that out with Ryou today." Yugi smiled. "I'm sorry about today. I'll make it up to you anyway I can," Yugi smiled wider.

"You just did."

"So..what are you doing with all of these socks?"

"I'm using my sixth sense to pick the two socks that match each other." Either Yugi was joking or he was completely insane. And everybody said Bakura was insane! "Don't give me that look! Let me show you," Yugi stared a moment and then picked up two socks. Both of them had a pink heart beneath them. Yugi stared at him triumphantly.

"What?! That's not possible!" Yugi smirked, looking smug.

"Impressive?"

"I guess…"

"So do you want to go the park now?"

"Why not." Yugi smiled him and grabbed his hand, leading him towards the hallway.

They left the house and Bakura immediately regretted it. Yugi was his usual cheery self again, which brought about the need to talk incessantly about random subjects. In Yugi's room he couldn't shut him up by kissing him. He sighed. For some reason, he couldn't have been happier to hear his voice. But, he imagined, he would thank the heavens about if there was nobody at the park, like usual. Then he could keep Yugi quiet for a long while.

END

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