Uh, yeah. First fanfiction. It has to be tendershipping. Nyehehehe. But I kind of suck at writing, so beware. I need some constructive critisizm though. I know I kind of suck at writing or drawing, but I've been practising it, just for this fandom. That's how much I love it! :3 But um. On with the story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Gi Oh. If I did, I would give Bakura and Ryou more screentime, with moar fluff and smut and rabu and oh my god I'm rambling.

Bakura and Ryou were lying on the couch. Bakura had been watching some drama and got pissed at some whore and decided to throw his show at the TV. Now it was stuck at Blues fucking Clues.

"What in the name in retardation is this?" groaned Bakura. "Ryou, what the fuck are we supposed to do now?" growled Bakura, glaring at this blue dog. What the hell is this? Were dogs even supposed to be BLUE? What the fuckery.

"Uh.." Ryou had to think about this for a while. "Bake cupcakes!"

Bakura stared at him like he was on crack. 'Ryou, I'm sorry, but WHAT. I thought I wasn't allowed near cooking utensils ever again. Remember last time?"

Ryou cringed. Okay, new plan.

"You know, we could just watch the rest of this instead."

"What? Ryou, that's worse than letting me in the kitchen!"

"I don't care, Bakura."

Bakura pouted uncharacteristically. Wow, he really doesn't want to watch this, does he?, Ryou thought. But Bakura was so cute pouting. Aww.. Okay seriously Ryou quit thinking.

"Yadonushi, close your mind link next time, I don't really want to hear your dirty thoughts are the moment," Bakura said, smirking a little. "Also, call me cute again and I will punish you."

Ryou squeaked. My god, that's a cute noise. He's so cute when he does that. I always remember to close my mind link, unlike yadonushi. He's so silly. Okay, what am I thinking. I don't like this. I don't like him. I only care about him because he's my host, nothing more...right? Bakura growled. I hate having these thoughts.

Ryou looked at him worriedly. Bakura always seemed lost in thought when they had happy moments like these. It was these moments that made it all worthwhile. Bakura was usually blunt with him, except when he was hurt, or ill. Or anything of the sort, but that was only because he was Bakura's host. Even though they got seperate bodies a while ago, Bakura seemed to stay with the whitenette. Ryou wondered why, but he would never ask Bakura this, or it might make him mad. He hated when Bakura got mad at him. It was unbearable. This would happen when he asked anything that was personal to him. He would get all defensive. Ryou frowned. There are so many things I don't know about Bakura..

Both of them sat in silence. Bakura stared at Ryou. He had a frown on his face. He wondered why.

"Eh, yadonushi, what's made you look so down?" Bakura asked.

He secretly cared about the boy, he didn't know why, but he just did, and he hated it. Whenever he tried to leave his yadonushi, something seemed to be holding him back. If it wasn't like this, Bakura would have moved out by now. 'Meh, it's probably because the brat cooks so well.' He thought. His yadonushi was so feminine. He could cook and clean up after Bakura. Not only did he act feminine, he sort of looked feminine too. But not overly feminine. That would be scary. To be honest, Bakura thought his yadonushi was quite adorable, but he would never admit this.

"It's nothing, 'Kura." Ryou said, quickly replacing this frown with a smile. A little too quickly. Bakura was suspicious.

Anyways, his smile didn't even look genuine. He knew what his yadonushi's smile was like. It was so.. He didn't know how to describe it, but this was definitely not it.

"Liar." huffed Bakura.

But when Ryou didn't reply, Bakura just ruffled his hair. Ryou blushed slightly at this, causing Bakura to have some weird feeling he couldn't quite pinpoint. It made him feel weird inside, kind of this happy-ish feeling. But it felt new to him, and it was kind of umcomfortable. Both of them sat in comfortable silence.

"Bakura, can I ask you something?"

"Sure. Fire away, Yadonushi."

".. Do you care about me?"

Bakura looked uncormfortable. He had no idea where this question popped out of. He quickly answered.

"Uh..I don't um..know?"

"Oh. Well.. I'm heading to bed now."

Ryou looked hurt. Bakura had no idea why. Why do he care? Ugh, goddamnit Ryou, stop making me feel weird feelings that I don't even want to have! This is stupid.

"Ok."

Ryou gave Bakura a small smile. Which was another fake one. Again. It looked worse than the last one. His eyes were starting to water, even though the room was dark, Bakura could definitely see his tears. Fuck. Why do I always have to hurt him? Why can't I just tell him that I actually care about him? It's because I'm Bakura, King of Thieves, duh. I'm not even supposed to care. All I'm supposed to be doing is hate and attempting to kill the Pharaoh, Getting drunk with Mariku, and live with my yadonushi.. right? I'm not supposed to care, so I won't. No matter how much I secretly do. I don't want him to think the wrong thing. Ugh, I should go to bed as well. God. I think the Blues Clues is getting to my head. Pfft, friendship. What a joke, thought Bakura.

While Bakura had been deep in thought, he hadn't had the time to notice that Ryou had gone upstairs. Bakura sighed. I might as well just apologise, but it has to be when he's sleeping. I can't apologise to people who are awake. It just makes everything harder. To be honest.. have I ever apologised to Ryou? I mean I have, when I hit him, or hurt him but it's usually when he's sleeping. He always has a smile on his face when he sleeps. He just looks so peaceful and innocent. Oh my god what am I thinking. Ryou's so sensitive.. God. But I guess that's what makes him Ryou.

Bakura smiled. Okay, what the fuck am I doing. Well, who gives a fuck. As long as I'm alone, I can be as out as character as I want to be. Hehe.

Bakura then proceded to walk upstairs, into their bedroom. Yes, Bakura shared a room with Ryou, because the apartment only had one room. Bakura didn't mind, though. Wait... did I just hear a sniffle? Bakura kept listening to Ryou's sniffling, but when it stopped and his breathing started to sound more even and heavy, he opened the door, careful not to make any sound or to make the door squeak. The door always seemed to squeak. No where as cute as Ryou's squeaks though.. OKAY WHAT. Is Ryou a mouse or some shit.. Oh god I seriously need to stop thinking weird thoughts. Goddamn.

He saw his yadonushi, looking peaceful as ever, his breathing even. Bakura listened to his breathing for a while. Then he realised how creepy it was to be listening to your sleeping yadonushi's breathing. Okay, let's just get this over with.

"Yadonushi, I'm sorry.." Bakura murmured.

So... should I continue this, or should I just leave it at that? ouo R & R. Well. If you want. c:

Have a nice day, my lovelies~. :3