Ohai.~ How are you guys? o3o Thanks for the reviews. c: I'm glad you like this story, even though it's for my own entertainment and to improve my writing, but it's yours too now, I guess, since you're reading this too. ouo; But yeah, thanks for liking this story and reviewing, it means a lot to me. So yeah. Also, I just found out that I can reply to reviews. LOL WHOOPS. Did not notice that. I should do that.~ x3 'Cause I lub you guys that much. D: Wehehehe and I drew Tendershipping on my tablet. owo. Then my mom went behind me and I freaked out and nearly dropped my laptop. ;w;'' ANYWAYS. Enough about me, it's freakin' story time. Oh one more thing. Bakura likes contradicting himself and arguing with his brain, because he can. Also, I noticed there's some tendershipping fanfics with more than 100k words in it. ouo This makes me happy! I just like tendershipping a lot, okay? /cries. OK ON WITH THE STORY.

The body was slightly malnutrioned, open wounds were scattered among the body, small wounds, with rarely large gashes, the body was a pale-ish blue as it lay motionless, it was like it was frozen, the person's eyes were wide open but as if they had been staring into the eyes of god, emotionaless, and cold. The hair of this body was messy, with long, white hair, occasionally stained red with blood. White? I-Is that Yadonushi? Yadonushi! Ryou? RYOU! FUCK. WHAT IS THIS. Why is this happening? Ryou! Bakura had been walking back in forth with his hands on his head, very frustrated as he did this, he knocked over trash cans while he walked angrily. He had a mix of emotions he didn't know how to grip onto, he finally sat down against a building wall and began crying while looking around, still frustrated. Fuck! How did this happen? As Bakura walked by and forth past Ryou, he looked down at it and shook his head angrily as tears ran down his face. He kneeled down by the dead body, he breathed deeply and looked at it laying so perfectly still. Yadonushi, I'm sorrythat I wasn't here to protect you. Bakura stroked Ryou's cheek, almost lovingly. A tear slid down his cheek and landed on his yadonushi's cheek. He leant down and softly kissed his hikari's lips. Ryou, I..

Within a flash, all of it was gone, the blood, the screams, everything, Bakura sat up in yadonushi and his bed, covered in sweat, he was trembling, he looked around his dark room and saw Ryou, sleeping heavily. He breathed a sigh of relief, lying back down slowly, he turned on his side, thinking about the dream he had just had. Bakura was trying to comprehend what happened. Why did I even have that dream? Could someone be after my yadonushi? Bakura growled to himself silently. He didn't like the idea that someone would do that to his innocent yadonushi. Fuck. Maybe that's why I had that dream? I need to keep an eye on yadonushi from now on.. Make sure he doesn't get in trouble. Maybe I should call Mariku. He'll explain what the fuck just happened. That's a great idea! Bakura crawled off the bed, and went downstairs and dialled the number.

What the fuck is that noise.. Mariku thought to himself as he got another pillow and covered his head again. He nearly fell asleep until Malik decided to poke him.

"Mariku?" whispered Malik.

"Yes, Malik?"

"There's someone on the phone." Malik said, yawning.

"What?" Mariku groaned tiredly. "Isn't it, like.." He checked the clock. "4:57AM?"

"Well, it's getting annoying. Just answer it okay?" whined Malik.

"No." grumbled Mariku.

Malik proceded to whack Mariku with a cushion until Mariku yelled.

"Ugh, fuck! Fine. But you owe me." Mariku muttered, disgruntled before grabbing the phone.

"Bakura, what the fuck do you want." Mariku snarled.

"Someone's pissed off. Did Malik not give you enough attention?" Bakura said. Mariku could just sense that Bakura was smirking his ass off.

"No, but do you realise what time it is? It's like 5am now! Why aren't you sleeping?"

"Because I had a weird dream.." Bakura said. Mariku laughed.

"Bakura, you are weird. Even if you did have a weird dream, then why don't you just get over it and go back to bed?"

"Because yadonushi was dying, okay! And it was really weird.. He got killed, or something. I need to look after him from now on." Bakura sounded angry and concerned. Well, from what Mariku could hear, anyways.

"So why do you care, exactly?" Mariku said boredly, but inside he was actually quite interested at the fact that Bakura would actually call him over this. Malik sensed this and giggled.

Bakura heard this and hissed. "Fuck up, Ishtar! Yadonushi died!"

"Bakura, stop getting pissy with my hikari. Besides, it was just a dream. So just go to sleep." Mariku said, yawning.

"I know but I feel like there's actually someone after him."

Mariku laughed. "You've been watching waaaaaay too much television."

"Shut up." Bakura hissed.

"Why do you care though?"

"Um.. Well." Bakura hesitated. Mariku smirked. "He is my host, I guess. So I guess I have to protect him?"

But you guys have seperate bodies now. And just because Ryou dies doesn't mean you die with him.. Mariku thought. But that would definitely NOT be a good thing to say to a concerned Bakura right now. Well, a concerned Bakura who doesn't know he's concerned. Mariku sighed. "Okay. Can we go back to bed now? I'm fucking tired. And we have things to do tommorow." Yup, scheming is fun.

"Whatever. I might as well go to bed anyways." Bakura said, before hanging up.

"Hm, What was that about?" Malik asked, yawning and burying his head in Mariku's shoulder.

"Eh, he said he had a dream about Ryou dying." Mariku replied, yawning a bit too.

"Hmm.. He wouldn't dream about that out of nowhere.. Mariku, what did you do?" Malik mumbled in his partner's shoulder.

"Oh nothing." Mariku replied, sounding amused and not convincing. At all.

"Oh really?" Malik smiled, looking up and raising an eyebrow at Mariku. Mariku just smiled and kissed the other male's lips gently, kissing him for a short while before breaking the kiss. "Stop trying to distract me!" Malik protested, but was cut off when Mariku kissed him again. His tongue slowly crept into Malik's mouth where it met Malik's tongue. Their tongues danced together, mixing their saliva as they deepened their kiss. Without breaking their kiss, Mariku pinned Malik down on the bed. Ecstasy, is something you could call something like this moment, pure pleasure, the kiss was deep and it aroused Malik a bit. Okay, scratch that. A lot. Mariku broke the kiss and ran his fingers through Malik's blonde hair and looked down at the boy below him. Mariku smiled and kissed him again, moaning in between the kisses while rubbing his hands all over Malik's body. It started out as just a simple kiss, but there was lust growing between the two boys, desire and want. But Mariku stopped himself. "Yes, really."

"Poor.. Bakura.." Malik panted out. Mariku smirked.

"But, hikari. I didn't do anything. How could you blame me for this?" Mariku said, with a big grin on his face.

"Right.. I'm going to bed now." Malik pouted, pulling the sheets over his head.

"Okay.. Wait a second! Aren't we going to finish what we started?" Mariku's grin was replaced with a pout.

"Mariku.. I'm tired.. Tommorow, okay? I swear.." Malik muttered contently, happy to get some sleep.

"But I'm horny!" Mariku nearly yelled.

"Too bad, It's really late. I'm going to bed." Malik yawned, closing his eyes.

Mariku proceded to pout and whine. He would have begged, but his pride wasn't exactly going to let him do that. After a while, he noticed that his hikari was asleep, and snoring lightly, completely oblivious to everything. Mariku sighed and gave in. I'm actually going to kill Bakura for this tommorow. Couldn't he have called at an earlier time.. He thought bitterly to himself. He sighed and went to sleep along with Malik.

Bakura, on the other hand, couldn't sleep at all. He had kept imagining that someone was after his yadonushi, no matter how silly it was. Malik said it's because I've been watching too much television. He's probably right, but still. Why do I care about yadonushi so much, anyways? He's my host.. that's all it is. Bakura sat at the edge of the bed, looking at Ryou's sleeping face. You're lucky you can sleep, yadonushi.. Because I'm the one that's protecting you against some killer that doesn't exist.. He thought to himself, smiling tiredly. Maybe.. I can just close my eyes for a minute.. He's not going to be harmed. I'm sure of this. Bakura leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

Ryou woke up and saw that Bakura wasn't beside him. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. Eh.. why is Bakura sleeping at the edge of our bed.. Ryou wondered, slightly confused. Bakura was lying down, in an awkward position. After all, he was lying down at the edge of the bed. He was snoring. Bakura looks tired.. He rarely snores, after all. He tried to make Bakura sleep properly, but Bakura was a bit too heavy for Ryou. Ryou tried, but then gave up and just propped his head up with a few cushions and covered his body with a blanket. Why was he sleeping there, anyways.. I should ask him when he wakes up. Ryou smiled and studied Bakura's sleeping face. No smirk this time. Interesting. Ryou got out of bed, and stripped out of his cloud pajamas, dropped them on the floor, and put on a T-shirt and some pants. Now that I think about it, Bakura never wears pajamas. He probably never will. Ryou giggled at the thought of Bakura even wearing pajamas. That would be so.. unlike him. He picked up the pajamas and walked into the bathroom, dropping the pajamas on the laundry basket as he got his brush and proceded to brush his hair. It's really hot today.. I should tie my hair up. After he tied up his hair, he brushed his teeth and went into their room again. Bakura was still fast asleep. 'Kura, why were you even sleeping in that position.. You're so silly, gosh.. Ryou smiled at his yami. Ryou walked into the kitchen and started making breakfast.

Huh? Bakura opened one eye groggily. Why is there pillows and blankets? Shit! Did I fall asleep? Wait, where's yadonushi? Bakura looked around the room, but there was no sign of Ryou. He quickly jumped off the bed, causing the blanket and the pillows to land on the floor. He ran downstairs, nearly tripping and falling down the stairs. He stumbled into the kitchen.

"Yadonushi!" Bakura yelled.

"Um.. Yes, Bakura?" Ryou stared at his yami, wondering what got into him.

"Oh. There you are." Bakura said, staring back at Ryou. "I thought you left!"

"Huh? Why, 'Kura?" Ryou asked, looking confused. "Did I do something wrong? Did you want me to go?" He questioned, looking hurt.

"No, yadonushi." Bakura replied, looking surprised.

"Oh." Ryou settled, smiling to himself. "Then why do you ask?" Ryou ask, looking confused again.

"It's nothing, yadonushi. Don't worry about it." Bakura said flatly.

"I see. Okay then. Well, I made breakfast. It's on the table, if you want it. I'm going to go do some laundry now." Ryou said cheerfully.

Wait, he's going somewhere?

"No!" Bakura blurted out.

Ryou stared at him, surprised. "Why not, Bakura?"

"Because.. Erm. Just stay here, yadonushi." Bakura retorted.

"Okay, but I have to do the laundry."

"I'll ...Um.. Help you." Wait, what the fuck? Okay, doesn't matter. I can handle a little laundry if it means that yadonushi doesn't get harmed.

"Bakura.. Are you okay today?" Ryou asked worriedly, putting his hand to Bakura's head, checking his temperature. His hand felt hot against Bakura's cool forehead. Yadonushi's hand feels so warm.. This is nice.. Wait.. Gah!

"Yadonushi, don't worry. I'm better than ever." Bakura said, smirking.

Oh there's 'Kura..

"Okay, 'Kura, just hurry up. I, I mean we, have a lot to do today." Bakura groaned. This was going to be a long day.

"Pfft, Yadonushi, if you tell me what to do, I'll just eat slower." Bakura said, smirking even more.

"But 'Kura.. I seriously have a lot to do today!" Ryou whined a little.

"Ugh, fine. But you owe me." Bakura groaned. "Why do we have to do the housework anyways? Can't I just steal us more clothes? Why do we even have to do laundry? Ugh, fuck."

Ryou giggled. "Well, you offered to help.. You don't have to, you know."

"But.. I want to?" Bakura said, not so convincingly.

"You sure don't sound like it." Ryou said softly.

"Um.." Bakura hesitated. Fuck, better change the subject. "Is that a new hairstyle?"

"Hairstyle? Bakura, I'm not a girl! It was just hot, so I tied up my hair!" Ryou exclaimed, pouting a little.

Bakura laughed. "Right." He ruffled Ryou's hair, messing it up.

"Bakura!" Ryou screamed.

"Not a girl, my ass." Bakura laughed.

"Just shut up and eat your breakfast." Ryou muttered darkly.

"Hey, hey. I was joking, yadonushi." Bakura said, sort of surprised at the tone of voice Ryou had used. "Don't take it seriously, I was joking. I swear."

"Well, it wasn't funny." Ryou huffed.

God, he's such a girl. It's quite.. interesting.

"Mhmm." Bakura said, speech muffled by some scrambled egg in his mouth.

"Kura, stop speaking with your mouth full! You're getting it all over the desk!" Ryou nearly screamed.

"God, yadonushi. You're such a clean freak."

"I just like being hygienic, Bakura."

"Of course, you're yadonushi after all."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Oh, nothing." Bakura said, ruffling Ryou's hair.

"I give up. I'm leaving it down. You keep messing it up." Ryou said, pouting slightly.

"Good, it's better down. You look so.. girly with it up. Anyways, I'm done with breakfast. What do we do first?"

"Well. We have to clean, then shop.. and then we have to cook dinner, I guess?"

"Well fuck. This is going to take a while, huh?"

"You bet it will." Ryou smiled, looking forward to spending time with his yami.

"What's so funny, I don't exactly want to clean, yadonushi." Bakura said, smirk replaced with a scowl.

"No, it's not that, 'Kura." Ryou said happily. What the fuck is yadonushi so happy about? Is he really so intent on torturing me? "Now come on, we have a lot to do."

"Fine. What do I do." Bakura muttered, slightly angry at how Ryou was so happy about him doing housework. Pfft, it's not like I never do housework. Oh wait, I never did.

But Ryou wasn't happy about Bakura doing housework, he was just happy that he got to spend time with his yami.

"Just put the clothes in the washing machine. Laundry basket's in the other room." Ryou said, busy folding some clothes.

"What? We have a washing machine?" Bakura asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No, clothes magically poof from the floor and automatically get cleaned." Ryou said sarcastically.

"Sarcasm doesn't suit you, Yadonushi." Bakura said, smirking.

"Just put the clothes in the washing machine."

"But that's in the other room!" Bakura whined.

"Kura, why did you agree to help then.." Ryou asked, whining slightly.

"Fine." Bakura muttered, walking into the other room and picking up some basket. Wait.. laundry basket. Right?

"Yeah, looks like it." Bakura said to himself, staring at the clothes in the basket. He walked to the.. washing machine? Is that what you call it? Wait.. what do you do from there? Wait. There's a hole thingy.. I should open it. He opened it and decided to dump the clothes in. Now what? "Yadonushi, what the fuck do I do from here?" he yelled to Ryou.

Ryou put the folded clothes aside and set out to help Bakura.

"Yes, 'Kura?" he asked, giggling inwardly at his confused yami.

"What do you do from here? Housework is hard!" Bakura yelled. "I already opened this hole and dumped clothes in it."

"Bakura.. you're supposed to sort out the clothes.. You're also supposed to add detergent and turn the washing machine on.." Ryou muttered.

"Oh.. Okay." Bakura sat down and watched Ryou sort out the clothes, put some powder like substance in some box he pulled out and turned on the washing machine.

"There." Ryou demonstrated. "You should be able to do that next time."

"Next.. time?" Bakura asked. "You expect me to do this next time?"

"Well.. actually, no. To be honest, why are you even helping me?" Ryou asked.

Oh shit. Urgh, whatever. Might as well tell him.

"Well I had this dream that you were going to die, so I decided I was going to protect you, I guess." Bakura muttered.

Ryou spluttered with laughter.

"What?" Bakura hissed. "Can't I worry about you? After all, you're my host!"

"Bakura.. It's a dream. Just because it happened in a dream, doesn't mean it's actually going to happen." Ryou said softly. Besides.. We have seperate bodies now. Okay, this might not be a wise thing to mention.

Bakura paused. Wait. Yadonushi has a point.

"But that dream was still creepy!"

"It was only a dream, 'Kura. Don't worry, I have these sorts of dreams all the time." Ryou said soothingly.

"Fine. But I'm still following you around, just in case."

"But are you going to help with the housework?"

"Nope." Bakura smirked.

"That's okay with me. Just don't follow me into the bathroom." Ryou said, giggling.

"Why no-Wait! What?" Bakura said, taken aback.

Ryou laughed. "I'm kidding, Kura."

"You better be."

So, review and tell me your opinions about this chapter.~ ouo Bye bye. c: Whoops, I forgot to do that scheme. Here, have some Mariku and Malik making out instead.. Okay, scheming will be soon, I swear! ;u; Whee, I'm so weird. Time to write more Ryou and Bakura time. Bakura's kind of ooc though. ;-; One more thing. Mariku is an evil bastard. And that's why we love him. c: OKAY. R & R. I'll update faster! ouo