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A/N: I don�t own it,
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Relative Insanity

Chapter 2

The sun
warmed his soul as he sat in the exercise yard, reading his book. They never forced him to participate and
usually let him sit and read while the other boys were running off their
aggressions. Ryou looked up and feigned
interest in the basketball game. The
boys were playing hard, running up and down the court and pushing towards the
hoop. He had absolutely no interest in
basketball, but the sight of Bakura sprinting up and down the court made it
worth his while. Bakura�s sweat soaked
t-shirt clinging to his chest, allowing Ryou to get his fill of the boy�s
muscled torso. Ryou would never deny
being gay, but in places like this it didn�t help to advertise. Relationships were trouble and he was here
to work on his treatment so he could get the hell out. Like he�d want to become involved with
another psycho anyway, he had enough of his own problems. But looking at Bakura couldn�t hurt, so look
he did.

The staff that
brought them outside came and sat on the grass next to him. Although she was sitting, her eyes never
left the other boys, constantly monitoring for anything inappropriate; it was
too easy for a fight to break out from this kind of competition. The boys needed to get out their aggressions
one way or another, and sports were the best way she knew.

�How you
doing, Ryou?�

�Fine.� Ryou glanced at her distrustfully. She was one of those staff who always had an
agenda and he was wary of what her�s was.

�Good.� She
spared him a look before fixing her eyes once again on the boys on the
court. �So, what do you think of the
new guy. Bakura�s quite the kid.�

�I don�t
know, he seems okay, � he shook his head slightly, knowing where this was
going.

�Just make
sure you keep your nose clean, Ryou.
That Bakura kid may be a looker but he�s trouble for you, remember
that.�

With that she go up, having accomplished what she
set out to do. Ryou just sat there in
disbelief. He had done nothing to
warrant this. Why couldn�t they just
forget that particular incident? It had
happened almost 5 months ago, the indiscretion with Marik, and nothing like it
had happened since. Marik had been
discharged shortly after and Ryou didn�t even attempt to form friendships with
other residents, let alone relationships.
He was a quick learner; getting burnt once was enough. What they were suggesting with Bakura was
absurd. Maybe they were becoming
friends, but that was all. Assumptions
pissed him off.

He tried to focus on his book, but
his eyes kept drifting to Bakura. He
was in awe of both the grace and ease that Bakura demonstrated running up and
down the court. He was pretty good, mostly
due to his ruthlessness rather than his skill.
Every now and then Bakura would catch him watching and would smirk in
his direction, rolling his eyes in criticism of his opponents. It made Ryou feel pretty good that they had
this camaraderie. In all honesty,
Bakura made him feel special and he didn�t know why.

The game ended and Bakura threw
himself on the grass next to Ryou, breathing hard and laughing. He shot a glare towards the group of boys
still standing under the hoop talking.

�I can�t believe those fucking
pansies think they�re competition!�
Bakura smirked at Ryou, shaking his head.

�You looked pretty good out
there.� Ryou immediately floundered,
realizing what he�d just said, feeling his face heat up, �what I mean-�

�Well, I think you look pretty good
right here.� Bakura grinning wolfishly
and winked, causing the younger boy to turn a deeper shade of crimson, �you�re
such a pretty boy, I�m surprised they leave you alone.� He motioned towards the boys on the court
with a tilt of his head.

�I can hold my own, they know
better.�

Bakura gave him a questioning look
but let the comment slide. This little
beauty was full of secrets. Before he
could say anything else, they were being called to go back upstairs. They were nothing more than cattle to these
people.

People hold grudges, plain and
simple. Bakura was sitting in the
dining room eating his dinner and minding his own business, which was a feat in
itself, when a shadow fell across his plate.

�So, you think you�re King Shit,
don�t you?�

Bakura looked up with an expression
of pure boredom on his face, his voice low and hard �I know I�m someone you
don�t want to mess with.�

�Someone needs to explain to you
the facts of life, so listen up because I won�t repeat myself.� The older boy standing over him lowered his
face so he was staring straight into Bakura�s cold eyes, not having sense
enough to see the danger. He was cocky
because he out weighed Bakura by 50 pounds or so, but such things didn�t
matter.

�No. I think someone needs to explain something to you.� Bakura�s voice was low and even, masking the
fury that was raging within, �I don�t answer to anyone, let alone you, so I
suggest you save yourself some misery and walk away.�

Ryou looked on, realizing he was
holding his breath and forcing himself to exhale. He could see the rage dancing behind Bakura�s cool exterior, and
was amazed that the idiot threatening him couldn�t. Things were going to turn very ugly, very quickly, and Ryou felt
he needed to intervene. If Bakura succeeded
in thrashing this guy, he was going to be in a lot of trouble.

�Hey Louis, I think there�s been a
misunderstanding-�

�Shut the fuck up, faggot. If I wanted your fucking opinion I would
have told it to you.�

�Louis, I would take a walk if I
were you-�

The hulking kid pivoted towards
Ryou and grabbed him by his upper arms, �I said fucking piss off queer
boy.�

He smirked when he saw Ryou�s eyes
grow wide; mistakenly thinking he had something to do with it. Before he could utter another sound his
airway was cut off and he reflexively released his hold on Ryou to try to ward
off his attacker. Bakura had grabbed
the larger boy from behind and the look of pure hatred on his face had shaken
Ryou. It was too late; things were
already out of hand.

�I warned you, but you just
couldn�t fucking listen.� Bakura�s
voice was shaking with rage, more over the fact that this low life dared to put
his hands on Ryou than the problem they were having to begin with, �now you�re
going to be learning some facts of life�or is it death? I just can�t seem to remember.�

�Bakura!� Ryou�s voice was firm, but pleading, �this guy�s not worth the
trouble you�re going to get into, just let him go before someone realizes
what�s going on.�

Bakura tightened his hold around
the other boy�s neck, causing his captor to turn an alarming shade of purple. �I could have if he didn�t touch you, but
that�s an insult I can�t forgive.�

Ryou was stunned, but it was too
late anyway. Staff came in like a swarm
and Bakura was wrestled to the floor in 30 seconds flat. Things move pretty quickly in a crisis and before
long Louis was in the nurse�s office being assessed, Bakura was in restraints
and all the other residents, Ryou included, were ordered in their rooms.

Ryou sat cross-legged on his bed
and could hear Bakura screaming his bloody head off, for the sole purpose of
driving everybody crazy. He felt bad
that Bakura ended up in 4 points, feeling somewhat responsible for the older
boy�s situation. He also felt a twinge
of happiness over the memory of Bakura standing up for him. The rage he saw swimming behind Bakura�s
eyes sent a pleasant shiver through him and he realized how twisted that
was. Maybe he really did belong here.

It was three days before Bakura was
allowed back into the general population; they�d been keeping a close eye on
him. Despite Ryou�s version of the
incident, they were still questioning whether or not Bakura was homicidal and
to be trusted around the other residents.
This latest development amused Bakura to no end, this was just another note
in an already colorful history.

Bakura walked into the common room
and was pleased to find Ryou curled up in a chair, nose stuck in a book as
usual. He scanned the room cautiously;
making sure Louis wasn�t already in here.
He�d received strict instructions to stay away from the other boy. He was tired of being in his room alone, so
he decided to comply for the time being.
He walked over to Ryou and casually sat on the floor leaning against the
arm of the chair.

�Been keeping out of trouble?�

Ryou looked up surprised. He�d been so absorbed in what he was reading he didn�t notice
Bakura come in, let alone sit next to him.
He smiled when he saw the smirk on his friend�s face. �Better than you.�

�I haven�t been looking for
trouble, you know, it just seems to hunt me down.� Bakura�s face grew serious. �Now, what the fuck were you thinking? You shouldn�t have gotten yourself involved,
you could�ve gotten hurt.�

Ryou shook his head, still
harboring a small smile. �I don�t know why no one believes me when I say I can
take care of myself. I�m not
making this up.� Ryou looked at the
older teen for a long minute before he spoke, �I just want to thank you for
standing up for me. You�re one of a
very few people I�ve run into in places like this that actually give a shit
about anyone but themselves. I
appreciate it, although I can assure you it wasn�t necessary.�

�I just couldn�t stand anyone touching you�anyone
but me that is.� Bakura smiled evilly and enjoyed the blush that grew on Ryou�s
cheeks. �Hey, you want to play cards?�

�Sure.� Ryou wondered why everything Bakura said seemed to come from left
field, but they were in the loony bin, weren�t they?

They played Rummy for the next hour
and a half. Ryou was kicking ass and
having trouble not gloating. It was
nice actually. The conversation was
interesting, both exchanging war stories from home and past placements. They both came from such dysfunctional
backgrounds they were hard pressed to find who�s was worse.

�So, how long have you been in
places like this?� Bakura was amazed
that such a seemingly gentle person had such a hard streak. It was there, just brilliantly camouflaged.

�About 6 years, between placements
and foster homes.� Ryou started
shuffling the cards, watching his hands move with quick agility, �What about
you?�

�It�s been 2 years. I found myself without a place to stay and
they tried to put me in a foster home.
That lasted 3 days before the creepy guy, married to the greedy bitch,
hit me, and then hit on me, in that order.
I said �fuck this� and beat the guy pretty bad and that landed me in
juvie detention. Well, that was no
better than prison so I realized that if I played the psycho card I could get
more cushy accommodations. Like I said,
it beats the streets.�

Ryou chuckled quietly, shaking his
head. �I can�t imagine being here willingly.
I would give anything to get out.�

�Then get out.�

�It�s not that easy.� Ryou looked at him, wondering if he�d even
get it.

�What�s so hard about it?� Bakura could tell he hit a nerve, and
couldn�t resist poking it.

�Listen. First, I have nowhere to go, and like you I�m not into the whole
foster home thing. Plus, what would I
do? I�ve been locked up for so
long�it�s-�

�Bullshit! It�s bullshit! You�re telling me you�re fucking afraid to be on the out?�

�I�m not afraid!�

�Then prove it!�

�How am I supposed to prove
it? I still have 3 months before
they�ll even consider discharge. You
going to wait around and watch?�

Bakura smiled knowingly. �No.
And neither are you. We could
just go, y�no?�

�Are you nuts? You want to run?� Ryou�s voice lowered to a whisper, they could get into loads of
trouble for just thinking of running.

�Listen, � Bakura�s expression grew
soft, and that was a bit unnerving, �I never had a reason to leave before,
and�and now I do.�

�You�ve been locked up for too
long, Bakura.� Ryou tried to laugh it
off as a joke, but his heart was beating heavily in his chest and butterflies
had taken up residence in his stomach.

Bakura looked at him hard, his eyes
piercing into Ryou�s soul. �You know
just as well as I that there�s something about the two of us, I feel it and so
do you.�

Bakura got up and stormed out of
the room, punching the door as he walked by causing heads to turn towards Ryou
with curious expressions. Ryou shook
his head and collected the cards. His
mind was reeling and he didn�t know what to think. He�d learned long ago to count on nobody but himself, and Bakura
was making him question his beliefs and this was freaking him out.

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