Bottom Of A Bottle | By : KuroSakura Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1318 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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-Seto-
I stare after Bakura as he walks away, heading toward someone who looks remarkably similar to him. He looks back once and gives me a cocky smirk with a wink. My stomach clenches, but not in a bad way. To be honest, I’ve never been truly attracted to those I’ve taken to my bed. Still, I’m positive that what I’m feeling now is attraction, though I can’t be sure why. He is physically attractive, yes, but I feel like it is something different that draws me to him.
Still, I do not plan to take him up on his offer, if that was indeed an offer. I can’t afford to piss off Gozaburo again. I don’t think he’s going to forgive me for the necessary school transfer. At least, not easily. He has to eventually. I’m his only heir, as he ignores Mokuba most of the time. He has little choice but to put up with some things from me, because he has few years left in him. Not enough time for him to raise another. But that doesn’t mean that if I push him too hard he won’t react. Mokuba would be in danger, and I will not allow anything to happen to my last blood relative.
Turning away from Bakura, I look down at the unpalatable lunch the school has provided and make up my mind to bring my own lunch from now on. I stand, picking up the tray, and head for one of the doors, dumping the food as I leave. I have a book that can pass the rest of lunch away.
Which, as it turns out, wasn’t really that long. Another five or ten minutes at most. I hadn’t realized that Bakura and I had spoken for so long.
“Um, excuse me?” I look up from reading my desk (the stupidity of those who’ve possessed it before amazes me) as a soft voice speaks in my ear. The male whom Bakura had gone to at lunch is standing beside the desk I’ve staked out as my own. He offers me a small smile. “Hi. I’m Ryou. You met my…brother, earlier.”
So, this boy and Bakura are related…That explains why they look so alike. They’re likely twins, considering the similarities and that they are both in high school.
“Yes, I guess so. Bakura, correct?” I respond.
Ryou nods, smiling. “I was really surprised to see him talking with you. He usually sticks with the people he knows…Mostly Marik. Malik and Otogi…” Ryou flushes and looks away, biting his lip a bit before looking back at me. “Well, they aren’t always “with” the rest of the world in terms of perception.”
This boy reminds me a lot of Mokuba, which might explain why I am not ignoring him. Where Bakura is all hard edges, violence, and anger, Ryou is softness, smiles, and contentment, if not happiness. The two are almost exact opposites, in everything except features. Although, where Bakura’s eyes are red, Ryou’s are a chocolate brown. Even their speech patterns are off, as well as their accents, which is strange. Ryou’s soft accent sounds British, but Bakura’s is much harsher and I still can’t place it. The only explanation I have for such differences is that they were raised separately, but that doesn’t explain how they are together now.
“Anyway, the school assigned me to help you find your way around, but I couldn’t find you this morning. Still, though this invitation may seem strange from someone you’ve just met, but…Would you like to come to dinner tonight? It could help you meet new people…” Ryou’s cheeks are a light red as he issues his invitation, but his voice, while soft, is firm.
I consider the invitation for a moment. I’ve never had someone invite me over for anything other than a business meeting. It would…be frivolous to accept, yet…“I have a younger brother.” I say, but before I can finish my statement, Ryou is beaming.
“He’s welcome as well.” He assures me. As the teacher walks in, he gives me another smile before scurrying back to at corner where a dark-skinned individual who uses far too much hair gel is sitting. I watch, feeling much like a voyeur again, as they exchange a quick kiss before Ryou sits, blushing to his roots as he faces the front of the classroom. I turn in the same direction, wondering how I had managed to find the strangest people on my first day here.
…
“Ryou sent me to ensure you and your brother reach our house, since he had no time to give you directions.” I almost jump out of my skin as Bakura pipes up at my side. I am walking from the school, and he was nowhere near me before this moment, but I don’t know where he came from. “You didn’t tell me you had a brother.” He says conversationally, smirking at me.
“It didn’t come up in our conversation.” I point out, ignoring the extra stares I’m earning, now that Bakura is walking beside me.
“Well, I suppose we were focusing more on me at the time…” Bakura shrugs. “He a cute kid?”
“I fail to see how that is your business.” I snap. I’m…slightly protective over Mokuba, or so I’ve been told.
“Oooh, scary Seto!” Bakura laughs, waggling his fingers at me before shrugging. “I’m protective of Ryou too, so I understand. Anyway, I’m sure Ryou didn’t give you much of a chance to say no, so if you don’t want to come to dinner tonight-”
“No, it’s fine. Mokuba is always trying to get me to “make friends,” so maybe this will get him off my back.” Speaking so frankly with Bakura is not something I was expecting to do, but he’s been honest with me, if not necessarily open about everything. “Listen, about whatever you’re offering me-”
“Don’t. You’ll feel better about yourself if you don’t make a promise you won’t keep.” Bakura smirks, and I feel I’m in for some trouble with this one.
A/N: Sorry it’s short. It was four pages written, but computers are evil. Anyway, see you all next time!
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