Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh!

A/N: The idea for this story came from a question I asked in Asiera's Yugioh You've Got Questions We've Got Answers. Thank you very much, Asiera!

This is done for fun only. It has no relevance to any plot whatsoever.

Bless You!

"Hah…Hahhh…"

'Bakura…? Are you alright?' Ryou asked from the back of Bakura's mind. The former thief currently was in possession of their body, Ryou not too bothered by letting him experience the world some. Right now, however, he wondered what was going on.

"Hahhh…Ahh…"

"What's wrong?! Are you hurt?" This was definitely something he wasn't used to, sounds like that coming from the spirit. Part of him wanted to find out what was happening, while another was afraid of what he might find. He decided to emerge as a spirit as Bakura had done so many times before, standing before his dark a little disoriented. He wasn't used to the sensation, yet.

"Ah…Ah…AHHH…CHOO!!" Bakura toppled backward from the force of his sneeze, landing painfully on his rear. He stood back up, looking around confusedly.

"Bless you, spirit!" Ryou chirruped happily, laughing just a little in amusement and a bit of relief. "But could you take it easy on my body, please? I live in it, too."

Bakura's forehead was furrowed in contemplation. "What the hell?" It seemed he was still trying to find some trigger for his action, and growled when he could find none.

Ryou was somewhat disappointed with the spirit's lack of communication, so he tried again. "Don't tell me you've never sneezed before!" That would have been impossible; even in Egypt, the hikari was fairly sure people reacted the same way as everyone else.

"Of course I have!" Bakura snapped, rubbing his nose to stop a curious itching sensation. "Just…not like that." Before he could say another word, another massive sneeze escaped him, sending him reeling again.

The hikari thought about what could have caused the thief such discomfort when he hit upon an idea. "Maybe you have allergies," he suggested. "It is that time of the year."

"Allergies? I do not have allergies, and never have. Ever!" the spirit denied. However, he couldn't deny the sniffles that made themselves known after he had sneezed.

"Really?" Ryou didn't seem too convinced. "Well, maybe they're different kinds of allergies than what people would have had in your time." Bakura shot him a glare that clearly told him not to say any more on that subject, and Ryou obediently hushed, quietly holding back another wave of giggles in disbelief.

Still wearing his scowl, Bakura decided to reiterate what he had already said. "I am not sick. I don't get sick!"

"Being sick and having allergies are really two different things, Yami," Ryou corrected, delighting in Bakura's sigh of irritation.

"Shut up, Ryou!" he snapped. The last thing he needed was a headache to go with these aller-, erm…temporary discomforts.

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The next morning found a very disgruntled spirit inhabiting poor Ryou's body. His head was unbelievably foggy, and his congestion only worsened things. Being unaware of modern conveniences to help his symptoms, he resorted to sniffing as much as possible in hopes of clearing his sinuses. To Ryou's amusement, however, he still refused to admit there was anything wrong with him.

"Feeling better, my dark?" he asked appearing, goading the spirit into a not-so-kind response.

"Of course I'm not, you bloody dolt! Does it look like I-" A triumphant, "I-thought-you-weren't-sick" look from Ryou caused the spirit to realize what he had been shouting and he cut himself off immediately. "I'm fine! Stop staring at me!"

Another loud sniff caused Ryou to flinch. Knowing his luck, Bakura would cause a sinus infection and leave his defenseless hikari to deal with it. He decided to take matters into his own hands. "Haven't you heard of tissues in all the time you've been here?" he wondered.

"No, I haven't. Leave me alone…" Bakura groaned back, desperate for some silence for his aching head, but it didn't appear as though his lighter half would budge on the subject, as he simply folded his arms and stared until his yami asked, "What?"

"If you're going to live in my body, you should learn some more things about the world you're living in! If you keep sniffing, you're going to end up in a lot of trouble…That's what the tissues are for!" Ryou explained, walking over to one of the cabinets in the kitchen and pointing at it, waiting for Bakura to drag himself over and open it. After waiting for a while with no result except for another glare, Ryou smiled innocently. "If there's nothing wrong with you, you should have been here a minute ago…"

Sighing, Bakura forced himself to open the cabinet. Ryou motioned toward a rectangular box and the spirit grabbed it. "This…helps the sniffing…?" he muttered incredulously, completely confused about how it would help his nose any.

"See the paper in the box? Take one out." Bakura complied, jerking one out of the box and causing it to rip. Bakura smirked at the destruction until he saw Ryou's less-than-amused glare at his antics and he pulled out another, more gently this time. "Now, hold it like this," he said, mimicking the action of holding it over his nose, "and breathe out."

Bakura did as Ryou said, exhaling through his nose as forcefully as he could, and it didn't seem as though anything happened, but suddenly the thief went very still with a slightly startled expression shadowing his eyes.

"Spirit…? Is something the matter?"

"…I think I just broke my ear…" he replied in a very distant, but calm, practiced voice. Ryou's eyes shot open at Bakura's words and he panicked slightly.

"Broke your ear?! MY ear…?" the hikari asked in disbelief. "What do you mean, 'broke'?"

Bakura shook his head as though unable to figure out how to describe the sensation he had experienced. "I tried to do what you said, and there was a loud pop, and now I can't hear anything in it."

For the second time in as many days, Ryou was relieved almost beyond words. "Oh, that…that's normal!" he assured the thief, as Bakura stared at him with a look that plainly said he thought the boy was crazy. "I'm serious," the hikari insisted. "It's just built-up pressure."

Bakura's very slow nod followed Ryou's words, indicating he really had no idea what his hikari was trying to say, but was going along with it anyway. A sudden ringing interrupted any further explanation, and Bakura suddenly found himself forcibly kicked out of Ryou's body. Staring in astonishment, he watched as his light smiled apologetically and picked up the phone.

"Hello? …Yes, this is Ryou Bakura…" Bakura watched the one-sided conversation, wondering who could be on the other end of the line. "Oh, yes, I'm sure he wouldn't mind at all. You're very welcome here…Alright; I'll be there to pick you up tomorrow! Bye!" Ryou placed the receiver down and looked very pointedly at his yami.

"Who was that?" Bakura demanded, knowing that the "he" in the conversation had been referring to him.

"That was Malik." The spirit's eyes bulged a little at the words. "Ishizu has been invited to give a presentation about the Egyptian exhibit at the museum, so I'm letting Malik stay here with us."

It was quite apparent Bakura wasn't happy about this in the least. "Why can't he stay with Ishizu in some fancy hotel like they always give special guests?"

"She'll be sharing the room with a colleague; there won't be any room for him," Ryou stated, and then his eyes widened as he determined what the spirit might be worried about. "Ohh…don't worry! I'm sure he's forgiven you for the Battle City incident."

"So I just have to worry about him coming here and seeing me like this," the thief muttered under his breath. "Isn't that just lovely."

Something about his tone told Ryou he really wasn't supposed to overhear what Bakura had said, but he couldn't resist commenting on it. "See you like what, spirit? I thought you were perfectly fine…"

The spirit's jaw clenched ever so slightly as he fought back the urge to hit something, not that it would have been very effective in his current state, and he ended up snarling, "I am! Fine, pick him up and bring him home. Just don't expect me to be too friendly toward him while he's here…"

To be continued…?

A/N: It's so fun to just write something goofy once in a while! ^^' Please review and tell me what you thought. I'll continue it if you want me to, but it might be a little while before anything is posted…College is being mean.