"Aibou," the baritone voice summoned from behind a small boy, causing him to turn instantly.

"What is it Mou hitori no boku?" the innocent violet held concern as the small boy looked up to his other half, ready for a story.

He, however, was denied as his dark merely sighed and waved it off; moving to pass by him, slightly defeated.

"Yami," a hand outstretched to grab the other boy's arm, but Yami had already swiftly moved out of his reach, leaving him grabbing at air. 'What are you hiding from me?'

The taller moved swiftly down the halls of the school, searching for his friend, the one he could admit anything to. He however was not expecting to catch what he wasn't fishing for.

"Well then Pharaoh, you seem mildly distressed. Still unable to admit yourself to your young Hikari?"

"Shove it Bakura," he tried to maneuver past him, but found his attempts impossible as the violent teen blocked him off.

"You know life will be much easier once you just tell him," his tone changed, it seemed to waiver with a slight touch of care.

"So I can screw him every night like you and Ryou? I'm not like that; I want Yuugi to be happy, not screwed silly," his serious tone irked a smile from Bakura; seeming to swell with pride at the happiness he brought his rabbit.

"And what if being screwed silly makes him happy?" the former thief purred.

"He'd tell that person he likes them," he held his ground.

Bakura seemed to be closing the space between them, bringing their faces closer together, "Hah! You know that hikari of yours is too coy to even think of admitting his feelings to you! He couldn't even tell Anz-"

"That's exactly it. Aibou is straight. He doesn't like me like that."

"Listen to you!" the thief slapped his former Pharaoh, "In your sulking you've lost all will, your falling to a pile of crap. Get yourself together!"

The once proud and regal Pharaoh couldn't even lock eyes with the former thief.

"Oh how the mighty have fallen. I'm not going to keep telling you, but if you don't remove yourself from the wall, no one else will."

Had he had time, he would've demanded the thief to tell him what those words meant, but before he had time to blink he had stole away, joining his hikari instead. He however, left the Pharaoh a wink before parting with the young, frailer version of himself.

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