September 6th, 2012:

"I'll see you after class, okay, Honda?" The addressed smiled and kissed Ryou on the forehead.

"I'll see you soon." Honda kissed Ryou once more full on the lips before Ryou left for class, smiling as well. Honda stayed behind to gather other necessary school items.

A textbook was thrown harshly into a nearby locker, as if the event that had just transpired was all its fault. Bakura glared at Honda. It really shouldn't be bothering him that much. The whole... kissing thing. They've been going out for quite a number of months already. So Bakura really should be used to it. It really shouldn't make him so mad still. Although, perhaps it was the fact that once Honda came back, the only time Bakura and Ryou had hung out was for that last little sleepover.

Oh yes, the sleepover. Bakura had been both surprised and delighted when Ryou showed up with games, food, and a sleepover bag. He could tell by the sheepish, apologetic look on Ryou's face that he wanted to talk about ditching him. Bakura cut him off everytime he tried and changed the subject. Ryou took the hint after a while and stopped trying, though it was still evident that Ryou wanted to talk. But how could Bakura listen to that? He didn't want to. Hearing Ryou's apology would make Malik's statement all that more real.

He didn't want Malik's statement to be real.

"Oh hey!" Bakura froze as he heard Honda's smug voice. Though he was no longer looking (glaring) at Honda, he still somehow knew he was being addressed. He looked over slowly and, sure enough, Honda was staring straight at him, his face matching his voice. "Bakura, right?" He had a horrible feeling about where Honda was going with this. "Yeah, I've heard some thing about you from my boyfriend, Ryou as you probably know." Honda puffed his chest out a bit, silently laughing 'Haha! Ryou's spending so much more time with me than you because he likes me more and I'm dating him even though you love him and preventing you from living happily ever after!'

…...

Okay, so maybe he wasn't silently saying all of that, but he was definitely saying the beginning! Bakura wanted to rip the smirk from his face.

"What's wrong?" Honda taunted. "Cat got your tongue or something?"

"No, I just don't feel like talking to some idiot who can't even remember who I am." Bakura slammed his locker shut and started to walk away. The halls were nearly empty, a sure sign that the bell would ring soon, and he didn't want to listen to what else 'the idiot' would say. Honda frowned.

"Well, I don't feel like talking to someone who practically lived with my boyfriend all summer!" Bakura swore that Honda was going to stick his tongue out from how childish his last statement had sounded. He turned around.

"Then why are you talking to him?" Honda's face turned red and he clenched his fists. Bakura turned back around, with the hallway empty already, he decided he'd better head off to class before he was late.

"You stay away from Ryou! I bet you were just all over him, hugging and laughing. You were probably trying to convince him to break up with me. Telling him all sorts of things about me that aren't even true. Like I'm some sort of drug dealer or that I drink a whole bunch. Which I'm not! Not like how you probably are. You were also probably trying to get him to make out or-" Honda scrunched his face up. "-have sex with you. You make me- Ah!" Honda was pushed up against the lockers, his feet a foot off the ground. A fist clutching quite a bit of his shirt. He tried to glare at Bakura but couldn't meet his eyes. The murderous gaze was unnerving and, though he would never truly admit it, terrifying.

"Don't. You. DARE! Imply that I would ever do something like that to Ryou." Bakura's voice was low and dangerous. "Don't act like you know me and what I would do, either. You know nothing about me. But from what I can tell, you, Honda, you're just some jealous, overprotective guy who exaggerates and acts tougher than he really is. But no matter how tough you act, if I ever hear you talk about me like that or if you ever hurt Ryou, I will not hold back." Bakura swore as the bell rang. He threw Honda against the lockers. "And thank you for making me late."

With that, Bakura strode off to class, excuses already forming in his mind as to why he was late. Honda slumped on the ground for a moment before gathering himself up and making sure he was presentable for class.

When he got to class, however, his teacher wasn't so happy with the delayed excuse he gave. So, he got a lecture and detention. Honda vowed he'd make Bakura pay. Even though it wasn't actually his fault, Honda didn't want to admit it was his own. So when you don't want to blame yourself, blame the closest person.

But there was one thing that was bothering Honda. It was something he himself had said. Have sex with you... His thoughts quickly turned inappropriate.

'Well...' he thought. 'We have been together for quite a while...' Honda had to stop there. If he thought too much about it, he'd have quite a problem to deal with. And he didn't want to make his teacher even more mad.

'I'll talk to him this weekend.' He decided.

~ . ~ (Warning! If you are uncomfortable with reading about Honda trying to 'get it on' with Ryou (he doesn't get very far and it's not graphic, though), please skip to the next bolded line.)

September 8th, 2012:

Ryou decided that it was really nice being kissed. Honda ran his hands up and down Ryou's sides. Really nice... Granted, he hadn't exactly been kissed by anyone besides Honda before. But Yugi did say something about Yami being a good kisser. Does that mean there are bad kissers?

'I suppose one could be good or bad at just about anything.' And as far as Ryou was knew, Honda was a good kisser. The kisses were a bit wetter then desired but still good.

Blushing, his breathe quickened as the simple kisses became a heated make out session. They had only made out a couple of times during their relationship, and Ryou was still a bit nervous.

"Are your... parents going to be... home anytime soon...?" Honda asked between kisses. Ryou shook his head. Grinning, Honda pushed Ryou back onto his bed. The younger gasped at the sudden move and again when Honda slid his hands under his shirt.

Moving his lips from Ryou's mouth to his neck, Honda let his hands roam around a bit. He moaned. Ryou's skin was so soft. The longer he touched it, the more he wanted. He grasped his boyfriend's shirt now, trying to pull it over his head. Ryou stopped him.

(You can safely read on now. Please enjoy Ryou chewing him out. :) I apologize for that horrid display.)

"What are you doing?" Ryou held Honda's hands well away from his shirt.

"Trying to take off your shirt?" Honda laughed and tried again, but Ryou held him still. Honda stopped laughing. "What...?" No response. "We've been dating for quite a number of months now! Isn't it about time I got to see what's under your shirt?" Honda tried again but Ryou still held him.

Ryou was panicking on the inside. What should he do? He'd never thought about doing anything but kissing Honda. Now his boyfriend was trying to go further. Ryou wasn't prepared for this at all. What should he do?

"Look, we don't have to go all the way but-" Ryou panicked.

"No! No, not all the way, no!" He flung himself off the bed and towards the opposite wall. He could tell that Honda was saying something, probably trying to calm him down, but Ryou couldn't hear it. What should he do? Ryou decided he couldn't think. And he wouldn't be able to try if Honda was still here. "Go..." Ryou whispered. Honda paused.

"... What...?" Ryou made a hand motion towards the door.

"Please... just... just go..." Honda made a sound of protest but was cut off. "Please... I'll see you at school..." He didn't move for a moment, contemplating what to do, but decided it was probably best if he didn't push it.

What could he do?

~ . ~

September 14th, 2012:

Honda and Ryou hadn't spoken for almost an entire week. Honda would try, but Ryou would just blush and walk in the opposite direction. He knew Ryou was pretty shaken, but come on! He only tried to take Ryou's shirt off! How long can it take to get over that? Honda made his way over to Ryou's locker. They shared a locker this year since Ryou's locker was in a much more convenient place than his own.

But Honda didn't know something.

Honda didn't know someone other than Ryou had been there earlier.

Honda didn't know something had been slipped in.

And Honda didn't know, that someone had seen this mysterious person place that something in there.

So, when Honda opened up the locker, he was shocked to see a note card flutter down. He was confused at first, but then got excited. Maybe it was a note from Ryou! He grabbed it quickly. There was a purple heart at the top.

They say purple can represent

Gloom. In that case,

I feel purple. I don't

See you as often.

But at least you're

Happy.

It took Honda a few moments to realize what this was.

"On Valentine's Day, I received a letter... Poem with a heart at the top."

Honda gripped the paper, wanting so badly to rip it in half. Looks like the idiot was still at it. And that's when Honda remembered what else Ryou had said.

"The sender gave up."

He saw red.

~ . ~

Ryou fidgeted outside the gates to the school. Ryou, after a lot of thought, figured it wasn't going to be able to avoid the subject forever. So now Ryou was waiting for Honda to come out. He needed to apologize and try to patch things up. He just hoped his boyfriend wasn't too mad...

"There you are." Ryou jumped as Honda appeared next to him. Ryou lit up as he turned to face him.

"Hon..." The smile faded as Ryou took in Honda's furious glare. "Honda... What...?"

"You think this is funny?" Ryou searched Honda's face for any hint as to what he might be talking about, but all he saw was cold anger. "Do you?!"

"I-I... I don't... know..." Honda held up the note card, watching as his boyfriend's eyes widened in realization. He smirked grimly.

"So you do know what this is." The smirk fell. "Well, isn't that just fan-fucking-tastic?" He paused for a moment. Ryou didn't know what to say or do. "So... How long exactly have you been cheating on me." He gasped.

"What?!"

"Don't even try to play dumb! Just, what, two or three months ago you were telling me this was no big deal? That these stupid things had stopped coming? That your stupid fucking admirer had given up? And what do I find? More letters!" Honda leaned in until he was only a couple of inches away from Ryou, leaning over him. "How many more do you have? 5? 10? Hell, you could probably have 20 and I wouldn't know. But I bet you told your stupid little friends all about them! Your probably laughed at me and how stupid I was too!"

Ryou wanted to tell Honda, to set things straight, to tell him the truth. But he couldn't find the words. They stuck in his throat, almost choking him. Honda plowed forward.

"You probably found out who he was and spent all summer with him when you weren't with Bakura." He spat the name out as if it had left a bitter taste in his mouth. "You fucking whore." He grasped the note at the top with both hands before ripping it in half and tossing it on the ground. He met Ryou's eyes. "Have fun."

Honda took exactly three steps before Ryou found his voice.

"Honda! Honda, please wait! You don't understand!" Ryou reached out and grabbed Honda's arm. Honda jerked his arm away before bringing his hand down.

Ryou felt the sharp sting of the slap well after he had heard it.

"Don't touch me. Don't you fucking touch me! And don't you ever speak to me again. I don't have the breathe to waste on lying whores." Honda walked away.

Ryou sank down onto his knees, trying to figure out what had just happened.

~ . ~

HOLY DEAR GOD.

My computer has a virus... DAMNIT! I STILL NEED YOU FOR ONE MORE YEAR! DON'T BREAK ON ME NOW! D:

Anyway... that's why this chapter is super-dee-fucking late... I'm sorry... But! I have already started the next chapter so HOPEFULLY, it shall be up on time.

Hope you enjoyed it! :D

:)Puppy-Chan(: