Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Drunk ❯ Drunk ( Chapter 1 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

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Ryou sat on his bed, giggling cheerfully as his yami was overcome with the urge to pat him on the head. “Tell me another story, `Kura!” Bakura's eye twitched. It was his Yadonushi's sixteenth birthday, and the sake (courtesy of one Malik Ishtar) was making him act…. funny.

“Yadonushi…” He hissed, though careful of his tone, “What the hell are you doing?” Ryou pouted. “How come you can say bad words `Kura? Mommy `n Daddy `n Amane say I can't! So how come you can?”

Bakura's eye twitched. And Ryou found this extremely funny. “Hey, didya know your eye's spasming? It was all twitchy like!” He burst into another fit of giggles as Bakura patted his soft hair. Bakura pushed back onto his pillow, his light's silvery hair spreading out on the pillow around him.

Ryou blinked owlishly before rubbing his eyes much like a child would. “'Kura? Are you gonna leave me someday? `Cuz I never want you to leave `Kura…why am I so sleepy? I'ma trying ta say someting ampertunt. (Translation: Bakura? Are you going to leave me someday? Because I never want you to leave Bakura…why am I so sleepy? I'm trying to say something important. (Remember, Ryou is drunk.))

He crawled up from his soft mattress and deposited himself onto Bakura's lap, sighing in contentment as he fell asleep. Bakura raised an eyebrow at the scene, seeing as he hadn't killed his yadonushi yet. He smiled- no, not smirked- at the scene and decided to put him to bed.

AS he tried to leave, Bakura found a problem…Ryou was clamped onto his hair. He tugged it free, slowly, and went to bed. His Yadonushi was going to have a hell of a hangover the next day.