Duel 002: Peaceful Days! The Fluffiest Training Montage Commences

[fluffydeathdealer]

[It's a bit of a pain, being in a school with no teachers.

Ryou Bakura isn't the type of kid who really likes being too active; he's about on the level of most ordinary teenagers. But after being laid up for so long with the burns to his arms and leg, not only is he extremely restless, but he's sure even his metabolism won't hold up much longer, with the amount he eats. That's why, after checking to see that Henry isn't home to take him up on that training offer, he's decided to try treating this like school and taking an hour or so to do his very own gym class, all by himself. It'd be easier with teachers, but... he doesn't have a choice right now.

Most kids probably would just take the break and be lazy, but right now, Ryou's working hard. Apart from the occasional break, he can be found pretty easily in the east wing, dressed in gym clothes and doing everything from running laps on the track field to climbing ropes.

...though that last one is more like 'falling off ropes'. Stupid mats... they don't cushion that fall at all. Hopefully nobody's dumb enough to stand below him.]

Ow...

[Time for a banana and some water, he thinks.]

Ah, I'm so tired...

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[obeytherod]

I don't know. I never saw Ra summoned myself, remember? I only know what you told me.

[Malik plucks three low level monsters out from his deck and sets them down in front of him.]

There's really only one way to find out. [Breathing in a calming breath, Malik takes his time to summon the monsters one at a time. He's definitely improved since the last time he used his powers in front of Bakura, Ring or no Ring.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

I remember...

Gold. Fire. A fearsome beast as large as one can get. If you manage it this time, I'll be able to tell you... but I'm sure you'll know.

[He really has improved... how much has Malik been practicing? Well, he won't bolster his ego unless Malik brings it up.]

[obeytherod]

All I managed was to get a portal open, and the sacrifices were rent in thin air.

[He pauses a moment before hesitantly admitting.] I'm not really sure if that's how it's supposed to happen. You tell me.

[fluffydeathdealer]

That time... yes, they were consumed. Most likely, you were right on the verge of summoning him.

I'm impressed.

[He sounds serious, not quite his usual joke-y self. Malik might be able to really do this...]

[obeytherod]

...Then with the Ring's help, I should have no problem.

[Confident further bolstered now, Malik sets Ra down and closes his eyes. He folds his arms over his chest, concentrating...

He begins that same eerie chant, although it's not quite as frightening coming from his vocals as his other half's.

Soon enough, the monsters begin to tremble, a dark portal opening up from the ground just below the God Card.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[A less eerie voice it may be, but it's no less intimidating seeing this. Whatever Malik may think, he remembers the last time with something akin to true fear, and he hates the thought of having to rely on it. Even if it weren't a God, it was still something he'd been frightened by.

He keeps an eye on Malik, searching for any signs of the darkness within him encroaching too far.]

[obeytherod]

[Unlike this time...Malik's motivations were far less malevolent. The darkness within him stayed relatively calm as he strained his body with the summoning of God.

He was getting further than last time...the monsters in front of him being torn apart. The sky grew gray as something growled at the darkness spreading like a virus below his feet. From the portal burst out a golden wing, and with it a strong gust of air that turned into a violent, storm-like wind.

Malik's words were starting to grow laboured, pausing in between each few and then every one. His body was trembling as he dared to open an eye and see his progress.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

It's him... You're really summoning him.

[Bakura's voice is amazed as he stares up at the creature's wing. This powerful and deadly beast... It's coming. How could Malik, of all people, had the power for this even with the Ring? He drew the darkness of the Ring around him like a blanket, watching.]

[obeytherod]

[Maybe it was the shock of his own progress, the terrifying sight of the of the wing of God, or just the strain from the summoning in general, but...

Malik suddenly collapses forward onto the roof's concrete floor, his soul receding back into the Rod as he loses consciousness. All the work he'd done vanishes in an instant, the sky and weather returning to normalcy.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[The summoning halts, disperses almost before he realizes and he seizes control quickly enough to stop Malik hitting his head. He almost wants to laugh.

That weakling... He's almost relieved that he failed.]

Well, then... looks like I have a body to play with after all... heh heh heh...

[obeytherod]

[Some time later--and it's hard to really tell how much time has passed since he ended up sleeping in the Rod, unaware that Bakura was in control--Malik regains consciousness.

...Only to find himself sitting on top of Ryou's waist, his hand up that stripped shirt and his lips pressed firmly to the other boy's.

Or at least they were, because Malik suddenly jumps back, almost launching himself off the couch in the process. He just barely manages to catch himself on the adjacent armrest.]

What the--?!

[fluffydeathdealer]

[There seems to be mocking laughter in the back of Malik's mind...

Ryou, meanwhile, just stares up at him wide-eyed, taking the opportunity to get off the couch right the fuck now.]

U...uhm. Malik-kun, are you feeling alright?

[obeytherod]

What the hell do you think you're doing?!

[Because this was obviously Ryou's fault! And if anything, Malik's looking even more flustered than the boy in front of him.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

I-I didn't do anything! I just came in and you were here, and you said you wanted me to see something, so you told me to sit on the couch with you and then you just kind of pounced on me and started feeling me up! You kept laughing a little and acting really weird.

[obeytherod]

... [Malik's silent as he processes this. Last he remembered he was on the roof, summoning Ra...]

BAKURA! That bastard! [He looks down at himself, eyes practically ablaze as he rips the Ring out from under his shirt where Bakura had hidden it.

I gave you permission to force control if I was in danger, not to fool around with your host!]

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[fluffydeathdealer]

[Heh heh...

I didn't need your permission to fuck with your head. Besides, you were fond of him, right? I seem to remember you making a joke a while ago about wanting to do something like this...]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...

Why would the other me...?

[GAH HE NEEDS TO WASH HIS MOUTH RIGHT NOW BRB]

[obeytherod]

[I never said anything like that!

Well, maybe he did. Malik didn't remember, and he was too annoyed at Bakura right now to bother asking. He pulls the Ring over his neck and, taking a tip from Ryou's book, stomps over to the fridge. Thrusting the Ring inside, he slams the door shut.

With that dealt with, he turns his sights towards the bathroom.]

That's right, Ryou! It was the other you, so don't go thinking any of that was me!

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[fluffydeathdealer]

[Sure you did. Heh heh... so I need to remind you- HEY DON'T YOU DARE-

...

Fuck.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Aha... hah... Are you sure you're not just covering up your regrets?

[Ryou jokes nervously from the bathroom, spending an irrationally long time cleaning out his mouth. No traces of Malik here now, no sir...]

[obeytherod]

Yes I'm sure! [He flusters, stepping out into the small hallway that lead to the bathroom.] Why would you even say that?! You saw the Ring, didn't you?

[His voice calms a bit, sounding almost pleased with himself.] Kehkeh...I just put him in the fridge, by the way.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Oh good! That should cool him off.

[Sounding a little malevolent, he finally finishes washing his mouth out and comes out of the bathroom.]

I saw it. And the way your hair spiked was kind of suspicious too. But I don't know.

Does it matter? It was still your body.

[obeytherod]

[Keh keh keh... Malik will just silently enjoy that pun.

Too bad Ryou has to sour his mood again with that.]

What do you mean? Of course it matters. I didn't do it, even it it was my body!

[It's not as if it was the other him either.] Bakura kisses nothing like me.

[fluffydeathdealer]

I don't know what either of you kiss like. But it was still your body.

[NOW YOU KNOW HOW IT FEELS, MALIK.]

...

I don't know what anyone kisses like, except apparently him now.

[BRB RETREATING INTO BATHROOM OUT OF EMBARASSMENT.]

[obeytherod]

So?! It was my body, but it still wasn't me!

[Hey wait, get back here--!

Malik's just going to stand right outside the door now, hands on his hips as he tries to bore a hole through the wood with his eyes.]

Keh keh, but that must be weird for you...kissing the Spirit of the Ring that normally inhabits your body.

...Ugh. [He expression sours suddenly as he realizes something.] Don't tell me that was your first kiss.