This Is My Story

Chapter Three: And So The Story Goes...

Well, apparently Bakura didn’t feel the need to talk to me anymore to ‘figure me out.’

Not a single word more was said to me after the incident in the bathroom and I had begun to think it was a fluke, perhaps a day when he was bored, drunk, horny or all of the above.

Yes, I can admit that the first couple weeks I puzzled over his words. Okay, I did more than puzzle, I was obsessed. And each day I expected something to be said to me—giving him an extra cheery smile or wearing an outfit I looked extra good in. But no…I was back to my non-existent status.

And so Christmas was just around the corner. The last time I had spoken to Bakura had been after Halloween and I was beginning to give up on my fantasy of Bakura waltzing into the room, sweeping me off my feet and whisking me away to have hot, passionate sex all night.

*sigh*

You win some, you lose some.

And I tended to lose.

It was the last week before Christmas break and I was talking to Malik at my locker. We were a tangle of limbs as we took turns hugging each other as tight as we could. We tended to do silly girly things like that.

“I think we-Uh!” I groaned as Malik lifted me from the floor with a big hug. We laughed some more, helping each other bundle up for the cold.

Malik placed my pale blue hat on my head, pushing it down until it covered my eyes.

“Malik!” I whined, pushing the hat up to where it was supposed to be. Malik grabbed my cheeks, rubbing his nose against mine.

“You are just so cute, Ryou!” he giggled, giving me cute little kisses all over my face.

“Stoooop.” I whined and giggled, tickling his sides. He was very ticklish on his sides, writhing under my nimble fingers as I relentlessly tickled him.

“Okay okay!” he gasped between bursts of laughter. I smirked, letting go and grabbing my book bag. I swung it over my shoulder, pushing it up over my big, fluffy coat. We were just about to leave when I heard a voice from behind me.

“Hey Ryou!” Dartz ran down the hall to meet me. “Malik.” He nodded with a smile when he reached us.

“Hi Dartz!” Malik chirpily replied.

“Um, Ryou, can I talk to you a moment…err alone?”

“Sure! Um, I’ll meet you outside?” I asked Malik who gave a nod, skipping to the door. He was such a loon.

I looked back to Dartz figuring he wanted to ask me something about class.

“Um…I was wondering if maybe…you would want to get together sometime over break.” A slight blush crept to Dartz’s face.

“You mean…like a date?”

“Uh, yeah.”

“Sure!” I gave him a huge grin. Woo! A date!

“Really? Great! Um…okay, well I’ll call you?” I nodded with a big goofy grin, waving goodbye before I could say something stupid to ruin this.

I walked with a bounce in my step out the school doors. Ahh…the day was mine, I thought as I swung the doors open dramatically. I can’t believe Dartz liked me! I had no idea! I mean, I always thought he was cute, but he was older and cool, I figured someone like Seto was more on his level. But hey…fine by me!

“What was that about?” Malik asked from the bench he sat on, swinging his legs happily through the pile of snow that had piled in front of it.

“He asked me on a date!” I squealed.

“Oh my gosh! Really? That’s awesome!” Malik grinned.

Hm…perhaps my luck was beginning to change!

YES!

The next morning at school, I replayed the conversation to Malik and Yugi’s eager ears. Yugi was a little too excited deciding to give me sex advice…very raunchy sex advice that would make even a prostitute blush.

“For the last time Yugi, I am not going to do that! I don’t even own any of…of…those!”

Yugi pouted, crossing his arms. “Well, fine but you are really missing out!” I just shook my head with a sigh.
“I’m going to go to the bathroom, I’ll be right back.”

The minute I walked in the bathroom, I heard the door open again.

“I told you Yugi, I’m not going to smother myself in—oh…hi Bakura.”

I could feel the heat radiating from my face. Bakura just chuckled, leaning casually up against the wall, damn he looked so hot when he did that. Did he have thing for meeting in the bathroom or what?

“Smother yourself in what?” He smirked.

“Oh…um nothing, it’s nothing.” I shook my head, looking to the floor.

“So, what’s this I hear about you and Dartz?”

My heart quickened, how did he know that? Had he been listening?

“Oh, well, we’re…um, just go-going on a date over…over break.” I stuttered.

“Huh. That’s a shame.” He said walking out the door.

AHH! Why did he keep doing that! That comment was even more confusing than the last.

Well, obsession here I come.

And so we move on to the night of my date with Dartz, its 3 days into Christmas break and in case you’re wondering he has once again resumed his role of pretending I do not exist.

I’ve been nervous as hell all day, Dartz said he was going to take me to this new restaurant downtown, something fancy I guess. I’d never eaten downtown and there was a reason—only rich bastards could afford to, not that Dartz was a rich bastard…well, I guess he could be. I’ve been thinking a lot about him the last few days and have come to the conclusion that I don’t really know anything about him!

Which makes me even more nervous. I mean sure we talked at our lockers, but that was always it. Why am I waiting until just now to realize this?

No matter, I’ll find out tonight! And I will not think about Bakura I will not I will not I will not!

Dartz is cute and…and cute…and I’ll think of another adjective after tonight, okay?!

So I get dressed up in my gray slacks and pale yellow dress shirt, yeah…I’m looking fiiiine!

I spray a little cologne here and a little cologne there. And ouch that stings…

The door bell rings, I tense and begin frantically checking myself over one last time, before running to the door.

Dartz gives me a big smile, holding out a bouquet of flowers. Well, that’s nice, I mean, strange cause you know…I’m a man, but it still makes me blush getting something. I thank him and ask him to step inside while I grab my coat, and don’t worry, I’m not wearing my big, fluffy one, I have a dress coat but its covered in dust from never being used.

He’s dressed quite nicely as well, black slacks and pale green dress shirt that makes his eyes shine brilliantly.

“Shall we go then?” He asks, holding out his arm for me to take. I grab hold, feeling a little strange being held like a woman, but he just looks so nice I don’t really care and his cologne…intoxicating!

So, I’ll move on to the part where we get to the restaurant. The drive was pleasant enough, just talking about random things, oh and ps. he told me I looked…beautiful. *grins*

Damn, this restaurant is really nice! I won’t go into boring details about what it looks like, it just looks…fancy you know?

“Ryou, I…I want you to know that I really like you.” Dartz grabbed my hands as we sat at the table, I couldn’t help but blush again.

“Really?”

“Yeah, I’ve always watched you from a distance, but I could never bring myself to, you know, do anything about it. Have you liked me too?”

I was a little taken aback by his question, I mean honestly, no. I’ve never really thought much about it. Sure he was cute, smart and older.

…

Wait a second, why hadn’t I thought of him?

“Um…yeah!” I lied, I couldn’t just say—actually I never even think about you!

It was my first date since Malik and I wasn’t going to ruin it.

He gave me a big smile, squeezing my hands. The waiter came over and asked for our order.

Dartz spoke first, “We’ll both have the Coriander pappardelle for starters and than the Fillet of Royal daurade, and finish with Sablé Breton. Oh and we’ll have the Clos-Vougeot”

Okaaaaay…

“Very good sir.” The waiter said leaving. Dartz looked back at me with a smile, I must have looked as confused as I felt, because he gave me a slight frown.

“Something wrong, Dove?”

“Oh, um…nothing.” I smiled. I guess I didn’t have to order, he probably knew better than I did anyway.

“What was that stuff you ordered?”

“Oh, don’t worry, you’ll like it.”

Um…okaaaay. I guess I don’t have to know what…I’m…eating?

Okay, so blah blah blah, dinner was nice, the food was pretty good, and now let’s move on to more exciting things shall we?

Okay, so Dartz walks me to my door. My heart is beating unbelievably hard, I swear I’m going to have a heart attack if I keep putting myself in these stressful situations.

We’re just standing there. He’s looking down at me with this big smile on his face and I smile back shyly.

“I had a really great time, Ryou.”

“Yeah me too.”

He started leaning it. Oh my god, here it comes! He softly grabbed my chin, pressing his lips to mine. It was chaste at first the way a first date should be. But then he moaned into the kiss, pushing me closer, swiping his tongue against my lips for entrance. I pulled back giving him a smile. He gave a chuckle, pressing my body closer to his, kissing me again deeper. Man, he was adamant!

I just pulled back politely again. “Good night Dartz!”

“Um, yeah…goodnight Ryou.” He smiled, skipping down the stairs. I waited until his car had pulled away. You know, I really don’t feel like going inside, maybe I’ll just take a walk.

I began walking, not really sure where I was going but happy to walk in the light snow. It was nice to just be outside, time to think. Pretty soon, the buildings began to be foreign, I’d never walked this far.

“What are you doing here?”

I spun around to find him sitting on the porch of a small white house, smoking a cigarette. I swear I didn’t know he lived here. Okay, I swear I didn’t remember that he lived here, alright?

“Oh, um just-just walking.”

“What’s with the outfit?” He said putting out his cigarette.

“Oh, Dartz. We had a date.” I shyly told him, trying to sound as cool as I could, but if you really think I managed to pull that off, than you obviously haven’t listened to a word I’ve said.

“How did it go?” He said, walking over to me. My heart started pounding again, it should stop doing that, I feel like I’m in an Edgar Allen Poe story.

“Fine I guess, we,” Bakura took a step closer, “we went to this new,” and then another step, “restaurant called um,” he was standing really really close now.

“Um?”

“What? Oh no, it was called,” have I mentioned how close he was standing? “you know, I don’t really remember the name.”

He gave this smirk and then…he…he…

Kissed me.

He pressed his lips so softly to mine at first, I just melted into his body. My head was spinning, my body growing warm, it felt like my blood was buzzing through my veins. Our kiss grew deeper as I opened my lips, his tongue gently moving against mine. He tasted like smoke and booze, but I liked it, no…I loved it.

It was better than I could ever imagine, he gently holding me as we kissed again and again. The snow lightly falling on the dark street lit only by a dim, flickering street lamp. I couldn’t help my quiet moans as he ran his hands through my hair, our kiss growing more hot and passionate with every moment, both of us, begging for more.

He pulled away, I just stood there grinning sheepishly, my eyes half closed as I tried to keep my balance.

“You should get back, it’s getting late.” He said walking back to his house.
“Wait! That’s—that’s it?” I said in a daze.

“I’m glad you found someone, Ryou.” He smiled, closing the door behind him.

Alright mister, you are not going to be playing that card again! I stomped over to the door, knocking full force. He came to the door, smiling at my pouting face.

“You know it’s not very nice of—“ Yeah…I didn’t get to finish that sentence as he whisked me around and planted another one of those breath-taking kisses on me.

“Goodnight, Ryou.” He smiled.

“Yeah…okay, goodnight.” I stumbled down the steps, walking back to my apartment.

That was…yeah…

And yeah, I know I’m a hypocrite giving Dartz that chaste kiss and giving Bakura that…well, it wasn’t chaste let’s just say.

I walked back into my apartment, about a million thoughts racing through my head. My phone rang, it was Dartz.

“Hello?”

“Miss me yet?” He laughed.

“Oh…heh heh…yeah!”

Yeah…

“I miss you.”

“I uh miss you too!”

“So, my dove, when shall we go out again, tomorrow?”

“Um, yeah…okay.”

“Great, see you then!”

Well…

Yeah…

TBC

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AN: Hooray! I finally got some reviews! Hoooray! I’m so happy to hear that people like it! You should have seen my big goofy grin this morning when I woke up to find 19 new messages from you guys! I looovvveee you and hope you keep it up!

Will Ryou keep dating Dartz? Will Bakura make a move? Will an atomic bomb explode killing everyone in sight? All these questions and more will be answered in the next exciting chapter of…This Is My Story!

PS. I’m about 99% sure this is going to be 8 chapters in total. (Possibly 9)

Review Replies:
Blood_red_eyes: yay! I’m so happy I get your wonderfully inspiring reviews on two stories now! And I’m happy you think it’s cute. Mission accomplished! Xxxooo

Ivory Illusionsx: thank you thank you thank you for your review. It made me laugh and giggle. yeah Bakura is an enigma isn’t he? I mean, come on, how could you turn down Ryou? He’s adorable! But that’s Bakura for you. lol Anyhoo, I’m glad you like the story and sincerely hope to hear more of your thoughts! :D

Cody_thomas: I’m a sucker for Dartz and I just had to add him. : ) He’s just so darn hot. lmao your review made me die laughing about Ryou leaning over the nearest table. Hahaha. That’s something I would definitely like to see! :D thank you for reviewing so much, I just adore them and you! :D

DesertRoseTemari: hee hee, your review made me laugh, yes, it is kind of a pessimistic view of confessing your feelings. Unfortunately for me the idea came from a personal experience. lol But thank you so much for your long review, and don’t worry I never think they ramble—the longer the better! I like to hear what people think. : )

jinferno1377: I’m not used to seeing you on here! lol. Nope, they will be the same, I just post them on both so more people can see it. But thank you for your review and happy to hear you like it!