Cooking Class 101

0_0 wow… *takes out a quill and starts taking down the orders*, so lets see, that’s banana bread, a side order of muffins with cherries, and a Soufflé to go? Please wait here and Bakura will cook it up for you, your tab comes to review, please pay at the counter we’ll call you when your order is ready^^

Anon your orders ready!.

Deb: Ryou’s just headed toward stormy waters^^
kuramaandhiei4ever: I’m so, so, so, sorry *bows* please forgive me, I didn’t mean to forget you. It’s my entire fault, I should have looked more carefully, please forgive me. Your distracting muffins are coming up in the next chappy, I wanted them to have there own chappy, you wouldn’t mind if they were cherry muffins would you?
Eres: thank you so much^^
KoFI_JunKEE: this is the fic for the food fetish person^^
sweetmisery: woohoo!^^
madness: sure, banana bread in the 9 chapter, how does that sound? I want it to get its own chappy^^
AngeLStarFire_Hikarist spooky funny Bakura powers I guess^^

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(Ryou)

I ran in to my room and slammed the door shut, my chest heaved with each breath as I tried to calm my self. I threw my self on to my bed and started crying. I… I can’t believe I did that…

I touched Bakura, I kissed him. I knew he was removing my pants, slipping them down my hips. I knew what he had in mind, and I wanted it too! That’s the worst part!

I wanted him to take me; I wanted him on me, petting me, loving me… why?!

I cry harder in to the pillow… I don’t… I don’t want to be touched by him. It’s not right... it’s not what men were meant to do. We are only supposed to be with women.

I’m a horrible person, I feel so unclean….

I feel so dirty… I wanted him to slip those pants off of me, I wanted him to runs his hands over the curves of my back side. His fingers to trail down my legs, touching me.

I wanted to grind against his hips and I wanted to taste his lips. I wanted all of that…. I can’t believe I wanted… wanted him too…

What did I expect to happen…? Did I even stop to consider where he was going to be putting his thing?!

I pulled my knees up to my chest as I lay there crying and shaking. My head hurts worse, the bump I had gotten from when Bakura’s friends slammed me in to the bulletin board was adding to the pain of my head ache. My arm hurt from pounding it in to the door as I yelled for help, and my eye was sore form the punch that had landed there.

My body hurt all over as crystal tears slid from my eyes. Worst of all my cock hurt, it wanted that attention and now it had none. I tried to get rid of it by thinking it away… that didn’t work.

I shakily slipped my hand down my pants, stroking my self. I felt my lonely climax come, before it had the chance to create a mess in my clean room, I grabbed a few tissues from the bunny decorated tissue box to cover it with.

I felt so filthy as the tears continued to slide down my cheek. What was wrong with me? Why did I let him hug me so often? Why did I watch him ‘relive’ him self on the couch? Why did I like it when he touched me? Why did I like him?

I won’t go to that stupid party… I don’t want to see what Bakura would be up to with his co-workers. I want to stay home and be a good boy.

I want to be a good boy…

I want to be a good boy...

(Bakura)

I feel really bad now; I don’t know what possessed me to do it. When I was slipping his pants down I knew it was wrong, I knew I shouldn’t have been.

But… but I thought it would work out… I thought he would want it, and want to try it with me.

I guess I was wrong, and now… and now I might have just ruined our friendship forever. Ryou will never want to speak to me again; he’ll never want to be alone in the same room with me…

I got up and left the house, there was no point in trying to get Ryou to come out of his room and any attempt may further the rift that I had createdweenween us.

I hopped in my car and drove to Marik’s house, hopefully he could comfort me. When I got there the house was dark, I knocked once and then turned to leave. I had just opened the door to my car when I heard a voice behind me.

“Hey ‘kura, what’s up buddy? Sorry, I just got home, would you like to come in side?” The voice from behind said.

I turned around to see Malik standing in back of me with a bag of groceries. I nodded and followed him inside to his kitchen w he he started to shelve the food supplies he had bought at the local store.

I sat on the stool near the counter top and rested my head on my folded arms. Malik finished shelving the store bought goods and the sat next to me. “’kura? What’s wrong?”

I turned to him, “I made an apology dinner and dessert for Ryou because my friends beat him up this morning and every thing was going so well….”

“What happened? Don’t tell me you-“

I started to sob, “I didn’t do any thing, oh Malik… I fucked it all up. I licked the icing off his nose and then I started kissing him, but Malik he kissed me back! And then, and then, and then I started to slide his pants off his hips, and he… and he”. I started to sob harder.

“He what?” Malik asked as he stroked my back.

“He ran out of the room! He looked so terrified! Like, like a deer caught in the head lights… or… or the kids in class, when Mr. Pupenhigner walks in the room and writes ‘pop quiz’ on the board. He looked so fragile and shaken, what should I do?” I asked as I tried to choke back the tears.

“Really? Was it really as bad as a pop quiz in Mr. Pupenhigners class?” he asked sorrowfully.

I just cried harder nodding my head. Malik chewed his lip, “well did you talk to him about it yet? Did you explain your actions and apologies?”

I shook my head and he sighed, “Well that’s what you need to do. I’m not saying it’s going to be easy or simple. Gods know if some thing like that happened between me and Marik, I’d be nervous out of my mind. But just remember the best things in life aren’t always the easiest to achieve. You have to be delicate with him, and don’t rush things he might not be ready for. Believe me when I say, that when the times right, he’ll come to you willingly if he truly loves you”

I fell in to Malik’s arms whimpering, using all my will to suppress the tears. There was a loud bang and Marik walked in to the room.

Marik came in holding a case of cold beer, when he saw me in Malik's arms a smirk passed over his face. Marik always had such a dirty mind.

“I go out to buy boose and when I return you have Bakura in your arms! How can I trust you Malik? How can I trust a naughty boy like your self? You know I’m going to have to spank that bad boy bottom of yours” Marik said teasingly.

“Shut up Marik, Bakura had a rough time today, there’s nothing naughty about this, your just going to have to spank your self” Malik snapped.

Marik walked over grinning, “That’s not a bad idea… you wanna watch?”

Malik rolled his eyes, “You are so immature, you horn dog. Get serious, Bakura needs our support”

Marik sighed, “So what’s wrong Bakura? You know your welcome to stay the night, I don’t think Malik will mind much”

I poured out my story to Marik as he grabbed him self a soda from the fridge. Marik seemed to think on what I said, “Well, I’d say you should ignore him. If he wants to freak out and run away when things are getting hot, then he probably doesn’t feel the same way about you. Just move on with your life, if you still have an itch you need scratched, I’ll be happy to help you”

Marik walked over to me pulling me out of Malik’s grasp and into his own, “you know I’m here for you bud, here, you can sleep with me tonight”

Malik stared disapprovingly at Marik, Marik just stared back, “I’m not going to do any thing, I’m not that much of an ass hole to take advantage of a guy when he just got his heart broke, have a little more rust will you?”

Marik led me up stairs to his bed room and helped me into his bed after I took a shower, brushed my teeth and got in to a clean pair of Marik’s boxers. I crawled under the soft quilt covers of his cherry wood bed. He snuggled next to me wrapping his arm around my waist and whispering that every thing was going to be all right.

I let him hold me, it felt good. It felt good to have some one care about you and hold you close.

The next morning I woke up and thanked Marik and Malik for letting me stay over. They both wished me the best of luck with my situation.

I drove back home and found that Ryou had left for school already; I decided to skip school today. It was better to stay home and sort my life out, then to go to school and be reminded of all my other problems

I sat around the house trying to collect my self. If only there was some thing I could do to make all of this better. I got up and moved to the kitchen, well, there was always cooking him some thing.

I have only had a few lessons and I think I’m getting better, I’ve stopped hurting people with my cooking, that’s something I’m proud of. I used to cripple, maim, and kill people with my food preparation, now I can put together a cake and only end up with a mess.

I have Ryou to thank for that, but now… now I don’t have Ryou any more… if I tried cooking, who knows what the consciences could be…

No… I have to try! I’m not scared! I’ll make some thing so wonderful Ryou will be over pleased, he’ll forget all about the incident and we’ll go back to the way things were!

I hop on my computer and look up some hard cooking recipes. My attention finally coming upon a soufflé recipe. This is perfect! I can do this!

I set right to work on the soufflé adding all the necessary ingredients… when it was done I took it out of the oven, there was never a moment in my life I was more proud of any thing I did.

I heard the door open in the living room, good, Ryou’s home. The door slammed ...... the Soufflé fell in… the explosion shook the house.

When I awoke I found my self on the couch Ryou was crying and mumbling some thing I couldn’t understand. I didn’t open my eyes, I just lay there trying to collect my self as Ryou cried on my chest.

After a while of recollectinat hat had happened I peeked my eyes open a little. Ryou had his arms folded on my chest, his head rested on those soft arms. His body was wracked with tears.

“R…Ryou?” I said softly, my body hurt and I was still a little disoriented.

“Bakura! Bakura stay with me! Are you ok?! I came home and the kitchen exploded! I found you on the floor, I was so scared! Why did you try cooking with out my supervision? You could have killed your self!” he scolded me.

“n-not so loud please” I whimpered.


“Oh… sorry. But… what were you doing?” he asked in a quieter tone.

“I as baking some thing for you… I wanted to say sorry” I tried to sit up and fell done with a scream. It hurt so much to try to get up.

“Bakura! Don’t move! You know you didn’t have to go baking me some thing to apologies” he said looking down. He got up and walked to the bathroom mumbling some thing about medicine.

I slowly tried to sit up again, this time with a little more caution. After that was accomplished with a little pain I tried to stand. Very slowly I eased my self off the couch and to the wall leaning heavily on any thing I could get my hands on. The phone started to ring.

I slowly made my way over to the telephone and picked it up, “Hello? Bakura here, what do you want?”

The person on the other line made a rude noise, “wow, yours so polite on the phone. We were just calling to make sure you’re ok. Chad said he saw your house shake, and he said he heard a low rumble like an explosion. I’ll come over right away. Unfortunately the rest of the gang’s got detention and Chad to gto go do community service. I’ll be right over”

The phone hung up. Sheesh, the guy doesn’t even bother to say good bye. I knew it was Scott by the sound of his voice, but he could at least introduce him self. Ryou came back in to the room with some pills he said would help the pain. I thanked him and he nodded.

“Bakura? I want to go to the store and buy sohinghings to replace the ones that were blown away. Maybe some cherries and muffin mix so we can try cooking together. If that’s ok with you… you need practice” Ryou said timidly.

I nodded and he left the house.

(Ryou)

I walked out of the house. I really didn’t want to be alone with an awake Bakura, even if he was still injured. Going to the store was the perfect excuse and it would accomplish some thing that needed to be done.

I slowly strolled down the side walk; I need the fresh air to clear my mind.

“Look who it is? Hey Ryou, you got our money?” came a voice from the other side of the street. I saw Franks gang come over, I was paying him to protect me from Bakura. Right now there was only Frank and two other guys.

“F-frank… I paid you today already” I said as I felt fear creep up my spine.

“yeah well we don’t remember, so your going to have to pay us now. We want $40” he said with a laugh.

I looked to see if thouse two guys were Tristan or Jou, they would deter this idiot, or at least keep me from getting my ass beaten. Nope… they were missing, probably at Yugi’s.

I backed up into a tree, “I’m sorry but I don’t have that kind of money with me right now”

Frank smirked, “then we’ll have to beat it out of you, Ryou”.

I started trembling and whimpering as his hand fell on my shoulder… please… please some body save me….

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What do you think.. who will save Ryou now that poor Bakura blew him self in to a world of pain? Why does Ryou have the misfortune of coming across franks gang when Jou and Tristen aren’t there? Why am I asking you this?.... any way, please review, srry this chappy was a bit late…