Cooking Class 101

YAY IM BACK, AND AS A TWIST RYOU’S GOING TO WELL… YOU’RE GOING TO HAVE READ IT ^^

Eres: ehe sorry about that, but.. uh bakura forced me, I swear im not an evil author.. well most of the time *grin*
Deb: Thank you, well of course I think Ryou is the only one in denial…lol… silly Ryou, of course your gay… lol
Sweetmisery: yeahhhhhhhhhh
kuramaandhiei4ever: yeah what a twist and the twist gets bigger… like one big twisty twist thingy….yeah!
happy yaoi lover: Sorry I had to go on a trip, its not my fault *hides behind a rock*
Dreigon: Yes each cooing teacher Ryou comes with its own spatula and batteries, Annoying Bakura sold separately… ^^
Ryou's Teady Bear: hey there Hikari, well you better read this chapter, or I’ll feed you bakuras cooking rar…lol
Hiso-chan: I’m sorry don’t hate me! *hides* I was on a trip, its not my fault… I promises a lemon soon any way you want it ok?
Safire1: happy? Uh well… how about satisfied…um sort of….ehehe *sweat drop*

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(Bakura)

I paced back and forth through the smooth tiled kitchen. The muffins had been dealt with, they’re aroma filled the kitchen. I growled and continued to pace,ouldould still hear Ryou’s sobs out in the living room. Those pitiable little whimpers he let out after two or three sniffles before he broke in to another round of sobs.

It wasn’t like he didn’t have it coming to him; in fact I don’t feel guilty in the least bit. He deserved all he got; I was only telling him the truth.

I peeked my head around cor corner to check on my crying roommate, he was still sobbing out his heart on the couch, curled up in a little ball as the truth of my words burned their way into his mind. I lied, I do feel guilty, but it was all his fault… I’m sure of it… I think.

I gave a frustrated growl and stormed back in to the kitchen grabbing a couple muffins and throwing them on to a plate before bringing them out and setting them on the hard wood table in front of Ryou.

“Look I’m sorry I didn’t mean to put it like that, you just got me angry that’s all” I said as I sat down next to him on the battered old couch, putting my hand on his leg. He quickly pulled his leg away from me, and gave what sounded like the hiss of a wounded animal.

“You bastered! You stay away from me! Don’t touch me!” Ryou screamed at me as he pulled closer into himself. He tried to wipe the tears out of his puffy red eyes; I could tell he had been crying hard.

“I said I’m sorry, what’s your problem?” I asked raising my voice a bit, it was hard to stop my self from smacking the little brat, I usually didn’t take this kind of nonsense from any body, especially after I apologized to them, something I rarely,everever, did.

Ryou stared at me and for once in my life I was afraid, I had never seen a look of pure hatred on any ones face before now. “What’s my problem!?!? YOU DARE ASK ME THAT AFTER WHAT YOU JUST DID, AFTER WHAT YOU JUST SAID! WHATS MY PROBLEM?!” Ryou shouted, I backed up against the cushion as he sat up, pure fury in his eyes.

“HOW DARE YOU HAVE THE BALLS TO WALK IN HERE AND PRETEND YOUR PATHETIC LITTLE SORRY WILL MAKE EVERY THING BETTER YOU PEABRAIND INSEGNIFICANT WORM! YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING SLACKER! YOU THINK BECAUSE YOU’RE TOUGH ENOUGH, THAT YOU CAN GET AWAY WITH EVERY THING YOU PLEASE! YOU HAVE NO DAMN IDEA, NOT THE DAMN SLIGHTEST, OF WHAT IT MEANS TO LIVE IN THE REAL WORLD YOU STUPID FUCK UP! I’M TIRED OF ALL YOUR BULL SHIT!” Ryou screamed out and I just sat there… nothing like this had ever come out of my little Ryou’s mouth before.

“Look I-“ I started but he cut me off.

“WHAT?! YOUR SORRY, IS THAT IT? YOU WANT TO TELL ME YOU’RE SORRY? GODS THAT’S LAUGHABLE, HA HA HA! LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE AND IF YOU EVER COME NEAR ME AGAIN I’LL MAKE SURE NO ONE EVER SEES YOU AGAIN! AND IF YOU TELL ANY ONE I’M GAY I SWEAR, HELL WILL SEEM LIKE HEAVEN BEFORE I SEND YOU THERE YOU PEON!” with that Ryou turned to leave, I reached out to grab his hand to tell him how I really feel, or maybe to tell him I was sorry. Either it dit didn’t work out as he grabbed my hand and flipped me, sending me flying into the door. I hit the door with a loud thud and slid down. Where the hell had he learned that move?

I felt every thing dimming around me, Ryou just left, the room was starting to spin and he just left, my limbs felt so heavy, and he…

I blacked out and when I woke up the house was quite, I tried to get up and was hit with one hell of a headache. I reached my left hand around and touched the back of my head, not good…I saw dried blood on my fingers as I held my hand close to my face. I stood up and reached for the door.

“Ryou!? Ryou I’m sorry! Hello?” I called out to the empty house. I walked over to Ryou’s room, all his stuff, every thing, it was all gone. I walked around the house... maybe it was all a dream, Ryou would never leave… then again… he would never throw me against the door with enough force to knock me out, but look what happened.

I walked into the kitchen and found a note scribbled hastily on the counter.

Dear Jack Ass,

I’m gone; it’s probably taken you atst tst ten minuets to walk around the house stupidly trying to figure out if I was really gone or if it was just one big dream. Well wake up dumb ass, I’m really gone. Don’t you dare come looking for me, I have friends in high places, I can have your life ruined if I want, so you better take heed to this warning.

I don’t plan on coming back so get used to it, you can go call your boyfriend Scott, I’m pretty sure he wont mind living in my room. I really hate you, I don’t think I’ve ever hated any one this much before, feels strange, but don’t worry the feelings here to stay. Don’t bother looking for me in school, by the time you read this, I would have already finished filling out the forms for a transfer some where far away. You’ll like that right? That way you won’t have to be around a nerd like me. You were always telling me to get lost; I’ve decided to take your advice.

I can’t say it’s been fun living with you, I don’t know how any one could have endured the suffering I went through. Well I hope you enjoy your new found solitude.

Wishing you were dead,
Ryou Ai

P.S. Don’t worry, I’ve canceled all association with you, the principal will tell you tomorrow that he’s assigned you a new help buddy for your cooking lessons. Good luck, I hope you set your self on fire and die in your own misery. I also pray for the poor soul that has to be with you.

I read the note several time over… how… how can this be… he’s really gone…

I took the note and stuck it in my pocket; the muffins I had set out were already cold. I checked our digiclocclock, the small one I had put up on top of the T.V. so that Ryou could know what time it was so he could catch his favorite show.

6:08 AM

It had been around nine last night when I got in to the fight with Ryou… that awful fight. Its all my fault if only I had kept my hands to my self, or been a little less hot headed.

I felt some thing wet hit my hand… was I… was I crying?

I wiped the tears that started flooding down my cheeks, my head was starting to hurt again, I probably better bandage the wound but… I can’t stop crying.

I lost Ryou, I lost the only person I have ever truly loved, and all I’m left with now is an empty house, and an empty heart full of love for what I just lost. I picked up the phone and called Marik over; he said he would come over riawayaway. I sat there on the couch just rocking my self back and forth thinking about Ryou.

Marik arrived opening the unlocked door. He rushed into the house and found me curled up looking exactly like Ryou did when I told him he was no better then I was. Even if the truth is… he was.

Marik tried to comfort me and I didn’t listen, he just watched me sadly as I started bakeing some banana bread… maybe, maybe if I baked Ryou some thing, maybe he’ll come back to me… yeah…. yeah…

I start laughing hysterically, he’ll come back to me and we’ll all be happy!

I start gathering up all the ingredients I need, finding the perfect recipe on the internet, “Hey Marik help me with these banana’s, if I bake it he will come” I say with a smile on my face.

Marik tries to pull me away from the ingredients and the pan, “Um, Bakura buddy, I don’t know how to tell you this but I don’t think he’s coming back, if what happened actually did happen like you said it did, he’s probably long gone, the banana bread won’t-“

I cut him off, “Your wrong he will come back, it always worked before, he’ll come back and say ‘wow Bakura is this for me’ then I’ll say ‘yes its all your’ and he’ll say ‘I love you Bakura, we’ve both been silly, can I still live with you?’ and I’ll say ‘sure Ryou….any...any” I started crying.

I collapsed on Marik sobbing as my kneese wae way, “oh gods, he’s not coming back… he’s not… *sob* I miss him already… he’s gone.. and… and it’s all my fault”

(Ryou)

I drove along the dark streets slowly, I was so frustrated with Bakura, how dare he make those assumption, how dare he pin me to a couch and kiss me with out my permission. I hope he rots.

It was raining heavily out side, I could barely make out what was in front of the car, all I needed now was to run over somebody by accident, and with my luck, I just might.

I parked my car out side Yugi’s came shop, opening the door slowly I climbed out and knocked on the door, the lights were off inside the house so I just stood on the street corner as the rain came down on me. Thunder sounded some where up in the sky as I waited out on the corner.

Yugi sleepily opened the door and gasped, “Ryou, oh my goodness are you all right? What happened, come in please”.

I walked into the house soaking wet and saw Yami come down the stairs, “What is it aibou?”

“Its Ryou, he was out side in the rain, go get him a towel Yami, hurry before he catches a cold” Yugi said as he brought me in to the kitchen.

“Thanks Yugi I owe you, you wouldn’t mind if I stayed here would you, I know were not the best of friends like you are with Joey or Yami, but… well…” I stuttered, I wasn’t sure how to ask.

Yugi seemed to understand what I was getting at and nodded with a smile. Yugi and I had known each other for a while. My dad had known his grandfathers friend, but we rarely hung out.

Yami brought me a towel and I wrapped it around my self, “Thanks” I whispered as I sat down on one of the chairs in his dining room. Yugi started to heat up some soup… it was all almost enough to forget about Bakura… almost….

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Yay I’m back andisseissed you all and I wrote this as soon as I could, and I understand if your upset that it took a while, I’ve been every where trying to do every thing for every one since I got back from my trip, gomen-nasi. I hope you enjoyed the chappy, pls review…please…