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I'm waaaay too lazy...

WHO: Kiryu (

shiromadoshi )
WHERE: Bakura's place
WHEN: September 3rd, afternoonish
WARNINGS: blood. but not for long
SUMMARY: Kiryu got his butt kicked by Hichigo. But hey, he knows a healer. One who was nice enough to agree to help him.
FORMAT: para probably

Kiryu checked the address again to make sure he was at the right place before pressing the doorbell. He had to admit, he was grateful Bakura had agreed to heal him, even though Bakura did way too much already.

A small part of him was amused that he didn't question asking for help for Shockwave and did for himself. That part of him sounded like Jack. He squashed it.

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"Aah! Just a moment!" Bakura's voice called from inside. There was a moment's pause before the door opened. "Kiryuu-kun!" he exclaimed, eyes going wide. "Aaah, you weren't exaggerating at all!" he fretted, moving a side to let his friend in. "If I would have known, I would have gone too your place!"

Kiryu shrugged, although not much, because now that a few of his injuries had scabbed over, that was uncomfortable. He'd washed most of the blood off before coming at least.

"It's fine; I've got a bike for a reason," he said, walking in. "Besides, I wanted to see where you live anyway~"

"Aah, you could have done that when you weren't hurt!" Bakura said with a small laugh, pulling his dice from his pockets. He had some mild apprehension, as he hadn't done anything with his healing since...

He took a deep breath. It wasn't going to have gone away just because he hadn't used it a few days, that was silly. Just be calm, focus. He could do this.

"Aah-- did you want to sit first or...?"

"I guess." Kiryu wasn't about to admit that he still wasn't quite used to being friendly like this with his favorite Battle City duelist. That wasn't even anything he liked admitting to himself.

He didn't like admitting to himself that he was a little light-headed either, but as soon as Bakura asked, he got a little dizzy. He couldn't help a small scowl.

"I think I need to sit down."

"Here," Bakura nodded, pulling out a chair for his friend, giving a very small smile at the scowl. It was like how Jounouchi looked whenever Anzu made any sort of fuss after he had gotten into a fight.

"Is it just external? Nothing broken or anything like that?" he asked, rolling his dice in his palm as if they were tiny hand-relaxation balls.

Kiryu carefully sat down, shifting uncomfortably. "It's just cuts." And exhaustion, but that not so much now that he'd slept.

Bakura gave a small nod. "It must have been a big fight," he smiled. "I'd hate to think what the other guy looked like!" he said with a soft laugh before closing his eyes in consecration before calling the spell and tossing his dice into the air.

There was a breif pause as the dice landed on the carpet with an almost inaudible thump before a soft white light began to coalesce around Kiryu, bringing with it the feel of a cool spring breeze that sought out all the cuts and scrapes and bruises and soothed them away.

Kiryu laughed a little at that, his laugh sounding a little unhinged. "Just me and him. And I definitely came out worse off."

He blinked a little at the light, and the feeling, but it wasn't bad so he tried to stay still and let the magic do its work.

Bakura blinked a little at the laugh as the light faded, looking at his friend with a little concern as he knelt down to retrieve his dice. "Did it get it all or should I roll again?" he asked, curious, but not wanting to pry.

Kiryu shifted and stretched. The cuts on his arms were gone, and any bruises he'd gotten with them. He could tell without feeling around that the one on his shoulder was still there, but it was shallow now. Stretching a little told him the gasp on his back was also still there but also not nearly as deep.

"A couple're still there," he said after a moment, starting to unwrap the bandages from his arms. "They're pretty shallow now, though."

"I can roll again, if you'd like," Bakura offered with a smile, going to get a bag for the bandages. "I don't mind at all!"

Kiryu frowned a little. He personally wouldn't mind just letting either cut heal on their own, but he had a feeling both Alastair and Saitou would bitch him if he didn't that.

"Yeah, if you don't mind. Saitou'll be annoyed if I'm still injured when I get back."

"I don't mind!" Bakura assured again.

There was no hesitation for this roll, the light materializing the instant the dice hit the floor, focusing on the few remaining cuts that closed up as the light sunk into them.

Bakura gave a warm smile as he pocketed the dice. Getting to heal people... it really did feel good.

Once the light faded again, Kiryu rolled his shoulder a couple times to make sure it was completely healed. He nodded once and continued pulling off bandages. He would've hated having an injury that would have kept him from really using his arm.

"Thanks." Ugh, they'd actually bandaged these pretty well. "You hungry?"

"Aah not rea--"

Bakura broke off as his stomach growled in disagreement with him and gave a small sheepish laugh. "Aa-- maybe a little," he admitted.

Kiryu grinned and stood up, dumping the bandages in the bag Bakura had found.

"Good. Me too. Ever ridden a motorbike before?"

"Eh--ah-- n-- no..." Bakura said with a small, nervous laugh, rubbing the back of his neck.

He shouldn't be nervous about it. Trying new things, right? He wasn't going to be afraid...

He took a deep breath, calming himself again and gave a smile.

Kiryu's grin just got bigger at that. This would be fun.

"Even better~ C'mon. My treat."

Kiryu gestured for him to follow and started for the door.

Bakura took another deep breath. Wasn't going to be nervous...

He gave another nod, smiling as he followed, pausing to lock the door behind him before heading down the stairs after his friend.

Motorcycles weren't cars. They were more like regular bikes that went fast. You couldn't at all get trapped in one, even if it did--

No. Not thinking of that. Wasn't going to be afraid, think of something else--

"Aah, I've almost finished making the figures for my TRPG!" he began, almost to distract himself. "I was thinking of maybe inviting everyone to come play when they're done, do you think you'd want to?"

Kiryu grinned back at him, oblivious to his friend's nervousness.

"Sure, I'll come. Who else're you thinking of asking?"

"Aah, I'm not sure yet... Misao-chan, Toph, Kogenta-kun... probably everyone from Domino... Shockwave was interested when I mentioned it too... him and--- aaah, I don't remember the other man's name!" He grimaces a little, feeling bad to have forgotten.

"Blitzwing," Kiryu said automatically. Bakura knew Shockwave's name, so it was probably okay to just use them.

"I'd definitely like to come, then. I want to see Shockwave playing a game for once. I'm pretty sure he doesn't get out enough."

Bakura gave a small nod, trying to remember the name properly. "Aah, he doesn't? Makes me even more glad he wants too play, then!" he smiled. "Maybe after lunch, we could look over the character sheets and set yours up? I'm making figures for all the players too, so I can make them look like how everyone wants them to!"

"I don't hang out with him much, but any time we talk, he's working, or taking a break from working, or going to work." Kiryu made a face as he opened the front door. "A little like Saitou, actually."

He suddenly laughed. "I might have to drag Saitou along, if that's okay? He could use a break too."

He headed for the motorbike sitting in the driveway, trusting Bakura to follow. "Sounds like fun. We might as well, since I'm here."

"Aah, that type?" Bakura smiled. "Like Kaiba-kun, and my father, really. Only he didn't ever seem to take a break from working to do anything but sleep," he said with a soft laugh.

"Un, that's fine! The more the merrier!" he assured happily. "It's a good way to meet more people if people bring other friends!"

He paused, nervousness growing again as he approached the motorcycle. "U-un!" he smiled.

"Heh, I'll see if Saitou would be interested, then. I doubt it, but I'll drag him along anyway."

Kiryu straddled the bike and held his helmet out to Bakura. "Put this on and get on behind me. And hold onto me."

Bakura nodded, carefully settling the helmet over his hair before buckling it. Taking a deep breath, he got on, almost timidly putting his arms around Kiryuu and holding on tightly. "Like this...?"

"Yep, that'll work. You ready?"

"Ready as I'll ever be...!" Bakura said with a small, nervous smile.

Kiryu smirked back and started up the bike, shooting off into the street. He went a little slower than usual, since Bakura seemed nervous, but he was still going pretty close to the speed limit.

Bakura clung tightly, trying very very hard not to be afraid at the sudden rush of speed and wind, almost forgetting to breathe at first.

Once he got over the initial panic and managed to calm himself down, however, he began to smile, starting to enjoy it.

Kiryu was getting used to having people cling to him like that; it didn't do much to get him to slow down, particularly when he felt Bakura start to relax a little. He still didn't go any faster or do any stents he might if he were on his own; he wasn't that mean to his friends.

He turned his head a little, so Bakura could hear him easier but he was still mostly paying attention to the road, and yelled, "What do you want to eat?"

"Aah-- Anything's fine!" Bakura shouted back, still clinging rather tightly despite having relaxed a little. He would trust Kiryu's taste to be more Japanese than American, really, and he wasn't going to be picky when someone else was driving!

Kiryu shrugged and turned his full attention back on the road. He doubted Bakura would want to go the ryoko's, since he probably saw enough of that, but there were other Japanese places around.

Like the sushi place he'd shown Alastair. And subsequently forgot half that day.

Kiryu frowned and shook his head. It didn't matter. He'd relearned what he'd forgotten about anyway.

Unaware of what Kiryu was thinking, Bakura just continue to hang on tightly, smiling as the wind whipped the hair that wasn't tucked under the helmet around his face.

Belatedly, it occurred to him that he should have brought a comb. His hair was going to look a wreck when they got to where they were going!

It didn't take long to reach the small, in-the-wall restaurant. The place didn't look like anything remarkable and was easily missed. Kiryu knew where he was going, though, so he pulled up right in front of it.

"Last stop~"

Bakura awkwardly got off, legs feeling a little shaky from the vibrations and adrenaline, and fumbled with the helmet a moment before unclipping it and handing it back to Kiryuu with a smile. "Aah, that's really exhilarating!" he laughed, trying to stabilize himself before he took a step, feeling fairly sure he would fall over if he tried to walk too soon.

Kiryu took the helmet and reached out to ruffle Bakura's hair, laughing a little.

"Are you okay?"

"Aah-- just a little shaky, that's all!" Bakura said with a small laugh, ducking his head a bit at the ruffle with a small, almost shy smile. "It should pass in a moment!"

"There's no hurry," Kiryu said with a shrug. As if to prove that point, he pulled off his katana and started strapping it to his bike. He didn't really want to leave it out here, especially not after yesterday, but the owners were never too thrilled when he wore it in.

How had he missed THAT before? He stared a moment before catching himself. "Kiryu-kun... a katana?" he asked, curiously. It seemed... out of place, really. After all Kiryu was from his future!

Kiryu's expression lit up and softened a little as he nodded, finishing up trying it down. He didn't seem to notice.

"Saitou gave it to me. I've been learning kenjutsu from him." He stood, looking over his work for a moment. "Although I'm not good enough yet."

"Aah, really? That's awesome!" Bakura smiled before giving a soft laugh. "And probably useful, in this place! Is it hard?"

"It'd be useful if I already knew it. Everyone else does." He laughed at the question. "Everything's hard with Saitou involved. But it's fun. And it's easier than learning English."

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"Eh? Everyone does?" Bakura gave a soft laugh. "And I think everything's earlier than learning English," he smiled.

"All right, everyone else that I'd feel like fighting. And then I get my butt kicked."

Kiryu made a slight face, gesturing for Bakura to follow him into the sushi bar. "English is ridiculous. I was ten times happier not trying to learn it."

Bakura covered a soft laugh as he followed. "But you have a bunch of friends who speak Japanese, so you can get away with not using much of it, even here," he pointed out with a smile. "And if you'd like, I can help you with your English if you still need help, I have a lot of practice."

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I'm waaaay too lazy...

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At somepoint, Baku needs to tell him about YB. :)

XD yes, yes he does

Maybe when Baku realizes YB is gone. :)

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I'm assuming he got his name at somepoint, anyway

XD probably. Shocky never uses a fake one that I know of.

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