This blog was created to showcase my submissions to the LiveJournal
community 100 Themes. I have claimed two pairings from two different
series. The first pairing is Touzoku'ou Bakura and Jyonouchi Katsuya
from Yuugiou; the second pairing I've claimed is Envy and Edward
Elric from Fullmetal Alchemist. There will be close to 200
stories when I've completed all the themes, even though I am likely
to double up on a few of them. Yes, these works will all be shounen-ai
in nature; if that's not your kink, you're free to leave.
It wasn't something Jyonouchi really talked about. His friends didn't know (except for Honda, but they'd known one another forever and so it wasn't a big deal) and he generally didn't have anyone around to worry about keeping his things placed out of sight.
Unfortunately, Bakura was still the king of thieves and was naturally observant. So Jyonouchi really shouldn't have been terribly surprised when the Egyptian placed the cases and bottles down on the table in front of him while he was in the middle of a tutoring session with Ryou.
"Jyonou," he said in a tone that meant lying wasn't an option, "what are these?"
From the corner of his eye, the blond could see his friend staring at the selection and obviously not registering why they might be in the Jyonouchis' home. "A glasses case, a contact lens case and two bottles of cleaning solution."
Bakura nodded; obviously the response was somehow pleasing. "And why were they in the bathroom? I didn't think your old man bothered with this stuff."
Ryou was watching them like he was at a tennis match. Jyonouchi wanted to reach up and smack his lover right now, this was starting to feel like an interrogation. "They aren't his. They're mine."
"You wear contacts, Jyonouchi-kun?" Ryou cut in, staring at him as if trying to see the outline of the lenses now that he knew they were there. "Why?"
"Because I'm a little near-sighted and I don't like how my glasses look."
Bakura shook his head and shoved the cases towards him. "Take them out," he commanded. Jyonouchi gave him a dirty look for a moment, hoping that being stubborn would stop the questioning and allow him to go back to his studies. The older man simply crossed his arms and stared back. After a few minutes the blond gave up and picked up the supplies.
"I really hate you sometimes," he informed the Egyptian before stalking off to the bathroom. After he'd left, Ryou turned to his once-other half and frowned at him.
"Ya-erm, Bakura-san, wasn't that sort of... well, mean?" the pale teen asked.
Bakura smirked and shook his head. "Nope." This earned him another long look.
"Your logic astounds," Jyonouchi announced dryly as he walked back in the room. "Happy now, dear?" he asked, sarcasm thick in his voice as he sat down and slipped his glasses on.
"Ecstatic," Bakura replied before leaning down and kissing him soundly. "They look good on you, my love." Without another word he left the room, whistling to himself and apparently unaware of the incredulous looks being shot at his back.
"My lover is strange," Jyonouchi finally said after a moment; Ryou could only nod in agreement. "If I ever find out what the hell that was about, I'll let you know."
Of course, once he found out that Bakura had a minor glasses fetish from the time he'd spent peering through Ryou's eyes Jyonouchi kept it to himself. No need to share that, after all.
My wonderful beta reader Eternal SailorM, who catches my spelling
and grammar goofs.
The moderators of 100 Themes for creating and maintaining the community
so well.
All readers and reviewers, without whom I'd just be writing for
my own amusement.