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Tendershipping Drabbles 2/2

How to train your Baku-Kitty.

Step One: Make sure he has the food and drink essentials.

Ryou rummaged around his cupboards in the kitchen, humming as he did so. Bakura was watching him with curious eyes, and a tail swaying in anticipation. He wanted food.

"How's this?" Ryou pulled out a tin of tuna, placing it on the table and pointing to it. He heard a grunt of approval.

Ryou didn't mind, though.

"And..." He hummed in a sing-song voice, going over to the fridge and taking out a jug of milk, "this to drink?"

With a small purr of delight echoing around the room, Ryou had known he'd gotten dinner right.

Step two: Keep him properly groomed.

"Ryou!" Bakura frowned, glaring up at the person behind him.

"Sorry, sorry..." Came the hastened reply, as Ryou put down his book and picked up the special brush that Bakura so adored.

Very lightly, he began to brush Bakura's hair. It was tentative at first, to please the cat-human hybrid, but then Bakura demanded more of the brush. And so, Ryou complied, brushing for over ten minutes.

Anything to please his cat.

Step three: Keep him occupied.

When Ryou wasn't in the house, Bakura had a lot of toys he could play with.

First was the big pole in the living room. Bakura didn't like to admit it, but he loved to scratch on it, and maybe even extend his claws once in a while. Of course, being the way he was, Bakura wasn't exactly keen on the scratch marks left on his skin afterwards.

Another thing was the immense amount of balls of yarn he owned. They were usually all lined up neatly in a row, before Bakura spotted them and started tearing them apart, and unravelling the string. The house was usually caught in these said shreds when Ryou got home.

But the final thing that Bakura wouldn't admit that he loved, was when Ryou played with him.

Step four: Make sure he's cleaned properly. Daily baths!

"Come on, Bakura, get in..." Ryou sighed, feeling the water temperature of the bath in case it wasn't right.

"I refuse." Came the grunted reply.

"It won't hurt you."

"It might."

With a sigh, Ryou began to strip. Bakura was amused, until Ryou himself stepped into the bath. He looked over at Bakura and gave him a smile, "If it doesn't harm me, it won't harm you. Now will you get in?"

"Only because you proved it was harmless..." Bakura muttered.

He really just wanted to bathe with Ryou.

Step five: Give him treats.

Bakura nuzzled Ryou's neck, purring gently and snuggling his 'owner'. With a small touch to the head, Bakura looked up, only to be greeted with his favourite treat. He instantly would grab it with his mouth, eating it with an eager excitement about him.

"Ryou..." Bakura mumbled, flattening his ears and making a pouty face.

Another treat was handed.

Final step: Appropriate bed-times.

"Bakura, it's late..." Ryou yawned, gazing at the clock. It was almost midnight, and Ryou would have liked to have been asleep by now. "It's time to go to bed..." He mumbled.

"I'm not tired." Bakura frowned, leaning against the door-frame, glaring down at Ryou. His tail swished unhappily behind him.

"At least make sure I sleep, then..."

And so Bakura was eager to get Ryou to bed, because that meant that if he was lucky enough, he would have another treat for the night. But it was usually Ryou stroking his hair, telling him he was a good kitty, and then falling asleep.