"Okay we've got to get going. You'll only have to look after your brother for a little while before the babysitter comes."
I stop what I'm doing when I hear those last few words fly out of her mouth.
"Babysitter? Why do we need a babysitter? I can take care of him just fine myself!"
"Please don't be angry. We need a professional to look after Ryou and besides we'll only be gone for a few hours. Be good for the babysitter since they're the same age as you and they probably don't want you playing up."
Then she, Dad and my little sister leave, leaving me and my younger brother speechless.
My name's Bakura. I'm 16 and I've been in and out of different schools. I've been home-schooled, cut off from society because of my slightly different nature and my tendency to mess with people's minds.
I have two younger siblings: Amane and Ryou. Amane is 8 years old, but very mature with serene good looks. Ryou is 4, just a toddler and doesn't' talk much. He just clings to me and hides behind me since out of everyone he knows, I'm his most favourite person in the whole world.
I'd do anything to protect my brother or sister which is why I'm so insulted that, while Mom and Dad go to Amane's parent's evening, Ryou has to be in the hands of a stupid babysitter.
Then the doorbell rings, signalling the babysitter's arrival. Ryou clings tighter to my leg and I sigh heavily. I look down at Ryou and he looks up at me innocently with a clueless expression on his face.
"No babysitter can be better for you than me and I'm going to make this guy realise that. Ready to meet this babysitter Ryou?"
He nods eagerly with a cute little smile on his face. I smile back and ruffle his white fluffy hair. I proceed to the door and open it up, ready to meet this guy.
But then I see that it's not a guy. It's a girl. A girl with short brown hair, beautiful blue eyes, a white jacket that comes up to her elbows and a pink tank top underneath. On her bottom half she's wearing a black pleated skirt, white knee-length socks and pink slip on shoes. She also has a black choker around her neck and pink clips in her hair.
"Hey. I'm Bakura and you must be the babysitter."
"I'm Anzu Masaki." Then she lowers herself down so that she's still on her feet but resting her hands on her knees. I shift awkwardly at the suggestiveness of the situation.
"And this must be Ryou!"
Ryou pulls my trousers and hides himself behind me even more so that just a cute wide eye is showing.
"He's very shy." I explain.
"Aww but he's so cute!" She squeals.
Ryou looks up at me, slightly scared. I just smirk, melting away his scared expression and he buries himself into my jeans, rubbing against the fabric cutely.
"Anyway, let me show you where everything is." I tell Anzu.
"That's the bathroom, but Ryou is pretty much toilet trained. There's the kitchen, Ryou eats like a pig so you'll be spending quite a lot of time in there."
Anzu nods, taking this all in. Ryou clings onto my trousers as per usual but this time he's very close because of the new babysitter.
"And this..." I say, opening a door. Anzu peers in curiously and begins to explore.
"This is my bedroom. No wonder you're so excited."
She looks up at me and glares.
"You're a real creep. D'you know that?"
Then she storms out of the room and Ryou looks at her, then up to me and back at her before running off to follow. Great, now this girl's got Ryou's attention.
Down in the kitchen I can see Anzu and Ryou making cookies. I can't let this girl just waltz in here and take over my home, insult me and steal my little brother. It's time to make some mischief.
I head into the hallway and pick up the phone. I may not have spent much time in school but I did make some friends while I was there. I dial up my closest friend that I made in school time.
"Hello this is the Kedah shop." Says the voice with a slight snigger.
"Malik stop messing around. It's me, Bakura."
"Oh hey Bakura! How's it going?"
"Party at my place. Bring everyone that you- in fact just invite everyone in your class. I'm going to teach this babysitter that no-one fucks with Bakura Necrophades and gets away with it."
"... Not sure what you're going on about but cool! I'll be round soon."
Then he hangs up the phone and I put the phone down. I begin to smirk, knowing that this babysitter will regret stealing my little brother away from me.
