Yvonne: Well, HELLO THERE!!!!!!!!!!!!! I feel like making a shonen ay fic, so it's going to be between Ryou and Bakura. May throw a little thief Bakura in there, too. Anyway, Enjoy the fic!!!!!!
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Ryou was sitting at home one day, reading a magazine, when suddenly the phone rang. "Hello?" He said into the phone.
"Hello Ryou Bakura." A raspy voice said back. "Why don't you come out to the Tokyo Park for a while and see what I set up for you.
"But, it's raining out..." Ryou said, but when he was done, all he heard was the dial tone. "Oh well, better than sitting here, bored." He put on his rain jacket and stepped into the rain, the droplets swirling around him and stinging his face.
He walked down to the deserted park, and began to walk through it. Everything seemed the same, except there were no people because of the rain. Suddenly, He felt a hand grasp his shoulder from behind. He spun around, and thought he was looking into a mirror. But then the other figure spoke.
"Finally we meet, Ryou Bakura." The twin said. "Everyone told me that I looked like you. And Now I believe it."
Ryou, despite his rain jacket, was soaked through. His clothes clung to him, making him look weak and lanky.
"Who are you?" Ryou asked. He was getting cold, and longed to just go home and dry off.
"My name, Is your name. I am Bakura, spirit of the M. ring. I ask of you a favor." Bakura said.
"W-what is it?" Ryou stammered.
"I cannot yet take physical form, so would you bear the Millennium ring? A great favor."
"I don't see why not..." Ryou said, confused that he was talking to something what wasn't in physical form. Bakura took out of his pocket a golden ring with a triangle in the center, and the triangle has an eye on it. From the ring dangled five golden arrows, and from the top was a rope to hang it around your neck.
"Put this on." The man commanded. Ryou did as the man said, and Bakura vanished.
(P. S R+R!!!!!!!)
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Ryou was sitting at home one day, reading a magazine, when suddenly the phone rang. "Hello?" He said into the phone.
"Hello Ryou Bakura." A raspy voice said back. "Why don't you come out to the Tokyo Park for a while and see what I set up for you.
"But, it's raining out..." Ryou said, but when he was done, all he heard was the dial tone. "Oh well, better than sitting here, bored." He put on his rain jacket and stepped into the rain, the droplets swirling around him and stinging his face.
He walked down to the deserted park, and began to walk through it. Everything seemed the same, except there were no people because of the rain. Suddenly, He felt a hand grasp his shoulder from behind. He spun around, and thought he was looking into a mirror. But then the other figure spoke.
"Finally we meet, Ryou Bakura." The twin said. "Everyone told me that I looked like you. And Now I believe it."
Ryou, despite his rain jacket, was soaked through. His clothes clung to him, making him look weak and lanky.
"Who are you?" Ryou asked. He was getting cold, and longed to just go home and dry off.
"My name, Is your name. I am Bakura, spirit of the M. ring. I ask of you a favor." Bakura said.
"W-what is it?" Ryou stammered.
"I cannot yet take physical form, so would you bear the Millennium ring? A great favor."
"I don't see why not..." Ryou said, confused that he was talking to something what wasn't in physical form. Bakura took out of his pocket a golden ring with a triangle in the center, and the triangle has an eye on it. From the ring dangled five golden arrows, and from the top was a rope to hang it around your neck.
"Put this on." The man commanded. Ryou did as the man said, and Bakura vanished.
(P. S R+R!!!!!!!)