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Tammi: This is my first time writing a one-shot, So if it sucks, then don't hold it against me. But, I still want you to review, if you hate it, thne please tell me. And, I won't write another one ever again. If you do like it, well, thank you. Maybe, I'll write another. Ok, on with the story.
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A Bar Ten Minutes Away From Domino City
Saturday, 2:00 a.m.
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She sat there, at the counter staring down into her drink...'Ohh, what am I doing here? There's nothing, but drunkaen lowlifes...Men, too drunk to know the difference between a rat from a dog. And women, fucking with them to make money...This isn't what my life is gonna sink down too, is it?'
She gulped down a little more of her beer, no longer making that funny-face, which indicated she wasn't an alcoholic. She slumped down even more in her seat. 'How can life get to be so hard, right when things were starting to look up?'
A couple of beer-stained tables away, three husky guys were eying her. Ever since she had walked in, they had been mentally, undressing her. Probably, imagining different ways they could fuck her. She was in trouble, considering the fact she came alone. And to add to her problem, she had mentioned a little too loudly, that no one knew where she was.
However, all the way in the back of the bar, was another man. Only two years older than her, he sat in the darkest corner of the place. He had noticed her too, he is a guy afterall. Hell, with her knee-high shorts, and sleeveless-white tanktop, not to mention those skin tight stockings, and boots...everyone had to have noticed her.
But, this guy, was more subtle about it. Sure, he was planning on speaking with her, and hopefully, he would get to see her to his place...But, he wouldn't use her for sex. He wasn't planning on fucking her, then blowing her off in the morning, like those sick bastards over there.
Although, he couldn't deny, that he has done that before, to other females. But, this woman is different from them. She isn't selling herself just to make easy money, nor was another dumb blonde. No, this beautiful woman, is smart, cunning, and determined. A real survivor, like himself. She was afterall, Mai Valentine.
Yes, he knew her, very well. He'd seen her duel in Duelist Kingdom, tricking weak and stupid duelist with her sneaky 'psychic bit'. And she was even one of the eight finalists in Battle City.
Remembering the first time he laid eyes on her, brings a nice smile to his face. A rare sight, indeed, he never smiled anymore, but watching her from afar, only made him want her more. And now, here she is, right in front of him.
However, he could tell, just by watching her tonight, that many have taken advantage of her. She was at the end of her rope, he knew. He knew from personal experience, what that look meant. He frowned, taking a sip of his beer.
'What time is it?' She mutters, glancing down at her, red plaid, watch...'2:15?' "I can't believe it's gotten so late." She places some money on the counter, and gathers her things. And heading out the double-doors.
As she stood, and left out the doors, those three burly men, followed after her. The man in the very back, sighed. "I better go check this out." He whispered, calmly standing and taking his time out the door.
"Where are my keys? I really need to get a smaller purse..." She rambled on, not noticing the tall, wide man in front of her. Accident;y, she bumped right into him. Staring up into shadowed eyes, she took a step back. "I'm soory, sir, I wasn't paying attention..." Fear starting to rise, as an evil grin formed on his face. She tried going around him, but, he wouldn't let her pass.
'Calm, down, Mai...Just turn back, and head for back to the bar. Call someone to come get you.' She took her advice and turned to run, but, two guys were standing there, ready to stop her, if she even tried anything. They had her surrounded.
The tallest one, which she had her back to, crept up and put his hands on her thighs, angrily, she pushed him away. "Why don't you guys, go back and drink yourselves silly?! What do you want from me?!" She shouted.
"That's a dumb question. What else would these poor excuses for human beings want?"
They glanced around, trying to find whoever had said that. But, no one was there.
"Whoo's there?!" The smaller one asked, no reply came. One of the drunkards laughed.
"Probably, some bastard, too afraid to take us on!" He said, folding his arms, all smug.
The biggest one, nodded, although he was kinda wobbily. "Let's jusht focush on our new lil' bitch. Shhe's a real pretty one, I shay." The brute slurred his words, breathing down on her. She coughed and wanted to throw up, as the man's toxic breath entered her system.
"Yeah, she is pretty!"
"Pretty? That's it?" They all turned their attention to a particular area, where it seemed darker than anywhere else. Someone approached.
He saw the three ugly-to-the-sight men; A look of utter disgust on his face. As his gaze found her's it softened. "Saying she is pretty, is an understatement. An insult to how beautiful she really is." He added, running his hand through his long hair.
Mai gasped, she knew exactly who he was. 'That deep, threatening voice, those dark piercing eyes, and ofcourse, that very sexy, whitish-purple, hair...' She couldn't believe, that he was here. HAdn't Yami and Yugi, banish him, or killed him or did something to ensure he didn't come back?
If they did, then why was the white-haired devil, standing right in front of her? 'I must be seeing things...That can't possibly be Bakura.' She thought.
The biggest one, began laughing out lout, pointing his index finger at Bakura. Hah! Kid, yous bettah git home, it's past yours bedtiime!" This caused the other two two burst out laughing. Mai, tried to get away, but one of them, grabbed her, and threw her against a car. She hit her head against the side mirror, hitting the ground, unconsious.
"Good. Now she ain't gonna give us trouble." He laughed.
This caused Bakura to lose his cool exterior, as a strange sense of something unknown consumed him. His eyes narrowed, "Don't you lay another filthy hand on her, unless you don't mind, dying in the process!" He threatened, anger rising.
"Grr! He's threatenin us! The bastard's threatenin us!"
"Just get the fuck outta here, kid! Mind your own damn business, 'fore ya get hurt!"
"I'm not leaving without her." He replied, regaining his calm, self back.
"This bitch is ours, beat it, kid!"
"Hell, no! This wise-ass had his Damn chance! I shay, we teach him a fuckin' lesson!"
"I'm wit' you! Let'sh jusht beat the fuckin' shit outta him!! Then wes can play wit' the girl!"
They all nodded, and pulled out knives and other concealable weapons. Bakura chuckled, not at all, worried. "You want to fight? I'm sorry, but I don't bother with pathetic nuisiances, like the three of you."
"What?!!" All three exclaimed.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have used such -big- words. Let me put it in words, a five year old would understand...I don't waste time with useless scum.--Do you understand now?"
The three growled, and charged for him, a flash of light hit them hard, and nothing could be seen. However, the sound of screams, could be heard echoing through the night.
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Somewhere Away From The Bar
In A Room, Of Someone's House
Time? Somewhere Around 3:30 a.m.
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She moaned and groaned, finally waking after getting knocked out. Her eyes open, and as the previous events flood her memory, she jumps. And finds that she is laying in someone's bed.
Her heart sank, and she was going to cry, when she realized, her clothes were still on, and she didn't hurt anywhere. She sighed relieved, and took in her surroundings. The room was dark, lights off, but from what she could see, it was well taken care of.
'Maybe someone had called the police, and saved me from those guys...Bakura...He must've been a dream or something.' She had begun to relax, when footsteps were heard coming closer. Fear consumed her.
The doorknob turned, and in stepped a slim figure, his hair elegantly cascading down his back, her eyes went wide, and she jumped up to her feet, and she backed up against the wall, once she identified him as Bakura.
"So, you've awakened." He stared over at her for a moment, then slowly made his way to her. "Did you get enough sleep?" He whispered, noses almost touching.
She nodded shakily, a small smile flashing across his face. "Good. Now, then. I think there are a few things we need to get straight." His warm breath warming her shivering lips.
Mai breathed, uneasily, "What things?" Her voice low, she couldn't stop her lips from shivering.
His hands crept up the wall, brushing against the outline of her body. Her whole body quivered, as they continued upwards, then finally rested on each side of her head. He had her trapped between him and the wall, now. "Like names. I know yours. Mai Valentine. I couldn't never forget a name so beautiful, same goes for faces..." He paused, as she blushed. Another smile resting on his face, "...Now, do you know mine?"
She nodded, trying so hard to pull her eyes away from his, but she couldn't. She was drawn to them..."Y-You're the spirit...That was in the Ring." She answered, her breath jagged.
He nodded, stroking her left cheek with his hand. Her lip, trembled, like before, but this time he brought his face closer, and he caught hold of her bottom lip. She held in her breath at his touch.
Bakura removed his hand, and placed his lips on her's. She froze, not sure of what to do. She thought back, to all the bad things he had done, and she placed her hands on his chest, to try to push him away...
He grabbed her hands, and pushed them against the wall, she tried to free her arms, but couldn't. He dragged them high above her head. Not ever breaking their kiss.
Bakura continued the kiss, by deepening it. It becoming hotter, faster, and Mai wanted to moan in delight, but, she wasn't going to admit what he was doing was...'Why? W..Why...Why is he...' Her brain was zoning out, as waves of pleasure and wild images hit her like a punch in the face.
Not long after, she was returning his passion. Her mind and all voice of reason, was absent, and then, without warning, Bakura's tongue, found it's way into her mouth. She moaned, into his mouth, causing him to deepen the kiss even more.
Ten minutes was now passing and he still had her against the wall, only thing different was he had let her hands fall back down to her sides, as his leaned against the wall. But, their lips had not parted yet, and Mai, began to get light-headed. She needed to breath, she wanted him to stop, but then she didn't...But he had to, or she'd pass out.
"P...Please...N...N-No more...I can't...I can't take it..." She managed to get out in between their heated lip battles. He cupped her chin in his left hand, and then he pulled away, slowly.
MAi breathed in some much needed air, and stared at him bewildered. 'What am I doing? This man tried to kill-' He stroked her neck gently, seducingly. She tried not to enjoy the touch, but shamefully she did. He leaned in to claim her lips again, but she held up her hands, to stop him.
"I am not some wind-up sex toy...You can't make me have sex with you, and I won't let you rape-" She cut herself off, avoiding his gaze, by turning her face to the right.
He brought her face up to his own, their eyes meeting once again, "If I had any intention of 'raping' you, I would have done so, whil you were sleeping. But, I didn't.
Her heart pounded harder than before, and she began to whimper as his hand played with her hair. 'What are you doing?! Get away from him! He's tricking you! Don't fall for him!' Her mind shouted at her, and so she began to struggle. Trying to knock him down, but, he caught her fists and again, he pinned her to the wall.
He sighed, as she whimpered. Bringing their faces close together, tears rolled down her cheeks, he shook his head, "Why are you still struggling? You can't deny, you are loving this."
"Don't flatter yourself." She said, although her voice decieved her. Her breath shallow, and her heart about to burst through her chest.
"I see. So, then you wouldn't love this, then?" He leaned down a bit, to her neck. He ran his lips against her, as she bit her own lips, trying desperatly, to stop the moans that wanted to be heard.
She was doing a good job, until, his kisses got harder. And then, even harder. It got to the point where it felt more like he was biting her, instead of kissing her. She screamed, in pain, but then agian, she also screamed in pleasure. Again she screamed, and over and over again. Her neck red, adn swollen now, she knew this was wrong...
"Aaahh! Please...please! Aah, Ohhh, Please, B-Bakura...Don't do this..." She cowered, and shortly after he stopped.
He stared at her, closely, "You're trembling..." His whisper very quiet, and so deep, His left cheek brushed against her's, as he out his lips to her ear, "...You're trembling, Is it out of fear?"
She nodded, breathlessly. He sighed, his hot breath hitting her ear, so softly. "But, you know you want this."
"I...I..." She didn't know what to say. She did love what he was doing to her. Everything he did, made her yearn for more. But, she didn't want to admit that to him.
"You tremble out of fear...But, I'm not the one who scares you. Mai, you are the one you're afraid of." He replied, bringing his face back in front of her's.
Confusion hit her, as thier eyes locked onto each other. "Why would I be afraid of myself?" She asked, an eyebrow raised.
"Because you know, that I'm the only one who can give you what you what more than anything in the world...And knowing that, scares you."
She gasped, "And what is it that only you can give me, and you say I want so badly? What is it?" She asked curiously.
A smile, a very un-Bakura like smiled stuck on his face, as he brought her up to him, and again they kissed, but this one was different...Soft, passionate, sensual, and another feeling flooded through the kiss. A feeling that made her feel safe, and warm all over. She couldn't describe it...Lasting only two minutes, he pulled away, but only enough to see her face. He stared down into her sparkling, purple eyes, and he whispered the one thing he could give her. The one thing no one else could give her...The one thing she wanted more than anything else..."Love."
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Tammi: Ok, review, please. This was my first one-shot ever, and I had a fun time writing it. Ok, tell me whether you hated it or liked it. Sayonara, everyone.
Tammi: This is my first time writing a one-shot, So if it sucks, then don't hold it against me. But, I still want you to review, if you hate it, thne please tell me. And, I won't write another one ever again. If you do like it, well, thank you. Maybe, I'll write another. Ok, on with the story.
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A Bar Ten Minutes Away From Domino City
Saturday, 2:00 a.m.
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She sat there, at the counter staring down into her drink...'Ohh, what am I doing here? There's nothing, but drunkaen lowlifes...Men, too drunk to know the difference between a rat from a dog. And women, fucking with them to make money...This isn't what my life is gonna sink down too, is it?'
She gulped down a little more of her beer, no longer making that funny-face, which indicated she wasn't an alcoholic. She slumped down even more in her seat. 'How can life get to be so hard, right when things were starting to look up?'
A couple of beer-stained tables away, three husky guys were eying her. Ever since she had walked in, they had been mentally, undressing her. Probably, imagining different ways they could fuck her. She was in trouble, considering the fact she came alone. And to add to her problem, she had mentioned a little too loudly, that no one knew where she was.
However, all the way in the back of the bar, was another man. Only two years older than her, he sat in the darkest corner of the place. He had noticed her too, he is a guy afterall. Hell, with her knee-high shorts, and sleeveless-white tanktop, not to mention those skin tight stockings, and boots...everyone had to have noticed her.
But, this guy, was more subtle about it. Sure, he was planning on speaking with her, and hopefully, he would get to see her to his place...But, he wouldn't use her for sex. He wasn't planning on fucking her, then blowing her off in the morning, like those sick bastards over there.
Although, he couldn't deny, that he has done that before, to other females. But, this woman is different from them. She isn't selling herself just to make easy money, nor was another dumb blonde. No, this beautiful woman, is smart, cunning, and determined. A real survivor, like himself. She was afterall, Mai Valentine.
Yes, he knew her, very well. He'd seen her duel in Duelist Kingdom, tricking weak and stupid duelist with her sneaky 'psychic bit'. And she was even one of the eight finalists in Battle City.
Remembering the first time he laid eyes on her, brings a nice smile to his face. A rare sight, indeed, he never smiled anymore, but watching her from afar, only made him want her more. And now, here she is, right in front of him.
However, he could tell, just by watching her tonight, that many have taken advantage of her. She was at the end of her rope, he knew. He knew from personal experience, what that look meant. He frowned, taking a sip of his beer.
'What time is it?' She mutters, glancing down at her, red plaid, watch...'2:15?' "I can't believe it's gotten so late." She places some money on the counter, and gathers her things. And heading out the double-doors.
As she stood, and left out the doors, those three burly men, followed after her. The man in the very back, sighed. "I better go check this out." He whispered, calmly standing and taking his time out the door.
"Where are my keys? I really need to get a smaller purse..." She rambled on, not noticing the tall, wide man in front of her. Accident;y, she bumped right into him. Staring up into shadowed eyes, she took a step back. "I'm soory, sir, I wasn't paying attention..." Fear starting to rise, as an evil grin formed on his face. She tried going around him, but, he wouldn't let her pass.
'Calm, down, Mai...Just turn back, and head for back to the bar. Call someone to come get you.' She took her advice and turned to run, but, two guys were standing there, ready to stop her, if she even tried anything. They had her surrounded.
The tallest one, which she had her back to, crept up and put his hands on her thighs, angrily, she pushed him away. "Why don't you guys, go back and drink yourselves silly?! What do you want from me?!" She shouted.
"That's a dumb question. What else would these poor excuses for human beings want?"
They glanced around, trying to find whoever had said that. But, no one was there.
"Whoo's there?!" The smaller one asked, no reply came. One of the drunkards laughed.
"Probably, some bastard, too afraid to take us on!" He said, folding his arms, all smug.
The biggest one, nodded, although he was kinda wobbily. "Let's jusht focush on our new lil' bitch. Shhe's a real pretty one, I shay." The brute slurred his words, breathing down on her. She coughed and wanted to throw up, as the man's toxic breath entered her system.
"Yeah, she is pretty!"
"Pretty? That's it?" They all turned their attention to a particular area, where it seemed darker than anywhere else. Someone approached.
He saw the three ugly-to-the-sight men; A look of utter disgust on his face. As his gaze found her's it softened. "Saying she is pretty, is an understatement. An insult to how beautiful she really is." He added, running his hand through his long hair.
Mai gasped, she knew exactly who he was. 'That deep, threatening voice, those dark piercing eyes, and ofcourse, that very sexy, whitish-purple, hair...' She couldn't believe, that he was here. HAdn't Yami and Yugi, banish him, or killed him or did something to ensure he didn't come back?
If they did, then why was the white-haired devil, standing right in front of her? 'I must be seeing things...That can't possibly be Bakura.' She thought.
The biggest one, began laughing out lout, pointing his index finger at Bakura. Hah! Kid, yous bettah git home, it's past yours bedtiime!" This caused the other two two burst out laughing. Mai, tried to get away, but one of them, grabbed her, and threw her against a car. She hit her head against the side mirror, hitting the ground, unconsious.
"Good. Now she ain't gonna give us trouble." He laughed.
This caused Bakura to lose his cool exterior, as a strange sense of something unknown consumed him. His eyes narrowed, "Don't you lay another filthy hand on her, unless you don't mind, dying in the process!" He threatened, anger rising.
"Grr! He's threatenin us! The bastard's threatenin us!"
"Just get the fuck outta here, kid! Mind your own damn business, 'fore ya get hurt!"
"I'm not leaving without her." He replied, regaining his calm, self back.
"This bitch is ours, beat it, kid!"
"Hell, no! This wise-ass had his Damn chance! I shay, we teach him a fuckin' lesson!"
"I'm wit' you! Let'sh jusht beat the fuckin' shit outta him!! Then wes can play wit' the girl!"
They all nodded, and pulled out knives and other concealable weapons. Bakura chuckled, not at all, worried. "You want to fight? I'm sorry, but I don't bother with pathetic nuisiances, like the three of you."
"What?!!" All three exclaimed.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have used such -big- words. Let me put it in words, a five year old would understand...I don't waste time with useless scum.--Do you understand now?"
The three growled, and charged for him, a flash of light hit them hard, and nothing could be seen. However, the sound of screams, could be heard echoing through the night.
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Somewhere Away From The Bar
In A Room, Of Someone's House
Time? Somewhere Around 3:30 a.m.
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She moaned and groaned, finally waking after getting knocked out. Her eyes open, and as the previous events flood her memory, she jumps. And finds that she is laying in someone's bed.
Her heart sank, and she was going to cry, when she realized, her clothes were still on, and she didn't hurt anywhere. She sighed relieved, and took in her surroundings. The room was dark, lights off, but from what she could see, it was well taken care of.
'Maybe someone had called the police, and saved me from those guys...Bakura...He must've been a dream or something.' She had begun to relax, when footsteps were heard coming closer. Fear consumed her.
The doorknob turned, and in stepped a slim figure, his hair elegantly cascading down his back, her eyes went wide, and she jumped up to her feet, and she backed up against the wall, once she identified him as Bakura.
"So, you've awakened." He stared over at her for a moment, then slowly made his way to her. "Did you get enough sleep?" He whispered, noses almost touching.
She nodded shakily, a small smile flashing across his face. "Good. Now, then. I think there are a few things we need to get straight." His warm breath warming her shivering lips.
Mai breathed, uneasily, "What things?" Her voice low, she couldn't stop her lips from shivering.
His hands crept up the wall, brushing against the outline of her body. Her whole body quivered, as they continued upwards, then finally rested on each side of her head. He had her trapped between him and the wall, now. "Like names. I know yours. Mai Valentine. I couldn't never forget a name so beautiful, same goes for faces..." He paused, as she blushed. Another smile resting on his face, "...Now, do you know mine?"
She nodded, trying so hard to pull her eyes away from his, but she couldn't. She was drawn to them..."Y-You're the spirit...That was in the Ring." She answered, her breath jagged.
He nodded, stroking her left cheek with his hand. Her lip, trembled, like before, but this time he brought his face closer, and he caught hold of her bottom lip. She held in her breath at his touch.
Bakura removed his hand, and placed his lips on her's. She froze, not sure of what to do. She thought back, to all the bad things he had done, and she placed her hands on his chest, to try to push him away...
He grabbed her hands, and pushed them against the wall, she tried to free her arms, but couldn't. He dragged them high above her head. Not ever breaking their kiss.
Bakura continued the kiss, by deepening it. It becoming hotter, faster, and Mai wanted to moan in delight, but, she wasn't going to admit what he was doing was...'Why? W..Why...Why is he...' Her brain was zoning out, as waves of pleasure and wild images hit her like a punch in the face.
Not long after, she was returning his passion. Her mind and all voice of reason, was absent, and then, without warning, Bakura's tongue, found it's way into her mouth. She moaned, into his mouth, causing him to deepen the kiss even more.
Ten minutes was now passing and he still had her against the wall, only thing different was he had let her hands fall back down to her sides, as his leaned against the wall. But, their lips had not parted yet, and Mai, began to get light-headed. She needed to breath, she wanted him to stop, but then she didn't...But he had to, or she'd pass out.
"P...Please...N...N-No more...I can't...I can't take it..." She managed to get out in between their heated lip battles. He cupped her chin in his left hand, and then he pulled away, slowly.
MAi breathed in some much needed air, and stared at him bewildered. 'What am I doing? This man tried to kill-' He stroked her neck gently, seducingly. She tried not to enjoy the touch, but shamefully she did. He leaned in to claim her lips again, but she held up her hands, to stop him.
"I am not some wind-up sex toy...You can't make me have sex with you, and I won't let you rape-" She cut herself off, avoiding his gaze, by turning her face to the right.
He brought her face up to his own, their eyes meeting once again, "If I had any intention of 'raping' you, I would have done so, whil you were sleeping. But, I didn't.
Her heart pounded harder than before, and she began to whimper as his hand played with her hair. 'What are you doing?! Get away from him! He's tricking you! Don't fall for him!' Her mind shouted at her, and so she began to struggle. Trying to knock him down, but, he caught her fists and again, he pinned her to the wall.
He sighed, as she whimpered. Bringing their faces close together, tears rolled down her cheeks, he shook his head, "Why are you still struggling? You can't deny, you are loving this."
"Don't flatter yourself." She said, although her voice decieved her. Her breath shallow, and her heart about to burst through her chest.
"I see. So, then you wouldn't love this, then?" He leaned down a bit, to her neck. He ran his lips against her, as she bit her own lips, trying desperatly, to stop the moans that wanted to be heard.
She was doing a good job, until, his kisses got harder. And then, even harder. It got to the point where it felt more like he was biting her, instead of kissing her. She screamed, in pain, but then agian, she also screamed in pleasure. Again she screamed, and over and over again. Her neck red, adn swollen now, she knew this was wrong...
"Aaahh! Please...please! Aah, Ohhh, Please, B-Bakura...Don't do this..." She cowered, and shortly after he stopped.
He stared at her, closely, "You're trembling..." His whisper very quiet, and so deep, His left cheek brushed against her's, as he out his lips to her ear, "...You're trembling, Is it out of fear?"
She nodded, breathlessly. He sighed, his hot breath hitting her ear, so softly. "But, you know you want this."
"I...I..." She didn't know what to say. She did love what he was doing to her. Everything he did, made her yearn for more. But, she didn't want to admit that to him.
"You tremble out of fear...But, I'm not the one who scares you. Mai, you are the one you're afraid of." He replied, bringing his face back in front of her's.
Confusion hit her, as thier eyes locked onto each other. "Why would I be afraid of myself?" She asked, an eyebrow raised.
"Because you know, that I'm the only one who can give you what you what more than anything in the world...And knowing that, scares you."
She gasped, "And what is it that only you can give me, and you say I want so badly? What is it?" She asked curiously.
A smile, a very un-Bakura like smiled stuck on his face, as he brought her up to him, and again they kissed, but this one was different...Soft, passionate, sensual, and another feeling flooded through the kiss. A feeling that made her feel safe, and warm all over. She couldn't describe it...Lasting only two minutes, he pulled away, but only enough to see her face. He stared down into her sparkling, purple eyes, and he whispered the one thing he could give her. The one thing no one else could give her...The one thing she wanted more than anything else..."Love."
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Tammi: Ok, review, please. This was my first one-shot ever, and I had a fun time writing it. Ok, tell me whether you hated it or liked it. Sayonara, everyone.