qg: hello readers!
hiei: oh, ra. she's back.
qg: yes, i am. go me, go. go me, go!
(crickets chirp in the background)
qg: yes, well. i am back, very proud of myself, and i've brought with yet another story. since fanfiction deleted my smoothie story, i've been trying to think up other humor-related ideas and this is one of them.
hiei: the only one, no doubt.
qg: yes, probably. and anyone who cares to know, i am updating endless nightmare: rebirth an itsy bitsy bit, but it is still going rather slowly, so don't expect to much. so anyways, enjoy this fic!
disclaimer: i don't own yugioh.
Chapter One- You suck
"Dammit!" the spirit of the ring's angered voice roared as he broke another plate at his host's house. "Why does the damn pharaoh from the damn puzzle always have the damn gall to beat me whenever he damn-well pleases?! Why dammit?!" Bakura dropped another breakable item which this time happened to be an antique collectible plate. He was even more angered when he didn't hear it shatter against the floor.
"Yami-sama, stop! You're breaking everything in the house!" Ryou had lept into the room, and caught the plate before it broke.
"That's the point!" Bakura bellowed, which made Ryou run under the table for cover, "That pharaoh beat me again!! Don't you know that?!"
Ryou held tightly to the table's legs and yelled back as though talking next to a hurricane, "Yes! I heard! Along with the rest of the block!!" Ryou steadied his grip on the table leg's and continued, "Why don't you try some deceitful trick next time!! You are a thief, right?!"
Bakura answered in the same tone of voice, "You're right!! Why on earth don't I listen to you more often?! That's sheer brilliance!! I should tell Marik!!" He began out the door.
"Thank you for not breaking anything else!!"
Bakura turned and saw the plate he'd tried to wreck earlier that Ryou caught. Grinning sadistically, he gave it a little push off the counter, "You're welcome!!" and ran to see Marik.
Technically, Bakura didn't like Marik that much, but he had his thief honor, which said 'the more the merrier when being anti-Yami'. Bakura got to Marik's house in about ten minutes because he was so happy that he passed it five times. "Hello Marik?" the spirit ran into the house, not thinking about the doorbell.
"What…" Marik asked groggily from just waking up.
"We're going to defeat Yami!" Bakura laughed triumphantly.
"That's nice," yawned the Egyptian blonde, "Now can I go back to bed?"
"I'm serious!"
"Not for nothing Bakura, but you're plans never seem to work. You suck," Marik said tacklessly.
The albino rolled his eyes, "And yours are so much better. Come on, what have we got to lose?"
"Our minds to the shadow realm?" asked Marik.
"Like that hasn't happened before," Bakura sighed sarcastically.
Marik shrugged, "So, what is you're plan?"
"Blackmail."
hiei: you know what?
qg: what?
hiei: i think i prefered you gone.