Bakura FanFic
Bakura FanFic?!
--PROLOGUE—
Sora looked around the kitchen, then down at the broken plate in her hand. Maybe her parents hadn't heard.
Jonouchi was bored, and all of his friends were busy. He suddenly thought of his close cousin, Sora. He didn't live too far from her house. Jonouchi got up and ran out the door.
Sora was just abou to move to pick up the piece.
"WHAT WAS THAT?!" Her mother's voice, coming from the living room. Then came the footsteps, and both of her parents were in the kitchen. "YOU'VE JUST GOT TO BREAK SOMETHING, DON'T YOU?"
Sora wanted to tell them that it was an accident, but she knew what was coming. Her father bent down, and picked up the smaller, broken off piece.
Jonouchi knocked on the door. No answer. He went a little farther down the side of the house to the kitchen window in time to see the glass fly from his uncle's hand and cut deep into the side of Sora's face as it went by. Jonouchi was shocked. Sora'd never mentioned this to him, and she'd always just blamed her klutziness for the scars on her face.
"GO TO YOUR ROOM!" Sora's mother yelled at her. Sora did, to find her cousin Katsuya standing in front of the window.
"Katsuya!" Sora yelped quietly, only to be met with a rare hug from her cousin.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Jonouchi demanded.
"I-I-I was told…not to tell, that n-nobody would care…" Sora told him. He hugged her tighter, then let go.
"Get your stuff, your coming with me."
Sora nodded, and turned to her small dresser. She opened the top drawer, got out her mini-backpack and went to the second drawer, stuffed clothes in from here, then to the third drawer. From here she took a black book, opened it, and took out a card. She put this in a flat pocket in the front of her backpack. Sora stood up and turned to her cousin. Katsuya was normal height, but Sora reached up to just over his waist, though they were the same age.
Jonouchi winced at the fresh sight of the recent gash on his cousin's face. Jonouchi jumped out the window (one story), followed by Sora.
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It was just before noon when Sora and Jonouchi got to the Jonouchi home.
"I dunno how to take care of stuff like that, but I—" he was interrupted by the phone ringing. Jonouchi picked it up.
"Hello?...Oh, hi…Hey, do either of you have medical experience?... It's just a deep cut…yeah, it is…So, Bakura knows how? Okay. See ya." Jonouchi hung up, and turned to Sora. "Three of my friends are coming over, and one of them knows how to treat that cut of yours."
