"What do you mean, Kura?" Mariku asked looking at his friend. Ever since that night a few weeks ago Bakura had been acting diffrent. Since the night that Mariku had broken up with Bakura.
"You heard me. So does he?" Bakura turned toward him.
"I don't have to awnser to you." with that Mariku stood up and walked off.
"You don't understand Ryou! He's trying to replace me!" Bakura was curently pacing through the apartment. He was ranting to his small Hikari who was perched one the couch.
"Just explain it to me then!" Ryou growled sipping on his tea.
"We haven't even broken up officialy and yet there he goes getting busy in the back of Akefia's peice of shit car!" Bakura yelled picking up the vase and threw it at the wall. If shattered into peices.
"And?" Ryou asked taking another sip.
"And I'm second to none." Bakura yelled.
"And what makes you say that?" another sip.
"Well first of all I'm not some fucking boomerange" Bakura started.
"And hes gunna come crawling back and he's gunna be shit outta luck." Bakura smirked at the though.
Cuz he don't kiss the way I kiss And he don't rock the way I rock And he sure don't fuck the way I fuck
Bakura Was walking in a circle. This was all true. All he had to do was ask Ryou! Ryou had done all the above with both Bakura and Akefia!
"It's true." Ryou said standing, "How's he gunna replace first place with last place?"
"Ya know what Ryou. Maybe MY first place was standing infront of me the whole time and I was just seatling for second." Bakura got closer to Ryou.
He don't kiss the way you kiss (He don't got your lips)
He don't rock the way you rock (He don;t got your cock)
And he sure don't fuck the way you fuck (Now I'm up on my luck)
"Kura?" Ryou asked.
"Ryou, it's you. You my first place." Bakura said leaning in to kiss Ryou
