Heyas guys! I'm back! (Everyone: NOOOOOoooo. . . ) Hehe n_n I already have
a plot. Yay! It will be as much fun and drama and fluff and. . . oh well,
you'll see. I better get started.
Mariku: You'd better, that's right.
Voice: Right, that's our special guest today: It's Mariku!
Mariku: o.O
Voice: *grins* I've got plans with you. . . *hugs Malik meanwhile*
Malik: x_x
Ryou: So cute together. ^^
Bakura: Not as cute as you are. *hugs Ryou*
Voice: Group hug!!
Everyone: . . .
Voice: -.-
*~*
Ryou's POV
Hi everyone! My name's Bakura Ryou, but I guess most of you know that already; I told you about my life already, did I. Two years ago. . . it's the year 2089 now. About my life how it got after I joined this one organisation. About my new life, my new job, my new friends, and my new love. . .
"Bakura!!!"
Right, that's the one! Funny that he looks so much like me; I sometimes think it's some kind of self-love. Bakura. My mentor, my trainer, and my lover. The one yelling was his older step-sister Isis, by the way, she's twenty-three. Bakura must've done something particularly bad, because she doesn't often raise her voice. She's always so calm.
Crash.
"OW!"
Oh dear. . . someone has knocked over Malik. Malik's Isis' younger brother, he's eighteen and one year older than me. They had another brother, Mariku, he would be twenty by now like Bakura is since it was their birthday last month, but. . . he died two years ago. It was very tragic, he had been granted a body in the end to say good-bye to the ones he loved. They're all from Egypt. Isis brought them up since she was twelve or something, because their families, one of the last humans in Egypt, died. Maybe that's why she never freaks out.
"What the hell is going on here?!"
Oh, a fourth voice, yelling over Isis' grumbling, Malik's whining and Bakura's sniggering. Kaiba Seto's, our boss. I stroll out of my room on the corridor where everyone is, and see one of Seto's most expensive vases on the floor, shattered, Malik sitting dazed within the shards. Isis holds Bakura by one ear; he's smirking at me and throws me a wink. I'm always blushing when he does that. He was grumble and quiet guy when I first met him, but on my second day he already protected me, that's why he has a scar in his left shoulder. Isis tightens her grip on my love's ear, and I smile sympathetically at him when his smile turns into a pained expression before I help Malik up.
"Oh, hey Ryou-chan!"
"What happened?"
"Your boyfriend knocked me over.", he pouts, and I can't help but smile. It always sounds so nice when someone calls Bakura 'my boyfriend'. It's sounding nice the other way around, too.
"Then I must apologize for him, since he has his mouth occupied at the moment.", I say, smirking at Bakura who's biting his lower lip in pain, glaring up at his older sister. Seto's gaze settles on the white-haired Egyptian.
"You'll work without payment then since you paid my vase.", Seto says, still dazed as it seems. Seto's twenty-one by now. And he's much more powerful then he was when I first met him; his company, at least his legal one, is increased over the whole world.
"I already do that, Kaiba.", Bakura grumbles, trying to pry Isis' hand off, "Or do you want me to live on the street until I paid my dues?"
"Maybe I will do that", Seto glares. Suddenly, two slim arms snake around his waist from behind, and the smiling face of a pretty, reddish brown- haired girl peers around him.
"Heyas, Seto-chan!"
That's Jounouchi Shizuka, nineteen, Seto's fiancée. Seto only groans at his cheery girlfriend.
"Yeah I love you too", she beams, then turns to me. "Ryou-chan, you're coming? You promised to go shopping with us today, remember?"
Now it's Bakura's turn to grin at me. He adjusted to everyone calling me 'Ryou-chan', that's just because I'm the youngest. It's kinda nice though, everyone's protecting you and hugging you and cuddling with you. . . oh crap, I sound like a kitten. Anyways. Shopping with the girls. I follow Shizuka downstairs and am pulled into a tight hug by two pairs of arms. One belongs to Kujaku Mai, Shizuka's brother's girlfriend around twenty with long blonde locks and amethyst eyes. She's quite a beauty. I'm surprised to see her, because she belongs to our 'Ex-enemies' as Seto calls it; he refuses to call them 'friends' either.
The other pair belongs to one of my best friends, Mazaki Anzu. I think she's pretty though she doesn't have that causal, elegant beauty that Mai beholds. She's got brown hair which is trimmed on shoulder-length now for it was very long before, and bright blue eyes. She's related to Seto somehow, too, but I forgot how. They're more friends than relatives. It was Seto, too, who helped her over the crisis she had when her cousin was murdered in front of her eyes, along with Bakura, because hr cousin was his girlfriend once. He did love her very much, I think, but I just once saw a picture of her. Her name was Kristin, she had the same blue eyes Anzu had, but her hair was blue-ish. Yami killed her when she was about to leave him, after she had left Bakura for Yami or something like that; anyways, Anzu had spent some time in a mental institution after that incident, and after the one two years ago, she had been locked up for five months.
I visited her a few times along with Bakura, but she didn't recognize me. She only held on to my boyfriend all the time, crying without a sound and smiling sadly, a complete inner wreck. Anzu once told me, after she had returned to us:
"When I was younger, I was afraid of some girl around he same age as me, faceless, but grinning insanely and dripping with blood, a knife in her right hand. Now I am this girl, about to murder my sanity."
I was shocked about that, because she told me willingly about her thoughts and fears though I was young and easily scared.
Now, I'm released finally, I can breathe again and smile at Mai politely as she's grinning and messing with my hair.
"Hey there Ryou-chan. How are you?"
"Quite well, Mai-san. How about you?"
She just smiles at me. With Mai's hover-car, we're approaching the mall, and. . .
No! NOO!! Not in there! The girls walk towards a store. An underwear store. Girl's underwear. I'm not going in there!!
"Aw c'mon Ryou-chan", Shizuka grins.
"Yeah, it won't taint your virginal eyes just by looking at some lingerie.", Mai grins, too.
Feh, so I am virginal. What do they know anyways? I know Bakura can wait, for he does already, and I'm not ready quite ye-
"You're not arguing with yourself again, Ryou. Do you.", Anzu asks.
"Erm. . . no?"
I sit down on a bench outside the store, waiting for them. Not about ten or twenty zombies could get me in there! Nervously I feel my fingers fondle with the weapon hanging on my belt, covered with my jacket. I'm never going out without it since someone tried to kill me. Bakura protected me that time; and a few other times as well. I just want to be independent sometimes. I didn't learn to use that thing for nothing, you know.
But I don't need it, really, for the girl's I'm with at the moment are trained assassins since at least four or five years. Though I'm feeling like we've been watched all the time. . . but then again, the girls really ARE pretty, so all the guys are staring at them.
And at me, for once because most of them think I'm pretty myself (perverts, I tell you!), or they think I'm to be envied because Anzu and Mai have their arms locked with mine. Yes, they're actually back. With bags of lingerie. I don't even want to know what kinds of those things they've bought for me. They always make those jokes, they're not even funny! And it's always me who ends up in girl's underwear on parties!
But I can't lose this feeling of paranoia, though I don't want to interrupt Anzu's rare happiness. Yes she's actually happy. Why should she not, you ask? Well, for one reason, she once was disappointed by Yami who had been her boyfriend then killed her dearest cousin. And, second reason, because she had been madly in love with Mariku, who had been in love with her too. He had told that he loved her, but he never got her reply, because she responded when he was gone already, after their first and only kiss.
Aw, stores and stores and more stores. . . I'm going insane!!
*~*
Hmm, quite funny, a bit of a summary from Paper Flowers. Anyways. The second chapter will be fun, too. See ya soon ^___^ Oh, and tell me if it's worth to continue, okay?
Mariku: You'd better, that's right.
Voice: Right, that's our special guest today: It's Mariku!
Mariku: o.O
Voice: *grins* I've got plans with you. . . *hugs Malik meanwhile*
Malik: x_x
Ryou: So cute together. ^^
Bakura: Not as cute as you are. *hugs Ryou*
Voice: Group hug!!
Everyone: . . .
Voice: -.-
*~*
Ryou's POV
Hi everyone! My name's Bakura Ryou, but I guess most of you know that already; I told you about my life already, did I. Two years ago. . . it's the year 2089 now. About my life how it got after I joined this one organisation. About my new life, my new job, my new friends, and my new love. . .
"Bakura!!!"
Right, that's the one! Funny that he looks so much like me; I sometimes think it's some kind of self-love. Bakura. My mentor, my trainer, and my lover. The one yelling was his older step-sister Isis, by the way, she's twenty-three. Bakura must've done something particularly bad, because she doesn't often raise her voice. She's always so calm.
Crash.
"OW!"
Oh dear. . . someone has knocked over Malik. Malik's Isis' younger brother, he's eighteen and one year older than me. They had another brother, Mariku, he would be twenty by now like Bakura is since it was their birthday last month, but. . . he died two years ago. It was very tragic, he had been granted a body in the end to say good-bye to the ones he loved. They're all from Egypt. Isis brought them up since she was twelve or something, because their families, one of the last humans in Egypt, died. Maybe that's why she never freaks out.
"What the hell is going on here?!"
Oh, a fourth voice, yelling over Isis' grumbling, Malik's whining and Bakura's sniggering. Kaiba Seto's, our boss. I stroll out of my room on the corridor where everyone is, and see one of Seto's most expensive vases on the floor, shattered, Malik sitting dazed within the shards. Isis holds Bakura by one ear; he's smirking at me and throws me a wink. I'm always blushing when he does that. He was grumble and quiet guy when I first met him, but on my second day he already protected me, that's why he has a scar in his left shoulder. Isis tightens her grip on my love's ear, and I smile sympathetically at him when his smile turns into a pained expression before I help Malik up.
"Oh, hey Ryou-chan!"
"What happened?"
"Your boyfriend knocked me over.", he pouts, and I can't help but smile. It always sounds so nice when someone calls Bakura 'my boyfriend'. It's sounding nice the other way around, too.
"Then I must apologize for him, since he has his mouth occupied at the moment.", I say, smirking at Bakura who's biting his lower lip in pain, glaring up at his older sister. Seto's gaze settles on the white-haired Egyptian.
"You'll work without payment then since you paid my vase.", Seto says, still dazed as it seems. Seto's twenty-one by now. And he's much more powerful then he was when I first met him; his company, at least his legal one, is increased over the whole world.
"I already do that, Kaiba.", Bakura grumbles, trying to pry Isis' hand off, "Or do you want me to live on the street until I paid my dues?"
"Maybe I will do that", Seto glares. Suddenly, two slim arms snake around his waist from behind, and the smiling face of a pretty, reddish brown- haired girl peers around him.
"Heyas, Seto-chan!"
That's Jounouchi Shizuka, nineteen, Seto's fiancée. Seto only groans at his cheery girlfriend.
"Yeah I love you too", she beams, then turns to me. "Ryou-chan, you're coming? You promised to go shopping with us today, remember?"
Now it's Bakura's turn to grin at me. He adjusted to everyone calling me 'Ryou-chan', that's just because I'm the youngest. It's kinda nice though, everyone's protecting you and hugging you and cuddling with you. . . oh crap, I sound like a kitten. Anyways. Shopping with the girls. I follow Shizuka downstairs and am pulled into a tight hug by two pairs of arms. One belongs to Kujaku Mai, Shizuka's brother's girlfriend around twenty with long blonde locks and amethyst eyes. She's quite a beauty. I'm surprised to see her, because she belongs to our 'Ex-enemies' as Seto calls it; he refuses to call them 'friends' either.
The other pair belongs to one of my best friends, Mazaki Anzu. I think she's pretty though she doesn't have that causal, elegant beauty that Mai beholds. She's got brown hair which is trimmed on shoulder-length now for it was very long before, and bright blue eyes. She's related to Seto somehow, too, but I forgot how. They're more friends than relatives. It was Seto, too, who helped her over the crisis she had when her cousin was murdered in front of her eyes, along with Bakura, because hr cousin was his girlfriend once. He did love her very much, I think, but I just once saw a picture of her. Her name was Kristin, she had the same blue eyes Anzu had, but her hair was blue-ish. Yami killed her when she was about to leave him, after she had left Bakura for Yami or something like that; anyways, Anzu had spent some time in a mental institution after that incident, and after the one two years ago, she had been locked up for five months.
I visited her a few times along with Bakura, but she didn't recognize me. She only held on to my boyfriend all the time, crying without a sound and smiling sadly, a complete inner wreck. Anzu once told me, after she had returned to us:
"When I was younger, I was afraid of some girl around he same age as me, faceless, but grinning insanely and dripping with blood, a knife in her right hand. Now I am this girl, about to murder my sanity."
I was shocked about that, because she told me willingly about her thoughts and fears though I was young and easily scared.
Now, I'm released finally, I can breathe again and smile at Mai politely as she's grinning and messing with my hair.
"Hey there Ryou-chan. How are you?"
"Quite well, Mai-san. How about you?"
She just smiles at me. With Mai's hover-car, we're approaching the mall, and. . .
No! NOO!! Not in there! The girls walk towards a store. An underwear store. Girl's underwear. I'm not going in there!!
"Aw c'mon Ryou-chan", Shizuka grins.
"Yeah, it won't taint your virginal eyes just by looking at some lingerie.", Mai grins, too.
Feh, so I am virginal. What do they know anyways? I know Bakura can wait, for he does already, and I'm not ready quite ye-
"You're not arguing with yourself again, Ryou. Do you.", Anzu asks.
"Erm. . . no?"
I sit down on a bench outside the store, waiting for them. Not about ten or twenty zombies could get me in there! Nervously I feel my fingers fondle with the weapon hanging on my belt, covered with my jacket. I'm never going out without it since someone tried to kill me. Bakura protected me that time; and a few other times as well. I just want to be independent sometimes. I didn't learn to use that thing for nothing, you know.
But I don't need it, really, for the girl's I'm with at the moment are trained assassins since at least four or five years. Though I'm feeling like we've been watched all the time. . . but then again, the girls really ARE pretty, so all the guys are staring at them.
And at me, for once because most of them think I'm pretty myself (perverts, I tell you!), or they think I'm to be envied because Anzu and Mai have their arms locked with mine. Yes, they're actually back. With bags of lingerie. I don't even want to know what kinds of those things they've bought for me. They always make those jokes, they're not even funny! And it's always me who ends up in girl's underwear on parties!
But I can't lose this feeling of paranoia, though I don't want to interrupt Anzu's rare happiness. Yes she's actually happy. Why should she not, you ask? Well, for one reason, she once was disappointed by Yami who had been her boyfriend then killed her dearest cousin. And, second reason, because she had been madly in love with Mariku, who had been in love with her too. He had told that he loved her, but he never got her reply, because she responded when he was gone already, after their first and only kiss.
Aw, stores and stores and more stores. . . I'm going insane!!
*~*
Hmm, quite funny, a bit of a summary from Paper Flowers. Anyways. The second chapter will be fun, too. See ya soon ^___^ Oh, and tell me if it's worth to continue, okay?