A/n: Hey! Sorry I took so freakin' long to update…The teachers were being eeeevil…I had to wake up really early just to write. Anyway, here's the sequel I promised you. I hope you don't mind that it's written in Japanese format…The dub is the bane of my existence and I don't really want to have anything to do with it…
If you haven't read Worthy of You before, read it. Just click my name up there. You might get confused if you don't.
Disclaimer: Don't own nothing. Wow…my grammar's getting really bad.
Pairings: Yaoi and Yuri. You have been warned. Bakura/Yami, Malik/Ryou, Mai/Anzu, Seto/Jou
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Bakura sat at the television, lazily flipping through the channels. Yami was curled up with his head in Bakura's lap, sleeping peacefully. Bakura looked down at his lover with adoring eyes. He brushed a blonde bang out of the pharaoh's calm looking face. Yami mumbled something incoherently and turned, opening his crimson eyes to meet Bakura's almond ones. Bakura smiled.
"Awake?"
"Not yet…" Yami mumbled. Bakura nudged him.
"Come on, Yami. Time to get up."
"Aww…" Yami whined. "But I'm comfy like this!" He closed his eyes, but they shot open the moment he felt Bakura's soft lips against his. He kissed back and closed his eyes again. They were still in a deep liplock when Ryou and Malik walked into the house.
Yami and Bakura looked up when Ryou cleared his throat. Malik was grinning and Ryou was hiding a smile. He handed Bakura a white envelope.
"This was in the mail today. It's for you." He told him. Bakura took the envelope and blinked confusedly down at it. Ryou shrugged. "We'll be at Malik's, okay?" Without looking up, the tomb robber nodded. Ryou and Malik left.
Yami sat up and peered at the envelope in Bakura's hands. "What is it, 'Kura?" he wondered. Bakura shrugged.
"I never get mail. I wonder who would send me something?"
The envelope was white and in large black letters read 'Bakura'. The two stared at it for a white before Yami said impatiently, "Well? Are you going to open it?" Bakura snapped out of his trance.
"Huh? Oh, yeah." He carefully lifted up the flap and removed the letter.
Dear Tomb Robber,
Roses are red
My tears are blue
Stay away from Yami
Before I get you.
- XXangel
When Bakura didn't say anything, Yami snatched the paper from his hand. He read through it quickly with wide eyes.
"W-what's this?" he asked. Bakura shook his head.
"I have no idea." He frowned. "Someone wants you, that's for sure. But I don't know who…" Yami looked at the signature.
"XXangel." He said. "I wonder who that is…" Bakura took the note from the pharaoh's hand and stuffed it into his jean pocket.
"Let's just forget about the whole thing. It's probably just a childish prank, anyway." The thief stated. But something in his mind told him that he shouldn't forget it. He was right.
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(( One week later… ))
Yuugi ran out of the school building and over to the gates, where his friends were waiting. He grinned when he reached them. "I'm so glad the finals are finally over!" he exclaimed. Jou, with Seto's arm around his waist, grinned back at his best friend.
"Me too! I think I failed every one of them." He said proudly. Seto rolled his eyes.
"Jou-chan, I don't think you're supposed to be happy about that." Seto commented. Joey scowled and poked his boyfriend.
"What would you know about failing, Mr. Genius?"
"Well, puppy, Mr. Genius knows all." Seto replied, smirking.
"Your puppy." Joey corrected. Seto grinned.
"My puppy."
Honda rolled his eyes. "Please don't go lovey-dovey on me." He faked a gag. Jou and Seto mock-glared at him. Anzu and Ryou sighed. Mai and Malik didn't go to school. Malik didn't see the point and Mai was already out of college. Yuugi didn't say anything, but tried to keep a smile plastered on his face.
The group soon arrived at the Game Shop, where Mai and Malik were talking with each other. They looked up when the door closed. Ryou and Anzu instantly ran to them. Malik raised an eyebrow when Ryou hugged him. He glanced at Mai, who was under the same predicament.
"I see what you mean." He said, wrapping his tanned arms around Ryou. Mai kissed Anzu on the cheek and nodded.
"Told you."
Ryou and Anzu looked at each other, confused. "What are you talking about, Mai?" Anzu asked. Mai shook her head.
"Nothing. Malik and I were just discussing some things."
"…Okay." Anzu replied. "If you say so."
"Hello, kids. Welcome back." greeted Sugoroku, coming in to see them, holding a big box of toys.
"Hello!" The group of teenagers chorused. Sugoroku started walking back to where he was putting up the toys on their shelves when he dropped them all. Toys and small items of all sizes tumbled out, scattering all over the floor. Sugoroku rubbed his head sheepishly.
"Oops." He looked at his grandson and his friends. "Can you kids help me pick all this stuff up? If you don't, I'll probably be here all afternoon cleaning this up." Yuugi, Honda, Jou, and Anzu agreed instantly. Malik, Mai, and Seto were more reluctant, but bent down to help all the same.
Yuugi knelt down and picked up some strange new toys that had come in, finding among them a silver pen. He held it up.
"Hey!" he said. Sugoroku turned to his beloved grandson.
"Yes, Yuugi?"
"Can I have this pen?" he asked. "Onegai? [Please?]" Solomon shrugged.
"I never ordered that. I don't know how it got in there. But fine, you can keep it." he said kindly, picking up a bright orange rubber ball with various numbers on it and throwing it into the cardboard box. Yuugi grinned and pocketed his new pen.
"Arigatou!" He then proceeded to continue to pick up the scattered toys.
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Seto sighed as he sat at his desk, doing some paperwork. The group had hung out for a bit at the Game Shop, then they slowly left. Jou was taking Shizuka to the doctor for an annual eye checkup, so that left him by his self to do some work. He sighed as he read through a complaint from a customer who had tried out one of the RPG games produced by KaibaCorp.
He quickly wrote a response, but got stuck in the middle of it. He groaned when he realized that his favorite black pen had run out of ink. He scratched his head, trying to remember how it ran out. He hadn't been using it lately…Oh! Last week, he had written a note with it. I remember now. Great…Now I don't have a black pen anymore.
Of all his splendors and riches, Seto Kaiba only owned one black pen. He always bought blue pens…because, well, he liked that color! His secretaries, advisors, managers, they all used blue pens. And that black pen was what made him superior to them. He called for his secretary and told her to go out and buy a smooth black pen.
Then he leaned back in his chair and waited for his sign of superiority to show up.
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Yami snuggled closer to his love, whispering something incoherently in his sleep. Bakura smiled in his sleep and hugged Yami closer to him, laying his head on top of Yami's. Then there was a quiet thud as the window of Bakura's bedroom slid open and someone dressed in black and hidden in the shadows climbed in.
Yami's eyes shot open. He watched as whoever it was tiptoed to the bedstand next to the tomb robber and placed an envelope there. He moved a little closer to Bakura and saw the figure turn around at the sound. He closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, while listening attentively.
The messenger, or whatever he (or she) was, looked around the room. I swear I heard something…The figure shook his head, wondering if he was only imagining things. He (or she) climbed carefully out the window again, being careful to shut the window. Then, whoever it was quickly ran home as fast as their feet could carry them.
Back in the bedroom, Yami's crimson eyes snapped open. What was that? He stared at the blank white ceiling. Whoever that was…came here for one purpose. To deliver that letter.
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A/n: Um. I have no idea what to say. You tell me. Good, bad, stupid, uninteresting…? I want to know. And those of you who were regular reviewers of Worthy of You, I hope you like this one! I know it's not as angsty…
And tell me if you guys have any idea who it is. I hope I didn't give anything away. Actually, knowing me, I did. -_-;;
Review, onegai.