Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! I sure wish I did though… Wah. But I own Crystal (A.K.A Likra) and her jackal Kanika. :D

AN: …Onwards, so you can laugh at my poor humor.

Chapter Two: Don't Touch Me!

"Stop moving, Bakura!" Likra screeched angrily.

"This is degrading." He replied, propping his head up against his hand.

Likra huffed. "Shut up, I'm trying to help you." She grabbed a cloth that she had wet in the water she boiled. "Don't move, this may sting a bit."

"Fine, I can take it- OW! That hurts!" Bakura yelled when she applied the cloth to his back. The sapphire-eyed girl bullied her new companion into taking off the top part of his tunic so she could wash out his wounds. It was her fault they had sand in them since she dragged him in the desert sand to the oasis, so she felt it was her duty to clean them out.

At first he was hesitant and uncomfortable with taking the top part of his tunic off in front of a girl he barely knew, but she told him that if he didn't they would get infected and then it would be even worse. So he agreed through gritted teeth.

"Sorry, but it has to be done." Likra said knowingly to him. "Hold still." She wiped a long, red gash he had running through his mid-back, and watched as Bakura winced.

"I hate you right now."

She chuckled at his insult. "Hate you too." She continued on getting sand off his back, and listened to his pathetic insults.

"Is insulting me really making the pain go away?" Likra asked while going through a small gash that had a lot of sand in it.

Bakura winced a bit, and then let out a soft groan. "I guess. It's keeping me from focusing on the pain you're causing me, idiot."

"Can't you come up with new ones?" Likra asked, feeling rather bored with his current choices of insults.

There was a slight pause between the two of them, before the white-haired boy replied. "No."

"Good," She replied while dragging the cloth through a deep cut. "That way we're both on the same level of insults as each other. I don't like being outdone."

Bakura had screamed when she went through that deep cut. "Idiot woman, that hurts!"

Likra said with a small little giggle. "Take it like a man. You're almost done, you baby." She insulted him with a chuckle.

"I still hate you."

She ran her towel through his back again and listened to him whimper. "Hm-Hm, I'm sure you do."

After Likra's dirty work was done, her hands were red with dried liquid. Bakura hadn't bled too much, but sand was a demon when it was in wounds. She hadn't been pleased with all the dried blood on her hands, she had always been germaphobic, but she was glad to know that it wasn't hers this time. Kanika had slept through of all of Bakura's insults, whimpers, and screams. She was actually still asleep and twitching.

Likra was washing her hands when Bakura came up and sat next to her.

"You said you had a wound too, right? Because I think I deserve payback."

Likra's mouth opened in shock, and she shot up, and screamed. "Don't touch me!"

"But it's only fair!" Bakura chased after her when she began to sprint around the oasis.

"I said, don't touch me!"

"I'm gonna get you! And I'll get my payback!"

Likra let out a loud squeal when Bakura almost grabbed her by her hair. "I told you not to touch me!"

Soon Kanika woke up and joined the fray, scampering and barking beside Likra. But when Bakura tugged on Likra's soft, honey brown hair, Kanika stopped in her tracks, turned around and snarled before jumping straight at Bakura's leg with her sharp canine teeth very visible.

"I really do hate you."

"I warned you not to touch me."

"Apparently you gained favor with Anubis."

"Maybe he'll protect us in this desert. Or maybe just me."

"Maybe you should train that mutt not to bite your companion."

Likra's heart leapt into her throat. Did-Did he just call himself my companion? Likra had already started viewing him as her friend, but wasn't sure if he thought the same. She gave a small smile while she cleaned the two puncture marks in his leg.

"Why are you smiling, idiot?"

"No reason. Just a small thought."

"You actually think?"

She dug the cloth into his leg with that insult, and he yelped.

"Sorry. I still hate that dog, though."

"Jackal."

"Who cares?"

"Anubis does. Now shut up before I let it get infected."

There was a slight pause, and then both of the children laughed. Their echoes didn't make it across the desert, but it didn't matter, because they only had each other and Likra's jackal. But if they could laugh together, they could survive together.

And that's what they planned to do.

AN: Awww~! Cute seven-year-old Crystal and Bakura insulting each other! So little has changed in the past 3,000 years! This may be one of the rare happy chapters in the story, because… well… We all know how Bakura ended up. It's also incredibly short compared to my other works, simply because this story doesn't have to be long. It's cute anyways. But I'm pleased with this chapter, simply because I found it adorable. If you guys have cute ideas, post them up in a review or PM me. But I have my own ideas too, so your ideas may not fit in. My apologies. And Rya, I hope this helps your writer's block on Ruins Tide! Review on your way out everyone! Toodles~! 3 *gets pushed out of the way by Crystal*

Crystal: Hey readers! I hope you enjoyed this chapter, it was fun for me to remember that. It was so… peaceful… But next time: When push comes to shove, Bakura and I are forced to leave the oasis! Will we be able to survive in the Pharaoh's city as I did when I was young? Or will we perish as our former lives had? *dramatic pause* Anyways, I'm sure Luna told you that you can send in ideas for little anecdotes between the important parts of my story. Just remember, don't flood us with happy ones! I mean, yes, we were happy at some points, but not all the time! And don't drown us with emo stuff either. Anyways, just review! Sayonara, everyone!