Thanks to you who read the first chapter and special thanks to you who reviewed!
All reviewers now get virtual cookies! *gives reviewers virtual cookies*
Before the story starts, I have some business to attend to. *turns to Bakura, who is
still tied up* Bakura, the reviewers have spoken and you are staying tied up.
Bakura: I will get you, reviewers. I will get you! *struggles against his ropes*
Amy: Oh shut up, Bakura! You've had your daily meal. What more do you
want?
Bakura: Actually, I would like to be untied from this chair!
Amy: Well, too bad, I don't feel like untying you
Ty: Will you two stop arguing? Amy, can you do the disclaimer please?
Amy: Fine. People, listen up. We don't own any of the people in this story, so don't
sue us because I will get out my dangerous objects and go ninja on your butts.
Ty: Ok, I'll stop stalling now. Onto the story!
Chapter 2: The Ride
Bakura woke up in a small cushioned chair with Marik staring at him.
"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty." Marik said, taking advantage of the fact that he was
one of the few people that could tease Bakura without ending up in a hospital.
"Hey. Where are we?" Bakura said sleepily, realizing that he didn't recognize the small,
strangely-shaped room with aisles of seats as far as he could see.
"We're on the plane to America, of course." Marik said unaware of Bakura's extreme
dislike of being on planes.
"WHAT?" Bakura screamed, which earned him an unseen glare from a flight
attendant.
"What? Do you have a problem with planes?" Marik asked confused.
"Yes, and Ryou knows that!" Bakura said, while his emotion changed from surprise to
slight anger toward his hikari.
"Oh! That's why Ryou wouldn't let me wake you until we were on the plane!" Marik
said.
"Ryou's going to suffer death by prank when we get to America!" Bakura said still angry.
"You're going to prank him! I get to help, right?" Marik asked excitedly.
"Of course you can help! But right now I need to just try to remain calm, so the flight
attendants don't lock me in the bathroom like they did last time. We'll plan Ryou's
demise later." Bakura stated, trying to remain calm.
"Why don't you like being in airplanes?" Marik questioned, realizing that he didn't see
any reason for Bakura to be uncomfortable, except for the kid lightly kicking the back of
his seat.
Bakura thought for a second, trying to figure out how to word his explanation, before
saying, "Well, you know how I am a kleptomaniac and sometimes I don't even realize
I'm stealing stuff."
Marik thought back to a few times when he saw Bakura pick-pocketing people without
actually paying attention and then said, "Yes, but what does that have to do with
airplanes?"
"Well most of the time I don't get caught, but, every once in a while, my body will
subconsciously steal things when it's too tired to do so without getting caught, so I
always look for some way to get out of an area small enough for people to search for me
in. When I'm on an airplane, there is no way out. I'm stuck here until the plane lands in
America." Bakura told him with slight worry in his voice.
"Well, luckily, you slept through most of it. We only have about ten more minutes until
we touch down in Sacramento, California." Marik told him.
"Okay." Bakura said retreating into his thoughts as Marik put his earphones in and began
to dance and lip-sing in his small airplane chair.
Bakura decided the best way to distract himself from his worries was to think about
Marik and possible ways to let him know he likes him.
Bakura sat and thought for seven minutes straight without coming up with any real ideas,
besides just go up and say it, which he would never do in a million years. For the last
three minutes of the flight, he gave up on thinking of ways and just decided to watch
Marik try (and fail) to lip-sing to the music coming from the earphones stuck firmly in his
ears.
Then the seatbelt light came on and the plane began to land, which freaked Bakura out
and caused him to grab Marik's hand without realizing it. Marik squeezed Bakura's hand
to remind him that he was okay and it was just the plane landing. Bakura blushed, which
was thankfully unnoticed by Marik, but kept a hold of Marik's hand until they had
landed.
Bakura got off the plane, unusually optimistic about living in a new country. He already
had a new prank to plan and his crush living next door to look forward to, but he realized
he was going to have school and Ryou's constant worrying about both of their grades to
deal with. He only had two more weeks of freedom before the annoyance of school and
Ryou's worrying started and he promised himself that he would make the best of it.
Well, there's the second chapter of my story up for your viewing pleasure. It wasn't
as cliffhanger-y as the last one, but it will do. Formatting is still annoying me, but at
least you can read it now.
Ty: Bakura, do you want to be untied now?
Bakura: *says sarcastically* No. I would rather sit here tied to this chair, even
though for the entire chapter I have been telling you to untie me.
Ty: Well, if you insist.
Bakura: *attempts to facepalm, but fails because his hands are tied behind the
chair*
Amy: Review because I said so and I think Ty said something about giving the
reviewers virtual cookies and cake or something like that.
Ty: Next one might not be up for a while because it's only partly written, but I got
all of the chapter up here in my brain. Things are easily lost there, but I'm sure the
chapter will turn up sooner or later. Just kidding.
Amy and Ty: Bye for now!