[This story hasn't been on here for very long and people are already reading it, makes me wanna post more. :)]
ALRIGHT! Watch yourself this shit is gonna go fast.
~~~~~Begin!~~~~~
Ryou's POV
"Who are you?" I asked the demon leaning in the doorway,
"Wait, you can see me?" He asked, completely ignoring my question,
"Yes! Now who are you?"
"I'm a demon."
"I didn't say what, I said who."
"Name's Bakura, yours?"
"Ryou."
"How many people are going to be living in my house with you?"
"Three other people. Wait, your house?"
He moved from the doorway to the window next to me so he could look out. I turned to see what was going on out side. My Mother and Father were unloading the truck while my sister, Princess, wasn't doing anything. I'm not surprised, though I would have been if she was helping. My parents don't really care about me, they wanted a girl but they got me. From what I heard they would have kept going till they got a girl, just so they could spoil her rotten and call her "Princess", in this case, that's literally what happened. They spoiled her so much she thinks she's better than everyone else. I wouldn't be surprised if she's a bully at school, she certainly is one to me.
"I've been in this house ever since it was built." He finally stated, "That little girl looks like a brat." He added,
"You're not wrong." I mumbled out,
"I never am." He stated, it was probably true, "I hope you don't mind if I give them a few good scares."
"Go right ahead." I told him before turning and walking away to go and get my stuff,
"This is going to be your room, right?" He called after me,
"Like you said, you're never wrong." I called back,
(Time skip to when his room is finished cause I'm a lazy ass bitch.)
Finally, I thought, my room is finished. It had taken at least five hours to get everything situated in my room. It didn't take as long as I thought it would because Bakura helped me.
"So only I can see you?" I asked as I sat down on my bed,
"Yep. Your one of the very few people that can actually see ghosts, demons, and devils. Psychics can only sense us, but they can't actually see us like you can." He explained,
"That's actually really cool, now that I think about it." I said, very interested,
"Yes, it is, cause now I finally have someone to talk to." He smiled at me, and I couldn't help but notice that he had two fangs in his mouth, they weren't as large as you would think, they didn't stick out of his mouth, but they definitely where there.
I couldn't help but smile back.
(Time skip to dinner cause I'm still a lazy bitch.)
We were all sitting around the table eating steak and potatoes. (I'm hungry.) And Bakura was leaning on the wall to my left. (Random, I know, just deal with it.) My Dad was on the other side of the table from me. Princess was on the left of the table and Mom was on the right.
Bakura pushed off the wall and knocked Princess's spoon off the table. She, of course, bent over to pick it up and put it back on the table.
Bakura pushed it off again.
This happened five more times before Dad decided to try something. He had Princess put the spoon back on the table then take a few steps back while he was recording with a camera. I watched as Bakura walked over and whipped the spoon off the table.
The look on everyone's faces was priceless. Bakura started laughing loudly as they did this multiple times with him continuously whipping the spoon off the table every time without fail.
I had to hide my smile due to the fact that I was in direct sight of the camera.
"Should I stop?" Bakura asked me, and I responded with a small smile and a slight nod of my head.
Man if it was going to be this entertaining I should've asked Bakura to do this earlier.
~~~~~~End!~~~~~~
See! It did go fast! I'm gonna go get some food now.
-BYE BITCHES!
[Feel free to R&R! Thanks you amazing sons of bitches!]
