Hello again. I know these are short, but they're only side stories so I hope you all read the main one, Melvin Ishtar: American Idol. Once Ghostfairy gets power back, its gonna be posted. Pinky swear. Like, any minute now. Heehee! Well, this parody is kinda sad... Sorry about that. But I felt it was necessary. Plus I just absolutely LOVE this song.
I do not own Yugioh, American Idol, Or the song 'Bleed' by Hot Chelle Rae.
Chapter 4: Bleed
It was a few days after the 'hit me baby one more time' incident, and Bakura was laying in the bed in his hotel room, staring up at the ceiling. He had made it to the top ten, so he should've been at least a little happy, but he was just deep in thought.
'I... am an idiot.'
He was still thinking to himself, referring to the way he couldn't tell Marik how he felt.
'And I'm still in such a mushy mood. Ugh. This feels disgusting.'
Then he spotted a pen and notepad on the small table next to his bed.
'I've heard writing is a good way to let out emotions... Eh, it wouldn't hurt to try, right?'
He put in his earbuds and hit shuffle, and the perfect song came on.
'This should be easy to write about...'
A few minutes later, Bakura was done.
'Well, that was simple. And I actually feel back to normal!'
He crumpled up the paper and tossed it to the floor, figuring the maids would throw it away. He then felt his stomache growl, so he left his room to get some food. With thoughts of near-raw steak occupying his mind, he didnt realize he didn't close the door all the way.
Marik was running down the hall towards Bakuras room at breakneck speed. He slammed open Bakuras slightly ajar door and screamed
"FLUFFY! I HAVE THE BEST IDEA EVER! All we need is 17 cactuses, 14 apple pies, and a rubber duck! ...Kitty?"
To Mariks dismay, his albino partner-in-crime was nowhere to be seen.
"What the EFF! Idiot Fluffy, leaving his door open and his friggin ipod on his bed for the world to steal!"
He picked it up to see what song Bakura was last listening to.
"'Bleed' by Hot Chelle Rae? Huh... I didn't think Bakura had a soft side..."
He hit play, and then he saw a piece of paper crumpled up on the floor.
"What's this?" He said to himself.
He opened it up, and he realized it was different lyrics to the song. He read it in time with the song playing in his ear.
I'll feel like I'm falling into darkness
The shadow realm coats me in black
This is my life anew
If Melvin takes over you
And I cannot get you back
My freezing heart bleeds on this paper for you-
What you won't see and I can't say
I'm dying here
'Cause I can't say what I need to
My heart is beating just for you
I always dreamed about that moment
And I just let it slip away
I stood there petrified
As I looked in your eyes
And I just fell back in the ring
My freezing heart bleeds on this paper for you-
What you won't see and I cant say
I'm dying here
I just can't say what I need to
My near-dead heart lives just for you
And it's all here in
Black and white and red
For all the times
These words were nearly said
I bleed my heart out on this paper for you
You'll never know just how I feel
I'm dying here
Cause life's not worth living without you
I bleed my heart out just for you
I bleed my heart out just for you.
Marik ripped out the earbuds and just stared at the paper, while he had an internal battle with himself.
'He must have wrote this for the fangirls... but then why would he throw it away, its really good...(1) So was this just for himself? Why would he do that?'
It took a minute for him to process all this, until he came to the correct conclusion.
'Bakura... these are his true feelings? And that time the other day, he was trying to tell me he... liked me?' He felt his face heat up. 'But he's a cat... Well no he's not, actually, he's just really cute and has really soft hair and purrs when I pet him and DID I JUST THINK HE WAS CUTE? He's not cute! He's pale and sexy and...' Marik's mind was spinning.
'Do I like him back?'
The question went unanswered in his mind.
'Well I mean, he's evil, and I'm evil. And we're both extremely attractive. And I feel sad when we're not together. And I HATE when he sings those romantic songs for his fan-girls... Does that mean I like him back?'
He looked down at the paper in his hand and stuffed it in his pocket. Then he put the ipod back where he found it and left the room, making sure to close the door. He passed by the maid in the hallway, glad that Bakura would probably think that she threw away the paper.
He then went back to his own hotel room to sort out his thoughts.
(1) I'm not praising myself, I swear. I just needed to give Marik a reason to think its not for the fangirls.
Thanks again for reading, reviewing, following, and favoriting! It puts a smile on my face every time I see that someone enjoys my story. Also, please shoot me some song suggestions, I'm kinda stuck on what to do next... Heheh well thanks again!
- Dynamite and Soup
