Chapter Four.
Kuraki's POV.
My eyes opened and focused on a white ceiling. Huh? I thought. But…I swear Aki's and my bedroom ceiling is black…?
I sat up and came to the realization that I was not in my room. I blinked in confusion, and my jaw dropped. I was in Ryou and Bakura's room.
What the hell?
I was about ready to get up and start ranting and raving, when I was suddenly thrown into 'Awwhh!' mode; Ryou was sleeping silently in the bed next to the one I woke up in.
He looks so cute!
Quietly as I could, I snuck over to the side of his bed and pushed a piece of his hair out of his pale face. I smiled and pulled his covers over his should and crept silently out of the room.
I would keep that picture in my thoughts forever. It was just too cute. That doesn't sound creepy or anything, does it? Yeah, it probably does…Well, my inner bitch came back when I saw Bakura sprawled out on the couch, watching 'Unsolved Mysteries' on the TV. I cut my eyes at him, then smirked and snuck into the kitchen.
If the Wicked Witch of the West melted under water, what would happen to a demon that escaped from the pits of Hell?
Glass of water in hand, I crept up behind Bakura (who's back was towards the living room entrance). I stood behind him, ready for attack. I had the cup just over his damn head and—
"Pour that on me and I will have you on the floor before you can scream and beg for mercy." Bakura said threateningly.
I put the glass down and put a hand on my hip. "Is that a threat or a promise?"
He tilted his head back over the arm of the couch. "Both," he said with a smirk.
I scoffed. "Cha, okay." I turned to leave, and found myself pinned to the wall as if the cops had caught me.
"Doubt me now?" Bakura whispered in my ear.
Third Person's POV.
"Doubt me now?" Bakura whispered in Kuraki's ear. She struggled against his grip, but could barely move. He had her wrists pinned firmly to the wall, and then turned her to face him.
Bakura had looked her over countless times already, but it still didn't seem like the girl he once knew. Why in Ra's name would she suddenly go by 'Kuraki'? Did she want to be captured?
Maybe that explains the disguise.
But why has she been so shifty? One second she has no clue who Bakura is and can't fight a fly with the reflexes of a dead cat, another she's being mysterious as though she does know. She confuses Bakura. To absolutely no extent, she confuses him.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Kuraki barely said as Bakura kept her pinned to the wall. Was that…was that a hint of an accent in her tone? Bakura could barely tell. She spoke so low.
Is she…is she actually afraid? Bakura thought. No, not the girl I know. …Or knew…whichever it is.
He almost answered her, when he saw it. Yes, that was it; the glint in her eyes. Behind the blue, there it laid.
"Take your contacts out." He told her.
Kuraki was astonished. The clerk at the store said it'd be physically impossible for anyone to tell that they were contacts! How could he have known?
"I kind of need my hands and arms for that." She knew she was defeated. The wig was already off, now it was just her eyes.
Slowly, Bakura let the thin girl go and followed her to the bathroom. He watched as she carefully began to remove her contact lenses.
"I'm surprised that Ryou is still asleep." Kuraki said as she placed her left lens into its case. "He looks adorable asleep."
I swear she has the accent! Bakura thought violently. His thoughts kept confusing him. Or was it just the girl?
"Must be having a girl in the same room that gives him a peace of mind to sleep," replied Bakura.
"Couldn't blame him. Sharing a room with you? It's a wonder that the poor boy can sleep at all." She placed the other one in its case, and blinked to focus her eyes. Kuraki sighed and faced Bakura with a look of, 'Well,-here-you-go.-You-won.-…Asshole.'
Bakura looked her over again and felt triumphant. Yes, he was right all along. Of course he had been, he was never wrong! Why would he be about her of all people? He went to say her name like he used to, when he sensed Ryou would awake soon. He told Kuraki this and she insisted on making breakfast.
"Luce…" He murmured as she headed to the kitchen. "My darling Luce…"
Kuraki's POV.
Closing the fridge door with my hip, I went back to the scrambled eggs I was making. I smiled as I put some cheese onto them, just like how my American friend Laura taught me. (A/N: My friend does that too. That's where the idea comes from. So even though I know she won't read this, it still goes out to her(;)
The toast popped and I buttered them, and then plated everything as I sang 'The Kill' by 30 Seconds to Mars.
"I'm not running, from you.
Come, break me down
Bury me, bury me!
I am finished, with you!
Look, in my eyes,
You're killing me, killing me!
All I wanted was you!" I smiled again and got the drinks to pour – a little juice and milk should be good.
"Come, break me down.
Break me down.
Break me down…
What if I wanted to break?
What if I,
What if I,
What if I,
What if I,
Bury me,
Bury me…"
I felt like a waitress as I carried the two trays of food. I smiled as I handed Bakura his, who looked at me puzzled.
"You didn't poison it, did you?" He questioned.
"Yes, Bakura. I did. You caught me. I keep Arsenic in my pocket and dumped it onto your breakfast." I rolled my eyes. "Just shut up and don't say I never gave you anything."
He muttered a 'thanks' and I went to give Ryou his. I opened the door just as Ryou was waking up. I smiled big.
"Good morning, Ryou!" I said.
He blinked in surprise. "Good morning, Kuraki."
"Here, I made breakfast." I handed him the tray. "I hope you like it."
I went to leave, when he called me back. I asked him if something was the matter.
"N-not really…Well, I'm sorry about Bakura. He's reckless and—"
"Hey," I looked at him sincerely with a gentle smile, "Bakura's nothing I can't handle. And if you ever need me, just call for me."
Ryou smiled. "Thank you, Kuraki."
"Anytime, Ryou." I gave him a hug, which I could tell he liked; he liked having someone around who accepted him and wasn't afraid of Bakura. I could sense that. "Now shush and eat your breakfast. You could use some meat on your bones, mister!" I teased him.
He smiled, then went serious again. I resisted a sigh. "Kuraki, may I ask you something?"
"Anything."
"Uhm…weren't you blonde with blue eyes just last night?"
My smile dropped, then turned into a sad one. "Yeah, but it was just a wig and contacts."
Ryou nearly choked on the bite of eggs he just took, and I helped him drink some milk so he wouldn't.
"I'm sorry!" I said repetitively. "I'll explain everything to you and Bakura later, okay?"
"You could do it now." Came Bakura's cold and bored tone in the doorway.
I sighed. "Alright. Or now…"
Kuraki-chan: I would just love to thank Mairorah and her always commenting. They make my day(: Seeing reviews always makes me wanna update ^-^ But just for that and this longer chapter, I must leave you here. I'm working on this story again, and trying to figure out just what the hell I was gonna do with it! Haha. So here I leave you. Leave your reviews and perhaps I'll leave you another update(;
Kuraki: Really? That's the best you got? You make me sound like I just came out of the fucking closet!
Kuraki-chan: *sighs* You know, I can just kill you off right now. I can have Tamaki-sempai or someone come in and just kill your skinny ass!
Ryou: Uhm…Weren't you thinking of her dying at some point anyways?
Kuraki: YOU WERE WHAT?
Kuraki-chan: It was just a thought! Never said it was gonna happen!
Kuraki: So, what exactly do I have to endure next chapter? Think you can give your readers a little preview just to tease 'em?
Kuraki-chan: Hn…okay, little preview it is. Here ya go! A preview for Chapter Five!
PREVIEW: Chapter Five.
"Kura! Table seven!" Nikki called to me.
"I'm on it!" I replied. Lost in my own thoughts of seeing the Journal, I hadn't realized who I was serving.
"Kuraki?" My eyes went wide as hell at the sound of Ryou's voice.
"Where's, Aki?" I said through gritted teeth.
"Probably looking for us and pissed as hell." Bakura smirked. "Kind of wondered why she tried to keep us from here.
I cut my eyes at him. "If I wasn't working right now, I'd jam that fork right into your throat!"
"Bakura, how come you get all the luck?" I turned my head and was really considering therapy at the sight of two sandy fucking blondes, with violet eyes.
Except…one gave me the creeps. The other was kind of hot.
"Kuraki, this is Malik and Marik," said Bakura. "They're the…friends from Egypt."
Kuraki-chan: Okay! That's it for now! Review! Oh, and character pictures are up on my profile! :D