And the reviewer who gets Ryou's chocolate bunny is…

RiverTear980!

Ryou: This chocolate bunny is as tall as Punk Rock Kitsune (which is pretty tall)!

RiverTear980: MINES! *noms bunny*

Me: Whoa, slow down or you'll choke yourself.

Bakura: That's what she said!

Me: Shaddup you perv.

Chapter 6 Let the Games Begin

You know that I want you

And you know that I need you

I want a bad, a bad romance

Bakura's P.O.V.

As I walked to Mazaki's house later on that Saturday (after getting flamed by Malik and Marik), an uncanny sneer was evident on my face.

This is going to be highly entertaining. I need something to do until I can find another rebel, so toying with Mazaki is just the distraction I need. Sure, we're friends and all, but a guy needs to have fun too. I thought.

I went up to the Mazaki's fairly large house and suddenly despised the place. There were so many people more fortunate than Ryou and me, and it's just not fair. I rang the doorbell and waited for an answer.

Anzu's P.O.V.

The doorbell rang while I was moping in my room.

"I'll answer it!" my dad Daiki called to my mother and me.

He answered the door and looked down at the visitor.

"And you are?" he asked.

"I'm pretty sure you know who I am; I'm Bakura Necrophades." the thief replied cockily.

Daiki gave Bakura a disgusted look. Oh, it's that thief math genius.

"I'm here to see Mazaki. May I?" Bakura asked, walking inside without permission.

"Just don't touch anything." Daiki muttered, allowing Bakura to rudely go past him.

He didn't want the math genius to dislike the Mazaki family, but that didn't mean that they had to like him.

Bakura climbed the stairs and easily found my bedroom. Without even knocking, Bakura opened my door and found me in a helpless heap on my bed, tears staining my face.

"Holy Ra, you look terrible." Bakura said, insulting me.

"Who the hell let you in, you pervert?" I sniffed, hiding my face in my pillow.

"Your own father did. I guess he couldn't resist a mathematician's son." Bakura smirked.

"Get out." I ordered.

"What's with you? I'd thought you'd be happy to see me." Bakura said mockingly.

Bakura sat on the edge of my bed, and removed the pillow from my face.

"You were drunk and all touchy-feely on me yesterday, and tried to kiss me! Right after a break-up." I reminded him coldly. "You can't do that to people! It's just wrong."

Bakura rolled his eyes. He had enough melodrama from Ryou, so he didn't need any from a girl, nonetheless.

"Well I hope you can forgive me, Mazaki. We are friends, after all." Bakura whispered sneakily into my ear.

Bakura felt me shiver, and he smirked at my reaction.

"So, how about we go somewhere? You know, to make up for what I did. You choose the place." he suggested.

I looked up at him, my eyes still red. "I don't wanna go looking like crap." I complained.

"Don't worry; you look like crap all the time." Bakura assured me.

I gasped and almost slapped him. If he calls that cheering someone up, then he needs to go back to elementary school.

Bakura could sense my anger, so he quickly said, "How about we head to the Domino Library? I know how you like books and stuff, so we could just hang out." he suggested.

My eyes immediately brightened at that idea. "Yeah! Just give me a sec to freshen up!" I replied happily.

Bakura smirked and left my room. I was still in my pajamas, so I quickly changed into a red polo, a denim miniskirt, and my silver sandals. I looked modest, yet somewhat professional. I mean, this wasn't a date or anything.

I hurried downstairs when I rushed past my parents.

"And where are you going?" Akane asked me sternly.

"Out." I replied vaguely.

Bakura raised an eyebrow. Maybe she wasn't as goody as he thought.

"Not with him." Daiki said, staring Bakura down.

"Dad, we are just going to the library, not a dance studio. I know you hate my passion for dance. So, please, leave me be." I snapped, storming out the door.

Bakura followed me out, surprised by the way I treated my parents.

"Looks like someone is on PMS." he sneered.

"Feels like it every day," I replied. "My parents never get off my back about me and dancing. Every time I go somewhere with anyone, they suspect that I'm going to a club, which yesterday was the very first time I did. Well, enough of my parents. I want to get into reading mode."

Even though I was trying to be strong, I still couldn't help but let one tear loose. I just don't get why my own parents won't let me follow my dreams. Do they not realize that they can't control my life for much longer? Am I still their "little girl" to them? I have pondered this countless times, but today, for some reason, I can't hold back my emotions. Tears ran down my eyes, and I felt so alone. That is, until Bakura put an arm around my shoulder and hugged me.

"Aren't we friends? You don't have to hide your feelings." Bakura whispered in my ear.

I leaned against his shoulder, feeling safe. Unbeknownst to the both of us, three unwanted spies were, well, spying on us from a bush.

"Ryou, this is pointless," Malik complained. "Spying on Anzu will not make her fall in love with you."

"Yeah, she'll think you're a stalker." Marik added.

"Shhh! Quiet, now! I'm simply observing my brother. I don't want him toying around with Mazaki-san like some doll. She deserves better than that." Ryou hissed.

"Dude, why not tell her how you feel? That'll make things a lot easier (and make this fanfic much shorter)." Malik pointed out.

Ryou lowered his binoculars and sighed. "I can't; it's obvious that Mazaki-san is in love with Bakura at the moment. I would be rejected. As soon as Mazaki-san realizes that Bakura cares nothing for her, then I'll step in. I can't just tell her straight up, either. She won't believe me. I'll just wait."

"By the time Anzu realizes that Bakura is using her, she'll be pregnant with eight kids." Marik piped up.

Bakura whacked Marik on the head with his binoculars really hard. "Shut up!"

I stopped walking when I heard something.

"Did you hear something? It sounded like a bomb." I said, looking around.

"Ignore it. Come on, the library won't stay open forever." Bakura said, using the moment to sneak a peek at her behind.

Ryou noticed that through his binoculars, and was tempted to pounce on his brother.

Bakura, you will soon realize that Mazaki-san is not like the other girls you have used. She may be under your spell now, but when she finds out your plan, this won't be a game anymore. Ryou thought.

Yay, I updated! Sorry if it seems so short. I've been extremely busy with homework and contest for band. What will occur at the library with Anzu and Bakura? What other hilarious stuff will happen with the three spies Ryou, Malik, and Marik? You will find out as soon as I think of it! Heh heh…

Ryou: The next reviewers will get a bouquet of daises from me! This is May, after all!

Me: I WANTS!

Ryou: *backs away slowly*