The UsersChapter Ten – Hands Off…
Yumi: *Walks in and raises eyebrow* Um, Why are you guys grinding?
Kain and Sango: *Both stop and blush*
Sango: We're still dancing aren't we?
Kain: Um, Yeah…Yumi put on some music!
Yumi: Okay. *Puts on Hotel Room Service on Radio*
Kain and Sango: *Start to dance again*
Yumi: *Takes out phone and calls Sirius* Hey, come over for a dance party…
Sirius and Sky: *Sticks thier heads in* Did someone say Party?
Disclaimer: I don't own Bakura and any other mentioned things involved in Yugioh…I do own Sango, the Millennium Blade, and the plot of this Fanfic…
Thanks to: Foxheart for the Review!
Recap…He took her in his arms "As I am glad to see you."
"Sango, SANGO!"
"What?"
"Sango wake up, they're here."
I woke up for this torture? Why? Sango watched as the "Friendship Group" listened to Tea going on about Marik and Bakura.
"…I mean how can Ryou trust them, not to mention date one of them? Hi-"
"Have you ever thought that maybe he actually loves Marik, and that maybe it's more than a little rude to discuss all three of them when not even Ryou's here to defend them and himself? You wouldn't have the guts to say that if Ryou was here, not mentioning if Bakura or Marik were." Sango interrupted glaring at her. Tea turned red in anger and crossed her arms, but she shut up.
"Mokuba is Ryou suppose to be coming today?" She turned to her brother.
"Yes." Mokuba looked at his watch, "He's later than usual. I wonder what's taking him."
The doorbell rang and he smiled, "That would be him." He ran off to answer the door.
Sango sat down in a couch and Yami plopped himself next to her. "Quite the speech you gave, Sango."
"Um, Thanks." She moved to the arm of the couch and he moved with her.
Yami's hand brushed her knee, "But what I don't get i-"
"What you don't get, is the meaning of keep your hands off my girl…" Bakura interrupted him standing in the doorway with Ryou and Mokuba, eyes burning with hate. Stupid piece of shit needs to keep his hands to himself unless he wants them cut off…
Sango took this opportunity to escape Yami, slipping off the couch, walking towards them, and hugging Bakura. "Thank you." She whispered into his ear, "I should have worn pants today…"
"I like you in skirts though." He whispered back.
She loosened her grip and looked in his eyes smiling, "You perv."
He just smirked in response and they separated facing the rest of the group.
"Well, what are we doing today?" Sango asked as Bakura wrapped his arm around her, his hand on her hip.
Mokuba scratched his head, "I was kinda hoping we could go to the movies this time…"
There was quite a reaction to Kiba's limo pulling up to the theatre. Ofcourse there was an even greater one when they all filed out, last of all Bakura helping Sango out, but no Seto. No wonder my brother never leaves the mansion except to go to work, This is completely nuts…
Sango looked around at the crowd that had gathered including some members of the press, who at the moment were crowding in on Mokuba.
"Sir, any clues onto your brothers next project?"
"No comment. Excuse me…"
He pushed his way through some reporters only to be flooded by more. "Back Off! Give him room!" Sango was soon by his side fending off the reporters, Bakura at her heals and the rest of them behind him. She herded them all in and closed the door against the reporters with Bakura's help.
"Mokuba, next time we take the limo without the Kiba Corp. symbol on the door. Okay?" Sango pushed herself from the door and patted his shoulder.
"Yeah…" He smiled sheepishly and shrugged, "That would have been better."
She chuckled and led them away from the glass doors and towards the ticket booth.
"That was the worst movie I've ever seen." Sango walked into the "living room" and sat down.
"It was pretty bad." Mokuba laughed sitting on the floor.
"That's why you should never let Tea choose a movie…" She laughed with him.
"Sis?"
"Hmm?"
"Why are you dating Bakura? It isn't to bug Seto is it?" Mokuba was frowning, "Because it's not smart to use him, Bakura can and will cause serious damage…"
Sango sat up looking down at him. "My original plan was to use him, but that changed. My feelings are true for him, unfortunately for Seto and Yami." She knelt down off the couch next to him.
"Just as they always were." She took her item out showing it to Mokuba. "And always will be…"
"You…" Mokuba looked into her face. "You have an Item…and a past?"
Her face grew sorrowful. "Yes…"
Seto turned from the doorway silently. This can not be happening, I refuse to believe that that "past" exists…She can not actually care for Bakura. No, This is too much to think about and I need to get some work done.
He walked back to the doorway making sure his footsteps were known. "I have work to do, I will not be home for some hours…"
"Goodbye Big Brother!" Mokuba ran and hugged him.
"Goodbye Bro. …" Sango reached up, rubbed his hair and walked to the stairs. "Mokuba I'll be in my room if you need me…"
"Okay…" He ran back into the "living room".
"Sango."
"Yes, Seto?" She turned to face him.
"I'm sorry…" He frowned, walked out and closed the door behind him.
She frowned and made her way up stairs and into her room locking the door behind her. Sorry for what?
She shook her head to clear it and started to unbutton her shirt. She was half way done when she heard some one from her balcony.
"There is just one thing I have to say, Yum…"