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Two of the Same Kind
Chapter 24
Okay so here we are, Pharaoh and I of course, decorating my past self, I guess you could say. At that moment we'd finally 'coaxed' him into a pair of black slacks. Man, those looked good. Now we were arguing over the shirt. While we CAN be agreeable, there are moments when we can't, by any means, meet eye to eye. For instance this case.
"Oh come on Bakura, the white would look so much better." The baka Pharaoh held up the white button up shirt, opposite to the black one I was holding.
"Oh PLEASE! The black one TOTALLY wins! All he'll need after that are the dress boots and shades and he'll be like sex in walking form!"
"Bakura...I'm telling you, that much black will look weird! He'll look like he just came from a freaking funeral! Or worse, he'll look like an illegal product salesman!"
"No he won't! Besides don't you know black absorbs heat better?!"
"Bakura it's almost winter and black staves OFF heat! Not absorbs it! Bright colors hold in heat! You moron! Trying to look smart again!" He rolled his eyes at me. That bitch.
"Well so what? Black looks better!"
"You were watching Jurassic Park again weren't you?"
"What?" I blinked. Caught. DAMN him and his ability to read my intentions.
"Yeah, I know that look. You only GET that look when you've watched Jurassic Park! I though we said you're not allowed to have that movie because you get stupid over that damn...GUY!"
"DAMN GUY!? That damn guy is SEXY! Not even YOU in all of your homosexual gayness can strut like he can!"
"Oh freaking please he's a nerd." He booted me away with his hip as he had all intentions to dress Akefia up in white. Oh hell no bitch!
"NERD!? What's wrong with being intellectual! You say that like it's a bad thing!"
"He ALWAYS plays a nerd in his movies! Now you want an ageless sexy man look at Mel Gibson! That's American Hotness."
"MEL GIBSON? Are you INSANE? Now if you'd have said Sean Connery I'd have approved but come on..."
"Sean Connery? He's like a hundred years old!"
"SO ARE YOU IDIOT PHARAOH! Man you've got horrible taste!"
"I'VE got horrible taste?! Your taste is worse than mine!"
"Hey ladies." Marik's voice interrupted our steady beginning conversation. We both turned to him simultaneously and glared. "Behave yourselves or I'll say the melt word."
"You wouldn't DARE!" I hissed.
"Marik!!! You're supposed to be on MY side!"
Okay just to fill you in, the 'melt' word is a word that has the single power to induce simultaneous override of the brain to produce images quite pleasing...in other words, that very word can make both of us go into fan-boy-ish daydreaming instantly.
"Don't think I won't do it..."
"You suck!" I stuck my tongue out at him and reverted my eyes to my past self. "Okay Akefia, what do you want to wear? Black or white? This way," I shot a searing glare at the pharaoh, "We'll find out whose choice is better."
"Oh please thief, you KNOW I'm right!"
"Hey Akefia, how about this? I think this would look just hot on you." Marik butted in, approaching my past self with a handsome gray button up.
"...I do like this one..." Akefia admitted and allowed Marik to help him put it on. "It's comfortable too. Hey check out the pockets. I can hide knives in them."
Yami and I stood there flabbergasted. Marik of all people won that argument! And he wasn't even part of it! What the hell!? Since when did Marik have a fashion sense anyways? Must be hanging around Malik too much. I tell you I think Malik is the only person capable of dressing himself fashionably better than the rest of us. He's got a talent for that. I like to let him pick out my clothes sometimes, because he KNOWS how to make me look sexy. Not to mention he can make anything look good. I mean he's the only guy I know who can wear a purple belly shirt and completely get away with it, while making men and women for miles drool.
"Nice attire, Akefia, was it? Who picked that out?" Isis sauntered over to us in that way that she always does. The woman walks like her feet are glass. It's kinda cool actually.
"I did." Marik grins apparently feeling very smug for his accomplishment. "I figured it was a good medium for him, not to mention I had to take my rare moment to show up these two girls here." He held out his hand indicating the subject of his taunting as the two of us.
"Well I'll be, Marik actually accomplished something." Isis snorted in a very unladylike manner.
"Oh fuck you Isis..." He pouted, giving her an indignant glare.
"That's okay Marik, I'm not into your kind."
"MY kind?! What does that mean!?"
"Marik..." The baka pharaoh cut in.
Marik glanced over at Yami who only gave him a look that was returned with another look. What the hell man? For once I had NO idea what they were meaning behind the looks...And I'm master at eye language! Well...okay I'm not a master, but I'm really good at it...Then again I'm good at a lot of things and yet I fail to accomplish anything...Like I'm an awesome thief and somehow that damn bitch of a Pharaoh wins every time...Suddenly I hate myself.
"Bakura? What's with the pitiful look you've got going on?" Jounouchi asked as he dragged Seto back over, reuniting our group, save for Mai who was probably not far away.
"What pitiful look? I'm not giving a pitiful look! Not me, I don't HAVE pitiful looks, I'm totally not feeling left out of something I should totally understand and not having and issue making sense and wondering what the fuck I'm talking about because I'm A OKAY hunky dory, ginger fucking peachy, not having any irritations and wanting to kill something for no reason what so ever, totally not wishing death upon the pharaoh because HE WINS EVERY FUCKING TIME AND I CERTAINLY DON'T WANT TO KILL MYSELF BECAUSE I CAN NEVER FUCKING WIN AND I'M NOT SUDDENLY REALIZING HOW MUCH MY LIFE SUCKS AND I HAVE NO PURPOSE IN LIFE, I'm surely not swirling in this sudden cloud of dizzying confusion and wondering what the fuck is going on! NOPE NOT me!" A took a breath. Suddenly I really was feeling dizzy. I reached out a hand to grip the first thing that would keep me from losing my balance. I'm sure Yami would have kicked my ass for touching him, if my distress wasn't so obvious.
"Bakura?"
"I don't feel so good..." I mumbled, struggling to keep on my feet. I felt Yami's hands grip my arms. For whatever reason I could barely see him anymore. He was all blurry. I blinked and my vision cleared a little.
"Bakura...what's wrong?" Yami's voice, which was usually taunting and mind graining, had a tone of concern. Never thought I'd see that day. He and I getting along. Who would have ever thought it possible.
"I'm fine...Just lightheaded...that's all."
"Well you are still wounded Bakura, you should take it easy." Seto decided to throw in an obvious 'told ya so', since he'd been giving me these peculiar 'be careful' looks the entire time.
"Oh shut up Seto..." I groaned. My stomach lurched. It was not happy with me. I was not happy with me. And suddenly I wasn't feeling so peachy and fine.
"You okay?" Akefia asked kneeling to eye level with me. Suddenly I realized what predicament we were in. I shouldn't be looking at myself. I shouldn't like the fact that now there is someone just like me, exactly like me. I shouldn't be expecting it to stay that way. I opened my mouth to say something but I bit down on my tongue. I've always been a person to stick to delusions...Hence why I tried killing the Baka Pharaoh so many times, even though it wasn't HIS fault...And trust me, it was a pain admitting that. Everything would be normal once we got Akefia and Atemu back to their rightful time. Most of me didn't want that, but the rational fraction knew that was how it would have to be.
"Yeah...I'm fine. I need to sit down." I replied, grateful for Yami's help for once. "Hey Pharaoh, be careful with me, you don't know if I have rabies or not."
"Hmm...you've bitten me before and I haven't started foaming at the mouth...of course the turning into a wolf on a full moon is irritating, but you get used to it after a while." He joked.
"Just wait til Halloween Eve. You're really in trouble then." I retorted. He only smirked. Which usually meant he was formulating something.
"How about we go grab a bite to eat? God is jealous of my riches, so it's on me." Seto offered. I knew what he was doing. He was plotting to try and get me to relax for a little before stressing myself too much. He's too damn nice sometimes. Of course that could be because of the fact that he still loves me. Obviously not in that romantic way, we're passed that, but there is some love there. Oh yeah I feel special!
"Hell if you're paying I won't say no!" I replied. If he was gonna make the attempt, I'd at least pretend to fall for it. I'm nice like that you know.
"Good! Now all we gotta do is find Mai." Jounouchi mumbled looking around and then I noticed the she-devil he spoke of. She was standing right behind him, grinning like the wicked vixen that she is. I must say I love it when the girl does that to Jou. I love Jou to death but he's funny as shit when he gets all spooked and flustered and what not.
"HEY Jou!" She grabbed his shoulders and shouted in his ear. He spazzed. And he spazzed hard, flailing his arms about and shrieking like someone just caught his ass on fire. Oh he's just so funny to watch.
I watched him acting like a doofus for a moment or two and I noticed that Akefia was talking to Seto. I had to wonder what they were talking about, but I guess I wasn't feeling dick-ish enough to eavesdrop or possibly the arm that snaked around my waist from the side, in the same manner that you might see two people walking along a mall strip do. A casual, yet endearing action. This may sound stupid, but I recognized that hand and I looked over in question.
"Hey guys we're gonna catch up with you in a second." The arm's owner announced to the others and then turned to me, "tell me what's wrong Bakura. I'll listen."
"Pharaoh...wh-"
"Shut it." He replied walking me off in a random direction, looking as homosexual as ever in such a pose, but you know I didn't care. The fact that he wasn't chastising me was enough I guess. "Now talk. It's not like you to act in the way you have."
"I don't know. What's there to tell."
"You've got a wound in your side and you're standing in a mall. That's not like you. At all. You're a dumb ass Bakura, but you're not a dumb ass who ignores his health."
"You're a very charming man you know that right." I gave him a not so endearing frown.
"I'm serious. You're acting weird. I don't like it. For god's sake I made face with Marik and you didn't react nearly what you should have! Or normally would have!"
"Oh you underestimate me. I'm still in shock about you making out with Marik."
"Please, be serious for once! Bakura, you're really worrying me and Marik." I stopped and looked at him. It was freaky looking into the same eyes that once wanted to see me disappear forever in the abysmal void of the shadow realm and see concern.
"I don't know okay. Maybe I'm realizing just how little my live actually means...It's not easy to admit you're useless to everything in general."
"That's not true Bakura. You're not useless. You only feel useless because that's what you've made yourself believe. I'm just as useless as you if that's the case. You don't have to be useful. Just enjoy what you have, you know? Granted that probably helped you zero, but it's something to think about."
As much as it wounds me to say it. He was right. He was very right. Holding on to something because it made me feel important was a stupid idea. I sighed and glanced over to my past self. He made me feel useful. Why I don't know. But he did and it was then I remembered that he was me. If he could make me feel useful then why couldn't I make me feel useful? And then I overworked my brain and stopped thinking about it. But after all brain crashing was finished I realized one large sucky fact.
Akefia had to be sent back.
To be Continued...
Leo: I know, it's short. So sue me guys. Just be thankful I actually got around to it. I know there are probably typos and I've probably fallen out of sync with the rest of the story, but I'm trying my damndest to get back into this series if only to finish this story. I can't promise there will be a whole lot more to it. But I plan to finish it by chapter 30. I'm getting into my FFVII story a lot more and that one actually has a real concrete plot that wasn't thought up in ten minutes (coughlikethisstorycough). Anyways. Many apologies guys. If the prospect of a pair changing goes over well I may end up writing a new chapter a little sooner. Other wise I've a few things to sort out.