Also moved from another story. Trying to compile old shit.
Bad Composure
"Come on Bakura."
"No, I'm going to fall!"
"You're not even on the ice yet!" Yami placed his hands on his hips as he watched Bakura, who was currently grasping on the side walls of the ice skating rink.
They were there with their hikaris and their friends, but they left to do some actual skating, leaving Yami to TRY and get Bakura on the ice. Note the word: Try.
Yami was getting to the point where he was ready to out and drag Bakura on to the ice. For someone so balanced and calm every other time, he was acting quite spastic. Yami almost found this funny.
"I don't want to go on the ice! Humans were not meant to glide on ice, or our feet would have blades build in!" he tried reasoning, but he knew Yami wasn't buying into it.
"Just give it a try!"
"You're not going to give up are you?"
"No," Yami stated in a matter of fact.
"Fine! But If I break something..."
"You won't! Okay? Come on! I'll hold your hand."
"No! I don't need your help! Are you trying to make me look like a fool?"
"You look like a fool already! Now let go of the wall and step out on the ice. I promise I'll catch you if you fall."
"No, you'll just laugh...Some lover you are." Bakura mumbled inching his way toward the cold, slippery, surface.
"I won't laugh! I had to learn too you know!"
"Shut up." Bakura grumbled as he wobbled on the ice, barely keeping his balance. He reached out and grabbed Yami's arm as he felt himself begin to lose balance.
"I thought you didn't need help?" Yami smirked.
"Just shut up, okay?"
Yami said nothing, he just smiled. He was glad Bakura was at least trying. Hell, he was glad Bakura had even come along. It took an act of some god to get him to agree to go. Even if the thief would complain the entire time, it made Yami incredibly happy.
Bakura slowly began to loosen his grip on Yami, feeling that maybe, just maybe, he could get by without help, at least for a minute or so.
"See you're doing it!" Yami said happily.
It didn't stay that way though...
Bakura wobbled, he tried to reach for Yami, but was slid away from him by another skater. A loud thump and a grumble from Bakura indicated that he was no longer on his feet.
"Bakura are you okay!" Yami rushed over to the white haired thief, who was laying on his back on the ice.
"Oh yes, I'm almost ready for the Olympics." He grumbled sarcastically.
"No need to be a smart ass." Yami helped Bakura up, almost grinning with amusement as Bakura attached himself to Yami.
Malik, who was a surprisingly quick learner, skated toward Yami and Bakura. Following him were Joey and Ryou.
"You still can't skate?" Malik raised an eyebrow.
"Well, forgive me! I'm Egyptian! I'm not meant to slide on ice!"
"That sounds like an excuse ta me, bud!" Joey smiled as Bakura shot a glare at him. Normally Joey would have been freaked out, and truthfully he still was, but he knew that Bakura wouldn't hurt him now that he and Yami were 'dating'.
"It's okay yami, you're not the only one who can't skate." Ryou said looking over at Marik, who'd just slide right into Otogi, sending them both crashing onto the ice.
"Yeah, but that's expected from him..." Yami sweatdropped.
Isis glided up smoothly, stopping next to her brother.
"Are you coming out to skate more brother?"
"Oh yeah! I'll be back to check your status later!" Malik giggled as he joined his sister and Rashid back on the ice.
"I forsee Marik in pain in the near future." Isis smiled as Marik flew past them and crashed head first into the wall of the skating rink.
Malik bit his tongue as he laughed. He knew he shouldn't laugh at his yami, but everyone else was...And really...It WAS funny...
"Damn, he makes me look like a gold medalist." Bakura sweatdropped watching the crazy-haired yami pick himself up slowly.
"Come on guys! Let's make another round!" Anzu...yes Anzu, the annoying one who does the much hated friendship speeches, called. Skating with her was Mai and Shizuka.
"Hope you can can make it out with us!" Ryou smiled, and he and Joey went with the others.
"Yeah, that'll happen...Like..Never!" Bakura grumbled.
"Well if you keep thinking like that then you never will!" Yami looked down at the white haired thief.
"Okay, you be the optimist, and I'll go on being the pessimist and we'll be fine. Just don't go pushing your 'happiness' on me."
"Well if I'm the optimist and you're the pessimist, then what does that make Kaiba? Or Marik?"
"Kaiba is the skeptic and Marik is the Psycho."
"You actually take the time to think about these things don't you?" Yami asked raising one eyebrow.
"Yes actually. Ryou would be the school girl and Anzu would be the Dart Board." Yami giggled at Bakura's comment. He didn't really like Anzu either.
Yami opened his mouth to make joke when a voice spoke up and snapped him from his train of thought.
"You dare crack a joke on my name and I'll tack you to MY dart board and use you as practice." Yami looked up to see a certain long haired Atlantean, whose name happened to be Dartz.
"As practice for what?" Bakura smiled. He was GOING to make him say it.
"I'll...you...know what dart boards are used for child, don't play with me, child."
"Oh but we're not...Teach us!" Yami grinned.
"Yeah, we're younger than you! We don't know these things!" Bakura feigned innocence.
"You throw darts at a dart board! I know you're not that-" Realization caught on. "If I was still after your soul I would have taken it just now! I hope you know that! I mean it's not my fault I have rediculous name!"
"At least you're man enough to admit it, though..." Bakura commented.
"It's not that bad son." A tall, large built man with a beard skated up next to him.
"How do you figure that, father? You're supposed to throw darts at boards, not name your kid after them." He replied clearly irritated. "But really, I can understand why...I mean look at your name...At least my kid has a decent name...God, I'm thankful I have no siblings," he skated away still mumbling to himself.
"Well, that was strange..." Bakura again, commented.
"I've never seen that side of him..." Yami added.
Not but three seconds later, Marik plowed into the unsuspecting Atlantean. And the two went down.
"Gah, get off me!"
"Ow...my poor head..." Marik whined.
"Damn you! Get off! I wish Leviathan had eaten you! You're laying on my hair, you bastard!"
"There went my image of Dartz...I never thought I'd hear a foul word come out of his mouth." Yami said.
"I was expecting it..."
"Well, I see you still have learn to actually skate." Mr. Kaiba himself decided to make his appearance, with little Mokuba, skating circles around him.
"Stuff it up your nose Kaiba!" Bakura snipped. Actual meaning: Oh shove it up your damn ass bastard! But he was being nice for Mokuba's sake. He actually liked Mokuba. The kid was pretty cool. Unlike his brother, or at least that's how Bakura saw it.
"That only proves my point."
"I wouldn't even be here if it weren't for Yami! You're just mad that I got him and you didn't! So nah!" Bakura stuck his tongue out and smirked as Kaiba blushed and skated away.
"Oh that was cold Kura."
"And also true! God," Bakura clutched on to Yami's waist as he felt himself losing his balance. "This sucks I wanna go home!"
"You cry baby, you have to skate for ten minutes with out help before you can go home, how about that?"
"WHAT! That's not fair!"
"Get started Kura." Yami said pushing away from Bakura, but staying just close enough to catch him if he went down again.
"You are mean, you are evil. This is cruelty. This is unfair and unjust. I'm being held hostage and you find this amusing, you are the epitome of evil pharaoh! You heinous bastard! I want to go home! I'm freezing my ass off and my feet hurt in these damn skates...That's it NO sex for you tonight!" Bakura pointed all dramatically.
"Oh don't be so iffy Kura, it's not THAT bad."
"Yes, YES it is! I'm telling you I'm going to fall and hurt my self then you'll feel bad! Yes you will! But that won't even help me when I'm PARALYZED!"
"Kura calm down or you'll make yourself fall again."
"I'm going to fall reguardl-" Bakura hadn't even finished the word and he had his back on the ice. Of course this time it was Marik's fault.
"OOOWWWWWW!" Bakura cried out as he held his elbow. He growled and crawled, as well as he could with one hand, over to Marik. "You ra forsaken idiot! You SUCK more than I do! And that's saying something, by the gods, you stupid son of a bitch, you'd better SIT THE HELL PUT so I can smash this skate into your friggin face!"
"Oh my god Kura!" Ryou gasped after hearing Bakura's screaming.
"Bakura, relax." Yami said holding him away from Marik, who look dazed. "Kura, Kura please relax, put the skate back on your foot please."
"Damn him! That's it! I'm leaving NOW! Don't you dare try to CON me into coming back, because I'll be likely to smack you and throw you on the couch for a month!" Bakura screamed standing up after hastily putting the skate back on. "Stupid. Fucking. Marik. My fucking arm, fucking hurts..." He continued to rant and rave until he reached the wall. He stepped out on to the solid ground and kicked his skates off.
"Kura!" He heard Yami call. I could cear the sound of his voice growing. A clear indicator that he was following right behind him.
"WHAT?" He turned around quickly to find himself face to face with Yami.
"I know this is a bad time to point this out...but you did it..."
"Did what?"
"You skated...with out falling or hesitating."
Bakura blinked at looked at the space he'd just been in. Okay yes he DID skate all that way. But that didn't change the fact that we was still irritated.
"That's great...I'm thrilled! I'm going home now!"
"Oh Kura!" Yami followed after stopping to throw off the skates quickly.
"If you shut the hell up with the 'oh kura' shit I MIGHT come back next time...I'm not promising anything though!"
"I knew you were having fun..."
"Shut up pharaoh. Or you sleep on the couch tonight."
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