I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Chapter 7
"Hello," Kaiba walked up to Bakura's door. "well...?"
"Well...what?" Bakura remembered very well the 'incident' that happened earlier.
"I think he means." Ryou started.
"Shut up!" Bakura mouthed to Ryou. Ryou sat down in his little corner. By now Bakura was standing up, and two inches away from Kaiba's face.
"Can I help you?"
"Actually you can," answered Kaiba.
"What? The lamp?"
"Duh."
"Well, I can't think of a wish." said Bakura.
"Ok, I'll just take it-"
"Wait!" Bakura and Kaiba stared at Ryou.
"What? Like you have anything to wish for," Bakura snapped.
"A Bible."
"A what?" Bakura gave Ryou a sarcastic death glare.
"Hey that's the look I'm famous for!" Kaiba whined.
"A Bible," Ryou repeated.
"Fine," Kaiba gave the lamp to Ryou.
Ryou & Bakura talking (Ryou has his bible and I did not do this part wrong)
"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat; or about your body, what you will wear. Life is more than food, and the body more than clothes. Consider the ravens-" Luke 12:22-part of 24
"Ryou, will you shut up?!" Bakura yelled.
"Well, while I am earning a safe ticket to heaven, you, sir, are earning a ticket to the bowels of Hell, where you will rot and suffer for eternity. All while I sit in the glories of-Bakura stop choking me!" Ryou coughed.
"You had it coming!"
"You two shut up! Do I have to watch you every five seconds?" The security guard glared at Bakura.
"You don't get the honor of telling me to shut up! I can do that on my own! And If I don't shut up right away then I'll listen! And I'm a good listener. So I can stop talking now if I want to, but I don't! When I was a kid, my parents taught me to listen! And also-"
--WHACK--
(Security guard just knocked Bakura out with his long, wooden stick thingy)
"Thank you!" Ryou said hopefully to the security guard. "Please don't tell him," he pointed to Bakura, "that I said that."
"Said what?" the security guard asked.
"Perfect." Ryou said. "The less remembered, the better."
"Wait, what?"
(Later)
Bakura groaned. He looked around. Metal cell gate. Cement wall. Pieces of the rusty stool. Ryou reading. Crack in the wall (window). Wait. Bakura's eyes narrowed on Ryou.
"You're still reading that?" Bakura asked.
"Yeah. Why?"
"Well.," Bakura's head hurt. He wanted to say something back, but thinking was hard. Mental note: don't try this again. "Yeah."
"Okay." Ryou had never seen him so calm. Well, it's not like he's the type of person that would be 24/7. Right?
"So, whatcha want to do?" Bakura asked Ryou. Ryou's head snapped up. This was how it usually started. Bakura would get board, see Ryou, and taunt him. All because he was board. Or maybe because Bakura didn't like his shirt. Either way, Ryou would end up with a black eye or, best for Bakura, a broken limb or two.
"Well...?" Ryou's head came out of the clouds.
"I...uh.umm.well I..,"
"Hey," Bakura's once board expression turned into an evil grin. Ryou's head began to sweat. Here it comes.
"How about we-"
"I bet I've got a better activity." Kaiba stepped out of the shadows.
"What do you want this time?" Bakura said.
"Just browsing, looking around, taunting prisoners-"
"Like it's a daily activity for you." Bakura joked. Kaiba whirled around to face Bakura and picked him up by the collar of his shirt. Bakura dropped his book in shock.
"I've had enough of your smart remarks!" Kaiba was less than two inches of Bakura's face.
"You are of no use to me." He thrust Bakura against the wall. The book lie on the floor. Problem was, it wasn't Bakura.
*to be continued*
Chapter 7
"Hello," Kaiba walked up to Bakura's door. "well...?"
"Well...what?" Bakura remembered very well the 'incident' that happened earlier.
"I think he means." Ryou started.
"Shut up!" Bakura mouthed to Ryou. Ryou sat down in his little corner. By now Bakura was standing up, and two inches away from Kaiba's face.
"Can I help you?"
"Actually you can," answered Kaiba.
"What? The lamp?"
"Duh."
"Well, I can't think of a wish." said Bakura.
"Ok, I'll just take it-"
"Wait!" Bakura and Kaiba stared at Ryou.
"What? Like you have anything to wish for," Bakura snapped.
"A Bible."
"A what?" Bakura gave Ryou a sarcastic death glare.
"Hey that's the look I'm famous for!" Kaiba whined.
"A Bible," Ryou repeated.
"Fine," Kaiba gave the lamp to Ryou.
Ryou & Bakura talking (Ryou has his bible and I did not do this part wrong)
"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat; or about your body, what you will wear. Life is more than food, and the body more than clothes. Consider the ravens-" Luke 12:22-part of 24
"Ryou, will you shut up?!" Bakura yelled.
"Well, while I am earning a safe ticket to heaven, you, sir, are earning a ticket to the bowels of Hell, where you will rot and suffer for eternity. All while I sit in the glories of-Bakura stop choking me!" Ryou coughed.
"You had it coming!"
"You two shut up! Do I have to watch you every five seconds?" The security guard glared at Bakura.
"You don't get the honor of telling me to shut up! I can do that on my own! And If I don't shut up right away then I'll listen! And I'm a good listener. So I can stop talking now if I want to, but I don't! When I was a kid, my parents taught me to listen! And also-"
--WHACK--
(Security guard just knocked Bakura out with his long, wooden stick thingy)
"Thank you!" Ryou said hopefully to the security guard. "Please don't tell him," he pointed to Bakura, "that I said that."
"Said what?" the security guard asked.
"Perfect." Ryou said. "The less remembered, the better."
"Wait, what?"
(Later)
Bakura groaned. He looked around. Metal cell gate. Cement wall. Pieces of the rusty stool. Ryou reading. Crack in the wall (window). Wait. Bakura's eyes narrowed on Ryou.
"You're still reading that?" Bakura asked.
"Yeah. Why?"
"Well.," Bakura's head hurt. He wanted to say something back, but thinking was hard. Mental note: don't try this again. "Yeah."
"Okay." Ryou had never seen him so calm. Well, it's not like he's the type of person that would be 24/7. Right?
"So, whatcha want to do?" Bakura asked Ryou. Ryou's head snapped up. This was how it usually started. Bakura would get board, see Ryou, and taunt him. All because he was board. Or maybe because Bakura didn't like his shirt. Either way, Ryou would end up with a black eye or, best for Bakura, a broken limb or two.
"Well...?" Ryou's head came out of the clouds.
"I...uh.umm.well I..,"
"Hey," Bakura's once board expression turned into an evil grin. Ryou's head began to sweat. Here it comes.
"How about we-"
"I bet I've got a better activity." Kaiba stepped out of the shadows.
"What do you want this time?" Bakura said.
"Just browsing, looking around, taunting prisoners-"
"Like it's a daily activity for you." Bakura joked. Kaiba whirled around to face Bakura and picked him up by the collar of his shirt. Bakura dropped his book in shock.
"I've had enough of your smart remarks!" Kaiba was less than two inches of Bakura's face.
"You are of no use to me." He thrust Bakura against the wall. The book lie on the floor. Problem was, it wasn't Bakura.
*to be continued*