12/16/03 Brood: Hi all my fans! Exactly one year ago, I posted this story, and it was VERY well liked! I was proud of it, and decided that I wanted to give you all MORE! How's that sound? Great? Awesome!

Zutsokaki: .......why God....why!?

Brood: I'm changing the ending of this chapter and adding one or two more, just for all of you!!! I'm leaving my original author's notes from last year though, since I see no reason to just yank them out. These notes are from my LAST YEAR'S fanfiction contest, so PLEASE don't try to send any entries, yes? Now enjoy your special present from me!

Zutsokaki: .........if you have mercy Lord...you'll kill me now.

Brood: And now I give you...MORE SANTA BAKURA AND RYOU THE HAPPY ELF!!! Enjoy!

12/27/02 Brood: Hello everyone! I'd like to thank my entrants in my competition so far, but I desperately need more for my Crazy couple catergory! I only have two for that one, while I have about six for the Make Me Cry one. I would recommend the Crazy Couple catergory mostly, since I seem to clam completely up while I read. Visuals on the other hand....

Zutsokaki: I've seen her tear up at an overly fluffy Kodak commercial....

Brood: .....thank you Zutsokaki for the commentary.....

Zutsokaki: On the other hand....she pracatically turns to a rock when she reads. NOTHING fazes her. *imitates Brood* Oh lookie here! Joey runs over a puppy with his car, hits a tree, loses his memory, then dies before he can realize his true love! Okay let's read it. Oh lookie I've finished. That was good! Lets got look for more depressing stuff! Oh look! Yet ANOTHER Ryou suicide fic? Onward!"

Brood: ...........once again. Thank you. Now, onto the nutty Santa Claus, erm...Bakura!!!!

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Bakura allowed himself a heaving sigh as the pain in his pants subsided. He then allowed himself a quick and evil glance at his light for snickering at his pain. Too bad there were witnesses around........

Ryou then greeted the next child to come on up. It was a little boy. Bakura had bad luck with the boys so far. The first one barfs on him, and ....well.....Mokuba was okay, even if a bit heavy, but the next one.....well, it was safe to say Honda would be dangerously close to losing his life after this.

The boy was helped up onto Bakura's lap, and he stared down at the child warily.

"Hi Santa! How are you? I'll bet you're great? How about Mrs. Claus? Does she make good cookies? My mommy makes really good cookies! She puts chocolate in them, and they taste really yummy! I like chocolate, don't you? Do you eat candy? Maybe you eat alot of candy because you have a really big tummy! Am I right, Santa? Does Rudolph really get gas? I heard you tell that to another girl.....did that boy who kicked you hurt you badly? My daddy said that shouldn't happen to any guy, but it happened to him once when somebody accidentally swung a piece of wood at him while my daddy and his buddies were building a fence, and he fell over! You didn't fall over, did you Santa? But you were already sitting, so you probably wouldn't fall, right?....."

\\Must....Mind Crush....child on lap.....\\

\Bakura, let the kid talk!\

\\If I let the kid go on, we'll be here all day!\\

\Wait until he takes a breath. Then interrupt and ask him what he wants for Christmas.\

\\I'll bet you that he has a list three miles long ready in that puny annoying mind of his. AND in small print.\\

\..............\

".....and then the kitty ran out the window and mommy said that my sissy shouldn't play with lighters anymore. Don't you think that's bad Santa? She also once tried to make doggy eat glue, but he didn't like it, but she said he liked glue since dogs ate things like glue but I thought it would just shut his mouth forever and ever, right Santa?"

The boy tried to continue, but Bakura quickly clamped a mittened hand over the boy's mouth.

"Hey little boy, lets just get to business here. What do you want for Christmas?"

The boy's eyes lit up. "Oh wow Santa, I want a Tranformers toy! A really big one of Optimus Prime and all of his friends! Don't you think Optimus Prime is great, Santa? I think he is! I saw this one episode of Transformers where Optimus Prime changed...."

Bakura quieted the boy again. "Is there more you want?"

"Oh! I almost forgot! I want ALOT of toy cars! I really like toy cars, and make sure they are the ones with the remote controls so I can ramp them over things, Santa! Those are the best! Do you think the kitty will sit still long enough to be something for my cars to jump over Santa?"

Ryou quickly walked over with a candy cane in his outstretched hand. The boy took it and clamped it down in his mouth.

\\Thank Ra, you shut him up!\\

\It was for my own sanity also....\

"What else did you need?"

The boy was quiet, completely immersed in the stick of sugar in his mouth. Ryou helped him down, and he walked happily away with his tired looking parents.

Bakura heaved another well deserved sigh. Then he looked out into the crowds of shoppers walking by the Santa area. Suddenly he felt as if he'd been splashed with cold water. Yugi had walked by again with Rebecca. And he was staring straight at Ryou. And he knew who he was!

Yugi suddenly stopped, judging from what Bakura could see, told Rebecca to stay back a bit. He then strode over and stopped beside Ryou, outside of the fence blocking the Santa area from the public.

"Hey Ryou! I didn't know that you worked here!" Yugi looked at him and Ryou could do nothing but acknowledge his friend. He smiled down on him.

"Just for today, Yugi."

Yugi then dropped his voice to a whisper, but no enough so that Bakura couldn't hear it.

"Hey Ryou, are you positive its safe to be taking a job like this with HIM inside of you? What about the children?"

Ryou's eyes widened out of surprise and the intense hidden mirth. He almost shook in a snicker, but surprisingly held his steady gaze to Yugi.

Bakura on the other hand had turned an impressive shade of red. Not out of embarassment, only out of the held back and strong feeling to hurt the spike haired boy.

"You know Yugi, he hasn't given me much trouble at all. In fact, I would dare say that he's more involved with this than I'd like....."

Bakura now had to fight the sudden urge to hurt his host body. But that had to wait. There was a little girl coming up to see him. Then he realized his greeting. Wouldn't Pharoah's Pet recognize his voice? Crap.

The girl was plopped into Bakura's lap by Ryou, who had turned away from Yugi's confused gaze.

"Hey Santa." The young girl sneered up at him. She was in an expensive looking and fluffy dress, and had very shiney black shoes.

Bakura bristled up near immediately. How DARE that small brat act all prissy while sitting on HIM! Her attitude had better shape up quick.....

When he spoke to the girl, his voice was deepened out of the need to hide himself from Yugi, and the seething anger building inside of him.

"Hello young lady.....what would you like for Christmas?"

"You don't sound okay, Santa. My mommy told me since I'd been her little angel all year long, I could ask you for whatever I wanted from you." She narrowed her eyes. "And I'd BETTER get it! My daddy's a lawyer! He could SUE you for not giving me my toys!"

Bakura was centimeters away from killing this mortal child. She gets the privelege of sitting on HIS lap, and she cops an attitude....

"Well....what is it you'd like.....?"

"I want fifty Barbie dolls. And a Barbie Dream Car for all of them! I also want the Barbie Grocery store so I can make her butler do her shopping....and I want alot of Ken dolls so they can buy Barbies expensive jewelery....." and she went on and on.....

Ryou felt his yami's anger and murderous intentions, and tried to put a stopper on him.

\Bakura! I KNOW she's annoying! But TRY and calm yourself!!!\

\\You try having this brat on your lap, mortal!!!\\

"....and thats all I want for now. I'll come back later if I can think of something else." She stared up at Bakura. "I'd better see those presents under my tree on Christmas, or you'll be sorry!"

Bakura's teeth began to grind. "I'll....see what I can....do....." His face was red and his eyes were practically glowing.

"Hey! No TRY! I'd better see RESULTS Fatboy! Give me my toys! Or there will be HEL....."

Ryou jumped in. "Thats all the time Santa has for you little lady, he sure will remember you're list!"

She turned her head. " I want that candy cane NOW!"

Ryou smiled an annoyed smile and offered the cane, which she promptly snatched from Ryou's clutches.

Bakura, at the point, was trying not to raise his hand and Mind Crush the child.

Ryou stared at his yami hard, and then picked up the wriggling girl and put her on the ground.

"Remember what I said Santa. RESULTS!" She scampered off to her glowing mother, who merely quipped, "My angel knows how to get what she wants, doesn't she?"

Bakura's fists were clenched and Ryou was trying to calm him mentally. It didn't seem to be working. And the next person didn't help either.

Anzu walked up, followed by a small blonde child. Bakura's eyes widened, some of his anger fading quickly due to surprise. Ra! Did everyone he knew have to come here!?

Yugi was still standing close to Ryou, and had seen Anzu.

"Hey there Anzu! What are you doing here?"

Anzu looked up. "Oh hey Yugi! I'm actually babysitting today, and Kara just HAD to come and see Santa Claus!"

She smiled lightly and let the small girl by the hand up to Bakura. Ryou helped her up into Bakura's lap, and the girl looked up at him.

"HI SANTA!!!!" She beamed up at Bakura.

Bakura hoped this kid would be an easy walk in the park, since his last two were little hellions. "Hello child, what do you want for Christmas?"

"Oh Santa, I only want world peace!" She grinned at him.

He heard Anzu side whisper to Yugi, "She wants to be Miss Japan someday. Maybe even Miss World.....she LOVES beauty pageants."

Great. He had a pageant brat on his lap. "Well little girl, what about toys?"

"Wow Santa, maybe a Peace Corps. Barbie doll! What about new tap shoes for my routine? Oh! And maybe a nice set of books for advanced readers! The judges like smart girlies!"

Bakura sighed heavily. "Sure little child, I'll see what I can do. I'll keep all that in mind."

"Thank you Santa! I really appreciate it!" She hopped down by herself, and Ryou handed her a candy cane.

Anzu took the girl's hand and began to walk off, but not before whispering to Yugi, "Don't you think that the Santa sounds familiar?"

Bakura bristled and looked straight ahead. Yugi looked up at Bakura, but shrugged. Then he looked over at Ryou.

"I gotta get going Ryou, I think Rebecca is getting ready to harass that little boy over there.....see ya later!"

Yugi ran off, much to Bakura's relief. Ryou let out a sigh and looked back over at Bakura.

In the time and children that followed, Bakura was harrassed by children five more times, kicked in numerous places two more times, and made three more children cry. He also wished to severely harm something two hundred seventy eight times. By the time it was clearing up a bit, he and Ryou were both very frazzled.

"Well, it looks okay now to me....." Ryou sighed.

Suddenly, the manager of the mall came up and whispered something in Ryou's ear. Ryou's eyes widened and he looked over at Bakura.

(A/N: And here's where the change begins!)

\The manager says that the Santa has woken up, but he can't remember where he is or WHO he is!!!\

\\WHAT!?\\ Bakura almost flew into a rage, but another child was getting ready to come up the steps. So CLOSE to freedom, so CLOSE to getting away from being puked on and getting kicked in places that shouldn't be aimed at by small children, and without getting to pay them back or hurt them, either! There WOULD be retrebution!

\But the manager says that after this next kid, we can take a break since we're just fill-ins. We'll have to come back in half of an hour though...\

\\........I don't BELIEVE this!!! Let's just get this brat over with, ALRIGHT!?\\

\.....Hai.\

At that time, a small girl scampered up to Bakura. "SANTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Then she proceded to propell herself at his legs, hugging and clamping around them tightly.

"Gaah! Umm...little mort....I mean little girl...what do you think you're DOING!?"

\BAKURA!!!\

Bakura snorted at his lighter half's mental yell, but looked up. Parents were looking at him oddly, and Bakura sweatdropped. In any other situation, Bakura would have proceded to yell at them and threaten all sorts of bodily harm, but for some reason, they viewed the person that Bakura portrayed as kind and benevolent. He heaved a heavy sigh and tried again.

"Little girl....umm...would you like up here?" he asked uncertainly, hoping the small child would detatch himself from his legs.

"Santy, all I want for Christmas is YOU! Will you come live with me and my mommy and daddy! You can give me presents for my birthday and the elves can work in our garage and we have a big backyard that the reindeers can play in and........."

\\Ryou. Elves? These deer again? What is this child SPOUTING about!!!!???\\

\Umm....you gotta let her down easily. Tell her that all the other little boys and girls in the world would be sad if you didn't give them all presents too, and that you have to stay in the North Pole...\

\\North Pole!? You're going to explain this to me when we get home..........\\

\.......fair enough.\ Ryou only sweatdropped and turned to watch Bakura try not to mess this one up.

Bakura turned his attentions back to the little girl who was still Perma- Glued to his legs. "Umm...young \\annoying\\ lady, I have to stay up in the North Pole so I can give all of the OTHER children of the world gifts....now don't you think that's fair?" \\She'd better or she'll be finding herself minus two arms...\\

\BAKURA!!!\

The little girl turned her head up to Santa Bakura and her large eyes began to water. "But but but....Santy...don't you love me!?"

Ryou had to jump in before Bakura's mouth flew on it's own. \Bakura! Tell her YES! But you love the other children of the world just as much!\

\\.........darn, and I already had the perfect response picked out.\\

"Uhh, little girl, I DO love you," Bakura just barely managed behind gritted teeth, "but I love the other kids of the world just as much as I love you...." \\Ooh Ryou no baka....I'm going to get you for this.........\\

Ryou gulped, but watched as the little girl began to wail loudly and peircingly. The high keening caused many in the line to see Santa cover their ears, and Bakura was on a thin line already. He had already begun reaching for the girl's throat to shut her up when...

"Oh my goodness Santa! I'm SO SORRY about little Sara's crying! I'll take her right away!" Her mother came. When her mother touched her, the girl stopped her screaming and crying.

Ryou heaved a sigh of relief and handed the girl a candy cane, and her mother led her away, telling her the whole way about how she should be more polite in front of Santa and his Elf.

\\We....get to get out of these rediculous get-ups now, right?\\

\Hai Bakura...look, the manager's assistant is closing the line now. Lets just get up and go....\

Before any more could be said, Bakura was up and dragging Ryou away from the line and towards the break room, causing many a customer to simply stare.

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12/16/03

Brood: And Brood saw it...and said it was good!

Zutsokaki: And then Zutsokaki said it STINKS!

Brood: Well you can just SHADDAP! Next chapter, Bakura's break time and Round 2!!!

Zutsokaki: *rings bell*

Brood: Once again, I'm keeping my old authors notes, so simply disregard the contest notification. That was LAST YEAR'S CONTEST do NOT send in entries!

12/27/02

Brood: And then it was over! Thats right everyone! The Bakura Who Saved Christmas is now over! Done! Finit!

Zutsokaki: Thank Osiris.....

Brood: You'll miss it....you know you will! Review this just for me! And I also wanted to put up a list of my entrants for my contest so far!

Author Tefla

Author Wingleader Sora Jade

Author Myotismon13

Author Ieyre

Judge TKAY

Judge Sunsia

If your name isn't on here, please drop me a line!!! *PS I only need about one more judge! You can judge if you aren't writing, and I won't need you until about the deadline time!*