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Wild Goose Chase: Ryou's Brilliant PlanBakura and Malik chased the feathered monster for hours, but they were at a disadvantage since they couldn't fly and the goose, obviously, could. They lost sight of the beast when it flew behind Kaiba Corp. Bakura let out a frustrated yell,
"DAMN YOU KAIBA CORP!"
This was closely followed by a string of curses that escaped from Malik. The two were exhausted and decided that they would continue the chase the next day with the help of Bakura's millennium ring. The downhearted boys walked towards The Bakura Family's Residence to discuss plans to get back the Millennium Rod and their snacks.
When they arrived Ryou greeted the two cheerfully at the door. Bakura shoved him out of the way and was about pass when Ryou shoved him back.
"Hey! I was being nice what's up your ass?"
"Your Mama!" This was Bakura's lame response, typical male reaction.
Then he was tackled to the ground by Ryou while Malik watched in shock. Ryou had Bakura pinned to the ground and was yanking his hair, and Bakura was struggling to get free, to no avail. Bakura pulled Ryou's head to his level and whispered,
"This is one of my evil psycho friends, I have to look like I have control over you and that you are my submissive, well behaved hikari. Not that you can beat the crap out of me!"
Ryou's eyes widened, "Oh, Malik's one of those guys I have to act like that around? Sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you." Ryou rolled off and helped Bakura to his feet, then he averted his eyes to show "respect" and "fear" and asked,
"I've learned my lesson, Master Bakura, may I get you anything?"
"Yes, get me some graph paper, a compass, a pencil, and some gold fish crackers."
"Yes, Master." Ryou winked at Bakura as he left the room. Malik stared with his mouth hanging open like a dead fish.
"What just happened? Learned his lesson—you didn't even do anything to him."
"Oh," Bakura brushed away his comment as though it was nothing out of the ordinary, "Just looking at my beautiful, powerful self strikes fear into his heart." A snort of laughter was heard from the next room. Bakura scowled at the door Ryou had left through then turned to Malik. "ANYWAYS, we are going to need a plan of attack if we are planning on getting that goose."
"Yes, that thing has my Millennium Rod, and…"
"AND my cheetoes!" interrupted Bakura.
"Hey, they're mine too!"
"Hmph! I paid for them."
"Good point—wait! I paid for half!" Malik lunged at Bakura. Ryou walked in with the stack of supplies Bakura had asked for.
"Children, children break it up. What's all this fighting about?" He dumped the stuff on a coffee table in the living room. Bakura immediately snatched the gold fishies and pointed at Malik.
"He started it."
"Wha—"
"I don't care, so what's all this about?" Ryou plopped into a chair, and the other two followed suit. He was referring to the materials he had just brought.
"Well, earlier today we went to the store and bought some snacks," Malik explained, "and we went to the park to eat them, when suddenly, out of nowhere, this HUGE biker guy grabbed our snacks."
"That's not…" Malik shot Bakura a look and continued.
"So, as I was saying, this HUGE thug made off with out snacks, but we weren't going to let him get away with it, no, we chased after him. I was just about to stab him with my millennium rod when this other dude, who was even bigger, grabbed it out of my hand and gave it to the other guy. Then he flew away with our stuff."
Malik nodded thinking that it was damn good story he came up with. Bakura crossed his arms and rolled his eyes. And Ryou raised his eyebrows.
"Ok, so you're telling me this guy took your stuff and just flew away?"
Malik eagerly nodded his head, then paused. "Umm… and when I said flew I meant ran. Heh-heh…"
"Shut up, Malik, before you look even stupider," Bakura cut in, "Ok, what really happened is a goose out of hell made off with our snacks, Malik ran after it and threw *cough* dumbass *cough* his millennium rod at the goose as it flew away and it got caught in the bag. We chased it around for hours and then came back here when we lost sight of it."
"Oh, I see," Ryou said seriously before he burst out laughing, "That's some HUGE thug, Malik!"
He scowled defensively. Bakura patted his shoulder, "It's ok Malik. The stuff I had you get is for planning to get back MY cheetoes and Malik's rod." Bakura picked up the pad of paper and pencil, "I just don't know where to start." He sighed and set them back on the coffee table. Ryou snatched them up a second later.
"I've got an idea!" He exclaimed not unlike a crazed scientist who had just made a breakthrough in their research. He started scribbling in the paper as Malik and Bakura waited expectantly for an answer. They waited, and they waited… and they waited, but no answer came. Only the sound of the pencil scratching frantically on the paper. The two boys exchanged a look, and Bakura reached forward and grabbed Ryou's hand.
"Umm… Ryou, you've been writing like that for an hour, care to explain?" Bakura's hand was swatted away.
"I'll tell you when I'm done, no go away!" Ryou had a wild look in his eyes and Bakura slowly backed away and took his seat next to Malik on the couch. They watched Ryou work late into the night, and when they fell asleep Ryou was still in mad scientist mode.
The next day Malik was the first to wake up. He opened his heavy eyelids and glanced around realizing he was still at The Bakura Family's Residence. His head was resting on Bakura's shoulder, which was now covered with Malik drool. He quickly lifted up his head and scooted away from Bakura before he woke up. Ryou wasn't in the room anymore, but breakfast could be smelled coming from the kitchen. Malik sniffed the air.
"Mmm… bacon. Follow your nose wherever it goes," Malik stated before flowing the scent to the kitchen. Ryou was in there slaving over the stove, he had dark circles under his eyes.
"Good morning, would you like some bacon, huh, huh, huh?" Malik took a nervous step back, then he noticed the cup of coffee in Ryou's shaking hand. The boy's eyes were wide and blood-shot, his light hair disheveled.
"Uh, Ryou, how many cups of that have you had?" Malik gestured to the coffee.
"Oh I lost count at nine, now go wake up Bakura. I'll bring out breakfast in a minute," Ryou turned back to the frying pan and Malik retreated from the kitchen. Away from the caffinated boy. He took his seat next to Bakura and shook the spirit. Bakura snorted loudly and muttered something about cheese. His eyes fluttered open and he stretched and yawned.
"Rise and shine oh mighty evil one," Ryou walked into the room carrying a large plate of bacon. He set it lightly down on the coffee table. Bakura reached out and grabbed a piece, as did Malik who thought it was odd that bacon was all they were having for breakfast. Bakura leaned back and threw his feet up on the table ignoring Ryou's disapproving looks.
"So, Ryou, what's your plan to get Sir Goose-a-lot?"
"Sir Goose-a-… Oh! Oh yeah! I thought you'd never ask." He pulled out the pad of paper form out of seeming nowhere and held it out for them to see. The paper was covered in a complex network of arrows and squares and a picture of a chicken. Ryou smiled proudly.
"This is what you were up all night doing?" Malik asked in disbelief. Bakura grabbed the pad out of Ryou's hand and stared at it as he munched his bacon.
"Ok, I get everything except the chicken. What was that for? It doesn't make sense." Ryou grabbed the paper back defensively, and gave Bakura a hurt look.
"I'm sorry! I can't help it if I can't draw geese."
"Oh, ok then, if you say so."
Ryou suddenly jumped up, grabbed the boys' hands and dragged them to the door. He opened it and shoved them out and slammed the door. The two sat in stunned silence, apparently Ryou had drank a little too much coffee and was in an uncontrollably insane state of mind. The door opened again and Ryou stuck his head out.
"Time for you guys to go catch some goose, have fun!" He tossed the pad of paper at them, smiled sweetly and slammed the door shut again. Bakura jumped up and tried to open the door. It was locked. He pounded on the wood.
"Ryou, I didn't get to change or shower! I feel icky and sticky."
"Come here Bakura," Malik pulled the sulking boy from the door and picked up Ryou's work, "Did you really get what all the arrows and squares meant?"
Bakura looked at it, "No."
Malik sighed exasperatedly and tossed the paper over his shoulder. "Well I guess we should go get my millennium rod, and…"
"AND my cheetoes!" Bakura took off down the street, having absolutely no idea where he was going, with Malik on his heels.
"They're HALF MINE!"
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That is where we will leave our frightfully insane boys for today. What will happen when they meet up with Sir Goose-A-Lot again? Find out NEXT TIME!
OMG! That sucked, I probably shouldn't have even posted it. Bad, bad, bad! Oh well, what can you do? I forgot to mention earlier that this was OOC, but I'm sure you already figured that out. So please REVIEW and tell me what you think, oh yeah, and do you think this should be a bakura/malik romance, or not?
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