Disclaimers: I own it. Yes, that's what I said. It is mine.
Yami B: The show, idiot!
Ak: Oh.don't own that. But I do own Yugioh pajamas! ^_^
This is Yaoi! Boyxboy love. Don't like, please leave. Also this has crossdressing in it.
Oh yeah.expect OOCness.
Well, on with the fic!
WHAT?! YAMI BAKURA'S A GIRL?!!!
"Hey guys!" came a yell from behind the four boys. A brunette with lopsided cut cropped hair and hazel eyes was approaching them. In his hands were three suitcases that were seemingly stuffed full of clothes and a folder was tucked carefully underneath his elbow. Honda's eyes darted across each of their faces. Yami was exuberant, Joey was stifling a chuckle, Seto was quiet, and Bakura was impassive although there was a frown curling his lips.
"Hi Honda. Are those Bakura's clothes?" Joey asked innocently, relishing in the growl that erupted from Bakura. The white haired teen snarled at the three who were laughing, save Seto who was glaring with equal anger for teasing Bakura.
"Well...maybe Bakura should change inside? Ya know?" Honda glanced at the tall building. "Thats Brighton Hall, its the dorms. Both sexes share it so, it'll be easier to get Bakura changed." The five boys strode inside the dorms, thankful that not another soul was awake yet. It was 7:30 a.m. Bakura and company had landed merely minutes before being clombered by Honda. Honda threw the suitcases onto the bed and glanced at Bakura. "Um. I guess, undress."
Bakura stripped to his boxers and with a flick of Honda's wrist, removed those too. Three blushing boys turned around except Yami. "I'll help you since those idiots are too shy." Joey pretened to cry at the remark. "First...." Yami produced silky panties and handed them to Bakura. Bakura's nose barely squinched but it was obvious he was ready to kill someone. Yami couldn't help but admire his friend. "They look nice Bakura." In one deft move, Bakura's hands were on Yami's throat. "It..it was a compliment! Honest! I wasn't making fun of you!" Yami sputtered, eyes bulging at the thought that he was going to die.
"Bakura thats enough!" Joey yelled and was relieved when Bakura dropped his boyfriend. "And what did you just mean that those..those panties looked nice on him?!" Joey gestured wildy at the glaring Bakura. Yami rolled his eyes. "Humph. You're going to make up for it later, koi."
"Sure thing Joey-kun!" Yami piped. Rummaging through the case he handed Bakura a pair of white stockings. Just as Bakura was putting them on, Honda interrupted.
"Uh..shouldn't we shave his legs?"
Bakura hissed a warning when Yami suddenly had a razor in his hands and Skintimate (tm) shaving cream. Honda and Joey pounced, weighing Bakura's flailing arms onto the mattress. Seto leaned against the wall, a small smile on his face. Bakura kicked at Yami but the spiky haired boy tied his legs together. "You guys look like your raping him," Seto commented.
"Wanna join?" Joey asked mischeviously. Bakura hissed again, eyes flashing dangerously. "Erm, maybe not. Take a rain check on that Seto."
Yami poured some of the water from a pitcher into his hands and rubbed Bakura's legs until a lather formed from the cream. Bakura ceased struggling and allowed Yami to continue shaving his legs, vowing his revenge and gnawing the inside of his cheek to prevent from biting Joey's arm. In a few minutes, there was a clean shaven Yami Bakura. Bakura pulled the stockings on. The other boys knew better than to test Bakura's anger so they kept their mouths shut as Bakura pulled the navy blue, ruffled, layered uniform skirt on. Next Bakura slipped the white, long sleeve sweater over his head, and adjusted the collar. Then....all hell broke loose. Two plastic, fake breasts were in Yami's hands. Bakura backed away until he was cornered.
"Come on Bakura! You don't want to be a flat chested girl, now do you?" Joey frowned and jestured to the smooth chest. "Remember, its for the mission. You could easily be discovered if you were suddenly groped by someone, not that it will happen but what if a guy took a liking to you and then he touched where there's supposed to boobs and he didn't get any. I mean, come on, that would be a dead give away and then you would be exposed as a boy and if this got to Sugurko, he would be so mad. I guess that-" Honda clamped a hand on Joey's mouth to prevent him from rambling any further.
Bakura grumbled moodily and took the plastic breasts. He shoved them down his shirt and a line creased his otherwise marble skin. "Are they right?"
Honda-the only straight one in the group or the only would that would comment-said, "Yep. Look right to me!"
"Now for the hair," Yami grinned and tackled a panting Bakura who, to Seto, was blowing smoke from his ears and nose. Yami brushed the spikes down, surprised that they could be adjusted so easily. Grabbing two white ribbons, he made small pigtails on either side of Bakura's head. "Hmm, make up?" The other three shook their heads. "Yeah. He's flawless enough." Yami motioned for Bakura to stand. "Looks nice!"
"If I didn't already know you were a boy, I'd jump you right now," Honda smiled at Bakura. The white haired boy was seeing red as he calmed his nerves. Years and years of being a hard assed bastard had paid off.
"Uh, Honda. Maybe you shouldn't of said that. He looks pretty pissed off," Joey whispered in Honda's ear.
"Joey-kun, why don't you and the rest go settle into your rooms. Joey-kun, do we share a room?" Joey nodded, admist the groaning of Seto and Honda. "Great! You'll help me get properly settled in later, right?" Joey gulped and nodded again, not trusting his voice. "Good. I look forward to it." With a twinkling in his eyes, Yami winked.
Yami waited for the other boys to leave. "Bakura, your voice is too deep. Can you change it?"
Bakura nodded. "There, is that good enough?" His voice had rose in pitch.
"That'll do. I am sorry about this. It won't last long and who knows, maybe this experience will help you out some. I'm going to get dressed. We'll come and get you before we go to school. Should be ten minutes." Yami handed Bakura a bag. "There's food in there."
Yami shut the door behind him and winced at the sound of a foot connecting with something hard. "Poor Bakura...." Yami walked into his own room to find Seto, Honda, and Joey eating like gluttonous pigs and laughing so hard that tears were rolling down the sides of their faces. "What the hell is so funny?"
"Bakura....he...looks like...a girl!!" Honda said, choking on a piece of his omelet that was threatning to go down the wrong way. Joey patted his back and dislodge the piece of egg. "Thanks man."
"No problem. Now, just what do we do about Bakura? He isn't the most friendly of people and it would seem wierd if a girl was giving death threats and glares to every person around."
"He can take care of himself. Um...Yami? What are we going to call him?"
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"Five foriegn exchange students have come to our school and it is an honor to have them," the teacher, Mr.Sauter, glanced over his glasses at the four boys and the girl. "State your names if you would, for the class."
"Joey Wheeler."
"Honda Taylor."
"Yami Mutou."
"Seto Kaiba."
".....Riyu Bakura."
"Great! You can sit where you like."
Joey and Honda immediately went to the back of the room where those not really interested in learning sat. Seto followed, not wanting to be excluded. Bakura sat several rows below them with Yami on his left. Immediately, several of the boys started talking about Bakura. "She is fine! Whew, those Asian chicks are always so hot. Just look at her...so shy. She won't even aknowledge Brad or John. What a girl. I wonder how she kisses?" The boy shifted in his seat.
Seto did not like the tall boy. He refrained from yelling insults at the boy for speaking about ~his~ Bakura but...Bakura wasn't his so who was he yell? He did, however, shoot several death glares at the boy.
The boy paused in his Bakura staring to introduce himself. "I'm Logan. You guys know Riyu?"
"Nah. We just met her this morning in the office."
"Thats great! So, none of you are dating her?" Each shook their heads. "Ooh. Today must be my lucky day. I'm going down there. Teach wont' mind." Logan sidled up to Bakura, grinning insanely. "Hey there, babe. Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?"
Bakura resisted his urge to strangle the annoying boy. Instead he sent one, evil glare at Logan. "Get lost."
"Playing hard to get, huh? I like that fire in a girl. Until later," Logan leaned closer and kissed Bakura's cheek before retreating to his desk.
Bakura hissed like a snake, attracting the attention of Yami. The former pharaoh merely sighed and he could read the headlines, 'Boy mysteriously found murdered in bed.' Logan wasn't the only one making passes at the lovely new girl nor was Bakura the one getting all the attention. Several rows up, Seto was finding himself getting oggled by nearly every girl in the classroom.
By the time the five periods were over with, the two had a cult following. Bakura retreated to his locker, wanting to advoid all the probing questions and admiring stares. He had never felt so.. uncomfortable in his life. A sound of giggling caused Bakura to glance at a locker a few places from his. Some blonde was hanging off of Seto's arm, blue eyes shining. Bakura fought back the need to snap her head from her neck. 'What the hell is wrong with me? Why do I give a damn if some girls with him?' Still, the more the girl touched Seto, the angrier Bakura became.
"Hey babe!" Logan called with the five other worshipers, Brad, John, Mikey, Shawn, and Eric in tow. Bakura's fists curled into balls. Couldn't these guys take the hint?! Apparently not because Logan put his arms around Bakura's waist. Bakura's eyes snapped open and he wished he had his gun. "We can go to lunch together," Logan purred in Bakura's ear.
"I dont think so!" Seto snarled, taking Logan's hands off of a very startled Bakura and replacing them with his own. "Riyu IS my girlfriend I suggest you back the fuck off or I'll rip your fucking head off right here!"
Logan raised his hands in a sign of submission. "I..I am so sorry man. I didn't know she was yours. Oh damn," Logan mutterted as he and his posse made it away from the 'couple.'
"Stupid jerks. Why the hell didnt you just knock them out?" Seto asked, not removing his hands from Bakura's hips.
"There could be an informant for Pegasus and if that person were to witness my, being a dressed a girl, beating up a boy who is ten times stronger and bigger than me, could prove to be suspicious."
Seto sighed. Always about the mission. "Right. Since your now officially my girlfriend, maybe you could show some kindness towards me. Oh and if I do something that boyfriends do to their girlfriends, dont go breaking my arms off."
"Hn. Fine." With Seto's arm protectively around Bakura's waist, both of their admirers stepped back but didn't cease in their drooling over the pair. Bakura took one look at the food on the students trays and blanched. "I am not eating that."
"Oh, you don't want to eat something that looks like dog shit?"
"No. Do you?"
"Not a chance. We'll go outside."
Seto and Bakura, with confused looks from their friends, went outside to the playground. Seto was surprised at how perfectly sculpted the lawns were of Fortune Highschool. Seto sat on the ground, Bakura mimicking his example. Neither spoke, nor did Bakura flinch at the close proximity of Seto's body with his. After all, it was because of the mission. Seto just sat back and watched Bakura. Then, Seto noticed what Bakura was doing. The long, slender fingers were latching together daisy's. Seto blinked. 'What? Daisy chains? Bakura can make daisy chains? What the hell?'
Bakura, feeling the blue eyes on him, blushed faintly. Seto could barely notice the pink tint but it was there and it confused him more. 'He's blushing!? That makes him so...sexy!' Seto drooled mentally. Seto summoned his courage and said, "How did you learn to make those?"
"Uh..well...Ryou...he used to make these and I kind of picked it up."
Seto was expecting maybe a go to hell but not an explanation. Seto noticed several of the students from their fanclubs coming. He rested his head on Bakura's shoulder. Bakura tensed but gave in. "Is that for me?" Seto whispered when Bakura was done. Bakura nodded. "Thank you. Aren't you the sweetest girlfriend in existence?" Seto pitched his voice just loud enough for the girls and boys passing them to hear.
Joey and Yami sank beside the two, both recieving glares the other was unaware they were giving. "Whoa. You two seem cozy. Are you sure your acting?"
Bakura growled. "Of course and if a word of this is mentioned after the mission is through, I'll kill you all."
"Right! We won't mention it!"
Seto's heart broke. 'I was reading into Bakura all wrong. He..he doesnt feel a thing for me. Oh...damnit! I had to fall for Mr. I'm-Divorced-of-My- Emotions. Why did I ever think that Bakura could feel something for me? He'll never feel anything for anyone, let alone someone as unworthy as me. He's probably not even into guys. I dont know what to do but..I'll use this time to try and get him to see what I feel for him. He doesn't have to be alone.'
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AWWW~too cutesy? :(
Hee hee! Thanks for reviewing *huge chibi eyes*
Uh...One reviewer told me this sounded like Gundam Wing. *hides behind her Deathscythe* Is sorry. I've been obsessing over GW these past couple of weeks. Yeah, I'm in the GW stage. Sigh. ^_^ So...um...Bakura is kinda like Heero and Joey reminds me of Duo. I'm didnt mean for that to happen! :P Maybe I should just stop writing this fic since its off topic and really AU......
Yami B: The show, idiot!
Ak: Oh.don't own that. But I do own Yugioh pajamas! ^_^
This is Yaoi! Boyxboy love. Don't like, please leave. Also this has crossdressing in it.
Oh yeah.expect OOCness.
Well, on with the fic!
WHAT?! YAMI BAKURA'S A GIRL?!!!
"Hey guys!" came a yell from behind the four boys. A brunette with lopsided cut cropped hair and hazel eyes was approaching them. In his hands were three suitcases that were seemingly stuffed full of clothes and a folder was tucked carefully underneath his elbow. Honda's eyes darted across each of their faces. Yami was exuberant, Joey was stifling a chuckle, Seto was quiet, and Bakura was impassive although there was a frown curling his lips.
"Hi Honda. Are those Bakura's clothes?" Joey asked innocently, relishing in the growl that erupted from Bakura. The white haired teen snarled at the three who were laughing, save Seto who was glaring with equal anger for teasing Bakura.
"Well...maybe Bakura should change inside? Ya know?" Honda glanced at the tall building. "Thats Brighton Hall, its the dorms. Both sexes share it so, it'll be easier to get Bakura changed." The five boys strode inside the dorms, thankful that not another soul was awake yet. It was 7:30 a.m. Bakura and company had landed merely minutes before being clombered by Honda. Honda threw the suitcases onto the bed and glanced at Bakura. "Um. I guess, undress."
Bakura stripped to his boxers and with a flick of Honda's wrist, removed those too. Three blushing boys turned around except Yami. "I'll help you since those idiots are too shy." Joey pretened to cry at the remark. "First...." Yami produced silky panties and handed them to Bakura. Bakura's nose barely squinched but it was obvious he was ready to kill someone. Yami couldn't help but admire his friend. "They look nice Bakura." In one deft move, Bakura's hands were on Yami's throat. "It..it was a compliment! Honest! I wasn't making fun of you!" Yami sputtered, eyes bulging at the thought that he was going to die.
"Bakura thats enough!" Joey yelled and was relieved when Bakura dropped his boyfriend. "And what did you just mean that those..those panties looked nice on him?!" Joey gestured wildy at the glaring Bakura. Yami rolled his eyes. "Humph. You're going to make up for it later, koi."
"Sure thing Joey-kun!" Yami piped. Rummaging through the case he handed Bakura a pair of white stockings. Just as Bakura was putting them on, Honda interrupted.
"Uh..shouldn't we shave his legs?"
Bakura hissed a warning when Yami suddenly had a razor in his hands and Skintimate (tm) shaving cream. Honda and Joey pounced, weighing Bakura's flailing arms onto the mattress. Seto leaned against the wall, a small smile on his face. Bakura kicked at Yami but the spiky haired boy tied his legs together. "You guys look like your raping him," Seto commented.
"Wanna join?" Joey asked mischeviously. Bakura hissed again, eyes flashing dangerously. "Erm, maybe not. Take a rain check on that Seto."
Yami poured some of the water from a pitcher into his hands and rubbed Bakura's legs until a lather formed from the cream. Bakura ceased struggling and allowed Yami to continue shaving his legs, vowing his revenge and gnawing the inside of his cheek to prevent from biting Joey's arm. In a few minutes, there was a clean shaven Yami Bakura. Bakura pulled the stockings on. The other boys knew better than to test Bakura's anger so they kept their mouths shut as Bakura pulled the navy blue, ruffled, layered uniform skirt on. Next Bakura slipped the white, long sleeve sweater over his head, and adjusted the collar. Then....all hell broke loose. Two plastic, fake breasts were in Yami's hands. Bakura backed away until he was cornered.
"Come on Bakura! You don't want to be a flat chested girl, now do you?" Joey frowned and jestured to the smooth chest. "Remember, its for the mission. You could easily be discovered if you were suddenly groped by someone, not that it will happen but what if a guy took a liking to you and then he touched where there's supposed to boobs and he didn't get any. I mean, come on, that would be a dead give away and then you would be exposed as a boy and if this got to Sugurko, he would be so mad. I guess that-" Honda clamped a hand on Joey's mouth to prevent him from rambling any further.
Bakura grumbled moodily and took the plastic breasts. He shoved them down his shirt and a line creased his otherwise marble skin. "Are they right?"
Honda-the only straight one in the group or the only would that would comment-said, "Yep. Look right to me!"
"Now for the hair," Yami grinned and tackled a panting Bakura who, to Seto, was blowing smoke from his ears and nose. Yami brushed the spikes down, surprised that they could be adjusted so easily. Grabbing two white ribbons, he made small pigtails on either side of Bakura's head. "Hmm, make up?" The other three shook their heads. "Yeah. He's flawless enough." Yami motioned for Bakura to stand. "Looks nice!"
"If I didn't already know you were a boy, I'd jump you right now," Honda smiled at Bakura. The white haired boy was seeing red as he calmed his nerves. Years and years of being a hard assed bastard had paid off.
"Uh, Honda. Maybe you shouldn't of said that. He looks pretty pissed off," Joey whispered in Honda's ear.
"Joey-kun, why don't you and the rest go settle into your rooms. Joey-kun, do we share a room?" Joey nodded, admist the groaning of Seto and Honda. "Great! You'll help me get properly settled in later, right?" Joey gulped and nodded again, not trusting his voice. "Good. I look forward to it." With a twinkling in his eyes, Yami winked.
Yami waited for the other boys to leave. "Bakura, your voice is too deep. Can you change it?"
Bakura nodded. "There, is that good enough?" His voice had rose in pitch.
"That'll do. I am sorry about this. It won't last long and who knows, maybe this experience will help you out some. I'm going to get dressed. We'll come and get you before we go to school. Should be ten minutes." Yami handed Bakura a bag. "There's food in there."
Yami shut the door behind him and winced at the sound of a foot connecting with something hard. "Poor Bakura...." Yami walked into his own room to find Seto, Honda, and Joey eating like gluttonous pigs and laughing so hard that tears were rolling down the sides of their faces. "What the hell is so funny?"
"Bakura....he...looks like...a girl!!" Honda said, choking on a piece of his omelet that was threatning to go down the wrong way. Joey patted his back and dislodge the piece of egg. "Thanks man."
"No problem. Now, just what do we do about Bakura? He isn't the most friendly of people and it would seem wierd if a girl was giving death threats and glares to every person around."
"He can take care of himself. Um...Yami? What are we going to call him?"
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"Five foriegn exchange students have come to our school and it is an honor to have them," the teacher, Mr.Sauter, glanced over his glasses at the four boys and the girl. "State your names if you would, for the class."
"Joey Wheeler."
"Honda Taylor."
"Yami Mutou."
"Seto Kaiba."
".....Riyu Bakura."
"Great! You can sit where you like."
Joey and Honda immediately went to the back of the room where those not really interested in learning sat. Seto followed, not wanting to be excluded. Bakura sat several rows below them with Yami on his left. Immediately, several of the boys started talking about Bakura. "She is fine! Whew, those Asian chicks are always so hot. Just look at her...so shy. She won't even aknowledge Brad or John. What a girl. I wonder how she kisses?" The boy shifted in his seat.
Seto did not like the tall boy. He refrained from yelling insults at the boy for speaking about ~his~ Bakura but...Bakura wasn't his so who was he yell? He did, however, shoot several death glares at the boy.
The boy paused in his Bakura staring to introduce himself. "I'm Logan. You guys know Riyu?"
"Nah. We just met her this morning in the office."
"Thats great! So, none of you are dating her?" Each shook their heads. "Ooh. Today must be my lucky day. I'm going down there. Teach wont' mind." Logan sidled up to Bakura, grinning insanely. "Hey there, babe. Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?"
Bakura resisted his urge to strangle the annoying boy. Instead he sent one, evil glare at Logan. "Get lost."
"Playing hard to get, huh? I like that fire in a girl. Until later," Logan leaned closer and kissed Bakura's cheek before retreating to his desk.
Bakura hissed like a snake, attracting the attention of Yami. The former pharaoh merely sighed and he could read the headlines, 'Boy mysteriously found murdered in bed.' Logan wasn't the only one making passes at the lovely new girl nor was Bakura the one getting all the attention. Several rows up, Seto was finding himself getting oggled by nearly every girl in the classroom.
By the time the five periods were over with, the two had a cult following. Bakura retreated to his locker, wanting to advoid all the probing questions and admiring stares. He had never felt so.. uncomfortable in his life. A sound of giggling caused Bakura to glance at a locker a few places from his. Some blonde was hanging off of Seto's arm, blue eyes shining. Bakura fought back the need to snap her head from her neck. 'What the hell is wrong with me? Why do I give a damn if some girls with him?' Still, the more the girl touched Seto, the angrier Bakura became.
"Hey babe!" Logan called with the five other worshipers, Brad, John, Mikey, Shawn, and Eric in tow. Bakura's fists curled into balls. Couldn't these guys take the hint?! Apparently not because Logan put his arms around Bakura's waist. Bakura's eyes snapped open and he wished he had his gun. "We can go to lunch together," Logan purred in Bakura's ear.
"I dont think so!" Seto snarled, taking Logan's hands off of a very startled Bakura and replacing them with his own. "Riyu IS my girlfriend I suggest you back the fuck off or I'll rip your fucking head off right here!"
Logan raised his hands in a sign of submission. "I..I am so sorry man. I didn't know she was yours. Oh damn," Logan mutterted as he and his posse made it away from the 'couple.'
"Stupid jerks. Why the hell didnt you just knock them out?" Seto asked, not removing his hands from Bakura's hips.
"There could be an informant for Pegasus and if that person were to witness my, being a dressed a girl, beating up a boy who is ten times stronger and bigger than me, could prove to be suspicious."
Seto sighed. Always about the mission. "Right. Since your now officially my girlfriend, maybe you could show some kindness towards me. Oh and if I do something that boyfriends do to their girlfriends, dont go breaking my arms off."
"Hn. Fine." With Seto's arm protectively around Bakura's waist, both of their admirers stepped back but didn't cease in their drooling over the pair. Bakura took one look at the food on the students trays and blanched. "I am not eating that."
"Oh, you don't want to eat something that looks like dog shit?"
"No. Do you?"
"Not a chance. We'll go outside."
Seto and Bakura, with confused looks from their friends, went outside to the playground. Seto was surprised at how perfectly sculpted the lawns were of Fortune Highschool. Seto sat on the ground, Bakura mimicking his example. Neither spoke, nor did Bakura flinch at the close proximity of Seto's body with his. After all, it was because of the mission. Seto just sat back and watched Bakura. Then, Seto noticed what Bakura was doing. The long, slender fingers were latching together daisy's. Seto blinked. 'What? Daisy chains? Bakura can make daisy chains? What the hell?'
Bakura, feeling the blue eyes on him, blushed faintly. Seto could barely notice the pink tint but it was there and it confused him more. 'He's blushing!? That makes him so...sexy!' Seto drooled mentally. Seto summoned his courage and said, "How did you learn to make those?"
"Uh..well...Ryou...he used to make these and I kind of picked it up."
Seto was expecting maybe a go to hell but not an explanation. Seto noticed several of the students from their fanclubs coming. He rested his head on Bakura's shoulder. Bakura tensed but gave in. "Is that for me?" Seto whispered when Bakura was done. Bakura nodded. "Thank you. Aren't you the sweetest girlfriend in existence?" Seto pitched his voice just loud enough for the girls and boys passing them to hear.
Joey and Yami sank beside the two, both recieving glares the other was unaware they were giving. "Whoa. You two seem cozy. Are you sure your acting?"
Bakura growled. "Of course and if a word of this is mentioned after the mission is through, I'll kill you all."
"Right! We won't mention it!"
Seto's heart broke. 'I was reading into Bakura all wrong. He..he doesnt feel a thing for me. Oh...damnit! I had to fall for Mr. I'm-Divorced-of-My- Emotions. Why did I ever think that Bakura could feel something for me? He'll never feel anything for anyone, let alone someone as unworthy as me. He's probably not even into guys. I dont know what to do but..I'll use this time to try and get him to see what I feel for him. He doesn't have to be alone.'
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AWWW~too cutesy? :(
Hee hee! Thanks for reviewing *huge chibi eyes*
Uh...One reviewer told me this sounded like Gundam Wing. *hides behind her Deathscythe* Is sorry. I've been obsessing over GW these past couple of weeks. Yeah, I'm in the GW stage. Sigh. ^_^ So...um...Bakura is kinda like Heero and Joey reminds me of Duo. I'm didnt mean for that to happen! :P Maybe I should just stop writing this fic since its off topic and really AU......
