Me: I love you all! It's so nice to feel appreciated!
Bakura: Sure is!
Me: _" I never heard anyone mention YOUR name!
Bakura: Is it just me? Or are you JEALOUS that everyone is going, *In girly voice* Ohhhh, poor Bakura, he gets tortured by this awful authoress, ohh, poor Bakura-san, I wish you didn't torture him so much.
Me: How about this? Oh, poor Bakura! But I love seeing my characters tortured!
Bakura: \_/
Me: So anyway, thanks for the eleven reviews! Sometimes I wish I was the one, not mentioning any pen names, that got five hundred and over reviews for a Yami Bakura fan fic, but obviously I'm not appreciated as much as I had thought.
Bakura: Oh, you're appreciated all right. By monkeys.
Me: v_v' Please leave me alone. Remember, I am the one who writes this story, and I can have anything I want to happen to you.
Bakura: Like what?
Me: I could throw you into a pool full of piranhas, or alligators, or.how about we ask the viewers? What do you think? Piranhas, or alliga.*Mouth is muffled by Bakura's hand*
Bakura: I will personally crush you and throw you into a pit of molten lava if you DON'T quit insulting and torturing me!
Me: *Uses my authoress powers to make Bakura fall down a hole*
Bakura: AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
Me: Thank you authoress powers. Okay, on to some questions. But first, same older disclaimer time!
Disclaimer: Kira does not own Yu-Gi-Oh, but does own the Black Rose virus, Sakura, and Sakura's little brother. Oh, and she owns all of this story's ideas!
Me: With me I have Seto Kaiba, who has been personally asked by one of my viewers.
Seto: Thank you so much for picking me to be your guest. Although I still have something to settle with you about ME not being in this story.
Me: Yeah, well, you might have the money but I have the pen. Now, Blue Elf asks this question Kaiba,
I wanted to ask Kaiba this for quite a while. When Kaiba calls Joey animal names, are they really pet names? Great story!
Seto: It all depends. When I call Joey a dog, for example, I'm merely expressing what I think he is. When he cowers like he does at the loss of a duel, he deserves the title. The reason why you might THINK it's a pet name is quite obvious, but it isn't. If it was I would have already bought a leash and collar and built him a dog house for my backyard. Believe me, I would.
Me: Welllllll....I imagine Joey really appreciates that, Kaiba. Thanks for the review and the question, Blue Elf! Oh, also to one of my viewers, which pen name is DemonSurfer, I give you a custom made, one of a kind Sakura plushie. This is the only one ever made you know! And a Ryou plushie, which isn't uncommon, but here you go anyway. Oh, I have a bulletin...
DATING SERVICE NOW OPEN FOR CAST MEMBERS!!!!
Me: That's right! I am opening a small dating service right here in between chapters! Gives me something to do! One rule..no hentai. Won't except it under any circumstances. This is a PG rated story people, and I'm NOT upping the rating. Here are the lucky guys who are open to date:
YAMI YUGI: Age: Well, I'll say sixteen, but we ALL know he's much older
YUGI: Age sixteen
KAIBA: Age eighteen
JOEY: Age sixteen
RYOU: Age sixteen
YAMI BAKURA: Age sixteen (Obviously older but ya know)
MALIK ISHTAR: Age sixteen (I refuse to call him by the English dub of Marik)
TRISTAN: Age sixteen (Must I keep repeating myself?)
Me: Okay, that's all I'm putting up. Eight boys in my studio at once is quite enough for me. There are just some simple guidelines. You must include your name (Can be made up, you don't have to tell me any personal information)
you MUST be a girl to date a boy (Obviously)
what you'll be wearing,
where your date is,
what happens on the date (No hentai please or I will not use it. Kissing IS allowed!)
and if you'd want to go out with him again.
I'll decide how the date should go, but I WILL go by your ideas. Please let me know if you are a glomper of a character, so I can warn them ahead of time.
I know many of you girls out there are DYING to get your hands on Yami Yugi, so start sending in those reviews and
I PROMISE to get every single date entrée up in some time or another! And now, on to the next chapter!
Bakura's POV
"Where do we start?" I asked Sakura as we walked down the dark ally.
"We start by finding someone who knows of your condition. Someone who would understand. And I know just the person. He's actually my next door neighbor. Or, the floor up anyway." Sakura explained.
"Who is he?" I asked.
"I'll let him explain. But he'll know what you're going thru. Just a few more doors down. Here we are. Climb up the fire escape. That way we can get right to his front door." Sakura said, climbing up first.
I followed up, not so sure about intruding like this. "Are you sure he won't mind?"
"Now look who's starting to care. Of course he won't. I come up here almost every day." She said.
I raised an eyebrow nervously. "You..and him..hooked up?"
"Heck no. He's my best friend. Well, he and his sister. Come on in, the window's open." She said, climbing into the house window. I followed reluctantly, not really scared, but uptight because I was expecting an attack from an enemy.
"Hey, anyone home?" Sakura called into the apartment.
"Back here Sakura! Isis, will you do me a favor and get this bookshelf off of me? Isis? ISIS!" Came a desperate male voice from the back of the apartment.
"Malik! Are you okay?" Sakura called, running towards the room where she heard the voice coming from. I followed her slowly, hearing the scene from the hallway which I was currently in.
"Oh, Malik! What did you get yourself into this time?" Sakura's voice said, hearing something being thrown to the side of the room.
"Bakura, get in here and help me!"
I walked in, finding a teen boy on his stomach, pined underneath a bookshelf on top of him, piles of books littered all around the room.
"Grab the other end, Bakura. It'll take all of our strength to get this off." Sakura directed.
I grabbed the other side of the plain wood shelf and began tilting it up off of the boy so it tumbled back the other way with a crash, showing the rest of the boy's body.
"Ohhhh.I think I need to take to lighter reading." The boy said, rubbing his arm that looked like it had a cut on it.
"Are you okay?" Sakura asked, bending down next to him and looking seemingly worried.
"I've been better. But thank you. I don't know where Isis went. She was here a minute ago, and I wanted the book on the top shelf. So, being the moron I am, I climbed the shelf half way, and it started tipping. I tried to get away, but I got pinned underneath it instead. And this, oh, it'll heal."
Now that I could see the boy's face better, he had a very dark complexion, like he was used to being in a place that was sunny and hot a lot of the time. His hair was very unusual, being a beige color, or an off-white. He stood about 5'7, his body just slightly muscular, and his voice had a seemingly Arabian accent. His eyes were blue, and he wore two earrings in each ear, and a black sleeveless shirt. He had on black velvet pants.
"Are you sure you're okay? Let me find a bandage for that wound of yours." Sakura offered.
"No. That won't be necessary. I've had much worse wounds then this." He looked up and stared, as though he noticed me for the first time.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't see you standing there." He said, slowly rising to his feet.
"A friend of Sakura's are you?"
"..." I began.
"Well, it's a long story. You see, this is Bakura. And.. he saved me from a gang of bums in the park last night." Sakura explained.
"I see. Well, the pleasure is all mine. Oh, my name is Malik Ishtar. I'm.pleased to meet you." He said, extending his tan hand to shake. I slowly shook his hand. Almost like a light bulb popped up above his head, his blue eyes wavered and widened in sudden memory of something.
"OH MY GOD! Where's my Rod?" Malik frantically started searching thru the piles of books, throwing them to the sides and digging furiously until the floor was visible underneath. I had to keep myself from laughing at the creative sentence he had thrown together.
"Oh, please be here. I set it down to get my book, and the shelf must have fallen on it." He said half to himself and half to Sakura and me.
"There you are!" He pulled out a long staff made of pure gold, and my heart skipped. Stepping back, I almost had a sudden urge to grab it, but forced the emotion into submission. He tapped the floor with the end of it, looking proud to have found it.
"The last thing I need is to be losing this." He glanced over at me, lowering his eyebrows at me.
"Wait a minute..you're a yami, aren't you? I can see it in your eyes, those eyes turned down with the darkness of a Millennium Item. I should know. I have one too." Malik said, looking from me to Sakura.
"Why have you brought a yami here?"
"He needs your help. It's sort of important." Sakura said.
"Sort of? How about the difference between life and death for yours truly?" I snapped.
Malik looked back at me. "The spirit of the Millennium Ring is a feisty one, aren't you, Yami Bakura?" Malik said in almost a sassy tone, bending down to pile the books in neat arrangements.
"You see, I know you have almost every Egyptian legend and myth at your disposal, and I was wondering if you would have one associated with yamis of an Item, and the Legend of the Black Rose. Do you?" Sakura asked.
"Do I? What a silly question, Sakura. Out of all these books, don't you think I WOULD?" Malik said with a cheerful laugh (Which I despised by the way) He started digging thru the books profusely. "Ah, here it is." He said, uncovering a dusty, hardcover book that was dulled and very old. There were wrinkles in its old leather backing, and Egyptian Hieroglyphics written on the front. I decoded it quite easily; Egyptian Myths and Legends. It was quite clear that, somehow, he had found the right book.
"Let's see..I'm sure it is in here somewhere.. You'll have to excuse me, my Ancient Egyptian reading skills are a bit rusty..Ah! Here it is! Curse of the Black Rose Virus." He said, pausing as he read the inscription to himself.
"It says here," He began, running his fingers over the ancient language, "That the Black Rose Virus is a very powerful virus that the spirits of the Millennium Items sometimes get. But in this case, you are the main target, Bakura." He said, glancing up at me.
"The virus is inflicted on the yami of an Item, but not just any spirit. It must be one with an evil past or the virus cannot properly fuse with its host. Meaning, not only was the spirit evil, but the person of the past as well. If the spirit does not find kindness in his soul, or, more specifically, find love, he will perish from the virus when the last petal falls. But if he does find love, the rose will die, and his spirit will not be taken with it." Malik read.
"LOVE?!" I snapped.
"Well, not exactly the love you are thinking of. More like kindness, friendship, compassion; these are all forms of human love that are sometimes the strongest form. Romance would work, of course, but it isn't the necessary cure. It does not mean mushy love, Bakura." Malik stated.
"Well that's a load of crap off of MY back." I mumbled.
"How long do you think he has?" Sakura asked Malik.
"Well let's see, if a rose has multiples of five petals, five a day, fifteen to a flower.roughly three days. Shorter if it spreads." Malik calculated.
'What a nerd.' I thought to myself with a sigh.
"And.I die if I don't? Geesum, that's forcing the subject pretty dang hard, isn't it?"
"Well, would you rather do as the book says or die a slow, miserable death?" Malik asked.
Well that was a stupid question.
"I'd rather die." I said, beginning to walk out of the room.
"You'd rather die? Oh, come on! Don't be such an empty minded no good!" Sakura called.
I was about ready to kick her out of the place by now, always seeming to insult me in any way possible.
"Curse me all you want Sakura but there's no WAY I'd ever go along with such a meaningless cure. I mean, how about like..saying a spell, drinking some potion or something? I'm not the type you think I am, and that's the way it will always be." I said.
"Fine. Then go ahead and leave, Bakura. But without me, you're just a lonely little acorn that has been thrown on a highway. A car will come along and hit you and you won't even feel it." She hissed.
I felt a deep presence from her that I had not felt before. Possibly my Millennium ring was trying to tell me something. Turning around, I almost was beginning to see Sakura in a different light. She wasn't as innocent as I had thought, I noticed, because thru the help of my Ring, I saw a dark light looming over her, like that I had seen covering the Black Rose in my soul.
"Stay away from me, Sakura. I do not wish to make friends with YOU." I said, walking out of the room and going back thru the window.
"Do you think he is catching on, Sakura?" Malik asked Sakura in a deep and concealed tone. Sakura smirked at her counterpart, Malik.
"Don't be so negative, Malik. We have three days to work out our plans." She said menacingly, and laughed.
Me: So how did you like it? The next few chapters are going to be full of action, so stay alert. There are twists and turns that will provide very vital information to my plot.
Bakura: As they all say, the plot is beginning to thicken.
Me: Who's, they all?
Bakura: Me
Me: Ohhhhhh..well, the clock is winding down for Bakura. And, if Malik is right, he only has one solution to cure him. And that's loving someone in some way so to speak.
Bakura: Not happening.
Me: Well that's not your call is it?
Bakura: *Crickets Chirping*
Me: Well said. R&R! And send in who ya want ta date! *Whispers* please get Bakura out of here!
Bakura: I heard that!
Me: ^_^
Bakura: Sure is!
Me: _" I never heard anyone mention YOUR name!
Bakura: Is it just me? Or are you JEALOUS that everyone is going, *In girly voice* Ohhhh, poor Bakura, he gets tortured by this awful authoress, ohh, poor Bakura-san, I wish you didn't torture him so much.
Me: How about this? Oh, poor Bakura! But I love seeing my characters tortured!
Bakura: \_/
Me: So anyway, thanks for the eleven reviews! Sometimes I wish I was the one, not mentioning any pen names, that got five hundred and over reviews for a Yami Bakura fan fic, but obviously I'm not appreciated as much as I had thought.
Bakura: Oh, you're appreciated all right. By monkeys.
Me: v_v' Please leave me alone. Remember, I am the one who writes this story, and I can have anything I want to happen to you.
Bakura: Like what?
Me: I could throw you into a pool full of piranhas, or alligators, or.how about we ask the viewers? What do you think? Piranhas, or alliga.*Mouth is muffled by Bakura's hand*
Bakura: I will personally crush you and throw you into a pit of molten lava if you DON'T quit insulting and torturing me!
Me: *Uses my authoress powers to make Bakura fall down a hole*
Bakura: AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
Me: Thank you authoress powers. Okay, on to some questions. But first, same older disclaimer time!
Disclaimer: Kira does not own Yu-Gi-Oh, but does own the Black Rose virus, Sakura, and Sakura's little brother. Oh, and she owns all of this story's ideas!
Me: With me I have Seto Kaiba, who has been personally asked by one of my viewers.
Seto: Thank you so much for picking me to be your guest. Although I still have something to settle with you about ME not being in this story.
Me: Yeah, well, you might have the money but I have the pen. Now, Blue Elf asks this question Kaiba,
I wanted to ask Kaiba this for quite a while. When Kaiba calls Joey animal names, are they really pet names? Great story!
Seto: It all depends. When I call Joey a dog, for example, I'm merely expressing what I think he is. When he cowers like he does at the loss of a duel, he deserves the title. The reason why you might THINK it's a pet name is quite obvious, but it isn't. If it was I would have already bought a leash and collar and built him a dog house for my backyard. Believe me, I would.
Me: Welllllll....I imagine Joey really appreciates that, Kaiba. Thanks for the review and the question, Blue Elf! Oh, also to one of my viewers, which pen name is DemonSurfer, I give you a custom made, one of a kind Sakura plushie. This is the only one ever made you know! And a Ryou plushie, which isn't uncommon, but here you go anyway. Oh, I have a bulletin...
DATING SERVICE NOW OPEN FOR CAST MEMBERS!!!!
Me: That's right! I am opening a small dating service right here in between chapters! Gives me something to do! One rule..no hentai. Won't except it under any circumstances. This is a PG rated story people, and I'm NOT upping the rating. Here are the lucky guys who are open to date:
YAMI YUGI: Age: Well, I'll say sixteen, but we ALL know he's much older
YUGI: Age sixteen
KAIBA: Age eighteen
JOEY: Age sixteen
RYOU: Age sixteen
YAMI BAKURA: Age sixteen (Obviously older but ya know)
MALIK ISHTAR: Age sixteen (I refuse to call him by the English dub of Marik)
TRISTAN: Age sixteen (Must I keep repeating myself?)
Me: Okay, that's all I'm putting up. Eight boys in my studio at once is quite enough for me. There are just some simple guidelines. You must include your name (Can be made up, you don't have to tell me any personal information)
you MUST be a girl to date a boy (Obviously)
what you'll be wearing,
where your date is,
what happens on the date (No hentai please or I will not use it. Kissing IS allowed!)
and if you'd want to go out with him again.
I'll decide how the date should go, but I WILL go by your ideas. Please let me know if you are a glomper of a character, so I can warn them ahead of time.
I know many of you girls out there are DYING to get your hands on Yami Yugi, so start sending in those reviews and
I PROMISE to get every single date entrée up in some time or another! And now, on to the next chapter!
Bakura's POV
"Where do we start?" I asked Sakura as we walked down the dark ally.
"We start by finding someone who knows of your condition. Someone who would understand. And I know just the person. He's actually my next door neighbor. Or, the floor up anyway." Sakura explained.
"Who is he?" I asked.
"I'll let him explain. But he'll know what you're going thru. Just a few more doors down. Here we are. Climb up the fire escape. That way we can get right to his front door." Sakura said, climbing up first.
I followed up, not so sure about intruding like this. "Are you sure he won't mind?"
"Now look who's starting to care. Of course he won't. I come up here almost every day." She said.
I raised an eyebrow nervously. "You..and him..hooked up?"
"Heck no. He's my best friend. Well, he and his sister. Come on in, the window's open." She said, climbing into the house window. I followed reluctantly, not really scared, but uptight because I was expecting an attack from an enemy.
"Hey, anyone home?" Sakura called into the apartment.
"Back here Sakura! Isis, will you do me a favor and get this bookshelf off of me? Isis? ISIS!" Came a desperate male voice from the back of the apartment.
"Malik! Are you okay?" Sakura called, running towards the room where she heard the voice coming from. I followed her slowly, hearing the scene from the hallway which I was currently in.
"Oh, Malik! What did you get yourself into this time?" Sakura's voice said, hearing something being thrown to the side of the room.
"Bakura, get in here and help me!"
I walked in, finding a teen boy on his stomach, pined underneath a bookshelf on top of him, piles of books littered all around the room.
"Grab the other end, Bakura. It'll take all of our strength to get this off." Sakura directed.
I grabbed the other side of the plain wood shelf and began tilting it up off of the boy so it tumbled back the other way with a crash, showing the rest of the boy's body.
"Ohhhh.I think I need to take to lighter reading." The boy said, rubbing his arm that looked like it had a cut on it.
"Are you okay?" Sakura asked, bending down next to him and looking seemingly worried.
"I've been better. But thank you. I don't know where Isis went. She was here a minute ago, and I wanted the book on the top shelf. So, being the moron I am, I climbed the shelf half way, and it started tipping. I tried to get away, but I got pinned underneath it instead. And this, oh, it'll heal."
Now that I could see the boy's face better, he had a very dark complexion, like he was used to being in a place that was sunny and hot a lot of the time. His hair was very unusual, being a beige color, or an off-white. He stood about 5'7, his body just slightly muscular, and his voice had a seemingly Arabian accent. His eyes were blue, and he wore two earrings in each ear, and a black sleeveless shirt. He had on black velvet pants.
"Are you sure you're okay? Let me find a bandage for that wound of yours." Sakura offered.
"No. That won't be necessary. I've had much worse wounds then this." He looked up and stared, as though he noticed me for the first time.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't see you standing there." He said, slowly rising to his feet.
"A friend of Sakura's are you?"
"..." I began.
"Well, it's a long story. You see, this is Bakura. And.. he saved me from a gang of bums in the park last night." Sakura explained.
"I see. Well, the pleasure is all mine. Oh, my name is Malik Ishtar. I'm.pleased to meet you." He said, extending his tan hand to shake. I slowly shook his hand. Almost like a light bulb popped up above his head, his blue eyes wavered and widened in sudden memory of something.
"OH MY GOD! Where's my Rod?" Malik frantically started searching thru the piles of books, throwing them to the sides and digging furiously until the floor was visible underneath. I had to keep myself from laughing at the creative sentence he had thrown together.
"Oh, please be here. I set it down to get my book, and the shelf must have fallen on it." He said half to himself and half to Sakura and me.
"There you are!" He pulled out a long staff made of pure gold, and my heart skipped. Stepping back, I almost had a sudden urge to grab it, but forced the emotion into submission. He tapped the floor with the end of it, looking proud to have found it.
"The last thing I need is to be losing this." He glanced over at me, lowering his eyebrows at me.
"Wait a minute..you're a yami, aren't you? I can see it in your eyes, those eyes turned down with the darkness of a Millennium Item. I should know. I have one too." Malik said, looking from me to Sakura.
"Why have you brought a yami here?"
"He needs your help. It's sort of important." Sakura said.
"Sort of? How about the difference between life and death for yours truly?" I snapped.
Malik looked back at me. "The spirit of the Millennium Ring is a feisty one, aren't you, Yami Bakura?" Malik said in almost a sassy tone, bending down to pile the books in neat arrangements.
"You see, I know you have almost every Egyptian legend and myth at your disposal, and I was wondering if you would have one associated with yamis of an Item, and the Legend of the Black Rose. Do you?" Sakura asked.
"Do I? What a silly question, Sakura. Out of all these books, don't you think I WOULD?" Malik said with a cheerful laugh (Which I despised by the way) He started digging thru the books profusely. "Ah, here it is." He said, uncovering a dusty, hardcover book that was dulled and very old. There were wrinkles in its old leather backing, and Egyptian Hieroglyphics written on the front. I decoded it quite easily; Egyptian Myths and Legends. It was quite clear that, somehow, he had found the right book.
"Let's see..I'm sure it is in here somewhere.. You'll have to excuse me, my Ancient Egyptian reading skills are a bit rusty..Ah! Here it is! Curse of the Black Rose Virus." He said, pausing as he read the inscription to himself.
"It says here," He began, running his fingers over the ancient language, "That the Black Rose Virus is a very powerful virus that the spirits of the Millennium Items sometimes get. But in this case, you are the main target, Bakura." He said, glancing up at me.
"The virus is inflicted on the yami of an Item, but not just any spirit. It must be one with an evil past or the virus cannot properly fuse with its host. Meaning, not only was the spirit evil, but the person of the past as well. If the spirit does not find kindness in his soul, or, more specifically, find love, he will perish from the virus when the last petal falls. But if he does find love, the rose will die, and his spirit will not be taken with it." Malik read.
"LOVE?!" I snapped.
"Well, not exactly the love you are thinking of. More like kindness, friendship, compassion; these are all forms of human love that are sometimes the strongest form. Romance would work, of course, but it isn't the necessary cure. It does not mean mushy love, Bakura." Malik stated.
"Well that's a load of crap off of MY back." I mumbled.
"How long do you think he has?" Sakura asked Malik.
"Well let's see, if a rose has multiples of five petals, five a day, fifteen to a flower.roughly three days. Shorter if it spreads." Malik calculated.
'What a nerd.' I thought to myself with a sigh.
"And.I die if I don't? Geesum, that's forcing the subject pretty dang hard, isn't it?"
"Well, would you rather do as the book says or die a slow, miserable death?" Malik asked.
Well that was a stupid question.
"I'd rather die." I said, beginning to walk out of the room.
"You'd rather die? Oh, come on! Don't be such an empty minded no good!" Sakura called.
I was about ready to kick her out of the place by now, always seeming to insult me in any way possible.
"Curse me all you want Sakura but there's no WAY I'd ever go along with such a meaningless cure. I mean, how about like..saying a spell, drinking some potion or something? I'm not the type you think I am, and that's the way it will always be." I said.
"Fine. Then go ahead and leave, Bakura. But without me, you're just a lonely little acorn that has been thrown on a highway. A car will come along and hit you and you won't even feel it." She hissed.
I felt a deep presence from her that I had not felt before. Possibly my Millennium ring was trying to tell me something. Turning around, I almost was beginning to see Sakura in a different light. She wasn't as innocent as I had thought, I noticed, because thru the help of my Ring, I saw a dark light looming over her, like that I had seen covering the Black Rose in my soul.
"Stay away from me, Sakura. I do not wish to make friends with YOU." I said, walking out of the room and going back thru the window.
"Do you think he is catching on, Sakura?" Malik asked Sakura in a deep and concealed tone. Sakura smirked at her counterpart, Malik.
"Don't be so negative, Malik. We have three days to work out our plans." She said menacingly, and laughed.
Me: So how did you like it? The next few chapters are going to be full of action, so stay alert. There are twists and turns that will provide very vital information to my plot.
Bakura: As they all say, the plot is beginning to thicken.
Me: Who's, they all?
Bakura: Me
Me: Ohhhhhh..well, the clock is winding down for Bakura. And, if Malik is right, he only has one solution to cure him. And that's loving someone in some way so to speak.
Bakura: Not happening.
Me: Well that's not your call is it?
Bakura: *Crickets Chirping*
Me: Well said. R&R! And send in who ya want ta date! *Whispers* please get Bakura out of here!
Bakura: I heard that!
Me: ^_^