Konnichiwa, minna! ^_^. I know I haven't posted anything in a week
[sniffle] I know- I know- it sucks! But anyway, hopefully you guys will
cheer up with this new section. And yes- writing parts to "Just Let Me Be
in Love" has definitely been an inspiration ((it's the sequel to "Left of
the Middle")). If you haven't seen it yet, it's a Ryou/Jounouchi,
Ryou/Bakura, and Ryou/Jounouchi/Bakura fic. [taps her chin] I don't know. I
always wanted to write it, so check it out sometime ^_^. That one should be
updated much more often considering that I write it solely at school and
I've had a lot of spare time so far!
Anyway- onto responses:
Shadow Queen: Calm down! ((why do I seem to have to tell people to calm down about my fics? It's crazy, that's what!)). And Yami Bakura-chan. you need to stop stressing her! She's gonna have a heart attack if you scare her like that! She won't get hacked! Besides, she voluntarily put her e- mail addy in the review, she doesn't seem to mind people wanting to contact her! [pokes Yami Bakura in the eye] stop being mean!
Elys: Yes- it's gonna be continued ([sigh] after this, there's only 4 more parts. ^_^. But I still have my sequel! [dances])
Renee the Rabbid Squirrel: Well. thanks for telling me about the typos and all. Being the lazy person that I am, I probably won't redo those, but I'll try to be more careful in the future ^_^. Arigatou. [hands her a chibi Yuugi plushie] thanks for reviewing my stories!
Kuri Suki: hai hai! Angst! [sighs all dramatically]
Hiro Yui: of course! You've been one of the people who's stuck with this story for a while now!
Ryoubakurafan013: [sweatdrop] Relena Peacecraft? Gundam Wing? Lady with the big head? Everyone calls her the queen of the world? [starts to pull at her hair] GETTING IN THE WAY OF 1X2!!! [cries] why does she have to be so annoying?! Can't Duo and Heero just get it on all ready?! [falls over]
Nizumo Mikomi: ^_^. Yes, Anzu is an evil slut- and I sorta do like to bash her. ((BUT BE WARNED EVERYONE- THE NEXT CHAPTER IS ABOUT *HER*- and like this one isn't?!)) And I must admit. those inventive ways of putting her into boiling oil ain't so bad. Actually pretty creative, I think! Malik. well- I think considering his character's ambitions. I think I made him too nice. Supposedly Malik is convinced by Yami Malik that Yami Yuugi killed Malik's father- so the boy wants revenge. What Malik doesn't know is that it was actually his own yami that killed his father. Sooo... yeah. ^_^. But I still think he's super kawaii! Oh! And. [gives her a chibi Heero Yuy plushie] here yah go! Now you just need to convince Ryoubakurafan013 that she should get a chibi Duo plushie and you two should have play time together!
Cat: Ah. I would have to say that overall, if I had to put down the tarot cards for this, Ryou would constantly be getting the Wheel of Fortune reversed. Poor guy. well- [talks to a Ryou plushie] cheer up cuz you'll get plenty of happy time in the end, I guess!
Yami Tsuki Tenshi: Dark Moon Angel, ne? I like the name! Anyway, sorry to hear that you missed the update. I'm scarred of updating sometimes cuz it's probably too much! But- I guess I like reading reviews, so I don't complain! Anyway- hope you like this chapter!
Okay- so here's he dilly:
This chapter SORTA focuses on Bakura and Anzu- and the next chapter is mainly Anzu. I *know* no one likes her, but she must be dealt with! For some reason, I can't decide what I'm gonna do with her- yes- suggestions are welcome, but please keep in mind that the suggestion has to actually match the story.? I don't necessarily want to kill he girl- but if it involves her getting somehow. seriously hurt (a coma anyone?) then that would be great. just make it plausible!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Gi Oh- sadly, mind you, but I guess I sorta own the story I'm writing. ((this disclaimer sounds lame.)) SO PLEASE READ AND REVIEW! Okay- enough wining- let's get on with it! ^_~.
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*.*: song lyrics '.': thoughts
Left of the Middle: Don't You Think?
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*Some people- don't worry- 'bout nothing-
Don't know what's going on.
I'm not one- who can't say- they're sorry-
I just care what's going on.*
The light haired boy smiled at the pavement underneath him; the two were walking steadily towards Domino High- his first day back since it had happened. Ryou sighed lightly, two months and he'd probably fallen behind to the point to where he'd probably failed all of his classes. He felt that it was all ready written on his transcript that he'd be held back. But for some odd reason, he wasn't worried.
//Duel Monster mob, 9 o' clock// Bakura had his hands shoved into his pockets, starring at the ground as well. Ryou looked to his left, dark eyes falling onto the group of four that were approaching at the intersection.
'I guess I should be happy to see them after all this time.' The young man's face softened into a smile that would be appropriate for the friends he hadn't seen for months.
"Ohayo, Ryou!" Yuugi suddenly called, running ahead of the group to meet up with the young man. In a friendly manner, he hugged the taller male, laughing.
"Ohayo." The young man smiled down at him. By now the entire group had met at the corner of the street- Yami showing up as well to greet the white haired teen. But while everyone had been hugging and patting Ryou on the back, Bakura had stepped away, observing the situation. Everyone was gathered around his hikari except one person; Tea was watching him intently from her spot away from the others.
'What the hell does she want?' Bakura frowned, looking back at his hikari; Ryou looked happy. The young man had been bed-ridden for over a month because of the lack of professional help and now that he was able to walk normally without a limp, he was back at school. But the woman's eyes were trained on him, a persistent nagging to the yami until his defined eyes looked back at her, narrowing.
Anzu smirked, looking over at Bakura's hikari, her eyes turning to pure hatred. "So you finally decided to come back, ama" Everyone looked up at her, shock written over all their faces.
"What was that for, Tea?" Yuugi asked starring at her. She rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest.
"I don't see why you're making a fuss over that baka." The woman looked away with a conceited air. "He was fuckin' rapped- what a weakling! He couldn't even fight them off!" She spoke as if it was something funny and unbelievable- as if fighting had always been the option.
"That's enough, Anzu!" Jounouchi barked out, causing Ryou's eyes to flicker to the blond- his eyes were narrowed in rage. Suddenly Bakura stepped in front of him, blocking Ryou's view of Tea, arms at his sides, fists clenched.
//Ryou, take your friends and go to school.// Bakura was surprisingly calm as he spoke his order, Ryou looking at the profile of his face as they slowly started to go to the crosswalk. Over the months that he'd been home, he'd definitely seen differences in his yami. He wasn't as gentle and kind- natured as the Bakura in his soul room. but to some degree, Ryou could sense concern whenever he helped him from bed and led him to the bathroom for a sponge bath.
He sighed, looking over at his yami once again, then his eyes went to Anzu who was watching him. 'I know I was a weakling, Tea. I think I've accepted that by now.' Ryou admitted, as he looked back to he males surrounding him. Jou had his arm around his shoulders talking excitedly about a duel monsters match he'd won, Yuugi leading the way with Yami's hand in his, Tristan talking to the pair.
*There's more important things than making sure your watch looks just right-
And second hand opinions don't make you look any smarter.*
Bakura's eyes narrowed as she just stood there, looking down at her nails nonchalantly. A smirk played on her pink lips as her eyes shifted to his, the young man's chocolate orbs flaring in anger.
"It's nice to see you again, Bakura." She licked her lips slowly.
"I don't exactly wish I had the same pleasure, I'm sure." Bakura snapped back, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Oh- you've certainly gotten really grouchy in the past two months, huh? That baka must have done something to your brain. I remember when you used to get so turned on by me just being in the same room with you." Bakura's fist shook in anger and she laughed. "I guess you have a problem with hitting girls? Well- I shouldn't be that different from that sissy you call your hikari. He looks a lot like a girl, ya know?" Her eyes went to the end of the street. "See- he's all ready got Jou rapped around his finger. I can't deny that Joey's definitely got a crush on him."
"Urusai!" Bakura growled out, the woman chuckling lightly. Just hearing the sound of her voice was irritating- but her disrespect was making him feel that this would be her last day alive.
/Bakura- don't do anything stupid, alright?/ Ryou's mental connection was clear, Bakura's eyes shifting the corner where the young man and his friends had disappeared behind.
//What do you mean, "stupid"?// His dark eyes flashed back to the woman in front of him that was slowly walking to him. He literally wanted to grab her throat and snap her neck at her words about Ryou.
/Like. don't hurt her?/ Bakura frowned as the woman reached out to touch a strand of his light hair, his right hand smacking hers away.
"Don't ever think you can touch me, again." He snapped again.
"Oh please! You know you can't deny me." Anzu moaned softly, biting her bottom lip.
'Ra! She's so pathetic!' Bakura rolled his eyes, pushing her aside lightly and walking past and away from her. He didn't need the aggravation that was Tea to ruin his day.
*Don't you think, don't you think-
Don't you think that maybe- it's time, yes, it's time.
It's time. Time you started thinking?
(And don't just- sweeten up the taste)*
Her steps where quick and sharp as she started on her way to school, one arm around her waist protectively, free hand gripping her school briefcase almost to death.
'What the hell was HIS problem?!' People passing her on the sidewalk could almost feel the radiation of anger around her body. 'I have a right to him- he's MINE. That baka Ryou is worthless and weak! How could anyone ever take his side?' She turned the corner to face her school. 'I'm the only one who ever gave him pleasure- and now Ryou wants to steal him away? Yeah right!'
A group of males pushed past her, drawing her attention to one of them. 'Hmph. nice ass.' Tea smirked. 'Well- Bakura just has no clue what he's doing. Being with that hikari of his is the only reason why he's turned softy all of a sudden. but I bet when he sees me naked again I'll bet he's instantly turn hard.' The teenager licked her lips as she smirked, focusing on the men in front of her.
*Brother- shoots brother- but meanwhile- you're fixing up your face.
You're not affected by the truth unless it's on your door step-
Deodorize your paradise- no point in getting crazy.*
He sighed as his body lay carelessly on the couch in the living room- the same couch where he'd laid down his hikari on that night back from the hospital. Bakura's chocolate eyes closed slowly, the soft pillows feeling plush against him.
'That woman is a pain in the ass.' The yami could feel a frown on his lips.
/Thank you, Bakura/ The soft voice in his mind was a comfort- oddly he was starting to miss the young man he'd cared for.
//For what?//
/For not hurting her. she made it to school a little late- but I think that was probably her fault- she was dropped of with a few guys./
//Ha. she never changes.//
/Apparently not./ Bakura rolled onto his side, laying in the fetal position. The sound of his hikari was making him wish he'd convinced the young man to stay another week. /Hmph- well- I'm sorry to say, but she seems to have forgotten about you with a new student in class. I'm sorry, Bakura./ The yami closed his eyes with a smirk.
//I didn't care for her- don't apologize.//
/But-/
//Urusai, baka. Concentrate on school.//
*Don't you think- don't you think-
Don't you think that maybe it's time... yes it's time.
Time you started thinking-*
A knock at the door made him finally wake up from his nap. Groggily, he sat up on the couch, rubbing his dark eyes. Another knock.
'Ah fuck- what the hell do you want?' Bakura stood up, glancing at the circular watch on his wrist. Ryou would be home in an hour.
He reached for the door, opening it with shock as he saw Anzu standing there with a smile on her face. Without another word, she pushed Bakura back into the hall, closing the door behind the two.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Bakura's words were like venom as he gave her a threatening look.
"Oh. nothing." She dropped her briefcase on the floor besides her and slowly started to undo the buttons on her uniform top.
"Nothing my ass- get out!" The man picked up the briefcase and started shoving her to the door.
"Don't touch me!" Tea suddenly yelled, punching him in the face.
"Damn it, Anzu!" Eyes glaring. It wasn't that it hurt- but that she had even tried it that was making him angry. //Ryou- I can't guarantee this bitch won't get hurt.// He reached up and wiped the trickle of blood that ran down his lip. Bakura smiled lightly.
/What do you mean?/
//This bitch that suddenly decided to come to our house and start undressing.//
/What?/ Ryou's mental tone was in shock and not outrage.
"Will you stop talking to him..?" Tea's voice had now turned into a seductive manner, tugging at her buttons again. She'd seen brown eyes glaze over when she'd punched him- even she was surprised at being able to aim so well.
'Kudos for meeee..' Anzu slipped her uniform top open, fingertips running along the skin exposed.
Bakura frowned, rolling his eyes. She just didn't get it.
*'bout things in the back of your head-
Someone said, before you turn a blind eye.
Hear a bell ring- sex sells everything-
But I don't buy it, so don't try it.*
"Take me, Bakura." Tea whispered, pushing her uniform top open to the air. "You know you want me back after so long." Bakura's eyes trailed down her body slowly- now his views of her being a loose woman were only re- enforced.
"Get out of my house, Anzu." He spoke calmly- it didn't stop the woman one bit. She moved to him, opening the pink top even more, white lacy bra standing out.
"You think that'll stop me..? You can't hide those feelings you have for me." The young woman reached out, caressing his face. Bakura's dark stare looked into her.
"Let go of me." For a second she stopped- his calmness was more frightening than when he was usually upset. She smirked, continuing. "You don't seem to get the hint, huh?"
"Apparently not." Anzu came closer; she wasn't going to take him seriously.
"Then get this: you're a slut, Anzu. Is that clear enough?" The girl blinked several times. She actually wasn't shocked at his words, but surprised that they were so. blunt. "You spread your legs for just about anyone and frankly, I want nothing else to do with you. Now get your things and remove yourself from this house before I have to resort to means that may endanger your health." His eyes narrowed and for the first time in a long time, Tea was scarred. Bakura had often threatened her with words that were actually only meaningful through rough sex. But now, his face was calm, composure showed he was unaffected by any of her feelings, and his eyes were gazing at her as if waiting for a pathetic reply.
She starred, biting her bottom lip. "Are you deaf too, or just are taking me up on the offer of causing harm to you?" Bakura crossed his arms over his chest. Anzu's face suddenly sharpened as she suddenly buttoned up her top. Mumbling something that sounded like "son of a bitch", she grabbed her briefcase and stormed out of the house, slamming the door behind her.
//That's right- get out of here, bitch//
*Sleeping in the small world- head in the sand-
Better wash your hands, make a new plan.
There's more important things than making sure your shoes walk just right-*
The click at the door made Bakura look up from the stove; he'd been boiling potatoes for the dinner he would make that night. For some reason, he'd suddenly felt a paternal instinct of some kind as soon as Anzu had left. Almost feeling in command once again of something he felt RIGHT about taking hold of- but Ryou was now a different story. For some odd reason, he just couldn't touch the boy abusively without feeling like he was about to die inside and about to watch the hikari bleed in pain. The truth was that Bakura had tried- several times. But he couldn't do it and now it was more of a resolution to do his best to hide his even wanting to hurt Ryou.
Oddly enough, Bakura didn't necessarily want to hurt Ryou because of something he'd done. It was that he felt that he could take back all the so- called "kindness" he'd sheltered the boy with and was starting to embarrass him. He'd been kind- and it wasn't sickening, but unbelievable for his character and the weird looks he was receiving from everyone were starting to weigh heavily on his mind. Bakura wanted to see that maybe he felt his reputation might be more important- but he couldn't exactly deny that he didn't want to hurt his hikari. The trains of thoughts were confusing, and he only wanted to push them out of his mind.
Soft steps could be heard from the front door, through the hall, and finally the kitchen. Ryou appeared at the doorway looking slightly flustered with a red face. "Uh. you're cooking?" The silver haired boy dropped his bag into one of the kitchen table's wooden chairs and walked to the stove.
"Why wouldn't I cook? I did it the entire time you were sick." Bakura's words were harsh, but it seemed the hikari didn't care.
"Yes- I understand that, but I hadn't expected you to continue cooking when I went back to school." He spotted the peeled potatoes that were boiling. "I can take over if you want."
"No- just go do your homework. You probably have too much to worry about."
"Alright, call me if you need me."
'Wow.' Ryou nodded, going to his backpack and swinging it over his shoulder. 'Even when I'm not sick- he's being.' He didn't know if he should even say the word in his mind- his feelings had only grown stronger for his yami over the months, and yet he still found it hard to admit to himself. 'Well- he wants to cook, so I won't stop him.'
Bakura looked to the doorway where Ryou soon disappeared from, a small smile coming forth that he didn't realize he had. 'That's exactly why Anzu and Ryou are so different. He's only trying to help me- while Anzu only wants to help herself.' With a sigh, he looked back at the food underneath him, continuing with the meal.
*Ignore reality, there's nothing you can do about it-
Ignore reality, there's nothing you can do about it-
Ignore reality, there's nothing you can do about it-
The clothes you wear don't make the man-
It's just another party.*
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Sorry to say, but next chapter is gonna be about Anzu ((don't worry- if I get enough suggestions, maybe it'll turn out "good" ^_^.))
Anyway- onto responses:
Shadow Queen: Calm down! ((why do I seem to have to tell people to calm down about my fics? It's crazy, that's what!)). And Yami Bakura-chan. you need to stop stressing her! She's gonna have a heart attack if you scare her like that! She won't get hacked! Besides, she voluntarily put her e- mail addy in the review, she doesn't seem to mind people wanting to contact her! [pokes Yami Bakura in the eye] stop being mean!
Elys: Yes- it's gonna be continued ([sigh] after this, there's only 4 more parts. ^_^. But I still have my sequel! [dances])
Renee the Rabbid Squirrel: Well. thanks for telling me about the typos and all. Being the lazy person that I am, I probably won't redo those, but I'll try to be more careful in the future ^_^. Arigatou. [hands her a chibi Yuugi plushie] thanks for reviewing my stories!
Kuri Suki: hai hai! Angst! [sighs all dramatically]
Hiro Yui: of course! You've been one of the people who's stuck with this story for a while now!
Ryoubakurafan013: [sweatdrop] Relena Peacecraft? Gundam Wing? Lady with the big head? Everyone calls her the queen of the world? [starts to pull at her hair] GETTING IN THE WAY OF 1X2!!! [cries] why does she have to be so annoying?! Can't Duo and Heero just get it on all ready?! [falls over]
Nizumo Mikomi: ^_^. Yes, Anzu is an evil slut- and I sorta do like to bash her. ((BUT BE WARNED EVERYONE- THE NEXT CHAPTER IS ABOUT *HER*- and like this one isn't?!)) And I must admit. those inventive ways of putting her into boiling oil ain't so bad. Actually pretty creative, I think! Malik. well- I think considering his character's ambitions. I think I made him too nice. Supposedly Malik is convinced by Yami Malik that Yami Yuugi killed Malik's father- so the boy wants revenge. What Malik doesn't know is that it was actually his own yami that killed his father. Sooo... yeah. ^_^. But I still think he's super kawaii! Oh! And. [gives her a chibi Heero Yuy plushie] here yah go! Now you just need to convince Ryoubakurafan013 that she should get a chibi Duo plushie and you two should have play time together!
Cat: Ah. I would have to say that overall, if I had to put down the tarot cards for this, Ryou would constantly be getting the Wheel of Fortune reversed. Poor guy. well- [talks to a Ryou plushie] cheer up cuz you'll get plenty of happy time in the end, I guess!
Yami Tsuki Tenshi: Dark Moon Angel, ne? I like the name! Anyway, sorry to hear that you missed the update. I'm scarred of updating sometimes cuz it's probably too much! But- I guess I like reading reviews, so I don't complain! Anyway- hope you like this chapter!
Okay- so here's he dilly:
This chapter SORTA focuses on Bakura and Anzu- and the next chapter is mainly Anzu. I *know* no one likes her, but she must be dealt with! For some reason, I can't decide what I'm gonna do with her- yes- suggestions are welcome, but please keep in mind that the suggestion has to actually match the story.? I don't necessarily want to kill he girl- but if it involves her getting somehow. seriously hurt (a coma anyone?) then that would be great. just make it plausible!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Gi Oh- sadly, mind you, but I guess I sorta own the story I'm writing. ((this disclaimer sounds lame.)) SO PLEASE READ AND REVIEW! Okay- enough wining- let's get on with it! ^_~.
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*.*: song lyrics '.': thoughts
Left of the Middle: Don't You Think?
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*Some people- don't worry- 'bout nothing-
Don't know what's going on.
I'm not one- who can't say- they're sorry-
I just care what's going on.*
The light haired boy smiled at the pavement underneath him; the two were walking steadily towards Domino High- his first day back since it had happened. Ryou sighed lightly, two months and he'd probably fallen behind to the point to where he'd probably failed all of his classes. He felt that it was all ready written on his transcript that he'd be held back. But for some odd reason, he wasn't worried.
//Duel Monster mob, 9 o' clock// Bakura had his hands shoved into his pockets, starring at the ground as well. Ryou looked to his left, dark eyes falling onto the group of four that were approaching at the intersection.
'I guess I should be happy to see them after all this time.' The young man's face softened into a smile that would be appropriate for the friends he hadn't seen for months.
"Ohayo, Ryou!" Yuugi suddenly called, running ahead of the group to meet up with the young man. In a friendly manner, he hugged the taller male, laughing.
"Ohayo." The young man smiled down at him. By now the entire group had met at the corner of the street- Yami showing up as well to greet the white haired teen. But while everyone had been hugging and patting Ryou on the back, Bakura had stepped away, observing the situation. Everyone was gathered around his hikari except one person; Tea was watching him intently from her spot away from the others.
'What the hell does she want?' Bakura frowned, looking back at his hikari; Ryou looked happy. The young man had been bed-ridden for over a month because of the lack of professional help and now that he was able to walk normally without a limp, he was back at school. But the woman's eyes were trained on him, a persistent nagging to the yami until his defined eyes looked back at her, narrowing.
Anzu smirked, looking over at Bakura's hikari, her eyes turning to pure hatred. "So you finally decided to come back, ama" Everyone looked up at her, shock written over all their faces.
"What was that for, Tea?" Yuugi asked starring at her. She rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest.
"I don't see why you're making a fuss over that baka." The woman looked away with a conceited air. "He was fuckin' rapped- what a weakling! He couldn't even fight them off!" She spoke as if it was something funny and unbelievable- as if fighting had always been the option.
"That's enough, Anzu!" Jounouchi barked out, causing Ryou's eyes to flicker to the blond- his eyes were narrowed in rage. Suddenly Bakura stepped in front of him, blocking Ryou's view of Tea, arms at his sides, fists clenched.
//Ryou, take your friends and go to school.// Bakura was surprisingly calm as he spoke his order, Ryou looking at the profile of his face as they slowly started to go to the crosswalk. Over the months that he'd been home, he'd definitely seen differences in his yami. He wasn't as gentle and kind- natured as the Bakura in his soul room. but to some degree, Ryou could sense concern whenever he helped him from bed and led him to the bathroom for a sponge bath.
He sighed, looking over at his yami once again, then his eyes went to Anzu who was watching him. 'I know I was a weakling, Tea. I think I've accepted that by now.' Ryou admitted, as he looked back to he males surrounding him. Jou had his arm around his shoulders talking excitedly about a duel monsters match he'd won, Yuugi leading the way with Yami's hand in his, Tristan talking to the pair.
*There's more important things than making sure your watch looks just right-
And second hand opinions don't make you look any smarter.*
Bakura's eyes narrowed as she just stood there, looking down at her nails nonchalantly. A smirk played on her pink lips as her eyes shifted to his, the young man's chocolate orbs flaring in anger.
"It's nice to see you again, Bakura." She licked her lips slowly.
"I don't exactly wish I had the same pleasure, I'm sure." Bakura snapped back, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Oh- you've certainly gotten really grouchy in the past two months, huh? That baka must have done something to your brain. I remember when you used to get so turned on by me just being in the same room with you." Bakura's fist shook in anger and she laughed. "I guess you have a problem with hitting girls? Well- I shouldn't be that different from that sissy you call your hikari. He looks a lot like a girl, ya know?" Her eyes went to the end of the street. "See- he's all ready got Jou rapped around his finger. I can't deny that Joey's definitely got a crush on him."
"Urusai!" Bakura growled out, the woman chuckling lightly. Just hearing the sound of her voice was irritating- but her disrespect was making him feel that this would be her last day alive.
/Bakura- don't do anything stupid, alright?/ Ryou's mental connection was clear, Bakura's eyes shifting the corner where the young man and his friends had disappeared behind.
//What do you mean, "stupid"?// His dark eyes flashed back to the woman in front of him that was slowly walking to him. He literally wanted to grab her throat and snap her neck at her words about Ryou.
/Like. don't hurt her?/ Bakura frowned as the woman reached out to touch a strand of his light hair, his right hand smacking hers away.
"Don't ever think you can touch me, again." He snapped again.
"Oh please! You know you can't deny me." Anzu moaned softly, biting her bottom lip.
'Ra! She's so pathetic!' Bakura rolled his eyes, pushing her aside lightly and walking past and away from her. He didn't need the aggravation that was Tea to ruin his day.
*Don't you think, don't you think-
Don't you think that maybe- it's time, yes, it's time.
It's time. Time you started thinking?
(And don't just- sweeten up the taste)*
Her steps where quick and sharp as she started on her way to school, one arm around her waist protectively, free hand gripping her school briefcase almost to death.
'What the hell was HIS problem?!' People passing her on the sidewalk could almost feel the radiation of anger around her body. 'I have a right to him- he's MINE. That baka Ryou is worthless and weak! How could anyone ever take his side?' She turned the corner to face her school. 'I'm the only one who ever gave him pleasure- and now Ryou wants to steal him away? Yeah right!'
A group of males pushed past her, drawing her attention to one of them. 'Hmph. nice ass.' Tea smirked. 'Well- Bakura just has no clue what he's doing. Being with that hikari of his is the only reason why he's turned softy all of a sudden. but I bet when he sees me naked again I'll bet he's instantly turn hard.' The teenager licked her lips as she smirked, focusing on the men in front of her.
*Brother- shoots brother- but meanwhile- you're fixing up your face.
You're not affected by the truth unless it's on your door step-
Deodorize your paradise- no point in getting crazy.*
He sighed as his body lay carelessly on the couch in the living room- the same couch where he'd laid down his hikari on that night back from the hospital. Bakura's chocolate eyes closed slowly, the soft pillows feeling plush against him.
'That woman is a pain in the ass.' The yami could feel a frown on his lips.
/Thank you, Bakura/ The soft voice in his mind was a comfort- oddly he was starting to miss the young man he'd cared for.
//For what?//
/For not hurting her. she made it to school a little late- but I think that was probably her fault- she was dropped of with a few guys./
//Ha. she never changes.//
/Apparently not./ Bakura rolled onto his side, laying in the fetal position. The sound of his hikari was making him wish he'd convinced the young man to stay another week. /Hmph- well- I'm sorry to say, but she seems to have forgotten about you with a new student in class. I'm sorry, Bakura./ The yami closed his eyes with a smirk.
//I didn't care for her- don't apologize.//
/But-/
//Urusai, baka. Concentrate on school.//
*Don't you think- don't you think-
Don't you think that maybe it's time... yes it's time.
Time you started thinking-*
A knock at the door made him finally wake up from his nap. Groggily, he sat up on the couch, rubbing his dark eyes. Another knock.
'Ah fuck- what the hell do you want?' Bakura stood up, glancing at the circular watch on his wrist. Ryou would be home in an hour.
He reached for the door, opening it with shock as he saw Anzu standing there with a smile on her face. Without another word, she pushed Bakura back into the hall, closing the door behind the two.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Bakura's words were like venom as he gave her a threatening look.
"Oh. nothing." She dropped her briefcase on the floor besides her and slowly started to undo the buttons on her uniform top.
"Nothing my ass- get out!" The man picked up the briefcase and started shoving her to the door.
"Don't touch me!" Tea suddenly yelled, punching him in the face.
"Damn it, Anzu!" Eyes glaring. It wasn't that it hurt- but that she had even tried it that was making him angry. //Ryou- I can't guarantee this bitch won't get hurt.// He reached up and wiped the trickle of blood that ran down his lip. Bakura smiled lightly.
/What do you mean?/
//This bitch that suddenly decided to come to our house and start undressing.//
/What?/ Ryou's mental tone was in shock and not outrage.
"Will you stop talking to him..?" Tea's voice had now turned into a seductive manner, tugging at her buttons again. She'd seen brown eyes glaze over when she'd punched him- even she was surprised at being able to aim so well.
'Kudos for meeee..' Anzu slipped her uniform top open, fingertips running along the skin exposed.
Bakura frowned, rolling his eyes. She just didn't get it.
*'bout things in the back of your head-
Someone said, before you turn a blind eye.
Hear a bell ring- sex sells everything-
But I don't buy it, so don't try it.*
"Take me, Bakura." Tea whispered, pushing her uniform top open to the air. "You know you want me back after so long." Bakura's eyes trailed down her body slowly- now his views of her being a loose woman were only re- enforced.
"Get out of my house, Anzu." He spoke calmly- it didn't stop the woman one bit. She moved to him, opening the pink top even more, white lacy bra standing out.
"You think that'll stop me..? You can't hide those feelings you have for me." The young woman reached out, caressing his face. Bakura's dark stare looked into her.
"Let go of me." For a second she stopped- his calmness was more frightening than when he was usually upset. She smirked, continuing. "You don't seem to get the hint, huh?"
"Apparently not." Anzu came closer; she wasn't going to take him seriously.
"Then get this: you're a slut, Anzu. Is that clear enough?" The girl blinked several times. She actually wasn't shocked at his words, but surprised that they were so. blunt. "You spread your legs for just about anyone and frankly, I want nothing else to do with you. Now get your things and remove yourself from this house before I have to resort to means that may endanger your health." His eyes narrowed and for the first time in a long time, Tea was scarred. Bakura had often threatened her with words that were actually only meaningful through rough sex. But now, his face was calm, composure showed he was unaffected by any of her feelings, and his eyes were gazing at her as if waiting for a pathetic reply.
She starred, biting her bottom lip. "Are you deaf too, or just are taking me up on the offer of causing harm to you?" Bakura crossed his arms over his chest. Anzu's face suddenly sharpened as she suddenly buttoned up her top. Mumbling something that sounded like "son of a bitch", she grabbed her briefcase and stormed out of the house, slamming the door behind her.
//That's right- get out of here, bitch//
*Sleeping in the small world- head in the sand-
Better wash your hands, make a new plan.
There's more important things than making sure your shoes walk just right-*
The click at the door made Bakura look up from the stove; he'd been boiling potatoes for the dinner he would make that night. For some reason, he'd suddenly felt a paternal instinct of some kind as soon as Anzu had left. Almost feeling in command once again of something he felt RIGHT about taking hold of- but Ryou was now a different story. For some odd reason, he just couldn't touch the boy abusively without feeling like he was about to die inside and about to watch the hikari bleed in pain. The truth was that Bakura had tried- several times. But he couldn't do it and now it was more of a resolution to do his best to hide his even wanting to hurt Ryou.
Oddly enough, Bakura didn't necessarily want to hurt Ryou because of something he'd done. It was that he felt that he could take back all the so- called "kindness" he'd sheltered the boy with and was starting to embarrass him. He'd been kind- and it wasn't sickening, but unbelievable for his character and the weird looks he was receiving from everyone were starting to weigh heavily on his mind. Bakura wanted to see that maybe he felt his reputation might be more important- but he couldn't exactly deny that he didn't want to hurt his hikari. The trains of thoughts were confusing, and he only wanted to push them out of his mind.
Soft steps could be heard from the front door, through the hall, and finally the kitchen. Ryou appeared at the doorway looking slightly flustered with a red face. "Uh. you're cooking?" The silver haired boy dropped his bag into one of the kitchen table's wooden chairs and walked to the stove.
"Why wouldn't I cook? I did it the entire time you were sick." Bakura's words were harsh, but it seemed the hikari didn't care.
"Yes- I understand that, but I hadn't expected you to continue cooking when I went back to school." He spotted the peeled potatoes that were boiling. "I can take over if you want."
"No- just go do your homework. You probably have too much to worry about."
"Alright, call me if you need me."
'Wow.' Ryou nodded, going to his backpack and swinging it over his shoulder. 'Even when I'm not sick- he's being.' He didn't know if he should even say the word in his mind- his feelings had only grown stronger for his yami over the months, and yet he still found it hard to admit to himself. 'Well- he wants to cook, so I won't stop him.'
Bakura looked to the doorway where Ryou soon disappeared from, a small smile coming forth that he didn't realize he had. 'That's exactly why Anzu and Ryou are so different. He's only trying to help me- while Anzu only wants to help herself.' With a sigh, he looked back at the food underneath him, continuing with the meal.
*Ignore reality, there's nothing you can do about it-
Ignore reality, there's nothing you can do about it-
Ignore reality, there's nothing you can do about it-
The clothes you wear don't make the man-
It's just another party.*
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Sorry to say, but next chapter is gonna be about Anzu ((don't worry- if I get enough suggestions, maybe it'll turn out "good" ^_^.))