::is in denial:: I've decided to give all of you the benefit of the doubt and post this next chapter.
Malik: Either that or it's because you're in a good mood from that religious conference you just got back from.
Yes it's most probably that. ^_^
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::blank stare::
Malik: You need to continue the story.
::turns and stares at Malik::
Malik: ::hits Drage upside the head:: What's wrong with you?!
::blinks:: What's wrong with me in general, or what's bugging me?
Malik: What's the difference?
The first one would get you a longer answer the latter would get you a shorter answer.
Malik: The latter then.
Critics.
Malik: ???
Let's just start the story.
Malik: Drage-sama is a depressing being, therefore she writes this story to try and make herself feel better. SHE DOESN'T OWN YUGIOH!
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Hikari has been acting very strangely lately; skittish almost, something's up.
Damn child; get out of the way before I run you over!
It's got me worried.
No. No, not worried. Worrying is a sign of weakness. I am not weak. Tomb robbers are not weak. Tomb robbers are powerful and dangerous, not weak.
I SAID GET OUT OF THE WAY CHILD!
Ever since I punished him last week he's been . . . I don't know. I've never seen him like this before.
He's not scared no, of course not. It's something different.
Certainly I've seen him scared; I am his Yami I cause his fear, but he is not scared, no. It's something else.
That's it; I'm getting out of this Ra forsaken vehicle and moving that child with my own two hands; feh, stupid mortal.
Don't get me wrong; I'm not going soft. It's just that if I were to run over this idiot of a human being during broad daylight people would get suspicious.
The child is crouched on the ground, in the middle of traffic. What the hell does she think she's doing?
"Are you alright?" I ask in my best "hikari" voice.
The child simply looks up at me with wide terrified eyes and seems to be clutching something close to her. Hiding it from me.
That's it; Hikari's hiding something.
"What's that you've got?" I ask as I crouch down so that I am level with her.
She hesitantly holds out her hands towards me, she seems to be on the verge of tears.
Inside her tiny-cupped hands is the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. It's a small bird, brown and speckled with white. Yes I seem to be going sentimental, don't I? Ah, but you see, I've left out the most important part that makes it beautiful – blood. The creature is covered in it.
"Can you fix him?" The small child asks me, tears streaming down her face.
Damn, I can't be as vicious as I would like now. It would scare the child and no doubt she would run to a grown mortal, blabbing everything, and then I would look suspicious. I can't draw attention to myself, that wouldn't be good. I need to steal these Items as quietly as possible, without causing a commotion.
I take the bird into my hands, the blood soiling everything it touches. Perhaps I can lick some off my fingers later. I lift up the bird so that it's level with my face. The small bird lifts its eyelid open sleepily gives a tiny peep and closes its eyelid again.
I do know how to heal, but it isn't easy, as I never see much use of it. So I guess you could say that I'm out of practice. {A}
I'll do anything if it'll get this mortal out of my way.
I carefully examine the small creature, it seems to have been hurt very badly. It seems pointless to try and save it, yet the little girl is staring at me contently, waiting for me to do something.
I close my eyes and gently blow on the bird as I concentrate. It takes me about ten minutes of silence before the bird is decently healed. Not complete though, it'll still have bruises and scrapes, but it will make the child happy. Therefore the child will leave the middle of the road allowing me to get where I need to go.
Which would be the waffle house of course.{B} I must say that the only good thing in this new Ra forsaken world is that delicious food, waffles. Hikari isn't very fond of it though, he has some strange obsession about his health. Doesn't eat anything that has massive amounts of cholesterol and/or fat. I say to hell with health, I'm eating whatever I want!
Maybe I could beat it out of Hikari, what he's hiding I mean. Not his strange habit of eating healthy.
I hand the bird back to the child and stand up.
"There now," I say to her. "The little bird is all better. Now, why don't you get out of the street before you get hurt, alright?" Actually, I wouldn't mind if the little girl got hurt, considering all the trouble she's caused me.
The little girl takes the bird from me happily and skips off.
It's not until now that I realize that I've caused quite a back up in traffic, oh well, one reason I'm here is to cause chaos isn't it?
Of course it is.
I climb back into the rusted, nearly broken down vehicle and drive off to the waffle house.
When I enter the waffle house there are three people inside. One is a businessman who seems to be on his coffee break or something and is reading the newspaper, another is a chubby young boy inhaling a stack of waffles, and the last one is a women that seemed not too much older than Hikari she is staring into her coffee cup and seems to be pondering something.
"Hello Bakura-kun!" A cheerful voice greets me. It is the waitress who also shares my love of waffles, "The usual?" she asks me as I sit down at a nearby table.
"Hai, Kinomoto-san," I replied. {C}
"Bakura-san," said a voice.
I turn around and see the woman who was staring into her coffee cup standing behind me.
"Nani?" I snap.
"Could I have a word with you?" she asks as she sits down in front of me.
Who is this woman?! Why must she disturb my feast of waffles with talk?
"Hai," I said angrily, "but make it quick."
She looked at me startled and said, "You aren't Ryou are you?"
I simply laughed. I think she wants to call someone to send me to the nut house now. This is classic I tell you! You really should see the look on this mortal's face! It's hilarious. I should thank her later, I haven't laughed this hard since. . . never!
I eventually stop laughing, but by that time my beloved waffles have arrived. I would be devouring them at the moment except I have to answer this mortal's question and I'm debating with myself whether or not to tell her that I'm not Hikari.
"And how would you react if I told you I wasn't?" Ha, the perfect answer! I haven't told her that I'm not Hikari, yet I haven't told her that I am Hikari.
"Well I would believe Ryou for one thing," she said.
I blinked. What in Ra's name is she talking about? "Believe Hikari about what?" I growled, narrowing my eyes so that I seemed threatening.
"He didn't tell you?" She asked me perplexed, her voice fearless.
"Didn't tell me what?" I asked, my voice rising. Why couldn't I intimidate this mortal?
"I'm a psychologist, Ryou is one of my patients," she told me casually.
"That's it?" I asked with a laugh, relief flooding through me. For a minute I thought my plan had been found out. You know what I'm talking about. My plan to gain incredible power and take over the world? Yes that plan.
You are one thick mortal did you know that?
Don't worry; I'm sure all mortals don't know how low their intelligence level is.
"You had me worried for a second. I thought I was going to have to punish Hikari again." Hikari has always seen psychologists; his father is a paranoid baka.
"Yes about that," she replied seriously, "I think the next time Ryou comes in the three of us should talk."
I stared at her blankly. Just exactly what has Hikari been telling this stranger?
"Why?" I asked suspiciously.
"Well from what I've hear from Ryou, you're very. . . er. . . aggressive," she said hesitantly.
"Of course I'm aggressive! I've been dead for nearly a thousand years, what do you expect?" I said angrily as I start to viciously eat my waffles.
The woman stares at me, apparently disgusted with my eating habits, but hey what do I care? I'm one of the most powerful people in the city of Domino right now; I can be a slob if I want to!
"So do you agree? Will you be apart of the discussion during the next session?" She asks me, slightly irritated by my attitude.
I sigh and roll my eyes, "Hai. . ." I mutter as I continue to eat my delicious waffles.
"Good, well then I'll be seeing you," she replied shortly as she got up and left.
Yes you all must think I'm insane now don't you? Insane like my foolish little Hikari, right? Agreeing to something as stupid as that? Ah, but you see, there is a loophole! For that woman to have another session with my Hikari my Hikari would have to go to her, and as of now Hikari isn't going anywhere.
Well now, it looks like we've found out what little timid Hikari has been hiding haven't we?
This is going to be fun.
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::falls asleep on top of key board::
::Malik whacks Drage so that she wakes up::
Ow. . .
Malik: You really shouldn't be writing at 10 o'clock at night if you're going to fall asleep after you've finished!
Yeah, yeah, whatever, I'd like to see you go to bed at 12:30 AM and get up at 9:30 AM. ::yawns and stretches:: Anyway ::yawns more:: that's the sixth chapter. ::stares sleepily at computer monitor:: Is it just me or does Ryou seem too out of character? ::yawns:: The tomb robber seems to be in perfect character to me, but something's a little off when it comes to Ryou.
Explanations-
{A} – Once again, making up powers for Yami Bakura! Heh. . . unfortunately unlike all you little lucky people out there I don't have ANY of the manga, so I don't know what he's like and what he's not like. Well unless you count the cheesy dubbed anime as helpful. T.T ::sniffs:: you can imagine my disappointment.
{B} – I was going to have it be the ice cream parlor but I decided that Yami Bakura was more of a waffle person ^_^
{C} - ::Yawns:: I was too lazy to think up another one of my "oh-so-creative" Japanese last names so I used CCS's last name instead. Yeah, gomen, but I'm incredibly lazy when it comes to "creating" things like that.
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::is sitting in front of a psychologist::
Psychologist: Ok, Miss. . . Drage, I'm going to say a word and I want you to tell me the first thing that comes to your mind. First word - state.
Denial.
Psychologist: Love.
Otogi.
Psychologist: Indecisive.
Me.
Psychologist: Well I've come to the conclusion that your current state is denial, you're in love with Otogi, and you are indecisive.
::blinks:: If that's all a psychologist does then even I can be a psychologist. Memo to self, psychologists are not all like Akiko Katawasai.
