Author's Notes: Procrastination is the universe's way of telling me to SLOW DOWN, not to STOP ENTIRELY. So, let's start this bad mofo!

And if you'd like to know why the other one was so short, there's a perfectly good reason: Suspense.

The REALLY Odd Couple

Chapter 2: That Akward Age of 5000....

As you might've figured, Bakura was now in the bandit's hideout, tied up, while staring down the boss of the gang.

"Gee, boss, how did he come out when you banged that ring against the desk?"

"I don't know. I guess I'm some kind of genius!" He then gave a bragging smirk to his gang, who all laughed at his pitiful joke.

"YOU PATHETIC, WRETCHED HUMAN!!!!! LET ME OUT OF THIS CHAIR RIGHT NOW OR SO HELP ME RA I WILL KICK YOUR ASSES TO ARMAGEDDON!!!!!!!!!!" Bakura then struggled

to get free of his bonds, got one hand free and tried to dig around his pocket for his Hobo Knife. He then sent a mental message to his hikari telling him to go get Mariku's help.

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"I really must thank you for what you have done for me. I might not have made it that time..."

"My, you're one for dramatics. It was only a few deep cuts."

"If it makes you feel better, I can retain feeling in my legs. Because for someone who took care of me, you don't seem to have a lot of empathy in your heart."

"Well, that seems rude!"

Ryou then clutched his head in pain. "Fine. I don't need your help. Let me use your telephone to call someone who will pick me up."

"Fine! Go ahead, you snotty, conceited, albino punk!"

"Well, that was low classed, you wretched, forgettable, dumbass slut! Why do you always wear tie-up tops? That the only thing you fit in?"

"EXCUSE ME!?!?!?!?!?"

"You heard me." Ryou then stalked off to the phone, called Malik, and in 5 minutes, his yami was there to pick Ryou up... And save Bakura. Ryou put his helmet

on, and as they were driving away, Ryou flipped Mai off.

'Hmm... He's got a bit of fire...' she thought. "I like that."

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Ryou then thanked Mariku, got off of the side car, then found Mai waiting at his door.

"What are YOU doing here?"

"Why, it's my right to be here!"

"No it's not. It's trespassing."

"Not if your old man LET'S me in."

"...Damn perverted old fool." Ryou then grimaced. 'I sound like Bakura...'

"You're lucky: I wouldn't have given someone with an attitude like yours a second thought, but you seem different, somehow..."

"I wouldn't look into my actions TOO deeply. Just a little bit on the grumpy side today." Ryou then gave a sweatdrop and a smile.

"Care for a stroll?"

"Of course. I'd love to go on a nice little walk."

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Bakura then smirked, and brandished his knife threatiningly. 'Haven't killed anyone yet... Damn, must be going soft.'

"OHHHHHHH!!! I want to live the Hobo life, gutting people with my Hobo Knife, living out that stereotype, OHHHH, the Hobo Life!"

The gang members backed away, as he expected. Bakura seized the chance, grabbed the ring, and gave a little wave. "Bye!" He then did a backflip out the window

and into the sidecar of Mariku.

"You took long enough. NOW GO, GO, GO!!!!! YOU STILL OWE ME FOR BATTLE CITY!!!"

"Alright, alright, you damned sideseat driver! Geez, you'd thnk a tomb robber would be more patient." And with that, Mariku started the engine and drove off,

leaving a trail of dust as the only indication he had been there.