I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings
by Tat Claire Kokoro and Rhapsody Moonschild
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Rhapsody: We'll start interviews later. Now is time for thank-you's.
Tat: That's right! Domo arigato to all reviewers! **bows**
Rhapsody: You guys have stuck with us through all the craziness so far and hopefully through all the proposed craziness ahead.
Tat: It's not proposed, it's already written. **victory pose** This fanfic is completed!
Rhapsody: But don't go away yet! Ch. 34 is the very last one.
Tat: **nod** And now I guess it's time for disclaimer…
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CHAPTER NINTEEN (by Tat)
Bakura's POV
"Damn it." I mutter. "He slipped right through my grasp again… and just when things were getting fun." I grin.
Seduction really isn't my thing; torture is. But it is a last resort—how else can I draw Ryou away from the Mary Sue pharaoh?
I take out my darts and throw them at a picture of that damn Pharaoh, each one of them hitting their precise target.
Heh…seems I haven't lost my skills.
Creak.
The door to my soul room opens… so Ryou comes back for seconds?
"Bakura-koi?"
Damn it, that's Marik.
"I'm here . . ." I say angrily. I was expecting to fuck Ryou.
Marik walks to my bed. "I tried calling but you won't answer the felerfoam*."
((*He means telephone.))
"I'm stuck here," I spit out, flinging another dart at the stupid pharaoh's picture.
"You got cursed by the stupid pharaoh?"
"Yep."
"Then how about we do this for now?"
Marik gives me a deep kiss, pushing me against the bed and unbuttoning my shirt 'til he can take it no more and simply rips it.
Fling!
Bunch of buttons flying about…