Wow! So many reviews for one chapter! You all are too nice ^_^
Oh yea
Disclaimer: Don't won YuGiOh!
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Bakura was sitting at the local club along with Malik, Marik and Yami. They always met here every monday night. There was drinking, dancing, and karaoke. The four were sitting at a table.
"Tomb Robber, what's up? You have barely touched your drink"
"Its nothing, just still bumed by the fact we gotta go to that hellhole" he lied.
"Ah well, at least we can drink our troubles away tonight!"
Bakura's mind was not there. He had hit Ryou, he actually hurt Ryou. Of course he had always threatened him, but he never actually hurt him.
"I am a monster....."
"What was that Tomb Robber?"
"I SAID SHUT YOUR MOUTH PHARAOH!!!"
"Whoa, calm down man."
"Leave me alone, I'm going for a walk" and with that, Bakura got up and left the bar.
"That was strange....."
"Yami, what do you think of Isis?" Malik said suddenly.
(O_O) " Um......why do you ask?"
"Well" replied Marik "its fairly obvious you are in love with her"
"That obvious?"
"Yami, if you love her, I am giving you permission to date Nee-san." Malik said this with a lot of effort.
"PPPPPFFFFFTTTTTTT!!!!!!" Marik spit out his Margerita. "WHY?!?!"
"Shut up" Malik told his Yami.
"What are you? Her father? If I want to date her, I don't need your permission!"
"Grrr......I'm trying to be nice here Pharaoh."
"Sorry, I would love to, its just I'm just not used to asking someone out...."
"Me and Marik can help you out there."
"We can?"
"Really? Thanks!"
"But first, we want you to do something."
"We do?"
*Gulp*
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Bakura walked down the streets. His hands were in his pockets and the wind ruffled his hair. The fact he actually hit Ryou lingered in his mind. He always threatened him, but never went so far as to hit him. He suddenly say a girl taking out the trash. It was Anzu.
"Oh hi Ryou!"
"Shut up Girlie, I'm not Ryou"
"Oh, sorry Bakura"
"Leave me alone....please"
"Tell me whats wrong"
"Why should you care? You're just a mortal!" Bakura began walking away but Anzu wouldn't let him go. She ran up and blocked his path.
"Out of the way Wench!"
"Tell me what happened!"
"Move!" He knocked Anzu to the ground. She stared back up at Bakura. Just like Ryou stared at him. Innocence and confusion in those eyes.
"Oh Ra........No......." Anzu watched as Bakura seemed to be struggling with his emotions. Bakura then reached out a hand. Anzu stared at it for a little before taking it. Bakura pulled her to her feet.
"Uh......Bakura, are you ok?"
"I never meant to hurt Ryou........" He then looked at Anzu and they stared into each others eyes. She saw confusion and fear in his eyes. This was not the Bakura she knew. This was a mortal Bakura, a Bakura who experienced mental anguish. Anzu actually felt something besides anger towards the Thief.
His brown eyes looked into her blue ones. Suddenly, all the fear and pain dissapeared and his eyes narrowed again. He let go of her quickly. His mouth was curled in a snarl.
"Listen wench, tell no one about what happened here." He started walking away, leaving a very confused Anzu standing in the streets.
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"Lifestyles of the rich and the famous........"Yami was up on stage singing a Good Charlotte song. Malik and Marik were doubled over in laughter. People were throwing beer bottles at the Pharaoh and booing him off stage.
"Good Charlotte sucks!"
"Go to hell you poser!"
"Your singing sucks more than the band!"
Yami got down and walked back to the two Egyptians.
"Ok, can you help me get Isis now?" He pulled some glass out of his hair.
"Oh yea, it's definately a deal!" A guy suddenly walked up to Yami.
"Eh, I wanted to apologize, I didn't mean it when I said your singing is worse than Good Charlotte, its at least 100 times better."
"You really hurt my feelings when you said that......"
"Yea.....sorry about that." Malik and Marik just laughed the whole time.
"You two are truly evil" grumbled Yami
"But isn't Isis worth it?"
".....................................yes"
(Um, sorry to any Good Charlotte fans, I just really can't stand them! *Waits for flames*)
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Bakura arrived home. Ryou was sitting on the couch reading a book. An ice pack covered half his face.
"Oh, hello Bakura, have fun with Yami and the Egyptians?" He acted as if nothing strange had happened.
"Oh yea, but I left early."
"Well, we better go to sleep, got another day of school ahead of us." The white-haired boy bookmarked his page and stood up yawning. He walked to the bedroom.
"Ryou, wait!"
"Yes Yami?"
"I'm sorry........I didn't mean to hurt you."
"Oh, that's ok Bakura!"
"It's not ok, I didn't mean to."
"I shouldn't have annoyed you"
"Well, at least that is cleared up. Go to bed and don't bother me."
"Hehe, good night Yami"
Ryou walked into his room and turned out the lights. Bakura stood in the living room until finally taking a seat and turning on the T.V. Thoughts drifted through his mind. Sure he was relieved Ryou forgave him, but it did't erase the fact he hurt him.
"Why is it bothering me so much? I have killed people without a thought, and now when I tap Ryou, this strange feeling begins to build in me."
That wasn't the only thing on the Tomb Robber's mind. Anzu. Why had he helped her up? No, no, he wasn't helping her, he was helping Ryou. She meant nothing to him, right? Yea, the only person who mattered was Ryou. Besides, she was a common mortal......nothing special about her.....none at all. The thoughts clouded his mind and dreams as he drifted off to sleep
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"Ok Yami, first, Isis doesn't like guys with multicolored hair!"
"Are you serious?!?! I have to get rid of my hair?!?!"
"Or dye it if you want to get her."
"Grrrr.......what else?"
"Well, she loves poetry and ancient Egypt. You got the Egypt part down, but you have to learn to write poetry!"
(O_O) "Waiter! Another whiskey!"
"That should be enough for now Pharaoh." Malik and Marik sat back as the Pharaoh downed another shot.
"Malik, are you sure you want your sister with him?" Marik whispered.
"He is the Pharaoh. When they get married, we become sort of related to him, making us royalty! No more Tomb guarding for us" ^_^
"Good idea!"
"Guys.....what about Kaiba?" Yami asked timidly.
"Huh? What's he got to do with this?"
"Well, you told me he is......*gulp*..............in love with me"
"Oh, that! Just forget about him, though you should protect Isis. He seems like the jelous type doesn't he?"
"Yea........."
"Also, be nice to him, but don't lead him on too much."
Yami took another shot. "Got it! Thank you so much, but I gotta get going, school is in the mor-" Yami fell over unconcious from all the alchohol.
"Malik, call a taxi, I'll pay the bill"
"You don't have money"
"But Pharaoh-boy here does" He held up a roll of green from Yami's pocket
"Hehe, ok."
The two got Yami into a cab and told the driver where to go. They walked back to their house.
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Anzu walked back into her house. The scene played itself over in her mind. Ever since Duelist Kingdom, she had a crush on Ryou, but she never told anyone. He was of course one of the more handsome boys and he was so nice. She walked upstairs to the bathroom. Anzu shed her clothes and stepped into the shower. Steam fogged up the mirror.
Yes.....she liked Ryou, but wasn't Bakura just like him? Well, actually they were totally different, but Bakura had a certain charm about him.....
"Ew! Am I having thoughts about Bakura?!" No, no. She only helped him at lunch because no one else would, plus, she hated that jock for a long time. It was nice to yell at him. Yea, thats right, not in defense of Bakura.......But he helped her in archery. Maybe he felt things for her? Did he care about her? Well, it shouldn't matter. Too bad it did matter, it mattered a lot to Anzu.
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Malik and Marik were a couple blocks from their house, engaged in conversation.
"The Pharaoh really is dense you know."
"Yea, its pretty obvious Nee-san is crazy for him!"
"Oh well, we will have some fun with him then. Can't wait to see him attempt poetry" ^_^
"I can't wait to see what he does with his hair!" The two laughed at this.
"What was up with Bakura though? He was all weird tonight"
"You think it was because he didn't kill that bully for tripping him?"
"No.....he wouldn't be bothered by something like that."
"Oh, I know what then"
"What?"
"Listen Hikari, Bakura is in 'love'"
"The hell?"
"Well, not exactly but if I'm right, that was the first time any GIRL has defended him. His thoughts about her are clouded."
"Oh, that makes sense." They walked through the front door to be greeted by Isis.
"WHY ARE YOU HOME SO LATE? SCHOOL IS TOMORROW!!!!!"
"Sorry Nee-san, we were talking to Yami and lost track of time."
(O_O) "Did he say anything about me?"
"Oh yea, tons" and with that, Malik and Marik went to their seperate rooms. Isis stood dazed, but very happy.
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Hehe, looks like romance is blossoming! The next chapter will probably have a lot more humor, just becuase of how depressed Bakura was. R&R ^_^
Oh yea
Disclaimer: Don't won YuGiOh!
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Bakura was sitting at the local club along with Malik, Marik and Yami. They always met here every monday night. There was drinking, dancing, and karaoke. The four were sitting at a table.
"Tomb Robber, what's up? You have barely touched your drink"
"Its nothing, just still bumed by the fact we gotta go to that hellhole" he lied.
"Ah well, at least we can drink our troubles away tonight!"
Bakura's mind was not there. He had hit Ryou, he actually hurt Ryou. Of course he had always threatened him, but he never actually hurt him.
"I am a monster....."
"What was that Tomb Robber?"
"I SAID SHUT YOUR MOUTH PHARAOH!!!"
"Whoa, calm down man."
"Leave me alone, I'm going for a walk" and with that, Bakura got up and left the bar.
"That was strange....."
"Yami, what do you think of Isis?" Malik said suddenly.
(O_O) " Um......why do you ask?"
"Well" replied Marik "its fairly obvious you are in love with her"
"That obvious?"
"Yami, if you love her, I am giving you permission to date Nee-san." Malik said this with a lot of effort.
"PPPPPFFFFFTTTTTTT!!!!!!" Marik spit out his Margerita. "WHY?!?!"
"Shut up" Malik told his Yami.
"What are you? Her father? If I want to date her, I don't need your permission!"
"Grrr......I'm trying to be nice here Pharaoh."
"Sorry, I would love to, its just I'm just not used to asking someone out...."
"Me and Marik can help you out there."
"We can?"
"Really? Thanks!"
"But first, we want you to do something."
"We do?"
*Gulp*
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Bakura walked down the streets. His hands were in his pockets and the wind ruffled his hair. The fact he actually hit Ryou lingered in his mind. He always threatened him, but never went so far as to hit him. He suddenly say a girl taking out the trash. It was Anzu.
"Oh hi Ryou!"
"Shut up Girlie, I'm not Ryou"
"Oh, sorry Bakura"
"Leave me alone....please"
"Tell me whats wrong"
"Why should you care? You're just a mortal!" Bakura began walking away but Anzu wouldn't let him go. She ran up and blocked his path.
"Out of the way Wench!"
"Tell me what happened!"
"Move!" He knocked Anzu to the ground. She stared back up at Bakura. Just like Ryou stared at him. Innocence and confusion in those eyes.
"Oh Ra........No......." Anzu watched as Bakura seemed to be struggling with his emotions. Bakura then reached out a hand. Anzu stared at it for a little before taking it. Bakura pulled her to her feet.
"Uh......Bakura, are you ok?"
"I never meant to hurt Ryou........" He then looked at Anzu and they stared into each others eyes. She saw confusion and fear in his eyes. This was not the Bakura she knew. This was a mortal Bakura, a Bakura who experienced mental anguish. Anzu actually felt something besides anger towards the Thief.
His brown eyes looked into her blue ones. Suddenly, all the fear and pain dissapeared and his eyes narrowed again. He let go of her quickly. His mouth was curled in a snarl.
"Listen wench, tell no one about what happened here." He started walking away, leaving a very confused Anzu standing in the streets.
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"Lifestyles of the rich and the famous........"Yami was up on stage singing a Good Charlotte song. Malik and Marik were doubled over in laughter. People were throwing beer bottles at the Pharaoh and booing him off stage.
"Good Charlotte sucks!"
"Go to hell you poser!"
"Your singing sucks more than the band!"
Yami got down and walked back to the two Egyptians.
"Ok, can you help me get Isis now?" He pulled some glass out of his hair.
"Oh yea, it's definately a deal!" A guy suddenly walked up to Yami.
"Eh, I wanted to apologize, I didn't mean it when I said your singing is worse than Good Charlotte, its at least 100 times better."
"You really hurt my feelings when you said that......"
"Yea.....sorry about that." Malik and Marik just laughed the whole time.
"You two are truly evil" grumbled Yami
"But isn't Isis worth it?"
".....................................yes"
(Um, sorry to any Good Charlotte fans, I just really can't stand them! *Waits for flames*)
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Bakura arrived home. Ryou was sitting on the couch reading a book. An ice pack covered half his face.
"Oh, hello Bakura, have fun with Yami and the Egyptians?" He acted as if nothing strange had happened.
"Oh yea, but I left early."
"Well, we better go to sleep, got another day of school ahead of us." The white-haired boy bookmarked his page and stood up yawning. He walked to the bedroom.
"Ryou, wait!"
"Yes Yami?"
"I'm sorry........I didn't mean to hurt you."
"Oh, that's ok Bakura!"
"It's not ok, I didn't mean to."
"I shouldn't have annoyed you"
"Well, at least that is cleared up. Go to bed and don't bother me."
"Hehe, good night Yami"
Ryou walked into his room and turned out the lights. Bakura stood in the living room until finally taking a seat and turning on the T.V. Thoughts drifted through his mind. Sure he was relieved Ryou forgave him, but it did't erase the fact he hurt him.
"Why is it bothering me so much? I have killed people without a thought, and now when I tap Ryou, this strange feeling begins to build in me."
That wasn't the only thing on the Tomb Robber's mind. Anzu. Why had he helped her up? No, no, he wasn't helping her, he was helping Ryou. She meant nothing to him, right? Yea, the only person who mattered was Ryou. Besides, she was a common mortal......nothing special about her.....none at all. The thoughts clouded his mind and dreams as he drifted off to sleep
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"Ok Yami, first, Isis doesn't like guys with multicolored hair!"
"Are you serious?!?! I have to get rid of my hair?!?!"
"Or dye it if you want to get her."
"Grrrr.......what else?"
"Well, she loves poetry and ancient Egypt. You got the Egypt part down, but you have to learn to write poetry!"
(O_O) "Waiter! Another whiskey!"
"That should be enough for now Pharaoh." Malik and Marik sat back as the Pharaoh downed another shot.
"Malik, are you sure you want your sister with him?" Marik whispered.
"He is the Pharaoh. When they get married, we become sort of related to him, making us royalty! No more Tomb guarding for us" ^_^
"Good idea!"
"Guys.....what about Kaiba?" Yami asked timidly.
"Huh? What's he got to do with this?"
"Well, you told me he is......*gulp*..............in love with me"
"Oh, that! Just forget about him, though you should protect Isis. He seems like the jelous type doesn't he?"
"Yea........."
"Also, be nice to him, but don't lead him on too much."
Yami took another shot. "Got it! Thank you so much, but I gotta get going, school is in the mor-" Yami fell over unconcious from all the alchohol.
"Malik, call a taxi, I'll pay the bill"
"You don't have money"
"But Pharaoh-boy here does" He held up a roll of green from Yami's pocket
"Hehe, ok."
The two got Yami into a cab and told the driver where to go. They walked back to their house.
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Anzu walked back into her house. The scene played itself over in her mind. Ever since Duelist Kingdom, she had a crush on Ryou, but she never told anyone. He was of course one of the more handsome boys and he was so nice. She walked upstairs to the bathroom. Anzu shed her clothes and stepped into the shower. Steam fogged up the mirror.
Yes.....she liked Ryou, but wasn't Bakura just like him? Well, actually they were totally different, but Bakura had a certain charm about him.....
"Ew! Am I having thoughts about Bakura?!" No, no. She only helped him at lunch because no one else would, plus, she hated that jock for a long time. It was nice to yell at him. Yea, thats right, not in defense of Bakura.......But he helped her in archery. Maybe he felt things for her? Did he care about her? Well, it shouldn't matter. Too bad it did matter, it mattered a lot to Anzu.
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Malik and Marik were a couple blocks from their house, engaged in conversation.
"The Pharaoh really is dense you know."
"Yea, its pretty obvious Nee-san is crazy for him!"
"Oh well, we will have some fun with him then. Can't wait to see him attempt poetry" ^_^
"I can't wait to see what he does with his hair!" The two laughed at this.
"What was up with Bakura though? He was all weird tonight"
"You think it was because he didn't kill that bully for tripping him?"
"No.....he wouldn't be bothered by something like that."
"Oh, I know what then"
"What?"
"Listen Hikari, Bakura is in 'love'"
"The hell?"
"Well, not exactly but if I'm right, that was the first time any GIRL has defended him. His thoughts about her are clouded."
"Oh, that makes sense." They walked through the front door to be greeted by Isis.
"WHY ARE YOU HOME SO LATE? SCHOOL IS TOMORROW!!!!!"
"Sorry Nee-san, we were talking to Yami and lost track of time."
(O_O) "Did he say anything about me?"
"Oh yea, tons" and with that, Malik and Marik went to their seperate rooms. Isis stood dazed, but very happy.
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Hehe, looks like romance is blossoming! The next chapter will probably have a lot more humor, just becuase of how depressed Bakura was. R&R ^_^