R Amythest: *gapes*
Yami Amythest: What now?
R Amythest: Okay, this is what I found in my little brother's book:
February's birthstone is the amethyst. This rich purple jewel is said to help people think clearly and to chase away bad thoughts! Amethyst was also once thought to cure headaches and toothaches.
Yami Amythest: so?
R Amythest: It's the birthstone of FEBRUARY of all months!
Yami Amythest: your point is. . .?
R Amythest: my anime identity (see bio) birth month was February, and I just made it up!
Yami Amythest: -_-;;; what about getting on with the fic?
R Amythest: *sighs* okay. . .
(Yami's POV)
The door opened and Rayo stepped out. I loved to see the little guy, but my expression darkened as he clutched the door. I swear, he looked positively bushed.
"Rayo are you okay?" I asked quickly. Before I could finish my statement, he collapsed into my arms.
I had a little brainstorm. If I left him here, then he'd be vulnerable to traitors and such. But I didn't trust myself to get him to stay with me. Sighing, I picked him up and tried to hole him piggy-back. Unfortunately, I never had a little brother or sister, and I had no such experience. Cursing, I shifted his weight from one hand to another before managing to balance him. I decided I'd have to keep him with me on my little tour. . . I'd better hope those guards are loyal.
I wavered slightly on the steps. I almost fell! But I managed to make it down, holding Rayo on one hand and the rail on the other. "Tsk, tsk, Oh Great Pharaoh, reduced to babysitting?" the new high priest 'Set' mocked. I growled at him. He was a great learner of the ways and such, it made me wonder why. He resembled Seto Kaiba a lot, but that can't be true. Seto died back at the alley.
"Just shut up! I'm preoccupied, can't ya see?" I snapped. Set chuckled before giving me a light shove. I gave a yell and shook my leg helplessly, trying to keep my balance. Set seemed amused at my 'dancing,' as he called it. I gave him another glare before taking a breath and continuing down the stairs. "What's up with you, Set?"
"Just bored. So, how're the shadow games? Still under control?" he asked, looking me in the eye. If he were a commoner, he'd be dead by now. . . but that's the problem. He isn't.
"SHUT UP, SET! Just because you're a high priest doesn't mean you get to know everything on my mind!" I shouted crossly. Rayo was staring to twitch. I knew I should've kept my voice down. . .
"Yami. . . who ya shouting to?" Rayo muttered, fidgeting.
"Rayo. . . try not to move, you're heavier that way," I told him, shooting a glare at Set, who seemed amused at the boy. Rayo stopped moving and nuzzled against my shoulder a bit. I had to admit, that felt good. . .
Set obviously sensed my comfort. "Pharaoh in love with a lil boy. BOY, at that. Interesting." I blushed a variety of shades of red.
"Do I have to banish you?" I grumbled as I reached the first floor, going out the door.
"Don't forget your horse!" Set shouted behind me. I gave him another glare before heading inside again to fetch the horse. It was my favorite, a pure white stallion with blazing brown eyes. It kind of reminded me of Rayo, a free and shining spirit, yet calm and collected. I saddled it, opening the door and guiding it out before placing Rayo near the neck. It gave a low neigh, and I patted its side, assuring that it wasn't anything to fret about before getting on myself.
We rode through the marketplace, Rayo half asleep, but amazed at the view from on top of a horse, and found himself staring at the golden goods in a nearby market. I loved the way his eyes looked starry, and his silver hair reflected the sunlight like sparkles. "Anything you like?" I asked him. He turned around and looked at me, excitement shining in his beautiful brown eyes. 'No! AGH! Shake off the feeling. . .' I gave him a small smile.
"If it's okay with you. . ." Rayo nodded towards a nearby stand. A man with a cloak caped over him and a few strands of blonde hair sticking out of a hood was watching over it, obviously the shopkeeper. "I'd kinda like to look over there. . ."
(Rayo's POV)
"If it's okay with you. . ." I gave a gesture towards a stand. The man behind it was Malik; I was sure. "I'd kinda like to look over there. . ." I stared hopefully at Yami, giving him the famous 'puppy eyes.' His expression softened, but he still didn't let me go.
"Rayo, it's too dangerous out there!" I gave him a sniffle and started to tear up. He shielded his face like I was radioactive. "Not the tears! Not the tears! Okay, you win! You can go out on your own!" I squealed and made my way down the horse. "But be careful!"
I gave a 'squee' and ran over to Malik's stand. "Rayo?" he muttered, keeping his face out of sight.
"Yeah, it's me," I whispered back, pretending to be interested in the artifacts in front of him. I recognized some of them as the ones we stole the other day, on the 'treasure hunt.' I gave an 'oo' and almost touched a piece of stone.
"No! DON'T TOUCH THAT!" he screamed, catching my hand in time. "Ra, Rayo, if you touched that, you'd be frozen in place!"
"Then why's it there?" I asked. He showed me his queer gloves.
"To toss at nosy guards," he explained, nudging it towards him.
"So, when're we going to meet?" I asked, careful not to touch any rock.
Malik looked up at the sun. "Hmmm," he mused. He brushed his hair back. . . his hood sweeping back with it! Everyone within 10 yards of us gasped, and several ran away.
"What's going on?" the voice of Yami demanded. He took one glance at Malik and raised a javelin in the air. "Run, Rayo!"
(AN: I felt like ending it there, but I decided to be polite. . .)
My feet froze in place. One part of me wanted to get with Yami, and the other wanted to protect Malik at all costs. Yami released the spear and I found myself seconds away from deciding the future.
"NO!" I screamed, "I won't let you get away with that!" My Millennium Ring glowed, and a veil of energy surrounded me.
"Rayo," Yami said cautiously and suspiciously, "what are you doing?"
My hair was blown upward, and it seemed to spike up. The ring continued to glow, and a veil appeared around Malik, who appeared to be both startled and confused. A shadow covered my eyes. 'You will never harm him, pharaoh!' I said psychically .My vision went black as the scene faded.
(Malik's POV)
As I brushed back my hair, I felt my hood slipping. A few people gasped and ran, and my eyes widened as the pharaoh marched into view. "What's going on?" he shouted. Right then, I felt like curling up into a little ball inside the stand. Seto was at the royally stupid pharaoh's palace, taking his job back as a hyper adolescent, leaving me here to get killed. How generous. "Run, Rayo!" the pharaoh commanded. The little boy didn't move.
Yes, run. . . if he did, then I'd definitely meet the end. If he didn't. . . Then we'd both be gone, most likely. Well, this way, the sacrifice is small. "Yes, run," I whispered, trying to minimize myself. He didn't move. . . and the javelin was thrown.
"NO!" he suddenly yelled. "I won't let you get away with that!" Get away? With what? His Millennium Ring gave off a piercing light, and an aurora surrounded him.
"Rayo, what are you doing?" the pharaoh asked, his voice full of suspicion and confusion. Pah, leave it to him to not figure anything out.
Rayo's silvery hair was lifted and it seemed. . . meditative. I was suddenly surrounded by a large, protective light shield was cast. The spear bounced off it harmlessly. After the light disappeared, he wavered on his feet. I practically jumped over the stand in an attempt to catch him. Falling in my arms, I tore off into a nearby alley.
(Yami's POV)
I really didn't understand.
It started when there was an uproar in the part of the marketplace, and my first thought was 'Rayo!' "What's going on?" I went over there to see Rayo at a stand that was OCCUPIED BY MALIK ISHTAR! I slid my spear out of the saddle- I kept one there just in case - and held it high. Then I noticed Rayo was in the path. "Run, Rayo!" I shouted. He froze to the spot. God. . . oh well, maybe I can just aim over him. I DID pretty much master lance- throwing. I threw the javelin with a curve, so I expected it to soar over Rayo's head and right into Malik's chest, better yet, his black heart.
"NO! I won't let you get away with that!" he yelled. Get away with what? He started glowing bright yellow, and I used an arm to block out some of the light.
"Rayo, what are you doing?" I asked, slightly suspicious. My own SON (well, sort of) wouldn't be with them, would he?
His hair rose, and a light shield appeared around Malik, too. My spear bounced off with a 'tink' and I was almost SURE now that the traitor was his friend. Rayo seemed to concentrate, and the light cast a shadow over his eyes. 'You will never harm him, pharaoh!' I heard in my mind. That wasn't Rayo's voice, was it? Please tell me it isn't so! But it sounded so much like him. . . only raspier. That proved it. He was. . . a traitor. 'Kaplooy!' The fact seemed to explode in me like a bomb. Many have betrayed me before. . . but never like this.
The glowing stopped, and Rayo didn't seem very steady on his feet. I mentally debated whether to save him again, or leave him to die. But before I could decide, Malik ran off with him. CURSE THAT RASCAL! 'Hmp'ing, I sent my guards after both of them. Now, I didn't care in the least about both of them. Traitor.
(Malik's POV)
I narrowly dodged another arrow. Curse them. . . and Rayo was really starting to feel heavy. I shifted his weight and held him closer so he wouldn't fall off. He saved me. . . now it's my turn to do the favor for him. (I also made a mental note to shout at Seto later.)
I was brought out of my chain of thoughts (hey, trains weren't invented yet!) by a searing pain in my leg. I gave a shout and stumbled. Rayo fell out of my hands and groaned. I mentally cursed while picking him up again, ignoring the screams of 'slow down!' given by my leg. Now I know I'm crazy.
I ran deep into the alley, where I know things best. At the end, I made a very sharp turn right, tripping on my injured leg, which caused me to slide on my arm, which, in turn, skinned, (ever skid across a carpet on your elbows without sleeves? Welcome to Malik's world.) I muffled a scream and retracted my legs out of view from the alley. Fortuantly, there were bushes right there, so I pushed Rayo behind him, and I followed suit.
The brainless guards were still bumbling about in the alley, shouting, "We know where you are! Why don't you admit it?" Har, har. I bet they don't. And I was right, because soon after, they went home in discouragement. Don't forget to shout at 'Set' for me.
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R Amythest: HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAILOR MILLENNIUM! *balloons whiz around in background*
Yami Amythest: ah. . . *leans back in chair* the ideal birthday present, a chapter or two without Sub-Conscience.
Some person who hasn't read 'The True Heart of the Dice': Who?
R Amythest: I've had her for um. . . two weeks, I think. And I've updated 'The True Heart of the Dice' the most, WHILE Sub was there, so she's in those author's notes. She also annoyed me in the reviews. I finally got rid of her by giving her to Twill as a present.
The Person: oh.
R Amythest: and now I'd like to give a present to our birthday girl! Get up here, Sailor Millennium!
Crowd: *watches a blushing Sailor Millennium go up*
Link87: Hey! It's my birthday, too!
R Amythest: oh well. *turns to Sailor Millennium* Yami Bakura, SIC!
Yami Bakura: I thought you had me cooped up here for bashing purposes.
R Amythest: you're useful for other things, too. *Yami Bakura glomps Sailor Millennium, spraying disinfectant*
Yami Bakura: geez, you could at least wash your hands after eating cake next time, ya know.
Yami Amythest: *from the kitchen* THE ICE CREAM'S READY! *a CRASH followed by a HEY! and then a YUM!*
R Amythest: like it?
Sailor Millennium: *nod* *nod*
R Amythest: you also mentioned the Chibi, so let's hear it for Chibi Yami Bakura, who acts as Rayo in this story! GIVE A CHEER!
Cheerleaders in Crowd: GIMME A C! GIMME A H! GIMME AN E! GIM-
Yami Amythest: URUSEI! (translation: SHUT UP!)
Cheerleaders: GIMME AN U! GIMME A R! GIMME A-
Yami Amythest: *slaps forehead*
Yami Bakura: SHUT THE HECK UP!
Cheerleaders: GIMME A S! GIMME A H! GIMME A-
Yami Bakura: ARRGGHHH!!!! *eye of Horus glows on forehead*
Cheerleaders: *shut up*
R Amythest: er. . . okay. Anyway. . .
Chibi Yami Bakura: YAY! *an ice-cream-covered Chibi Yami Bakura glomps Sailor Millennium around the neck*
Sailor Millennium: *choke* *gasp* very nice. . . *cough* *gasp*
Ryou: *sighs and tries pry the hyper chibi off. . . not succeeding, of course*
Sailor Millennium: *turning red*
Change of Heart Ryou: Hey, what's going on? *glances at Chibi Yami Bakura*
Sailor Millennium: *turning purple*
COH Ryou: *possesses CYB and lets go*
Sailor Millennium: *gasps for air* that was new. . .
R Amythest: *giggles*
Yami Amythest: ARGH! ICE CREAM RAIDER!
COH Ryou: *'eeps' and gets out*
CYB: *smiles and glomps Yami Amythest around the neck* I WUV OO ALL!
Yami Amythest: HIKARI! HELP!
Sailor Millennium: *sweatdrop* what a party. . .
R Amythest: *sweatdrop* this could go on for a veeeeery long while. . .
Malik: *runs past them with chopsticks in mouth and barks like a walrus, dragging a cord behind him. Curtains close*
Yami Amythest: What now?
R Amythest: Okay, this is what I found in my little brother's book:
February's birthstone is the amethyst. This rich purple jewel is said to help people think clearly and to chase away bad thoughts! Amethyst was also once thought to cure headaches and toothaches.
Yami Amythest: so?
R Amythest: It's the birthstone of FEBRUARY of all months!
Yami Amythest: your point is. . .?
R Amythest: my anime identity (see bio) birth month was February, and I just made it up!
Yami Amythest: -_-;;; what about getting on with the fic?
R Amythest: *sighs* okay. . .
(Yami's POV)
The door opened and Rayo stepped out. I loved to see the little guy, but my expression darkened as he clutched the door. I swear, he looked positively bushed.
"Rayo are you okay?" I asked quickly. Before I could finish my statement, he collapsed into my arms.
I had a little brainstorm. If I left him here, then he'd be vulnerable to traitors and such. But I didn't trust myself to get him to stay with me. Sighing, I picked him up and tried to hole him piggy-back. Unfortunately, I never had a little brother or sister, and I had no such experience. Cursing, I shifted his weight from one hand to another before managing to balance him. I decided I'd have to keep him with me on my little tour. . . I'd better hope those guards are loyal.
I wavered slightly on the steps. I almost fell! But I managed to make it down, holding Rayo on one hand and the rail on the other. "Tsk, tsk, Oh Great Pharaoh, reduced to babysitting?" the new high priest 'Set' mocked. I growled at him. He was a great learner of the ways and such, it made me wonder why. He resembled Seto Kaiba a lot, but that can't be true. Seto died back at the alley.
"Just shut up! I'm preoccupied, can't ya see?" I snapped. Set chuckled before giving me a light shove. I gave a yell and shook my leg helplessly, trying to keep my balance. Set seemed amused at my 'dancing,' as he called it. I gave him another glare before taking a breath and continuing down the stairs. "What's up with you, Set?"
"Just bored. So, how're the shadow games? Still under control?" he asked, looking me in the eye. If he were a commoner, he'd be dead by now. . . but that's the problem. He isn't.
"SHUT UP, SET! Just because you're a high priest doesn't mean you get to know everything on my mind!" I shouted crossly. Rayo was staring to twitch. I knew I should've kept my voice down. . .
"Yami. . . who ya shouting to?" Rayo muttered, fidgeting.
"Rayo. . . try not to move, you're heavier that way," I told him, shooting a glare at Set, who seemed amused at the boy. Rayo stopped moving and nuzzled against my shoulder a bit. I had to admit, that felt good. . .
Set obviously sensed my comfort. "Pharaoh in love with a lil boy. BOY, at that. Interesting." I blushed a variety of shades of red.
"Do I have to banish you?" I grumbled as I reached the first floor, going out the door.
"Don't forget your horse!" Set shouted behind me. I gave him another glare before heading inside again to fetch the horse. It was my favorite, a pure white stallion with blazing brown eyes. It kind of reminded me of Rayo, a free and shining spirit, yet calm and collected. I saddled it, opening the door and guiding it out before placing Rayo near the neck. It gave a low neigh, and I patted its side, assuring that it wasn't anything to fret about before getting on myself.
We rode through the marketplace, Rayo half asleep, but amazed at the view from on top of a horse, and found himself staring at the golden goods in a nearby market. I loved the way his eyes looked starry, and his silver hair reflected the sunlight like sparkles. "Anything you like?" I asked him. He turned around and looked at me, excitement shining in his beautiful brown eyes. 'No! AGH! Shake off the feeling. . .' I gave him a small smile.
"If it's okay with you. . ." Rayo nodded towards a nearby stand. A man with a cloak caped over him and a few strands of blonde hair sticking out of a hood was watching over it, obviously the shopkeeper. "I'd kinda like to look over there. . ."
(Rayo's POV)
"If it's okay with you. . ." I gave a gesture towards a stand. The man behind it was Malik; I was sure. "I'd kinda like to look over there. . ." I stared hopefully at Yami, giving him the famous 'puppy eyes.' His expression softened, but he still didn't let me go.
"Rayo, it's too dangerous out there!" I gave him a sniffle and started to tear up. He shielded his face like I was radioactive. "Not the tears! Not the tears! Okay, you win! You can go out on your own!" I squealed and made my way down the horse. "But be careful!"
I gave a 'squee' and ran over to Malik's stand. "Rayo?" he muttered, keeping his face out of sight.
"Yeah, it's me," I whispered back, pretending to be interested in the artifacts in front of him. I recognized some of them as the ones we stole the other day, on the 'treasure hunt.' I gave an 'oo' and almost touched a piece of stone.
"No! DON'T TOUCH THAT!" he screamed, catching my hand in time. "Ra, Rayo, if you touched that, you'd be frozen in place!"
"Then why's it there?" I asked. He showed me his queer gloves.
"To toss at nosy guards," he explained, nudging it towards him.
"So, when're we going to meet?" I asked, careful not to touch any rock.
Malik looked up at the sun. "Hmmm," he mused. He brushed his hair back. . . his hood sweeping back with it! Everyone within 10 yards of us gasped, and several ran away.
"What's going on?" the voice of Yami demanded. He took one glance at Malik and raised a javelin in the air. "Run, Rayo!"
(AN: I felt like ending it there, but I decided to be polite. . .)
My feet froze in place. One part of me wanted to get with Yami, and the other wanted to protect Malik at all costs. Yami released the spear and I found myself seconds away from deciding the future.
"NO!" I screamed, "I won't let you get away with that!" My Millennium Ring glowed, and a veil of energy surrounded me.
"Rayo," Yami said cautiously and suspiciously, "what are you doing?"
My hair was blown upward, and it seemed to spike up. The ring continued to glow, and a veil appeared around Malik, who appeared to be both startled and confused. A shadow covered my eyes. 'You will never harm him, pharaoh!' I said psychically .My vision went black as the scene faded.
(Malik's POV)
As I brushed back my hair, I felt my hood slipping. A few people gasped and ran, and my eyes widened as the pharaoh marched into view. "What's going on?" he shouted. Right then, I felt like curling up into a little ball inside the stand. Seto was at the royally stupid pharaoh's palace, taking his job back as a hyper adolescent, leaving me here to get killed. How generous. "Run, Rayo!" the pharaoh commanded. The little boy didn't move.
Yes, run. . . if he did, then I'd definitely meet the end. If he didn't. . . Then we'd both be gone, most likely. Well, this way, the sacrifice is small. "Yes, run," I whispered, trying to minimize myself. He didn't move. . . and the javelin was thrown.
"NO!" he suddenly yelled. "I won't let you get away with that!" Get away? With what? His Millennium Ring gave off a piercing light, and an aurora surrounded him.
"Rayo, what are you doing?" the pharaoh asked, his voice full of suspicion and confusion. Pah, leave it to him to not figure anything out.
Rayo's silvery hair was lifted and it seemed. . . meditative. I was suddenly surrounded by a large, protective light shield was cast. The spear bounced off it harmlessly. After the light disappeared, he wavered on his feet. I practically jumped over the stand in an attempt to catch him. Falling in my arms, I tore off into a nearby alley.
(Yami's POV)
I really didn't understand.
It started when there was an uproar in the part of the marketplace, and my first thought was 'Rayo!' "What's going on?" I went over there to see Rayo at a stand that was OCCUPIED BY MALIK ISHTAR! I slid my spear out of the saddle- I kept one there just in case - and held it high. Then I noticed Rayo was in the path. "Run, Rayo!" I shouted. He froze to the spot. God. . . oh well, maybe I can just aim over him. I DID pretty much master lance- throwing. I threw the javelin with a curve, so I expected it to soar over Rayo's head and right into Malik's chest, better yet, his black heart.
"NO! I won't let you get away with that!" he yelled. Get away with what? He started glowing bright yellow, and I used an arm to block out some of the light.
"Rayo, what are you doing?" I asked, slightly suspicious. My own SON (well, sort of) wouldn't be with them, would he?
His hair rose, and a light shield appeared around Malik, too. My spear bounced off with a 'tink' and I was almost SURE now that the traitor was his friend. Rayo seemed to concentrate, and the light cast a shadow over his eyes. 'You will never harm him, pharaoh!' I heard in my mind. That wasn't Rayo's voice, was it? Please tell me it isn't so! But it sounded so much like him. . . only raspier. That proved it. He was. . . a traitor. 'Kaplooy!' The fact seemed to explode in me like a bomb. Many have betrayed me before. . . but never like this.
The glowing stopped, and Rayo didn't seem very steady on his feet. I mentally debated whether to save him again, or leave him to die. But before I could decide, Malik ran off with him. CURSE THAT RASCAL! 'Hmp'ing, I sent my guards after both of them. Now, I didn't care in the least about both of them. Traitor.
(Malik's POV)
I narrowly dodged another arrow. Curse them. . . and Rayo was really starting to feel heavy. I shifted his weight and held him closer so he wouldn't fall off. He saved me. . . now it's my turn to do the favor for him. (I also made a mental note to shout at Seto later.)
I was brought out of my chain of thoughts (hey, trains weren't invented yet!) by a searing pain in my leg. I gave a shout and stumbled. Rayo fell out of my hands and groaned. I mentally cursed while picking him up again, ignoring the screams of 'slow down!' given by my leg. Now I know I'm crazy.
I ran deep into the alley, where I know things best. At the end, I made a very sharp turn right, tripping on my injured leg, which caused me to slide on my arm, which, in turn, skinned, (ever skid across a carpet on your elbows without sleeves? Welcome to Malik's world.) I muffled a scream and retracted my legs out of view from the alley. Fortuantly, there were bushes right there, so I pushed Rayo behind him, and I followed suit.
The brainless guards were still bumbling about in the alley, shouting, "We know where you are! Why don't you admit it?" Har, har. I bet they don't. And I was right, because soon after, they went home in discouragement. Don't forget to shout at 'Set' for me.
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R Amythest: HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAILOR MILLENNIUM! *balloons whiz around in background*
Yami Amythest: ah. . . *leans back in chair* the ideal birthday present, a chapter or two without Sub-Conscience.
Some person who hasn't read 'The True Heart of the Dice': Who?
R Amythest: I've had her for um. . . two weeks, I think. And I've updated 'The True Heart of the Dice' the most, WHILE Sub was there, so she's in those author's notes. She also annoyed me in the reviews. I finally got rid of her by giving her to Twill as a present.
The Person: oh.
R Amythest: and now I'd like to give a present to our birthday girl! Get up here, Sailor Millennium!
Crowd: *watches a blushing Sailor Millennium go up*
Link87: Hey! It's my birthday, too!
R Amythest: oh well. *turns to Sailor Millennium* Yami Bakura, SIC!
Yami Bakura: I thought you had me cooped up here for bashing purposes.
R Amythest: you're useful for other things, too. *Yami Bakura glomps Sailor Millennium, spraying disinfectant*
Yami Bakura: geez, you could at least wash your hands after eating cake next time, ya know.
Yami Amythest: *from the kitchen* THE ICE CREAM'S READY! *a CRASH followed by a HEY! and then a YUM!*
R Amythest: like it?
Sailor Millennium: *nod* *nod*
R Amythest: you also mentioned the Chibi, so let's hear it for Chibi Yami Bakura, who acts as Rayo in this story! GIVE A CHEER!
Cheerleaders in Crowd: GIMME A C! GIMME A H! GIMME AN E! GIM-
Yami Amythest: URUSEI! (translation: SHUT UP!)
Cheerleaders: GIMME AN U! GIMME A R! GIMME A-
Yami Amythest: *slaps forehead*
Yami Bakura: SHUT THE HECK UP!
Cheerleaders: GIMME A S! GIMME A H! GIMME A-
Yami Bakura: ARRGGHHH!!!! *eye of Horus glows on forehead*
Cheerleaders: *shut up*
R Amythest: er. . . okay. Anyway. . .
Chibi Yami Bakura: YAY! *an ice-cream-covered Chibi Yami Bakura glomps Sailor Millennium around the neck*
Sailor Millennium: *choke* *gasp* very nice. . . *cough* *gasp*
Ryou: *sighs and tries pry the hyper chibi off. . . not succeeding, of course*
Sailor Millennium: *turning red*
Change of Heart Ryou: Hey, what's going on? *glances at Chibi Yami Bakura*
Sailor Millennium: *turning purple*
COH Ryou: *possesses CYB and lets go*
Sailor Millennium: *gasps for air* that was new. . .
R Amythest: *giggles*
Yami Amythest: ARGH! ICE CREAM RAIDER!
COH Ryou: *'eeps' and gets out*
CYB: *smiles and glomps Yami Amythest around the neck* I WUV OO ALL!
Yami Amythest: HIKARI! HELP!
Sailor Millennium: *sweatdrop* what a party. . .
R Amythest: *sweatdrop* this could go on for a veeeeery long while. . .
Malik: *runs past them with chopsticks in mouth and barks like a walrus, dragging a cord behind him. Curtains close*