GASP! People like this? I'm touched! -^_^-
Thank you to my reviewers!
Hina Kariachi Hakubi: I can see why you almost spelled you're name wrong! It's cool though and I'm glad you liked my story! I decided to update before Christmas after all!
Nameless One: ^_^ Chocolate frog! Harry Potter rules! Well, no, but it's right below someone I know and Yu-Gi-Oh! (that rhymes ^_^)
sugahigh: Here's the next installment! Thank you for your review!
Also, ignore the number of reviews I got. Fanfiction.net screwed up and sent me all of your reviews twice.^_^;;
Warnings: References to Christianity, so if anyone is Atheist, you were warned and I will delete any flames about it.
Notes: The chapter will be starting in Bakura's point of view, and then getting out of it when they actually get to setting up Ryou and Yugi. It may also become a little more serious, cuz I need to get this in the right mood for next chapter. Yes, Bakura can have a serious side. Shame, isn't it? I've kinda been writing him as hyper at heart. . . . Also, this chapter may seem kind of lame, cuz I wrote it while listening to Get On My Level (Eva Eva) (good song! ^_~) and my mind was on other things. . .
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Chapter 5: Jingle Bells
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I should've done that a long time ago.
Ryou and I just sat down and had a long talk about Christmas.
Not that we haven't done that before, but I actually paid attention this time. I tell you, us poor ADHD people are so discriminated against! You wanna go kill people now? No, just kidding. Anyway, I've pretty much got this holiday down.
[A/N ADHD is an attention disorder. Children that have it have like a 2- second attention span. Hence the killing people request right out of the blue. Just wanted to make sure everyone understood that.]
That won't stop me from slightly 'editing' the decorations while Ryou is out today, though.
It seems you do -not- put cocaine in the socks above the firplace so that you can knock out Claws and bag him when he comes to murder you. The socks are just another place for the free stuff to be put.
I didn't understand why they had to be so small, though, so I just wrote my name on a deluxe heavy-duty trash bag and hung that instead.
Ryou also said that he wasn't sure what tradition the 'pine' (::cough- chihuahua-cough::) trees actually came from, but they were traditional just the same. That's also where you find your presents Christmas morning, which is supposedly the morning after tomorrow.
I'm also supposed to leave milk and the cookies that Ryou baked by the fireplace (that I'm not allowed to light a fire in) to bribe Santa into -not- killing me and give me more loot. I, however, am also leaving him -cheese-, because I saw something on TV that obviously proves he likes cheese better! It's very powerful!
Also, my Hikari told me that Santa is -always- watching you, even when you're sleeping!
-CREEP-!
So we've got a stalker running this operation, have we?! The youth of our nation are in danger!
And even worse, whenever I do something bad I'll get stuck on the -naughty list-, which is supposedly an hourly update of your criminal record! -And- if you are -naughty-, then you get less presents and Coca Cola in your socks!
AAA!
Actually, the Coca Cola part didn't sound too bad (unless it has no caffeine!), but less presents sounds -horrible-!
What did I ever do to -you-, Claws?!
-But-, Ryou also implied that there was a loophole! If I'm nice to people for the rest of the time, I can get back on the list of -good- boys, girls, and 5000-year-old spirits!
-So-, I just have to suck up for 1 more day, and then Claws will be puddy in my hands! And I also have to celebrate the -true- meaning of Christmas too, which is that we celebrate the birth of a baby that happened 2000 years ago or something.
I find that very unfair.
We sure don't have a holiday for -me-, and I'm 3000 years this guy's senior!
An well. Another thing to change once I rule supreme.
Anyway, Ryou went all out in decorating for this. There's a 'Nativity' scene made of porcelein on the fireplace (above the socks), an Advent wreath on the table, and a star on the top of the tree, which Ryou says is to represent the Star in the East, and it's a long story.
He also put up 'thistletoe', and still won't tell me what it is. All I could figure out through the mindlink (which he was -blocking-, the cheater) is that you don't want to kiss it.
. . . . . . . I have a feeling I don't really want to know what it is.
Hey, did you know it was possible to get drunk on eggnog?
Oh crap, I should probably get started on plotting with Yami for Ryou's date! That'll count as something -good-, right?
Right.
. . . . . . . . What am I talking about? I'm -always- right!
Silly me.
Okay, off to Yami's house we go!
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Bakura found Yami's house on the first try this time around. He didn't bother ringing, though, and just entered through the shop doors.
"Hello," said Yami in a bored voice without looking up from his dueling deck, which he was improving. "Welcome to the Game Shop. No, we do not have any new shipments of duel monsters cards or posters. We do not do delivery, so get over it. We are closed starting tomorrow for three days, and we close in 2 minutes tonight. You should not be out shopping this late. We are sold out of all puzzles, cards, dice, and boardgames that have anything remotely to do with Christmas. If you are still here,--"
"-Ahem-," Bakura coughed annoyedly. Yami looked up from his deck.
"What do -you- want?" he asked in the same monotone voice. "I'm busy today, so if you would be ever so kind in leaving, maybe I'll let you have a mint from that bowl over there, as long as it's not one of the Andies Candies."
Bakura snorted. "You don't look very busy to -me-, Pharoah. You mess around with your deck every day." Yami glared up at Bakura.
"I'm trying to think of what to get Yugi for a Christmas present, ok?!" he snapped. "Even though I -still- don't understand what the fuss is all about. . . ." Bakura's face suddenly lit up.
"That's great! You haven't gotten him anything yet! Well, I have a proposal for you," he said, still smiling. Yami narrowed his eyes suspisciously.
"And that would be?"
"Help me set Yugi and Ryou up on a date!"
If Yami had been drinking anything at the moment, he would've spit it out instantly.
"WHAT?!"
"Oh, c'mon," Bakura urged. "You -know- they like each other! And what better gift to get your Hikari than the thing he wants most?"
Yami blanched. What the heck? Ok, so maybe he -had- noticed a thing between Ryou and Yugi, but why was Bakura suggesting that they worked together right out of the blue? They were complete enemies, for Ra's sake! -But-, it -was- true that he needed to get something for Yugi. . . .and Bakura was obviously only doing this so he could get his gift for Ryou out of the way. . . . .
He still seemed to have doubts. He looked at the floor for a minute, thinking. Then he looked back up at Bakura, a smirk suddenly appearing on his face.
"So this means -you- haven't gotten anything for -your- Hikari, either?" he asked.
"No, I haven't," said Bakura surprised by the question. What was he getting at? Yami's brain appeared to be working fast.
"-So-, if -I- don't help you, then you're screwed, assuming Ryou gave you the same rundown on Christmas that I got?" said Yami, his smile widening.
"Yes. . . I guess so. . ." grit out Bakura slowly.
"So, if I help you, that means you owe me something, right?" Yami was flat out beaming evilly now.
"Hey!" Bakura sputtered indignantly. "You're supposed to have the spirit of joy and love that comes with Christmas! You give me stuff -free-, otherwise Claws will come for you!" Yami's eyes widened.
"I forgot about him!" Kso! That darn Santa has me every way I turn! "Ok, I'll help you," Yami muttered. "What did you have in mind?"
Bakura 'hmph'ed and mumbled something about someone who was more beautiful than they were worth, but then told Yami about the St. Louis Bread Company, and how you could buy -gift certificates- (supposedly counterfeit money) there.
"So I'll just get some for Ryou, and you get some for Yugi, and then we both tell them to go there at about. . . 7:30 tomorrow evening. Sound good?" Bakura concluded, halfway out Yami's door.
"Uh huh," Yami agreed, then paused. "But you still owe me!" He slammed the door in Bakura's face, and, while snickering and ignoring the curses and bangs from outside, silently pleaded with Santa not to steal anything with buckles from him.
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"Ryou?" Bakura asked from the doorway in his sweetest voice. Ryou immediately knew he was about to try to coax something out of him.
"What did you do -this- time, yami?" he asked wearily.
"How quickly you burden me with such unreasonable accusations!" Bakura gasped. "Why, you would almost think that I do evil things on a regular basis!" Ryou glared. Bakura sweatdropped. Time for plan B. . . .
"Beautiful Hikari! -Wonderful- Hikari! Kind and gentle and--"
"-Bakura-! Give it up already! What do you want?!" Ryou asked, exasperatedly. Bakura smiled happily.
"Cherry Christmas, Ryou!" he chirped as he shoved a wrapped envelope into his light's face.
"It's -Merry- Christmas, and that's not until tomorrow. . . ." corrected Ryou confusedly, quickly becoming more interested in the envelope than Bakura's mistakes.
"Open it now! It doesn't matter if Christmas isn't til tomorrow, you're using it tonight!" egged on Bakura.
"I am?" asked Ryou, looking up at his yami. Bakura's eyes widened and he slapped his hands over his mouth. Oh crap oh crap oh crap oh crap. . . .
"I shouldn't have told you that. . . . NEVER MIND! Open the kuso thing!" said Bakura quickly.
"What on Earth? Bakura, what exactly are you getting me into?! This had -better- not be another court meeting notice!"
"Hey!" pouted Bakura. "I only gave you one of those 5 times before! And the last one was way back a week ago! Talk about dredging up ancient history!"
"-BAKURA-!"
"OPEN IT!"
Ryou sighed. "Fine, fine. . . ."
He unwraped the envelope as Bakura looked on with apprehension. After he opened the card and read it, he gasped and launched himself at Bakura to give him a humongous hug.
"That's so sweet!" he squealed. "Oh! And gift certificates to St. Louis Bread Company too! I love it there! Thank you so much, yami!" Bakura continued to smile, although it was obvious it had become quite forced.
Bakura, (Bakura: BEING THE GENIUS THAT I -AM-!") after buying the gift certificates for Ryou, had decided that it would seem kind of fishy if he just up and gave them to Ryou without any real meaning behind them, and therefore decided to add a few things into his gift.
He had bought a beautiful Christmas card and enclosed a picture taken of himself and Ryou (that he had gotten captioned and edited so the background was the Millenium Ring and a Ying-Yang) and a disgustingly caring and painstakingly written letter to Ryou on how he wouldn't rather have any other Hikari in the world, and that Ryou was like a brother to him.
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That abomination took me -hours-! I am now completely -horrified- at myself! Oh! Woe is me!
YOU OWE ME BIG FOR THIS, CLAWS!
Eeep! Ok ok! I'll shut up now!
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After Ryou had stopped fawning over Bakura and calling him the best yami in the world a thousand times over, (Bakura: Ok, I admit, -that- part wasn't so bad.) Bakura decided to get on with the set up.
"So, erm, Ryou, what say you go out to St. Louis Bread tonight, oh, say, around 7:30, and just enjoy yourself, with me out of the way?" he asked tentively.
"Oh!" said Ryou. "I couldn't do it -tonight-, it's Christmas eve!"
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. . . . . . . . . . . . . You've -got- to be kidding me.
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"So?!" cried Bakura desperately. "It only has to be for. . . . an hour or so!"
Ryou smiled. "But I'd rather spend time with -you-!"
"But--but--" AAARGH! Bakura pulled on his hair, trying to figure out a way to trick his Hikari into going.
After all, if he didn't set a date up for Ryou, then he surely wouldn't get that shipment of anthrax he wanted so much!
"I'll go with you!" he blurted out. Ryou blinked.
"Huh?"
"I said, I'll come too!" Bakura repeated, pleased with his alibi. "It's just that, um, I really want to go to the Bread Company tonight! I, uh, feel so happy there! It's too cold in the house, and it's warm and cozy there!"
Ryou looked at him in something akin to great surprise/shock, then slowly broke into a grin again.
"Okay! As long as you want to," He shrugged.
YES! Bakura cheered to himself silently. Now he was in the clear! He headed off to the phone to call Yami.
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"Ha -HA-! In your face, Pharoah! I fulfilled -my- end of the bargain!" Bakura bragged. "And with 2 whole hours until 7:30, too!"
Yami exhaled increduously. "It took you -this- long?!" Bakura paused.
"Yeah. So? How long did it take -you-?" he asked grumpily. Bakura could hear the smirk in Yami's voice.
"It's been set up since 8:00 this morning."
"WHAT?! Ryou's still sleeping at 8:00 AM like -normal- people! I don't know what's wrong with -your- Hikari!" Bakura hissed indignantly.
"Are you implying that there's something wrong with my Hikari?" Yami asked dangerously.
Bakura sighed, knowing Yami was way to much of an egotist to back down on this.
"Whatever. It's just that I have to go too, so you had better be there!" Bakura said.
"Fine. What are we going to do after they get seated and junk?" asked Yami.
Bakura smiled. "Get set up, then stay up and watch, of course."
"Bakura! It's not right to invade your light's privacy like that!" said Yami firmly. Bakura raised his eyebrows.
"Who said we were watching -them-?" He smiled ferally.
"Bakura, what--?" Yami started, but the tomb robber had already hung up the phone.
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TBC
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Hmm, what will they be watching?
Lol yay! Another chapter done! And it's the longest one yet!
I've planned this to have only one or two more chapters, and -maybe- an epilogue. And maybe a lime, also. . . .
I can't promise that the next chapter will be up by Christmas, but I will try my hardest, and the story will be finished by 2004, hopefully.
Ok review if you read this! I'm going to set my sights low and ask for at least 4 reviews on this chapter before I post the next one. And I'm posting it in Romance for a few days first, then I will change it to Humor for all of you that forget about me. ;_; Ok bye!
Thank you to my reviewers!
Hina Kariachi Hakubi: I can see why you almost spelled you're name wrong! It's cool though and I'm glad you liked my story! I decided to update before Christmas after all!
Nameless One: ^_^ Chocolate frog! Harry Potter rules! Well, no, but it's right below someone I know and Yu-Gi-Oh! (that rhymes ^_^)
sugahigh: Here's the next installment! Thank you for your review!
Also, ignore the number of reviews I got. Fanfiction.net screwed up and sent me all of your reviews twice.^_^;;
Warnings: References to Christianity, so if anyone is Atheist, you were warned and I will delete any flames about it.
Notes: The chapter will be starting in Bakura's point of view, and then getting out of it when they actually get to setting up Ryou and Yugi. It may also become a little more serious, cuz I need to get this in the right mood for next chapter. Yes, Bakura can have a serious side. Shame, isn't it? I've kinda been writing him as hyper at heart. . . . Also, this chapter may seem kind of lame, cuz I wrote it while listening to Get On My Level (Eva Eva) (good song! ^_~) and my mind was on other things. . .
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Chapter 5: Jingle Bells
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I should've done that a long time ago.
Ryou and I just sat down and had a long talk about Christmas.
Not that we haven't done that before, but I actually paid attention this time. I tell you, us poor ADHD people are so discriminated against! You wanna go kill people now? No, just kidding. Anyway, I've pretty much got this holiday down.
[A/N ADHD is an attention disorder. Children that have it have like a 2- second attention span. Hence the killing people request right out of the blue. Just wanted to make sure everyone understood that.]
That won't stop me from slightly 'editing' the decorations while Ryou is out today, though.
It seems you do -not- put cocaine in the socks above the firplace so that you can knock out Claws and bag him when he comes to murder you. The socks are just another place for the free stuff to be put.
I didn't understand why they had to be so small, though, so I just wrote my name on a deluxe heavy-duty trash bag and hung that instead.
Ryou also said that he wasn't sure what tradition the 'pine' (::cough- chihuahua-cough::) trees actually came from, but they were traditional just the same. That's also where you find your presents Christmas morning, which is supposedly the morning after tomorrow.
I'm also supposed to leave milk and the cookies that Ryou baked by the fireplace (that I'm not allowed to light a fire in) to bribe Santa into -not- killing me and give me more loot. I, however, am also leaving him -cheese-, because I saw something on TV that obviously proves he likes cheese better! It's very powerful!
Also, my Hikari told me that Santa is -always- watching you, even when you're sleeping!
-CREEP-!
So we've got a stalker running this operation, have we?! The youth of our nation are in danger!
And even worse, whenever I do something bad I'll get stuck on the -naughty list-, which is supposedly an hourly update of your criminal record! -And- if you are -naughty-, then you get less presents and Coca Cola in your socks!
AAA!
Actually, the Coca Cola part didn't sound too bad (unless it has no caffeine!), but less presents sounds -horrible-!
What did I ever do to -you-, Claws?!
-But-, Ryou also implied that there was a loophole! If I'm nice to people for the rest of the time, I can get back on the list of -good- boys, girls, and 5000-year-old spirits!
-So-, I just have to suck up for 1 more day, and then Claws will be puddy in my hands! And I also have to celebrate the -true- meaning of Christmas too, which is that we celebrate the birth of a baby that happened 2000 years ago or something.
I find that very unfair.
We sure don't have a holiday for -me-, and I'm 3000 years this guy's senior!
An well. Another thing to change once I rule supreme.
Anyway, Ryou went all out in decorating for this. There's a 'Nativity' scene made of porcelein on the fireplace (above the socks), an Advent wreath on the table, and a star on the top of the tree, which Ryou says is to represent the Star in the East, and it's a long story.
He also put up 'thistletoe', and still won't tell me what it is. All I could figure out through the mindlink (which he was -blocking-, the cheater) is that you don't want to kiss it.
. . . . . . . I have a feeling I don't really want to know what it is.
Hey, did you know it was possible to get drunk on eggnog?
Oh crap, I should probably get started on plotting with Yami for Ryou's date! That'll count as something -good-, right?
Right.
. . . . . . . . What am I talking about? I'm -always- right!
Silly me.
Okay, off to Yami's house we go!
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Bakura found Yami's house on the first try this time around. He didn't bother ringing, though, and just entered through the shop doors.
"Hello," said Yami in a bored voice without looking up from his dueling deck, which he was improving. "Welcome to the Game Shop. No, we do not have any new shipments of duel monsters cards or posters. We do not do delivery, so get over it. We are closed starting tomorrow for three days, and we close in 2 minutes tonight. You should not be out shopping this late. We are sold out of all puzzles, cards, dice, and boardgames that have anything remotely to do with Christmas. If you are still here,--"
"-Ahem-," Bakura coughed annoyedly. Yami looked up from his deck.
"What do -you- want?" he asked in the same monotone voice. "I'm busy today, so if you would be ever so kind in leaving, maybe I'll let you have a mint from that bowl over there, as long as it's not one of the Andies Candies."
Bakura snorted. "You don't look very busy to -me-, Pharoah. You mess around with your deck every day." Yami glared up at Bakura.
"I'm trying to think of what to get Yugi for a Christmas present, ok?!" he snapped. "Even though I -still- don't understand what the fuss is all about. . . ." Bakura's face suddenly lit up.
"That's great! You haven't gotten him anything yet! Well, I have a proposal for you," he said, still smiling. Yami narrowed his eyes suspisciously.
"And that would be?"
"Help me set Yugi and Ryou up on a date!"
If Yami had been drinking anything at the moment, he would've spit it out instantly.
"WHAT?!"
"Oh, c'mon," Bakura urged. "You -know- they like each other! And what better gift to get your Hikari than the thing he wants most?"
Yami blanched. What the heck? Ok, so maybe he -had- noticed a thing between Ryou and Yugi, but why was Bakura suggesting that they worked together right out of the blue? They were complete enemies, for Ra's sake! -But-, it -was- true that he needed to get something for Yugi. . . .and Bakura was obviously only doing this so he could get his gift for Ryou out of the way. . . . .
He still seemed to have doubts. He looked at the floor for a minute, thinking. Then he looked back up at Bakura, a smirk suddenly appearing on his face.
"So this means -you- haven't gotten anything for -your- Hikari, either?" he asked.
"No, I haven't," said Bakura surprised by the question. What was he getting at? Yami's brain appeared to be working fast.
"-So-, if -I- don't help you, then you're screwed, assuming Ryou gave you the same rundown on Christmas that I got?" said Yami, his smile widening.
"Yes. . . I guess so. . ." grit out Bakura slowly.
"So, if I help you, that means you owe me something, right?" Yami was flat out beaming evilly now.
"Hey!" Bakura sputtered indignantly. "You're supposed to have the spirit of joy and love that comes with Christmas! You give me stuff -free-, otherwise Claws will come for you!" Yami's eyes widened.
"I forgot about him!" Kso! That darn Santa has me every way I turn! "Ok, I'll help you," Yami muttered. "What did you have in mind?"
Bakura 'hmph'ed and mumbled something about someone who was more beautiful than they were worth, but then told Yami about the St. Louis Bread Company, and how you could buy -gift certificates- (supposedly counterfeit money) there.
"So I'll just get some for Ryou, and you get some for Yugi, and then we both tell them to go there at about. . . 7:30 tomorrow evening. Sound good?" Bakura concluded, halfway out Yami's door.
"Uh huh," Yami agreed, then paused. "But you still owe me!" He slammed the door in Bakura's face, and, while snickering and ignoring the curses and bangs from outside, silently pleaded with Santa not to steal anything with buckles from him.
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"Ryou?" Bakura asked from the doorway in his sweetest voice. Ryou immediately knew he was about to try to coax something out of him.
"What did you do -this- time, yami?" he asked wearily.
"How quickly you burden me with such unreasonable accusations!" Bakura gasped. "Why, you would almost think that I do evil things on a regular basis!" Ryou glared. Bakura sweatdropped. Time for plan B. . . .
"Beautiful Hikari! -Wonderful- Hikari! Kind and gentle and--"
"-Bakura-! Give it up already! What do you want?!" Ryou asked, exasperatedly. Bakura smiled happily.
"Cherry Christmas, Ryou!" he chirped as he shoved a wrapped envelope into his light's face.
"It's -Merry- Christmas, and that's not until tomorrow. . . ." corrected Ryou confusedly, quickly becoming more interested in the envelope than Bakura's mistakes.
"Open it now! It doesn't matter if Christmas isn't til tomorrow, you're using it tonight!" egged on Bakura.
"I am?" asked Ryou, looking up at his yami. Bakura's eyes widened and he slapped his hands over his mouth. Oh crap oh crap oh crap oh crap. . . .
"I shouldn't have told you that. . . . NEVER MIND! Open the kuso thing!" said Bakura quickly.
"What on Earth? Bakura, what exactly are you getting me into?! This had -better- not be another court meeting notice!"
"Hey!" pouted Bakura. "I only gave you one of those 5 times before! And the last one was way back a week ago! Talk about dredging up ancient history!"
"-BAKURA-!"
"OPEN IT!"
Ryou sighed. "Fine, fine. . . ."
He unwraped the envelope as Bakura looked on with apprehension. After he opened the card and read it, he gasped and launched himself at Bakura to give him a humongous hug.
"That's so sweet!" he squealed. "Oh! And gift certificates to St. Louis Bread Company too! I love it there! Thank you so much, yami!" Bakura continued to smile, although it was obvious it had become quite forced.
Bakura, (Bakura: BEING THE GENIUS THAT I -AM-!") after buying the gift certificates for Ryou, had decided that it would seem kind of fishy if he just up and gave them to Ryou without any real meaning behind them, and therefore decided to add a few things into his gift.
He had bought a beautiful Christmas card and enclosed a picture taken of himself and Ryou (that he had gotten captioned and edited so the background was the Millenium Ring and a Ying-Yang) and a disgustingly caring and painstakingly written letter to Ryou on how he wouldn't rather have any other Hikari in the world, and that Ryou was like a brother to him.
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That abomination took me -hours-! I am now completely -horrified- at myself! Oh! Woe is me!
YOU OWE ME BIG FOR THIS, CLAWS!
Eeep! Ok ok! I'll shut up now!
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After Ryou had stopped fawning over Bakura and calling him the best yami in the world a thousand times over, (Bakura: Ok, I admit, -that- part wasn't so bad.) Bakura decided to get on with the set up.
"So, erm, Ryou, what say you go out to St. Louis Bread tonight, oh, say, around 7:30, and just enjoy yourself, with me out of the way?" he asked tentively.
"Oh!" said Ryou. "I couldn't do it -tonight-, it's Christmas eve!"
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. . . . . . . . . . . . . You've -got- to be kidding me.
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"So?!" cried Bakura desperately. "It only has to be for. . . . an hour or so!"
Ryou smiled. "But I'd rather spend time with -you-!"
"But--but--" AAARGH! Bakura pulled on his hair, trying to figure out a way to trick his Hikari into going.
After all, if he didn't set a date up for Ryou, then he surely wouldn't get that shipment of anthrax he wanted so much!
"I'll go with you!" he blurted out. Ryou blinked.
"Huh?"
"I said, I'll come too!" Bakura repeated, pleased with his alibi. "It's just that, um, I really want to go to the Bread Company tonight! I, uh, feel so happy there! It's too cold in the house, and it's warm and cozy there!"
Ryou looked at him in something akin to great surprise/shock, then slowly broke into a grin again.
"Okay! As long as you want to," He shrugged.
YES! Bakura cheered to himself silently. Now he was in the clear! He headed off to the phone to call Yami.
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"Ha -HA-! In your face, Pharoah! I fulfilled -my- end of the bargain!" Bakura bragged. "And with 2 whole hours until 7:30, too!"
Yami exhaled increduously. "It took you -this- long?!" Bakura paused.
"Yeah. So? How long did it take -you-?" he asked grumpily. Bakura could hear the smirk in Yami's voice.
"It's been set up since 8:00 this morning."
"WHAT?! Ryou's still sleeping at 8:00 AM like -normal- people! I don't know what's wrong with -your- Hikari!" Bakura hissed indignantly.
"Are you implying that there's something wrong with my Hikari?" Yami asked dangerously.
Bakura sighed, knowing Yami was way to much of an egotist to back down on this.
"Whatever. It's just that I have to go too, so you had better be there!" Bakura said.
"Fine. What are we going to do after they get seated and junk?" asked Yami.
Bakura smiled. "Get set up, then stay up and watch, of course."
"Bakura! It's not right to invade your light's privacy like that!" said Yami firmly. Bakura raised his eyebrows.
"Who said we were watching -them-?" He smiled ferally.
"Bakura, what--?" Yami started, but the tomb robber had already hung up the phone.
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TBC
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Hmm, what will they be watching?
Lol yay! Another chapter done! And it's the longest one yet!
I've planned this to have only one or two more chapters, and -maybe- an epilogue. And maybe a lime, also. . . .
I can't promise that the next chapter will be up by Christmas, but I will try my hardest, and the story will be finished by 2004, hopefully.
Ok review if you read this! I'm going to set my sights low and ask for at least 4 reviews on this chapter before I post the next one. And I'm posting it in Romance for a few days first, then I will change it to Humor for all of you that forget about me. ;_; Ok bye!