a/n: Okay, this starts her birthday. Thanks to all my reviewers! I'm glad you all like my song! *beams* Well, technically, it's not mine, it's Avril's, but anyway... I know how frustrating it is to have a song in a fic that you don't know so you're just reading it instead of hearing it in your head, and everyone and their uncle knows Avril Lavigne, so I used this song. I thought it was pretty perfect and I'm glad you guys think so too! *beams*
(disclaimer) I don't own the movie Cabin Fever, and personally, I don't want to. I wouldn't tell you if I did, that's for sure! If you haven't already seen it, DON'T!!! It's simply AWFUL!! I'm serious! I've never been so happy to see people get killed in my life! The entire time I was sitting there watching it, I kept saying things like, "Please, kill him first!" There wasn't a single person in that movie I liked! They were all stupid! My favorite part was the end! You know, when the movie /stops/? When it's /over/. That was my favorite part. Oh, anyways, let's get on with the fanfic, that okay with you?? *C
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TWO WEEKS LATER
OCTOBER 31'ST...
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Bakura stared at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. He combed his hair out one more time, then decided it looked all right. He went back into his room and looked at his watch. 11:26 a.m. It was a Saturday and he had arranged to meet Alex at the arcade at noon the day before. He left his room and went downstairs.
"Hey," his dad greeted him cheerfully.
"Hi... oh," Bakura said suddenly, going back up the stairs.
"Okay," Mr. Ryou said with a small laugh.
Bakura ran into his room and grabbed the small box off his dresser, putting it into his pocket as he went back down the stairs.
"Sorry, forgot something," he said to his dad.
His dad chuckled. "You running off now?"
"Yeah, it's Alex's birthday and I said I'd meet her at the arcade," Bakura replied, trying not to look extremely happy about it.
"She'll be seventeen?" Mr. Ryou asked and his son nodded.
"I have to go, I don't want to be late," Bakura said.
"All right, see you later. I'll be here. All alone. By myself," Mr. Ryou said, pretending to be lonely.
"Dad!" Bakura said laughing. "I'll see you later, okay?"
"All right, see you," his dad said, waving as Bakura ran out the front door. "He's just like my father's son," he said, laughing to himself.
Bakura looked at his watch when he got outside. 11:43. How quickly time flies. He set off at a run down the street. He didn't want to be late.
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Alex leaned against the arcade wall outside, looking down the street. She looked at her watch. 11: 54. All right, so he still had six minutes left. But she wanted him to get here already. She sighed, leaning forward to look down the sidewalk.
She leaned back, her foot on the wall behind her. She looked at her watch again, impatient. 11:57. Three minutes.
- God knows he'd better be here on time, - she thought, scowling. She hated waiting, even if she was early. To her, late was getting there anytime after her.
A few minutes later, Bakura stepped in front of her, his hands in his pockets. His face was flushed and his breathing was slightly rapid.
Alex gave him an odd look. "What's wrong with you?" she asked, checking her watch. 11:59. She groaned. Now she couldn't bug him about being late.
"Um, nothing," he said, his face going slightly redder, though it was hard to tell.
"Whatever," she grumbled.
He gave her an odd look. "Cheer up, it's your birthday," he said.
She stared at him blankly for a second. Then, without warning, she wrapped her arm around his shoulder, pulling him down to her level. She grinned as she tousled his hair.
"Hey!" he laughed, pushing her away and standing up, his face red.
"All right, now I'm feeling better," she said, grinning.
He tried to flatten his hair out again, but she pushed his hand away. "Leave it alone! It looks cool like that!" she said and he blinked at her.
She headed into the arcade and he grinned as he followed her.
~ Guess I'm wishin' my life away,
~ With these things I'll never say.
She won about three different fighting games, leaving Bakura feeling rather stupid. He was saved, however, by Yugi and the gang coming in.
"Hey, Bakura!" Joey called as they entered the arcade.
"Huh?" Alex asked, turning around from her game, allowing Bakura to knock some of the life out of her game warrior. "Hey!" she exclaimed, realizing what he had done. She finished him off quickly as the gang came over.
"Hi," Bakura greeted them.
"What are you doing here?" Alex asked, folding her arms and looking down at Yugi.
"Um... Bakura said today was your birthday, so we decided to come. We thought you could use a little more of a party," Yugi said, smiling at her.
Alex tilted her head in Bakura's direction and raised her eyebrow at him. He grinned nervously and started to raise his hand behind his head. Remembering her reaction to that last time, he quickly brought his arm back down and shoved his hands in his pockets.
~ 'Cause I'm feelin' nervous,
~ tryin' to be so perfect,
~ 'cause I know you're worth it,
~ you're worth it... yeah.
"Whatever," Alex said, bringing her head back to an upright position. She sighed and stared at them. "So?"
Tea caught sight of the DDR across the arcade. "Hey Alex! Do you want to compete against me in the DDR?" she asked.
Bakura mentally winced. He knew exactly what Alex's reaction to that would be. He could probably say the words /with/ her.
She raised her eyebrow and looked at Tea like she was out of her mind. "You have /got/ to be kidding me," she said.
"Oh, um, yeah," Tea said, feeling her face grow warm. "Heh heh, yeah I was."
Alex rolled her eyes and sighed. She turned to Bakura and said, "Can we /please/ ditch them?"
Bakura went bright red, as did Yugi and Tea.
"Hey! You can't just ditch us like that!" Joey exclaimed.
Alex snapped her head in his direction and glared at him. "Really? Just watch me," she snarled. She headed for the door of the arcade, pushing Joey out of the way as she went.
"Hey!" Joey cried again.
"Alex! Wait a minute!" Bakura called. He sighed as the door swung shut behind her and she disappeared down the sidewalk. "Joey, when it comes to Alex, you have to watch what you say," he said on his way past the gang.
"Huh? She's the one that..." Joey said, confused.
Bakura exited the arcade and ran after Alex. "Alex! Alex, wait a second!" he called, but she didn't turn around. He was gaining fast on her and suddenly realized he wasn't going to be able to stop in time. "Oh, no," he said, his eyes growing wide as he tried to stop. He ran right into her and before he could say anything, he had been slammed against a building, Alex holding him there by his shirt collar.
"What's wrong with you?" she cried. "Watch were you're going!"
"All right! I'm sorry! I was trying to catch up to you and my brakes malfunctioned!" he exclaimed, putting his hands up in surrender.
She snorted in laughter and released him. He straightened his shirt and breathed in relief.
"I'd hate to see what you'd do to a stranger!" he said and she gave a small laugh.
"What do you want?" she asked, folding her arms.
"Um, to challenge you to a game of air hockey," he said, feeling rather stupid, though he wasn't sure why.
She snorted. "No thanks. Not with those freaks in there," she said, nodding her head in the direction of the arcade.
"Oh, um, okay," he said, shoving his hands in his pockets.
~ I'm tuggin' at my hair,
~ I'm pullin' at my clothes,
~ I'm tryin' to keep my cool,
~ I know it shows.
His hand touched the small box and he quickly pulled it out. "Oh, um, here. I, uh, I got you something," he stuttered, holding the box out for her take.
~ What's wrong,
~ with my tongue?
~ These words keep slippin' away.
~ I stutter,
~ I stumble,
~ like I've got nothing to say.
Instead of taking it, she stared at it like it came from outer space. "What's that?" she asked, looking at him quizzically.
Bakura felt his face flush. "Um, it's your birthday, so I got you a present."
She gave him a blank stare as if she'd never seen him before. "...Oh," she said, taking it, after slight hesitation.
It was a black velvet box and she stared at it a second before opening it. Two black studs sat in it. Alex stared at the earrings as if she'd never seen anything like them.
Bakura was watching her, waiting for a reaction. Her silence was killing him. He tilted his head and looked at her blank expression, trying to read it.
She finally snapped the box shut and put it in her pocket. She looked up at him and grinned. "They're pretty cool," she said and he breathed in relief. "My brother got me this," she said, holding up her arm. From her wrist hung a chain bracelet. A charm was attached to it and he turned it to get a better look. It was a peace symbol.
Alex took her wrist away and shoved her hands in her pockets. "He hates the fact that I get into fights and stuff. He's constantly making the peace sign at me. Drives me up the wall," she said, though she was grinning at the ground.
Feeling very pleased with himself that he had gotten her a present she approved of, he shoved his hands in his own pockets and beamed. He felt as if he was on cloud nine and he liked it there.
"Okay, fine. I except your challenge. It's time for me to whip your butt at air hockey," she said with a grin, play punching him in the arm as she started to the arcade once more.
Bakura rubbed his forearm where she had punched him harder than she intended, he was sure. Or, maybe she had intended to and she was testing him. He couldn't really be sure of anything when it came to her. Though, he found he didn't mind it.
With a grin, he followed her back to the arcade. He had to run slightly to catch up to her, but he didn't mind. They entered the arcade again a few minutes later and headed over to the air hockey table where Yugi was playing a game with Joey. Tristan was rooting for whoever was in the lead at that moment and Tea was playing DDR with someone Bakura didn't know.
Alex frowned when she saw the air hockey table was taken already. She walked up behind Yugi and looked at his score. He paused before hitting the puck back to Joey to look at her. His score was a six.
"How long have you been playing?" she asked dryly, still looking over his shoulder.
"Um, about five minutes I guess," he said, feeling slightly uncomfortable.
"That's pathetic," she said, walking around the table to Joey, who looked at her with a bit more of a scowl.
Bakura watched as she leaned over Joey's shoulder to look at his score, which proved to be much more difficult then leaning over Yugi. His score was eight.
"You still haven't won?" she asked, looking at him incredulously.
Joey looked at Bakura before answering. "No, I haven't. We're tryin' to play a game here," he said.
Alex backed up and leaned against one of the other games. Bakura came over and stood beside her, watching Joey and Yugi's game.
Alex watched with a bored expression, almost as if she'd rather be watching fish. Finally, Joey won and she sighed, quickly moving to one end of the table. Bakura took the other.
The rest of the gang stood around the table, watching as they hit the puck around the table. Alex glared at it every time it came her way and her eyes followed it no matter where it went. Whenever Bakura sent the puck away, he stole glances at her. She was wearing her make up again, but she still looked cute as she concentrated on the game.
"Yes," she hissed under her breath as she sent the puck sliding into Bakura's goal. She moved her slider up a notch as he put the puck back on the table.
Bakura hit it back to her and she aimed for it, but missed. It slid straight into her goal without disturbance. She scowled and put it back on the table.
The gang watched as the two of them played for a good number of minutes more without scoring. Tea came back from DDR and, after asking what was going on, stayed to watch too.
"Hm," Alex said with a grin as she scored. She moved her slider up another notch, feeling proud of herself.
Bakura was by far the toughest opponent she had ever had at this game. For the first time, she was worried about losing. She hadn't lost at this game for years and she wanted to keep it that way.
A few more scores from both of them brought it up to [Alex - 5, Bakura - 6]. Alex's eyes flitted around, following the puck as she and Bakura hit it back and forth. She scored, bring it up to a tie so far. Then Bakura scored.
He had stopped glancing at her to pay attention to the game. There was a faint glimmer of hope that he might actually win and he was going to try his best to do it. Maybe /that/ would impress her.
~ If it ain't comin' out,
~ we're not goin' anywhere,
~ so why can't I just tell you that I care?
[Alex - 7, Bakura - 8] Bakura glanced up at her to see her studying the puck's every move. He had trouble tearing his eyes away from her and almost missed the puck when she sent it his way. She did manage to score twice in a row, however, bring her score up to nine while his remained at eight. After a few more minutes, he brought it up to a tie. Now he could see the nervousness in her eyes as she protected her goal. He grinned, knowing that if he won, she wouldn't be too happy about it. But she also might have a bit more respect for him.
Alex hit the puck, sending it flying across the table. Bakura almost missed it, but managed to hit it away, sending it straight into her goal. His eyes widened as he checked his score. Her eyes widened as well and her jaw dropped.
"No way!" she cried, feeling the puck in it's pocket under her goal. She stared at her score, then walked around the table to stare at his. "No friggin' way!"
Bakura was struggling to keep his face straight, but it was difficult. He was as surprised as her that he had won and he was enjoying the look on her face.
"You didn't just win," she said, unable to look at him. "No way! I'm the champ!"
"Not anymore!" Joey said, grinning. She silenced him with a death glare.
"This is friggin' impossible," she said, leaning on the table.
"Good game," Bakura said, unable to keep the grin off his face.
She looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. "For you maybe," she said, making him laugh.
There was silence a minute before Joey spoke. "All right. Hey, Alex, I challenge you now."
She turned her head to look at the blonde and snorted. "Okay, fine. This won't take long," she said, positioning herself at the table where Bakura had stood.
Joey pulled the puck out of the pocket and set it on the table. Alex scored the first time she hit it and that got Joey concentrating more.
She scored again and she laughed. "You might as well give up now, 'cause you're not gonna' beat me," she said, smacking the puck back towards him.
"Bakura managed to," he said, looking her directly in the eye briefly. "I'm sure I can handle it."
Alex scowled and hit it straight into his goal. The next score was Joey's. They alternated for a few shots, bringing the score up to [Alex - 6, Joey - 4].
"Joey's doing pretty well," Bakura said to Tristan as he watched the game.
"Yeah, but he's not going to be happy when Alex beats him," Tristan replied.
Bakura just grinned, still pleased with his victory.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, Alex beat him [10 - 6]. Joey scowled, slightly surprised as Alex grinned.
"Now I don't feel so bad," she said, smirking at Joey.
"Yeah, well, I'm better at other games," he replied, trying to salvage some of his dignity.
Alex snorted. "Whatever. Well, you got your game, Bakura. Catch you later," she said, nodding at him before turning and heading for the door.
"Huh?" Bakura asked, surprised. He hadn't expected her to do that. "Wait!" he called, starting after her. He turned back to the gang briefly and said, "Um, I'll see you later, okay?"
"Okay, bye Bakura," Tea said, slightly confused.
With that he once more followed Alex out the door and down the sidewalk. He checked his watch. 2:23. Running over to Alex, he got an idea.
"Alex, um, do you want to go see a movie?" he asked, shoving his hands in his pockets and crossing his fingers.
She stopped and looked at him, making him blush. "Why, you got something you want to see?" she asked.
"Um, well no," he said, going furiously red.
Thankfully, she didn't notice. She just shrugged and said, "Yeah, all right. Got nothing else to do."
If she hadn't been standing right in front of him, he'd probably have punched the air. But he didn't and tried to make the color drain from his face. They didn't speak to one another as they headed towards the theater.
When they arrived, they looked at the numerous posters outside to decide which one to see. Most of them were horrors, seeing as what day it was. After a bit of arguing, the compromised and decided on "Cabin Fever."
Bakura paid for the tickets and they got seats near the back of the theater. Alex chose the seats, and he was perfectly happy sitting near the back.
"I've seen commercials about this movie," Bakura said while they waited for it to start.
"Yeah, me too," she replied. She was staring at the blank screen and didn't notice the fact that he was watching her.
"Um, it looks interesting," he said, trying to make conversation.
"It could be good, or it could be bad. We won't know until it's over, will we?" she asked, looking at him and making him go red.
"Um, right," he said, earning himself an odd look from Alex. Then, she went back to staring at the screen as if she were waiting for it to perform a trick.
A few seconds later, the lights dimmed and the trailers came on the screen. Bakura felt his face burn as he forced himself to look at the screen and not at her.
When the movie finally started, Bakura debated whether or not to put his arm around her. He decided against it, remembering what she had done when he had accidentally run into her. Instead, he wrapped his arms around his stomach in an attempt to calm the butterflies. This didn't work anywhere near as well as he'd hoped. He wouldn't relax until the end of the movie, and he knew it.
~ I'm feelin' nervous,
~ tryin' to be so perfect,
~ 'cause I know you're worth it,
~ you're worth it... yeah.
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~ If it ain't comin' out,
~ we're not goin' anywhere,
~ so why can't I just tell you that I care?
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a/n: Okay, the continuation will be in the next chapter, so don't forget to review, or I might forget to post. XD How are you liking it so far? I'm glad you all like the song! I really didn't think I'd hear that many good things about it! ^_^ I'm happy now.
(disclaimer) I don't own the movie Cabin Fever, and personally, I don't want to. I wouldn't tell you if I did, that's for sure! If you haven't already seen it, DON'T!!! It's simply AWFUL!! I'm serious! I've never been so happy to see people get killed in my life! The entire time I was sitting there watching it, I kept saying things like, "Please, kill him first!" There wasn't a single person in that movie I liked! They were all stupid! My favorite part was the end! You know, when the movie /stops/? When it's /over/. That was my favorite part. Oh, anyways, let's get on with the fanfic, that okay with you?? *C
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TWO WEEKS LATER
OCTOBER 31'ST...
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Bakura stared at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. He combed his hair out one more time, then decided it looked all right. He went back into his room and looked at his watch. 11:26 a.m. It was a Saturday and he had arranged to meet Alex at the arcade at noon the day before. He left his room and went downstairs.
"Hey," his dad greeted him cheerfully.
"Hi... oh," Bakura said suddenly, going back up the stairs.
"Okay," Mr. Ryou said with a small laugh.
Bakura ran into his room and grabbed the small box off his dresser, putting it into his pocket as he went back down the stairs.
"Sorry, forgot something," he said to his dad.
His dad chuckled. "You running off now?"
"Yeah, it's Alex's birthday and I said I'd meet her at the arcade," Bakura replied, trying not to look extremely happy about it.
"She'll be seventeen?" Mr. Ryou asked and his son nodded.
"I have to go, I don't want to be late," Bakura said.
"All right, see you later. I'll be here. All alone. By myself," Mr. Ryou said, pretending to be lonely.
"Dad!" Bakura said laughing. "I'll see you later, okay?"
"All right, see you," his dad said, waving as Bakura ran out the front door. "He's just like my father's son," he said, laughing to himself.
Bakura looked at his watch when he got outside. 11:43. How quickly time flies. He set off at a run down the street. He didn't want to be late.
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Alex leaned against the arcade wall outside, looking down the street. She looked at her watch. 11: 54. All right, so he still had six minutes left. But she wanted him to get here already. She sighed, leaning forward to look down the sidewalk.
She leaned back, her foot on the wall behind her. She looked at her watch again, impatient. 11:57. Three minutes.
- God knows he'd better be here on time, - she thought, scowling. She hated waiting, even if she was early. To her, late was getting there anytime after her.
A few minutes later, Bakura stepped in front of her, his hands in his pockets. His face was flushed and his breathing was slightly rapid.
Alex gave him an odd look. "What's wrong with you?" she asked, checking her watch. 11:59. She groaned. Now she couldn't bug him about being late.
"Um, nothing," he said, his face going slightly redder, though it was hard to tell.
"Whatever," she grumbled.
He gave her an odd look. "Cheer up, it's your birthday," he said.
She stared at him blankly for a second. Then, without warning, she wrapped her arm around his shoulder, pulling him down to her level. She grinned as she tousled his hair.
"Hey!" he laughed, pushing her away and standing up, his face red.
"All right, now I'm feeling better," she said, grinning.
He tried to flatten his hair out again, but she pushed his hand away. "Leave it alone! It looks cool like that!" she said and he blinked at her.
She headed into the arcade and he grinned as he followed her.
~ Guess I'm wishin' my life away,
~ With these things I'll never say.
She won about three different fighting games, leaving Bakura feeling rather stupid. He was saved, however, by Yugi and the gang coming in.
"Hey, Bakura!" Joey called as they entered the arcade.
"Huh?" Alex asked, turning around from her game, allowing Bakura to knock some of the life out of her game warrior. "Hey!" she exclaimed, realizing what he had done. She finished him off quickly as the gang came over.
"Hi," Bakura greeted them.
"What are you doing here?" Alex asked, folding her arms and looking down at Yugi.
"Um... Bakura said today was your birthday, so we decided to come. We thought you could use a little more of a party," Yugi said, smiling at her.
Alex tilted her head in Bakura's direction and raised her eyebrow at him. He grinned nervously and started to raise his hand behind his head. Remembering her reaction to that last time, he quickly brought his arm back down and shoved his hands in his pockets.
~ 'Cause I'm feelin' nervous,
~ tryin' to be so perfect,
~ 'cause I know you're worth it,
~ you're worth it... yeah.
"Whatever," Alex said, bringing her head back to an upright position. She sighed and stared at them. "So?"
Tea caught sight of the DDR across the arcade. "Hey Alex! Do you want to compete against me in the DDR?" she asked.
Bakura mentally winced. He knew exactly what Alex's reaction to that would be. He could probably say the words /with/ her.
She raised her eyebrow and looked at Tea like she was out of her mind. "You have /got/ to be kidding me," she said.
"Oh, um, yeah," Tea said, feeling her face grow warm. "Heh heh, yeah I was."
Alex rolled her eyes and sighed. She turned to Bakura and said, "Can we /please/ ditch them?"
Bakura went bright red, as did Yugi and Tea.
"Hey! You can't just ditch us like that!" Joey exclaimed.
Alex snapped her head in his direction and glared at him. "Really? Just watch me," she snarled. She headed for the door of the arcade, pushing Joey out of the way as she went.
"Hey!" Joey cried again.
"Alex! Wait a minute!" Bakura called. He sighed as the door swung shut behind her and she disappeared down the sidewalk. "Joey, when it comes to Alex, you have to watch what you say," he said on his way past the gang.
"Huh? She's the one that..." Joey said, confused.
Bakura exited the arcade and ran after Alex. "Alex! Alex, wait a second!" he called, but she didn't turn around. He was gaining fast on her and suddenly realized he wasn't going to be able to stop in time. "Oh, no," he said, his eyes growing wide as he tried to stop. He ran right into her and before he could say anything, he had been slammed against a building, Alex holding him there by his shirt collar.
"What's wrong with you?" she cried. "Watch were you're going!"
"All right! I'm sorry! I was trying to catch up to you and my brakes malfunctioned!" he exclaimed, putting his hands up in surrender.
She snorted in laughter and released him. He straightened his shirt and breathed in relief.
"I'd hate to see what you'd do to a stranger!" he said and she gave a small laugh.
"What do you want?" she asked, folding her arms.
"Um, to challenge you to a game of air hockey," he said, feeling rather stupid, though he wasn't sure why.
She snorted. "No thanks. Not with those freaks in there," she said, nodding her head in the direction of the arcade.
"Oh, um, okay," he said, shoving his hands in his pockets.
~ I'm tuggin' at my hair,
~ I'm pullin' at my clothes,
~ I'm tryin' to keep my cool,
~ I know it shows.
His hand touched the small box and he quickly pulled it out. "Oh, um, here. I, uh, I got you something," he stuttered, holding the box out for her take.
~ What's wrong,
~ with my tongue?
~ These words keep slippin' away.
~ I stutter,
~ I stumble,
~ like I've got nothing to say.
Instead of taking it, she stared at it like it came from outer space. "What's that?" she asked, looking at him quizzically.
Bakura felt his face flush. "Um, it's your birthday, so I got you a present."
She gave him a blank stare as if she'd never seen him before. "...Oh," she said, taking it, after slight hesitation.
It was a black velvet box and she stared at it a second before opening it. Two black studs sat in it. Alex stared at the earrings as if she'd never seen anything like them.
Bakura was watching her, waiting for a reaction. Her silence was killing him. He tilted his head and looked at her blank expression, trying to read it.
She finally snapped the box shut and put it in her pocket. She looked up at him and grinned. "They're pretty cool," she said and he breathed in relief. "My brother got me this," she said, holding up her arm. From her wrist hung a chain bracelet. A charm was attached to it and he turned it to get a better look. It was a peace symbol.
Alex took her wrist away and shoved her hands in her pockets. "He hates the fact that I get into fights and stuff. He's constantly making the peace sign at me. Drives me up the wall," she said, though she was grinning at the ground.
Feeling very pleased with himself that he had gotten her a present she approved of, he shoved his hands in his own pockets and beamed. He felt as if he was on cloud nine and he liked it there.
"Okay, fine. I except your challenge. It's time for me to whip your butt at air hockey," she said with a grin, play punching him in the arm as she started to the arcade once more.
Bakura rubbed his forearm where she had punched him harder than she intended, he was sure. Or, maybe she had intended to and she was testing him. He couldn't really be sure of anything when it came to her. Though, he found he didn't mind it.
With a grin, he followed her back to the arcade. He had to run slightly to catch up to her, but he didn't mind. They entered the arcade again a few minutes later and headed over to the air hockey table where Yugi was playing a game with Joey. Tristan was rooting for whoever was in the lead at that moment and Tea was playing DDR with someone Bakura didn't know.
Alex frowned when she saw the air hockey table was taken already. She walked up behind Yugi and looked at his score. He paused before hitting the puck back to Joey to look at her. His score was a six.
"How long have you been playing?" she asked dryly, still looking over his shoulder.
"Um, about five minutes I guess," he said, feeling slightly uncomfortable.
"That's pathetic," she said, walking around the table to Joey, who looked at her with a bit more of a scowl.
Bakura watched as she leaned over Joey's shoulder to look at his score, which proved to be much more difficult then leaning over Yugi. His score was eight.
"You still haven't won?" she asked, looking at him incredulously.
Joey looked at Bakura before answering. "No, I haven't. We're tryin' to play a game here," he said.
Alex backed up and leaned against one of the other games. Bakura came over and stood beside her, watching Joey and Yugi's game.
Alex watched with a bored expression, almost as if she'd rather be watching fish. Finally, Joey won and she sighed, quickly moving to one end of the table. Bakura took the other.
The rest of the gang stood around the table, watching as they hit the puck around the table. Alex glared at it every time it came her way and her eyes followed it no matter where it went. Whenever Bakura sent the puck away, he stole glances at her. She was wearing her make up again, but she still looked cute as she concentrated on the game.
"Yes," she hissed under her breath as she sent the puck sliding into Bakura's goal. She moved her slider up a notch as he put the puck back on the table.
Bakura hit it back to her and she aimed for it, but missed. It slid straight into her goal without disturbance. She scowled and put it back on the table.
The gang watched as the two of them played for a good number of minutes more without scoring. Tea came back from DDR and, after asking what was going on, stayed to watch too.
"Hm," Alex said with a grin as she scored. She moved her slider up another notch, feeling proud of herself.
Bakura was by far the toughest opponent she had ever had at this game. For the first time, she was worried about losing. She hadn't lost at this game for years and she wanted to keep it that way.
A few more scores from both of them brought it up to [Alex - 5, Bakura - 6]. Alex's eyes flitted around, following the puck as she and Bakura hit it back and forth. She scored, bring it up to a tie so far. Then Bakura scored.
He had stopped glancing at her to pay attention to the game. There was a faint glimmer of hope that he might actually win and he was going to try his best to do it. Maybe /that/ would impress her.
~ If it ain't comin' out,
~ we're not goin' anywhere,
~ so why can't I just tell you that I care?
[Alex - 7, Bakura - 8] Bakura glanced up at her to see her studying the puck's every move. He had trouble tearing his eyes away from her and almost missed the puck when she sent it his way. She did manage to score twice in a row, however, bring her score up to nine while his remained at eight. After a few more minutes, he brought it up to a tie. Now he could see the nervousness in her eyes as she protected her goal. He grinned, knowing that if he won, she wouldn't be too happy about it. But she also might have a bit more respect for him.
Alex hit the puck, sending it flying across the table. Bakura almost missed it, but managed to hit it away, sending it straight into her goal. His eyes widened as he checked his score. Her eyes widened as well and her jaw dropped.
"No way!" she cried, feeling the puck in it's pocket under her goal. She stared at her score, then walked around the table to stare at his. "No friggin' way!"
Bakura was struggling to keep his face straight, but it was difficult. He was as surprised as her that he had won and he was enjoying the look on her face.
"You didn't just win," she said, unable to look at him. "No way! I'm the champ!"
"Not anymore!" Joey said, grinning. She silenced him with a death glare.
"This is friggin' impossible," she said, leaning on the table.
"Good game," Bakura said, unable to keep the grin off his face.
She looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. "For you maybe," she said, making him laugh.
There was silence a minute before Joey spoke. "All right. Hey, Alex, I challenge you now."
She turned her head to look at the blonde and snorted. "Okay, fine. This won't take long," she said, positioning herself at the table where Bakura had stood.
Joey pulled the puck out of the pocket and set it on the table. Alex scored the first time she hit it and that got Joey concentrating more.
She scored again and she laughed. "You might as well give up now, 'cause you're not gonna' beat me," she said, smacking the puck back towards him.
"Bakura managed to," he said, looking her directly in the eye briefly. "I'm sure I can handle it."
Alex scowled and hit it straight into his goal. The next score was Joey's. They alternated for a few shots, bringing the score up to [Alex - 6, Joey - 4].
"Joey's doing pretty well," Bakura said to Tristan as he watched the game.
"Yeah, but he's not going to be happy when Alex beats him," Tristan replied.
Bakura just grinned, still pleased with his victory.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, Alex beat him [10 - 6]. Joey scowled, slightly surprised as Alex grinned.
"Now I don't feel so bad," she said, smirking at Joey.
"Yeah, well, I'm better at other games," he replied, trying to salvage some of his dignity.
Alex snorted. "Whatever. Well, you got your game, Bakura. Catch you later," she said, nodding at him before turning and heading for the door.
"Huh?" Bakura asked, surprised. He hadn't expected her to do that. "Wait!" he called, starting after her. He turned back to the gang briefly and said, "Um, I'll see you later, okay?"
"Okay, bye Bakura," Tea said, slightly confused.
With that he once more followed Alex out the door and down the sidewalk. He checked his watch. 2:23. Running over to Alex, he got an idea.
"Alex, um, do you want to go see a movie?" he asked, shoving his hands in his pockets and crossing his fingers.
She stopped and looked at him, making him blush. "Why, you got something you want to see?" she asked.
"Um, well no," he said, going furiously red.
Thankfully, she didn't notice. She just shrugged and said, "Yeah, all right. Got nothing else to do."
If she hadn't been standing right in front of him, he'd probably have punched the air. But he didn't and tried to make the color drain from his face. They didn't speak to one another as they headed towards the theater.
When they arrived, they looked at the numerous posters outside to decide which one to see. Most of them were horrors, seeing as what day it was. After a bit of arguing, the compromised and decided on "Cabin Fever."
Bakura paid for the tickets and they got seats near the back of the theater. Alex chose the seats, and he was perfectly happy sitting near the back.
"I've seen commercials about this movie," Bakura said while they waited for it to start.
"Yeah, me too," she replied. She was staring at the blank screen and didn't notice the fact that he was watching her.
"Um, it looks interesting," he said, trying to make conversation.
"It could be good, or it could be bad. We won't know until it's over, will we?" she asked, looking at him and making him go red.
"Um, right," he said, earning himself an odd look from Alex. Then, she went back to staring at the screen as if she were waiting for it to perform a trick.
A few seconds later, the lights dimmed and the trailers came on the screen. Bakura felt his face burn as he forced himself to look at the screen and not at her.
When the movie finally started, Bakura debated whether or not to put his arm around her. He decided against it, remembering what she had done when he had accidentally run into her. Instead, he wrapped his arms around his stomach in an attempt to calm the butterflies. This didn't work anywhere near as well as he'd hoped. He wouldn't relax until the end of the movie, and he knew it.
~ I'm feelin' nervous,
~ tryin' to be so perfect,
~ 'cause I know you're worth it,
~ you're worth it... yeah.
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~ If it ain't comin' out,
~ we're not goin' anywhere,
~ so why can't I just tell you that I care?
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a/n: Okay, the continuation will be in the next chapter, so don't forget to review, or I might forget to post. XD How are you liking it so far? I'm glad you all like the song! I really didn't think I'd hear that many good things about it! ^_^ I'm happy now.