a/n: Since I know you all love my cliffhangers, I'll give you another one. heh heh I know I'm evil, but hey... I'm posting, right? You haven't had to wait /too/ long for your chapters. Anyways, keep reviewing and I'll keep giving you cliffhangers! ^_^
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Alex and Bakura left the theater two hours later, Alex heavily immersed in conversation. Bakura didn't even attempt to speak; he didn't think he could get a word in.
"That movie was /awful/!" She cried as they walked down the sidewalk. "I've never /seen/ a movie that bad! I was rooting for the disease the whole time! I mean, what a bunch of /idiots/! I've never seen such losers! They're worse then you!"
"Huh?" he asked, surprised. "Hey!"
"Huh? Oh, no offense," she said quickly before going on again about the movie. "Those morons! That guy came to the door after that other idiot shot him, and when he got into their car and got blood all over it, they set him on fire! I mean, if they don't want to get the disease, they're not gonna' use the car anyway, so why not let him have it?"
"Um, right," Bakura said, trying to keep up with what she was saying. He was grinning as he watched her ramble on, disgusted by the ridiculous movie.
Alex took a breath and checked her watch. 5:04. "Yo, you want to get something to eat? I'm starved."
"Sure," he said, smiling.
He shoved his hands in his pockets as she began rambling on and on again about the horrible film they just wasted money on seeing. He held in a laugh as she talked without stopping to breathe.
She led him to a fairly inexpensive restaurant called Victoria's. She finally stopped talking about the movie as they entered. A hostess greeted them as the door swung closed behind them.
"Two?" she asked.
"Yeah," Alex said, her hands in her pockets. Her right hand touched the velvet box Bakura had given her and it took her a second to remember what it was. When she did, she glanced at him.
- Why did he even bother? He's really weird, - she thought. - And I thought I was nuts. -
The hostess led them to a table for two and Bakura blushed as he sat down across from Alex. He quickly opened his menu to hide his face.
~ If I could say what I wanna' say,
~ I'd say I wanna' blow you -- away.
~ Be with you every night.
~ Am I squeezin' you too tight?
"I come in here all the time. Although, most of the time I'm alone," she said, opening her menu on the table. "Or, sometimes I take David out."
Bakura looked over his menu at her. She was studying her own menu and she didn't see him smile as he set his down. She might seem like a cold hearted person on the outside, but on the inside she wasn't anything like that. Her love for her little brother proved it. It sort of reminded him of when Amane was alive. He used to be close with her as well.
"Yeah, well, I know what I'm getting," she announced, closing her menu. "What about you?"
He nodded, still smiling.
Alex gave him an odd look. "Why are you grinning like a madman?" she asked.
The smile was quickly wiped off his face to be replaced by a blush. "Uh, I'm not," he said, feeling very stupid.
She raised her eyebrow. "Yeah you were. I just saw you. Or are you suggesting I'm hallucinating?"
"No, but I wasn't... never mind," he said, his face growing scarlet.
She gave him another odd look. "Yo, you feeling okay? You've been acting really weird all day."
"Um, yeah I'm fine," he said, looking at her.
"Whatever," she said. "But if you catch anything, don't expect me to play nurse. That's definitely not me."
Bakura grinned. Typical Alex. So maybe she wasn't as unpredictable as he had thought.
The waitress came back a few minutes later with Alex's coke and Bakura's sprite. She had black hair cut to her chin and she wore black eye make up that resembled Alex's. She had on a choker and numerous chains around her wrists. Her clothes were also black, except she was wearing a skirt with boots and a shirt that fit her well, except for the rip in the sleeve.
"Hey Alex. Jasmine told me you were here," she said.
"Yo. Sam, this is Bakura," Alex said, waving her hand between them.
Feeling very uncomfortable, Bakura gave a weak smile and held up a hand to signal, "hello."
Sam stared at him, then turned to Alex. "You gone off the deep end?" she asked incredulously.
Alex shrugged. "He goes to my new school. Been following me around."
"So now you're having dinner with him?" Sam asked, raising her eyebrow.
Bakura stared between the two punks. They were talking about him as if he wasn't even there.
Alex play punched the waitress in the arm. "Yeah right. God, you make it sound like we're /dating/ or something."
Bakura went bright red and pretended to be looking at the menu.
"We're just chillin'," Alex finished with a shrug.
"Whatever," Sam said, shaking her head once. "You know what you're getting?"
"Yeah, ziti," Alex said, handing Sam her menu.
"And you?" the waitress asked, looking at Bakura.
He began to understand why the turtle shrank into it's shell when people looked at it. It was to avoid getting looks like the one Sam was throwing him. "Um," he said, going slightly red. "Shrimp alfredo."
"Yup," Sam said, jotting it down on her pad. "Anything else?"
"Not for me," Alex said, leaning on the table. Bakura realized she was looking at him.
"Uh... no, thanks," he said, doing his best to smile.
Sam stared at him, her eyebrows raised. "What, is this a pity date or something?" she asked Alex, still unable to grasp the fact that her punk friend was having dinner with Bakura.
Alex shrugged. "Nah. I told you. We're just hangin' out."
"All right. Hold the phone," Sam said suddenly. "Today's Halloween. That means you're what, eighteen?"
Alex grinned. "That's right," she said.
Bakura snorted. After how she had referred to him, she wasn't getting away with /that/. "She's seventeen," he said.
Alex glared at him and he just grinned back.
"Oh, yeah. My bad. That's cool though!" the waitress said, hitting Alex in the arm.
Alex grinned. "Yeah, pretty cool."
"Man, that's the only way I remember your birthday. That'd be so cool if I was born on Halloween." she said, grinning at Alex.
"Yeah, it's pretty cool," Alex said, grinning back.
"So, are you friends or something?" Bakura asked as Sam walked away.
Alex shrugged. "Only from the restaurant. It's so awesome they don't have a dress code. That would suck if she had to wear some cheesy costume," she said.
"Right," Bakura said, feeling somewhat stupid. "How old is she?"
"Eh, nineteen I think," she replied, tapping her lip with her finger in thought. "Doesn't matter. She's older than me. That's all anyone really needs to know. The only way anyone remembers my birthday is 'cause it's Halloween. That's pretty cool I think."
Bakura nodded. "I'd have remembered your birthday even if it wasn't Halloween."
Alex raised an eyebrow at him. "Eh? Why?"
"Uh... I have a good memory," he said quickly. Alex accepted that and he breathed in relief. That had been a rather stupid thing to say.
"So, how old are you?" she asked, stirring her straw through her coke.
"Seventeen. I'll be eighteen in September," he replied, pleased she wanted to know.
"So you're only, what, a month older than me?" she asked and he shrugged and nodded. "Hm, that's cool."
"What do you usually do on your birthday?" he asked, folding his arms on the table.
"Eh, I usually just chill at the arcade a while. Or I'll go see a movie. One much better than that other crack mind you," she said, glancing up at him a second. "Then I usually just walk around to avoid the kids. You know the bridge? That creek runs through the woods and I know how to get there and stuff. I usually hang there."
"Are you always by yourself?" he asked.
"Yeah," she said as though he should have known that. "What, you think anyone wants to come walk with me... in the dark... on Halloween... where there aren't any houses?" she asked, raising her eyebrows.
Bakura shrugged. "I will."
Her eyes widened. "Huh?"
"I don't mind walking with you," he said, smiling.
Without warning, she reached across the table and pressed a hand to his forehead. He laughed as she sat back down in her seat, staring at him like he was out of his mind.
"Are you serious?" she asked incredulously.
"Sure," he said. "Why wouldn't I be?"
"Well, no one's ever really... wanted to hang with me on Halloween. They kinda' thought I was weird, especially after my parents, ya' know?" she said, going back to stirring her straw through her coke.
"I don't care. What happened to your parents wasn't your fault. And I don't think you're going to turn into a werewolf or something," he said.
She stared at him. "You really have nothing better to do with your time except bug me?"
He grinned. "I guess not."
She grinned back and he felt his heart skip a beat. "Were you always this weird?"
He nodded and she laughed. She took a sip of her coke and looked at him.
"Eh, well, then of course you have to wonder... exactly what's weird? I mean, you're always hearing there's no such thing as normal because everyone's different, right? So, what's weird? If you don't have a normal, how can you have a weird?" she asked, folding her arms on the table.
Bakura thought about it a minute. He had never looked at it that way before. "Yeah, you're right," he said, smiling.
She grinned back as Sam came by with their dinner.
"You got the ziti," she said, placing the plate in front of Alex. "And you're the alfredo. Well, give me a yell if you need anything, kay?" she said, looking at Alex.
"Yeah," Alex said and Sam walked away.
They ate for a few minutes in silence before Bakura spoke.
"So, how old is David?" he asked, glancing at her.
"Eleven. Why?" she asked.
"Just curious."
Alex nodded and there was silence again. He suddenly felt very uncomfortable and he wished he could think of something intelligent to say.
A few seconds later, Alex spoke. "So what, you moved from England or something?"
He nodded and looked at her.
"Yeah, you got that accent," she said.
He just grinned, unsure of what to say to that.
"So why'd you move anyway?"
"Um, Dad's job moves around,***" he replied.
"So, you could be moving again any time now or what?" she asked, looking at him.
He shook his head. "No, he started to settle down now that Amane and Mom are gone," he said.
"Amane, that's your sis?" she asked and he nodded. "So is it cool in England?"
"Um, yeah," he said, caught by surprise.
"You like it better here or there?"
"Um, it's sort of hard to say. I don't think I could move back because I have a bunch of new friends here," he said.
She nodded. "But, you had friends you left in England too, right?"
"Yeah, there was Kathy," he said.
She raised her eyebrows. "What, your girlfriend or something?"
He laughed. "No, she was my best friend. She moved next door to me when I was ten."
"Gotcha'," she said, nodding. "So, was it hard to leave her behind?"
"Well, yeah. But we still keep in touch with letters and stuff," he said, wondering why she had suddenly taken an interest in this subject.
"That's cool," she said.
There was silence for a few more minutes.
"So what's your deal, anyway? Do you always go over and bug the new kid and stuff? Or was it just me?" she asked.
"Um, well, technically it was only you, because I was the new kid before you," he said.
"Yeah, well, what about in England?"
"Um... I didn't know what it was like to be new then. So, no, I guess not," he replied, feeling his face grow warm.
"Ah," she said.
Again there was silence.
- Why is that we can't seem to keep a conversation going? - he thought.
Alex caught him looking at her and she stared at him. "What?" she asked, finishing her dinner.
"Nothing," he said, shaking his head and finishing his as well. He watched her as she began to stir her straw through her drink. "Is that a nervous habit of yours?" he asked as he watched her.
She looked up at him and stopped immediately. "I don't have nervous habits," she stated flatly. "I just... like doing that."
He nodded, grinning. "Oh, okay."
A few minutes later, Sam came back and cleared the table. "Anythin' else?" she asked, directing her question at Alex.
"Not for me," she replied, glancing at Bakura, who shook his head.
"All right. I'll be back with the check in a few minutes." When Sam placed the check on the table, both Alex and Bakura reached for it, her hand landing on top of his.
"I've got it," he said, sliding the check out from under her hand and towards him.
Alex stared at him. "All right," she said, slightly confused.
He set the money down on the table and Alex dug in her own pocket, pulling out some cash.
"It's all right..." Bakura started, but Alex put five dollars down on the table defiantly.
"I've got the tip." She said it in such a tone that Bakura didn't dare argue. "Come on, lets ditch this place."
Bakura nodded, happy to go. He followed her outside into darkness.
They stood there a minute before Alex hit him lightly in the arm. "You still want to come with me to the creek?"
Bakura nodded. "Yeah," he said eagerly.
"Well, come on! We're not gonna' get there by standing around you know," she said, taking off down the sidewalk.
Bakura grinned as he ran to catch up with her. "Hey! Wait for me!"
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a/n: he he The next chapter I think will be the end of her birthday. At first I didn't really have any ideas for her birthday, but now I find I was /wrong/!! lol I'm lovin' this and I hope you are too!! Review!! heh heh, bet you knew I was going to say that! And yes, I am slightly hyper today. ^_^
*** I know he's an archeologist, so I think that's why Bakura moved... don't yell at me please if I'm wrong!!
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Alex and Bakura left the theater two hours later, Alex heavily immersed in conversation. Bakura didn't even attempt to speak; he didn't think he could get a word in.
"That movie was /awful/!" She cried as they walked down the sidewalk. "I've never /seen/ a movie that bad! I was rooting for the disease the whole time! I mean, what a bunch of /idiots/! I've never seen such losers! They're worse then you!"
"Huh?" he asked, surprised. "Hey!"
"Huh? Oh, no offense," she said quickly before going on again about the movie. "Those morons! That guy came to the door after that other idiot shot him, and when he got into their car and got blood all over it, they set him on fire! I mean, if they don't want to get the disease, they're not gonna' use the car anyway, so why not let him have it?"
"Um, right," Bakura said, trying to keep up with what she was saying. He was grinning as he watched her ramble on, disgusted by the ridiculous movie.
Alex took a breath and checked her watch. 5:04. "Yo, you want to get something to eat? I'm starved."
"Sure," he said, smiling.
He shoved his hands in his pockets as she began rambling on and on again about the horrible film they just wasted money on seeing. He held in a laugh as she talked without stopping to breathe.
She led him to a fairly inexpensive restaurant called Victoria's. She finally stopped talking about the movie as they entered. A hostess greeted them as the door swung closed behind them.
"Two?" she asked.
"Yeah," Alex said, her hands in her pockets. Her right hand touched the velvet box Bakura had given her and it took her a second to remember what it was. When she did, she glanced at him.
- Why did he even bother? He's really weird, - she thought. - And I thought I was nuts. -
The hostess led them to a table for two and Bakura blushed as he sat down across from Alex. He quickly opened his menu to hide his face.
~ If I could say what I wanna' say,
~ I'd say I wanna' blow you -- away.
~ Be with you every night.
~ Am I squeezin' you too tight?
"I come in here all the time. Although, most of the time I'm alone," she said, opening her menu on the table. "Or, sometimes I take David out."
Bakura looked over his menu at her. She was studying her own menu and she didn't see him smile as he set his down. She might seem like a cold hearted person on the outside, but on the inside she wasn't anything like that. Her love for her little brother proved it. It sort of reminded him of when Amane was alive. He used to be close with her as well.
"Yeah, well, I know what I'm getting," she announced, closing her menu. "What about you?"
He nodded, still smiling.
Alex gave him an odd look. "Why are you grinning like a madman?" she asked.
The smile was quickly wiped off his face to be replaced by a blush. "Uh, I'm not," he said, feeling very stupid.
She raised her eyebrow. "Yeah you were. I just saw you. Or are you suggesting I'm hallucinating?"
"No, but I wasn't... never mind," he said, his face growing scarlet.
She gave him another odd look. "Yo, you feeling okay? You've been acting really weird all day."
"Um, yeah I'm fine," he said, looking at her.
"Whatever," she said. "But if you catch anything, don't expect me to play nurse. That's definitely not me."
Bakura grinned. Typical Alex. So maybe she wasn't as unpredictable as he had thought.
The waitress came back a few minutes later with Alex's coke and Bakura's sprite. She had black hair cut to her chin and she wore black eye make up that resembled Alex's. She had on a choker and numerous chains around her wrists. Her clothes were also black, except she was wearing a skirt with boots and a shirt that fit her well, except for the rip in the sleeve.
"Hey Alex. Jasmine told me you were here," she said.
"Yo. Sam, this is Bakura," Alex said, waving her hand between them.
Feeling very uncomfortable, Bakura gave a weak smile and held up a hand to signal, "hello."
Sam stared at him, then turned to Alex. "You gone off the deep end?" she asked incredulously.
Alex shrugged. "He goes to my new school. Been following me around."
"So now you're having dinner with him?" Sam asked, raising her eyebrow.
Bakura stared between the two punks. They were talking about him as if he wasn't even there.
Alex play punched the waitress in the arm. "Yeah right. God, you make it sound like we're /dating/ or something."
Bakura went bright red and pretended to be looking at the menu.
"We're just chillin'," Alex finished with a shrug.
"Whatever," Sam said, shaking her head once. "You know what you're getting?"
"Yeah, ziti," Alex said, handing Sam her menu.
"And you?" the waitress asked, looking at Bakura.
He began to understand why the turtle shrank into it's shell when people looked at it. It was to avoid getting looks like the one Sam was throwing him. "Um," he said, going slightly red. "Shrimp alfredo."
"Yup," Sam said, jotting it down on her pad. "Anything else?"
"Not for me," Alex said, leaning on the table. Bakura realized she was looking at him.
"Uh... no, thanks," he said, doing his best to smile.
Sam stared at him, her eyebrows raised. "What, is this a pity date or something?" she asked Alex, still unable to grasp the fact that her punk friend was having dinner with Bakura.
Alex shrugged. "Nah. I told you. We're just hangin' out."
"All right. Hold the phone," Sam said suddenly. "Today's Halloween. That means you're what, eighteen?"
Alex grinned. "That's right," she said.
Bakura snorted. After how she had referred to him, she wasn't getting away with /that/. "She's seventeen," he said.
Alex glared at him and he just grinned back.
"Oh, yeah. My bad. That's cool though!" the waitress said, hitting Alex in the arm.
Alex grinned. "Yeah, pretty cool."
"Man, that's the only way I remember your birthday. That'd be so cool if I was born on Halloween." she said, grinning at Alex.
"Yeah, it's pretty cool," Alex said, grinning back.
"So, are you friends or something?" Bakura asked as Sam walked away.
Alex shrugged. "Only from the restaurant. It's so awesome they don't have a dress code. That would suck if she had to wear some cheesy costume," she said.
"Right," Bakura said, feeling somewhat stupid. "How old is she?"
"Eh, nineteen I think," she replied, tapping her lip with her finger in thought. "Doesn't matter. She's older than me. That's all anyone really needs to know. The only way anyone remembers my birthday is 'cause it's Halloween. That's pretty cool I think."
Bakura nodded. "I'd have remembered your birthday even if it wasn't Halloween."
Alex raised an eyebrow at him. "Eh? Why?"
"Uh... I have a good memory," he said quickly. Alex accepted that and he breathed in relief. That had been a rather stupid thing to say.
"So, how old are you?" she asked, stirring her straw through her coke.
"Seventeen. I'll be eighteen in September," he replied, pleased she wanted to know.
"So you're only, what, a month older than me?" she asked and he shrugged and nodded. "Hm, that's cool."
"What do you usually do on your birthday?" he asked, folding his arms on the table.
"Eh, I usually just chill at the arcade a while. Or I'll go see a movie. One much better than that other crack mind you," she said, glancing up at him a second. "Then I usually just walk around to avoid the kids. You know the bridge? That creek runs through the woods and I know how to get there and stuff. I usually hang there."
"Are you always by yourself?" he asked.
"Yeah," she said as though he should have known that. "What, you think anyone wants to come walk with me... in the dark... on Halloween... where there aren't any houses?" she asked, raising her eyebrows.
Bakura shrugged. "I will."
Her eyes widened. "Huh?"
"I don't mind walking with you," he said, smiling.
Without warning, she reached across the table and pressed a hand to his forehead. He laughed as she sat back down in her seat, staring at him like he was out of his mind.
"Are you serious?" she asked incredulously.
"Sure," he said. "Why wouldn't I be?"
"Well, no one's ever really... wanted to hang with me on Halloween. They kinda' thought I was weird, especially after my parents, ya' know?" she said, going back to stirring her straw through her coke.
"I don't care. What happened to your parents wasn't your fault. And I don't think you're going to turn into a werewolf or something," he said.
She stared at him. "You really have nothing better to do with your time except bug me?"
He grinned. "I guess not."
She grinned back and he felt his heart skip a beat. "Were you always this weird?"
He nodded and she laughed. She took a sip of her coke and looked at him.
"Eh, well, then of course you have to wonder... exactly what's weird? I mean, you're always hearing there's no such thing as normal because everyone's different, right? So, what's weird? If you don't have a normal, how can you have a weird?" she asked, folding her arms on the table.
Bakura thought about it a minute. He had never looked at it that way before. "Yeah, you're right," he said, smiling.
She grinned back as Sam came by with their dinner.
"You got the ziti," she said, placing the plate in front of Alex. "And you're the alfredo. Well, give me a yell if you need anything, kay?" she said, looking at Alex.
"Yeah," Alex said and Sam walked away.
They ate for a few minutes in silence before Bakura spoke.
"So, how old is David?" he asked, glancing at her.
"Eleven. Why?" she asked.
"Just curious."
Alex nodded and there was silence again. He suddenly felt very uncomfortable and he wished he could think of something intelligent to say.
A few seconds later, Alex spoke. "So what, you moved from England or something?"
He nodded and looked at her.
"Yeah, you got that accent," she said.
He just grinned, unsure of what to say to that.
"So why'd you move anyway?"
"Um, Dad's job moves around,***" he replied.
"So, you could be moving again any time now or what?" she asked, looking at him.
He shook his head. "No, he started to settle down now that Amane and Mom are gone," he said.
"Amane, that's your sis?" she asked and he nodded. "So is it cool in England?"
"Um, yeah," he said, caught by surprise.
"You like it better here or there?"
"Um, it's sort of hard to say. I don't think I could move back because I have a bunch of new friends here," he said.
She nodded. "But, you had friends you left in England too, right?"
"Yeah, there was Kathy," he said.
She raised her eyebrows. "What, your girlfriend or something?"
He laughed. "No, she was my best friend. She moved next door to me when I was ten."
"Gotcha'," she said, nodding. "So, was it hard to leave her behind?"
"Well, yeah. But we still keep in touch with letters and stuff," he said, wondering why she had suddenly taken an interest in this subject.
"That's cool," she said.
There was silence for a few more minutes.
"So what's your deal, anyway? Do you always go over and bug the new kid and stuff? Or was it just me?" she asked.
"Um, well, technically it was only you, because I was the new kid before you," he said.
"Yeah, well, what about in England?"
"Um... I didn't know what it was like to be new then. So, no, I guess not," he replied, feeling his face grow warm.
"Ah," she said.
Again there was silence.
- Why is that we can't seem to keep a conversation going? - he thought.
Alex caught him looking at her and she stared at him. "What?" she asked, finishing her dinner.
"Nothing," he said, shaking his head and finishing his as well. He watched her as she began to stir her straw through her drink. "Is that a nervous habit of yours?" he asked as he watched her.
She looked up at him and stopped immediately. "I don't have nervous habits," she stated flatly. "I just... like doing that."
He nodded, grinning. "Oh, okay."
A few minutes later, Sam came back and cleared the table. "Anythin' else?" she asked, directing her question at Alex.
"Not for me," she replied, glancing at Bakura, who shook his head.
"All right. I'll be back with the check in a few minutes." When Sam placed the check on the table, both Alex and Bakura reached for it, her hand landing on top of his.
"I've got it," he said, sliding the check out from under her hand and towards him.
Alex stared at him. "All right," she said, slightly confused.
He set the money down on the table and Alex dug in her own pocket, pulling out some cash.
"It's all right..." Bakura started, but Alex put five dollars down on the table defiantly.
"I've got the tip." She said it in such a tone that Bakura didn't dare argue. "Come on, lets ditch this place."
Bakura nodded, happy to go. He followed her outside into darkness.
They stood there a minute before Alex hit him lightly in the arm. "You still want to come with me to the creek?"
Bakura nodded. "Yeah," he said eagerly.
"Well, come on! We're not gonna' get there by standing around you know," she said, taking off down the sidewalk.
Bakura grinned as he ran to catch up with her. "Hey! Wait for me!"
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a/n: he he The next chapter I think will be the end of her birthday. At first I didn't really have any ideas for her birthday, but now I find I was /wrong/!! lol I'm lovin' this and I hope you are too!! Review!! heh heh, bet you knew I was going to say that! And yes, I am slightly hyper today. ^_^
*** I know he's an archeologist, so I think that's why Bakura moved... don't yell at me please if I'm wrong!!