Guardian- And I, once again, return from the depths of insanity to update.
Foregotten- Guardian of the Foresaken does not own Yu*Gi*Ou Duel Monsters, so screw you!
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"So, where we going now?" Malik asked following Bakura.
Bakura turned alittle bit startled towards Malik.They'd been walking for a good five minutes and there'd been a long sillence.It seemed Bakura had foregotten he was even there.................Maybe that might've been a good thing?
Bakura looked at his watch.He said,"Well, we're too early for the movie..............."
Malik just stood there and waited for Bakura to continue what he was saying, but the white-haired spirit said nothing more.Instead he continued walking.Malik began walking also.Obviously the other had come up with a solution, but hadn't thought to fill Malik in on it.
"You've got some blood on your face, Milk," he said."You should wipe it off.If you go around with your face splattered in blood, people tend to think your crazy."
Malik couldn't help but notice that, through all the meat ripping and blood drinking, Bakura hadn't gotten any blood whatsoever on him.Malik didn't have time to question this small fact as he wiped the blood of his face using his shirt...........very lady like.
Bakura had stopped walking and gone over to a house.He smashed his fist through the window, undid the lock and opened it.Malik stared wide mouthed at him.He stepped to the side and smiled."Ladies first."
Malik walked over to the window.Bakura grabbed him up and hoisted him into the house.Malik looked uncomfertably around as Bakura followed suit, closing the window behind himself (even though it was now broken and didn't really make much of a difference).
There was a creeping sound and Ryou came into view in a door way, holding up a baseball bat.When he saw it was Bakura he set the bat down.
"Bakura!," he scolded."I told you to use the door when you come in!Not to break the windows!"
"I didn't know you were home," he said."I thought it might be locked."
"Did you even check?!" Ryou asked.
"No."
Ryou let out a fustrated sigh before spotting Malik standing there.He looked at him, er, her, er.........it.His eyes got wide and he opened and closed his mouth several times.Finnally he stared to say, "Hey, you're-"
"Come on, I'll show you my dolls," Bakura said, quite loudly.It completely cute off Ryou's conclusion.
Malik gladly followed Bakura into Ryou's room.There were two big glass display cases filled with little soul dolls there.Bakura pointed them all out seprately and told Malik who they were."........and that one's Ryou's gym teacher......he was quite a little bitch.He told Ryou to cut his hair." Malik sat nodding as Bakura spoke.He couldn't believe that Ryou had known who he was and that Bakura didn't.He'd thought that he and Bakura were friends, and yet Bakura didn't even reconize him.He felt really upset, like he should cry, although that may just be the girlyness taking over.Bakura turned to look at him and saw his eyes watering up.
"Oh, you big girl, come off it," he said."I knew it was you.I was just seeing how much torture I could inflect before you told me.Now, don't start crying."
"Eh?You did?" Malik asked.Then something else dawned on him. "Hey!If you knew it was me, why'd you want to kiss me?Ew!There's a gay man in here coming on to me!!!!"
"Oh, don't flatter yourself.I just thought it'd make you crack, is all," Bakura said scowling.
"Is that also why you got bits of meat all over me?" Malik asked.
"Huh?What?Oh, no.I'm just a messy eater," Bakura said.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.In a cupple of minutes Ryou came up.He opened the bedroom door and walked in.He was obviously about to burst with laughter.
"R-Rishid's downs-stairs," Ryou said, having trouble talking and supressing his laughter."H-he says tha-at he's co-ome to g-get you, M-m- Malik." ~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~
Guardian- Another cliffhanger!
Foregotten- REVIEW, DAMNIT!
Foregotten- Guardian of the Foresaken does not own Yu*Gi*Ou Duel Monsters, so screw you!
~!~!~!~!~!~!~
"So, where we going now?" Malik asked following Bakura.
Bakura turned alittle bit startled towards Malik.They'd been walking for a good five minutes and there'd been a long sillence.It seemed Bakura had foregotten he was even there.................Maybe that might've been a good thing?
Bakura looked at his watch.He said,"Well, we're too early for the movie..............."
Malik just stood there and waited for Bakura to continue what he was saying, but the white-haired spirit said nothing more.Instead he continued walking.Malik began walking also.Obviously the other had come up with a solution, but hadn't thought to fill Malik in on it.
"You've got some blood on your face, Milk," he said."You should wipe it off.If you go around with your face splattered in blood, people tend to think your crazy."
Malik couldn't help but notice that, through all the meat ripping and blood drinking, Bakura hadn't gotten any blood whatsoever on him.Malik didn't have time to question this small fact as he wiped the blood of his face using his shirt...........very lady like.
Bakura had stopped walking and gone over to a house.He smashed his fist through the window, undid the lock and opened it.Malik stared wide mouthed at him.He stepped to the side and smiled."Ladies first."
Malik walked over to the window.Bakura grabbed him up and hoisted him into the house.Malik looked uncomfertably around as Bakura followed suit, closing the window behind himself (even though it was now broken and didn't really make much of a difference).
There was a creeping sound and Ryou came into view in a door way, holding up a baseball bat.When he saw it was Bakura he set the bat down.
"Bakura!," he scolded."I told you to use the door when you come in!Not to break the windows!"
"I didn't know you were home," he said."I thought it might be locked."
"Did you even check?!" Ryou asked.
"No."
Ryou let out a fustrated sigh before spotting Malik standing there.He looked at him, er, her, er.........it.His eyes got wide and he opened and closed his mouth several times.Finnally he stared to say, "Hey, you're-"
"Come on, I'll show you my dolls," Bakura said, quite loudly.It completely cute off Ryou's conclusion.
Malik gladly followed Bakura into Ryou's room.There were two big glass display cases filled with little soul dolls there.Bakura pointed them all out seprately and told Malik who they were."........and that one's Ryou's gym teacher......he was quite a little bitch.He told Ryou to cut his hair." Malik sat nodding as Bakura spoke.He couldn't believe that Ryou had known who he was and that Bakura didn't.He'd thought that he and Bakura were friends, and yet Bakura didn't even reconize him.He felt really upset, like he should cry, although that may just be the girlyness taking over.Bakura turned to look at him and saw his eyes watering up.
"Oh, you big girl, come off it," he said."I knew it was you.I was just seeing how much torture I could inflect before you told me.Now, don't start crying."
"Eh?You did?" Malik asked.Then something else dawned on him. "Hey!If you knew it was me, why'd you want to kiss me?Ew!There's a gay man in here coming on to me!!!!"
"Oh, don't flatter yourself.I just thought it'd make you crack, is all," Bakura said scowling.
"Is that also why you got bits of meat all over me?" Malik asked.
"Huh?What?Oh, no.I'm just a messy eater," Bakura said.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.In a cupple of minutes Ryou came up.He opened the bedroom door and walked in.He was obviously about to burst with laughter.
"R-Rishid's downs-stairs," Ryou said, having trouble talking and supressing his laughter."H-he says tha-at he's co-ome to g-get you, M-m- Malik." ~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~
Guardian- Another cliffhanger!
Foregotten- REVIEW, DAMNIT!
