If I owned Yu-gi-oh then Bakura would be the main character and he'd kick
more ass! YEAH!
Mob: Thankies for reviewing! Okay, there are a few things that stuck to my mind when reading them for instance-
ILS: 'KuramandHei4ever' I am a GUY! I'm not a girl! I'm a GUY! GUY! GUY GUY GUY!
Mob: A gay guy...
ILS: Shut up! I'm a guy! I'm a fricking guy! Sheesh!
Mob: Be nice to her!
ILS: How could she think I was a girl? We're practically brother an sister, you and I!
Mob: Except for the fact that we aren't and look nothing alike. Heh, I look betta! ^~
ILS: ...leave me and my disfortunate looks alone....
Mob: And, Kiu no Ryu- (Hope it's spelled right ^_^;) (Is it something like that?) Bloody Bonkers. Heh heh, finally somebody noticed! *throws a parade* Bloody Bonkers. Lol, it sounds funny when it's spoken! Guess what folks? I'm Bloody Bonkers!!!! Squuuueee!!!!!!
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April Roses
Chapter 7
"NO T.V NO STEREO NO LAPTOP NO COMPUTER NO WRITING YOUR STORIES NO GOING OUTSIDE NO PHONE NO TALKING NO READING NO DRAWING NO 'HANGING' OUT WITH YOUR FRIENDS NO NOTHING!" Yaten yelled at Ryou, Ryou sunk down in his chair. He knew his dad would be angry, but who knew THIS angry? It was just a car! He could get another one, right?
"Oh, and in order to pay off these 'damages,' you are going to get a job and so is Amane!"
"WHAT!?" Amane screamed, "How'd I get involved in this!?"
"I'm tired of seeing your lazy butt doing nothing all day, go out, get air, and get paid for it so you can stop coming to me for money! You think money grows on trees?"
"Actually- money is made out of paper and paper grows from trees so as a matter of fact money does grow on trees."
"That remark earned you a job to wash the dishes for a week Amane! No more back talk! Now both of you, go to your ROOMS!" Yaten ordered, Ryou jumped off the couch and ran up the stairs. He went into his room and closed the door, locking it. He reached into his pocket and took out a small silver cell phone. Clicking it on, he flopped down on his bed and waited for the screen to appear. His dad said not to use the phone, but he didn't exactly say 'cell phone.' The small screen lit up, revealing his buddy list. Anzu was online.
Ugh. Anzu. Why'd he even put her screen name on his list? He looked down the list. He loved his cell phone. It was connected to the internet and he was able to send, receive and read instant messages. Oh how technology changed his life. Scrolling down his list he suddenly received an IM.
Cult: Hello Ryou
Cult? Who the heck was that? Ryou debated on whether or not to reply.
CoH: Who's this?
Cult: Bakura.
Bakura!? How the hell did Bakura get his screen name? And wasn't Bakura at his job?
CoH: How'd you get my name?
Cult: Your sis.
CoH: -_-;
Cult: Is that bad? Do u not want me 2 bother u? I just want 2 get 2 'know' u, we are N the same class & same grade.
CoH: Yeah... but I can't- I'm grounded.
Ryou replied, looking back behind him, looking for any traces of his dad coming up the stairs or trying to enter the room. His door had a lock, but his dad had figured out how to open it somehow. The lock didn't have a key. He wandered what the old man used to open it. Or then again, he could care less.
Cult: that's stopping u? Just sneak out
CoH: I can't!
Cult: Have Amane cover for u, she will, besides, she wanted me and you to get along.
CoH: I know...
Cult: Just do it! I want to 'hang' out with u, u want to be my friend, right?
CoH: Uh...yeah...
Cult: Then do it.
Ryou turned his cell phone off then stuffed it back in his pocket. He slowly unlocked the door and opened it, crawling on his knees and looking down the stair case. His dad was asleep. Good. Ryou crawled quickly to Amane's room, a room which she barely ever locked. He turned the knob and made his entrance. "Amane-"
"I told you to knock before you enter Ryou!"
"Gomen Nasai-"
"We're British, not Japanese, Ryou. Talk English to me." Amane said, sitting on her bench, doing her nails. Ryou ignored the smell of the polish and sat down next to her. "Right, well uh- you see-...." Okay, how hard was it to ask a simple question? Can you cover for me so I can go hang out with Bakura? Gah! He wasn't good at these things.
"What?" Amane grew impatient.
"Uh...."
"Spit it out, Ryou! I don't have all day!" Amane said, Ryou nodded. "I'm going out, and I need you to cover for me." He blurted out, leaving Amane shocked. Ryou- breaking out? Defying their dad? Lying? This so wasn't Ryou. It was like he was actually being a regular teen! Amane was the cool one! Not him! But- her brother hardly ever got out.
"Right. Okay, I'll 'cover' for you, now get out of here, will you?" Amane shooed him out of the room. Ryou dashed back down to his room quietly, then went to his closet. What to wear? He didn't dare go out wearing what he was wearing now. These were his 'home' clothes. He wore a sweater and blue jeans (like he did in the show). He ran his hands through his clothes and pulled out a black shirt. He kept the jeans he had on and replaced the sweater with the black shirt. He grabbed his silver chain and placed it around his neck then walked to his window.
"Ok. Better plan. How about using the door?" Ryou said aloud, then quietly made his way down to the stairs. He placed one foot on the stairs.
Creeeeaaak
Damn stairs! Ryou took a deep breath then gathered up his courage and ran down the stairs, preventing the creaking noise. He got to the door and turned it like mad. Crap. It was locked! Ryou grabbed the key off the hook and placed it in the knob. Pleasedon'twakeuppleasedon'twakeup! He prayed, hoping the old man on the couch was still asleep by some miracle. The knob turned and he flung the door open, heart racing. He accidentally slammed the door. "Dammit! Why am I so bad at this!!!?" Ryou cursed once outside. He turned his cell phone on and IM'd Bakura back.
CoH: Where to?
It took a few minutes for Bakura to reply but eventually he did.
Cult: I'm heading over there 2 your place on my motorcycle
CoH: No! I already made enough noise sneaking out!
Cult: Then I'll take my car
CoH: Hurry-
Ryou clicked his cell phone off and hid behind one of the bushes on the side of the house, patiently waiting for Bakura to arrive.
After a night of fun with Bakura at the arcade, Bakura drove to into an old abandoned parking lot. "You're alot fun then I imagined." Bakura said, impressed. Ryou smiled. "Yeah, well, nobody really knows me."
"I would like to get to know you."
"I would like to get to know you to, Bakura." Ryou smiled once again, pretending not to notice the awkward situation. Bakura kind of gave him the jitters. For one, Bakura kept a pocket knife hanging from his mirror, he had a knife in the dash board, and had a gun lying on the floor of the car. Ryou hoped Bakura wasn't planning to kill him. As if noticing, Bakura picked up the gun. "Does it make you uncomfortable?" Bakura said, pointing it at Ryou.
Ryou flinched, "Okay- nice knowing you-" Ryou said, starting to get out of the car.
"Wha? Oh- no, I'm not going to shoot you, silly Ryou. It's just for a matter of protection." Bakura laughed, Ryou say back down with a sigh of relief. For a second there Ryou thought he was going to kill him! Ryou gave an embarrassed smile. Bakura stared at him. This was really starting to get weird... why was Bakura staring at him? Did he have something on his face? He suddenly felt his heart pounding. 'What the- okay, what's going on? My heart is pounding really fast and I feel nervous and stuff, what's going on?' Ryou's mind raced as Bakura got closer to him. 'No! He can't be! He wouldn't!' His mind raced on even faster as Bakura brought his lips to Ryou's. Ryou's eyes widened in shock.
'He is! Oh God he is gay! Agh! Okay- if this bothers me so much then how come I'm not pulling away? Dammit Ryou! Pull away! No-' Ryou's eyes closed as the two got even deeper into the kiss. Suddenly Ryou's body was doing what it wanted, without his own control. He pulled Bakura closer to him, making their lips crashing harder upon each others.
Bakura pulled away, gasping for breath. He sat back up, amazed. "Wow."
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Mob: *shakes head miserably* Ra I am so horrible at writing these things! *cries*
ILS: I'm a guy! Got that? GUY GUY GUY!
Mob: Shut the fuck up ILS! Be nice or be fired!
ILS: *growls*
Mob: Now say you'll forgive April-chan!
ILS:..... whatever.
Mob: Say it or be fired!
ILS: *hesitates* Al right! I forgive you April...
Mob: You better have meant that! Okay people, read and review por favor! We need mucho reviews or no continuness!
Mob: Thankies for reviewing! Okay, there are a few things that stuck to my mind when reading them for instance-
ILS: 'KuramandHei4ever' I am a GUY! I'm not a girl! I'm a GUY! GUY! GUY GUY GUY!
Mob: A gay guy...
ILS: Shut up! I'm a guy! I'm a fricking guy! Sheesh!
Mob: Be nice to her!
ILS: How could she think I was a girl? We're practically brother an sister, you and I!
Mob: Except for the fact that we aren't and look nothing alike. Heh, I look betta! ^~
ILS: ...leave me and my disfortunate looks alone....
Mob: And, Kiu no Ryu- (Hope it's spelled right ^_^;) (Is it something like that?) Bloody Bonkers. Heh heh, finally somebody noticed! *throws a parade* Bloody Bonkers. Lol, it sounds funny when it's spoken! Guess what folks? I'm Bloody Bonkers!!!! Squuuueee!!!!!!
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April Roses
Chapter 7
"NO T.V NO STEREO NO LAPTOP NO COMPUTER NO WRITING YOUR STORIES NO GOING OUTSIDE NO PHONE NO TALKING NO READING NO DRAWING NO 'HANGING' OUT WITH YOUR FRIENDS NO NOTHING!" Yaten yelled at Ryou, Ryou sunk down in his chair. He knew his dad would be angry, but who knew THIS angry? It was just a car! He could get another one, right?
"Oh, and in order to pay off these 'damages,' you are going to get a job and so is Amane!"
"WHAT!?" Amane screamed, "How'd I get involved in this!?"
"I'm tired of seeing your lazy butt doing nothing all day, go out, get air, and get paid for it so you can stop coming to me for money! You think money grows on trees?"
"Actually- money is made out of paper and paper grows from trees so as a matter of fact money does grow on trees."
"That remark earned you a job to wash the dishes for a week Amane! No more back talk! Now both of you, go to your ROOMS!" Yaten ordered, Ryou jumped off the couch and ran up the stairs. He went into his room and closed the door, locking it. He reached into his pocket and took out a small silver cell phone. Clicking it on, he flopped down on his bed and waited for the screen to appear. His dad said not to use the phone, but he didn't exactly say 'cell phone.' The small screen lit up, revealing his buddy list. Anzu was online.
Ugh. Anzu. Why'd he even put her screen name on his list? He looked down the list. He loved his cell phone. It was connected to the internet and he was able to send, receive and read instant messages. Oh how technology changed his life. Scrolling down his list he suddenly received an IM.
Cult: Hello Ryou
Cult? Who the heck was that? Ryou debated on whether or not to reply.
CoH: Who's this?
Cult: Bakura.
Bakura!? How the hell did Bakura get his screen name? And wasn't Bakura at his job?
CoH: How'd you get my name?
Cult: Your sis.
CoH: -_-;
Cult: Is that bad? Do u not want me 2 bother u? I just want 2 get 2 'know' u, we are N the same class & same grade.
CoH: Yeah... but I can't- I'm grounded.
Ryou replied, looking back behind him, looking for any traces of his dad coming up the stairs or trying to enter the room. His door had a lock, but his dad had figured out how to open it somehow. The lock didn't have a key. He wandered what the old man used to open it. Or then again, he could care less.
Cult: that's stopping u? Just sneak out
CoH: I can't!
Cult: Have Amane cover for u, she will, besides, she wanted me and you to get along.
CoH: I know...
Cult: Just do it! I want to 'hang' out with u, u want to be my friend, right?
CoH: Uh...yeah...
Cult: Then do it.
Ryou turned his cell phone off then stuffed it back in his pocket. He slowly unlocked the door and opened it, crawling on his knees and looking down the stair case. His dad was asleep. Good. Ryou crawled quickly to Amane's room, a room which she barely ever locked. He turned the knob and made his entrance. "Amane-"
"I told you to knock before you enter Ryou!"
"Gomen Nasai-"
"We're British, not Japanese, Ryou. Talk English to me." Amane said, sitting on her bench, doing her nails. Ryou ignored the smell of the polish and sat down next to her. "Right, well uh- you see-...." Okay, how hard was it to ask a simple question? Can you cover for me so I can go hang out with Bakura? Gah! He wasn't good at these things.
"What?" Amane grew impatient.
"Uh...."
"Spit it out, Ryou! I don't have all day!" Amane said, Ryou nodded. "I'm going out, and I need you to cover for me." He blurted out, leaving Amane shocked. Ryou- breaking out? Defying their dad? Lying? This so wasn't Ryou. It was like he was actually being a regular teen! Amane was the cool one! Not him! But- her brother hardly ever got out.
"Right. Okay, I'll 'cover' for you, now get out of here, will you?" Amane shooed him out of the room. Ryou dashed back down to his room quietly, then went to his closet. What to wear? He didn't dare go out wearing what he was wearing now. These were his 'home' clothes. He wore a sweater and blue jeans (like he did in the show). He ran his hands through his clothes and pulled out a black shirt. He kept the jeans he had on and replaced the sweater with the black shirt. He grabbed his silver chain and placed it around his neck then walked to his window.
"Ok. Better plan. How about using the door?" Ryou said aloud, then quietly made his way down to the stairs. He placed one foot on the stairs.
Creeeeaaak
Damn stairs! Ryou took a deep breath then gathered up his courage and ran down the stairs, preventing the creaking noise. He got to the door and turned it like mad. Crap. It was locked! Ryou grabbed the key off the hook and placed it in the knob. Pleasedon'twakeuppleasedon'twakeup! He prayed, hoping the old man on the couch was still asleep by some miracle. The knob turned and he flung the door open, heart racing. He accidentally slammed the door. "Dammit! Why am I so bad at this!!!?" Ryou cursed once outside. He turned his cell phone on and IM'd Bakura back.
CoH: Where to?
It took a few minutes for Bakura to reply but eventually he did.
Cult: I'm heading over there 2 your place on my motorcycle
CoH: No! I already made enough noise sneaking out!
Cult: Then I'll take my car
CoH: Hurry-
Ryou clicked his cell phone off and hid behind one of the bushes on the side of the house, patiently waiting for Bakura to arrive.
After a night of fun with Bakura at the arcade, Bakura drove to into an old abandoned parking lot. "You're alot fun then I imagined." Bakura said, impressed. Ryou smiled. "Yeah, well, nobody really knows me."
"I would like to get to know you."
"I would like to get to know you to, Bakura." Ryou smiled once again, pretending not to notice the awkward situation. Bakura kind of gave him the jitters. For one, Bakura kept a pocket knife hanging from his mirror, he had a knife in the dash board, and had a gun lying on the floor of the car. Ryou hoped Bakura wasn't planning to kill him. As if noticing, Bakura picked up the gun. "Does it make you uncomfortable?" Bakura said, pointing it at Ryou.
Ryou flinched, "Okay- nice knowing you-" Ryou said, starting to get out of the car.
"Wha? Oh- no, I'm not going to shoot you, silly Ryou. It's just for a matter of protection." Bakura laughed, Ryou say back down with a sigh of relief. For a second there Ryou thought he was going to kill him! Ryou gave an embarrassed smile. Bakura stared at him. This was really starting to get weird... why was Bakura staring at him? Did he have something on his face? He suddenly felt his heart pounding. 'What the- okay, what's going on? My heart is pounding really fast and I feel nervous and stuff, what's going on?' Ryou's mind raced as Bakura got closer to him. 'No! He can't be! He wouldn't!' His mind raced on even faster as Bakura brought his lips to Ryou's. Ryou's eyes widened in shock.
'He is! Oh God he is gay! Agh! Okay- if this bothers me so much then how come I'm not pulling away? Dammit Ryou! Pull away! No-' Ryou's eyes closed as the two got even deeper into the kiss. Suddenly Ryou's body was doing what it wanted, without his own control. He pulled Bakura closer to him, making their lips crashing harder upon each others.
Bakura pulled away, gasping for breath. He sat back up, amazed. "Wow."
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Mob: *shakes head miserably* Ra I am so horrible at writing these things! *cries*
ILS: I'm a guy! Got that? GUY GUY GUY!
Mob: Shut the fuck up ILS! Be nice or be fired!
ILS: *growls*
Mob: Now say you'll forgive April-chan!
ILS:..... whatever.
Mob: Say it or be fired!
ILS: *hesitates* Al right! I forgive you April...
Mob: You better have meant that! Okay people, read and review por favor! We need mucho reviews or no continuness!