YKB: We came up with this randomly, but we think it would be fun to write.
KB: You see... we've read a bunch of fics where Bakura abuses Ryou, Ryou runs out, blinded by sadness he is tragically hit by a car, and then Bakura starts to care about Ryou... some yaoi; some non.
YKB: We would like to dedicate this to Kesiah who wrote 'Just Another Fic' which has inspired this story.
KB: My evil plan to steal Yu-Gi-Oh! has not been sucessful so I do not own it ....YET.
I Got Hit By A Car
Chapter One
It ... Hurts?
Normal POV
It was just another day. The sky was blue, school was out, and other happy junk. Some had gotten jobs and were toddling off at this early summer hour of nine. Some were still sleeping... okay, lots were still sleeping. Some were making plans to meet friends, some were already with friends. And some, one or two actually, we're at home with their evil yami.
One case of this we shall examine in the course of a play spoofing angsty-Ryou-gets-hit-with-a-car-fics.
Ryou POV
I cannot believe I am doing this. Why, oh, why am I in so many angst fics? Some aren't even angsty; they're just stupid wastes of time.
Okay, here goes. My name is Ryou. I am in my house, making breakfast for my yami. I call my yami Bakura.
Bakura was asleep but he would wake up on his cue. Believe me, Kitsune Baka will make him.
Anyhow, I'm making bacon and eggs. I have water going for tea. Most likely Bakura will hate it all and scream and beat me. It's not fair. I mean, I'm a pretty nice person. My life was hard so why did I get an evil yami who wants to send everyone to the Shadow Realm each episode he appears?
Why couldn't I get the nice yami who always saves the world? Wait a second...nice yami? Isn't that an oxymoron? Kuso! The water is boiling. Bakura's gonna wake up to early! I quickly get the water off the stove.
"RYOU! WHY AM I AWAKE BEFORE BREAKFAST IS READY?" Bakura yelled, thundering down the stairs.
"Gomen nasai," I apologized, quivering with fear.
"Hey, you can't be scared yet," Bakura said, "the beating isn't till after I tell you what a sucky job you did on the...whatever your cooking."
"Thanks. It's good to know my efforts are really appreciated. You know, you could once in a while get off your fat a-"
"Ryou, the white stuff is burning," Bakura pointed out.
Aw, man. I was just about to launch into a unappreciated housewife speech too. Sigh.
I moved the pan off the hot burner and started spooning them on to two plates. I then got the bacon onto the plates. I moved them into the dining room.
Why do we even have a dining room? It's just me and Bakura. Half the time he eats in the living room for God's sake. Why in the world is my life a pitiful mess?
We started eating after I poured out tea. I glared at Bakura the entire meal. He begin eating rapidly so as to avoid me killing him.
Bakura POV
Ryou is not only out of character but entirely off the script. But man does he look pissed so we'll just avoid using the script. That works. I was supposed scream it was a terrible meal. But it was really good.
Now he's glaring at me and it's ... kinda scary. Okay, very scary.
"Um...Ryou?" I dared.
"WHAT?" he yelled.
"ER, never mind," I said. Asking if he had PMS could get me killed right about now. "Are you done? It was a wonderful meal but it's time for the beating scene and I don't want to miss my soaps."
"Your soaps? Your soaps are more important than the beating scene? Why don't you just get it over with then? I wouldn't want to intefere with your sissy chick soaps!"
"THEY ARE NOT SISSY! YOU ARE YOU WIMPY HIKARI! I MUST BEAT YOU !"
"Oh no," Ryou moaned monotonously. "Not that."
"PUT SOME EFFORT INTO IT!" I said, grabbing him by his shirt front.
"OH, No! My yami is about to beat me!" He cried into my face.
"OH MY RA! I am missing my soaps! Ryou just run into the wall once or twice and you'll be hurt enough to run out dramatically."
Ryou POV
Bakura was skipping out on the fight scene? What the hell? Well, to keep the plot good I'll just write in a fight scene? Okay?
Fight Scene in Normal POV
Bakura grabbed the front of Ryou's shirt.
"You piece of dirt!" He said, slamming his fist into his hikari's face.
"Please, please leave me alone!" Ryou muttered.
"Damn it! I hate you. I can't even look at you!" Bakura said, slamming the poor hikari into the wall and storming out.
The hikari was slumped against the wall unconscious.
End Fight Scene
Ryou POV
Glad we didn't act that bit out. Not like Bakura would care. I hate him. That's it I oughta leave to make him appreciate me and not just his stupid soaps.
I went to the living room to find Bakura on the couch watching 'The Days of Our Afterlife' which was his Egyptian soap.
"I'm leaving and I'm never coming back!" I told him loudly.
"Be back to make me supper. I'll just eat the neighbor's cat for lunch."
Now I'm vaguely concerned.
"Bakura, don't eat the neighbor's cat."
"Why?"
"He's a living creature."
"No he is isn't. We killed her yesterday."
"We as in..."
"Me, Marik and Malik," Bakura said, eyes still glued to the TV.
"Wait, I'm supposed to be storming out dramatically! Good-bye Bakura, I'll never see you again." I wailed, now sobbing. I ran out the door and slammed it. Bakura didn't even care. I wish I would just die.
As I ran into the park, I crossed Main Street. But I never saw the car coming.
Well, technically I did. After all, I knew I was hit by the car. I have to be unconscious now so... Yeah, that's the end of the chapter.
TO BE CONTINUED...
No hikaris were hurt in the making of this fic.
YKB: Five reviews to continue.
KB: You see... we've read a bunch of fics where Bakura abuses Ryou, Ryou runs out, blinded by sadness he is tragically hit by a car, and then Bakura starts to care about Ryou... some yaoi; some non.
YKB: We would like to dedicate this to Kesiah who wrote 'Just Another Fic' which has inspired this story.
KB: My evil plan to steal Yu-Gi-Oh! has not been sucessful so I do not own it ....YET.
I Got Hit By A Car
Chapter One
It ... Hurts?
Normal POV
It was just another day. The sky was blue, school was out, and other happy junk. Some had gotten jobs and were toddling off at this early summer hour of nine. Some were still sleeping... okay, lots were still sleeping. Some were making plans to meet friends, some were already with friends. And some, one or two actually, we're at home with their evil yami.
One case of this we shall examine in the course of a play spoofing angsty-Ryou-gets-hit-with-a-car-fics.
Ryou POV
I cannot believe I am doing this. Why, oh, why am I in so many angst fics? Some aren't even angsty; they're just stupid wastes of time.
Okay, here goes. My name is Ryou. I am in my house, making breakfast for my yami. I call my yami Bakura.
Bakura was asleep but he would wake up on his cue. Believe me, Kitsune Baka will make him.
Anyhow, I'm making bacon and eggs. I have water going for tea. Most likely Bakura will hate it all and scream and beat me. It's not fair. I mean, I'm a pretty nice person. My life was hard so why did I get an evil yami who wants to send everyone to the Shadow Realm each episode he appears?
Why couldn't I get the nice yami who always saves the world? Wait a second...nice yami? Isn't that an oxymoron? Kuso! The water is boiling. Bakura's gonna wake up to early! I quickly get the water off the stove.
"RYOU! WHY AM I AWAKE BEFORE BREAKFAST IS READY?" Bakura yelled, thundering down the stairs.
"Gomen nasai," I apologized, quivering with fear.
"Hey, you can't be scared yet," Bakura said, "the beating isn't till after I tell you what a sucky job you did on the...whatever your cooking."
"Thanks. It's good to know my efforts are really appreciated. You know, you could once in a while get off your fat a-"
"Ryou, the white stuff is burning," Bakura pointed out.
Aw, man. I was just about to launch into a unappreciated housewife speech too. Sigh.
I moved the pan off the hot burner and started spooning them on to two plates. I then got the bacon onto the plates. I moved them into the dining room.
Why do we even have a dining room? It's just me and Bakura. Half the time he eats in the living room for God's sake. Why in the world is my life a pitiful mess?
We started eating after I poured out tea. I glared at Bakura the entire meal. He begin eating rapidly so as to avoid me killing him.
Bakura POV
Ryou is not only out of character but entirely off the script. But man does he look pissed so we'll just avoid using the script. That works. I was supposed scream it was a terrible meal. But it was really good.
Now he's glaring at me and it's ... kinda scary. Okay, very scary.
"Um...Ryou?" I dared.
"WHAT?" he yelled.
"ER, never mind," I said. Asking if he had PMS could get me killed right about now. "Are you done? It was a wonderful meal but it's time for the beating scene and I don't want to miss my soaps."
"Your soaps? Your soaps are more important than the beating scene? Why don't you just get it over with then? I wouldn't want to intefere with your sissy chick soaps!"
"THEY ARE NOT SISSY! YOU ARE YOU WIMPY HIKARI! I MUST BEAT YOU !"
"Oh no," Ryou moaned monotonously. "Not that."
"PUT SOME EFFORT INTO IT!" I said, grabbing him by his shirt front.
"OH, No! My yami is about to beat me!" He cried into my face.
"OH MY RA! I am missing my soaps! Ryou just run into the wall once or twice and you'll be hurt enough to run out dramatically."
Ryou POV
Bakura was skipping out on the fight scene? What the hell? Well, to keep the plot good I'll just write in a fight scene? Okay?
Fight Scene in Normal POV
Bakura grabbed the front of Ryou's shirt.
"You piece of dirt!" He said, slamming his fist into his hikari's face.
"Please, please leave me alone!" Ryou muttered.
"Damn it! I hate you. I can't even look at you!" Bakura said, slamming the poor hikari into the wall and storming out.
The hikari was slumped against the wall unconscious.
End Fight Scene
Ryou POV
Glad we didn't act that bit out. Not like Bakura would care. I hate him. That's it I oughta leave to make him appreciate me and not just his stupid soaps.
I went to the living room to find Bakura on the couch watching 'The Days of Our Afterlife' which was his Egyptian soap.
"I'm leaving and I'm never coming back!" I told him loudly.
"Be back to make me supper. I'll just eat the neighbor's cat for lunch."
Now I'm vaguely concerned.
"Bakura, don't eat the neighbor's cat."
"Why?"
"He's a living creature."
"No he is isn't. We killed her yesterday."
"We as in..."
"Me, Marik and Malik," Bakura said, eyes still glued to the TV.
"Wait, I'm supposed to be storming out dramatically! Good-bye Bakura, I'll never see you again." I wailed, now sobbing. I ran out the door and slammed it. Bakura didn't even care. I wish I would just die.
As I ran into the park, I crossed Main Street. But I never saw the car coming.
Well, technically I did. After all, I knew I was hit by the car. I have to be unconscious now so... Yeah, that's the end of the chapter.
TO BE CONTINUED...
No hikaris were hurt in the making of this fic.
YKB: Five reviews to continue.