Hey peeps! ^_^ You all ready for chappie five? Holy Ra! I didn't realize we
were all the way into chappie FIVE! @_@
Anyway, this chapter is where it all starts coming together. Before now, it's been kind of blah, (except for the Seth incident-- a friend of mine really liked that... XD) but here is where Bakura is introduced! And also, there's a hint of yaoi. X_X Dang it Akutenshi! You made me like yaoi! XD It's really subtle, but it's still there. It's just a side element, though; the real story should be appearing in the next couple of chapters. X_X This chapter was hard and it took like two weeks to write. I'm gonna rest now.
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*The next morning*
RRRIIINNNGGG! Yugi nearly jumped out of his skin as he was jerked awake by the telephone ringing. He glanced at the clock; it was nearly nine-thirty! He'd slept very late! He heard his yami chuckle inwardly as he fumbled around blindly, feeling for the phone.
Finally he found it. "H-Hello?" he slurred groggily into the speaker.
"Hello there Yugi. It's Ryou. I'm sorry, did I wake you up?" the snowy- haired British boy asked, concerned.
"Yes, but that's all right, Ryou, I was sleeping too late anyway. Thanks for wakin' me up." Yugi paused to yawn.
"Alright then. Listen, Yugi, Bakura and I were wondering... d'you think you could come over to our house today?" Ryou asked.
Yugi thought about it. "I think that sounds good, as long as my Grandpa says okay," he decided.
"Great! Cheerio then, and don't forget to ask your grandpa," Ryou said, sounding a little bit hurried. Yugi could hear Bakura's faint voice ranting in the background about lunch. Before Ryou hung up, Yugi heard him yell, "It's only now time for breakfast, you crazy Tomb Robber!"
Yugi smiled and hung up the phone. After that snow incident last winter, (A/N: Read my one-shot [so far anyway.. he he] called "Stop and Smell the Copper" to read that incident spoken of here.) Ryou and his yami had gotten to know each other more and had become nearly as close as Yugi and Yami themselves.
He heard breathing behind the couch he'd slept on. He leaned over the back of the couch to see Drayunis, slumped in what looked like an uncomfortable position and fast asleep. Yugi was curious to know why he hadn't stayed in the bed Yugi had loaned him.
"Drayunis..." Yugi whispered. The Magician stirred, opening one cyan eye to peer up at Yugi.
"Mmm... Yes master?" Drayunis mumbled.
"Why didn't you stay in the bed?"
"I did not feel comfortable straying too far from my master, and so I slept here." Drayunis gestured to Yugi's deck, which was on the coffee table beside him. "They wanted to come too."
Yugi was silent for a moment. "Um, okay. Well, anyway, do you think you could care for yourself today? Because Sakkira and I are going to Ryou's house today, and I want to introduce you to all my friends at once, not one at a time."
"I won't smash anything, master." Drayunis smiled.
"That sounds like a good idea."
Yugi smiled in reply and climbed the stairs to Sakkira's borrowed room. He rapped softly on the door, and heard a soft snore coming from the other side of the door. He tried to open it and found that it was locked. He gave a defeated sigh and was about to turn around to go wait for her to get up, when suddenly he was face-to-face with the spirit form of Nakte. (A/N: Since Yugi has a powerful yami, he can see others as well. Just filling you in. ^_^') She smirked, looking him in the eye.
"Hey, kid," she drawled in Yugi's head. "You trying to wake up Sakkira? That's a feat even I couldn't pull off."
"Oh. She's that heavy a sleeper?" Yugi knew that it was hard for a hikari to resist a yami's "wake-up call", which involved a very loud noise and seizing control of the hikari's legs to try getting him or her up. He sweatdropped. "Um... I suppose I'm going to have to wait, ne?"
"That's right." Nakte grinned; Yugi noted that she seemed rather unpriestessly (A/N: Is that even a word? @_@) this morning. He thought that she would have a royal air, but perhaps the morning and the just-being-brought-out-of-millenia-of-limbo had had an effect on her.
Yugi felt his yami stir within him. /Is that Nakte?/ he sleepily queried. (A/N: He went back to sleep after that phone call. *shrugs* Go figure.)
\Yes it is,\ Yugi replied. \She seems.... off today.\
/Maybe it's an Egyptian thing to not be a morning person..../ Yami mused.
\I doubt it,\ Yugi responded, thinking logically. \The Egyptian sands get very hot in the afternoon, so travelers would want to do their barefoot work early.\
Yami was silent, and Yugi could almost hear the gears whirring in his yami's genius mind. /That sounds reasonable./ He paused. /But you know, Nakte and I probably didn't have to do much 'barefoot work', as you call it.../
\That's kind of obvious,\ Yugi joked, \look at you both! You're so pale!\
/You're one to talk,/ Yami shot back, mentally grinning; he and Yugi usually argued like this in the mornings just to get their minds going for the rest of the day.
\No, I'm two to talk.\ That got Yami laughing. Yugi grinned to himself. (A/N: I saw that on someone's bio. I liked it. :D Sorry if you don't want me using it, just let me know if you don't....)
He realized that the priestess spirit was staring at him. He brought himself back to the physical world, and focused his eyes on her. "Hello, Nakte."
"Were you conversing with the Pharaoh?"
"Yes, I was," Yugi said, smiling. "We were having a nice little 'verbal duel'." He laughed quietly. "That's just what we do in the mornings to get ourselves awake."
"I see." Nakte suddenly turned her head. "Sakkira's waking up. Now would be an excellent time for you to knock on the door, before she decides to hibernate some more." Nakte smiled at him, then disappeared, retreating into the Brace for the day.
Yugi waved to Drayunis as he opened the door, leaving. He heard his grandfather calling from the hallway to have a good time, and he replied, "I will, Granpa!" (A/N: I'm sorry peeps, my plot bunny ran away and so I'm having a hard time progressing... -_-)
Sakkira followed after him, also waving goodbye to Yugi's Dark Magician. Drayunis waved in return and as the door closed, Sakkira caught up with her tri-color-haired friend.
"Where did you say we were going?" Sakkira asked pleasantly, in a good mood this morning. She had had a very good sleep, and a good breakfast as well; now she was ready for anything.
"To Ryou's. He's got a yami too, you know." Yugi didn't look at her when he said this; he acted as if it were a perfectly natural thing for someone to have their soul split into two personalities, light and dark, and the dark being a good few thousand years old. "I might want to warn you, though..... he's kind of, um... a murderous tomb robber, let's put it that way." Yugi looked at Sakkira this time, smiling sheepishly.
Sakkira couldn't say anything. She stared at Yugi, no longer following him, just staring at the back of his head. "You're serious?!!"
Yugi glanced back at her. "Why not?" He was smiling as always. Sakkira mentally shrugged; there was no way someone could lie with a look like that on their face.
/You doubt your friends?/ It was that voice again. The one in her mind. Nakte, she was called. Sakkira hoped she remembered how to use this... mind-link.
\I doubt everyone once in a while,\ she shot back. \Right now I'm doubting myself, in that I'm talking to someone who lives in my mind.\
/Not lives,/ Nakte protested calmly. /I died some time ago./
Sakkira rolled her eyes, and abruptly caught sight of Yugi, looking at her with that same friendly smile on his face, but this time it carried an air of knowingness. (A/N: Again, not sure if that's a word. _)
Sakkira decided to change the subject. "Anyway, Yugi..... how far does Ryou live from here?"
"Oh, not far, but we're catching the bus." Yugi looked ahead, at the city before them. "Hey! Here's one now!" He picked up his pace, traveling at a half-run down to the city bus. Sakkira hurried to catch up, but soon overwhelmed Yugi in her desert-adapted stride. "Sakkira!" he called, half teasing. "Your legs are longer than mine, remember? I can't run that fast!"
"Nonsense, Yugi, this is a desert run," Sakkira stated, slowing down just a bit to be level with Yugi. "It's good for traveling long flat distances in one go. You try," she added, gesturing at her legs. Yugi noted the placement of her feet and the long strides that were all a part of the desert run.
"I don't think I can...." Yugi said, and then he was saved by the bus appearing in front of them. "Nevermind, Sakkira, the bus is here."
Barely an hour later, they paid the bus driver and got off, Yugi looking around for Ryou's house. When he found it, he pointed it out for Sakkira.
"Ah, yes," she said, half-distracted by who-knows-what on the other side of the street. "There it is..." She had barely looked at it. Yugi sighed, exasperatedly rolling his eyes, and half-led-half-dragged his older friend down the sidewalk toward the house.
They were met at the front steps by Bakura. He got Sakkira's attention. She bowed good-naturedly but said nothing, forgetting herself and simply staring. Bakura frowned at her. "Is she a retard or something, Yugi?" he asked. He no longer had much of a problem with Yugi; it was only Yami he had a grudge on, but he was still his hateful old self.
"No," Yugi said, waving a hand in front of Sakkira's face to no avail, "but I think she's coming down with something. She's not usually this way..." he concluded, a quizzical look on his face.
Sakkira suddenly came to. She snapped to attention, looking Bakura full in the face. "Who are you?" she demanded, and for a moment Yugi feared her yami had taken control, but looking in her eyes he found his answer. There were always two souls in the eyes of someone with a yami, but you could always tell which of the two was dominant, even if they didn't assume their own form. He sincerely hoped Nakte didn't remember Bakura.
Bakura stood up and met Sakkira's gaze, now not even four inches from her. They were the same height, Yugi noticed as the two Egyptians stared each other down. Sakkira's gaze, however, was friendly. Bakura's was wary and not entirely revealed by his features alone. His true feelings sort of emanated from him rather than were expressed on his face. "My name is Bakura," he growled softly, though not angrily. Yugi thought that this was a lucky start for Sakkira. She didn't seem to be worried by his gruff nature at all. On the contrary, she seemed to be entranced by it.
Sakkira was simply stricken. Having Bakura's face so close to his own... she noticed with a little surprise that she thought Bakura was absolutely beautiful.
Suddenly her Millennium Brace grew hot and throbbed on her wrist. Alarmed slightly, she checked the mind-link to find boiling rage coming from Nakte.
/WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!!/ Nakte bellowed mentally. Sakkira physically winced, earning a smirk of satisfaction from Bakura who thought she finally feared him. Coming out of her mental trance for a moment, she shoved Bakura in the chest, pushing him slightly backward. The smug look on his features was replaced with indignant surprise. Sakkira noticed subtly how thin and bony Bakura's chest felt.
\What??\ Sakkira said, exasperated at her other half. \What are you so mad about?!\
/You idiot!/ came the half-unintelligent reply. /That's BAKURA! Touzoku-oh! King of Thieves! Happy now?!/
\I knew that,\ Sakkira said indignantly. \Yugi told me. So what? He also said that he's not as bad since that thing that happened last winter.\
/Well, near-death experience or no, he's still Bakura, and you've no idea who you just shoved!! Are you trying to kill yourself?!/
Sakkira was brought out of her mind-link trance again, but his time to the feel of Bakura's hand smacking her cheek. She glared at him, rubbing the offended cheek, and Bakura allowed a tiny smile.
"What's wrong, mortal?" Bakura mocked. Even in his own form, he was still considered a spirit, and he had all the abilities he always had as an immaterial ghost. "A little slap too much for you?"
That was it. Blushing furiously, Sakkira hauled off and smacked him back. Yugi erked, looking from Sakkira, to Bakura, and back again. Bakura looked thunderous. Sakkira suddenly realized her mistake, and, enduring a mental tongue-lashing from her yami, helped the fallen-in-surprise Bakura up. Bakura looked ready to start a war, but a call from within the house stopped him. It was his hikari, Ryou.
"You're lucky my hikari wants me right now," he hissed at Sakkira before stalking off to meet Ryou in the house.
"Does... that mean we go inside now?" Sakkira asked, her blush subsiding and a red hand-mark appearing on the left side of her face. She appeared not to notice.
"Um.... yes," Yugi said decidedly, a little confused and not very surprised at Sakkira's retalitation. She was a new friend, but already Yugi could see taht she let nothing stop her from getting her own way. He went carefully inside, followed by Sakkira, and was met by the scene of Ryou severely scolding Bakura.
"Haven't I told you countless times NOT to wait at the front of the house when I'm expecting company?!" Ryou was saying, rather loudly, hands on his hips like an angry housewife.
Bakura rolled his eyes, and Sakkira could almost see everything Ryou was saying go in one ear and out the other. "Okay, vessel, I won't do it again. Happy?"
"You say that EVERY time!" Ryou shot back.
"But I didn't mean it before," Bakura replied passively.
"You say THAT every time too!" Ryou said, exasperated. He took off the gloves he'd been using to wash dishes (and washing Bakura's dishes was hard work, since he ate so much when in his own form, because he loved to eat and he took advantage of the fact that he was a spirit and couldn't gain weight) and, tossing them on the counter, slumped playfully into Bakura's lap. Bakura looked at his light, an odd look on his face, but Ryou only grinned up at him. Bakura gently shoved him off, smiling privately, and looked at Sakkira.
"Now.... why did you say you were here, again?"
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There! See? I did it! See the yaoi? *points to the yaoi* It just came to me when I was writing that paragraph. :D I've got nothing against yaoi, but I never intended to write it... but this brings a whole new element to the story. Hmm.... Sakkira likes Bakura, but he likes Ryou, or at least it seems he does.... what will arise? Here's a hint: The Millennium Brace can only enflesh the holder's monsters, or monsters of someone she enjoys being around. Ohohoho!! (I saw that on someone's sig at deviantart. XD) Reeview please peeps! ^_^ ~kyo REVIEW HERE!!!! ^_^
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Anyway, this chapter is where it all starts coming together. Before now, it's been kind of blah, (except for the Seth incident-- a friend of mine really liked that... XD) but here is where Bakura is introduced! And also, there's a hint of yaoi. X_X Dang it Akutenshi! You made me like yaoi! XD It's really subtle, but it's still there. It's just a side element, though; the real story should be appearing in the next couple of chapters. X_X This chapter was hard and it took like two weeks to write. I'm gonna rest now.
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*The next morning*
RRRIIINNNGGG! Yugi nearly jumped out of his skin as he was jerked awake by the telephone ringing. He glanced at the clock; it was nearly nine-thirty! He'd slept very late! He heard his yami chuckle inwardly as he fumbled around blindly, feeling for the phone.
Finally he found it. "H-Hello?" he slurred groggily into the speaker.
"Hello there Yugi. It's Ryou. I'm sorry, did I wake you up?" the snowy- haired British boy asked, concerned.
"Yes, but that's all right, Ryou, I was sleeping too late anyway. Thanks for wakin' me up." Yugi paused to yawn.
"Alright then. Listen, Yugi, Bakura and I were wondering... d'you think you could come over to our house today?" Ryou asked.
Yugi thought about it. "I think that sounds good, as long as my Grandpa says okay," he decided.
"Great! Cheerio then, and don't forget to ask your grandpa," Ryou said, sounding a little bit hurried. Yugi could hear Bakura's faint voice ranting in the background about lunch. Before Ryou hung up, Yugi heard him yell, "It's only now time for breakfast, you crazy Tomb Robber!"
Yugi smiled and hung up the phone. After that snow incident last winter, (A/N: Read my one-shot [so far anyway.. he he] called "Stop and Smell the Copper" to read that incident spoken of here.) Ryou and his yami had gotten to know each other more and had become nearly as close as Yugi and Yami themselves.
He heard breathing behind the couch he'd slept on. He leaned over the back of the couch to see Drayunis, slumped in what looked like an uncomfortable position and fast asleep. Yugi was curious to know why he hadn't stayed in the bed Yugi had loaned him.
"Drayunis..." Yugi whispered. The Magician stirred, opening one cyan eye to peer up at Yugi.
"Mmm... Yes master?" Drayunis mumbled.
"Why didn't you stay in the bed?"
"I did not feel comfortable straying too far from my master, and so I slept here." Drayunis gestured to Yugi's deck, which was on the coffee table beside him. "They wanted to come too."
Yugi was silent for a moment. "Um, okay. Well, anyway, do you think you could care for yourself today? Because Sakkira and I are going to Ryou's house today, and I want to introduce you to all my friends at once, not one at a time."
"I won't smash anything, master." Drayunis smiled.
"That sounds like a good idea."
Yugi smiled in reply and climbed the stairs to Sakkira's borrowed room. He rapped softly on the door, and heard a soft snore coming from the other side of the door. He tried to open it and found that it was locked. He gave a defeated sigh and was about to turn around to go wait for her to get up, when suddenly he was face-to-face with the spirit form of Nakte. (A/N: Since Yugi has a powerful yami, he can see others as well. Just filling you in. ^_^') She smirked, looking him in the eye.
"Hey, kid," she drawled in Yugi's head. "You trying to wake up Sakkira? That's a feat even I couldn't pull off."
"Oh. She's that heavy a sleeper?" Yugi knew that it was hard for a hikari to resist a yami's "wake-up call", which involved a very loud noise and seizing control of the hikari's legs to try getting him or her up. He sweatdropped. "Um... I suppose I'm going to have to wait, ne?"
"That's right." Nakte grinned; Yugi noted that she seemed rather unpriestessly (A/N: Is that even a word? @_@) this morning. He thought that she would have a royal air, but perhaps the morning and the just-being-brought-out-of-millenia-of-limbo had had an effect on her.
Yugi felt his yami stir within him. /Is that Nakte?/ he sleepily queried. (A/N: He went back to sleep after that phone call. *shrugs* Go figure.)
\Yes it is,\ Yugi replied. \She seems.... off today.\
/Maybe it's an Egyptian thing to not be a morning person..../ Yami mused.
\I doubt it,\ Yugi responded, thinking logically. \The Egyptian sands get very hot in the afternoon, so travelers would want to do their barefoot work early.\
Yami was silent, and Yugi could almost hear the gears whirring in his yami's genius mind. /That sounds reasonable./ He paused. /But you know, Nakte and I probably didn't have to do much 'barefoot work', as you call it.../
\That's kind of obvious,\ Yugi joked, \look at you both! You're so pale!\
/You're one to talk,/ Yami shot back, mentally grinning; he and Yugi usually argued like this in the mornings just to get their minds going for the rest of the day.
\No, I'm two to talk.\ That got Yami laughing. Yugi grinned to himself. (A/N: I saw that on someone's bio. I liked it. :D Sorry if you don't want me using it, just let me know if you don't....)
He realized that the priestess spirit was staring at him. He brought himself back to the physical world, and focused his eyes on her. "Hello, Nakte."
"Were you conversing with the Pharaoh?"
"Yes, I was," Yugi said, smiling. "We were having a nice little 'verbal duel'." He laughed quietly. "That's just what we do in the mornings to get ourselves awake."
"I see." Nakte suddenly turned her head. "Sakkira's waking up. Now would be an excellent time for you to knock on the door, before she decides to hibernate some more." Nakte smiled at him, then disappeared, retreating into the Brace for the day.
Yugi waved to Drayunis as he opened the door, leaving. He heard his grandfather calling from the hallway to have a good time, and he replied, "I will, Granpa!" (A/N: I'm sorry peeps, my plot bunny ran away and so I'm having a hard time progressing... -_-)
Sakkira followed after him, also waving goodbye to Yugi's Dark Magician. Drayunis waved in return and as the door closed, Sakkira caught up with her tri-color-haired friend.
"Where did you say we were going?" Sakkira asked pleasantly, in a good mood this morning. She had had a very good sleep, and a good breakfast as well; now she was ready for anything.
"To Ryou's. He's got a yami too, you know." Yugi didn't look at her when he said this; he acted as if it were a perfectly natural thing for someone to have their soul split into two personalities, light and dark, and the dark being a good few thousand years old. "I might want to warn you, though..... he's kind of, um... a murderous tomb robber, let's put it that way." Yugi looked at Sakkira this time, smiling sheepishly.
Sakkira couldn't say anything. She stared at Yugi, no longer following him, just staring at the back of his head. "You're serious?!!"
Yugi glanced back at her. "Why not?" He was smiling as always. Sakkira mentally shrugged; there was no way someone could lie with a look like that on their face.
/You doubt your friends?/ It was that voice again. The one in her mind. Nakte, she was called. Sakkira hoped she remembered how to use this... mind-link.
\I doubt everyone once in a while,\ she shot back. \Right now I'm doubting myself, in that I'm talking to someone who lives in my mind.\
/Not lives,/ Nakte protested calmly. /I died some time ago./
Sakkira rolled her eyes, and abruptly caught sight of Yugi, looking at her with that same friendly smile on his face, but this time it carried an air of knowingness. (A/N: Again, not sure if that's a word. _)
Sakkira decided to change the subject. "Anyway, Yugi..... how far does Ryou live from here?"
"Oh, not far, but we're catching the bus." Yugi looked ahead, at the city before them. "Hey! Here's one now!" He picked up his pace, traveling at a half-run down to the city bus. Sakkira hurried to catch up, but soon overwhelmed Yugi in her desert-adapted stride. "Sakkira!" he called, half teasing. "Your legs are longer than mine, remember? I can't run that fast!"
"Nonsense, Yugi, this is a desert run," Sakkira stated, slowing down just a bit to be level with Yugi. "It's good for traveling long flat distances in one go. You try," she added, gesturing at her legs. Yugi noted the placement of her feet and the long strides that were all a part of the desert run.
"I don't think I can...." Yugi said, and then he was saved by the bus appearing in front of them. "Nevermind, Sakkira, the bus is here."
Barely an hour later, they paid the bus driver and got off, Yugi looking around for Ryou's house. When he found it, he pointed it out for Sakkira.
"Ah, yes," she said, half-distracted by who-knows-what on the other side of the street. "There it is..." She had barely looked at it. Yugi sighed, exasperatedly rolling his eyes, and half-led-half-dragged his older friend down the sidewalk toward the house.
They were met at the front steps by Bakura. He got Sakkira's attention. She bowed good-naturedly but said nothing, forgetting herself and simply staring. Bakura frowned at her. "Is she a retard or something, Yugi?" he asked. He no longer had much of a problem with Yugi; it was only Yami he had a grudge on, but he was still his hateful old self.
"No," Yugi said, waving a hand in front of Sakkira's face to no avail, "but I think she's coming down with something. She's not usually this way..." he concluded, a quizzical look on his face.
Sakkira suddenly came to. She snapped to attention, looking Bakura full in the face. "Who are you?" she demanded, and for a moment Yugi feared her yami had taken control, but looking in her eyes he found his answer. There were always two souls in the eyes of someone with a yami, but you could always tell which of the two was dominant, even if they didn't assume their own form. He sincerely hoped Nakte didn't remember Bakura.
Bakura stood up and met Sakkira's gaze, now not even four inches from her. They were the same height, Yugi noticed as the two Egyptians stared each other down. Sakkira's gaze, however, was friendly. Bakura's was wary and not entirely revealed by his features alone. His true feelings sort of emanated from him rather than were expressed on his face. "My name is Bakura," he growled softly, though not angrily. Yugi thought that this was a lucky start for Sakkira. She didn't seem to be worried by his gruff nature at all. On the contrary, she seemed to be entranced by it.
Sakkira was simply stricken. Having Bakura's face so close to his own... she noticed with a little surprise that she thought Bakura was absolutely beautiful.
Suddenly her Millennium Brace grew hot and throbbed on her wrist. Alarmed slightly, she checked the mind-link to find boiling rage coming from Nakte.
/WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!!/ Nakte bellowed mentally. Sakkira physically winced, earning a smirk of satisfaction from Bakura who thought she finally feared him. Coming out of her mental trance for a moment, she shoved Bakura in the chest, pushing him slightly backward. The smug look on his features was replaced with indignant surprise. Sakkira noticed subtly how thin and bony Bakura's chest felt.
\What??\ Sakkira said, exasperated at her other half. \What are you so mad about?!\
/You idiot!/ came the half-unintelligent reply. /That's BAKURA! Touzoku-oh! King of Thieves! Happy now?!/
\I knew that,\ Sakkira said indignantly. \Yugi told me. So what? He also said that he's not as bad since that thing that happened last winter.\
/Well, near-death experience or no, he's still Bakura, and you've no idea who you just shoved!! Are you trying to kill yourself?!/
Sakkira was brought out of her mind-link trance again, but his time to the feel of Bakura's hand smacking her cheek. She glared at him, rubbing the offended cheek, and Bakura allowed a tiny smile.
"What's wrong, mortal?" Bakura mocked. Even in his own form, he was still considered a spirit, and he had all the abilities he always had as an immaterial ghost. "A little slap too much for you?"
That was it. Blushing furiously, Sakkira hauled off and smacked him back. Yugi erked, looking from Sakkira, to Bakura, and back again. Bakura looked thunderous. Sakkira suddenly realized her mistake, and, enduring a mental tongue-lashing from her yami, helped the fallen-in-surprise Bakura up. Bakura looked ready to start a war, but a call from within the house stopped him. It was his hikari, Ryou.
"You're lucky my hikari wants me right now," he hissed at Sakkira before stalking off to meet Ryou in the house.
"Does... that mean we go inside now?" Sakkira asked, her blush subsiding and a red hand-mark appearing on the left side of her face. She appeared not to notice.
"Um.... yes," Yugi said decidedly, a little confused and not very surprised at Sakkira's retalitation. She was a new friend, but already Yugi could see taht she let nothing stop her from getting her own way. He went carefully inside, followed by Sakkira, and was met by the scene of Ryou severely scolding Bakura.
"Haven't I told you countless times NOT to wait at the front of the house when I'm expecting company?!" Ryou was saying, rather loudly, hands on his hips like an angry housewife.
Bakura rolled his eyes, and Sakkira could almost see everything Ryou was saying go in one ear and out the other. "Okay, vessel, I won't do it again. Happy?"
"You say that EVERY time!" Ryou shot back.
"But I didn't mean it before," Bakura replied passively.
"You say THAT every time too!" Ryou said, exasperated. He took off the gloves he'd been using to wash dishes (and washing Bakura's dishes was hard work, since he ate so much when in his own form, because he loved to eat and he took advantage of the fact that he was a spirit and couldn't gain weight) and, tossing them on the counter, slumped playfully into Bakura's lap. Bakura looked at his light, an odd look on his face, but Ryou only grinned up at him. Bakura gently shoved him off, smiling privately, and looked at Sakkira.
"Now.... why did you say you were here, again?"
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There! See? I did it! See the yaoi? *points to the yaoi* It just came to me when I was writing that paragraph. :D I've got nothing against yaoi, but I never intended to write it... but this brings a whole new element to the story. Hmm.... Sakkira likes Bakura, but he likes Ryou, or at least it seems he does.... what will arise? Here's a hint: The Millennium Brace can only enflesh the holder's monsters, or monsters of someone she enjoys being around. Ohohoho!! (I saw that on someone's sig at deviantart. XD) Reeview please peeps! ^_^ ~kyo REVIEW HERE!!!! ^_^
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