Happy Birthday Isis!
~Key~
{blah}~ thinking
"blah"~ talking
/blah/ ~ Hikarii to Yami
// blah// ~Yami to Hikarii
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Notes: ~ Bakura is now nice to Ryou. (Most of the time anyway!)
ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©"Bakura! Where are you?" Ryou, currently in his kitchen, was dressed in a
light purple button-up short-sleeved shirt with a white tank underneath, with
blue jeans and sneakers, and along with the Millennium Ring gleaming
around his neck, was yelling for his Yami, Bakura, but Ryou couldn't find
him in the house anywhere. Walking out to the living room "Come on,
Yami! This isn't funny!" While he was looking for Bakura, Ryou failed to
notice the large shadow creeping up behind him every step he took. In three
seconds, the shadow had grabbed him and lifted him up in the air. "'Kura!
Put me down!" Stepping out of the shadows, Bakura, dressed in a blood red
tank top and baggy black jeans, along with silver chains and armbands, and
black and red sneakers. His brown eyes, so dark they were almost black,
rimmed with silvery-black kohl, held traces of amusement as he raised
an eyebrow at his dangling Hikarii. "That was way too easy..." The Thief
snorted while setting Ryou down, who glared at Bakura, though very
ineffectively. "You keep your face like that Hikarii, it's going to stay that
way." Ryou just said nothing as he turned into the kitchen make breakfast.
Bakura rolled his eyes and followed Ryou into the kitchen, where jumped
on the counter and sat there, dangling his feet. "Bakura?" "...Humm?"
"Catch!" "Whoa!!" Bakura was caught of guard and fell off the counter as
he tried to dodge the chocolate-chip muffins Ryou threw him, which landed
where Bakura sat just seconds earlier. Hands on the top of his head, Bakura
jumped up from behind the counter, his kohl lined eyes wide. "Ah!!
Assailing Pastry!!" Then, when Bakura then took the muffins, threw them
out the window, and then dropped to the ground as if they were active
grenades, Ryou just burst out laughing. Bakura glared up at his laughing
Hikarii. "WHat are you laughing at?" Ryou just shook his head, not daring
to speak. ("Hikarii! Stop LAUGHING!!" [Ryou only laughs harder.]) A few
minutes later, (after much glaring from Bakura, and even more laughter
from Ryou) when they all calmed down, they sat down to a normal
breakfast... as normal as it can be with a 5,000 year old Egyptian Tomb
Robber's spirit, anyway. 'Ding-dong' "Bakura. Go see who is here. And put
that spoon DOWN..." Bakura was aiming a spoonful of raspberry jam at
Ryou's back while he was washing dishes. "Spoilsport..." the Thief
Grumbled, putting the spoon back in the jar as he rose up from his chair and
walked to the door. Opening the door, he was greeted by Marik and Malik.
"Hey 'Kura... why are there muffins on your lawn?" Malik asked. They
could hear snickers from Ryou as he came outside to see who was there.
"Ryou, can you tell me why are there muffins on your lawn? Bakura won't
tell us." Marik looked from Ryou to Bakura, to the muffins, then back.
"Wait, let me guess...the attacking baked goods?" "How did you know?"
"Well..." "Hikarii! Don't!" "Oh, fine, Malik...It was so hilarious, though.
He had raspberry turnovers. The looks on his face were priceless! I wish I
had a camera..." "MARIK!" "What did 'Kura have?" "Muffins. Chocolate-
chip muffins. I wish I had a camera too... his eyes were the size of dinner
plates..." "RYOU!" "Alright, alright...keep your head on your shoulders,
you two. Anyway, we came to give you these." Marik told them, holding
out two envelopes. Bakura reached out and snatched both envelopes before
Ryou could even blink. "What are these?" "They are invitations to Isis's
birthday party. Can you come?" "Yes/Sure!" "Good. Come on, Malik. We
need to finish delivering these." "Fine. Last one there is a Sandali!" Getting
on their motorcycles, they began to bicker. "Bakura? What is a Sandali?"
Ryou wondered, as he and Bakura watched in amusement as the two fought
and argued down the road. "An Egyptian sand worm." "Oh...what are we
going to get Isis?" "Don't worry. You get the card, and I will get the gift,
alright?" "Fine. But it says here that we have only 1 hour till we need to go,
so hurry." "You have soooo little faith in me..." "I wonder why..." "Shut.
Up." Ryou just stuck his tongue out and ran back into the house, with his
mock-infuriated, smirking Yami trailing close behind. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~Key~
{blah}~ thinking
"blah"~ talking
/blah/ ~ Hikarii to Yami
// blah// ~Yami to Hikarii
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Notes: ~ Bakura is now nice to Ryou. (Most of the time anyway!)
ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©ï©"Bakura! Where are you?" Ryou, currently in his kitchen, was dressed in a
light purple button-up short-sleeved shirt with a white tank underneath, with
blue jeans and sneakers, and along with the Millennium Ring gleaming
around his neck, was yelling for his Yami, Bakura, but Ryou couldn't find
him in the house anywhere. Walking out to the living room "Come on,
Yami! This isn't funny!" While he was looking for Bakura, Ryou failed to
notice the large shadow creeping up behind him every step he took. In three
seconds, the shadow had grabbed him and lifted him up in the air. "'Kura!
Put me down!" Stepping out of the shadows, Bakura, dressed in a blood red
tank top and baggy black jeans, along with silver chains and armbands, and
black and red sneakers. His brown eyes, so dark they were almost black,
rimmed with silvery-black kohl, held traces of amusement as he raised
an eyebrow at his dangling Hikarii. "That was way too easy..." The Thief
snorted while setting Ryou down, who glared at Bakura, though very
ineffectively. "You keep your face like that Hikarii, it's going to stay that
way." Ryou just said nothing as he turned into the kitchen make breakfast.
Bakura rolled his eyes and followed Ryou into the kitchen, where jumped
on the counter and sat there, dangling his feet. "Bakura?" "...Humm?"
"Catch!" "Whoa!!" Bakura was caught of guard and fell off the counter as
he tried to dodge the chocolate-chip muffins Ryou threw him, which landed
where Bakura sat just seconds earlier. Hands on the top of his head, Bakura
jumped up from behind the counter, his kohl lined eyes wide. "Ah!!
Assailing Pastry!!" Then, when Bakura then took the muffins, threw them
out the window, and then dropped to the ground as if they were active
grenades, Ryou just burst out laughing. Bakura glared up at his laughing
Hikarii. "WHat are you laughing at?" Ryou just shook his head, not daring
to speak. ("Hikarii! Stop LAUGHING!!" [Ryou only laughs harder.]) A few
minutes later, (after much glaring from Bakura, and even more laughter
from Ryou) when they all calmed down, they sat down to a normal
breakfast... as normal as it can be with a 5,000 year old Egyptian Tomb
Robber's spirit, anyway. 'Ding-dong' "Bakura. Go see who is here. And put
that spoon DOWN..." Bakura was aiming a spoonful of raspberry jam at
Ryou's back while he was washing dishes. "Spoilsport..." the Thief
Grumbled, putting the spoon back in the jar as he rose up from his chair and
walked to the door. Opening the door, he was greeted by Marik and Malik.
"Hey 'Kura... why are there muffins on your lawn?" Malik asked. They
could hear snickers from Ryou as he came outside to see who was there.
"Ryou, can you tell me why are there muffins on your lawn? Bakura won't
tell us." Marik looked from Ryou to Bakura, to the muffins, then back.
"Wait, let me guess...the attacking baked goods?" "How did you know?"
"Well..." "Hikarii! Don't!" "Oh, fine, Malik...It was so hilarious, though.
He had raspberry turnovers. The looks on his face were priceless! I wish I
had a camera..." "MARIK!" "What did 'Kura have?" "Muffins. Chocolate-
chip muffins. I wish I had a camera too... his eyes were the size of dinner
plates..." "RYOU!" "Alright, alright...keep your head on your shoulders,
you two. Anyway, we came to give you these." Marik told them, holding
out two envelopes. Bakura reached out and snatched both envelopes before
Ryou could even blink. "What are these?" "They are invitations to Isis's
birthday party. Can you come?" "Yes/Sure!" "Good. Come on, Malik. We
need to finish delivering these." "Fine. Last one there is a Sandali!" Getting
on their motorcycles, they began to bicker. "Bakura? What is a Sandali?"
Ryou wondered, as he and Bakura watched in amusement as the two fought
and argued down the road. "An Egyptian sand worm." "Oh...what are we
going to get Isis?" "Don't worry. You get the card, and I will get the gift,
alright?" "Fine. But it says here that we have only 1 hour till we need to go,
so hurry." "You have soooo little faith in me..." "I wonder why..." "Shut.
Up." Ryou just stuck his tongue out and ran back into the house, with his
mock-infuriated, smirking Yami trailing close behind. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~