Ariku: You know what, I've figured out why each chapter sucks so bad. I do them quickly. Is that it?
Miya: Nah, you just suck. And no, you don't do them quickly enough.
Ariku: Oh goody… you're back…
Miya: Yeah, I love you too, hikari. Besides, I was back before. Disclaimer stu--
Disclaimer: Ariku does not own Yu-Gi-Oh, but does-
Miya: -SMACKS- My job, baka! Anyways… Disclaimer stuff. Ariku does not own Yu-Gi-Oh, but does own Lucia. And Psycho Maniac owns the conflict thingy majigger that's coming up… I guess? Oo'
Ariku: And yeah, I'm sorry for turning Lucia into a female Bakura before. oO' Oh my… arigatou Psycho Maniac. I think that just might be what I will do. And gomen for the story line sucking so bad. Once again, thank you for all the positive reviews.
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Chapter 9: Make Your Choice
Lucia, surprisingly enough, had been the one to break the kiss. Ryou looked up at her with questioning and yet, apologetic eyes. "What is it, Lucia?" He asked her, lifting her chin so her eyes met his own.
"I'm sorry, Ryou. I never meant for this to happen." She looked away from him and closed her eyes. She was surprised to feel fabric on her bare skin. Ryou was handing her his school jacket, a bigger smile on his face then ever thought humanly possible.
"Here, put this on and go get some pants and a shirt. We'll go for a walk." Ryou said, imagining she'd want to get out of the apartment quickly. She nodded, wrapped the blue jacket around herself and walked to the bedroom.
She smiled at him before closing the door.
Ryou tucked his knees to his chest and sighed. "What was that thing?" He asked himself. 'It had looked so much like her brother… but how could that be? He's dead, right?'
A war then waged in poor Ryou's head.
'It wasn't her brother! Lucia told you she loved her brother, and he seemed to love her aswell. Who in their right mind could have the nerve to kill their own sister?!' 'Oh please, spare me the dramatics. You saw how human he was, you saw how sad he looked. It was her brother.'
'Was not!'
'Was too!'
'WAS NOT!'
'WAS TOO TIMES INFINITY! Ha, I win.'
Ryou blinked a few times before returning to reality. Lucia was standing in her bedroom doorway, clad in loose-fitting black pants and a white shirt, Ryou's blue uniform jacket over it.
She put one hand on the side of her head and one on her hip, posing. "Don't I look sexy?" She said and was sent into a fit of laughter. Ryou gave her a thumbs up and a half-smile.
'She's so different from Bakura' he thought as he stood up. 'Yet she isn't.'
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-Ryou's Point of View- (Ariku: It's been awhile since I've done this, so here…)
She did look cute, I have to admit. She practically skipped over to me and stuck out her tongue. "So, are we going?" She grabbed my hand and pulled me off my ass.
I grab her hand and she leads me out the door. I was wondering why she didn't bother locking it, but I suppose she had her reasons.
"Thank you, for everything, Ryou." She said, falling behind me a bit and wrapping her arms around my waist, stopping me in my tracks.
"Y-you're welcome." I stuttered with a smile, placing one hand over the ones encircling my waist.
In this moment, it began to rain softly. Soon enough, it began to pour. What the hell is up with it raining so much all of a sudden?
.
In seventh period, when he had noticed Ryou's absence, Bakura immediately knew what had happened. 'Damnit!' he thought, rushing out of the classroom and chiming an overly cheery "Fuck you!" in reply to the teacher's objection.
He knew where his Ryou was. He had gone to look for Lucia. 'Who knows what kind of trouble that tramp and Ryou could've gotten into!' he growls to himself.
He made it out of school in less than five minutes, punching out anyone who dare get in his way. Much more effective then Lucia and Ryou's 'sneak out' approach.
He strolled down the street, hands massaging his neck. "Holy fuck my neck hurts." He seethed. Damnit, it was starting to rain, too.
"Perfect." He looked up at the sky and shook a fist in it's direction, "I hate you too!!" Two girls who were holding hands walked past him, holding up two fingers to form a cross. Or a lopsided X? Bakura never knew which, really.
"Don't tell Mother Nature you hate her!" One of them hissed. "Yeah! Do you want her to unleash her wrath upon all of us!?" The other one snarled as she passed him.
"Lesbian sluts." He muttered before continuing onward. (Ariku: That's just Bakura for you… I'm not like trying to start a war with lesbians, ok? --' Just thought I'd make that crystal clear before somebody bombards me with accusations of being inhumane.)
Within thirty minutes of shuffling and getting soaked, Bakura spotted his hikari and Lucia. And what he saw definitely was enough for him to fly into a fit of rage.
.
Lucia had been perfectly happy getting caught in the downpour, but Ryou had other plans. He was cold as is, and he didn't particularly want to see Lucia in a wet white t-shirt. Talk about being shy…
So, the duo had stopped at the door of a humble two story art gallery. Below, was a small café. 'I've seen enough of these to last me a lifetime,' Lucia thought with a mental sigh.
Upstairs, the two guessed, was the gallery. The place itself literally looked deserted except for a figure garbed in all black sitting at a table in the corner, seemingly thoroughly interested in the newspaper that blocked his face from view.
"This is creepy." Ryou said as Lucia took his hand. "Aren't you the one who said this was better than being outside in the rain?" Lucia asked, giving him a suggestive smile. "Aha, hilarious." He said, poking her playfully.
"No need to get hostile," she joked, letting his hand go and walking over to the counter. The teenage girl behind the counter continued picking at her nail polish and chewing her gum noisily. She looked up, eyed Lucia over and shifted slightly, resting her chin on her hands.
"What do ya want?" She asked, putting on a fake grin that stretched from ear to ear. Lucia took a moment to study this girl. She had green hair-which at one point in time had most likely been blonde or brown-, very dull looking green eyes, and pale skin that gave off the impression that she hadn't been outside much.
"Umm… hot chocolate." Lucia stated, giving off a slight smile. The green-haired girl nodded and asked apathetically, "Whipcream?" She obviously wasn't the type to bother asking if she wanted anything extra on top.
The girl behind the counter noticed the confused expression on her face and sighed, "There are cameras in here. I have to be my nicest or the boss will fire me. Too many customer complaints, ya know?"
"I see." Lucia replied, and then excepted the offer. "I'll be right back with it." She said, and walked off.
"Getting something to warm you up?" Ryou chimed, leaning on Lucia's shoulder. "Looks like it," she replied.
The green-haired girl came back just minutes later, handing over a large cup with a literal mountain of whip cream on top of the substance inside. "Here ya go!" She said as she handed it to Lucia and took the money from her. "Hope ya enjoy!" She said as they walked to a table, then grumbled something about life sucking.
Lucia sipped her drink, looking quite comical with a nose covered in whip cream. Ryou laughed softly and shook his head. "Aww, are you laughing at my cute little nose?" Lucia joked.
Ryou nodded and laughed harder. "Pssh, fine then." She began lapping up all the whip cream left that didn't reside on her face, and she then used a napkin to wipe the rest off her nose and cheeks. Ryou was nearly crying now he was laughing so hard. "Oh come on, I'm not that dorky, am I?" Lucia pouted.
"You know what, why don't I help you with that? You missed some." Ryou said, and before Lucia had a chance to say a thing, he leaned over the table and licked the white substance off her left cheek, immediately turning beet-red as he realized what he had done.
"Thanks." She said with a smile, kissing him gently and then bringing her cup to her lips. He sat down, rested his head on his arms and grinned up at her, "No problem!"
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Bakura was pissed off. Livid. He stormed into the café, looking as though he was stir-crazy. He had never felt so jealous and angry.
After witnessing that, he swore to himself he'd kill Lucia if she ever came near him again.
He hovered over the two, gaze mainly focused on the blue-haired teen. They both looked up at him confusedly. "Bakura?" Ryou questioned.
Bakura ignored him, and glared at Lucia. "Ok, whore, I'll make this nice and simple for you," he spat. Lucia looked bewildered beyond compare. The tomb robber continued, but not before grabbing Ryou's wrist and pulling him up off the chair. "Stay away from Ryou, unless you have a death wish."
"Kura, stop it!" The smaller of the two look-a-likes cried, trying to free his wrist.
"Choose." Bakura growled. "W-what do you mean?" Ryou stammered, eyes widening. "The whore or me." He replied, freeing his prisoner.
Poor Ryou looked like someone had slapped him. "B-but… you can't…" He was having trouble forming a full sentence. "Do you think I'm kidding around, Ryou!?" Bakura yelled. He snorted as he saw the tears welling up in his hikari's eyes.
"Fine." He grabbed Lucia's cup of hot chocolate and sent it flying through the air towards a window. "Goodbye." He said as the glass shattered.
He walked out slowly, leaving Ryou in tears and Lucia literally stunned.
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Ariku: I'm sorry… don't hurt me… I turned really, REALLY lazy…
Miya: Once again, who are you talking to?
Ariku: Myself.
Miya: Ah, I see.
Miya: Nah, you just suck. And no, you don't do them quickly enough.
Ariku: Oh goody… you're back…
Miya: Yeah, I love you too, hikari. Besides, I was back before. Disclaimer stu--
Disclaimer: Ariku does not own Yu-Gi-Oh, but does-
Miya: -SMACKS- My job, baka! Anyways… Disclaimer stuff. Ariku does not own Yu-Gi-Oh, but does own Lucia. And Psycho Maniac owns the conflict thingy majigger that's coming up… I guess? Oo'
Ariku: And yeah, I'm sorry for turning Lucia into a female Bakura before. oO' Oh my… arigatou Psycho Maniac. I think that just might be what I will do. And gomen for the story line sucking so bad. Once again, thank you for all the positive reviews.
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Chapter 9: Make Your Choice
Lucia, surprisingly enough, had been the one to break the kiss. Ryou looked up at her with questioning and yet, apologetic eyes. "What is it, Lucia?" He asked her, lifting her chin so her eyes met his own.
"I'm sorry, Ryou. I never meant for this to happen." She looked away from him and closed her eyes. She was surprised to feel fabric on her bare skin. Ryou was handing her his school jacket, a bigger smile on his face then ever thought humanly possible.
"Here, put this on and go get some pants and a shirt. We'll go for a walk." Ryou said, imagining she'd want to get out of the apartment quickly. She nodded, wrapped the blue jacket around herself and walked to the bedroom.
She smiled at him before closing the door.
Ryou tucked his knees to his chest and sighed. "What was that thing?" He asked himself. 'It had looked so much like her brother… but how could that be? He's dead, right?'
A war then waged in poor Ryou's head.
'It wasn't her brother! Lucia told you she loved her brother, and he seemed to love her aswell. Who in their right mind could have the nerve to kill their own sister?!' 'Oh please, spare me the dramatics. You saw how human he was, you saw how sad he looked. It was her brother.'
'Was not!'
'Was too!'
'WAS NOT!'
'WAS TOO TIMES INFINITY! Ha, I win.'
Ryou blinked a few times before returning to reality. Lucia was standing in her bedroom doorway, clad in loose-fitting black pants and a white shirt, Ryou's blue uniform jacket over it.
She put one hand on the side of her head and one on her hip, posing. "Don't I look sexy?" She said and was sent into a fit of laughter. Ryou gave her a thumbs up and a half-smile.
'She's so different from Bakura' he thought as he stood up. 'Yet she isn't.'
.
-Ryou's Point of View- (Ariku: It's been awhile since I've done this, so here…)
She did look cute, I have to admit. She practically skipped over to me and stuck out her tongue. "So, are we going?" She grabbed my hand and pulled me off my ass.
I grab her hand and she leads me out the door. I was wondering why she didn't bother locking it, but I suppose she had her reasons.
"Thank you, for everything, Ryou." She said, falling behind me a bit and wrapping her arms around my waist, stopping me in my tracks.
"Y-you're welcome." I stuttered with a smile, placing one hand over the ones encircling my waist.
In this moment, it began to rain softly. Soon enough, it began to pour. What the hell is up with it raining so much all of a sudden?
.
In seventh period, when he had noticed Ryou's absence, Bakura immediately knew what had happened. 'Damnit!' he thought, rushing out of the classroom and chiming an overly cheery "Fuck you!" in reply to the teacher's objection.
He knew where his Ryou was. He had gone to look for Lucia. 'Who knows what kind of trouble that tramp and Ryou could've gotten into!' he growls to himself.
He made it out of school in less than five minutes, punching out anyone who dare get in his way. Much more effective then Lucia and Ryou's 'sneak out' approach.
He strolled down the street, hands massaging his neck. "Holy fuck my neck hurts." He seethed. Damnit, it was starting to rain, too.
"Perfect." He looked up at the sky and shook a fist in it's direction, "I hate you too!!" Two girls who were holding hands walked past him, holding up two fingers to form a cross. Or a lopsided X? Bakura never knew which, really.
"Don't tell Mother Nature you hate her!" One of them hissed. "Yeah! Do you want her to unleash her wrath upon all of us!?" The other one snarled as she passed him.
"Lesbian sluts." He muttered before continuing onward. (Ariku: That's just Bakura for you… I'm not like trying to start a war with lesbians, ok? --' Just thought I'd make that crystal clear before somebody bombards me with accusations of being inhumane.)
Within thirty minutes of shuffling and getting soaked, Bakura spotted his hikari and Lucia. And what he saw definitely was enough for him to fly into a fit of rage.
.
Lucia had been perfectly happy getting caught in the downpour, but Ryou had other plans. He was cold as is, and he didn't particularly want to see Lucia in a wet white t-shirt. Talk about being shy…
So, the duo had stopped at the door of a humble two story art gallery. Below, was a small café. 'I've seen enough of these to last me a lifetime,' Lucia thought with a mental sigh.
Upstairs, the two guessed, was the gallery. The place itself literally looked deserted except for a figure garbed in all black sitting at a table in the corner, seemingly thoroughly interested in the newspaper that blocked his face from view.
"This is creepy." Ryou said as Lucia took his hand. "Aren't you the one who said this was better than being outside in the rain?" Lucia asked, giving him a suggestive smile. "Aha, hilarious." He said, poking her playfully.
"No need to get hostile," she joked, letting his hand go and walking over to the counter. The teenage girl behind the counter continued picking at her nail polish and chewing her gum noisily. She looked up, eyed Lucia over and shifted slightly, resting her chin on her hands.
"What do ya want?" She asked, putting on a fake grin that stretched from ear to ear. Lucia took a moment to study this girl. She had green hair-which at one point in time had most likely been blonde or brown-, very dull looking green eyes, and pale skin that gave off the impression that she hadn't been outside much.
"Umm… hot chocolate." Lucia stated, giving off a slight smile. The green-haired girl nodded and asked apathetically, "Whipcream?" She obviously wasn't the type to bother asking if she wanted anything extra on top.
The girl behind the counter noticed the confused expression on her face and sighed, "There are cameras in here. I have to be my nicest or the boss will fire me. Too many customer complaints, ya know?"
"I see." Lucia replied, and then excepted the offer. "I'll be right back with it." She said, and walked off.
"Getting something to warm you up?" Ryou chimed, leaning on Lucia's shoulder. "Looks like it," she replied.
The green-haired girl came back just minutes later, handing over a large cup with a literal mountain of whip cream on top of the substance inside. "Here ya go!" She said as she handed it to Lucia and took the money from her. "Hope ya enjoy!" She said as they walked to a table, then grumbled something about life sucking.
Lucia sipped her drink, looking quite comical with a nose covered in whip cream. Ryou laughed softly and shook his head. "Aww, are you laughing at my cute little nose?" Lucia joked.
Ryou nodded and laughed harder. "Pssh, fine then." She began lapping up all the whip cream left that didn't reside on her face, and she then used a napkin to wipe the rest off her nose and cheeks. Ryou was nearly crying now he was laughing so hard. "Oh come on, I'm not that dorky, am I?" Lucia pouted.
"You know what, why don't I help you with that? You missed some." Ryou said, and before Lucia had a chance to say a thing, he leaned over the table and licked the white substance off her left cheek, immediately turning beet-red as he realized what he had done.
"Thanks." She said with a smile, kissing him gently and then bringing her cup to her lips. He sat down, rested his head on his arms and grinned up at her, "No problem!"
.
Bakura was pissed off. Livid. He stormed into the café, looking as though he was stir-crazy. He had never felt so jealous and angry.
After witnessing that, he swore to himself he'd kill Lucia if she ever came near him again.
He hovered over the two, gaze mainly focused on the blue-haired teen. They both looked up at him confusedly. "Bakura?" Ryou questioned.
Bakura ignored him, and glared at Lucia. "Ok, whore, I'll make this nice and simple for you," he spat. Lucia looked bewildered beyond compare. The tomb robber continued, but not before grabbing Ryou's wrist and pulling him up off the chair. "Stay away from Ryou, unless you have a death wish."
"Kura, stop it!" The smaller of the two look-a-likes cried, trying to free his wrist.
"Choose." Bakura growled. "W-what do you mean?" Ryou stammered, eyes widening. "The whore or me." He replied, freeing his prisoner.
Poor Ryou looked like someone had slapped him. "B-but… you can't…" He was having trouble forming a full sentence. "Do you think I'm kidding around, Ryou!?" Bakura yelled. He snorted as he saw the tears welling up in his hikari's eyes.
"Fine." He grabbed Lucia's cup of hot chocolate and sent it flying through the air towards a window. "Goodbye." He said as the glass shattered.
He walked out slowly, leaving Ryou in tears and Lucia literally stunned.
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Ariku: I'm sorry… don't hurt me… I turned really, REALLY lazy…
Miya: Once again, who are you talking to?
Ariku: Myself.
Miya: Ah, I see.