Okay, people, I must be some kind of pathological liar or something.
I know that I promised you more frequent updates, and I am so sorry for not
coming through on that. Just to show I am sorry: if you review this
extremely short, pathetic excuse for a chapter, feel free to chuck any
random objects at my head while doing so. There, I hope that makes you
feel better. Anyway, on a better note, thank you all so much for
reviewing!!! ,
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! or anything else that may have slipped in there unnoticed.
Ryou stormed over to the couch where his yami was pretending not to notice him, or at least not care. He swatted the spirit numerous times with the book in his hand before he finally calmed down. Bakura sat up and looked his hikari directly in the eye, his own expression a mixture of amusement and pure annoyance. "Ra, you hit like a girl," he stated smoothly, snatching the booklet from his awestruck light and flipping to the page in question. "Why, whatever did I do that was so bad?" he asked as innocently as possible, studying the page. At this, Ryou snapped out of his momentary daze, grabbing the open book and waving it through the air like a madman. "You know darn well that Yami does not look like that!" he shouted at the spirit.
Bakura just sat there with wide, not too puppy-doggish eyes, if you get my drift. "What, I thought the stink lines were a nice touch," he said in defense. Sure enough, the page with Yugi's phone number was covered in crude doodles, a la Bakura, of the pharaoh and his hikari. Ryou just sighed and fell back onto the couch, eye twitching. "Yeah, whatever," he said, slamming his head against the back of the seat over and over again. Bakura watched on for about five minutes, until Ryou finally sat up. He looked slightly alarmed, though it could have just been the dain bramage setting in. "I forgot about the clock!" he exclaimed to no one in particular. racing into the kitchen. "That was sure a quick change in moods," thought the spirit, "I sure hope he hasn't been into those hormone supplements again." At that moment, Ryou came speeding back into the living room to retrieve his address book. He stopped abruptly, faced his yami, and made an interesting sound that resembled "meep meep" before heading back to the kitchen. "Or the sugar," added Bakura."
Sorry about the extremely short, pathetic excuse for a chapter, but maybe writing less each time will help me update more often. Oh well. Thanks for the reviews, which made me want to slam my head against the couch. You people are too kind, you make me feel really bad for not updating. Well, chuck away!!! ,
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! or anything else that may have slipped in there unnoticed.
Ryou stormed over to the couch where his yami was pretending not to notice him, or at least not care. He swatted the spirit numerous times with the book in his hand before he finally calmed down. Bakura sat up and looked his hikari directly in the eye, his own expression a mixture of amusement and pure annoyance. "Ra, you hit like a girl," he stated smoothly, snatching the booklet from his awestruck light and flipping to the page in question. "Why, whatever did I do that was so bad?" he asked as innocently as possible, studying the page. At this, Ryou snapped out of his momentary daze, grabbing the open book and waving it through the air like a madman. "You know darn well that Yami does not look like that!" he shouted at the spirit.
Bakura just sat there with wide, not too puppy-doggish eyes, if you get my drift. "What, I thought the stink lines were a nice touch," he said in defense. Sure enough, the page with Yugi's phone number was covered in crude doodles, a la Bakura, of the pharaoh and his hikari. Ryou just sighed and fell back onto the couch, eye twitching. "Yeah, whatever," he said, slamming his head against the back of the seat over and over again. Bakura watched on for about five minutes, until Ryou finally sat up. He looked slightly alarmed, though it could have just been the dain bramage setting in. "I forgot about the clock!" he exclaimed to no one in particular. racing into the kitchen. "That was sure a quick change in moods," thought the spirit, "I sure hope he hasn't been into those hormone supplements again." At that moment, Ryou came speeding back into the living room to retrieve his address book. He stopped abruptly, faced his yami, and made an interesting sound that resembled "meep meep" before heading back to the kitchen. "Or the sugar," added Bakura."
Sorry about the extremely short, pathetic excuse for a chapter, but maybe writing less each time will help me update more often. Oh well. Thanks for the reviews, which made me want to slam my head against the couch. You people are too kind, you make me feel really bad for not updating. Well, chuck away!!! ,