MilleniumGirl: (does happy-that-the-reviewers-were-so-awesome dance) HI!
Flight Attendant: ssssSSSSSSSsss
MG: Um O.k I'll hurry it up, and just so you know I'm being held hostage by the zombie flight attendant because someone filed a complaint about my beginning and ending being too long and...
Flight Attendant: SSSSSSSSSS!!!!!
MG: 0o;; EEP, I mean I don't own Yu-gi-oh and yeah, here's the story!
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Rain splattered the windows and the wind whipped around outside the house. Ryou sat quietly inside on the kitchen table, trying to have a decent discussion with his yami, avoiding the subject of blood. Needless to say, there were other things Bakura could think to talk about.
"So... um... the rain..." Ryou said, looking onto the porch.
"I like it. It's cold," Bakura said, flipping through the paper.
Ryou took notice of this unusual behavior. "Why are you reading the paper?"
"It's not against the law, is it?" Bakura responded dryly.
"Well, I was just curious... I mean, you usually use it for other things besides reading..." Ryou said cautiously.
"Hey!" Bakura snapped. "I only did that once, and you were thankful, too, that I found something good to clean the blood up with..."
Ryou shuddered and changed the subject. "So, anything... er... interesting in the paper? That you're reading?" He added unnecessarily.
"Yeah, this stupid slut had consensual sex with some dude be..." Bakura began, but his hikari snapped at him.
"Not what I wanted to hear. Anything... else, that isn't about the little wonders of society..." Ryou said, rolling his eyes.
Bakura's expression remained consistent as he said, "Well, this girl got raped..."
"NO, GREAT SCOTT! SOMETHING THAT DOESN'T PERSONIFY THE COMPLEXITIES OF THIS DISENTIGRATING MELANCHOLY SOCIETY, AS IN MURDER OR RAPE OR ETCETERA!!!" Ryou said angrily.
"What?"
Ryou slammed his head on the table.
"Hikari, don't do that, you'll give yourself a concussion."
"There! That's it! Anything in the paper concerning medical, political, recreational, other?"
"Well, there is something in the Garden section about roses..."
Ryou turned white and ran out of the room. Bakura rolled his eyes and flipped back to the page about the rape. But when he looked out the window, he saw the beautiful cold, wet rain, and it called to him. He went outside and down unto the grass. Bakura took a deep breath and stretched. But then he froze, his nose quivering. He smelled blood. Bakura smiled and followed the scent, expecting a dying animal, or, even better, a person...
But he was led to the rosebush. He curiously inspected the base, and then the leaves, finding nothing. His eyes fell upon the roses. Bakura moved his head closer and closer to the bush until his nose touched something inside the blossom. He withdrew quickly, but it was only a bee. Pinching its soaked wings between his fingers, he smirked as he watched it struggle and try to sting him. He put it on the grass by his feet and stepped on it, satisfied with the sharp crunching sound it made. He then turned back to the rosebush.
The smirk fell off his face.
There were bees crawling out of the roses. Not just honeybees, either. Big, slick-bodied wasps and fat black bumbles emerged from the blossoms as well. The rosebush came alive with humming. Bakura took a step backwards.
There was something wrong with these insects. They were not behaving normally. Instead of buzzing around the flowers in circles, the bees had perched themselves on the tip of the roses, wings flapping. They were all facing Bakura, who had made a quick observation. All hundred or so of these bees were covered in blood...
...like the blood from the roses... like they had come to get pollen, like a regular bee, and somehow been taken over...
...the rosebush was making them do this...
Bakura had little other thoughts afterwards except to save himself from the bees. As one, they launched themselves from their petals and attacked him. The rain fogged his vision, so the attackers came as small blackened dots toward him. Being so small and so numerous, they were a difficult enemy, and Bakura found himself becoming desperate. He recognized the pains of hundreds of bee stings across his body. Waving his arm around madly, he made a mental note to never mess with a bee again.
He audibly cursed the rosebush. But nothing like that would help him. Feeling his arms go numb from loss of blood, hearing nothing but the squirmy sounds of insects on his body and the continuous humming of the ones in the air, he tried to flee. His legs failed him and his head hit concrete.
It was black. And then...
Bakura saw a face. When his eyes had at last focused, he realized Ryou was standing over him with a concerned look on his face. Bakura sat up, mumbling.
"Damn bees..." he said, looking at his arms, which his hikari had done a nice job of bandaging up.
"Damn bees! Is that all you can say? I was coming outside as they attacked you, didn't you hear me? Well, it was AWFUL, I thought you were going to die of blood loss or something..." Ryou panted, wringing his hands.
"I can't die..." Bakura smirked, but stopped when he saw how much distress his hikari was in.
Ryou sat down, his hands to his mouth in horror. "But there were so many..." he said in a shaky voice. Bakura didn't know if he was scared or relieved or worried... maybe all of them. He surveyed the damage to his skin in the reflection of a pan on the kitchen counter. The skin was heeling quickly, so he wasn't worried.... Ryou seemed to be, though.
"Doctor," he said, standing up and snapping his fingers. "That's it, we'll take you to the emergency room and..."
"No! Absolutely not, I refuse to go anywhere near one of those nutcases..." Bakura said, slamming the pot back down.
The noise made Ryou jump. He shook his head and said," No no, 'Kura, the doctors know what they're doing... They'd be able to help..."
Bakura rolled his eyes. "I do not need help, Ryou. You did a fine job bandaging up my arms, but I don't need anything else. It doesn't hurt at all."
Ryou argued with him until he was reminded that the last time Bakura had been forced into a hospital, a doctor and a receptionist had gone missing because of his impatience. He gave up, and answered the phone when it rang.
It was Marik. He went on blabbing about a huge storm for what seemed like 15 minutes, until Bakura grabbed the phone from Ryou and asked to speak to Malik. Then, after Bakura had explained to Malik what had happened with the bees, he got to hear Malik laugh hysterically for what seemed like 15 minutes until Bakura called him a name in Egyptian and slammed the phone down. Ryou laughed and decided he was going to uproot the bush before the big storm. Bakura applauded dryly at this news, saying that the bush was a waste of time in the first place.
"Well, it sure is pretty to look at, until you see the blood... then it's not so great..." Ryou said, shuddering.
"I liked that part. I don't like those hyped up bees, though. Well, the stupid bush should be easy to get out of the ground with the ground being so soft and all," Bakura said, looking out at the rain.
"Yes," his hikari agreed. "I'll go outside right now and..."
Bakura started an argument by saying that he should dig it up. It lasted for several minutes until Bakura stated that Ryou didn't have the physical strength or mental power to rip up a living thing. He was agreed with half- heartedly and sent outside with a rain jacket, which he quickly discarded of once outside. Cautiously in case there were any bees close by, Bakura ripped the bush out by its roots and threw it over the fence.
He would soon come to regret it.
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MilleniumGirl: (sitting next to angry zombie) Hi again! I can take as long as I want to say something now, because I beat the flight attendant! But I still don't get who filed that complaint...
Flight Attendant: sss
MG: Oh, so you mean Malik dragged you out of my other story to keep me hostage so I couldn't talk for so long because he wanted me to hurry up and get to the part where Bakura got stung by bees because he thought it was funny?
Flight Attendant: (nods)
MG: Aha! Well, please review, and come back for the next chapter!!!!
Flight Attendant: ssssSSSSSSSsss
MG: Um O.k I'll hurry it up, and just so you know I'm being held hostage by the zombie flight attendant because someone filed a complaint about my beginning and ending being too long and...
Flight Attendant: SSSSSSSSSS!!!!!
MG: 0o;; EEP, I mean I don't own Yu-gi-oh and yeah, here's the story!
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Rain splattered the windows and the wind whipped around outside the house. Ryou sat quietly inside on the kitchen table, trying to have a decent discussion with his yami, avoiding the subject of blood. Needless to say, there were other things Bakura could think to talk about.
"So... um... the rain..." Ryou said, looking onto the porch.
"I like it. It's cold," Bakura said, flipping through the paper.
Ryou took notice of this unusual behavior. "Why are you reading the paper?"
"It's not against the law, is it?" Bakura responded dryly.
"Well, I was just curious... I mean, you usually use it for other things besides reading..." Ryou said cautiously.
"Hey!" Bakura snapped. "I only did that once, and you were thankful, too, that I found something good to clean the blood up with..."
Ryou shuddered and changed the subject. "So, anything... er... interesting in the paper? That you're reading?" He added unnecessarily.
"Yeah, this stupid slut had consensual sex with some dude be..." Bakura began, but his hikari snapped at him.
"Not what I wanted to hear. Anything... else, that isn't about the little wonders of society..." Ryou said, rolling his eyes.
Bakura's expression remained consistent as he said, "Well, this girl got raped..."
"NO, GREAT SCOTT! SOMETHING THAT DOESN'T PERSONIFY THE COMPLEXITIES OF THIS DISENTIGRATING MELANCHOLY SOCIETY, AS IN MURDER OR RAPE OR ETCETERA!!!" Ryou said angrily.
"What?"
Ryou slammed his head on the table.
"Hikari, don't do that, you'll give yourself a concussion."
"There! That's it! Anything in the paper concerning medical, political, recreational, other?"
"Well, there is something in the Garden section about roses..."
Ryou turned white and ran out of the room. Bakura rolled his eyes and flipped back to the page about the rape. But when he looked out the window, he saw the beautiful cold, wet rain, and it called to him. He went outside and down unto the grass. Bakura took a deep breath and stretched. But then he froze, his nose quivering. He smelled blood. Bakura smiled and followed the scent, expecting a dying animal, or, even better, a person...
But he was led to the rosebush. He curiously inspected the base, and then the leaves, finding nothing. His eyes fell upon the roses. Bakura moved his head closer and closer to the bush until his nose touched something inside the blossom. He withdrew quickly, but it was only a bee. Pinching its soaked wings between his fingers, he smirked as he watched it struggle and try to sting him. He put it on the grass by his feet and stepped on it, satisfied with the sharp crunching sound it made. He then turned back to the rosebush.
The smirk fell off his face.
There were bees crawling out of the roses. Not just honeybees, either. Big, slick-bodied wasps and fat black bumbles emerged from the blossoms as well. The rosebush came alive with humming. Bakura took a step backwards.
There was something wrong with these insects. They were not behaving normally. Instead of buzzing around the flowers in circles, the bees had perched themselves on the tip of the roses, wings flapping. They were all facing Bakura, who had made a quick observation. All hundred or so of these bees were covered in blood...
...like the blood from the roses... like they had come to get pollen, like a regular bee, and somehow been taken over...
...the rosebush was making them do this...
Bakura had little other thoughts afterwards except to save himself from the bees. As one, they launched themselves from their petals and attacked him. The rain fogged his vision, so the attackers came as small blackened dots toward him. Being so small and so numerous, they were a difficult enemy, and Bakura found himself becoming desperate. He recognized the pains of hundreds of bee stings across his body. Waving his arm around madly, he made a mental note to never mess with a bee again.
He audibly cursed the rosebush. But nothing like that would help him. Feeling his arms go numb from loss of blood, hearing nothing but the squirmy sounds of insects on his body and the continuous humming of the ones in the air, he tried to flee. His legs failed him and his head hit concrete.
It was black. And then...
Bakura saw a face. When his eyes had at last focused, he realized Ryou was standing over him with a concerned look on his face. Bakura sat up, mumbling.
"Damn bees..." he said, looking at his arms, which his hikari had done a nice job of bandaging up.
"Damn bees! Is that all you can say? I was coming outside as they attacked you, didn't you hear me? Well, it was AWFUL, I thought you were going to die of blood loss or something..." Ryou panted, wringing his hands.
"I can't die..." Bakura smirked, but stopped when he saw how much distress his hikari was in.
Ryou sat down, his hands to his mouth in horror. "But there were so many..." he said in a shaky voice. Bakura didn't know if he was scared or relieved or worried... maybe all of them. He surveyed the damage to his skin in the reflection of a pan on the kitchen counter. The skin was heeling quickly, so he wasn't worried.... Ryou seemed to be, though.
"Doctor," he said, standing up and snapping his fingers. "That's it, we'll take you to the emergency room and..."
"No! Absolutely not, I refuse to go anywhere near one of those nutcases..." Bakura said, slamming the pot back down.
The noise made Ryou jump. He shook his head and said," No no, 'Kura, the doctors know what they're doing... They'd be able to help..."
Bakura rolled his eyes. "I do not need help, Ryou. You did a fine job bandaging up my arms, but I don't need anything else. It doesn't hurt at all."
Ryou argued with him until he was reminded that the last time Bakura had been forced into a hospital, a doctor and a receptionist had gone missing because of his impatience. He gave up, and answered the phone when it rang.
It was Marik. He went on blabbing about a huge storm for what seemed like 15 minutes, until Bakura grabbed the phone from Ryou and asked to speak to Malik. Then, after Bakura had explained to Malik what had happened with the bees, he got to hear Malik laugh hysterically for what seemed like 15 minutes until Bakura called him a name in Egyptian and slammed the phone down. Ryou laughed and decided he was going to uproot the bush before the big storm. Bakura applauded dryly at this news, saying that the bush was a waste of time in the first place.
"Well, it sure is pretty to look at, until you see the blood... then it's not so great..." Ryou said, shuddering.
"I liked that part. I don't like those hyped up bees, though. Well, the stupid bush should be easy to get out of the ground with the ground being so soft and all," Bakura said, looking out at the rain.
"Yes," his hikari agreed. "I'll go outside right now and..."
Bakura started an argument by saying that he should dig it up. It lasted for several minutes until Bakura stated that Ryou didn't have the physical strength or mental power to rip up a living thing. He was agreed with half- heartedly and sent outside with a rain jacket, which he quickly discarded of once outside. Cautiously in case there were any bees close by, Bakura ripped the bush out by its roots and threw it over the fence.
He would soon come to regret it.
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MilleniumGirl: (sitting next to angry zombie) Hi again! I can take as long as I want to say something now, because I beat the flight attendant! But I still don't get who filed that complaint...
Flight Attendant: sss
MG: Oh, so you mean Malik dragged you out of my other story to keep me hostage so I couldn't talk for so long because he wanted me to hurry up and get to the part where Bakura got stung by bees because he thought it was funny?
Flight Attendant: (nods)
MG: Aha! Well, please review, and come back for the next chapter!!!!