Spiderweb: Why are you confused? *pulls hair* Urgh, why is everyone confused?! It's in Bakura's nature to be evil. Live with it.

Amy Hirosaki: *huggle* Better? In this chapter I'll explain everything, dun worry.

Tha girl that likes Darren Hayes: I'm listening to Santa Maria as I write this reply. Yeah, I spoke German then. Mmm. Thanks for the fudge and marshmallows. I don't fancy marshmallows much, but I would accept fudge any day. But dun worry, Bakura won't stay long with the OC. Or is it OOC? I get confused then I forget.

Berrful Hunter: *huggle* Better? Oh, and what don't you understand about Natale? She is one of my really stupid friends, no offense to her. And can you all tell me why you are confused? I don't see how. *sniff* Someone tell me how!

Tamachan444: I know I'm evil. I try so hard, heh. Why do you hate this story? Don't worry, it will get sweet and loving! Oh and read the Genre. IT IS ANGST. Think about that, why doancha.

DM: Since everyone seems confused, I'll try to explain what's happening. Since Bakura is just evil, and he knows Ryou likes a girl named Natale, Bakura is going to attempt for him and Natale to fall in love. Then he thinks Ryou will eventually commit suicide or something for doing such mean things. Here is y'alls update!

*~*The next day*~*

Bakura had an idea in mind as he twisted and turned the dial on his locker. "31, 12, 39…"

As his locker came open after several tries, he had to drop his book bag to catch some flowers of many colors falling out of it. The idea he had dreamily flowed out as his eyes nearly popped out of his head when he read the name at the bottom of the card.

Dear Bakura,

It happens all too quickly, doesn't it? Well, I'll make this quick.

I love you more than all the stars in universe, grains of sand on the beach…clothes on your floor [1].

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Bakura's eyes nearly popped out in joy when he saw who it was from. This was just too good.

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"Natale, I don't think you should have done that," her best friend and fraternal twin, Nikoru, told her. "You will not gain anything from breaking his heart."

"How do you know if he even likes me?" Natale seemed wary of her friend.

Nikoru smirked. "I saw him this morning. He looked positively gleeful when he read the note. I just wish you wouldn't do it. Why would you want to?"

Natale merely shrugged. "I just want to have some fun. Come on, We'll be late for World Civ." Their schedules were exactly the same, down to every class and their times. For first period, they had World Civilizations (a.k.a. history). For their second, they had a computer class called Computer Technology (duh). The next class the 2 high school sophomore girls had was Map/Bio/Chem. It was a triple class of Medical Anatomy, Physiology, Biology and Chemistry. For their 4th class, they had Algebra intermediate.

Then came B day, which was their next day. For their 5th class, they had Honors English with a teacher that thought it was a compliment to be called a pig (A/n: seriously, he does). For 6th, they had German II with a man with too much time to himself. For 7th, they once again Map/Bio/Chem. That was the problem with having a triple class, you had it both days. For 8th they had Seminary.

As Bakura walked into World Civ late, he caught the eye of Natale. She smiled sweetly at him as he ambled past her and took his seat at the next table. He smirked at her, not revealing if he also had those same thoughts. She frowned, and she sat her head down on her desk and starting to write something as their late teacher stumbled into the room with apologies.

As Bakura was reading his magazine, a note was set on his desk. He opened it and it read, 'Did you like the flowers this morning?'

He wrote, 'Flowers? There were flowers?' and sent it back over to Natale. He glanced over and when she opened it she looked both confused and stunned.

However, he found the note back on his desk. 'The flowers I left in your locker.' He was frozen. He didn't know what to write, and then one thing came to his mind. He scribbled a reply and sent it back over, burying his face in his arms from embarrassment.

He had told her he loved her too. (A/n: *slaps forehead* this is going to be harder than I though)

As she read this, she became suddenly gleeful. Both of their evil, evil plans were working.

*~*Later that day*~*

As Bakura put his Math book back into his locker, he closed it to find Natale on the other side of the door. She looked positively radiant, even though she still wore the simple jeans and T-shirt along with a big, wide smile.

"Hey, you," Bakura purred. "What is it you want?" he asked, hoping he wasn't sounding harsh.

She just shrugged. "Maybe we could go out, sometime." She nearly slapped herself for sounding so stupid.

Bakura smiled. "I would like that very much so. 7:00 tonight okay for you?" He hoped that with all his might it was okay with her.

She nodded and started towards the front doors. "See you tonight," she said while blowing a kiss his way.

*~*That night*~*

Bakura took forever in the bathroom, combing and brushing his hair so that it looked it whitest. He had added blue tints that wash out at the tips, to bring out the blue in his pants and his vest. He had told Ryou he had some meeting to go to for yamis, so Ryou had ventured to Yugi's house.

When he knocked on Natale's door and she answered, she too looked stunningly beautiful. She wore a beautiful purple-blue skirt and a matching turtleneck that hugged her upper body like a second skin. Her hair was in curls-no, not pipe curls, they were curls that looked like they were little curls of ribbon on a present. She had on some sparkling diamond earrings and when she moved, they glimmered in the moonlight.

Bakura held out his arm. "Shall we?"

She took it with a small giggle. He seemed so evil because there was a cloud of darkness hanging around him, yet he was just so proper and such a gentleman (to some people, anyways).

*~*At Yugi's house*~*

Ryou was very quiet the whole time, except for sighing every once in a while. Every time Yugi tried to talk to talk to him, Ryou would just get that glazed-over look in his eyes, indicating that he was in his soul room. A few minutes later, he would come back out and start sighing all over again.

Yugi went up to his room and tried to talk to Yami, but it was no use, for Yami kept nuzzling and moaning into Yugi's shoulder since his neck was covered by the leather collar.

"Y-Yami," Yugi tried to be firm in his words, but Yami's touches felt so good. "W-we ne-need to t-talk t-to R-Ryou," Yugi said, trying not to laugh from the tickling sensations he was getting from his dark side.

"Why?" Yami purred.

"YAMI! STOP!" Even Yugi surprised himself by his words, and what they did.

The words made Yami actually stop.

"Yami," Yugi spoke with a deep, seductive tone, getting Yami into that mode again, "if you don't stop, you sleep on the floor tonight AND no fun for a week!" Yugi knew Yami couldn't handle both.

Yami knew Yugi couldn't wait that long, but he didn't want to chance it. If Yami kept making seductive motions towards Yugi, he knew Yugi would get mad.

After all, we all know how scary a mad hikari can be. Not even Malik with his evil and his darkness and his Shadow Realm can be as scary as a mad hikari. I quote cloud-1-3-5, In a Room: "Ryou's eyes flashed with a crazed sparkle, and for a second Yugi could have sworn there were two Bakuras in the room." Enough said?

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1-that last sentence was in a birthday card I got once.

DM: Like I said, never make a hikari mad.

Ryou and Yugi: Have or will you?

DM: Oh, I haven't yet in this story, but I will eventually. *runs from Ryou and Yugi*

Bakura: That's what ya get.

DM: *smacks forehead* oh onegai iie, don't quote blazing kadochi. It's enough she's already in this story, I don't need fictional characters quoting her too. Wait a sec, that's her brother's saying. Never mind then.

Now people, you know the drill. Read and review. IGE! IGE! IGE! Heh…suggestions accepted.