Topazia: Wow, didn't know this many people would like this story. Lol...oh
well Here's the next chapter as promised. Thanks goes out to all those that
reviewed the first chapter and enjoy.
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"Bless you."
"Thanks Yugi." Yami replied, rubbing his nose in that cute way that made me say 'aww'.
As much as he hated it I had to giggle. "You know Yami, they say when you sneeze someone is talking about you." I said thoughtfully, my head tilted. "Wonder who it could be?"
"Whoever it is I can tell you now it's not good." With a smirk Yami walked over to the refrigerator and opened it to pour himself some juice. There was something about that last statement that made me suspicious.
"Yami did you talk to Bakura like I asked?" my innocent eyes bore into his dark ones and he shifted uncomfortably. "Well did you?" Oh! So he's acting like he can't here me now, time to ship out the heavy artillery. My bottom lip poked out slightly in an 'I can't believe you don't trust me!' pout and I sighed...
"Alright damn it Stop! I can't stand the cuteness!" He yelled throwing his hands up in defeat. Of course he couldn't stand the cuteness. No one could resist my charms. "I did talk to him...sort of." He trailed off, refusing to meet my eyes.
"What's that supposed to mean!" I demanded. "You didn't say a word to him did you? I can't believe you Yami! I ask you to do one thing, that's all. How come you couldn't think of it as a game? Like dueling, strip poker, or pissing off Kaiba?"
He sighed. "Look, your guilt trip is working lay off. Besides, that thick headed freak wouldn't listen so I had to use other means." He smirked.
My hand went up to my mouth in disbelief. "Yami! You weren't supposed to send him to the shadow realm. You could have at least knocked him around a little bit, but you didn't have to send him there!"
He chuckled. "Yugi...trust me. What I did to him is far worse and more interesting than anything that the shadow realm can do. We should go see him tomorrow."
"Are you sure he'll want to see us? I mean whatever you did to him, I'm sure he's pretty upset about it." I stated my face full of worry. Bakura scared me, simple as that there was no use in lying.
Yami just chuckled and took a swig of his juice, well...my juice to be exact. The very juice that I bought with my own money. And here he was drinking it without my permission. Oh he would pay. He must have sensed my thoughts for he started choking and quickly changed the subject. "Bakura's always mad. I don't see how you can tell the difference."
"Yami!"
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Ryou's POV
The grandfather clock in the hallway chimed again. It was the only thing moving in the house. Oh sure, me and Bakura was here but that doesn't necessarily mean there was much movement.
Bakura had busied him...I mean herself with glaring holes into random parts of the house and me? You want to know what I was doing? Well I was staring. There were just some many things that were different about this 'new' Bakura.
It's like getting a new computer but you don't touch it because your wondering what buttons to push first. Well Bakura wasn't exactly a computer. He or she now, which ever one you prefer was more like a time bomb.
"What the hell are you looking at?" he snapped, glaring with his arms crossed over that hilariously perky chest of his.
I chuckled nervously and scratched the back of my head. Come on Ryou! You can think of a good excuse. "I was just noticing how perky you are!" I blabbed, my eyes widening upon realizing what was just said.
Oh shit! That so did not come out right! I didn't mean to say it but I was starting straight at his chest and it just and that horrible word came out. Couldn't help but fidget after that happened.
"Perky am I?" he repeated sinisterly and I semi shook my head yes and no at the same time. Talk about confusing. "You're enjoying this aren't you?"
Okay think Ryou...this has to be a trick question... My chin rested on the palm of my hand. "Well, if you mean by enjoying that I find this humorous, then yes." I squeaked, nodding after deciding that was my final answer.
"You've got a lot of balls to say that to me kid." Bakura smirked. "It almost makes me not want to beat the shit out of you." He added almost too kindly and I snorted with a roll of my eyes.
"Yes I do, more then you'll have for a while." I had to say it. It was true, after all. He turned those dark eyes on me and I giggled, suddenly feeling less threatened now.
"You still think it's funny?" He snapped leaping from his spot and tackling me off the couch. Squeaking I struggled beneath his grip, suddenly regretting ever making fun of my yami. That was until a little voice spoke to me.
'Ryou! You dumbass! Use the Force! Use the force!'
It was almost as if a light went off in my head for as soon as the voice was heard I ended up knocking Bakura off of me and pinning him to the floor instead. A goofy grin spread across my face and I leaned forwards, propping my elbows lightly on his squish chest (still not comfortable with the word breast) so that my head my rest on my hand.
"There can be miracles! When you believe!" I sang happily. So maybe I wasn't as weak as I thought I was. "Ryou if you don't get off of me you're going to need one hell of a miracle to remove my hands from your neck." He hissed and I giggled, deciding that now was the perfect time to test one of Bakura's new 'buttons'. "Okay." I shrugged, getting off, but not be for squeezing one of the mounds I had been resting on.
The spirit shrieked, turning an interesting shade of red I never thought I'd see on him in a million years. Of course I fell over laughing, literally. Oh how the mighty have fallen! "Ryou!"
Wiping the tears from my eyes I looked up to see a very pissed Bakura. Not that it was anything new. You see, I'm used to stuff like this. Now would be the time that I run like hell while Bakura chases me around the house screaming obscenities.
/Oh shit!/
//Oh shit is right you little bastard!//
/What are you talking about? I know my father!/
Bakura charged at me and I quickly scrambled to my feet and ran. His new body did give him some speed but he was no match for my frightened as hell rabbit speed and of course I stayed in the lead with him on my heels.
Living with Bakura you learn a few things, one being to never run in a straight line. With a yelp I ducked as the phonebook flew over my head and headed towards the stairs. It didn't take long for me to reach the top and I quickly dived into the shadows of the hallway, watching as Bakura raced pass me wielding a very menacing looking couch pillow. What? Anything in my Yami's possession is menacing!
I darted out of the shadows and down the steps. Unfortunately Bakura must have heard for he was after me again. The door was insight just ahead of me, jumping for it I quickly undid the locks and threw the door open.
My head turned to see if he was still following me only to Find Bakura gone. I would have started dancing if I hadn't run into something, or someone to be exact. "Ow..." I mumbled, rubbing the sore spot on my head.
"Ow is right, you've go a pretty hard head there." My eyes widened and I grinned.
"Malik! What are you doing here?" I chirped. Yay! Someone to save me from Bakura! Speaking of that albino haired psycho where was he anyway?
The blonde shrugged and helped me to my feet. "We were just stopping through." He replied with a nod behind him where his darker half stood. "So where's Bakura?"
I backed up into the doorway of the house, and looked over my shoulder. Maybe Bakura was off hiding somewhere...waiting. "Well if it isn't the demonic duo Freddy and Jason!" I called towards the stairs.
Malik looked shocked. "Us? Demonic? I wouldn't dream of being that way! Would you Marik?" he turned to his yami, putting on a seemingly 'hurt' face.
"Of course not." Came the reply. The couple smirked at each other and pushed past me, stepping into the living room of the house.
"Oh Bakura! There's an innocent group of Boy scouts looking for a trip to the shadow realm down by the mall! You interested?" Malik called.
It was then when I realized why Bakura disappeared. He must have noticed Malik and Marik coming and went into hiding. He must not have wanted to have anyone seeing him the way he is now. "Um, Bakura's sick! He's not feeling well." I stated.
"Bakura never gets sick. What are you talking about?" Marik stated. His face formed a frown and I gulped. Just because he was friendly now doesn't mean I completely trusted him. At times he could be just as horrifying as my Yami if not more.
"The day that bastard gets sick I'll pack up my snowboard and take a nice Vacation down to hell." Malik snickered, point over his shoulder.
"They say it's nice there went it snows. There's so much to do." Marik stated thoughtfully and I stared at the couple in awe. Were they serious?
"That does sound nice. We can make snow psychos!" Malik clasped his hands together. His face held something that resembled madness, but then this is Malik Ishtar we're talking about.
"You mean Snow angels?" I corrected with a raised eyebrow.
Marik shook his head with, a small smile on his face. "Whatever...same thing."
Malik walked towards the stairs and ascended them, much to my dismay. "I'm going up to Bakura's room now! I hope he isn't doing anything to mentally scar or traumatize me for the rest of my life!" the blonde called.
/Hey Bakura...?/
//Keep him away! Keep him away!//
/Have you lost your bloody mind?! What do you expect me to do with Malik and Marik?/
//Make up something! Anything!//
/It's too late! Malik's at the top, cover up or something, I'm coming/
Shaking off my trance I quickly raced up the stairs, glancing back at Marik. His eyes bore into mines in a way that made me uncomfortable; it was creepy in a way.
"Malik stop!" I yelled, sighing with relief when I saw Bakura was indeed covered up by his blankets. "See? Told you he's not feeling well."
The blonde snickered and shook his index finger in my face. "And we told you that Bakura's never sick. He's well...dead." He reached over and yanked the covers away from my yami. "Wake up Sunshine! It's a beautiful day and you promised to help us terrorized the town!" he grinned and I shuddered at the thought. One day their going to really get in trouble and the cops are going to arrest me thinking I'm Bakura.
"What the hell is wrong with you!" Bakura snapped. He turned over and sat up and I sighed in defeat, slapping my palm to my forehead, so much for staying hidden. We really need to work on his anger management. "Can't you see I'm busy?"
"Oh wow, sorry lady I must have the wrong room. But while we're here...where have you been all my life?"
Bakura threw a shoe at the blonde, who easily caught it in his hand. "Malik you asshole! Did you come here just to pester me?" My yami sneered, standing up just to cross his arms over his chest. I guess he thought it would more menacing.
"Actually we had a date with disastrous chaos. Didn't know you fixed a sex change into your schedule." Malik flashed that charming smile of his. "Nice ass by the way..."
"Maybe you should go talk to Yami if your new look disturbs you so much." I suggested. As much as I liked him this way, he looked so much better as guy.
"Not a Bad idea Ryou." Bakura smirked. "I'm feeling better already. Malik we can still have our fun...we just have to change locations. To the game shop!"
He stormed off with the blonde close behind. It probably would be wise to at least call Yugi and inform him of the hell coming his way but Bakura turned back to glare at me.
//Pick up that phone and I'll smash your fingers...//
As if that wasn't enough to scare the shit out of me he sent Marik up the stairs after me and the blonde Psycho promptly picked me up and carried me screaming from the house. Oh what a day...
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Topazia: This is fun. XD! I'm enjoying this...are you? Anyway the next chapter should prove interesting. The confrontation between Yami and Bakura! Should prove interesting, ne? Anyway as I've said before Bakura won't be staying a female. He'll be changed back eventually...Yami just has to tell him how.
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"Bless you."
"Thanks Yugi." Yami replied, rubbing his nose in that cute way that made me say 'aww'.
As much as he hated it I had to giggle. "You know Yami, they say when you sneeze someone is talking about you." I said thoughtfully, my head tilted. "Wonder who it could be?"
"Whoever it is I can tell you now it's not good." With a smirk Yami walked over to the refrigerator and opened it to pour himself some juice. There was something about that last statement that made me suspicious.
"Yami did you talk to Bakura like I asked?" my innocent eyes bore into his dark ones and he shifted uncomfortably. "Well did you?" Oh! So he's acting like he can't here me now, time to ship out the heavy artillery. My bottom lip poked out slightly in an 'I can't believe you don't trust me!' pout and I sighed...
"Alright damn it Stop! I can't stand the cuteness!" He yelled throwing his hands up in defeat. Of course he couldn't stand the cuteness. No one could resist my charms. "I did talk to him...sort of." He trailed off, refusing to meet my eyes.
"What's that supposed to mean!" I demanded. "You didn't say a word to him did you? I can't believe you Yami! I ask you to do one thing, that's all. How come you couldn't think of it as a game? Like dueling, strip poker, or pissing off Kaiba?"
He sighed. "Look, your guilt trip is working lay off. Besides, that thick headed freak wouldn't listen so I had to use other means." He smirked.
My hand went up to my mouth in disbelief. "Yami! You weren't supposed to send him to the shadow realm. You could have at least knocked him around a little bit, but you didn't have to send him there!"
He chuckled. "Yugi...trust me. What I did to him is far worse and more interesting than anything that the shadow realm can do. We should go see him tomorrow."
"Are you sure he'll want to see us? I mean whatever you did to him, I'm sure he's pretty upset about it." I stated my face full of worry. Bakura scared me, simple as that there was no use in lying.
Yami just chuckled and took a swig of his juice, well...my juice to be exact. The very juice that I bought with my own money. And here he was drinking it without my permission. Oh he would pay. He must have sensed my thoughts for he started choking and quickly changed the subject. "Bakura's always mad. I don't see how you can tell the difference."
"Yami!"
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Ryou's POV
The grandfather clock in the hallway chimed again. It was the only thing moving in the house. Oh sure, me and Bakura was here but that doesn't necessarily mean there was much movement.
Bakura had busied him...I mean herself with glaring holes into random parts of the house and me? You want to know what I was doing? Well I was staring. There were just some many things that were different about this 'new' Bakura.
It's like getting a new computer but you don't touch it because your wondering what buttons to push first. Well Bakura wasn't exactly a computer. He or she now, which ever one you prefer was more like a time bomb.
"What the hell are you looking at?" he snapped, glaring with his arms crossed over that hilariously perky chest of his.
I chuckled nervously and scratched the back of my head. Come on Ryou! You can think of a good excuse. "I was just noticing how perky you are!" I blabbed, my eyes widening upon realizing what was just said.
Oh shit! That so did not come out right! I didn't mean to say it but I was starting straight at his chest and it just and that horrible word came out. Couldn't help but fidget after that happened.
"Perky am I?" he repeated sinisterly and I semi shook my head yes and no at the same time. Talk about confusing. "You're enjoying this aren't you?"
Okay think Ryou...this has to be a trick question... My chin rested on the palm of my hand. "Well, if you mean by enjoying that I find this humorous, then yes." I squeaked, nodding after deciding that was my final answer.
"You've got a lot of balls to say that to me kid." Bakura smirked. "It almost makes me not want to beat the shit out of you." He added almost too kindly and I snorted with a roll of my eyes.
"Yes I do, more then you'll have for a while." I had to say it. It was true, after all. He turned those dark eyes on me and I giggled, suddenly feeling less threatened now.
"You still think it's funny?" He snapped leaping from his spot and tackling me off the couch. Squeaking I struggled beneath his grip, suddenly regretting ever making fun of my yami. That was until a little voice spoke to me.
'Ryou! You dumbass! Use the Force! Use the force!'
It was almost as if a light went off in my head for as soon as the voice was heard I ended up knocking Bakura off of me and pinning him to the floor instead. A goofy grin spread across my face and I leaned forwards, propping my elbows lightly on his squish chest (still not comfortable with the word breast) so that my head my rest on my hand.
"There can be miracles! When you believe!" I sang happily. So maybe I wasn't as weak as I thought I was. "Ryou if you don't get off of me you're going to need one hell of a miracle to remove my hands from your neck." He hissed and I giggled, deciding that now was the perfect time to test one of Bakura's new 'buttons'. "Okay." I shrugged, getting off, but not be for squeezing one of the mounds I had been resting on.
The spirit shrieked, turning an interesting shade of red I never thought I'd see on him in a million years. Of course I fell over laughing, literally. Oh how the mighty have fallen! "Ryou!"
Wiping the tears from my eyes I looked up to see a very pissed Bakura. Not that it was anything new. You see, I'm used to stuff like this. Now would be the time that I run like hell while Bakura chases me around the house screaming obscenities.
/Oh shit!/
//Oh shit is right you little bastard!//
/What are you talking about? I know my father!/
Bakura charged at me and I quickly scrambled to my feet and ran. His new body did give him some speed but he was no match for my frightened as hell rabbit speed and of course I stayed in the lead with him on my heels.
Living with Bakura you learn a few things, one being to never run in a straight line. With a yelp I ducked as the phonebook flew over my head and headed towards the stairs. It didn't take long for me to reach the top and I quickly dived into the shadows of the hallway, watching as Bakura raced pass me wielding a very menacing looking couch pillow. What? Anything in my Yami's possession is menacing!
I darted out of the shadows and down the steps. Unfortunately Bakura must have heard for he was after me again. The door was insight just ahead of me, jumping for it I quickly undid the locks and threw the door open.
My head turned to see if he was still following me only to Find Bakura gone. I would have started dancing if I hadn't run into something, or someone to be exact. "Ow..." I mumbled, rubbing the sore spot on my head.
"Ow is right, you've go a pretty hard head there." My eyes widened and I grinned.
"Malik! What are you doing here?" I chirped. Yay! Someone to save me from Bakura! Speaking of that albino haired psycho where was he anyway?
The blonde shrugged and helped me to my feet. "We were just stopping through." He replied with a nod behind him where his darker half stood. "So where's Bakura?"
I backed up into the doorway of the house, and looked over my shoulder. Maybe Bakura was off hiding somewhere...waiting. "Well if it isn't the demonic duo Freddy and Jason!" I called towards the stairs.
Malik looked shocked. "Us? Demonic? I wouldn't dream of being that way! Would you Marik?" he turned to his yami, putting on a seemingly 'hurt' face.
"Of course not." Came the reply. The couple smirked at each other and pushed past me, stepping into the living room of the house.
"Oh Bakura! There's an innocent group of Boy scouts looking for a trip to the shadow realm down by the mall! You interested?" Malik called.
It was then when I realized why Bakura disappeared. He must have noticed Malik and Marik coming and went into hiding. He must not have wanted to have anyone seeing him the way he is now. "Um, Bakura's sick! He's not feeling well." I stated.
"Bakura never gets sick. What are you talking about?" Marik stated. His face formed a frown and I gulped. Just because he was friendly now doesn't mean I completely trusted him. At times he could be just as horrifying as my Yami if not more.
"The day that bastard gets sick I'll pack up my snowboard and take a nice Vacation down to hell." Malik snickered, point over his shoulder.
"They say it's nice there went it snows. There's so much to do." Marik stated thoughtfully and I stared at the couple in awe. Were they serious?
"That does sound nice. We can make snow psychos!" Malik clasped his hands together. His face held something that resembled madness, but then this is Malik Ishtar we're talking about.
"You mean Snow angels?" I corrected with a raised eyebrow.
Marik shook his head with, a small smile on his face. "Whatever...same thing."
Malik walked towards the stairs and ascended them, much to my dismay. "I'm going up to Bakura's room now! I hope he isn't doing anything to mentally scar or traumatize me for the rest of my life!" the blonde called.
/Hey Bakura...?/
//Keep him away! Keep him away!//
/Have you lost your bloody mind?! What do you expect me to do with Malik and Marik?/
//Make up something! Anything!//
/It's too late! Malik's at the top, cover up or something, I'm coming/
Shaking off my trance I quickly raced up the stairs, glancing back at Marik. His eyes bore into mines in a way that made me uncomfortable; it was creepy in a way.
"Malik stop!" I yelled, sighing with relief when I saw Bakura was indeed covered up by his blankets. "See? Told you he's not feeling well."
The blonde snickered and shook his index finger in my face. "And we told you that Bakura's never sick. He's well...dead." He reached over and yanked the covers away from my yami. "Wake up Sunshine! It's a beautiful day and you promised to help us terrorized the town!" he grinned and I shuddered at the thought. One day their going to really get in trouble and the cops are going to arrest me thinking I'm Bakura.
"What the hell is wrong with you!" Bakura snapped. He turned over and sat up and I sighed in defeat, slapping my palm to my forehead, so much for staying hidden. We really need to work on his anger management. "Can't you see I'm busy?"
"Oh wow, sorry lady I must have the wrong room. But while we're here...where have you been all my life?"
Bakura threw a shoe at the blonde, who easily caught it in his hand. "Malik you asshole! Did you come here just to pester me?" My yami sneered, standing up just to cross his arms over his chest. I guess he thought it would more menacing.
"Actually we had a date with disastrous chaos. Didn't know you fixed a sex change into your schedule." Malik flashed that charming smile of his. "Nice ass by the way..."
"Maybe you should go talk to Yami if your new look disturbs you so much." I suggested. As much as I liked him this way, he looked so much better as guy.
"Not a Bad idea Ryou." Bakura smirked. "I'm feeling better already. Malik we can still have our fun...we just have to change locations. To the game shop!"
He stormed off with the blonde close behind. It probably would be wise to at least call Yugi and inform him of the hell coming his way but Bakura turned back to glare at me.
//Pick up that phone and I'll smash your fingers...//
As if that wasn't enough to scare the shit out of me he sent Marik up the stairs after me and the blonde Psycho promptly picked me up and carried me screaming from the house. Oh what a day...
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Topazia: This is fun. XD! I'm enjoying this...are you? Anyway the next chapter should prove interesting. The confrontation between Yami and Bakura! Should prove interesting, ne? Anyway as I've said before Bakura won't be staying a female. He'll be changed back eventually...Yami just has to tell him how.