Topazia: Sorry guys! It usually doesn't take me so long to update but I've been busy with random school stuff, projects, test, and all the other stuff teachers throw at you on the last minuet to piss you off. Whatever...oh well.
Ryou's POVI awoke the next day to a heavenly smell. It was coming from the kitchen and whatever it was it made my stomach growl dismally. It was then when I realized that Bakura was gone.
Was that him in the kitchen? He's never cooked before so what the hell? To make matters worse there was a thin layer of smoke coming from the room. Okay, now it was time to panic.
Jumping up from the warm couch I raced into the kitchen. "Stop!" I screamed.
Bakura froze and turned around to face me, a slight dazed look on his face. He had on a pair of sweatpants and one of my old school t-shirts. That mop that some like to distinguish as hair was actually combed back into a lose pony tail at the back of his head. "Oh hey, good morning...or good afternoon to be exact." He said lazily.
"Bakura..." I started slowly. "What are you doing?"
"What does it look like? I got hungry so I got up and decided to cook." He shrugged and held up a spatula in one hand while the other rest on his hip. "Got a problem?''
"Um...Yeah...is that supposed to smoke like that?" I pointed to the pot behind him.
He stared at me for a while then turned back to his pot, flipping whatever it was over, applying pressure, and then removed the stuff from the pan. I was in total awe. "Yami where did you learn how to cook?" I asked. He had never done it before so I was curious to know how he did it.
"The news this morning." He replied with a shrug and my jaw dropped. You mean he was playing in my kitchen with some damn instructions from a random fat guy on the news?
He fixed two plates and sat down putting the extra one next to his then motioned for me to sit down and eat. "Go ahead, try some." He stared at me intently and I gulped, looking at the plate then at him and back again. Was he serious?
More than a little nervous I slowly slide into my chair and reached for a fork. It certainly smelled good. When the fork sliced into to it a gooey yellow substance oozed out and I froze, as if I wasn't scared enough already. I was going to die, this was his revenge for me laughing and teasing him for the past few days. He was trying to poison me.
"Damn it Ryou it's just a ham and cheese omelet. I'm not trying to kill you." He sighed in an annoyed tone.
I nodded, looking around until my eyes fell on the clock on the stove. The time read 1:27pm. "Yami, why are you eating breakfast so late?" I couldn't help but ask.
"I was too lazy to make it this morning, but I'm hungry now and eggs was the only thing in the refrigerator." He stated, shoving a spoon full of stuff in his mouth. Well he didn't fall over dead so I guess that means it's safe.
With a shrug I lifted the fork full of food to my mouth and nibbled, watching Bakura the whole time. Not that he was paying me much attention mind you; he was staring off into space. "It's very good." I marveled after I found myself still perfectly happy moments later.
"Thanks, I guess."
"Hey what's wrong?" He had done something good for once! You'd think he'd at least be semi happy! Some people...
"I don't feel good suddenly. My stomach hurts, morning sickness maybe?" He replied with a frown and my fork fell with a clatter. I was right...the food was poisoned and I was going to die. Bakura glared at me and stood from the table, slamming the chair back in place.
"Would you feel more comfortable if I left? Is that what you want? You make me sick you know that?" he shouted. "Everything I do has to be fucking wrong!"
Woah, didn't mean to make him angry. Now I've done it. My eyes nervously shifted around the room as the walls began to fade only to be replaced by the endless void that was the shadow realm. "Yami I didn't mean to..." I cowered. Oh hell, find a happy place! Find a happy place! Find a happy place!
"Whatever." He muttered, storming off to his room I guess, the void fading with him. I really didn't mean to upset Bakura...honestly I didn't. I would never. I guess it was just one of those days. Tea explained to me one day that it's normal for girls to have random mood swings, I guess now Bakura just fell right into the category.
The new Bakura was starting to annoy me. I don't mind change but this was too much. My feet carried me up the stairs and into my Yami's room. He lay on his bed; his eyes were cast towards the ceiling. "Bakura..."
"Don't say anything. I know I've been unfair to you." He said. "Just frustrated I guess." He replied softly.
"Well dude, I would be too. You've grown coconuts and your manhood's taking a vacation." I chuckled. "And as if that isn't traumatizing enough you seem to be adjusting!"
He sat up and scratched his head. "Whatever," he sneered lazily. "I have to go on living. And besides, what do you expect me to do?"
"Well for starters you could start being nicer to me." I chirped cheerfully. "You have too, it's what Yami said."
That seemed to trigger something because I couldn't help be notice the slight twitching coming from Bakura's left eye. "Get out." He stated, a finger pointed towards the door.
"What? What I do?" What was he mad about?
"Get the hell out!" he bellowed, tossing random things my way as if to prove his point. If you ask me most of those items came too close for comfort, like that heavy boot or that clothes iron.
I quickly ducked into the safety of the hallway and shut the door behind me before making my second mistake of the day. "I told you, you were acting more like a girl! You're bitching again!" I shouted.
The next thing you know Bakura was back to his...er...her... (aw whatever) self again because he decided to make it his job to chase me around the house. This time he was screaming obscenities that would most likely leave me a little more than mentally scared.
There was only one thing to do. Leave the house! I opened the door and sprinted off the porch only stopping when I heard the door slam with a click behind me. Oh shit...
(A/N: for some reason Bakura's slash marks aren't arppearing when I preview so I'm using quotes for whenever Bakura speaks.)
/Yami! How you gone lock me out my own house!/
'I just did it didn't I?'
/You gotta open the door sometime. I feed you!/
'Not really, I can live off of eggs and ordered food...'
/With no money?/
' Take the food once it's delivered then send the poor fool to the shadow realm, simple as that.'
/The cops will eventually come looking for the delivery guy!/
' Oh they'll find him, after they get sent to the shadow realm too.'
I stomped my foot angrily. He was so stubborn. /If you don't open this door I'll make Yami turn you into a kitten!/ I fumed.
'Either way you still have to live with me and this kitten refuses to 'play nice'...'
Growling in defeat I cut off the link and started walking towards the only person that could help me, the only person that I could actually trust to help me get back at Bakura.
My hand lightly rapped on the door of the cozy brick home and I stood waiting, a slight pout on my face until the door creaked open. "Why the long face sweet cheeks?"
"Malik are you up for a game of plot against Bakura because he's evil?" I asked innocently.
The blond shrugged and leaned against the frame of the door. "Oh I don't know, what's the rules?" he raised an eyebrow in interest.
"You listen to my story then come up with the best way to run my Yami crazy based on that." I stated.
"Sounds interesting, Come in." he stepped aside, smirking with a smirk that I knew all too well. Like I said, I went to a person that I could trust and now revenge would be sweet.
Topazia: Writer's block is a bitch. Lol...