Disclaimer: I don't own Digimo- I mean...I don't own Yugioh..yeah...Yugioh..heh....
From the Authoress (and other YGO characters) : Yeah, yeah. all of you yell at me. I've taken so long to update...but I bet half of you are like, "no, not really. I found things to keep myself occupied. I hardly thought about it". Yeah, that's not how I am, but whatever.
Bakura: It's girl Scout Cookie season. That's why it's taken so long.
Din: ......what? That has nothing to do with it.
Bakura: Yes it does. Your too busy eating them to write.
Din: Shut up. Cloud Jr. Needs some love.
Bakura: ....if his name is Cloud Jr, then who's the real Cloud?
Din: Cloud Strife. The hottie from final Fantasy 7. I had sex with him a few times, but you finished off the job.
Bakura: ....bloody prostitute.
Din: Ooookkaaayyy....ignore my third husband, he's in a bad mood, just like Cloud Jr.
--Okay, people, another question! How is it that, If Theif Bakura turned to sand (o_O still don't get that) at the end of the Ancient Egypt Saga...how did he get into the Sennen Ring? And is Yami Bakura really....Thief Bakura, like his name states and what he looks like, or his he Zork I-Cant-purnounce-his-last-name, like he claims? o.O I don't get that. It's confusing to me...what do you all think?
But, In response to your reviews...
@KuramaandHiei4ever: Accually, his real name is Pharaoh Atem, or Atemu. ^^ And of course I wouldn't kill of Ryou...yet...heh...
@Link-Roy-Marth-Lover: You don't want to spoil it? Oh well, I just did. ^^ Thanks!
@MalletWielderofDoom: I TOLD YOU NOT TO HURT MY HUSBAND! YOU CAN WAIT UNTIL THE END OF THE FIC! Have a nice day.
@little-kat-girl: ^^ Were all insane, and Yami's name is Pharaoh Atem, or Atemu. Remember that, and tell all the people who have only heard Malik's voice in the Dubs. *mourns for Malik* THEY RUINED MY SECOND HUSBAND!
@Random Thoughts: I TOLD YOU HIS NAME WAS TEDDY BEAR! ^^ At least that's my name for him. I do think, though, that I like Yami over Atem...oh well...I guess I'm just used to hearing the name 'Yami'
@Chibi Chibi Tenshi: Yes! Your right. and that's how most BakuraxRyou fics are, and I love them so much, ^^ so after about 3 years of reading them, I decited to write my own. Glad you like!
@Dark Magician Girl / Hikaru: I know, that chapter was stupid. Just like my fic. -._.- And his name is Atem, or Atemu. And I'll TRY to make this fic/chapter better, but I can't please everyone. I'm sorry!
@Shadadphilaro: ^^ thankies! And I don't know about an ending yet...
@Katia-Chan: Poor you! You should sleep more. And Yami's name is Atem, or Atemu. Who told you it was Bel-um-phore? I otta slap her...but, someone did tell me his real name was Yamasis a while back.
@Chibi-Chichan: YOU LITTLE BITCH! YOU DISTROYED MY SON! *starts to cry* It's not faaaiiiiirrrr!!! I loved him, just like my other....nine husbands!!! *slowly walks off* I need to get more flour...and a shit load of duct tape.... *goes farther into depression* -_-
@StarVixen: Doh! I'm a terrible speller. ^^' And yay! You know his name! My story accually has more like 2 plots, but whatever.
@Lady Ann Kenobi: ...brotherly love? no, sorry, hun...I mean shounen-ai. I mean guyxguy (aka GAY). Don't like, don't read. I said that in the summary.
@Shadow Ishtar: No, who is telling you people that? I've had 3 people who think that's his name @_@ It's Atem, accually. Thankies!
Now, onto the story...
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Two and a half weeks later, Ryou was finally out of the hospital, and heading home. He had a bag full of stuff in his hand, bandages, medicing, instructions, and other things that Ryou was sure he would not be put to waist. It was evening, and there were few people out, but it wasn't that that was bothering Ryou...it was the mere fact of going back home. Back to Bakura. Back to his pain. Back to hell.
The pale hikari looked to the sky. What was wrong? He didn't -hate- Bakura, just feared him...why didn' the hate him, though? Why didn't he detest him fore everything he had put him through? Why didn't he hate Bakura for ruining his life...? Ryou didn't know.
He didn't hate Bakura...he couldn't... "Why??" He said outloud before he knew it.
Sighing, Ryou made his way to his home. One he was there, he unlocked the door, slowly opening the door, and poking his head in. Dark, silent, and empty. Just as Ryou had thought.
"Er....Bakura....?" Ryou called out quietly into the darkness of his house. He didn't dare turn a light on...Bakura didn't like that. "Bakura...??" Ryou called again, only to have silence respond to him. Moving as quietly as possible through his house, placing his bag of supplies on the kitchen counter before moving on, looking around.
Bakura wasn't in the living room. He wasn't in the attic, in which Ryou was sure to make sure it was closed and locked before he quickly moved on. He glanced in the guest room. No one. Then, in his room, in which he saw, none other then, Bakura, who was lying face-up on the bed, his hands behind his head, eyes closed. Apparently, the tomb robber was asleep.
Oddly, Ryou smiled, walking up to his yami's still form, looking down at him. It was funny....Bakura seemed...almost innocent, if anything. When asleep, Bakura seemed totally diffrent.
Without thinking, the hikari reached out, gently brushing away a few strands of hair away from Bakura's face. Once he realized what he did, Ryou's hand shot back, afraid of what would happen if Bakura woke up at that particular moment.
The grave robber only shifted a bit, muttering something in ancient egyptian. About fifteen or twenty minutes later, however, Bakura shifted again, then opened one crimson eye. Looking around, momentarily before opening the other, the slowly sat up, shaking his head out, before seeing his hikari, sitting in one of the armchairs, his legs draped over one of the armrests, the back of his neck resting on the other. Bakura blinked, seeing him.
"....what are -you- doing here?" He asked, frowning.
Ryou jumped in surprise, not aware that his yami had awakened, then quickly turned to him, gulping slightly, "I...I..was...j-just waiting f-for you to...wake up..." he managed to get out, immidietly straightning himself out.
Bakura just raised an eyebrow, rolling his eyes, "Whatever...I'm going out" he said shortly, standing up and stretching abit, before leaving the room. After about a minute, Ryou heard him close the door.
The hikari blinked, stunned. Bakura...didn't....hurt him...? That didn't sound right. What was wrong? Maybe Bakura was drunk, or was suffering a hangover. Yes...that must have been it. Bakura was feeling too shitty after a night of drinking and sex to beat the crap out of his hikari today, Ryou concluded, nodding.
But then...how would that explain Bakura's sudden leave? Ryou had to think about then, but some more logical explanations came to his mind. Bakura was either, a) at a blood bar, as Ryou had figured out he went to one of those often, b) was at a regular bar, there was one down the street, or c) Having a nice time with some whore or prostitute...Bakura did that often, too, much to Ryou'd disgust.
"Whatever..." Ryou sighed, sinking back into the chair, closing his eyes, smiling a little as another, too unreal to be true, thought came to his head....maybe Bakura was going to STOP beating him up..? Na, that would never happen.
Sighing, the hikari walked over to the drawer in his room, pulling out his blade and rolled up his sleeve, walking over to his desk and sitting down, making another cut on his arm. Immidietly, like all the other times in the past, Ryou felt all his troubles and pain leave with the blood. After about five minutes or so, it closed up, and Ryou stood up, rolling his sleeve down, walking down to the kitchen to get something to eat...Ra, he was thirsty. And tired as well.
After getting a glass of water and drinking it, Ryou headed back to the living room, collapsing on the couch, yawning a bit, closing his eyes, and in a few minutes, fell into a deep, and peaceful, sleep.
Oddly, Ryou did not have any nightmares, like he usually did. Nightmares about his yami, his pain, his cutting, ect. But, this time, he had a dream, a good dream, he knew, about his yami, though Ryou doesn't recall the whole details.
He does remember, however, waking up the next morning, not only not on the couch, where he started out, but in his own bed, covered up. (Ryou had not slept in his bed in a long time...Bakura always got that). Blinking, Ryou looked around, quite confused in where he was. It took him about five or so minutes that he was in -his- room. "...how did I get here...?" He asked, slowly getting out of bed and stretching a bit. Could it have been Bakura? No, no....why would his yami carry him up to his room, lay him in bed, and cover him up? It was a stupid thought.
Walking downstairs, he was even more surprised to see, none other, then Bakura, who was asleep on...the couch, the exact place where Ryou had fallen asleep.
The hikari blinked, staring at the sleeping form of his yami, "...do I sleepwalk...?" He asked himself. Maybe, he concluded, that before Bakura got home, Ryou sleptwalked up to his room, where he laid down and slept (not to hard, as Ryou had read that some people drive cars or cook in their sleep o_O), and Bakura had arrived later, too tired or hung-over to pry his hikari off -his- spot, so he just settled down on the couch. sitting down in one of the chairs across from the couch, watching him carefully, taking note of certain things.
Ryou noticed how...innocent..his yami looked when asleep. Eyes closed, not that harsh, cruel look (or sometimes, a drunk look) on his face, the hikari took note of how much they were so alike. But, Ryou knew, that looks could be decieving. After all, behind that 'innocent face' was the one Ryou feared the most...and also loved the most.
He sat back in his chair, thinking thoughtfully (wierd choice of words, I know). How could you....-love- someone, but yet -fear- them at the same time? If you feared someone, is that the same as hate, or dislike? And if Ryou really -did- love Bakura, then why the hell doesn't he like it when Bakura hurts him? He's heard stories, where if a wife has an abusive husband, she will like it when he hurts her, since the wife loves the husband so much, or something like that.
Sighing, Ryou sat deeper in his chair, rubbing his temples. He wished he would stop fretting over his yami, stop caring....it was really eating him up. Ryou could have saved BAkura's life a million times over and the spirit wouldn't care...then why does he continue too look after him?
"I don't do it for him..." Ryou muttered, "I do it...so that way....I'll feel better..." It was true, wasn't it? Yeah...it was.
Bakura shifted in his sleep, muttering something in ancient Egyptian.
Ryou looked back at him, sitting up slightly. What had Bakura said? Was he having a nightmare? He continued to watch his yami...even when Bakura's eyes slowly opened, and the innocent face fell, Bakura's cruel mask of a face coming back on.
The spirit sat up and yawned slightly, shaking his head, then turned, immidietly spotting Ryou. He frowned. "Will you -always- be here when I wake up??" He said gruffly.
Ryou shrugged, "Er...sorry. I just....there was nothing better to do, I guess....." He said, looking to the ground....Ryou cursed himself. What a horrible excuse! He was in for it now.
Bakura blinked, raising an eyebrow, "You really -are- pathetic, you know that?" He said harshly, then sat up, stretched, and started up the stairs.
His hikari blinked, standing up and taking a few steps toward him, but then stopped ".....your not going to beat me up or anything...?" He asked, wincing a bit.
The tomb robber blinked, turning his head to look at Ryou, ".....you -want- me to?" He said simply, then turned around, continuing to go up the stairs, leaving Ryou, again, standing in the middle of the room, confused beyond imagine.
"Again...he didn't even touch me...." was all he muttered, looking up the stairs, though he couldn't see his yami any longer...
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Din: ^^ yay! Another chapter gone!
Bakura: ...when will this fic end? I have at -least- another five hundred authoress fangirls who want me in their fic, you know.
Din: What? Since when? Your -my- husband, you know....I won't allow you to see other women.
Bakura: Can't do that, sorry.....if any of them are hotter then you, which all of them probobaly are, then I'm going to have to leave...and I never married you.
Din: Remember what I said? You were drunk, and I took advantage of that. Now take care of Cloud Jr.
Bakura: Goddamnit! This isn't even my child! And your fucking flour baby project ended a month and a half ago! Distroy that thing, before I do!
Din: .......there's so much hate in the world.....
Bakura: Your the one looking at gay sex all day....
Din: THAT DOESN'T COUNT! GAY SEX IS COOL!
Bakura: ...your so hopeless...
Cloud strife: ^^ hello!
Din: er....cloud, honey....wrong fic....wrong anime....Wrong everything....
Cloud: .....fine.....don't love me.....
Din: NOOO I LOVE YOU! I SWEAR IT!
Bakura: o_O Geez, woman...I swear to Ra...how many guys do you like?
Din: ^^ Nine. Plus all the guys in Gravitation.
Bakura: ....I shouldn't have asked....
---Remember, people! R&R! And tell me what your views on Bakura's Death is! And also....
ATTENTION! ALL READERS -MUST- READ THIS NOTE! There is a manga out there, called Demon Diary. It is a humor/action/adventure/shounen-ai/fantasy manga. Very funny, very cool. It's baisicly about This kid, Raenef, who's really nice and kind-hearted, and this VERY SEXY demon named Eclipse shows up one day and takes him back to a castle, trying to train Raenef into a scary, deadly, frightining demon Lord....even though Raenef can't even strike fear into the hearts of butterflies. It's an awesome manga, wonderful art, it's the kind of manga that, no matter how many times you read it, you can't get enough of it. To see more information on demon diary (view a preview of the first 8 pages, intro, volume summary, character info, ect), email or IM me at The Wanderer415@aol.com, since I can't do links or urls here. ^^ Thank you!
AND THANK YOU ALL YE FAITHFUL REVIEWERS! ^^
THANK YOU ALL YE FAITHFUL REVIEWERS! ^^
From the Authoress (and other YGO characters) : Yeah, yeah. all of you yell at me. I've taken so long to update...but I bet half of you are like, "no, not really. I found things to keep myself occupied. I hardly thought about it". Yeah, that's not how I am, but whatever.
Bakura: It's girl Scout Cookie season. That's why it's taken so long.
Din: ......what? That has nothing to do with it.
Bakura: Yes it does. Your too busy eating them to write.
Din: Shut up. Cloud Jr. Needs some love.
Bakura: ....if his name is Cloud Jr, then who's the real Cloud?
Din: Cloud Strife. The hottie from final Fantasy 7. I had sex with him a few times, but you finished off the job.
Bakura: ....bloody prostitute.
Din: Ooookkaaayyy....ignore my third husband, he's in a bad mood, just like Cloud Jr.
--Okay, people, another question! How is it that, If Theif Bakura turned to sand (o_O still don't get that) at the end of the Ancient Egypt Saga...how did he get into the Sennen Ring? And is Yami Bakura really....Thief Bakura, like his name states and what he looks like, or his he Zork I-Cant-purnounce-his-last-name, like he claims? o.O I don't get that. It's confusing to me...what do you all think?
But, In response to your reviews...
@KuramaandHiei4ever: Accually, his real name is Pharaoh Atem, or Atemu. ^^ And of course I wouldn't kill of Ryou...yet...heh...
@Link-Roy-Marth-Lover: You don't want to spoil it? Oh well, I just did. ^^ Thanks!
@MalletWielderofDoom: I TOLD YOU NOT TO HURT MY HUSBAND! YOU CAN WAIT UNTIL THE END OF THE FIC! Have a nice day.
@little-kat-girl: ^^ Were all insane, and Yami's name is Pharaoh Atem, or Atemu. Remember that, and tell all the people who have only heard Malik's voice in the Dubs. *mourns for Malik* THEY RUINED MY SECOND HUSBAND!
@Random Thoughts: I TOLD YOU HIS NAME WAS TEDDY BEAR! ^^ At least that's my name for him. I do think, though, that I like Yami over Atem...oh well...I guess I'm just used to hearing the name 'Yami'
@Chibi Chibi Tenshi: Yes! Your right. and that's how most BakuraxRyou fics are, and I love them so much, ^^ so after about 3 years of reading them, I decited to write my own. Glad you like!
@Dark Magician Girl / Hikaru: I know, that chapter was stupid. Just like my fic. -._.- And his name is Atem, or Atemu. And I'll TRY to make this fic/chapter better, but I can't please everyone. I'm sorry!
@Shadadphilaro: ^^ thankies! And I don't know about an ending yet...
@Katia-Chan: Poor you! You should sleep more. And Yami's name is Atem, or Atemu. Who told you it was Bel-um-phore? I otta slap her...but, someone did tell me his real name was Yamasis a while back.
@Chibi-Chichan: YOU LITTLE BITCH! YOU DISTROYED MY SON! *starts to cry* It's not faaaiiiiirrrr!!! I loved him, just like my other....nine husbands!!! *slowly walks off* I need to get more flour...and a shit load of duct tape.... *goes farther into depression* -_-
@StarVixen: Doh! I'm a terrible speller. ^^' And yay! You know his name! My story accually has more like 2 plots, but whatever.
@Lady Ann Kenobi: ...brotherly love? no, sorry, hun...I mean shounen-ai. I mean guyxguy (aka GAY). Don't like, don't read. I said that in the summary.
@Shadow Ishtar: No, who is telling you people that? I've had 3 people who think that's his name @_@ It's Atem, accually. Thankies!
Now, onto the story...
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Two and a half weeks later, Ryou was finally out of the hospital, and heading home. He had a bag full of stuff in his hand, bandages, medicing, instructions, and other things that Ryou was sure he would not be put to waist. It was evening, and there were few people out, but it wasn't that that was bothering Ryou...it was the mere fact of going back home. Back to Bakura. Back to his pain. Back to hell.
The pale hikari looked to the sky. What was wrong? He didn't -hate- Bakura, just feared him...why didn' the hate him, though? Why didn't he detest him fore everything he had put him through? Why didn't he hate Bakura for ruining his life...? Ryou didn't know.
He didn't hate Bakura...he couldn't... "Why??" He said outloud before he knew it.
Sighing, Ryou made his way to his home. One he was there, he unlocked the door, slowly opening the door, and poking his head in. Dark, silent, and empty. Just as Ryou had thought.
"Er....Bakura....?" Ryou called out quietly into the darkness of his house. He didn't dare turn a light on...Bakura didn't like that. "Bakura...??" Ryou called again, only to have silence respond to him. Moving as quietly as possible through his house, placing his bag of supplies on the kitchen counter before moving on, looking around.
Bakura wasn't in the living room. He wasn't in the attic, in which Ryou was sure to make sure it was closed and locked before he quickly moved on. He glanced in the guest room. No one. Then, in his room, in which he saw, none other then, Bakura, who was lying face-up on the bed, his hands behind his head, eyes closed. Apparently, the tomb robber was asleep.
Oddly, Ryou smiled, walking up to his yami's still form, looking down at him. It was funny....Bakura seemed...almost innocent, if anything. When asleep, Bakura seemed totally diffrent.
Without thinking, the hikari reached out, gently brushing away a few strands of hair away from Bakura's face. Once he realized what he did, Ryou's hand shot back, afraid of what would happen if Bakura woke up at that particular moment.
The grave robber only shifted a bit, muttering something in ancient egyptian. About fifteen or twenty minutes later, however, Bakura shifted again, then opened one crimson eye. Looking around, momentarily before opening the other, the slowly sat up, shaking his head out, before seeing his hikari, sitting in one of the armchairs, his legs draped over one of the armrests, the back of his neck resting on the other. Bakura blinked, seeing him.
"....what are -you- doing here?" He asked, frowning.
Ryou jumped in surprise, not aware that his yami had awakened, then quickly turned to him, gulping slightly, "I...I..was...j-just waiting f-for you to...wake up..." he managed to get out, immidietly straightning himself out.
Bakura just raised an eyebrow, rolling his eyes, "Whatever...I'm going out" he said shortly, standing up and stretching abit, before leaving the room. After about a minute, Ryou heard him close the door.
The hikari blinked, stunned. Bakura...didn't....hurt him...? That didn't sound right. What was wrong? Maybe Bakura was drunk, or was suffering a hangover. Yes...that must have been it. Bakura was feeling too shitty after a night of drinking and sex to beat the crap out of his hikari today, Ryou concluded, nodding.
But then...how would that explain Bakura's sudden leave? Ryou had to think about then, but some more logical explanations came to his mind. Bakura was either, a) at a blood bar, as Ryou had figured out he went to one of those often, b) was at a regular bar, there was one down the street, or c) Having a nice time with some whore or prostitute...Bakura did that often, too, much to Ryou'd disgust.
"Whatever..." Ryou sighed, sinking back into the chair, closing his eyes, smiling a little as another, too unreal to be true, thought came to his head....maybe Bakura was going to STOP beating him up..? Na, that would never happen.
Sighing, the hikari walked over to the drawer in his room, pulling out his blade and rolled up his sleeve, walking over to his desk and sitting down, making another cut on his arm. Immidietly, like all the other times in the past, Ryou felt all his troubles and pain leave with the blood. After about five minutes or so, it closed up, and Ryou stood up, rolling his sleeve down, walking down to the kitchen to get something to eat...Ra, he was thirsty. And tired as well.
After getting a glass of water and drinking it, Ryou headed back to the living room, collapsing on the couch, yawning a bit, closing his eyes, and in a few minutes, fell into a deep, and peaceful, sleep.
Oddly, Ryou did not have any nightmares, like he usually did. Nightmares about his yami, his pain, his cutting, ect. But, this time, he had a dream, a good dream, he knew, about his yami, though Ryou doesn't recall the whole details.
He does remember, however, waking up the next morning, not only not on the couch, where he started out, but in his own bed, covered up. (Ryou had not slept in his bed in a long time...Bakura always got that). Blinking, Ryou looked around, quite confused in where he was. It took him about five or so minutes that he was in -his- room. "...how did I get here...?" He asked, slowly getting out of bed and stretching a bit. Could it have been Bakura? No, no....why would his yami carry him up to his room, lay him in bed, and cover him up? It was a stupid thought.
Walking downstairs, he was even more surprised to see, none other, then Bakura, who was asleep on...the couch, the exact place where Ryou had fallen asleep.
The hikari blinked, staring at the sleeping form of his yami, "...do I sleepwalk...?" He asked himself. Maybe, he concluded, that before Bakura got home, Ryou sleptwalked up to his room, where he laid down and slept (not to hard, as Ryou had read that some people drive cars or cook in their sleep o_O), and Bakura had arrived later, too tired or hung-over to pry his hikari off -his- spot, so he just settled down on the couch. sitting down in one of the chairs across from the couch, watching him carefully, taking note of certain things.
Ryou noticed how...innocent..his yami looked when asleep. Eyes closed, not that harsh, cruel look (or sometimes, a drunk look) on his face, the hikari took note of how much they were so alike. But, Ryou knew, that looks could be decieving. After all, behind that 'innocent face' was the one Ryou feared the most...and also loved the most.
He sat back in his chair, thinking thoughtfully (wierd choice of words, I know). How could you....-love- someone, but yet -fear- them at the same time? If you feared someone, is that the same as hate, or dislike? And if Ryou really -did- love Bakura, then why the hell doesn't he like it when Bakura hurts him? He's heard stories, where if a wife has an abusive husband, she will like it when he hurts her, since the wife loves the husband so much, or something like that.
Sighing, Ryou sat deeper in his chair, rubbing his temples. He wished he would stop fretting over his yami, stop caring....it was really eating him up. Ryou could have saved BAkura's life a million times over and the spirit wouldn't care...then why does he continue too look after him?
"I don't do it for him..." Ryou muttered, "I do it...so that way....I'll feel better..." It was true, wasn't it? Yeah...it was.
Bakura shifted in his sleep, muttering something in ancient Egyptian.
Ryou looked back at him, sitting up slightly. What had Bakura said? Was he having a nightmare? He continued to watch his yami...even when Bakura's eyes slowly opened, and the innocent face fell, Bakura's cruel mask of a face coming back on.
The spirit sat up and yawned slightly, shaking his head, then turned, immidietly spotting Ryou. He frowned. "Will you -always- be here when I wake up??" He said gruffly.
Ryou shrugged, "Er...sorry. I just....there was nothing better to do, I guess....." He said, looking to the ground....Ryou cursed himself. What a horrible excuse! He was in for it now.
Bakura blinked, raising an eyebrow, "You really -are- pathetic, you know that?" He said harshly, then sat up, stretched, and started up the stairs.
His hikari blinked, standing up and taking a few steps toward him, but then stopped ".....your not going to beat me up or anything...?" He asked, wincing a bit.
The tomb robber blinked, turning his head to look at Ryou, ".....you -want- me to?" He said simply, then turned around, continuing to go up the stairs, leaving Ryou, again, standing in the middle of the room, confused beyond imagine.
"Again...he didn't even touch me...." was all he muttered, looking up the stairs, though he couldn't see his yami any longer...
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Din: ^^ yay! Another chapter gone!
Bakura: ...when will this fic end? I have at -least- another five hundred authoress fangirls who want me in their fic, you know.
Din: What? Since when? Your -my- husband, you know....I won't allow you to see other women.
Bakura: Can't do that, sorry.....if any of them are hotter then you, which all of them probobaly are, then I'm going to have to leave...and I never married you.
Din: Remember what I said? You were drunk, and I took advantage of that. Now take care of Cloud Jr.
Bakura: Goddamnit! This isn't even my child! And your fucking flour baby project ended a month and a half ago! Distroy that thing, before I do!
Din: .......there's so much hate in the world.....
Bakura: Your the one looking at gay sex all day....
Din: THAT DOESN'T COUNT! GAY SEX IS COOL!
Bakura: ...your so hopeless...
Cloud strife: ^^ hello!
Din: er....cloud, honey....wrong fic....wrong anime....Wrong everything....
Cloud: .....fine.....don't love me.....
Din: NOOO I LOVE YOU! I SWEAR IT!
Bakura: o_O Geez, woman...I swear to Ra...how many guys do you like?
Din: ^^ Nine. Plus all the guys in Gravitation.
Bakura: ....I shouldn't have asked....
---Remember, people! R&R! And tell me what your views on Bakura's Death is! And also....
ATTENTION! ALL READERS -MUST- READ THIS NOTE! There is a manga out there, called Demon Diary. It is a humor/action/adventure/shounen-ai/fantasy manga. Very funny, very cool. It's baisicly about This kid, Raenef, who's really nice and kind-hearted, and this VERY SEXY demon named Eclipse shows up one day and takes him back to a castle, trying to train Raenef into a scary, deadly, frightining demon Lord....even though Raenef can't even strike fear into the hearts of butterflies. It's an awesome manga, wonderful art, it's the kind of manga that, no matter how many times you read it, you can't get enough of it. To see more information on demon diary (view a preview of the first 8 pages, intro, volume summary, character info, ect), email or IM me at The Wanderer415@aol.com, since I can't do links or urls here. ^^ Thank you!
AND THANK YOU ALL YE FAITHFUL REVIEWERS! ^^
THANK YOU ALL YE FAITHFUL REVIEWERS! ^^