I really dislike disclaimers. I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh.
Ding-Dong. Anzu rang the doorbell. Bakura opened the door. "Hey is Malik here?" she asked, "I was about to go to the mall and I wondered if he wanted to come."
Bakura shook his head, "No, he's out right now visiting his sister."
Anzu smelt a beautiful aroma coming from the kitchen of the apartment, "Hey is that pomegranate tea?" she asked.
"Yes," Bakura replied softly, "but I believe I made too much, would mind staying to help me finish it?"
Anzu decided for a moment and then responded, "Sure, I guess."
They sat at the table drinking the tea. For the most part they were silent. Bakura's reason being he had trouble with awkward silences and Anzu's reason was simply she was checking Bakura out. Suddenly a loud demonic cry came form the ground. Anzu was now holding onto Bakura's arm, she was uber afraid. Bakura walked over to the window and saw a filthy, flea ridden, and rabid hobo. It rushed around letting out more horrendous screams. Anzu whimpered. Bakura wasn't too comfortable with Anzu holding on to him, he felt extremely awkward. Quickly without much though he grabbed a bag of rice lying near his feet and threw it at the hobo. He hadn't really put that much thought into what he was doing, he just hoped to shut the creature up. "Is it dead?" whispered Anzu with her eyes closed in fear. Bakura watched as the hobo fell on its back from the blow and land in the middle of street. The load roar of Malik's motocycle was heard as he rode in and parked atop the hobo, not noticing it, the weight of his chopper crushed the hobo, killing it.
"Now it is," replied Bakura.
Malik opened the door and looked at Anzu and Bakura. Luckily though now Anzu wasn't clinging to Bakura. He wasn't sure what to think.
"She was looking for you," Bakura said calmly, "I told her that she could stay for tea when a hobo outside went ballistic." Bakura was relieved that Malik was here now. He had trouble talking to girls he thought had a crush on him, but guys that was easy, especially Malik, though he no longer felt that way.
Malik's face was filled with concern, "Are you two alright?" he asked.
"Were fine now, it's dead," Anzu said.
Malik sighed, "It may be a lawsuit but at least you're both safe now.
To be continued.
Ding-Dong. Anzu rang the doorbell. Bakura opened the door. "Hey is Malik here?" she asked, "I was about to go to the mall and I wondered if he wanted to come."
Bakura shook his head, "No, he's out right now visiting his sister."
Anzu smelt a beautiful aroma coming from the kitchen of the apartment, "Hey is that pomegranate tea?" she asked.
"Yes," Bakura replied softly, "but I believe I made too much, would mind staying to help me finish it?"
Anzu decided for a moment and then responded, "Sure, I guess."
They sat at the table drinking the tea. For the most part they were silent. Bakura's reason being he had trouble with awkward silences and Anzu's reason was simply she was checking Bakura out. Suddenly a loud demonic cry came form the ground. Anzu was now holding onto Bakura's arm, she was uber afraid. Bakura walked over to the window and saw a filthy, flea ridden, and rabid hobo. It rushed around letting out more horrendous screams. Anzu whimpered. Bakura wasn't too comfortable with Anzu holding on to him, he felt extremely awkward. Quickly without much though he grabbed a bag of rice lying near his feet and threw it at the hobo. He hadn't really put that much thought into what he was doing, he just hoped to shut the creature up. "Is it dead?" whispered Anzu with her eyes closed in fear. Bakura watched as the hobo fell on its back from the blow and land in the middle of street. The load roar of Malik's motocycle was heard as he rode in and parked atop the hobo, not noticing it, the weight of his chopper crushed the hobo, killing it.
"Now it is," replied Bakura.
Malik opened the door and looked at Anzu and Bakura. Luckily though now Anzu wasn't clinging to Bakura. He wasn't sure what to think.
"She was looking for you," Bakura said calmly, "I told her that she could stay for tea when a hobo outside went ballistic." Bakura was relieved that Malik was here now. He had trouble talking to girls he thought had a crush on him, but guys that was easy, especially Malik, though he no longer felt that way.
Malik's face was filled with concern, "Are you two alright?" he asked.
"Were fine now, it's dead," Anzu said.
Malik sighed, "It may be a lawsuit but at least you're both safe now.
To be continued.