Chapter Eleven- Catcalls
Bakura grabbed a washcloth and started scrubbing the table next to Yami. So close, and yet… oh, that statement is so overused.
He scrubbed the table harder. We should have been able to get something on Yami by now! Or at least have gotten caught.
He groaned. This skirt is not helping me at all. I feel that every time I bend over, that guy behind me tries to look up my skirt. Do I really look that much like a girl? He turned around and saw the guy give a catcall.
The albino let out a disgruntled breath and walked over to the guy, "Is there something I can do for you?"
The guy gave a drunken laugh, "A'course, lil lady. I'm sure der is s'mething that y'could do." He laughed again with his tongue lolling out of his mouth.
Bakura groaned again, and spoke in a deep voice, "I don't." he grabbed the guy by the shirt and hurled him out, "And if you come back in here, I'll forget I'm a lady!" He shut the door after him and turned around.
If any more pervs try to bed me, blackmailing Yami will be the least of my concerns.
The albino went back to the table he was cleaning, this time sitting down so he could listen in to the conversation more easily.
"So, Timmy, what have you done today?"
"Well, I went to the candy store, and I got a big lollipop! And it was really good, and then my mommy went to a clothing store and this one lady was really bitching in there so I had to wait outside, and there I met this really funny guy! And he was all quiet and boring, but then I got him really pissed and he yelled and said-"
"Nnnnnoooo!!" yelled Marik from across the café. He ran over to the kid, picked him up, and ran out, yelling, "Viva las Lollipop!!" Two seconds later, he ran back in and grabbed Bakura, "Come wench!"
"Let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go!" whined the boy, "Let me go, let me go, let me g-"
"Shut up!" yelled Bakura.
The boy gasped, "You're that funny guy!" he looked at the uniform that Bakura was wearing, "My mommy told me about guys like you."
Bakura's eyes twitched, "Well? Now what Marik? We got the kid! What do we do with him?"
Marik pondered, before his eyes lighting up, "I got it!" he grabbed the backpack he was wearing and stuffed the kid into it. Zipping it up, he looked pleased, "Well, that's done."
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