I'm so sorry for the lateness, my best friend just left for her country and
would never return so you can see I'm facing a depression stage. Well now
I'm all good, so on with the story, again sorry for the lateness. Oh and
THANK YOU ALL REVIWERS! You guys rocks, candies for all! well on
with the story. I have to say, this chap was pretty hard to write, took
some time but anyways enjoy!
Bakura sneaked a serene smile upon her and tightened his grip around her wrist. His face remained stern but streaks of hope clouded over his pleading stare. From where they stood, Tea could easily sense his heavy breathing which only added more dismay to her respond.
Tea jerked her head and looked at him tactfully. The second she intercept stares with him, she felt a roaring passion pouring out of his eyes that she could not resist. She quickly looked away and widened her eyes bleakly to find agonizing pain boiled inside her.
"I-I can't," Tea spat afterward, fidgeting furtively to escape his enraged looks pinned on her.
The tip of her eyes watched his shoulder sag and a monstrous snarl left his month. Remorse flashed in his eyes and ingested hate lingered on his face. Tea quickly turned her face away to shade herself in case he lurched for her.
Her eyes twitched in fear when Bakura set a malicious look openly at her. She winced and shut her eyes when she sensed his body glides over slowly. His finger linked firmly around hers that caused it to turn red. His weight began adding on her and sinking her down. Tea clenched her teeth from wailing out at his attack direct at her, she know he is mad. This is probably the first time he been rejected this many times. Her back is now facing him and from examining the shadows reflected on the ground, his body leaned further down and an arm flew into the air that rammed her way.
Tea let out a howling squeak and bended her head down in defense. Slick of sweat rolled down her cheek and mutual fear stretched taut cross her face. However no sound came or any sort of attack. Instead an arm tugged over her waist and pulled her back. The hand cupped around her shoulders dragged her further in. A finger lingered on her face and pealed gently on her eyelid for it to open.
Where am I? Tea reluctantly forced her eyes to open and was seized with perplex. She felt short breathe moaned against her and cringed when she discovered arms placed aside her that rammed herself in. Her heart lurched. She is cradled in someone's embrace. NO! She jerked her head and looked up. There she faced the most agonizing look she ever saw. Streak of rage hissed in his eyes that penetrated on her.
She shifted around and strangely found her face stirring feverishly. Patches of red seeped through her cheek at their close distance. Her jaws dropped and she tried cautiously not to meet his glare. A gust of wind brushed against them and their hair ruffled messily in the air. Before Tea could find an excuse to leave, the hand brought her closer and his head slumped onto her shoulder.
"Tea . . ." he groaned and ran his finger around her frizzled fair.
Squeezing in his snuggle, Tea felt hot sizzles danced in her spine and her head spinning piercingly. "Bakura . . . what is-"
"I-I can't let you go . . ." A wave of mischief tagged in his scratchy tone when he braked.
"But . . . why . . ." Tea trailed off gravely.
"You know the answer to that Gardener." Bakura retorted with hint of menace.
"I-I do but . . ."
"But you don't like me back." Bakura bawled flatly.
"I-I'm sorry Bakura . . ." Tea moped and saw his head sank.
His body flinched and bluntly he strode Tea away from his embrace though his hands still clasped firmly on her shoulder. Hints of heat heaped on her face the minute Bakura faced her again with scorns cursing at her mutely. His face was clipped with stiffness and his glare vexed at her was locked with deep sinister.
"I-"Tea opened her mouth to speak but was held back by a hand clamped over her mouth.
She looked up and saw his head shook gloomily. "No, Tea, don't speak."
Tea stammered but stopped when she realized his petulant eyes stilled on her and quickly closed her month.
Feeling the ominous air present, Tea could only shiver inwardly when Bakura stepped closer. Resentment clouded over his eyes as he let out a grunt.
"Tea . . . "He began.
Just when Tea was about to answer, she froze dumbfounded and only let out a squeak when she sensed Bakura glide forward. Sneaking one peek at her shocked face, he lowered his face and collide his month over hers. The second she felt an exotic lip pressed onto her, vicious sparkles danced in her eyes. Hot sweat streamed down her face when she realized what was happening. She was stern for a second and was then replaced with a pang of hot sizzle rushed in her body that made her blind by her action as she ventured in and returned his favor. A new wave of fury vibrated inside her that made her distress fly and in turn receive this overwhelmed blithe feeling that is strangling inside her. Her breathe slowed meekly and just in the middle, her eyes popped open at a spiteful pain bite into her lips and released a hot taste of blood. Hesitantly he pulled back and let her slit away.
Tea stood motionless and gingerly brought her finger to the part of her mouth where he bite and left a mark with his teeth. She winced and looked at him with puzzling eyes.
"That is how much I like you that it even hurt." Bakura replied.
Tea could only stare at him with blank eyes and uttered but no words came out.
Bakura made no move in saying anything; instead he fell into absent silence and waited for her respond.
"I-I felt something . . ."
Bakura looked at her expectantly and urged her to continue.
"The minute you bite me," Tea hissed. "I-I felt this pain."
Bakura scowled and jeered sulkily. "Of course you feel pain, do you expect to feel nothing after I bite you?"
"No!" Tea spluttered savagely.
Bakura looked a bit taken back but nodded for her to keep going.
"I-I mean your pain." Tea finally concluded.
"My pain?" Hint of doubt tagged in his monotone voice.
"Yes your pain."
Bakura gawked at her, deeply quizzical. "What of it?"
"I felt your pain for me and I know how much it hurt now . . ." Tea trailed off in a sorrow manner.
The minute he saw her melancholy face, a patch of anger boosted in his body and caused him to strike. "I don't need pity if this is what you're trying to say here, Gardener!" He bellowed wrathfully and thrust his fist into open air. Sweat rolled down his cheek as he looked away, ravaged with fatigue.
"No, that is not what I tried to say." Tea said flatly after a moment.
Bakura blinked and darted a furtive peek at her again. "Then what is it?"
"The other feeling . . ." Tea informed promptly. "The other feeling I had."
"Oh. And that feeling is?"
Sneaking a look at his weary face staked with grumpiness, she smiled merely.
"Why are you smiling? What is so funny?!" Bakura glared devilishly at her and scuffed his feet.
Trying to erase the smile on her face, she stated soberly. "You look cute when you're mad."
"Say what?!" He stiffened and pouted haughtily.
Tea giggled stiflingly and looked at his whimpering face.
A shade of red pasted on his cheek as he quickly looked away and tried to keep his voice solemn. "Um about that other feeling?"
"Oh, well" Tea fidgeted and twirled her fingers nervously. "I-um . . . decided to um give it a try." She gulped down the words with inexplicable effort.
"You what?!" Bakura jumped and looked at her again with utterly disbelieve eyes.
"I decided to give it-"
"I know I know I know what you said; I meant what made you change your mind?!" Bakura fretted and grimaced slightly.
"Hey is that supposed to be a happy face or what!" Tea squawked.
Still lost in a daze, Bakura cast back a coy look only to find a bitter face pouted at him.
"Eh? Why are you mad?" Bakura inquired.
"Hey I said I give it a try, aren't you suppose to show some emotion like really happy?" Tea pointed an accusing finger upon his face.
"But, but I am happy!" Bakura argued and was forced back a step by her mulish face.
"Oh." Tea chirped bluntly.
"How do you expect me to show it?" Bakura hustled.
"I don't know like at least smile?" Tea suggested coolly.
"Okay there!" Bakura folded his arms and guffawed out loud and then plastered a fake saccharine smile. "Happy?"
"I-"Tea grinned crookedly and sniffed. "You do know that I know that is fake right?"
Bakura only shrugged sullenly. "You smiled, good enough for me."
Both fell reluctant after his statement and exchanged cherish glimpses until Bakura broke the silence.
"So what made you change your mind?"
"The other feeling." Tea grumbled.
"And that other feeling is?" Bakura questioned, cocking his eyebrows.
"I don't know."
"Say what?" Bakura bristled.
"It's just this feeling."
"Oh this feeling that made you say yes?"
"Right" Tea intoned shortly. "No, it's not pity." She quickly added after seeing his dark expression.
Bakura blinked and simply chuckled evilly. "Right . . ." He mocked in a sarcastic tone.
"Uh-huh, hey where are the others?" Tea huffed and quickly scrambled onto her feet. Her glint was bounced back with two pairs of wondering pupils that glued fiercely on her.
"Tea?" Ryou regarded a sly look.
"Yeah Ryou?"
"He," Ryou raised a finger up at Bakura. "Don't you think he looks a lot like me?" Ryou said with a tender acuteness.
Tea giggled slightly and nodded. "Yeah you do."
By then Bakura had advanced aside Tea and snorted filthily. "Me look like him? Don't compare me with that mutt friend of yours."
"BAKURA!" Tea warned menacingly in an icy tone.
"What?!" Bakura fluttered, playing dumb.
"You promised." Tea said adding more hostile to her voice.
"What did I promise?" Bakura pouted and looked away.
"You promise you would never hurt my friend!" Tea fought back and stomped her feet.
"Yeah so?"
"So don't call them mutt."
"Calling them mutt won't hurt them, calm down." Bakura insisted innocently.
"FINE!" Tea bustled and muttered under her breathe.
"Don't you fine me, sound so gay." Bakura remarked.
"Gay? Yeah, yes indeed, you are gay!" Tea flashed him a hateful look.
"Gay? Me? What the hell?" Bakura glared indignantly boring into her stare. "If I'm gay, then tell me how do I attract girls?"
"You don't!"
"Excuse me?" Bakura seethed through gritting teeth.
"Well at least I feel gay talking to you." Tea gagged coldly.
"And why is that?"
"Well just look at your hair, if I see it from the back, I'm pretty sure I would mistaken you as a girl. So if you ask me, you would probably attract more guys then girls." Tea commented and flashed him a wry look.
Bakura made a sign of gross and pulled a mulish face. "You have a sick mind Tea."
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Do not!"
Ryou and Yugi could only stare dumbfounded at their quarrel, their pupils examined their puffing face that blow hot air one second and turn red the next.
""Let go!" Tea's shrill voice echoed after a moment. She was currently trying to escape from Bakura's clasp but is to let in failure.
"No, not till you say sorry."
"Why should say sorry!" Tea demanded gruffly, yanking her heads back and forth.
"Cuz I said so."
"Well my answer is still no!" Tea braked still trying to break free. "Let go."
Seeing sweats rolled down her cheek, Bakura attempted a dry grin and tightened his grip. "No."
"What is this?!" Tea turned around and sank her stare into his with roaring anger.
"Is that supposed to scare me?" Bakura said, sneering.
Tea continued fuming under her breathe and pouted even more childlike.
A small smirk piled onto his lips as Tea kept sending him devious glares. Slowly the smirk curved wider as he guffawed out loud running into a fit of hysterical laughter.
Tea could only stare dumbfounded with her mouth dripped open. Bakura sneaked a sly look upon her and laughed even louder.
Still feeling deeply quizzical, seeing his frantic face going nut from laughing, a small sound escaped from her mouth as she joined the laugh.
After a moment as the laugh broke out, they exchanged funny glances and quickly looked away.
"W-why did we fight in the first place again?" Bakura stuttered bluntly.
"You started it by calling them mutt." Tea reasoned.
"I still don't know what's wrong by saying that."
"If you choose to be with me and win my approval, then start by showing respect to my friend."
"And what if I choose not to?" Bakura replied in a monotone.
"Simple, you go find yourself another girl more suitable." Tea stated, crossing her arms haughtily.
After a brief pause, and a cough, Bakura yelled. "Fine, fine, fine, whatever, I'll show respect just stop fussing over it."
"No problem." Tea agreed briskly.
Yugi and Ryou only blinked and rolled their eyes at this.
"But Tea?"
"Yeah?"
"Just cuz I want to be with you doesn't give you the right to control me, got it?" Bakura whimpered scratchily.
"I know, I know." Tea nodded and shrugged carelessly.
"Hey! Don't act like you don't care, I'm serious here!" Bakura shouted.
"I said yes, what more do you want. Well you don't just expect to have what you want and sacrifices nothing in return do you?" Tea argued, waving her hands aimlessly in the air above.
"You know if I'm given a chance to choose whoever I like, then it would definitely not be you."
"Yeah so what you're saying is, you can't control who you like right?" Tea insisted promptly.
"S-so I-I can't so what!" Bakura stuttered after a pause.
"No need to get upset, no one can if you ask me." Tea replied back calmly.
"So do you get what I just said?"
"Yeah, yeah, can't control you cuz you can't control your feeling over me."
"Y-you!" Bakura grunted with burying dismay. "Okay fine that is pretty much it, but you don't have to make it so simple you know."
"Oh, okay."
"And one more thing."
"What is it?" Tea said wearily, losing her patient.
Bakura leaned forward and a planted a small kiss on her cheek.
"This is the first time girl stands up to me like this you know Tea?" Bakura murmured after he slit away.
"Oh," Tea said, touching her cheek that turned into crimson..
Just then a figure zoomed down the road and headed toward her, when she turned around, she witnessed the most deranged glare she faced. The figure glides forward and slammed a fist into Bakura knocking him unto the ground. Then he turned his hateful glare at Tea and grabbed swiftly for her wrist.
"Let's go." He ordered and placed one wrathful look at Bakura before he dragged Tea away and left.
Hehe a cliffhanger, so who do you think the guy is that knocked Bakura unconscious? Take a guess; I think it's pretty simple. Well R&R, keep voting please, right now I have to say Seto and Bakura is in the lead, but that may change, well till then REVIEW PLEASE! Byez.
Bakura sneaked a serene smile upon her and tightened his grip around her wrist. His face remained stern but streaks of hope clouded over his pleading stare. From where they stood, Tea could easily sense his heavy breathing which only added more dismay to her respond.
Tea jerked her head and looked at him tactfully. The second she intercept stares with him, she felt a roaring passion pouring out of his eyes that she could not resist. She quickly looked away and widened her eyes bleakly to find agonizing pain boiled inside her.
"I-I can't," Tea spat afterward, fidgeting furtively to escape his enraged looks pinned on her.
The tip of her eyes watched his shoulder sag and a monstrous snarl left his month. Remorse flashed in his eyes and ingested hate lingered on his face. Tea quickly turned her face away to shade herself in case he lurched for her.
Her eyes twitched in fear when Bakura set a malicious look openly at her. She winced and shut her eyes when she sensed his body glides over slowly. His finger linked firmly around hers that caused it to turn red. His weight began adding on her and sinking her down. Tea clenched her teeth from wailing out at his attack direct at her, she know he is mad. This is probably the first time he been rejected this many times. Her back is now facing him and from examining the shadows reflected on the ground, his body leaned further down and an arm flew into the air that rammed her way.
Tea let out a howling squeak and bended her head down in defense. Slick of sweat rolled down her cheek and mutual fear stretched taut cross her face. However no sound came or any sort of attack. Instead an arm tugged over her waist and pulled her back. The hand cupped around her shoulders dragged her further in. A finger lingered on her face and pealed gently on her eyelid for it to open.
Where am I? Tea reluctantly forced her eyes to open and was seized with perplex. She felt short breathe moaned against her and cringed when she discovered arms placed aside her that rammed herself in. Her heart lurched. She is cradled in someone's embrace. NO! She jerked her head and looked up. There she faced the most agonizing look she ever saw. Streak of rage hissed in his eyes that penetrated on her.
She shifted around and strangely found her face stirring feverishly. Patches of red seeped through her cheek at their close distance. Her jaws dropped and she tried cautiously not to meet his glare. A gust of wind brushed against them and their hair ruffled messily in the air. Before Tea could find an excuse to leave, the hand brought her closer and his head slumped onto her shoulder.
"Tea . . ." he groaned and ran his finger around her frizzled fair.
Squeezing in his snuggle, Tea felt hot sizzles danced in her spine and her head spinning piercingly. "Bakura . . . what is-"
"I-I can't let you go . . ." A wave of mischief tagged in his scratchy tone when he braked.
"But . . . why . . ." Tea trailed off gravely.
"You know the answer to that Gardener." Bakura retorted with hint of menace.
"I-I do but . . ."
"But you don't like me back." Bakura bawled flatly.
"I-I'm sorry Bakura . . ." Tea moped and saw his head sank.
His body flinched and bluntly he strode Tea away from his embrace though his hands still clasped firmly on her shoulder. Hints of heat heaped on her face the minute Bakura faced her again with scorns cursing at her mutely. His face was clipped with stiffness and his glare vexed at her was locked with deep sinister.
"I-"Tea opened her mouth to speak but was held back by a hand clamped over her mouth.
She looked up and saw his head shook gloomily. "No, Tea, don't speak."
Tea stammered but stopped when she realized his petulant eyes stilled on her and quickly closed her month.
Feeling the ominous air present, Tea could only shiver inwardly when Bakura stepped closer. Resentment clouded over his eyes as he let out a grunt.
"Tea . . . "He began.
Just when Tea was about to answer, she froze dumbfounded and only let out a squeak when she sensed Bakura glide forward. Sneaking one peek at her shocked face, he lowered his face and collide his month over hers. The second she felt an exotic lip pressed onto her, vicious sparkles danced in her eyes. Hot sweat streamed down her face when she realized what was happening. She was stern for a second and was then replaced with a pang of hot sizzle rushed in her body that made her blind by her action as she ventured in and returned his favor. A new wave of fury vibrated inside her that made her distress fly and in turn receive this overwhelmed blithe feeling that is strangling inside her. Her breathe slowed meekly and just in the middle, her eyes popped open at a spiteful pain bite into her lips and released a hot taste of blood. Hesitantly he pulled back and let her slit away.
Tea stood motionless and gingerly brought her finger to the part of her mouth where he bite and left a mark with his teeth. She winced and looked at him with puzzling eyes.
"That is how much I like you that it even hurt." Bakura replied.
Tea could only stare at him with blank eyes and uttered but no words came out.
Bakura made no move in saying anything; instead he fell into absent silence and waited for her respond.
"I-I felt something . . ."
Bakura looked at her expectantly and urged her to continue.
"The minute you bite me," Tea hissed. "I-I felt this pain."
Bakura scowled and jeered sulkily. "Of course you feel pain, do you expect to feel nothing after I bite you?"
"No!" Tea spluttered savagely.
Bakura looked a bit taken back but nodded for her to keep going.
"I-I mean your pain." Tea finally concluded.
"My pain?" Hint of doubt tagged in his monotone voice.
"Yes your pain."
Bakura gawked at her, deeply quizzical. "What of it?"
"I felt your pain for me and I know how much it hurt now . . ." Tea trailed off in a sorrow manner.
The minute he saw her melancholy face, a patch of anger boosted in his body and caused him to strike. "I don't need pity if this is what you're trying to say here, Gardener!" He bellowed wrathfully and thrust his fist into open air. Sweat rolled down his cheek as he looked away, ravaged with fatigue.
"No, that is not what I tried to say." Tea said flatly after a moment.
Bakura blinked and darted a furtive peek at her again. "Then what is it?"
"The other feeling . . ." Tea informed promptly. "The other feeling I had."
"Oh. And that feeling is?"
Sneaking a look at his weary face staked with grumpiness, she smiled merely.
"Why are you smiling? What is so funny?!" Bakura glared devilishly at her and scuffed his feet.
Trying to erase the smile on her face, she stated soberly. "You look cute when you're mad."
"Say what?!" He stiffened and pouted haughtily.
Tea giggled stiflingly and looked at his whimpering face.
A shade of red pasted on his cheek as he quickly looked away and tried to keep his voice solemn. "Um about that other feeling?"
"Oh, well" Tea fidgeted and twirled her fingers nervously. "I-um . . . decided to um give it a try." She gulped down the words with inexplicable effort.
"You what?!" Bakura jumped and looked at her again with utterly disbelieve eyes.
"I decided to give it-"
"I know I know I know what you said; I meant what made you change your mind?!" Bakura fretted and grimaced slightly.
"Hey is that supposed to be a happy face or what!" Tea squawked.
Still lost in a daze, Bakura cast back a coy look only to find a bitter face pouted at him.
"Eh? Why are you mad?" Bakura inquired.
"Hey I said I give it a try, aren't you suppose to show some emotion like really happy?" Tea pointed an accusing finger upon his face.
"But, but I am happy!" Bakura argued and was forced back a step by her mulish face.
"Oh." Tea chirped bluntly.
"How do you expect me to show it?" Bakura hustled.
"I don't know like at least smile?" Tea suggested coolly.
"Okay there!" Bakura folded his arms and guffawed out loud and then plastered a fake saccharine smile. "Happy?"
"I-"Tea grinned crookedly and sniffed. "You do know that I know that is fake right?"
Bakura only shrugged sullenly. "You smiled, good enough for me."
Both fell reluctant after his statement and exchanged cherish glimpses until Bakura broke the silence.
"So what made you change your mind?"
"The other feeling." Tea grumbled.
"And that other feeling is?" Bakura questioned, cocking his eyebrows.
"I don't know."
"Say what?" Bakura bristled.
"It's just this feeling."
"Oh this feeling that made you say yes?"
"Right" Tea intoned shortly. "No, it's not pity." She quickly added after seeing his dark expression.
Bakura blinked and simply chuckled evilly. "Right . . ." He mocked in a sarcastic tone.
"Uh-huh, hey where are the others?" Tea huffed and quickly scrambled onto her feet. Her glint was bounced back with two pairs of wondering pupils that glued fiercely on her.
"Tea?" Ryou regarded a sly look.
"Yeah Ryou?"
"He," Ryou raised a finger up at Bakura. "Don't you think he looks a lot like me?" Ryou said with a tender acuteness.
Tea giggled slightly and nodded. "Yeah you do."
By then Bakura had advanced aside Tea and snorted filthily. "Me look like him? Don't compare me with that mutt friend of yours."
"BAKURA!" Tea warned menacingly in an icy tone.
"What?!" Bakura fluttered, playing dumb.
"You promised." Tea said adding more hostile to her voice.
"What did I promise?" Bakura pouted and looked away.
"You promise you would never hurt my friend!" Tea fought back and stomped her feet.
"Yeah so?"
"So don't call them mutt."
"Calling them mutt won't hurt them, calm down." Bakura insisted innocently.
"FINE!" Tea bustled and muttered under her breathe.
"Don't you fine me, sound so gay." Bakura remarked.
"Gay? Yeah, yes indeed, you are gay!" Tea flashed him a hateful look.
"Gay? Me? What the hell?" Bakura glared indignantly boring into her stare. "If I'm gay, then tell me how do I attract girls?"
"You don't!"
"Excuse me?" Bakura seethed through gritting teeth.
"Well at least I feel gay talking to you." Tea gagged coldly.
"And why is that?"
"Well just look at your hair, if I see it from the back, I'm pretty sure I would mistaken you as a girl. So if you ask me, you would probably attract more guys then girls." Tea commented and flashed him a wry look.
Bakura made a sign of gross and pulled a mulish face. "You have a sick mind Tea."
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Do not!"
Ryou and Yugi could only stare dumbfounded at their quarrel, their pupils examined their puffing face that blow hot air one second and turn red the next.
""Let go!" Tea's shrill voice echoed after a moment. She was currently trying to escape from Bakura's clasp but is to let in failure.
"No, not till you say sorry."
"Why should say sorry!" Tea demanded gruffly, yanking her heads back and forth.
"Cuz I said so."
"Well my answer is still no!" Tea braked still trying to break free. "Let go."
Seeing sweats rolled down her cheek, Bakura attempted a dry grin and tightened his grip. "No."
"What is this?!" Tea turned around and sank her stare into his with roaring anger.
"Is that supposed to scare me?" Bakura said, sneering.
Tea continued fuming under her breathe and pouted even more childlike.
A small smirk piled onto his lips as Tea kept sending him devious glares. Slowly the smirk curved wider as he guffawed out loud running into a fit of hysterical laughter.
Tea could only stare dumbfounded with her mouth dripped open. Bakura sneaked a sly look upon her and laughed even louder.
Still feeling deeply quizzical, seeing his frantic face going nut from laughing, a small sound escaped from her mouth as she joined the laugh.
After a moment as the laugh broke out, they exchanged funny glances and quickly looked away.
"W-why did we fight in the first place again?" Bakura stuttered bluntly.
"You started it by calling them mutt." Tea reasoned.
"I still don't know what's wrong by saying that."
"If you choose to be with me and win my approval, then start by showing respect to my friend."
"And what if I choose not to?" Bakura replied in a monotone.
"Simple, you go find yourself another girl more suitable." Tea stated, crossing her arms haughtily.
After a brief pause, and a cough, Bakura yelled. "Fine, fine, fine, whatever, I'll show respect just stop fussing over it."
"No problem." Tea agreed briskly.
Yugi and Ryou only blinked and rolled their eyes at this.
"But Tea?"
"Yeah?"
"Just cuz I want to be with you doesn't give you the right to control me, got it?" Bakura whimpered scratchily.
"I know, I know." Tea nodded and shrugged carelessly.
"Hey! Don't act like you don't care, I'm serious here!" Bakura shouted.
"I said yes, what more do you want. Well you don't just expect to have what you want and sacrifices nothing in return do you?" Tea argued, waving her hands aimlessly in the air above.
"You know if I'm given a chance to choose whoever I like, then it would definitely not be you."
"Yeah so what you're saying is, you can't control who you like right?" Tea insisted promptly.
"S-so I-I can't so what!" Bakura stuttered after a pause.
"No need to get upset, no one can if you ask me." Tea replied back calmly.
"So do you get what I just said?"
"Yeah, yeah, can't control you cuz you can't control your feeling over me."
"Y-you!" Bakura grunted with burying dismay. "Okay fine that is pretty much it, but you don't have to make it so simple you know."
"Oh, okay."
"And one more thing."
"What is it?" Tea said wearily, losing her patient.
Bakura leaned forward and a planted a small kiss on her cheek.
"This is the first time girl stands up to me like this you know Tea?" Bakura murmured after he slit away.
"Oh," Tea said, touching her cheek that turned into crimson..
Just then a figure zoomed down the road and headed toward her, when she turned around, she witnessed the most deranged glare she faced. The figure glides forward and slammed a fist into Bakura knocking him unto the ground. Then he turned his hateful glare at Tea and grabbed swiftly for her wrist.
"Let's go." He ordered and placed one wrathful look at Bakura before he dragged Tea away and left.
Hehe a cliffhanger, so who do you think the guy is that knocked Bakura unconscious? Take a guess; I think it's pretty simple. Well R&R, keep voting please, right now I have to say Seto and Bakura is in the lead, but that may change, well till then REVIEW PLEASE! Byez.