Project Eggy-chan
Disclaimer: Blah blah blah Yu-Gi-Oh! Does not belong to me.
Chapter 2: Welcoming Deathlike
Takes place in the evening
"Don't you think this is so cool yami? We get to look after a falcon chick after it hatches, I hope it will hatch soon, I can't wait."
Bakura looked mildly interested as the hyper-active hikari bounce literally around the room while holding the egg (which means the poor falcon inside is going to get a headache, a really bad one too).
"I almost fell sorry for that birdie with you shake that egg so much, you might just kill it before it even hatches." Bakura said in that I-really- don't-care tone.
Ryou stopped immediately, frozen like a statue, holding the egg between fingers that shook wildly.
"You are hopeless hikari." Bakura added, taking the egg out of Ryou's hands. "Get a blanket or something like that here now won't you."
Ryou gulped before dashing off to get the blanket. When he came back to the living room, he saw that his yami had put the egg down on a pile of tea towels and he had cleared the table of its contents dumping them on the couch.
"Well what are you doing standing there, bring the blanket over and cover the egg up. We don't want it to get cold and die, just as much as it shouldn't be shaken to death Ryou."
Ryou mentally slapped himself for being so stupid and hurried over to the egg putting the blanket gently around it.
"How long will it take be before the birdie hops out of that egg?" Bakura asked.
"That depends on how long this falcon takes to grow strong enough to break the shell of the egg." Ryou said as he opened up his science textbooks trying to find out what they'll be needing to help a growing falcon chick "Yami do we have any worms in the garden?"
Bakura choked on his Coke "Why do you ask me when you could go outside and find out for yourself!"
Ryou gulped again "sorry yami ...hmm..."
"Just spit it out."
"I don't want to spit on the floor..."
"No you baka, just say whatever you have on your mind before I chuck something at you."
"I was wondering whether...hmm...ow!!! That hurts Bakura!!!"
Bakura rolled his eyes as Ryou sprinted out of the room trying to clean himself of the Coke that has stained onto his infamous blue and white striped shirt. 'Geez Ryou exaggerates too much, it was just Coke not a chair or something dangerous, but darn I wasted a good can of coke and now there isn't a single thing that tastes good in the fridge.' Shaking his head he picked the can up examined it thoroughly for any last drops of the drink before throwing it in the bin.
Ryou came back to the living room some twenty minutes later wearing a dark red collared long-sleeved shirt, picking his way cautiously in case there was another flying object coming at him.
"Ryou" Bakura looked at his hikari through suspicious eyes "I never knew you had a shirt like that."
"I don't."
"What do you mean?"
"I found it in your wardrobe."
"Why are you wearing my clothes?"
"So you'll think twice before chucking something at me."
"I don't need to if you take the shirt off."
"Pervert! I'm not taking it off."
"Really now." (AN: This is where my ears went deaf.)
"Yes it is extremely comfortable and before you say anything else, what's that noise?"
Bakura looked around "What noise?"
Ryou practically squealed, "Its hatching!"
Bakura's eyes would've popped out if it wasn't for fact that Ryou was hugging him, wrinkling the shirt.
A small, delicate white baby falcon came out slowly looking kind of drunk because it fell to its feet at each step before squalling for food and his mummy. (AN: And this is where fan girls all go "AWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!! KAWAII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!")
Ryou walked forward to pet the baby falcon, only to find that it was crying.
"Stupid hikari." Bakura shook his head and went off to get some mince in the fridge to feed the poor thing.
"Yami!!! What are we going to do?" Ryou bounced around the in panic.
"We have to feed it silly." Bakura came back with a plate of mince.
"And how do we feed a baby falcon that won't stop crying?" Ryou looked at Bakura as if he had no idea of what's going on.
"Hopeless hikari." Bakura set the plate down beside the egg before picking the falcon up carefully and brought it close to the plate hoping it could feed itself.
"I don't think that working Bakura."
"Don't any of your stupid books teach you how to feed them?" Bakura was really irritated now, he was hoping when the falcon learns to fly, it could peck the Pharaoh silly, but it seems like this falcon has gotten the Ryou personality.
"No it doesn't have anything on that, learning how to feed the falcon is part of the project." Ryou sighed.
Bakura put the falcon down on the table before turning around ever so slowly and looked at Ryou "but...that's impossible! Who was the idiot that planned this project?"
"The teacher..."
"I'll kill him, I swear I'll kill him."
"Err... what da hell is that?!"
"What is it this time?" Bakura turned to look at the crying baby falcon who was looking at a rather large, purely black falcon that has gotten in through the window.
The new arrival produced a sort of calming chirp while landing between the baby falcon and the plate of mince; it caught the full attention of everyone there. (AN: Yes this is the grand entrance of the almighty falcon.)
Then as if seeing an old friend again the baby falcon stumbled and tripped his way over to the older falcon as it was eating half of the contents on the plate. When the poor baby falcon finally got there (beside the black falcon), how unfortunate of it that even babies have a tight grip on things they catch, that a few of its precious feathers were pulled off. The unfortunate black falcon screamed but the regurgitated bits and pieces of mince got kind of stuck in between the throat, half choking it while the innocent, little falcon started to eat the bits that managed to get out of the beck.
"That is gross." Bakura commented as Ryou rush off to the bathroom to puke up.
It wasn't until another half an hour later that Ryou came back, the baby falcon has fallen asleep, and the black falcon had gotten all the mince out of him.
"That is definitely not going to happen for the next few weeks."Ryou shook his head violently.
"Do you have any other ways of feeding that birdie?" Bakura remarked. "Now what are we going to do with you?" Staring directly at the black falcon that is tending to its wounds.
"I wonder how it got here."
"Does it matter? What we really need is a name for this falcon. Something dark and evil, yes, of course." Bakura practically skipped up to his room and flew back down the stairs carrying in his hand the only book in his room, the 'French-English dictionary'.
All Ryou could do was blink while watching his yami and the falcon choose a name.
"No,no,no,no,no! Ah that's better, how about this one?"
The black falcon shook his head, and then brought its talons down by another word.
"Cadavérique? It means deathlike, of course, it's excellent, perfect. Ryou, what do you think?"
"It is fine, but I'm choosing the baby falcon's name!"
"Fine choose, but it better not be a girly name."
And so Ryou flicked through quite a lot of pages "Bakura how about this one?"
"Hmm... Niais? You have got to be kidding me right. It means simple, foolish, silly, and dumb."
"Well you did say I get to choose and it is not a girly name."
"Grr... Fine! It's a weakling's name."
Poor, little Niais started crying.
End of Chapter 2
AN: Aww, poor Niais. And thanks to all the reviewers that reviewed for the story.
And yes, before I forget Ryou and Bakura are out of character so don't bother wondering what happened to them.
Niais: chirp! R&R please.