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Bittersweet
Chapter Two: Murphy's Law "I be there in just a moment" I call out. I turn around. Only to find myself face to face with a certain blonde haired, lavender eyed boy. Life's so not fair.

At time like these, I swear good ol' fate has something against me. I look down at my shoes again waiting for my "body guards" to interfere. But of course they don't (AN: never doubt Murphy's law). Their to busy showing off to impress the girls down the hall. Malik is looking down at me intensely. I still refuse to look up. He heaves a loud sigh, I know he's about to say something but I don't want to hear it. I turn around quickly, and walk, ok, run. Run away.

The question now dear imaginary friend, is how to get to my locker without bumping in to Malik hhhhmmmm...

******some time later.********

Yes, I know we've been sitting in this corner for two hours. But you see I've never been very good at confronting people. Don't you dare roll your eyes. What am I suppose to say 'get your own Yami, oh that's right you have one, but he's in the shadow realm too stupid to find away out?' Oh yes, I can just picture how well that will blow over... I'd probably book myself a one way ticket to the shadow realm or death.

Sigh. I think he's gone now. Will you check for me? Oh wait you can't. I'll just have to risk it eh? Or get some real friends right? Or I could just not do my homework. Stop it! I'm not scared at all!. ok . maybe just a little bit .

No he's not here but, then again who would wait two hours outside a locker .

But hold on now, what's this. I hate Malik. Yes, dear friend, it is what you think it is hanging on my locker. The infamous millennium ring. It seems I might never get away from the accursed item. I can't touch it. I won't touch it. I'm not going to give that devil power over me anymore.

So I carefully avoid the ring as open my locker, this is the second time I have defied Bakura, it is somehow invigorating. Probably because I've had to follow his commands for a little less then half of my life now. I move hastily out of the school, right now I just want to get home. Where there's no blonde Egyptian, no ring and no spirit. I just want to ****BOOM**** oooowwwwwwww. I stand up quickly rubbing my head, "I'm so sorry Mr." I say looking down at my shoes. I do that a lot no? The guy is not answering, how rude. I decide to look up.

I wonder not for the first time, what Murphy and his law had against me. Yeah, that's Bakura. My former Yami. He's smirking, Since walking -ahem- running away worked so well last time. Yes, it's a stupid plan trying to out run a tomb robber but my options are fairly limited right now. So I bolt, unfortunately in all my haste I forget I'm going in the opposite direction from where I want to be, my house. With a smiling, evil, sadistic, spirit coming after me. I know he finds this all very amusing and you are too.

I've reached the park now, the stitch in may side is getting almost unbearable. Ack I'm so stupid why couldn't I find a more populated place to run to. I hear him closing in behind me so I don't stop or even look back. My only hope now is to find someone. anyone. there's a figure sitting on a bench. Salvation! Wait that's not. it is. Malik!

Further proof the Murphy was indeed a prophet. Oh yes, fate hates me ever so much, I wonder what I did to tick her off so badly. Malik stands up and smiles. I now completely understand the metaphor: stuck between a rock and a hard place.

I give him my best glare, which to be honest wouldn't even scare a fly. In return all I get is a smirk. I know Bakura is behind me now, I can fell him stare. The hairs on the back of my neck prick up and I'm getting goose bumps despite the fact I have a jacket on. I shiver involuntarily. I'm looking for a means to escape, if you have any ideals please speak up now or forever hold your peace while I get plummeted. No ideals? Didn't think so. Then I guess what? Looked down at my shoes once again waiting.

But the attack never came. It's been five minutes and were just standing here. Malik and Bakura both still staring at me, and I, I am still looking down at my trusty shoes. Wondering vaguely how long I'm going to be here. Suddenly Malik starts laughing. "'kura how long are we going to be standing here." I know Bakura is rolling his eyes right now. "Shut up Baka," he replied in a sharp voice. "But 'kura" Malik replied in mockingly sad voice. He took a teasing step towards Bakura. Bakura was so annoyed with Malik he didn't notice he had given me a opening.

I shoot off as fast as I could toward the city. I hear them coming after me. But, they were so surprised that, I have been given a good head start. I'm pushing myself to the limits now but I don't stop until I'm inside the Kame game shop. Where I literally bumped into Yami Yugi. He's now giving me a funny look probably because I'm breathing so hard. Still, always chivalrous, he gets up and extends his hand to me. "pant, I'm so pant, sorry pant," I say obviously breathless. He throws me an all knowing look. "Yugi, Ryou's here," he calls out. Yugi comes racing down from his room. "Ryou are you alright?" I'm ashamed to say I still can't speak properly yet, I'm still hyperventilating. I've never been one for athletics and I must have just ran almost two miles.

As soon as I gain control of my breathing, I give him a weak smile, "Hai," I reply. Yugi didn't look very convinced. He took my hand and pulled me into his T.V. room, His Yami trailing behind us. "He didn't hurt you did he?" I shake my head, "No, just startled me," I replied to my very concerned friend.

"I know he's here you damn Pharaoh," yelled a familiar harsh voice. A few minutes later. "Now bring me my dammed Hikari," shouted the white haired spirit, before going into a string of Egyptian curses. Yami Yugi stood up gave a nod to Yugi, and proceeded outside. I suddenly start to feel really drained, I guess the adrenaline has worn off now. I listen while Pharaoh and Tomb robber start to trade a familiar list of insults. Before drifting off into a restless sleep next to the always concerned Yugi, Good Night dear imaginary friend, hope you enjoyed the show.

%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Author Notes: Kame game shop: Is the game shop Yugi's grandfather own also known as Turtle game shop in the dubbed. Baka: idiot Hai: yes Hikari :Light So that was the second chapter I hope you enjoyed it. I'll probably update weekly unless I have exams or what not.

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AngelsKitten: I updated would've been so much sooner to if I wasn't so lazy ^_^; Thanks for your support!

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derek sytsma: I wish he would to! Well I guess that's what fan fiction is for. Poor Bakura though he has a lot of apologizing to do in this fic.

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