The Friendship Journal
Chapter Two
Dear Friendship Journal,
This is Ryou. What were you doing in the toilet?
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I think I can guess. I would go yell at Bakura, but he's in the kitchen. In the kitchen with KNIVES. Although for my personal safety they're all terribly blunt.
Anyway, I've managed to dry you out, although you still "smell like Joey's bathroom after he ate 50 burritos that time."
That is of course a direct quote from Bakura, not me. I don't find toilet humour that amusing.
I am writing to you to prove a point to Bakura actually, because he says it is physically impossible to write about your day in a royal blue friendship journal without turning into women's-knickers-wearing pansy git who deserves a kick in the arse.
Bakura is very crude. I must stop letting him hang around with Marik Ishtar.
Anyway, to prove my point to Bakura, I am now going to write about my day.
Well, I was woken early by my alarm clock, got up and said clock in Bakura's room so it would wake him up. Then I went downstairs to make breakfast.
After a few minutes I heard breaking glass and I knew Bakura had thrown the alarm clock through the window again. I really must stop waking him up with alarm clocks.
As revenge I filled his lunchbox with carrots. Bakura hates carrots. I can't understand why, they're a perfectly wonderful and dignified food.
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I guess it is because Bakura is not wonderful or dignified.
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He just proved my point by reading over my shoulder and saying that if I don't erase the previous sentence he is going to sodomise me with a carrot.
I won't erase my sentence, but I WILL stop speaking of carrots – I've gone off them a little as well.
Anyway, back to my story. We went to school today, and Bakura ran amok, as usual. At least the carrots came in handy. Anyway that's his story to tell.
So school was somewhat amusing. The best thing happened when I got home – my cousin's phoned me. Apparently they want to visit.
If they knew Bakura they wouldn't want to. Still, as long as I keep them well away from him they should live to come again some day.
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That reminds me – I must ask Yami to retrieve my mother from the Shadow Realm, she's been there for months.
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Damn Yami Bakura.
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Well, that was my day. Now I am going to show this to Bakura.
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Ouch. I showed you to Bakura, friendship journal. He pulled my pants off to see what underwear I was wearing, then kicked me in the bum.
I must start taking him more seriously.
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Oh no, he's coming back! What's that? …. Oh! How sweet! He wants to write in you, friendship journal! (His exact words were "give me that book before I make you eat it.") Of course you can have it Bakura, write away! It's good to know you have a soft side.
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Ouch. He broke a carrot over my head. It's more painful than it sounds. (A/N: Really, I think it would be! Try it!) What a bastard.
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Oh no he's coming back with his arms outstretched, I think he's going to –
hug me. He likes being a bastard.
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Yes, my yami is odd. He just hugged me again; he likes being odd.
I'm too scared to write anymore, he might kiss me next. Goodbye.
Okay loyal readers, this is real important – please review and answer this very important question: NEXT CHAPPIE IS BAKURA WRITING AGAIN, BUT THEN WHO SHOULD COME NEXT? I'm leaning towards Joey, so that then from there he can inflict the journal on Kaiba (like ncsgirl suggested, it was a good idea), but I'm willing to write something else if lots of people want like, Marik or someone.