Bakura: groans You'd better hope they like this, because if they don't… I'll kill you.
Me: sweat drop Eh- eyes shift to people reading this Oh! Hi! waves
Bakura: sneaks up with blunt object
Malik: Slaps his hand down
Bakura and Malik in the background in giant dust ball of fighting-ness.
Me: Rii-ght… Any-who… stands triumphantly Let the story begin!
The two boys stumbled onto the school's stoop. They turned to protest, but the principal glared them down and said, "Bakura, Malik Ishtar, you are both from now on, expelled from Domino High School. You will not set foot on this property, ever again!" He shouted.
Both boys cringed at the huge man's thundering voice and the door was shut on them. Bakura's eyes shifted grindingly to Malik. The Egyptian boy shrunk back from the glare. "What?" He questioned quietly.
"This…" Bakura said trying to suppress his anger, "is all your fault!" His voice rose against the blonde boy.
"My fault?" Echoed Malik, "How is this my fault? You did it too! You helped!"
They slung their school uniform jackets over their shoulders as they left drearily. "Yeah, so? It was your plan." Bakura said it like it was an excuse.
"So if my next plan was to jump off of a building, would you?" Malik asked.
Staring up at the sky, Bakura answered, though not entirely there, "How high of a building?" His attention was brought back to Earth, "So, what's your plan now? I really need to finish this semester and no other school's going to let us in."
"Give me a day… I'll come up with something…" Malik said to him reassuringly.
"Well, you can crash at Ryo's place tonight. We need to discuss what we're going to do," said the pale teen to his partner in crime.
The two teens walked on through the empty streets of Domino to the Bakuras' home. For a long while, neither spoke, as both were thinking deeply on the matters yet to come. Suddenly, Malik began to laugh to himself, then said to Bakura, "It was worth it, though."
Both then laughed as Bakura concurred with a, "Yeah."