The third instalment of "Life is fun when random" is up! Please enjoy, but I've got a pretty bad bug on my computer, and if I can't update, don't kill me. Blame the bastards who sent it to me.
Anyway, please R/R.
Kisara, vodka and pots:
"Huh……?" Bakura groggily came to his senses. His right cheek felt as if he had whiplash, only ten times worse. His eyes fell on a pair of little white shoes, followed by little white ankles. These were followed by little white knees. "Eh," muttered the owner of the feet/ ankles/ knees. "I'm really sorry. I did not mean to hit you that hard."
Bakura 's eyes meet shy, pretty blue ones. Kisara looked undeniably cute in the Egyptian sun. Bakura blinked a few times. And him being Bakura…..got a nasty, perverted idea. "You couldn't kiss it better, could you?" he asked, gently fingering his scar. "It really hurts." Kisara looked confused, but did his bidding. Smirking, Bakura grabbed her face and crushed his lips against hers.
Seto the Klutz was at this point, pissed off without a doubt. He had solemnly begged his father not to come out in Public, for he feared the villagers might mistake him for one of the desert demons. Now he was just looking forward to talking to his pretty slave, Kisara.
His eyes fell on two figures in the courtyard. Kisara looked on the verge of fainting as the Tomb Robber attempted to….well, from the look of things……
"BAKURAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
As for Atem, the pots were getting more uncomfortable. And so were his constant hidings from Shimon. To ease his suffering, he had discovered a pot of "water" which he drank down eagerly. Along with another pot of something or another, this was Karim's secret supply of Vodka.
And the first pot had been, well….Camel's piss.
BB3:Short, I know. Still R/R! I need ideas for pairings if you want any.
Cat: Yeah….I'm out of bloody quotes…….