Chapter 3: At The Park...
Prelude to: The Flower Garden.
P. Q. : Yay! Here is the infamous chapter three I didn't think there'd be. But I'm glad there is. Aren't you? Again, Ryou is Ryou and Y.B. is Bakura, just so there's no confusion.
Disclaimer: I didn't own "Yu-Gi-Oh!" last time, and I still don't...
Summary: As of yet, we know of the jelly-beans, but we don't know why he has them. We know Precious Moments figurines (, which my mom and one aunt love, ) cause poor Bakura to have nightmares that include having to run to the Pharaoh for help...Oh, Ra, what will I think of next...? And that Bakura has a nasty idea in store for that poor doll... C'mon Bakura, don't you think you're being a little harsh? I mean it only chased you...
Bakura: Arms folded, "NO!" Okayyy. Back to the summary:
After dealing with that pathetic little doll, and Marik, Bakura sees Joey and Ryou across the street and decides he wants to attack Joey. However, he changes his mind once he hears Joey telling Ryou a bad joke. So instead of attacking, he comes out from hiding and tells Joey a joke. After Joey and Ryou leave, he starts feeling bored and wonders what else he can do. He then goes for a walk around Domino, and ends up in some girls flower garden without realizing it.
Bakura gets punched, and there's one quick guy'n'guy moment. Kind of a long chapter...but I was on a roll...anyway, enjoy!
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An hour later...
Bakura stood near the edge of Lake Domino. A lake that was situated right, dabsmack in the middle of Domino Park. He looked out across the shimmering blue surface of the water and smiled. It was just as it had appeared in his dream. Only there were sailboats off in the distance and a warm breeze that blew Bakura's silky white hair around his shoulders in a sexy sort of way. "Hmmm, yes, this is the perfect place for what I'm about to do."
He pulled the bag off his left shoulder, held it in front of him and untied it. Reaching in, he pulled out the smug, ugly looking doll with sapphire eyes. "This is it," he told the figurine. "prepare to meet your death, where you'll never bother me again!" He dropped the doll back in the bag, retied it, and drew back his right arm to throw it. But a hand clamped over his, preventing him from throwing it. "What the-" he twisted himself around and there in front of him were two purple eyes staring at him. "Marik!" he exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"
"Hmm, hmm, hmm." Marik smiled and hummed. "Hello, Y.B. Nothing much, just going for a stroll. What's in the bag?" he asked eyeing it. Bakura jerked his hand away from Marik. "Nothing important." "Can I see?" Marik asked curiously. "No." said Bakura, holding the bag tight against his chest. The last thing he needed was for Marik to see what was in the bag. "Well fine." said Marik sarcastically. "Be that way." "Thank you," Bakura replied back just as sarcastically as Marik, "I will." Bakura drew back again and this time Marik didn't try to stop him.
Bakura let it fly and it landed about 20 yards out in the water with a loud BLUP! 'Well,' he thought proudly, 'that take's care of that. At least I won't have to worry about it giving me anymore nightmares .' He turned to walk away from the lake and walked right into Marik. "Uh! Marik!" he exclaimed stumbling back. "Get out of my way! I have things to do." "Like what? Pester people? You did that yesterday." Marik said, standing firmly with his hands on his hips. "So what?" said Bakura snidely. "I like pestering people."
"Whatever." Marik sighed. Bakura decided he had had enough. It was time to leave. He went to step around Marik, but Marik stood in front of him. "What's the hurry?" Marik asked him. "I told you," said Bakura growing annoyed. "I have things to do." "Things like what?" Bakura growled deep in his throat. "If I thought it were any of your business, I'd tell you. Now step out of my way." Marik looked up at the sky humming. Then said, "In other words, you have nothing to do." "Look, Marik," Bakura said getting even more impatient. "Step out of my way before I kill you."
"Ooohh," said Marik almost feeling hurt. "you won't kill me, you love me." "That doesn't mean I won't kill you." Bakura said, pulling his knife. Marik glanced at it as it glinted in the sunlight. He knew Bakura wouldn't hesitate to use it, especially if he felt threatened. Marik felt a little nervous until he remembered he had the Millennium Rod, which could be used as a dagger if needed. That made him feel a little more confident. "Sure it does." said Marik, hoping he sounded braver than he felt. Bakura lowered his knife. "Haven't you ever heard, 'you always hurt the person you love?' Marik?"
"Oh. Well, in that case..." Marik double up his fist, drew back, and popped Bakura in the face. "AAHHHH!" Bakura screamed as his butt landed on the ground with a hard thud. "Oops." said Marik, putting his hands behind his back and swaying back'n'forth on his toes. "What was that for!" Bakura asked angrily, rubbing his face. "Hmm, hmm, hmm. Well, you just said to hurt the one you love..." Bakura stood up and dusted himself off. "No, I said, 'you always hurt the person you love.', not for you to hurt me." "Oh, um, well, whatever." said Marik, still swaying on his toes.
Bakura put his knife away, walked over to Marik, and wrapped his arms around his neck. "You know, sometimes I hate you." he said to Marik with a coy smile. "Yeah, I know." said Marik, feeling relieved that Bakura had put his knife away. "Sometimes I hate you too." Bakura smiled and laughed. "Shut up Marik." Bakura stood on his toes and liplocked Marik. "Oooh!" Marik exclaimed returning the kiss. He was just about to wrap his arms around Bakura's waist, when Bakura pulled away from him. 'Oh, poo.' he thought sadly. Outloud he said, "What is it?"
Bakura was looking over Mariks shoulder. Marik turned around. "Over there," Bakura pointed. "across the street. It's Joey and Ryou." "Yeah, so?" asked Marik, who at that moment could care less. His focus was still on Bakura's lips. "I'm going to go harass them." "But, what about the kiss?" "Later, Marik." Bakura said walking away. "Uh, but you did that yesterday!"
Marik pointed out. "Shush, Marik. I know what I did yesterday. Later." "But, but...oh, fine. Go harass them." "Thank you. I will." "Have fun." "I will."
Marik watched Bakura fade away and reappear in the alley just a few feet away from where Joey and Ryou were standing. Sighing, he hollored for Odion. "ODIONNN!" Odion came running. "Yes, Master Marik?" he asked. "Odion, get the net. We're going fishing." "Yes, Master Marik." said Odion, and he rushed back to the boat to get out the net. That's what Marik loved about Odion. He always obeyed his master with question. Marik took one last look at Bakura across the street and returned to his boat. He still wanted to know what Bakura had tossed into the Lake.
Meanwhile, across the street...
Bakura materialized in the middle of the alley way. He loved traveling that way. It made it easier for him to sneak up behind his victims and take them by surprise. Smirking, he walked to the end of the alley and peeked out around the corner at Joey, who was busy stuffing his face with doughnuts, as usual, and trying to tell jokes while drinking chocolate milk at the same time. "No, really, Ryou," Joey said, mouth bulging with doughnuts. "honest." Bakura shook his head in disgust. Sometimes that Wheeler kid could be such a pig.
"Joey," said Ryou, looking at him disbelievingly, "there's no way you're going to convince me that an elephant gave birth to a horse. It just doesn't work that way." "Ah, c'mon, Ryou," said Joey gulping down his doughnuts. "it's true." "Yeah, right, Joey." Ryou smiled at him. "You're just trying to trick me like you did last time." "Oh, alright," said Joey emptying his mouth. "you got me. But it's so much fun trying to trick you. I mean, you fall for it evary time." "Not every time, Joey." Ryou corrected him.
"You're right," Joey said, stuffing another doughnut in his mouth, "not every time, but most of the time." "Yes, Joey." Bakura listened to Joey for about another 10 minutes rambling on about playing jokes on Ryou, then decided it was time to come out of hiding and attack. Just as he was about to lunge on Joeys back and knock him over, he heard Joey say, "Hey, Ryou, have you heard about the clown that was ashamed of himself?" 'Oh, no,' Ryou thought rolling his eyes, 'Joey's starting with the clown jokes.' He looked around for Yugi.
'I hope Yugi isn't anywhere nearby.' Ryou thought to himself. 'He hates clowns...and even worse, he hates clown jokes. If he hears Joey's joke, he's going to take off zooming and we're not going to see him until next year. I hope Yugi isn't here.' "He was so ashamed," Joey continued, "that he had to hid his face behind a mask! Ha, ha, ha!" He nudged Ryou. "Get it?" "Uhhm, yeah. I got-" But he was cut off by Bakura, who stepped out of the alley. "You call that a joke? That stunk." "Oh, great," Joey mumbled. "What are you doing here?"
"I came here to harass you." he told Joey, arms folded. "Go away." Joey told him. Then he turned to Ryou. "C'mon, Ryou," he said, grabbing Ryou by his arm, "let's get out of here." "I could tell a better joke than that." "Yeah, right, Y.B. You don't even know how to be funny. C'mon, Ryou." Bakura unfolded his arms and smirked. "If a rooster laid an egg on top of a car, what way would the egg roll off?" Joey stoped yanking Ryou along and thought about it. "Uh, Joey," said Ryou. "Hush, I'm trying to think." said Joey scratching his chin.
"Well?" Bakura pressured. "Uhhh! I'm thinkin'! I'm thinkin!" "Well, hurry it up!" Bakura yelled. "I could think faster if someone weren't yelling at me!" Joey yelled back. "Joey-" Ryou began. "HUSH!" "O.k." Ryou said quietly. "What way would it roll off..." Joey said, thinking aloud. "I got it! There's this thing called gravity. It'd cause the egg to roll down. Yes! The egg would roll down off the car because of gravity!" Ryou hung his head and sighed. He felt so bad for Joey. "What?" Joey asked him. Behind him, Bakura burst out laughing.
"What's so funny?" Joey asked him, feeling confussed. "You fool!" Bakura hissed. "An egg laid by a rooster wouldn't fall off a car!" "Huh? May I ask why not?" Bakura snickerd again. "Because, ROOSTERS DON'T LAY EGGS!" "Huh?" Joey said, then he got it. "Ah, man." Now Joey felt like the clown he had mentioned earlier. "I've gotta go." He said quickly, and took off running down the street. Bakura was nearly on the fround with laughter. Ryou glared at him. "That wasn't very nice." "I know," Bakura laughed, "but it sure was funny! Ahhh!"
He grabbed his sides and fell to the ground laughing. Ryou wanted to kick him, but he knew better than to bother him while he was happy. So he oppted to go after Joey instead. "Hey, Joey!" he yelled, running down the street. "Wait up!" Bakura finished laughing, picked himself up off the street, and dusted himself off. "Ahh, that was good. Humph!" Then he smirked. "Hmm. What else can I get into?" he wondered looking around. "Maybe I could go find Yugi and harass him...ah, nah. The Pharaoh'd just show up and make me leave him alone. So, what can I do..."
Bakura undid his shirt a little, since it had gotten slightly warmer in the afternoon sun, stuck his hands in his pokets, and started walking. Going nowhere really. Just walking. It seemed like forever before he had finally stopped. In reality, it had only been an hour and a half. Sighing, he sat down and crossed his legs. Unaware of where he was sitting and who was standing behind him...watching.
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P. Q. : Hi, guys, & girls. Sorry I haven't R&R'd your work lately, but I will get to doing that soon. In the meantime, how did you like chap 3? I know, it's kinda long. But I got typing and couldn't stop. And here I thought there wouldn't be a chapter three. Oh, well, I'm glad. Currently I'm working on chap 4 of this one.
To my "Cheaters Heart" readers: Sorry that update's taking so long. I actually mapped that story out, but I couldn't find my 'outline'. But I found it just a short while ago and I'll be working on it soon. Chap 3 of "The Search" is up now Seto fans. Thanks for being patient. R&R.