Hello, my faithful reviewers! About this story, it was only supposed be one chapter. Y. B. meets a girl, they talk, and we find out a little about Yami-Bakura's history, and the girl was supposed to be his sister. In which case, nothing sexual would've happened. But I wanted something to happen between the two and I couldn't do that if they were brother and sister. I mean, I could, but… ewww! So I thought, yeah, it'd work much better if the doll and the girl were the same person. Which I'm very glad I did. Anyway, here's chap 5. Thanks for R&R'ing!
Summary: The girl gets Bakura to do her, so there is a bit of nudity in this chapter. Bakura also gets a little dirty, recieves a gift,and then gets freaked out. O.k. I know that is a lousy summary, but I'm having a can't think moment. Hope ya like it anyway.
Disclaimer: K. T. '96'.
A half hour later, the auburn haired girl got up off Bakura, and lay on her back beside him. "O.K.," she sighed, getting comfy amongst the flowers. "It's your turn." Bakura looked at her. "M-my turn?" he asked worriedly. "Yes. I did you, now it's your turn to do me." "D-d-d-do… you?" Bakura stuttered. "Yes." She said. "I, uh, I-I, uh, … I can't!" he said, jumping up quickly and pulling up his pants. "Why not?" the girl asked him. "B-because I can't! I've gotta go!" "Oh," the girl said, eyes twinkling. "you mean to the bathroom?"
Bakura glared at her. "No, not to the bathroom!" he said exasperatedly. "I mean, I have things to do, and I never should've let myself get distracted by some hormonal female!" The girls feelings were almost hurt, almost. But she had another plan to get what she wanted from the ancient Thief King. "I get it," she said, propping herself up on her elbows. "what you mean is, you don't know how." "What?" Bakura gasped angrily, eyes blazing. "Of course I know how to be with a female! Stupid girl! How dare you say such a thing!"
The blue eyed girl stared straight into the Thief Kings dark chocolate eyes. "Then prove it." She said coyly. "Unless you're a coward." Bakura narrowed his eyes and growled at her. 'How dare she call me a coward!' Bakura thought angrily. 'I am the great Thief King, Akefia! Nobody calls me a coward and gets away with it!' Bakura peeled off his shirt, yanked off the rest of his clothes, then jumped on top of the girl, pinning her to the ground with his laeker hands. "You should know better, little girl," he whispered darkly in her ear, "than to call the great Thief King a coward."
A surprised moan escaped the girls cherry colored lips as Bakura gripped her shoulders roughly, and began biting down harshly on her slender neck. 'She asked for it,' Bakura thought, continuing to bite on the girls neck. 'so now she's going to get it.' Bakura ran his hands down the girls back, unzipped her dress the best he could, then started pulling it down off her shoulders. He didn't stop until the upper half of the dress was around her waist and her round, supple breasts had been exposed. "Bakura!" she gasped, still feeling his gentle bites upon her neck.
"I'll show you," he said, grabbing a breast in each hand, fondling them, "that I do indeed know how to be with a female." "Bakura!" the girl gasped. Bakura bit down on the girls neck again, then gently sucked the red colored flesh, running his hands down to her hips as he did so. "Ever have a blow job?" he asked the girl curiously, his dark chocolate eyes twinkling with excitement. The girl blinked at him. "No." she replied slowly. Bakura smiled and laughed. "Well, you're about to!" Before the girl could say another word, Bakura's head disappeared under her dress.
"BAKURA!" the girl exclaimed loudly. "Bakura! Cut it out! That tickles!" But all she got in response was a couple of giggles. Ten minutes later, Bakura was on top of her, his fingers entwined with hers. "Bakura." The girl smiled up at him. Bakura would've said her name, but as it was, he didn't know it. 'Oh, well.' He thought, shrugging. 'In the game of love, names aren't what's important anyway, it's how you screw each other. Wait a minute! Oh, no! I just used the "L" word! What the hells wrong with me?'
"Bakura," the girl asked quietly, her blue eyes shining. "are you o.k.? You look a little pale." Bakura looked down at her. "Huh? Oh, yes. I'm fine." He said distractedly. "Well, then," the auburn haired girl smiled at him. "I'm ready." Bakura gulped. 'Great.' He thought, feeling somewhat annoyed with himself. 'Now I've got to screw a female, and I'm not even straight! In any sense of the word!' Bakura felt like kicking himself. Perhaps later, he would. 'How did I get myself into this situation?' he wondered, getting into position.
'Well, it doesn't matter now.' He realized. 'I can't back out, even if I am gay. Otherwise, I will look like a coward. And I can't have that.' Bakura took a deep breath, sighed, and gently pushed into the girl as though she were something fragile that might break at the slightest touch. 'Gulp!' Bakura thought. 'If Marik were to see me like this, he'd make fun of me! Damn him! No. Knowing Marik, after he quit rolling on the floor with laughter, he'd probably want to join us, the kinky bastard!' Ten slender fingers wrapped themselves around Bakura's arms, interrupting his thoughts.
"What?" he asked, snapping back to reality. "It's o.k., Bakura." The girl said to him. "You don't have to be afraid." "I'm not afraid!" Bakura said, glaring at her. "Then why are you holding back?" she asked. "I-I'm not!" "Yes you are, Bakura, and I know why." 'Damn it! This girl must have mind reading powers or something! Why did I let her trick me into staying in the first place?' "Look, girl," he said scowling. "you don't know anything about me. So just shut up, lay there, and enjoy yourself! Alright?" The girl shrugged.
"Alright Bakura, you win. I'll be quiet. But I still know." Bakura made a face and continued doing it with her for a half hour. Afterward, he started putting his clothes back on, and the girl spoke. "Can I talk now?" she asked him. "No!" Bakura snapped, buttoning his shirt back up. "Why not? Are you afraid of what I might say?" 'This girl is going to drive me crazy!' Bakura thought, grabbing his hair in his fists and grrr'ing. "For the last time," he said angrily, through gritted teeth. "I am not AFRAID! Quit saying that!"
"Why? It's true. You're afraid to get close to females because all the females in your life left you at one point or another." "No, no they did not! That's not true!" "Yes it is." The girl countered. "That's why you're gay. You're afraid if you get close to a female, she'll leave you and you'll get hurt. You're just being gay to protect yourself." "That's not true!" Bakura yelled, pointing a finger at the girl. "I just got close to you didn't I?" "That's different." She told him. "You and I are strangers to each other, we aren't in love or anything like that, we just had sex. We didn't make love."
"Same diff." Bakura sneered, folding his arms over his chest. "Actually," said the girl. "sex and love are two different things." "Yeah, right." Bakura sneered. "They are." She told him. "Anyone can get together and have sex. But, in order to make love to someone, one must first be in love." "Nonsense!" Bakura yelled. "Everything you say, is nonsense!" "Is it Bakura?" the blue eyed girl asked, walking towards him. "Are you telling me you've never made love to someone you were in love with, that you've only had sex with them?" "Exactly!" "So you only have sex with people you love, but you don't make love to them?"
"That's right." Bakura said, matter of factly. "That's a lie." The girl with auburn hair said to Bakura, looking him square in the eye. "You have so. How long has it been Bakura? How long has it been since you've made love to someone you actually loved?" "It's none of your business!" he snapped. "Why don't you go bother Kaiba? He's the one who needs love." "And you don't?" "Nope. I'm fine just the way I am." 'Well, that's a matter of opinion.' The girl thought, thinking of how Bakura treats Ryou. "Perhaps I will," she smiled, putting her arms around Bakura's waist, "but right now, I'm having fun bothering you. So, how long has it been?"
"I don't have to answer you." Bakura said, pulling away. "Yes, you do," the girl told him, "you're still in my garden." "Well, then," said Bakura, walking away, "maybe I'll just leave." "Are you going home to rape Ryou?" the girl asked, curiously. "Maybe I am. What's it to you?" "Nothing I suppose. But you do need to learn to love." "Bah!" exclaimed Bakura, still walking away. "You haven't loved in a long time." The girl said. "Since your wife-to-be was killed." Bakura turned on his heel and grabbed the girl by the throat. "How do you know about that?" he snarled, choking her.
"I-I can't tell you, if you choke me!" she gasped. Bakura let go of her neck. "I"ve never told anyone about that!" Bakura yelled. "Nor have I ever told anyone from this time, that my alias was Akefia! How is it, girl, that you know so much about me, without my having told you? By the way, what's you're name?" The girl coughed and rubbed her throat. "I thought names didn't matter to you." "Don't play games with me!" Bakura snapped. "Out with it! Now!" "Alright, but first, I have something to give to you." "What is is?" Bakura asked impatiently. "This." The girl said, handing him a Rose. "What do I need that for?" he asked angrily, taking a step back.
"You need love, Bakura. You've been too long without it. Ryou can help you, if you let him." "Bahh! I don't need love!" "That's not what you thought when you were engaged." "Stop it!" Bakura yelled. "Who are you anyway?" "My name is Courtney." Said the girl, her sapphire eyes sparkling brightly. "And I know all about you, because I can see into your mind." "How?" Bakura demanded. Courtney laughed and handed the Rose out for Bakura to take and spoke:
"Take this Rose, my friend.
Sprinkle it's seeds on the ground.
They shall protect you."
Suddenly, a wind picked up from out of nowhere, blowing Courtney's long, flowing auburn hair all around her. Courtney began to glow in a dusty gold color and levitated. "What the-" Bakura gasped, jumping back. Courtney looked down at Bakura and spoke in ghostly voice that sent chills down his back. "Take the Rose." She said to him, without moving her lips. "N-no!" He yelled, backing away. 'I knew there was something freaky about this girl that I didn't like! Damn it Ra! Why didn't I leave in the first place like I was going to?' Since Bakura wasn't taking the Rose, Courtney tossed it down to him.
Bakura went to step back away from it, but he tripped on his shoelace instead and fell on his butt. "OUCH!" he yelled, as the Rose landed on his chest. "Ahh!" he screamed, jumping up and running. The Rose followed him. "Ahhh! Get away from me!" Courtney watched Bakura trying to run away from the Rose and laughed. "The petals open," said Courtney. The Rose opened its petals. "Filling the air with fragrence .." The Rose let off a sweet smelling scent that wafted throught the air. Bakura quickly covered his nose to avoid inhaling whatever substance the Rose was letting off.
Normally, he loved inhaling things and getting a buzz from them, but this was different. This was just weird. "What a warm, sweet smell." The smell pushed its way between Bakura's fingers and up into his nostrils. "Umph!" Bakura gasped, feeling the scent travel throughout his body. "Wha- what are you doing to me?" he choked, as his entire body tensed up from the inside out. Courtney laughed. "It's (cough, cough) not funny (cough, cough)!" gasped Bakura. Courtney said nothing as the Thief King toppled over and passed out in dizziness.
When Bakura awoke an hour later, the flower garden was gone, all except for one flower. The Rose that Courtney had given to him. It was tucked securely in his shirt pocket. "Wha.." said Bakura, noticing the tall buildings to his left and right. "I'm in an… alleyway?" Bakura got to his feet. "But, the flower garden, the girl… where did they go? Was I hallucinating?" But then he noticed the Rose in his pocket. "O.k., so if I wasn't hallucinating, what in the hell was I doing?" Bakura started to leave the alley, but stopped when his foot kicked something. Bakura looked and saw something pale-goldish/baige sticking up out of the ground.
"What's this?" he asked, bending over to pick it up. Then he saw the shinning blue eyes. "Ahh!" he gasped, jumping back. "It-it's that doll! That damn Precious Moment figurine that I chucked into the lake! How did it get here?" Then Bakura remembered the girl, Courtney. She had blue eyes and auburn hair. Just like the Precious Moments figurine that was half buried in the dirt. At the base of the stand the Precious Moments figure was sitting on, was the name: Courtney. "AAHHHHH!" Bakura screamed, "I had sex with a friggin' doll! Ahhhh!" And he took off running.
Hiya, didchya notice the word "Laeker" in the third paragraph? It means strong in Danish. I hope I got it right. I couldn't find the little "ae" symbol thing on the computer. Anyway, how was it, did I do o.k.? I couldn't think through most of it, until the last four paragraphs. People were running in and out and...oooh... Please Review and let me know how I did. Thanks.