DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN YU-GI-OH (THOUGH IF ANY OF YOU WOULD LIKE TO BUY ME SOME SHARES OF THE CORPORATION THEN THAT WOULD NOT GO AMISS)! RATED FOR SAFETY AND SOME OF THE CONTENT. SEXUAL INNUENDOES MAY BE RIFE! SOME YAOI SO IF YOU DON'T LIKE THEN DON'T READ.
4. So you want to know what I think? Random DukeXBakura thingy. For the love of Bastet don't ask…
I DO NOT OWN THE SONG 'I HATE YOU' OR GREEN DAY THE BAND (NO MATTER HOW MUCH I MAY WISH IT)
Bakura folded his arms on the tabletop in front of him and leant his chin on them so he could look innocently up at the black-haired dice-master before him. Bakura fluttered his eyelashes to conceal an inner sense of hilarity as Duke got more and more irritated by Bakura's attention. He flicked his long black fringe out of his face and began to fiddle with his new eyebrow piercing absentmindedly.
Bakura sighed and watched happily as Duke growled and muttered something under his breath as he started to pack away his notebook and pick up the guitar that stood by his desk. He strummed a few chords then looked back at Bakura to find him sitting closer and just staring blankly at him. Finally, Duke snapped and hissed vehemently at him.
" What do you want? Surely you have something better to do than stare at me all day!"
Bakura put a finger to the corner of his mouth pensively then replied.
" At this point in time… No. Your irritation is proving to be quite amusing. Don't stop, it was just getting good. I was thinking of ordering in pizza and opening the popcorn."
Duke scowled as Bakura practically rolled off his chair from laughter. Duke's eyes narrowed then he started to play his guitar in the tune of 'I Hate You' by Green Day and sang along loudly. He was just about to break into the second verse when Bakura spoke.
" Oh Duke! Why do you hate me so?"
Duke stopped playing and replied matter-of-factly.
" I don't hate you… I just despise you intensely."
Bakura raised a hand to his mouth and called out in mock distress.
" Oh no you didn't! Two can play at that game!"
Then he took a deep breath and broke into a loud yell of hatred.
" I hate you so much right now so do not speak to me unless you want your head bitten off, cremated, fed to a shark which is made into sushi which is fed to an incredibly fat man, then excreted out and flushed down into the sewage system then feasted upon by microbes and flies, then…"
Duke collapsed over his guitar and sighed in reply.
" Okay Bakura I think I get the point…"