PS: Bakura's got his own body. We won't care how.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
"Come on, Miss, jus' a lil-" the brute didn't even get to finish his sentence before Yami Bakura pulled out a dagger. He blinked, and laughed. "D'ya even know how ta USE that miss?"
"Shut. The. Fucking. Ra damned. Hell. UP!" Bakura yelled, and lunged.
Some very graphic fighting took place involving something along the lines of Yami Bakura stabbing, the guy leaning over backwards matrix style, Yami Bakura kicking out under his legs, the guy falling on his back, and Yami Bakura jumping onto his chest.
"Whoa. Now you're MY kinda woman!" the guy said, grinning. "That HURT."
Yami Bakura grinned maliciously. "Oh, just you wait," he said viciously. "Just you wait," And he raised the dagger to stab. It began to slowly cut through the air. And... stopped right over the guy's heart.
"Hey, why can't I move my arm?" Yami Bakura asked in shock. "Hey! I can't move!"
"I'm a magician, love. And I know you WEREN'T a girl, but... I wanted to see if you could keep your temper for once, and of course, you couldn't."
"Wha?"
"So starting tomorrow, you're a girl. Ba-bye!" and he faded. Yami Bakura fell to the ground as he disappeared, still dumbstruck. Finally he shook his head.
"Nut job," he said, standing up and dusting off. He sheathed his dagger and continued on his marry, psychopathic way.