Viva Las Vegas!
By dark-angel-rising
REVIEWS!
Kisa: Wow, so many…
DAR: Why do you sound so surprised?
Kisa: Nothing…. whisles
DAR: Hey!
Calli Maxwell – Were there seriously any doubts about that? Well, techinically, Yami was the first to crack, with his little 'there's no place like home' episode…
Darka-Chan – Feh. Like I want to see my dumbass Spanish teacher's face over break. I got a perfect score on one of my test, and he had the audacity to voice his surprise! The bastard!
MysticDragon1691 – Of course Odion has porn! On account he won't be able to get a girl in his life! (Unless you like creepy tatoos on peoples faces…) Tehe. I based the hooker off Cidne from Cowboy Bebop. God! That was traumatizing to read.
On to Chapter 8! I'm so happy!
Within a day, the news of a psychopath breaking out of jail was all over the news. The security guard said that the man who he described as 'a blonde porcupine with a killer tan' knocked him out and stole the keys. The robbery of a major casino was a great blow as well. Meanwhile, the reports of several deaths earlier the same night caused major alarm, especially off the Strip. And then, on the next morning came the last nail to the coffin.
"He raped me!" Sobbed an ugly woman on the TV noisily, looking downright pathetic with her makeup smearing her face. "The little squirt with tri-coloured hair!"
Yami groaned and hid his face behind a pillow. Nearby, Bakura and Marik laughed at his perdicament.
"What do ya know," Bakura laughed, slapping his knee, "our goody-goody Pharaoh has a dark side!"
"Yah, a dark side!" Marik mimicked, before humming One-Winged Angel. (1)
"Please shut up." Yami moaned through the pillow.
"You two do realize that we have to get out of here." He said, getting off the bed and beginning to pack his belongings. Bakura and Marik, blinked in confusion.
"Why?" The blonde asked, tilting his head like a dog. Yami rolled his eyes.
"Because they will be out looking for us." Bakura snickered at this.
"You mean there out there looking for you, loverboy." Just then, the news jingle played.
"We now have breaking news about the casino robbery that occurred last night. A camera managed to capture this image of a white-haired young man hanging around the casino cages moments before the blackout. When the lights came back on, this image of the suspect was taken as he ran out of the cages." A picture of a pissed off Bakura appeared on the screen. "The public is warned that this man is prossibly armed, and considered very dangerous. If you have any information – " The rest was lost as the three dark spirits began to pack everything they could get their hands on.
"We can't use the airport, they'll be looking for us!" Yami gasped, as they were running downstairs.
"So then what do we do?" Marik asked, running behind him, suddenly he gasped and stopped, making Bakura nearly run over him.
"Watch it you imbecile!" The thief yelled, kicking a dazed Marik over.
"I don't wanna go back to jail!" Marik wailed, curling up in a ball and hugging Bakura's foot. The white-haired boy twitched and kicked the mass of purple cloth, black leather, and hair away from him.
"What if we took a car?"
"You know," Marik shouted over the screaming of the wind "I think I saw a movie like this once!" Next to him, Bakura whooped with joy, turned up his 'car-chase' music, and passed a giant U-Haul. In the backseat however, Yami was sulking.
"Damn. Why'd you two have to go and steal a convertible? My hair will never be the same."
Author's Note –
Well, this chapter was okay… I guess… LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!
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DAR