*Authors Note: I'm having a few boyfriend troubles at the moment, so this might be a little angsty. Please excuse. Also note that the chapters are named after the character's hates. And there is nothing except a best friend relationship between Sunny and Ryou, unless you guys want it to be. A bit more on that later. PLEASE REMEMBER! SUNNY, CHAIKRAH AND THE PLOT ARE MINE! I DO NOT OWN YU-GI-OH!*

*Chapter 4: I hate flowers*

*RYOU*

"...and I just woke up in the Sakura Blossom Forest alone!" Sunny complained to me while she played with my silvery-white hair. I was nervous. Should I tell her what happened? She probably already knew about Chaikrah, but what about Bakura, Mariku and the Pharaoh? I felt her cold hands plait my hair and tie it off. She grabbed by head and turned my face to look at hers. She squinted. "Not a good look." and turned my head back. "Owowowowowowowowowowow!" I squealed as she pulled the hair-tie out. She wriggled my hair loose. "Don't be such a wuss, Ryou. Anyway, do you have any clue what happened?" I turned to her. "Well... I do actually. Well, see these?" I pointed to our Millennium Items. "These contain sprits of ancient Egyptian criminals." It was silent for a second until she whispered unbelievably, "Bull-fucking-shit." I smiled sheepishly. "I'm afraid not."

I watched Sunny bang a rock over and over again on her Millennium Irons. After I told her about the Items, she couldn't be more eager to get them off. It had been about 20 minutes of this when I said, "You're not going to be able to get them off." Her angry but disappointed eyes looked at my face. "FUCK!" Her face was a bit red, and her right hand had little scrapes that were bleeding. "Erm, do you want a bandaid?" She looked confused. "Why?" She looked at her hand. "Oh." She stood up. "I'm going to the first aid office. Wait for me." And she started walking away. I was alone, again. I caught a Sakura Blossom floating in the wind in my hand. I opened up my hand and looked at it. I kept one finger on it so it wouldn't fly away. It fluttered like a little pink butterfly. I could hear Bakura's voice in my head. It was sinisterly blank sounding. "That little, fragile blossom is your friend Sunshine's life. Bit by bit, it will come apart, whether it does itself, or I have to help. Chaikrah is mine."

"What is he doing here?" was my first thought when I saw Marik Ishtar at our school. And why was he waiting outside the girls toilets? I thought he was gay! He gave me a dirty look. Whoops. I forgot he could read minds. I could hear Bakura growling. Then I noticed Sunny walk out of the small building. She noticed him and started to yell. I could hear her cussing and screaming from the gate. "What the fuck are you doing here?" I looked at my shoes. I decided to walk away. It wasn't my business, or was it? I stopped. She was my best friend. I couldn't just leave her there with some evil guy. "Hey!" I shouted, "Leave her alone!"

*BAKURA*

There goes my hikari, risking his life, again. Although, if Marik did try anything to hurt him, I would formally rip his pretty little face off with a Spork. I could hear that painful bitch, Sunny, say with a smile, "Oh, thank you, Ryou, you came to save me! I knew I could count on you!" Ryou sighed. I was sick of this debacle, so I decided to bother myself with other things. First of all my problems was stealing the Millennium Puzzle. But I had proved many times to myself that it was impossible to do alone. That built onto my second problem. I needed Chaikrah, but she didn't trust me or like me enough to kill the Pharaoh for me. Bugger this. I needed to do something to make her like me, to trust me. A present...?

*c7.000 BCE*

"I shouldn't have done that." Chaikrah was looking guilty, kneeling down, cleaning the blood from her sword. "It's just that peasants make me angry." I chuckled. "I know what you mean. Just wandering around, conning, being loud, haggling..." Her blood-soaked face looked up and smiled at me. "Those are dumb reasons, Bakura. I think it's because the peasants that wander around are those types of people my sister sells herself to. The merchants, the farmers, and don't forget those ones that call themselves 'adventurers'. Her face was scowling in distaste. "I just remember that, and all I can feel is rage and I'll be out of control. I mean, I even bit a woman's arm off with my teeth. I hate how I do this! I hate it! I hate me!" I ducked down to look into her crumpled face, stained with angry tears. "You need to understand, Chaikrah, that these people deserve it. They deserve to be punished for what they did to your family. What they did to your sister. What they did to you." She looked confused. "So I should kill you?"

I anxiously picked a velvety red flower from its bed. "Well, considering what I said, I guess you have every right to..." We both stood up. "...If you can catch me that is." I jumped up and my right foot landed on a windowsill, which I used to project myself up wards to the, flat, sandy roof. Chaikrah sprang after me. She was incredibly fast! She was starting to catch up to me. I had been way too confident that I would be faster. The hot Egyptian sun was searing, which made sweat pour down my face so much it was dripping. We were jumping from each rooftop for what seemed for years when I remembered the flower clutched in my sweaty hand. This was my only chance. My feet scraped along the sandy rooftop as I watched pure blonde death sprinting at me in a short white dress. I threw my hand out. She stopped and looked into my hand. She looked up at me. Then she looked down again. I was panting as she contemplated the flower. She picked it up, looked deep into my fatigued eyes, and smiled sweetly as she cooed, "I don't think I should kill you after all."

*BACK IN THE PRESENT*

Of course! I was sure that red flower would do it. But... would it bring back bad memories? Or will it help her become her old, sweet self again? "OOF!" I heard someone yell as they got hit. I decided to take over. Sunny was bashing the shit out of Mariku whose Millennium Rod was just out of reach of his tanned arm. "WHO-THE-FUCK-ARE-YOU?" Sunny shouted with each punch as Mariku was trying desperately to push her off. When he succeeded, he stood up and shouted, "You fucking bitch, I am going to fucking rip you legs off and fucking feed them to you!" Sunny smiled menacingly at Mariku's sneering face. "I'd like to see you try." I did too. But why Chaikrah hadn't come out yet was a mystery to me. He lunged towards Sunny, but he was deflected by some invisible wall. Sunny looked up. Her eyes were a murderous lilac. She poisonously sneered, "I hope you know that I'm impossible to kill."

*NekoNeko: YAY! I finally got chapter 4 done. This took me about two weeks to finish because I hadn't had much time to write and I keep on getting distracted!

PAIRING VOTE!

Should Ryou and Sunny be a couple? Or should they stay BIFFFFFLLLLLS? (Best friends lol)

Chaikrah and Bakura?

Marik and Sunny?

Please tell me what you want in the reviews and I will take your votes into consideration! Thankyou!

Ninja Steve: Everyone's going to die; Of course.

NekoNeko: *SLAMS NINJA STEVE TO THE FLOOR* Of course not!

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