Author's Note: Thanks for all the reviews so far! Did I forget to tell you guys you're amazing? I did? HOLY! Hope this'll make up for it!
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Feel better? I thought so.
Here's the chappie!
P.S. I think I was channeling Bakura when I wrote the first letter or something… *shivers*
Chapter XII: Letters
Dear Obnoxious Human,
I believe it was bloody rude to act like a hooker from the streets to me and a stuck-up bitch to my twin. Take your degraded self and leave us alone.
Since I have to apologize for something in this letter, I'll say this: I'm sorry you will die alone.
Warm regards, Bakura
Bakura liked this draft. A lot. He was all ready to send it directly to The Chihuahua.
Unfortunately, Ryou found it…
"BAKURA! How could you say those things to that sweet and innocent girl?"
Bakura winced as his 'brother' yelled into his ear. He explained, "Sorry, Ryou, but the gal's a bitch. You don't even know her. I only met her once and already know she's a slut."
"BAKURA!" Ryou cried again, "Stop using language!" He stared off into space with a dreamy look and described, "That girl is nothing but a sweetheart. She has golden hair and green eyes that dazzle like-"
"Two dried up raisins?" Bakura guessed.
Ryou shot him a glare and then returned to imagining the girl.
"Wait a second…" Bakura received a small revelation and noted, "I know that look…" He gasped. "Do you actually like that bitch?"
Ryou ignored the language, lost in the shock of the question, and tucked a pale strand of hair behind his ear, whispering, "Maybe."
Bakura groaned. Of all the people for his hakari to like! It had to be her. Why her? Why?
But, suddenly, the spirit's mind rapidly created a plan. A devious one. Oh, revenge would be his. Even more revenge. No, this girl hadn't suffered enough! Her suffering was only beginning. But, he had to act fast and cease the opportunity before it passed him by.
"You're right, Ryou." Bakura snatched his first draft out of his 'twin's' hand and lied through his teeth, "That girl deserves better. I'll go make up a new letter right away."
Ryou blushed as he was reminded of the girl and mumbled, "Thank you."
Bakura mentally threw up but replied, "No problem."
The thief sat down at the desk in their dorm and began writing away, his ingenious plan beginning to take form. Yes, the plan was being pushed into motion immediately. But, first-
"Hey, wait," Bakura turned to Ryou and inquired, "What's The Chihua- I mean, what's that girl's name?" Good thing he caught himself…
"Her name's Kepi."
Wow, even her name screams hooker… Bakura thought with slight amusement. He commented something like, "That's nice" before returning to his second draft of the letter.
Hmm, Bakura thought with satisfaction as he looked over his completed letter, The Chihuahua is gonna love this.
-transition-
"What's this?" Kepi wondered aloud to herself as she opened her locker and a letter fell gracefully onto the hallway floor from it.
She leaned to the floor and retrieved the paper, unfolding it to indulge in its words.
It read:
Dearest Kepi-
I deeply apologize for being so childish the day we met. I just didn't know any other way to get your attention.
I'd like to start over. Please, I'd like to go to dinner with you this Friday night. If you accept, leave a note in my locker.
Deeply appreciated, Bakura
Kepi melted under the words. A date with that eye candy? Who wouldn't say yes?
The highschooler closed her locker and leaned against it, hugging the letter to her heart. She gave a dramatic sigh.
Once she was able to fully absorb its luscious words, she skipped to class happily, tucking the letter in her side bag.
Bakura smirked from around the corner.
Mortals were so easy to fool. Especially hookers. That letter may have been hell to write, but it looked like it was going to be worth it.
The spirit, content with his work, went to class to implicate part two of his plan.
He discovered Ryou saving a desk for him in history class.
"Where have you been, 'Kura?" Ryou inquired. He informed, "You're ten minutes late."
Bakura sat down in his saved seat and explained with an innocent expression, "I was just delivering that apology letter to The Chi- I mean, Kepi."
"Oh," Ryou articulated. He squirmed uncomfortably and questioned almost too quietly to hear, "How did it go?"
Bakura inwardly smirked and stated, "Perfect. And, I have some exciting news for you."
"What?" Ryou asked, his eyes as large as his curiosity.
Bakura let a small smile escape as he leaked, "Kepi wants to go out with you this Friday night."
Ryou's face flushed a deep crimson. He looked like some type of British tomato.
"Wh- what? Are you- are you sure?" he barely managed to stutter.
Bakura let his smirk reveal itself as he replied, "Absolutely." He added, "I'll give you some tips before the date, alright?"
Ryou nodded hesitantly, his face still bright red.
Oh, yes, Bakura thought, Revenge will be mine.
-transition-
"Okay, Ryou," Bakura coached his 'brother', "Kepi likes to call everyone by their last name, so don't correct her when she calls you 'Bakura'. It'll make her self-concious."
Ryou nodded in agreement then inquired, "But, do I really need to wear your clothes, Bakura? They're making me feel uncomfortable." The smaller albino squirmed in a black coat of Bakura's.
Sh-, I don't have an excuse for that… I'll just have to get him distracted on something else… Bakura contemplated. "Let's talk about where you're going," he quickly shifted subjects.
Ryou dropped his previous question and nodded.
"Okay," Bakura described, "You're going out to dinner, so you need to class it up a bit." He narrowed his eyes at his hakari and clarified, "And, if Kepi is anything but classy, you get the hell out of there. Got it?"
Ryou's eyes grew, and he stumbled, "What- what do you mean?"
That's right, Bakura recalled, Ryou's been completely protected his whole damn life. He's so… innocent. So, how do I go about this? He began, "Ryou, not all girls out there are as innocent as you think." He leaned in for dramatic effect. "Some want more than you're willing to give them."
Ryou's eyes gleamed with fearful, unshed tears.
"Don't give it to them," Bakura stressed, "Do the right thing at all costs." Ra, when had he let himself get so soft?
Nonetheless, Ryou swallowed and answered in a stumble, "O- okay."
"Good." Bakura pushed Ryou in the direction of the door, saying, "Knock 'em dead, kid."
Ryou bobbed his head and walked out.
It was only after the wooden door closed shut that Bakura added coldly under his breath, "Literally."
Author's Note: Next chapter is probably my favorite chapter yet! Although, I say that about nearly every chapter…
Anyways, please review!