Ok, I'm proud of myself, I might get this story done by the end of today. Haha! I hope you're enjoying it, I'm gonna finishing off 'Hold Me' and 'Chaz It Up' when my laptop works again, because I have the chapters on there…and its broke and I really don't wanna re-write them. So yeah…enjoy!
"Malik, I need you to listen to me, and do exactly what I say, when I say it…or imply it. Understood?"
"…Why are you making up all the plans?" Bakura hit Malik around the head, giving him an evil glare.
"Now, I'm going to go out there and try and look as if I work here, I'm going to distract everyone, while I distract them, run behind them and mind crush the helicopter driver, throw him overboard/tie him up, whatever takes your fancy, when alls ready, shout something, anything but my name and we shall escape, got it?"
"What shall I shout?"
"Anything but my name."
"Why?"
"Because, I've not even been here a day, so they'll know who I am and chase me, so shush."
"Ok…" Bakura freed one of Malik's hands and he instantly pulled his rod out, and started caressing it, muttering something incoherent.
"That's just perverse." Bakura shook his head, trying to get rid of the gross mental image.
"Who's these?!" An unfamiliar voice sounded from the other side of the desk, Bakura dead eyed Malik and instantly stood up, smiling, trying to look as much like Ryou as he could…
"Who are you?" Bakura asked menacingly, after deciding Ryou's innocent look, wasn't going to get him anywhere.
"Guard Number 06792. Name, Harris. Who might you be?" Bakura's eyes flashed he hadn't thought that one over…
"Guard Number…00666…Name…Smith…" He glanced around.
"New here?"
"Yes, my first day, in fact…"
"I didn't know we had any new people, what's your section?"
"I haven't been told yet, I'm just standing watch…for today…" The guard looked at Bakura confused, but decided to ask no further questions, as the evil glint in the man's eyes was scaring him.
"Why are you here?" Bakura sneered, eyeing the man, almost making him shake.
"New prisoners."
"I don't see any."
-Bakura you idiot, they're stood behind him, how the hell could you miss them!?-
-I saw them, I'm being distracting.-
-I can read your thoughts, I know you're lying.-
-Piss off hikari, now isn't the time.-
"Ah, yes, I see them, how many are there, sir?"
"5."
"Ok, umm…could you tell me what time…lunch is?" The guard looked confused, very confused, at this moment, Malik had snuck behind the prisoners, and was now pulling faces behind all their backs, Bakura, threw a death stare at Malik, hoping he would hurry up and hijack the helicopter, because he couldn't stall much longer.
"Lunch break will be at 19h00."
"Very well, how many prisoners are in this unit?"
"Over 2000. Why?"
"I just wondered, I heard some other guys gossiping, about some guys trying to escape…"
"Oh, any idea of the name?"
"Ishtar, I believe…" The man thought for a moment, looking confused. Then he laughed.
"Ishtar has tried to escape again? He's cynical, always playing with this silly golden stick; he doesn't have the brains to escape." Bakura mentally laughed.
"Yes well, he's had help, from…Ryou Bakura, I think…" This time the tomb-robbers eyes became intent on the guard, daring him to say something.
"Ryou Bakura? He's the new guy, came early hours of this morning, by the sounds of it, he wasn't a full shilling-split personality, pleaded guilty in court, those 2 maniacs would be able to get out their cells, never mind the building." Bakura became angry, very angry, just as he was about to yell and scream at the guard, he heard a huge yell, coming from the chopper…
"ANZU LOVER, CAN WE SEE ANZU LOVER PLEASE."
Now Bakura was exceptionally mad, smirking his pulled the hat off, letting his hair fall down, kicking the guard between the legs, he ran past him shouting,
"Not smart enough are we? Suck on this, dumb ass!" And then headed to the helicopter, slamming the door.
"Malik.I.Am.Going.To.Kill.You.Slowly.And.Painfully." He glared at the blonde man, and then pushed him away from the controls, looking at the buttons, Malik swear he heard the words 'Stupid Kaiba kid.' Or something like that. After 5 minuets, of hovering, the jail alarm sounded, and in a frenzy, Bakura pressed all the buttons he could reach, sending the chopper up and sideways.
"So, Bakura, how's it going?" Malik looked smug at the frustrated albino, hastily pressing the buttons.
"Fuck off…go play with you're rod. I'm busy."
"Oooh touchy, I see. Well, I thought I'd better tell you that we cant get any help, I ripped out the radio signals, then the tracker, the radar and the mirrors. I also threw the pilot into the sea."
"Why did you get rid of the mirrors, may I ask?"
"I didn't want you been distracted by you're reflection, I mean, look at you're concentration now, its ridiculous."
"I am not vain, you're the one who covers themselves in jewellery, and wears a short shirt. Why did this place have mirrors anyway?"
"I dunno, maybe cos the pilot was female…or a feminine guy."
"Whatever, shut up and go watch out for anything that could take us down, and look for somewhere to land out the window, I'm too busy working out these damn controls to look."
"Bakura?"
"WHAT?!"
"I just wanted to say, thank-you for saving me."
"That's a first."
"Yeah, I know, I mean, if you hadn't, I would never have had the chance to take the piss out of you again."
"What do you mean?"
"I can see the map around your neck."
"DAMN YOU MALIK!"
Promptly afterwards, Bakura abandoned the controls to dive on Malik, between pounding his face, and yelling curses, he heard a slight beeping coming from the switches.
"…Beeping…that's never good…" running frantically towards the controls, both men looked at each for a moment, before pressing and pulling everything in sight.
-Try the auto pilot button.-
-Try the what?-
-Autopilot. Its that blue button, with the picture on.-
-What will it do?-
-Drive the chopper for you…all you do, is enter the co-ordinates of the place you want to go.-
-Malik ripped out the radar.-
-Make something up…that sounds similar to home.-
-Got it. I think…hey, since when did you become a genius?-
-I've seen a few movies, so it's worth a try.-
"Button, Button, where is the button…AHA!" Bakura slammed the button down and a strange voice filled the craft.
"ENTER CO-ORDINATES." 'What seems like an appropriate co-ordinate…?' Bakura pondered…thinking about the home town…
"Enter Co-Ordinates DO-567 Malik."
"Why?"
"Just do it." Malik tapped in the co-ordinates.
"CO-ORDINATES DO-567 ENTERED. COURSE SET FOR DOMINO CITY POLICE STATION."
"Shiiiitttt!" Bakura yelled, 'Stupid, stupid guess!'
-Having problems?-
-We're heading for the police station!-
-Just turn off auto pilot when we get near there…where did you get those co-ordinates anyway? That was too good of a guess for you…-
-On the way here, when you was asleep, I heard a voice say those co-ordinates, so yeah…it seemed a good idea.-
-Oh well, it's still Domino I suppose. You better start another plan to get us out of this.-
Within 20 minuets, the top of KaibaCorp was visible through the clouds, and Bakura knew they where over the city, now to turn off auto pilot and land somewhere safe. As much as a good idea KaibaCorp would be, Kaiba would no doubt personally kill the albino for coming on his property, after been banned, twice, for wrecking the equipment, as if Kaiba couldn't afford to replace it. With no ideas on where to go, the best place seemed to be the school football grounds, it was out of the way, so, after hitting several buttons, and the auto pilot refusing to turn off, Bakura had an amazing idea…