Bakura leaned back on his chair as he carelessly put the remote of the camera on the red table that seems to be out of place in that gothic and dark room because of its bright color. Then he took the sun flower with a long stem from the same table and a pair of big scissors that was resting on his lap.
He started cutting the petals of the flower and without looking up to the camera, he greeted, "Hello dumb people of the internet. I'm surprised you are still following my videos."
"Recently, the pharaoh and his geek squad found out about the videos and watched them." the white haired man looked up finally and stopped his current activity of torturing the poor sunflower on his hand which has half of its petals gone. "And as predicted they bashed me saying stuff like 'aww Bakura your life is full of hate' and 'why do you have to ruin things for other people' and my personal favorite 'you're so evil Bakura!' But I have some news for ya."
He leaned forward to the camera with a smirk on his face and continued, "I don't hate everything. There are very FEW things that doesn't completely annoy me or even makes me smile once in a while because if I hate everything then that makes me predictable" he leaned back on his chair, the smirk still on his face and he was twirling the flower on his right hand. "And I am NOT predictable." he quickly cut the whole flower off the stem with one swift 'snap'.
"Let's get started shall we?" he threw the stem behind his throne and he inspected the scissors in his hands, "I love sharp things. Not only is it deadly but it scares the crap out of people who sees I carry something sharp and they immediately stays away from me."
"I remember when I and Marik were walking down the street and this old woman was also walking down the street looked at us. Of course, I didn't give my attention." he crossed legs as he continued his story. "Then I noticed that the old woman hurriedly went into this convenience store looking like she was about to be killed. I was confused at first then I realized that my favorite knife was sticking out of my small sling bag. It was amusing."
The ancient thief put his scissors down on the neon red table as carefully as he can before looking back at the camera. "I love coke."
"I love my boyfriend, Ryou," he looked around his room. "But don't tell him, okay?"
"I love watching WWE."
The video skipped to Bakura holding a white rabbit on his lap. "I love bunnies. I mean just look at it! Look at its face! Its soooo adorable! Aren't you little bunny rabbit?" he swooned and started talking to the rabbit, "Yes you are. Yes, you are adorable."
With the bunny gone on his lap, he continued with his little segment with a cup of tea on his hands. He took a sip of the drink and let out a satisfied "aaahh!" before saying, "I love it when the Pharaoh is the one that makes us tea."
Bakura smirked at his invisible audience. "Surprised?" he chuckled a bit and put the cup on his side table. "I don't completely hate the Pharaoh. The only thing that makes me not hate him is that he makes great tea. It's bitter yet sweet! Just how I like my tea."
He leaned forward to the camera the smirk still gracing his lips. "Once I take over the world, I will not kill him as originally planned. Instead, I will make him my tea slave! Where he has to serve me tea for the rest of his pathetic life!"
After the declaration he started laughing maniacally. His voice echoing around the room but his laughter quickly died down as a rich baritone voice I interrupted his evil laughter with a loud "AHEM!"
The thief slowly looked at the young former Pharaoh who was standing to his right, the camera only capturing his torso and the lower half of his body. "I was asked by Ryou to serve you more tea since he's having a good talk with Yugi."
Bakura just stared at the former Pharaoh, losing his voice for the first time in his life. It was a sudden that Yami enters his room without permission just like how sudden Yugi entered his room the other day. The white haired thief swallowed the lump that has formed in his throat and asked: "How much did you hear?"
Yami sat down on the armrest of the chair so that his face was now visible in the video. He crossed his arms and legs making him look regal and more like his former Pharaoh-self. His face held that usual look of indifference as he replied to the thief's question. "Just about me being your tea slave."
The albino smirked at Yami, "So? What do you think?"
"No." was the curt reply.
"It's either you get killed or become my tea slave."
"I rather die."
"Really?" Bakura pushed his teasing further. "But being my tea slave is a much better option."
Yami snickered at what Bakura said, "Your mind goes wild sometimes. First it's just a tea slave then it becomes outrageous like-" the Pharaoh stopped his sentence and looked at the camera. He didn't notice the camera at first. "Is that rolling?"
"Yes it is." Bakura smirked like he won.
"Turn it off." Yami demanded.
"No way!" the albino laughed. "I want the world to know what you gotta say! So continue. 'First it's just a tea slave then it becomes outrageous like?' " Bakura gestured at his enemy to continue while the other just glared at him.
"Turn. It. Off!"
"I love annoying you!" Bakura laughed.
The ruby-eyed teen stood up and turned off the camera roughly that before the video ended, it shook a bit.
Author's Note: Here you go! A little twist to this little spin-off :D Thank you to those who reviewed and followed this story :D You guys inspired me to write more and more of this. I laugh at some of the comments like TheFluffyBakura's comments ^-^ So yeah! To express my love to ya'll, I made Bakura say things that he loves... but he's going back to hating after this XD hahahaha Toodles!