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Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! If I did everyone would be gay and not just Pegasus. (I also don't own the abridged series: I love LK)
Foxluna- You're a little too smart for your own good…I might have to silence you for knowing of my predictable tactics. Dun dun dun! No, just kidding but I love that you have the same thinking process that I do. Kudos.
deadlyrose123- Your prayers have been answered *giggles* I do feel the story is lacking a lot and someone else could do it a whole lot better, but I like putting my ideas out there
CardgamesonMotorcycles- When the phone rings for pure awesomeness I must answer the call! Because, I am The Queen of Cliff Han-(door slams in face) Grrr! I thought we settled this! Hold the doors open you foolish fools! (cough) So yes I will be continuing to add some more "innocent naïve" Yugi.
Samaurai- I know but its for good reason, you'll see. ;)
Chapter 3: Aibou Down (dumb title I know)
Bakura obviously didn't know who in the name of Anubis he was dealing with. The angrier I got the more it incoraged him to keep up his tedious game. He loved testing my patience and he was waiting 'til the very moment I snapped. He would get his wish and it would be a very unpleasant surprise.
I let Yugi's hand fall from mine and drop back at his side with a silent pat. I saw him look up at me with hurt eyes he let out a whimper that made my heart swell.
I gave him a silent apology, but other than that I did not acknowledge him. I didn't trust my voice anymore, anything I said could have set of a bubbling sea of tears from my Aibou; and I couldn't let that happen.
My eyes were trained on the whitenette that had claimed a spot on the twin sized bed, knowing that this memory would taint that innocent looking bed forever. I don't think I'd ever find myself sleeping in it again. I made a loud growling noise toward the bed making the floor below my feet rumble with excitement.
Bakura's eye squinted further as a smirk found its way to his lips with glee; the sense of his achievement at pissing me off obviously encouraging him to go on with his pointless banter. "What's wrong Pharaoh? Had enough already? Or have I still not done my job correctly?" He taunted me while he began to rise from the bed.
I didn't know what he meant by his job, probably the job of being the villain in the story, but this was not the time for joking around. I was sure right then and there if he didn't leave I was going to murder him. His blood would splatter on the walls creating a new paint for the pale room. His flesh would become covers for the furniture in the small space; nice protection for when the sunlight hits the window in just the right angle and decides to burn holes in the wood. I'd also, being the gentleman that I am, make my precious Aibou a couple of pieces of jewelry; using The Thief King's bones as a base with a lovely purple vain to decorate it to perfection. My fists clenched at my sides and shook with anticipation. I could almost feel my demonic claws scratching into his flesh and tearing it right from the bone in one sickening scrape.
These murderous thoughts could only be caused by one thing. My crimson eyes looked at the thief with pure frustration and hate. No one fucks with the Aibou; no one.
Yugi Motou's POV
What on earth is going on…. I stared at the scene in front of me with intense confusion. Yami was in a fighting stance and his aura had changed from black to a dangerously dark crimson. Bakura was smiling at him with the pure intent of milking this moment for all it was worth.
I could feel myself mentally face palming with disapproval. Was it too much to ask when you asked a Thief and a Tomb Raider for some relationship advice? I thought over with discomfort.
I wasn't able to ask Joey Wheeler because he's usually at Seto Kaiba's house with his own relationship problems.
Anzu wasn't comfortable with the way I liked Yami, she was still my friend; just not the supportive and caring friend I needed right now.
Then their was Tristain who's been single most of his life and is chasing after Joey's sister Serenity as we speak. I shivered in place. I'd probably never find myself asking him for advice on how to get Yami to show how he really felt about me.
Ryou was a nice candidate with his intelligence and want to help others in need. But, Ryou was still studying for the Exam I'd finished studying for a few weeks ago.
And then there was Marik...yeah I'm pretty sure that one's self explanatory.
I was chased away from my deep thoughts when I felt a strange aura beckoning to me from beyond the open door of my closet. I decided 'why not?' and began tiptoeing away from the soon to be crime scene. Lord knows if I stayed I'd be an unnecessary witness to a cold blooded murder. Besides who would want to explain this to the cops? Not me.I quietly moved to the darkened insides of my double door closet, making sure not to touch anything that might give my movements away. I didn't want to alert Yami's cold hearted and malicious domineer to my cautious movement to the shadows that called out to me; for if I did there was no telling what he'd do.
Upon reaching the empty shell of a corner, completely without sound or movement, I reached my hand into the shadows and waited for the presence I felt earlier to make itself know again. After all, what could happen to a simple Domino city boy like me? I wondered; not noticing the shadows that slowly began to tower over me like flames from a burning building.
The presence I'd felt came back with a vengeance; and a hand. The hand curled its long fingers around my wrist, making my temperature drop several degrees. I shivered at the chilling sensation and shut my eyes firmly. What's going on? I wondered to myself; knowing damn well if I said it out loud something bad would happen. But who said something bad wasn't already happening to me?
Two more cold chills brought me back from my deep intermission and traveled up my legs. I had to admit at this point, I was frightened. My curiosity had gotten me into trouble at times, but not in my own bed room!..wait I take that back, there was that one other time-
my thoughts were suddenly interrupted once again by the lack of floor I could feel. But then it came back and planted itself on my back. I'd had my feet taken out from under me and was now being dragged into the dark closet. I tried to scream but a dark shadow kept my mouth shut firmly. I began to cry. What the heck had I gotten into know!?
Yami's POV
I circled around in the small space of Yugi and I's bedroom, keep my eyes on the Thief king that mirrored my movements while staring wickedly at me.
My eyes glowed red with rage and murderous aura was fit to match, the second he made his move towards me I'd be ready to kill the sorry bastard right there on the floor.
"Well Pharaoh, it seems I've already won this battle." Bakura said smuggling coming to a stop in our symmetrical dance of life and death.
I snorted at him and raising my knife like claws in his direction. "And How on Ra's bright sun did you come to that conclusion?" I countered his confident tone.
But to my surprise the white-nette only shrugged with a smirk of endearment. "I wonder where Yugi could have gone." He mused aloud looking coy, placing a finger at the base of his chin.
My fury turned to worry as my eyes wandered around the room, looking for my smaller half. I tried to catch even a glimpse of his amethyst eyes, his spikey violet tips, or his baby blue pajamas; but to no avail. He'd simply disappeared, and so had Marik. I wiped back to the thief kind and his phycotic grin. "What did you do with my Aibou you stupid bunny."
Bakura smiled broadly at me, reflecting his pride and achievements. "Oh, its not what I have done that you should worry about. It's what I'm going to do that should frighten you the most." he said cheekily, stepping towards me now. "Now what will you do pathetic little pharaoh? If you were to kill me, you'd never see your precious "Aibou" again. HAHAHAHAHA!" He evil laughter rung through the room in a chorus of vile treason.
I sneered at him. He had a point, how was I to get him away from my Aibou and get him out of our house? What to do...
Suddenly the door to the bedroom burst open with a loud BANG and a sandy blond Egyptian walked through the door. "Hello~ Did someone order a sexy tanned Egyptian!? Well if you did I've got a hefty package that someone needs to sign for!" Marik said loudly walking in and looking around. He wore a pink night gown that read "party girl" and had lace stitched at the top and bottom of the revealing gown. his bunny slippers padded the ground, their ears flopping from side to side.
When, he walked all the way in, past the door, his lavender eyes rested on our figures in the darkness. Eyes widened with shock, he began walking towards us. "I can't believe this! There was a sleep over and I wasn't invited!? Some kind of friends you are!" He huffed folding his arms in a dramatic fashion.
Bakura and I exchanged eye contact with one and other, both of us on the same level of confusion as the other. Bakura voiced his curiosity and turn to the tanned figure. "Marik, what the bloody hell are you doing here? Are you stalking me again like yesterday?" He asked Marik in a mocking manner.
Marik arched an eyebrow at Bakura, befuddled by the question. "Actually I was catching up on my beauty sleep, not that I need it, when your angry voiced Hikari called me on the phone telling me that Melvin was here. But, before I could hang up the phone there was a knock at my door and When I opened it Ryou was standing there, phone in hand, in his pajamas looking more pissed off then Seto Kaiba when he realizes he's about to lose another children's card game! Then he dragged me here by my hair." Marik explained as a matter of factly.
I found it humorous, but when I looked to Bakura his face was drained of all amusement and mischief. His wide mahogany eyes shrunk and stared off into space. "Ryou is here with you?" he asked silently.
Marik nodded happily. "In fact he's coming up the stares right now." He said cheerily.
That was all it took for Bakura to sprint over to my bedroom window and lift the latches. "I've got to get out of here before-" He was stopped by the sound of the door slamming open again and loud stomp entering the room. "Yami The Thief King Bakura, YOU GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!" A white haired boy screeched entering the room in a baby blue tank top and pajama pants to match.
I groaned angrily. How do these people keep getting into my house!?
WARNING YOU HAVE JUST BEEN CLIFF HUNG, YOU MIGHT WANNA SEE A DOCTOR ABOUT THAT...
Thanks so much for waiting you guys. I'll do my best to update quicker.
Yami: like hell you will, can I just kill everyone in the next chapter? That would make me very happy indeed.
Yugi: No! Bad Pharaoh! No mind crush!
Yami: Why~? wouldn't it make you happy to have lots of new jewelry?
Yugi: Not if its all made out of my friend's bones!
Yami: Well you're no fun. 5 reviews and she'll get it up faster blah blah blah.
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