Bakura was bored out of his ever loving mind, and he was making sure all those around him knew it

Bakura was bored out of his ever loving mind, and he was making sure all those around him knew it. And by all those around him, he meant the yugi-tachi that his other half had so rudely invited over, just so he could pass some stupid test that was imperative to his wish not to be employed as a janitor's assistant.

Really, what a baby.

Now, the lot of them were all splayed out on Ryou's living room floor, completely forgoing the two kitchen chairs and sofa that Ryou had painstakingly laid out and Bakura knew for a fact that Ryou's backside must be absolutely killing him after last nights activities but he was still sitting on the floor with his semi-friends, with those idiots (what where their names? monda and jounoutsu? No, the first one definitely had an H in there somewhere, and he was sure the second one started with a k, but did it matter?) Getting cheese flavoring all over Ryou's carpet and the papers they were using, and the midget kept saying "but what if the ask that? Why is 3 equals x? that can't be right, pi is way more than that.." and the girl kept smacking the cheesy idiots for making jokes and cuddling all over Yugi and asking Ryou if he'd found a girlfriend yet, as she was one of those utterly pathetic people that thought that gayness could be easily combated if you just acted twice as slutty as you normally do, and in Bakura's esteemed opinion, that was quite an accomplishment for the stupid witch.

All in all, it was giving Bakura a headache, and he had removed himself from Ryou's mind long ago. And Ryou was clearly, idiotically, enjoying himself. What the hell? It was the most annoying thing in the whole world, bar none. He wasn't even looking at Bakura, sulking on the couch, completely ignoring every noise, movement, or rude comment in the direction of the Yugi-Tachi. So Bakura had dipped into his last reserve of obnoxiousness;

"62 dismembered heads on the floor, 62 dismembered heads, you take one down, kick it around, 61 dismembered heads on the floor."

He was well aware that his singing was terrible, as was this particular version of one of the most infuriatingly mindless songs ever to grace the time-space continuum, and also that he was singing at a far higher decibel than it ever needed to be.

Ever.

And furthermore, he was also aware that it was having the desired effect on everyone but his hikari. But it was better than outright grabbing Ryou, yelling, MINE! And making a run for the bedroom, though that didn't sound like a bad idea in any way that Bakura could think of, besides one; Ryou would give him that look.

That look that drove him absolutely up the wall, that look that would melt a mountain if Ryou was disappointed enough in it. No, Bakura was sitting on a couch, far away from any proper contact with his hikari, watching as the group of classmates laughed and yelled and learned and ignored him. But they were paying absolute attention to Ryou, and that made it almost completely worth it.

Almost.

"61 dismembered heads on the floor, 61 dismembered heads…"

R&B

This was as spur of the moment as it looks, I assure you. I think I like writing Bakura like this, utter brat that he is. Still slightly OOC all around, though.

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