Author's Notes!
Red: Heh, sorry for the long wait... We got... Sidetracked.
Star: Ooh, a butterfly~
Stitches: Well... Anyway. Didn't you want to reply to some anonomous reviewers?
Red: OH YEAH! Darn you anonomous people... Torturing me like that... MAKING ME UNABLE TO ANSWER! BUT I REFUSE TO TURN OFF ANON REVIEWS. Every little thing counts ^-^
Anna-Maria25
Gonna reply to both of your reviews... Thank you! I'm glad you like it! The lemon will be here soon, I promise. Just wait another chapter or two? Glad you think it's funny! Patience is a virtue, my dear ;3
MagicPinata
I love you. Plain and simple.
Stitches: I LOVE YOU, TOO!
... Anyway... Thank you for the excellent review! Don't be insulted, but I have to say, I read your review hearing it in a British accent in my head... I dunno why, I just did... ANYWAY. Trust me, much more crazy things will ensue. MUCH more :D Making up words is very much win... I can't believe I just said "very much win"... Thank you for the praise! I agree that when something is described in detail, then you turn it into a joke, it makes it all the more funny. Why thank you for this excellent review person-who-seems-awesome-because-they-are-just-awesome-like-that :D I hope you continue to enjoy~!
Star: ... Can we let them read now?
Red: *sigh* I wish, but we gotta do the disclaimers. Plus, I have something to say. Quite a few of you have been looking forward to the lemons. I would like to inform you that they will probably happen in another chapter or two. Just be patient. Oh, and I failed to apologize for any errors you may find, as I type on Wordpad which has no spellcheck... On that note, I don't own Wordpad or spellcheck.
Stitches: She doesn't own Yugioh! or Saw.
Star: And she doesn't own Lady Gaga or Bad Romance!
Red: I also don't own the Nintendo DS(though I have a DSi...), nor do I own Sonic the Hedgehog. Alright~! Hope you enjoy your new chapter~!
The lock to the door clicked open softly. A slight "ping" was heard as the previously-in-use paperclip dropped to the floor outside of the apartment. A tall figure descended into the murky darkness of the small living room.
"Where the hell is the damn lightswi- FUCK!" Someone fell to the floor with a "BANG!", grumbling. "Fucking furniture... If Ra intended us to have furniture... You know, I really don't know where I was going with that..." Finally finding the lightswitch, the room was illuminated and the figure blinked at the sudden brightness. He shed his black trenchcoat onto the couch and slowly crept through the apartment, turning lights on as he went.
He poked his head into his roommate's room, finding it empty. With a frown, he walked in and observed the small bedroom. Finding nothing, he shrugged and went into the kitchen. Upon entering said room, he found a note written in unfamiliar handwriting on the tiny table. The note read,
"Dear Bakura,
Ryou is staying the night at my house tonight. We'll be discussing our duel strategies and such. Don't bother checking in on us!
Love- Er, from Yuugi."
Bakura frowned at the note. It seemed... suspicious. But not too suspicious. I'll save Ryou on Saturday, he thought. Tossing the note onto the kitchen floor, he headed back to his room in the apartmen to undress. As he was walking out of the kitchen, he could have sworn he heard something in the cupboard in the bathroom down the hall... But there was no way.
The thief's shirt was halfway off by the time he was in his room. He then proceeded to remove the rest of his clothing as he entered the bathroom, discarding his pants on the tile floor, and his underwear soon after. He slowly turned one of the nozzles on the shower. It's a good thing, too, because at that very moment another sound came from the cupboard. Luckily for the cupboard mouse or whatever made the sound, the sound of running water covered its little mistake.
The cupboard door slowly opened, creaking just slightly. A foot poked out of the door, slowly easing it's owner from their hiding spot. The limb froze when Bakura reached a hand out, searching for the radio knob. After a few seconds, the hand found its target, blasting the bathroom with Lady Gaga. The leg protruding from the cupboard started slowly easing out again, followed by hips and another leg. The bottom half of this person's body that ws showing was covered by what looked like a black-and-white, striped jail uniform. Running up the right leg were the numbers "78482437". As the rest of the body was eased out, one could observe that the uniform was halfway unzipped so that the empty arms hung limply around the hips and down to the knees. The top half of the woman (the shape was now distinguishable) was covered with a black cutoff tank top. Her face was covered with a creepy porcelain-doll mask with stitches running from the top-left of her head to the opposite side on her chin. As she stood up, she held up a frying pan in her right hand.
"I want your love, and I want your revenge~!" Bakura's voice carried over the water and the radio. Stitches couldn't help but notice that he was terribly out of tune... Focus, she thought. Focus... "Et je veux ta revenge~!" Her hand reached out to the curtain, about to pull it back...
"I DON'T WANNA BE FRIEENNN- AAHHHHHHHHH!" The curtain flew open and Bakura screamed in a very un-manly manner.
"Yo, mind if I borrow this?" asked Stitches as she swung the frying pan at his head. With a yelp and a clang, Bakura was on the floor of the shower. He lifted his head up.
"What the hell was that-" BANG. "OH MY FUCKING RA, STO-" BANG. And that was it for Bakura. He was unconscious on the floor of the shower. Smirking, Stitches reached over and turned off the shower, then dragged him onto the bathroom floor. She looked over his body, drool beginning to form in her mouth. With a loud slurp, she bent down and begrudgingly wrapped a towel around his waist and begain walking him outside. She left all the lights on. Because, really, who cares about the power bill when yaoi is on the line?
Star cried in defeat as she died. Again. For the fiftieth time.
"I... I guess I'm not any good after all..." With a pout, she set down her Nintendo DS on the dashboard of the car. "I wonder when Stitches will be out...?" Seeing Stitches was nowhere in sight, she turned her rage to her DS. "It's YOUR fault! If you weren't... So... Damn... WEIRD!" She lashes out at the game system, sending it flying across the vehicle. "GOD DAMN FUCKING MACHINE. STUPID SONIC, ALL YOUR FUCKING 3D GAMES FUCKING SUCK. YOU SHOULD JUST- Hey..." Her attention was turned to Stitches emerging from the lit-up apartment. With a grin, Star started the car, waiting for her cohort. She quickly moved back into the passenger's seat, putting her mask back onto her face.
Stitches opened the door to the backseat and tossed Bakura's unconscious body onto the seat. In his harsh landing, his towel slipped a bit, letting everything hang out. Star glanced back at him, then blushed a bit, while still thinking, Yes! Perfect~!
Stitches glanced over at Star. "Ready?" she asked.
"Yup!" Star chirped. Stitches started the car and they drove off towards the secret hideout.
"Yes, yes, yes!" The camera showed three unconscious bodies in a dark room. "All going perfect! Now, just as long as Star and Stitches come back with the right toy..." Red turned her chair around to face the giant fireplace in the observation room.
"CRIMSY-CHAAAN~!" Red internally facepalm'd at the nickname Star had gotten quite fond of giving her. Never again was Star going to be allowed to watch anime in Japanese...
"Crimsy-chan, we brought the new toy~! And Olive Garden~!" Red spun around, eyeing the bags that obviously had food in them.
"Did... Did you get me something?" asked Red. Star held up a box with a meek expression.
"Well, we didn't know what you would want, so... Chicken tetrazinni?" Red shrugged.
"Fine with me." She took the box and opened it. "Did we get any drinks?" Stitches nodded and held up one of the drinks. Red grabbed it and started slurping. "So, where's the new toy?"
"In the room with the others," replied Stitches. Red nodded.
"Well, we shall do introductions, soon. Let's eat first." With that, they all sat down and dug into their delicious Olive Garden food.
"Breadstick?"
"OH GOD, YES."
"Unng... Where am I?" Malik sat up and rubbed the back of his head, wincing when his fingers found a tender spot. "Where... Where in Ra's fucking name am I?" Looking around the dark room, he noticed three large lumps on the floor. He crawled over to a particurly fluffy-looking one and poked it, only getting a small whimper before a screen flickered to life in front of them.
"Hello," the voice boomed, rousing most of the lumps. One still lay on the floor, unaware. "Do you all know why you're here?" Bakura started to open his mouth, but was interrupted before he even started talking. "Of course you don't! You've all been brought here for a reason. Love. Ring a bell?" All of them stared at the shadowy figure on the screen. "All of you think that you'll never find love. Never find the perfect person to be with. Never find your soul mate. You were all too stupid to see that the person you love was always right in front of you." All of them looked at her incredulously.
"But-"
"We have one rule, here. Fuck, or you're fucked. That is all, goodbye."
Red: Ah, well, there's the new chapter. Hope you enjoyed~
Star: Reviews, please? We could always use help :3
Stitches: And the author's note at the top could contain important information. I suggest you at least skim it.
Red: That is all, goodbye.