Ryou and Bakura continued to meet up in the park everyday since they met,it's been about a week, and they've both had genuinly fun moments. One might call it friendship.
They wouldn't.
To Bakura, Ryou is the kid he goes to the park to annoy. To Ryou, Bakura is the guy who keeps bugging him at the park.
Ryou's POV
The walk to the park is always so peaceful. The leaves are starting to fall and trees are on both sides of the path. It's graceful, elegant, and... wow, truly just breathtaking. The colors all mix together yet stand out at the same time. Then they swirl to the ground in their own little paths just so people can give themselves their own soundtrack of crunches as the admire this beauty.
To tell the truth, this seems like some cliché movie scene. Or maybe it's just that movies are cliché real-life scenes.
It makes absolute sense!
And absolutely none at all!
Maybe that's why all movies are the same, they study people and their daily routines, then replace them with actors who need to have incredibly short marriages just to maintain their slight fame. I might be over thinking this a tad.
Or I might not be thinking this through enough.
My thoughts were cut short by Bakura yelling "AAAHHHH!" from above what sounds like above.
I immediately stopped and dart my head left and right to find him but he found me first.
By landing on top of me.
That jerk jumped out of a tree to tackle me! I guess it worked because now I'm pinned down on the ground and Bakura is sitting on my back.
We had kicked up a cloud of dirt and leaves when he had forced us into a landing that had been accompanied with a thud and a yelp from a party who shall not be named.
"¡Bajas!" I yelled at him. I had to go do research on my own to find words to say to him. Not really like it matters but a while ago he knew, like, a phrase of Spanish so I can never be too careful.
"Bwahahaha!" Bakura let out a bark of laughter. As odd as it may seem, that's his natural laugh.
Bakura's POV
Previously, before the ambush.
So here I am, sitting in a tree almost completely concealed.
There is a point to this, I assure you.
You see, this tree has big branches that hang over where Ryou walks to get to the park.
Speak of the devil, here comes Ryou! He'll never see this coming! No -must resist- need to evil laugh- at the thought of my revenge. An evil chuckle escaped my lips. The traitor.
Oh screw it! I'm jumping now!
"AAAHHHH!"
THUD
Bulls eye!
"¡Bajas!" Ryou yelled at me. Even though I have know clue what he just said this is hilarious!
"Bwahahaha!" I laugh while sitting on Ryou's back. I enjoyed my victory for a while. And by enjoyed, I mean sat on his back and laughed while Ryou yelled at me. It's a pretty funny situation to find yourself in. And I plan on milking this moment for all it's worth.
After a while, after I had my fill of laughing at his expense, it got boring of just sitting there so I got off him.
Plus he really isn't that much of a comfy chair. Ryou and I stood up and I noticed something odd. One of my shoes was missing. I look down at the sock in the spot where a shoe should be.
I swear it was on my foot when I was in the tree! I was about to interrogate Ryou but he had took off running for the park. Fleeing the scene of the crime eh? I think that automatically makes him guilty.
I took off after him, but man that kid is fast! Oh no, he's climbing up a tree. A tree whose branches are too close together for me to fit though. I'll admit I'm kinda small, but Ryou is just plain puny. There's no way I could follow him. So I settle for the best thing I can do in this situation.
I yell at him. I know we don't speak the same language, but he should get the message. Yelling is nice in that way.
"Give me back my shoe!" I yell at Ryou who had managed to get as close to the top as possible.
"No!" Ryou called back.
"Give it!"
"No!"
"Give it back!"
"No!"
…. This might take a while. And took a while it did, about five minutes later the conversation was continuing like this:
"Give!"
"No!"
"Give me back my shoe!" I yelled up the tree. Then a voice familiar to me interrupted our argument.
"Bakura, why are you yelling at a tree?" The owner of the voice was none other than my closest friend Marik.
"What do you want Marik?" I ask him harshly. Yep, we're the best of friends.
"You know that yelling at the tree won't make it want to give you back your shoe. I don't know why it'd want it in the first place, your feet smell nasty."
"I'm not talking to the tree, smart one, "I explained rolling my eyes. "I'm talking to the kid in the tree who took my shoe."
"How'd he get your shoe?" Marik looked skeptical.
"This isn't the time for questions! I want my shoe back!" I snapped while I nodded my head up to the tree to motion to the kid in said tree.
"Why don't you just ask for it nicely?"
I sigh and began talking very slowly like one would to a child. "Not only is that a stupid idea, he doesn't speak English."
"Oh,"
"Yeah," We stood in silence for a moment.
"...What does he speak?" Marik inquired.
"Spanish... wait a minute!" I swear a lightbulb appeared above my head. "You speak Spanish!"
"Yeah, not to brag but it's one of the many languages I happen to speak."
Bakura made a face. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, talk to the kid. Get my shoe back and I may return a certain object you've been wanting back for a while..." He left off simply refrencing to an object of Marik's he had stolen a while back.
The great thief he is, not even Bakura's best friend knew where he hid something when he decided it wasn't to be found.
Marik's eyes brightened up, "You mean you'll give back my Midnight Beast CD?" Bakura shuddered almost unnoticably before nodding almost as unnoticaly as the shudder.
Ryou's POV
I moved my head around trying to get a better view of Bakura through the treetops. From what I can tell some other guy showed up and started talking to Bakura.
Speaking of Bakura, man, his shoe stinks! Really bad.
I think a bird overhead just died from the smell. I'm not even kidding.
I wonder who Bakura is talking to... from their facial expressions, they look like they know each other. I don't know how they look like they do, it's just one of those things you have to see.
Now the new guy turned his attention to me. Well I assume it's me he focused on. There happened to be a lot of leaves and general treeness obscuring my view.
I can barely make out what he's saying. Does he think I have super hearing or something? Oh my goodness, that would be cool if I did. Maybe I might become a super hero one day. Yeah! My super power can be to... say the word apple and an apple will fall from a tree! Just like that one dream I had once. After that dream I never had soda right before bed again.
Oh yeah, New Guy is still talking to me. Looking at him closer I notice, that, wow is he ever tan. It might just be because I'm so used to really pale people, but he wow. Tan.
He is tan.
Like, really tan.
No way is that genuine.
I kinda zoned out. Uh oh, I think he's talking in Spanish... this could blow my cover! I can't come out of the tree. I have to stay far enough away we can't talk. I will now live in this tree.
I looked around and internally marked the different parts of my house. To my right shall be the bedroom, and to my left will be the kitchen...
I think they realized I can't hear them or was just generally zoning them out because Bakura started to talk again. If you could call it talking, all he does is yell. Geez, I steal one smelly shoe right from off his feet... literally from right under his nose, and the guy gets all mad.
"This isn't working," Bakura said to the guy then looked back up at me. I totally forgot I could read lips! That might have been more helpful. "Give me back my shoe!" Bakura yelled at me again. That I heard.
"No!"
"Give it!"
"No!"
"Give it!"
"No!"
"Give!"
"No!"
"Give me back my shoe now!" Bakura was getting pretty frustrated. New Guy just looked amused while he turned his head back and forth to look at which ever white-haired boy happened to be yelling.
"No!"
"Fine keep it!" Bakura yelled.
"No!" I accidentally said. Oh no. I hadn't meant to say that! Darn it! Why does this always happen to me?! I thought, he, you know what? I don't need to explain myself. This kind of argument happens to everybody! So back off! Wow Ryou, arguing with yourself like this? You've sunk to a new low. Shut up! You don't know me! I am you!... Shut up!
"Haha! VICTORY!" Bakura yelled.
New Guy spoke up, "How is it victory if he doesn't know what you're saying? Anybody could've tricked him with English!" He pointed a finger at Bakura. "You accomplished nothing!"
"... Shut up Marik" So, New Guy's name is Marik? He doesn't look like a Marik, more like a... Jesse. It might just be the hair though. Or Bakura's feet stink fumes messing with my head.
"HEY RYOU!" Bakura yelled startling me out of my thoughts. The jerk almost made me lose my balance! I covered my ears with my hands. Trust me you would too, he yells really really loud.
Covering my ears just then is possibly one of the stupidest things I've ever done because it put Bakura's smell shoe right next to my nose. And trust me I've done some pretty stupid stuff, but this tops the list. Or maybe second place. There was that one time when I tried replacing my father's figurines with my sister's Barbie dolls and thought he wouldn't notice...
I'm getting pretty woozy. Maybe I should get his shoe away from my face?
I probably should have listened to the stink hallucination voice thingy before, because everything went black and I started falling backwards.
TBC
Translations
Bajas- Get off
No- No