Bakura's POV
Ryou just fell out of a tree!
But on the upside I got my shoe back.
Marik is checking on Ryou so don't worry. I doubt he's hurt, it's not really that big of a fall.
Oh my poor little shoe, how I've missed you.
"Mmghhmmfh..." I think Ryou's waking up.
Ryou starts moving. So he defiantly is waking up. I hope that fall taught him a lesson about trying to steal from me! Even just a shoe, nobody steals from me without falling out of a tree! This might be the first time but I don't care! It'll happen again if somebody ever tries to steal from me again! It totally will.
"Are you okay?" Marik was asking Ryou. Well if he's conscious then probably fine. I always wondered why people feel the need to ask redundant questions. And yeah, I can use big words like redundant. So take that!
Now that my shoe is back on my foot and all the important things are taken care of I can turn my attention to Ryou. I know what you're thinking, but no, I am not selfish. He got what he deserves for stealing my shoe! But back to Ryou. He's conscious now so of course he's fine.
"Huh?" Ryou said a little dazed.
"Oops! I'm stupid!" Marik smacked his forehead with his palm. "You said he speaks Spanish.¿Le parece bien?"
I butt in, "I've been telling you you're stupid for how long. 'Bout time it finally sunk in." I remind him how stupid he is, every time he does or says something stupid. And trust me, he does/says stupid stuff a lot. A lot.
"Shut up Bakura. Nobody likes you."
"You seem to like to hang out with me a lot." I snorted.
"That's out of pity" Marik countered.
"Sure," my voice is dripping with sarcasm. "Of course that's why."
"You know, sarcasm is the lowest form of humor."
"Says the lowest form of life!"
"What are you even talking about?"
"Aha! I have confused you!"
"Shut up Bakura." Marik turned back to Ryou, "¿Le parce bien?"
"Sí. Gracias. Me siento bien. No gracias a él!" Ryou replied then pointed at me. What did I do to deserve that reaction?
Oh yeah, the whole 'my shoe made him fall out of a tree' thing. Can't he let that go? It been, like a whole five minutes!
Marikchuckled and I got defensive. He said something bad about me didn't he? "What did he say?" I demand.
Marik smiled, "Oh, nothing to worry your pretty white head about."
I growled and gave Marik the evil eye which caused him to laugh even more. Stupid fool! Marik continued. "Oh Fluffy, you crack me up. But what do you think we should do now?"
"I don't know, you think of something."
"Hmmm," Marik thought for a second then his face lit up as he thought of a great idea. Here it comes. "We should play hide-and-seek in the woods!"
"No." I said flat out.
"Why not? You're so judgmental and hate all my ideas!" Marik accused dramatically.
"No I'm not, I'm just reasonable. How on Earth could hide-and-seek even work? If you hadn't noticed, which I wouldn't be surprised if you hadn't, you're wearing shiny gold jewelry! That stuff tends to show up easily in a forest."
"So? I have a little disadvantage, I'm okay with that."
I sighed. "Did you ever happen to take a look at me and Ryou?" I motioned to us. "We have white hair and pale skin, that doesn't do much for camouflage."
Marik pouted when he realized I was right. I'm always right. As long as you don't count the times when I'm wrong, then I'm always right. Yup, that's my logic. "I guess you're right... Ohmigosh! You and Ryou look like twins!" Marik spazzed out.
Even Ryou face palmed at that outburst.
"Marik," I started slowly. "You're just realizing this now?"
"Yeah why? Should I have noticed it earlier?"
Ryou and I face palmed again.
"Never mind." I said.
"Fine if you're such a party pooper that you don't wanna play hide-and-seek, then lets go on the swings!" Marik pointed at said swings happily.
"Marik I-" I began but was cut off by Marik.
"Me and Ryou are going on them with or without you!" Marik pulled Ryou away toward the swings before anybody could say anything.
Ryou's POV
Well that was certainly an... amusing conversation to listen to. Marik is pulling me to the swings. I don't think he can tell I'm not really a Spanish speaker. But I gotta admit, I spoke pretty well. Totally not conceited at all. I'm pretty sure every thing I said was correct. I think... I hope.
Marik and I arrived on the swings and he shoved me on a seat then proceeded to push me.
I can do it myself!
Is what I would say that to him too, but I don't really know how to... -Nice going Ryou- Shut up you! You're supposed to leave with the stink induced hallucination! -You can't get rid of me that easily!- Oh yeah? Go! -Just saying 'go' won't make me leave- If I say it enough you'll get sick of it and leave! So go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! -Fine already I'll leave- Yes! Victory! -I'mnotreallygonnaleave- What was that? -Nothing...-
Bakura arrived at the swings and Marik already pushed me up really high. It was actually pretty fun! I totally did not just think that. Bakura is just standing there like he's too cool to play on the swings, whatever, more fun for me!
"Hey Ryou!" Marik said to me. "iSe llamo 'Kura!"
Bakura growled, "Do not. Call. Me. That." I get the feeling he doesn't want to be called that. That makes my next plan even better: play dumb.
"Se llamo 'Kura." I repeated innocently while putting my finger on my chin thoughtfully.
"Marik!" Bakura shouted.
"Fine. I apologize. You want me to tell him to call you Fluffy right?" Marik asked in a simple way that said this wasn't an unusual thing to happen.
"No I don't want him calling me any of the stupid nick names you've given me!"
"Stupid? Stupid?" Marik said over dramatically. "I go to the trouble of thinking up those meaningful names and you call them stupid?"
Bakura sighed. "Marik you think of these silly names in a few minutes and give me a new one every week."
"Let's see what Ryou wants to call you then!" Marik turned his attention to me. "Ryou! ¿Como se llamo?"
Hmmm, how badly do I want to mess with Bakura?
"Se llamo 'Kura." I stated even more innocently than the first time. Apparently, I wanted to mess with Bakura a lot. Somehow even when I reach the peak of innocence and cuteness, I go and make it even more innocent. I amaze even myself.
"HA! Told you!" Marik said victoriously.
"He only said that because you told him to!" Bakura accused.
"Fine if you don't like it, tell him not to call you that." Marik said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Bakura growled, "I can't. I don't speak Spanish."
"That's your fault, not mine."
Is it just me or do they seem like an old married couple?
Bakura's POV
Marik is the most infuriating person I've ever met! But for the life of me I can't figure out why we keep hanging out. I guess he's the kind of person you can't stay angry with for long.
But why did he have to go and make Ryou start calling me 'Kura? I can't even tell him to stop! I mentally growl. That must be why, Marik is a lot smarter than I give him credit for. Not that I'll ever say that out loud.
I swear, I would hit Marik if he didn't look so much like a girl. Not that that stops me most of the time. But still...
Anyways back to the topic at hand. Ryou had slowed down to a stop on the swing.
"Me and Ryou are going for a walk!" He said in his drama queen mode and grabbed Ryou's arm and dragged him away down a path. Not like he doesn't do this often. All I have to do is wait for him to calm down and he'll be back to his normal annoyingly, overly cheery self.
"The correct grammar would be 'Ryou and I' Stupid!" I called after him.
Ryou's POV
Marik dragged me off on his 'walk'.
But this isn't a walk. It's more of an 'angrily storming away'. Okay I may not be the best with words but who cares? -I care!- Not you again! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! -You are so childish- I know you are! -sigh- Don't 'sigh' at me! I'll sigh at you! Sigh! Take that! -I'm leaving- That's right, you better!
After Bakura was way out of sight Marik turned to me and said, "Ryou, you don't really speak Spanish do you?"
TBC
Translations
¿Le parece bien?- Are you okay?
Sí- Yes
Gracias-Thank you
Me siento bien- I'm okay
No gracias a él- No thanks to him
Se llamo- His name is
Como se llamo- What is his name