Bakura and Marik Work At A Hairsalon
(Okay so I'm very ungodly tired right now...but I want to write something to get my mind off things. I got a nice idea for Marik's POV because I've been having a hard time finding something that will...well ya know click together. And so thanks to this idea I can also move on to other ideas of mine or suggested to me by fellow reviewers. This chapter is kind of dedicated to Nightengalenightthief...probably didn't spell that right huh. She's been kind of in an iffy mood lately and I wanted to cheer her up. She's been really nice to me and one of the few people that keep me from being lonely. Whoever suggested me this idea, this is also for you to. Thanks for the suggestion, really and truly honestly I appreciate it!)
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"No buggering way," Bakura grumbled.
"Oh come on Bakura it'll be fun, I can teach you how to be sexy like me," I replied, flipping my hair in emphasis to my statement.
"I said no bloody way Marik I don't want to clip people's hair for a bloody living," Bakura continued to grumble.
I gasped,"You don't just cut their hair Bakura, you perfect it!"
"Yeah because we are great at perfecting everything we bloody touch."
"Why don't you get off your friggin man period already, besides I already invited your stupid hikari and my yami to join us!"
They both turned around to a sniffle, which happened to be Ryou,"I'm not stupid!"
"Are you crying!?" I shouted to the top of my lungs for no apparent reason just to piss Bakura off.
"No its these bloody allergies," he replied and said sarcastically,"Nothing like being surrounded by more hair to get rid of some allergies, eh Bakura?"
"Shut up hikari"
"STOP THE CONFLICT!" I screamed again, managing to break only like a dozen friggin mirrors.
Melvin happened to walk in at that point and clutched his ears in pure agony. "GOD DAMMIT NAPPPAAAAAAAA," he also screamed from the top of his double-toned voice.
"Oh hey Ryou remind me to grab some tampons for Bakura, he's on his man period," I said normally like nothing just happened.
"Ugh..."
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"We're friggin here!" I exclaimed with glee,"Isn't it the most beautiful thing you've set eyes on Melvin?"
"The only beautiful thing I've set eyes on was a masocated body of one of my victims," he replied with a strangely normal voice instead of his normal psychotic voice.
"U-uhm...thats quiet beautiful Melvin," Ryou said politely in a squeaky voice before sneezing the loudest sneeze of someone his stature could sneeze.
Bakura looked at his hikari with surprise,"I thought that was a shotgun, you got my hopes up for nothing hikari, thanks a lot."
"Your welcome."
"I command you all to shut the friggin hell up, I also command you guys to get me a burrito, I haven't eaten anything yet today," I said loudly enough for the entire nation to hear me.
"Why do you have to be so loud," Bakura grumbled.
"Get your own damned burrito you have two legs," my yami mumbled.
"I would like a burrito to," Ryou sniffled
"Don't encourage him Ryou!," Bakura and Melvin screamed back at him.
Leaving the three sexy males but not sexier then me behind, I walked up to the front desk to check us all in.
"Why do we even need to get a job together," Bakura mumbled,"Its no wonder we manage to get fired every single day."
"You know you'd miss us Fluffy," I said coming back toward the group,"Anyways if we get fired from this your all dead to me, including Ryou who barely does anything."
Ryou sneezed in response.
~Round 1
"When I get done with you, you will look almost as sexy as me," I exclaimed smirking at the said little kid that I was styling. Melvin on the other hand was launching into his random killing sprees, not leaving out one detail to the small kid he was styling...which mostly included just cutting random chunks of hair.
Ryou on the other hand was cowering in the corner because his customer was too demanding and well...its not like Ryou has any styling experience.
As for Bakura...Bakura was actually doing...awesomer...t-then me. I was practically styling the kid in exactly the same way I style my own hair but Bakura was actually following directions and adding cool streaks here and there like it was no ones business. Ryou watched in admiration and Melvin watched until he accidentally buzz cut off said customers ear.
~Round Two
Okay so I got jealous and I started to add a lot of streaks to my customers hair...a lot of colors that did really go together...but I was jealous of Bakura and I really didn't care. Melvin on the other hand, sat next to Ryou and handed him a tissue here and there. The bastard already got himself fired, in less then 20 minutes, thats a new record.
Bakura on the other hand was so into his own work he didn't really pay attention and he had customers practically lined up to him. In fact I even chuked a pair of scisscors at him and he didn't even bat an eyelash when they stabbed into his arm. Thats what I call dedication.
"Dude is your yami okay, I didn't know he liked styling people," Melvin said, playing around with the little kid's ear he buzz cut off.
"He doesn't, in fact he hates people, I think this is just one of the few moments that he's actually doing something good for once," Ryou replied. "That or he's secretly screwing up people's hair without them knowing."
"I hope for the latter," Melvin replied.
"I hope so," Ryou agreed.
~Round Two
"Its round two, Marik doesn't have any customers because they all flocked to Bakura instead," Melvin said loud enough for everyone in the store to hear in an announcers voice.
"Don't announce it to friggin world!" I screamed at his yami moodily.
Ryou was passed out on the front desk, the manager staring at him with most "wtf mate" expression that you could think of.
"Get rid of the stick up your ass and then we'll talk," Melvin shouted right back at him.
Bakura was still styling people like crazy and managing to do two people at a time like a boss.
"Face it Marik you suck ass," Melvin smirked and poked me.
"No I don't, theres poop down there, its disgusting!" I shouted.
Melvin face palmed at my stupidity.
~Round Three
I threw my hands up in the air, emitting some sort of noise out of frustration which broke all the mirrors in the entire hair salon. One of the stray glass pieces jabbed Bakura in the eye which messed up his concentration and sent the scissors that he happened to be holding into the throat of one of the customers. The blood coming from the random customer's throat managed to blind two more of the customers which ran around the hair salon breaking everything else in sight. In the end...there was a lot of blood...a Melvin playing in said blood, a Ryou crying in the corner, and a Bakura whose eye was now dripping blood.
"Thats all I had to friggin' do!?" I shouted to the top of my lungs, which made Bakura's ears start to bleed and Melvin to pass out.
"You bloody idiot stop bloody screaming!" Bakura screamed at me.
"Don't tell me what to do you bloody kitty!" I screamed back.
Ryou in a desperate attempt said,"Ladies, ladies your both pretty even if your bleeding from your eye socket!"
"And my ears!"
"And your bloody ears!"
"Hey I have an idea what if we all made out!?" I yelled.
Both brits faced me and screamed to the top of their lungs,"No!"
"Jeez are you both on your man periods or what?"
"Sprinkle blood!" Melvin shouted, earning himself a collective "wtf" look and a blood squirt from Bakura's eye.
After a few moments of silence Bakura said,"I'm going to the hospital."
"Mkay make sure you get that man period checked out, and get some tampons I might be starting mine in like a week or something," I replied waving to him.
"I'm coming with you," Ryou said like his life depended on it.
"Make sure you grab some sprinkle blood okay, I want to make sprinkle blood cupcakes," Melvin shouted after him.
(Authors Note: I felt that this chapter is a piece of crap...so at the end I got a little...violent and weird because I was watching Don't Hug Me I'm Scared. Anyways, I hope you like it, even if a little bit, I don't know I'm not really proud of this one. ^^". Next chapter I think will be about how they get locked in the mall overnight or something, that idea was suggested by my brother and it sounded kind of nice. Plus I can get away with a lot of crap with that idea.)