Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Never As They Seem ❯ Never As They Seem- part six ( Chapter 6 )

Lookie! Lookie! Another chappie! YAY! *cough* Ugh.... being sick really sucks, you know that? Anyway, I was bored and waiting for YYH to come on, so I wrote this (yes, I have no life. -_-).

Now, thanks to the reviewers!

Rowan Girl: Yes, fluffiness is always good. Just be sure not to choke on it... o.o;

The Almighty Elena: Meep! No takey my soul! MINE! Meh, anyway, glad you really really REALLY like this story. Thanks for reviewing! ^_^

Deme: You're always too lazy to log in... Anyway... Umm, gomen? I didn't mean to let her touch him... IT WAS ALL HER FAULT! BLAME HER! *coughcough* Yeeeeeeaaaah... well, here's the next chappie! (I'm hungry too...)

al: Oh, I just love the name. Simple. Anyway, of COURSE Baku-chan wouldn't cheat on Ryou! Hmm... a threesome, eh? I dunno... And yes, I've always viewed Bakura s being very blunt... so yeah. Ah, and the fluffiness.... Yay. I'm so tired of reading fics where Bakura beats Ryou... Eh, who cares if you point out typos. It'll help (maybe). Show me my mistakes, I wanna know!

Black Angel Reaper: Ah, it's you again! Heh heh, yes, Bakura is a very bad boy. And I agree.... Anzu can be scary. Pegasus or Seto? Hmmm.... well, read to find out! Thanks for reviewing! ^__^

Kura Magician Girl: Yes, I try to had some comedy to all my fics. Well, you'll find out soon what he's been doing, and you'll find out who it has to do with. Yeah, I was all tired and shtuff, so it wasn't spaced out... but, I've started doing that, so be happy! Here's the update for ya!

Wheeeee! I have chocolate!!! MWAHAHA!

Ahem.... okay, anyhooble, now the disclaimer!

Disclaimer: Jeeze, I don't own it. Get off my back.

Okee-dokee! Now to part 6!

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Never As They Seem

part six

~Smooth, pale skin~

Ring!

~Soft, wintery hair~

Riiiing!

~Wet, pink lips~

RIIIING!!!

"DAMMIT! Would you shut the hell up?!" Two mahogany eyes shot open in frustration. "Whoever it is, they'd better have a damn good reason for waking me up." Bakura grumbled as he made his way to the living in the early morning light. He picked up the phone harshly. "This had better be good. It's six in the morning, and I'm not amused."

"Oh, believe me. It's good."

Bakura's face instantly darkened and his lip curled into a snarl. "What is it?" he asked sharply.

"I have a little job for you, Bakura."

He seemed to contemplate this for a moment. 'Not this time, jackass.' he thought defiantly. He smirked. "You take that job of yours and shove it up your ass."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me, you sorry son of a bitch. I'm through with your 'jobs'."

"Now, now, my friend. I do wish you would reconsider. I mean, surely you wouldn't want poor little Ryou to e-"

"Go near him, and I swear I'll kill you." Bakura hissed before slamming down the phone.

"'Kura, was that the phone?" a soft voice called from down the hall.

"Umm... yeah." Bakura called back.

"Who was it?"

"J-just your average early-morning soliciter. Nothing to worry about."

"Alright." Ryou said, appearing in the living room. "What are you doing up so..." He suddenly stopped and broke out in a fit of giggles. "W-what are you w-wearing?!" he managed to say between giggles.

"Huh?" Bakura looked down to realize he was wearing nothing but black boxers and a pair of ducky slippers. "Oh, umm.... Eh heh heh.... heh heh... heh..."

"Y-you look.... hehe.... so funny! Ryou said, busting out laughing. "Looking good, ducky-man!"

"Oh, I wouldn't be talking, bunny-man!" And it was true. Ryou was wearing a tank top, boxers, and slippers with little bunnies on them.

Ryou abrubtly stopped laughing and looked down, blushing a deep crimson. "Uh...." He looked up. "I won't tell anyone if you don't."

"It's a deal."

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Bakura stretched as he stepped out the front door into the sunshine. "Ugh.... I'm so tired..." he mumbled as he walked down the driveway. He looked up and was nearly blinded by the brightness of the sun. "Feh. Stupid sun. You're too bright." He kept complaining about every little thing, from chatting squirrels to dandylions that 'looked at him wrong'. He walked, cursing under his breath, for a few minutes until he reached his destination.

The Ishtar residence.

He pounded on the door then stood, tapping his foot impatiently. After a few seconds, he reached over and continuously rang the doorbell.

"Alright, alright, I'm coming! Hold your friggin' horses!" an angry voice called from inside. Malik swung the door open and came face to face with a rather tired-looking Bakura. "What the hell are you- Oof!" Malik was interrupted as Bakura shoved past him and flopped down on the couch. "Yes, please come in." he said sarcasticly. He walked over to the couch and looked down at his friend. "Jeeze, you look like shit."

"Thanks for noticing." Bakura said as he sat up. "Oi, you got anything to drink?" he asked, standing up.

"Yeah." Malik said, pointing to the kitchen as he flopped down in Bakura's spot. "Get it yourself."

Bakura walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge, pulling out a carton of orange juice. He screwed off the lid and was about to take a drink when-

"Touch that and you die."

Bakura lowered the orange juice and looked over to see Isis standing in the kitchen with her arms crossed and an irritated expression. He smirked. "Morning, sunshine." he said, chuckling. Though, his fun was cut short when a bottle came flying at his head. "GAH!" he said as he ducked, the bottle barely missing him. "Jeeze, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed."

"What are you doing here, anyway? Don't you have your own home?" she asked.

"Yes, but yours is so much better." he said mockingly. "Well, I'm just going to take this..." he said, grabbing the orange juice, "and go!" he finished, running out of the kitchen.

"Hey! Get back here with my orange juice, dammit!" Isis said, throwing another random bottle at the white-haired menace. "GET BACK HERE!!!"

Malik sat calmly on the couch watching television as Bakura ran past him, Isis on his tail, waving a frying pan. Isis took a swing, and Malik just moved his head to the side, dodging it. "Hey, can you guys move over just a bit? You're blocking the tv."

"Give me back the damn orange juice, Bakura!" Isis yelled.

"What's the magic word?"

"Give it to me or DIE."

".....That works." he said, tossing the open carton to her.

"BAKURAAAAA!" Isis screamed. You could almost see the steam coming off her.

"Oh, but it's such a good look on you, Isis!" Bakura said, snickering.

"Grrr... When I get out of the shower, you're a dead man." Isis said, pointing threateningly at Bakura.

"Lookin' forward to it." Bakura said, winking.

"Ugh, you're such a dick." Isis huffed as she headed toward the bathroom.

"Heh heh, bye bye Isis! Have a nice time." Bakura called as he sat next to Malik.

"You love torturing people, don't you?" Malik asked sa he flipped through the channels.

"My number one hobby." Bakura said, grinning.

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"Bye Ryou!" Yugi called to his friend as he left. "See you tomorrow!"

"Bye Yugi!" Ryou called back as he exited Burger World. He turned and headed down the sidewalk in the direction of his house. 'It's getting kinda dark out.... I guess I should hurry home.' he thought as he turned into a back alley. "A short cut wouldn't hurt." He walked past numerous boxes and old newspapers, the days ending light fading slowly as he went. It was then that he heard it. Footsteps. He looked back quickly, but saw nothing among the many shadows. "Oh, come on, Ryou. Quit being so paranoid." he told himself as he quickened his pace. As his pace quickened, the footsteps behind him quickened. He finally broke out into a run, looking back over his shoulder to try to get a glimpse of his pursuer.

As he ran, it became darker and darker. He suddenly ran into something, and fell hard to the ground. "Ow..." he whimpered as he lifted his head from the ground.

"You know, Ryou, it's not safe to wander the streets alone. Especially in the dark." a deep voice said. "You never know what's lurking just around the corner."

Ryou tried to stand, but was suddenly restrained by hands locking themselves around his wrists. "Hey! Let go of me!" he yelled, struggling. "Who are you?!"

"It's been a long time, Ryou."

Ryou gasped. "Marik?!"

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Ushi Inu: Well, since Neko-chan is a little... pre-occupied..... I'll, be doing the rest here! Okay everyone! Hope you enjoyed this chappie. Mooselini apologizes for any spelling or grammar mistakes. She's stupid.

I heard that!

Ushi Inu: O.O; Ahem, anyway... Read and review! Heh heh... I'm gonna go before Neko-chan kills me!

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