Since I am very lazy to actually MAKE responses, I'm going to name those who deserve great, big, respectable HUGS! I LOVE YOU ALL TO BITS AND PIECES!!
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Not that I want you all in bits and pieces.
Hugs to the following!
Chibi Summoner Diamond Weapon- ROFL! Don't worry…I'm sure Tom will get what's coming…BWAH!
Crystal – Yay! No death threats! You're so kind! O__O
Breezy- Awwww! That's so cyute!!
USA Tiger- Loler, I'll make sure he didn't hear you! ^^
Kinsako- O.O Shadow realm?! GAH! Bakura: I'M NOT CUTE! Me: -_-"
Yasha- Eeeeee! Thankies! ^_^ I've found I've started saying that to people…O.o
Kin- Loler, sorry bout the cliffie. Me was too lazy ^^ Thank you, though! Your review made my very much happy!
Unica- Awwww!!! I LOVE YOU KNOW! hugs Unica while dogging sporks Here is your update!
Green Eyes Silver Dragon- Hey, sugar-high stories always turn out the best, no?
PanDora- Yes, constant state of hyper. -.-" WOO! Another Anzu hater, eh? Me likey your stories!!
Shin- Gah! No more reviews!
uh....- Meep! 'Cause I'm a lazy bum! Sorry, dear friend!
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Fan- Hee, yes your point remains clear ^_^
KittiKat- Loler! YES! DIE TOM, DIE!!
AnimeFan13- Thank you ^_^ You're so cyute!!
Kaze and Yami Kaze- Yes! Keep your Yami AWAY from the Sugar! AWAY!
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Warning- If you are to thick to realize by now that this is shonen-ai, then you are very scary. Thank you.
Bakura's Point of ViewChapter Three- Windows
"YES, IN FACT HE IS BUSY." I snarled, leaning in close to 'Tom's' face. (That probably wasn't even his real name, the stupid git…) Ok, bare your fangs, Bakura, that always gets 'em scared…yeah…just like that! "Now, what were you saying?" I calmed asked, grabbing Tom's neck. Uh oh, Ryou is catching on… RED ALERT! MISSION FAILURE! BRING IN THE TROOPS, THE BOMBS, THE PRESIDENT! HIKARI IS GOING ON A RAMPAGE!
"BAKURA!" Ryou said, trying to pry me off Tom. "That isn't very nice!"
That's the best he can do? Just tell me off? Wow, he really ISN'T anything like me. I could just kill Tom and ignore Ryou until he forgives me…but he's too cute, so I might as well spare the killing and start with the following. I let go of Tom and proceeded to allow Ryou to pull me out of the café and out onto the sidewalk.
"But Ryyooouuuuuu…he was HITTING on you!" I pouted, folding my arms across my chest. I was hoping this would earn me a hug. Ryou sighed. "Yami, I could've handled it myself! I don't love him anyway, I love y—someone else." He began to ramble on about leaving the kitchen sink running and how the hose was going to kill Jonounchi again and that adorable blush spread across his face.
Wait…
….
Did he almost say he loved me? I pondered this for a while, ignoring Ryou and his freakish excuses to get out of his awkward situation. Well…all the other gay men in fanfics deny the fact that the other person loves them even after an incident like that. I wonder…
I could always follow in their footsteps and be oblivious to Ryou's definite love for me until oh, about 20 or 30 chapters later. Then I should save his life. Then about 10 chapters after that, I should admit my love for him and rescue him again. OR, I could realize the fact that he loves me and kiss him right now like I want to. After all, we're destined to be together anyway.
But that wouldn't be fun. No, not at all.
A smirk plays on my lips, and I can literally feel the twinkle of mischief in my eyes. I could always mess with his mind a bit…hehee…
I stopped smirking. That laugh sucked.
BWAHAHA! Ok, that was better. Though I always thought a cackle suited me more then a laugh, this'll do for now. Anywho, Plan Seduce-Hikari-While-Messing-With-His-Cute-Fluffy-Adorable-Loveable-Delectable-Little-Head was about to go into action. Placing my head right in the crook of his neck, I whispered, "Well, why don't you show me around this place a bit more dear hikari?" And with that, I hoisted him onto my shoulder, rear-up, and walked off.
"Y-Yami, what are you doing?" He stammered. I laughed, almost imagining his blush getting redder by the second. He was in for a surprise…I slapped his bottom, and told him, laughing, "I think the question should be WHERE are we going?" He went rigid.
"YAMI, YOU STUPID PERVERT!" He screeched. No, he really did screech it 'cause I remember having this strange ringing in my ears afterwards. A couple people stared at us, and a few called me something that sounded a lot like 'Rapist'. Hey, I'm not a rapist…"It isn't raping him if he likes it," I told them matter-of-factly. A few of the older ones glared at me and covered the younglings' ears. Ryou was beginning to squirm uncomfortably in my arms, trying to escape no doubt.
"YAMI! PUT ME DOWN NOW!" I sighed, and rolled my eyes. Succumbing to his wish, I gently laid him down on the cement. Well, I was correct about his blush—I never thought any human could have that red a face and not have a temperature.
Wait…I put my hand to his forehead. "Do you have a fever, honey? I would never forgive myself if I let you get sick." Ryou got even redder. If I weren't so evil, I would squeal. This was too easy! "Thank you Bakura, but I'm fine." He said, trying to keep calm. "Good!" I exclaimed, slapping his rear and standing up, earning another shout from him and more stares at me. "LET'S BUY SOME CLOTHES!" I announced, getting a very perverted idea. My dear, innocent Ryou didn't see the harm in that, so he led me to the closest mall.
Which was conveniently quite close. And quite large, if I do say so myself. All the 'malls' I had been too were laid out among the street and not so damned cold as it is in here. Ryou informs me that this is called 'Air Conditioning'. They condition their air?! What's wrong with this air? This has got to be the crappiest age I've ever known of. Lazy, stupid—Oh, look! The clothing store!
Wait a mini-second.
Is that…
OH MY RA, IT IS! IT'S LEATHER!
……
As I was saying, this has got to be the best age I've ever heard of. I clasp my hands in front of me, and sigh. Heaven. Grabbing Ryou by the scruff of his neck, I drag him in. "Oh, which one should you try on first?" I ask him, picking up a handful of leather pants and muscles shirts. "Uh…Yami, I d-don't wear l-leather," he said, pushing the pile away. I pouted. "But you'd look so sexy in it! And it would show off your cute butt…" I could tell I was getting somewhere by the redness on his cheeks and the fact that he began to stutter uncontrollably. I smirked, and leaned down so I was looking him in the eye. "Well, how about I try on these and you tell me how they look? Sound good?" I rub his cheek with my thumb and leave to go to the dressing rooms.
Everything was working out perfectly…Ryou was SO seduced by now. Even though he already loved me in the first place. Call me cocky, but at least I'm not in denial. This freaky song was playing in the background as I got dressed. To tell you the truth, it really unnerved me. I mean, it feels like someone's watching me get dressed. Stupid music. Stupid era. If I didn't like leather so much, I would just grab Ryou and take us back to the good ol' days where you could just grab anyone you wanted, weither they like it or not, and shag them until the world comes to a halt. Or until you're thirsty. THERE! Finished, and looking exceptionally hot if I do say so myself. Black leather pants, and your typical white button-down shirt. Open at the top, of course. If I were a woman, I would giggle and maybe blow a kiss at myself.
But I am MAN, and an evil, devious, plotting, insane, seductive, sadistic MAN at that. I walk out confidently, and find Ryou bending down looking at a pair of pants (jeans, I noticed. Not daring at all--he needs more leather.) His back being towards me, I had the most spectacular view of his…err…behind. Oh, yes Bakura, VERY sadistic man indeed art thou. Very, very sadistic. To the point of yummyness. I grabbed him around the middle, and lifted him easily up in a big hug. I would've pinched his butt, but that's gotten old by now, so I decided on a nice surprise hug from behind. Surprise is the best element of all.
He yelped and began kicking me. "PUT ME DOWN!" He yelled in that soft, British accent of his. (How can he yell and yet still have a soft voice, you ask? I'll tell you. He can because he's my hikari and I love him.) I laughed, and place him on the ground. "Ra, it's only me." He scrunched his nose up. Again. I have this irresistible urge to kiss it.
His nose that is, not THAT! Ah, you sick freak! I'd only do that after he said I could.
Back to the situation. Ryou seems to be struck speechless at my amazing hotness. See? Do you see my hotness? Oh. You can't. Yes, because my hot little self must've blinded you, you silly little soul. Hikari seems to realize he's been caught staring, and blushed. Darn, now he's too embarrassed to even look at me. "Well, how do I look?" I ask, feigning impatience. "Y-you…uhh…leather…I mean, hot—GOOD! You look good!" He blurted out at last, blushing from head to toe. Well, at least his head is blushing. I don't know what else blushes…AH! NO! BAD THOUGHTS, BAKURA! BAD! BAD, BAD, BAD! Don't think those! I'll make you envision the pharaoh trying to rape you! I WILL!
Oh, poo.
Now that thought's stuck in my head. I'd rather think of Ryou and his—"So, Yami, are you going to guy those?" He asked, interrupting my thoughts. He must be trying to avoid this already awkward situation (well, awkward for him, amusing for me.) "Would you mind if I bought them, my cute little button?" I asked him, hugging the remaining pile of leather I had yet to try on. "Mind? Of course not! I mean—sure, I'd love to see you wear them! Well, not in that way, but I what I mean is…" I smirk. "Are you sure that isn't how you mean it?" Before he can blush again, and turn around. "I'm going to try on the rest of these clothes."
I was NOT happy.
Well, I WAS happy since I got to get this cool pile of leather… (My leather…snuggly leather…yummy leather…) but now I was back on this confounded bus and Ryou STILL hadn't admitted his undying love for me and my hotness. Or is it my hotness and I…
Stupid grammar.
Anywho, I had this whole pile of leather and all Ryou did was blush. BLUSH! Well, blushing isn't going to get me anywhere, now, is it? No. It isn't. I knew you'd agree with me. Whomever you are…you could just be me, so I would therefore be insane and not need to tell you everything because since you are me you wouldn't need to know it. Then again, Ryou is me and he doesn't know about my devious plot to shag-uh, seduce him. Wait…If he's me, does that make me a narcissist? I've been called arrogant before, but this is just plain creepy…
But creepy in a HOT way.
Right, back to the point. So I'm getting no where with my devious plot AND I'm stuck on this stupid 'bus' again. Stupid bus… I'd pray for it to crash, but then Ryou would get hurt and that wouldn't be good. Nope. Not at all. Then I couldn't shag him silly. And that wouldn't be good at all. So all in all, I was stuck on a bus with nothing but a pile of leather pants and shirts (lllleeeaaatthheeerrr…) and Ryou's cute rear in my face. He was bending over to get a penny for this stupid old lady. I'll have to thank the stupid old lady by not killing her—she did me a great favor. Ryou is still bending down, and this is a wonderful view.
Darn, Ryou was sitting back up again. Just…staring out the window. I wish he would look at me. He has really pretty eyes. But he doesn't, and instead, seems perfectly content with staring out the window at everything else except me. I sigh, and lean back in my chair. It took a lot of wiggling before I could find a comfy spot. Stupid bus. Hope that 'Anzu' isn't here--she's weird. And I don't want to throw anyone out the window again lest Ryou might kill me. It was unusually quiet. I liked it…the bus rocking back and forth, the silence that hung comfortably around the place and Ryou just being there. It made everything calm.
Suddenly Ryou turned, and looked at me as if about to say something. I'm not quite sure what, because at that moment it's like something just snapped. I couldn't move for a second. I was just…looking. Looking into his eyes, and finding that I was suddenly lost. It was strange…
Because I saw something there. There was just something in his eyes that froze me. And I suddenly thought how horrible it would've been if he hadn't locked eyes with me, and that I would've missed that look in his eyes. I might have never seen that part of him again, and if I had been looking somewhere else, or doing something else then I would've completely passed by him. I pitied those who didn't know Ryou. I can't understand how there can be so many wonderful people in the world, and everyone is always too busy to pass them by. They were all either working, or not working. When humans aren't working, they'll already be waiting for their next break and never will they have time to meet anyone knew.
Maybe that's why so many people get divorced, or why so many people die or why so many people stab backs. And maybe that's why people like me get to meet people like Ryou. Those who, just by looking into their eyes, one can tell their whole perspective on life. I guess…eyes are like windows. Windows into someone's soul. And some eyes are keys to open the door to the other's set of eyes in which they're looking into. And when two destined for each other lock gaze, there's always someone who can have a key to see the truth.
"Ryou…I…"
The End.
Yep! That's the end. NO MORE to this story. THIS STORY IS FINISHED! I would like to thank this mushed-up, uncooked brownie and my third water bottle. Thank you. I LOVE YOU ALL! Praise the God of Vips.