Here's another story from ME, Heidi! I gave up on my Seto's Secretary one, some people liked it, some people loathed it, someone reported it without leaving their name and I'm not going to put it back up. When it comes to Kaiba falling for his secretary people aren't interested – my flamers all take Yu-Gi-Oh way too seriously for my stories. But anyway, here's my latest!
Dear journal.
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No, that sounds stupid. I hate that line, "dear journal," I must erase it!
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No, actually, it stays! I am Bakura, the Great Bakura, tomb-robber (and lover) extraordinaire! The Great Bakura is always right, the Great Bakura is never wrong, anything that comes out of the Great Bakura's mouth –or pen – is perfect and must never be erased! The Great Bakura…
Is talking in third person. Sad.
This is all Ryou's fault! Stupid hikari. He calls this a "friendship journal." All of his stupid friends (and not-so-stupid, not-so-friendly friends, ie me) are going to have to write in this stupid thing and then read it aloud when it's finished and "feel closer as a group."
I know. It's okay. I threw up too when I heard him. What an idea! I am not even his friend! I am the yami who shares his house because I would kill him if he didn't share.
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Well, maybe I'm kind of his friend…..
Anyway I have nothing to write in this! It's stupid.
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My hikari just came in. I complained aloud. He told me to write about my day.
I refuse! My day was personal! Anyway my hand hurts. It's someone else's turn to write now!
– Bakura, Tomb-robber and lover extraordinaire
I'm back. Not by choice, so don't get so excited. Well actually it is by choice, but it wasn't much of a choice.
See, I stopped writing and took this journal into the kitchen where Ryou was, cutting carrots for dinner.
I hate carrots.
Anyway, I dumped the journal on the chopping board in front of Ryou –I hoped he'd mistake it for a carrot and cut it to pieces – even though carrots are orange and you are blue.
But instead, I surprised my hikari and he slipped and cut his finger.
Then he started to cry. Wimp. It was just a flesh wound! He's had worse, I know, I did it to him!
Anyway, I hate it when men cry. It makes me mad and I just usually kill them so they shut up. Can't kill Ryou though, then my Shadow Power cuts in half.
So instead, I disappear into the Millennium Ring.
Then I discover that my hikari was only PRETENDING to cry. How did I discover this? I hear you ask, inanimate blue journal.
Because as soon as I go into the Ring, Ryou holds it above the garbage disposal unit and says he'll put it in if I don't write in you.
I got outta the ring and took you to my room, inanimate blue journal. And now that I have written in you, I am going to flush you down the toilet.
– Bakura, Tomb-robber and lover extraordinaire, afraid of the garbage disposal unit.
Well that was chapter one! Please RR, and no flames please! I'm over them! If everyone likes this I have the next two chappies ready, and then I'll need you people to vote on who's journal entry is next! More on that later!