Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Angels In disguise ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

~*~ Angel in disguise ~*~

Inferno13: Hi Everybody! This is the next fic I'm going to write, I hope you like it!

/Ryou to Bakura../

//Bakura to ryou..//

` Thoughts…..'

Chapter 1: "He's no different! "

Ryou's POV

There he stood. My yami. Dark eyes glowering at me underneath his snowy white bangs. He tapped his foot impatiently. His hands in his tight leather pockets.

" Hikari..? " He said slowly, his voice making my spine tingle.

" Y-yes Bakura?" I said sweetly. ` ohgodohgodohgod…..I really hope he can't see me shaking…!'

" Why did you ruin my black leather pants?" He growled. I gulped, deciding that it would be safe to switch to my " Innocent hikari that accidently stumbled into the wrong situation act ".

" Malik said it would be safe to shrink your pants, if I apologized later on" I squeaked.

Normal POV

Bakura growled even louder.

" Hikari, I don't want you hanging out with him anymore, he's turned you into a - a-"

Ryou's anger exploded. " What's wrong with him?! He's no different! Besides, your Mariks best friend!"

" What?! MALIK has turned you against your own Yami!"

"Against!? Against!? Could you be that blind you-you Bast-"

Ryou's POV

I never saw it coming. In one second my face exploded into pain. I stumbled backwards and clutched my face.

Without a word, Bakura walked out the door, shutting off his link. He was so frustrated. ` I love you Ryou, but I can't tell you that' He thought.

Normal POV

Strolling through the trees, he caught sight of Marik. Brightening up, he walked towards him.

" Hey, Ishtar! " Marik turned around.

" Hey Bakura, What's up?" Marik said as he sat on the park bench, his leather pants tightening as he did so. Bakura sat down across from him, not answering.

" Hikari problems? " Marik asked simply. Bakura nodded.

" Why? Why is Ryou attracted to Malik? What does he have that I don't?!" Marik closed his eyes thoughtfully.

" You DO love Ryou don't you? " Bakura fell backwards.

" Well, of course, he's my hikar-"

"-The other way Bakura, you're gonna have to tell him sooner or later," Marik said," I'm sorry buddy, but I can't help you with that".

And with that, Marik pushed the pine branches aside, and dissapeared out of sight. Bakura stood up and listened as the wind, as it whistled through the trees. ` I guess I better head home now..'

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Ryou sat at the kitchen table writing his diary, as he waited for the pasta to cool,and the sauce to cook.Sighing softly, Ryou put his thoughts onto the paper.

Dear Diary,

I wish Bakura would stop being such a jerk. So what if I ruined his pants? It's not like I spaz out when HE burns one of my things! Oh, I wish I never had a Yami like him. Why can't I have a Yami like Yugi's?! It's just not fair!

Oh! By the way, today Malik and I went to the park, and we saw Anzu there! So we decided to hide behind these pine trees. When I peeked through the bushes I saw Anzu, she was walking by. I signaled to him, and he-he oh! I cannot believe he did that to me!But, you know what? I think I enjoyedOh shoot! Bakura'll be home, and I can't let him see this!, see you soon!

~*~ Ryou Bakura

The door slammed, and Ryou saw Bakura enter the kitchen. Hastily shoving his diary under on the chair beside him, Ryou stood up, and gave Bakura a hug. Bakura absent-mindedly patted Ryou on his head, pushed him away, and demanded to eat dinner.

" Demo Bakura?….I need to go buy some meat, ok?" Ryou whispered slowly. Bakura rolled his eyes.

" And why didn't you go earlier?" He spat. Ryou shrunk towards the corner.

" Gomen Nasai, some issues came up.." Ryou said humbly, nodding his head. Bakura waved a hand.

" Hurry up kid " He dismissed. Ryou ran out the kitchen, grabbed his coat, and jumped out the door.

" Be back soon! Ja ne Bakura!! " Ryou's voice called from outside.

In a matter of minutes, Bakura sat alone at the table, In his tight black leather pants and a black muscle shirt. Standing up he washed his hands and sat down again. Jumping up, he leered down at the small book that he sat on. Picking it up, and staring at the book he said " My my, what do we have here? "

Inferno13: Well, I hoped you liked it! Merry Christmas everyone!!

P.S: By the way, If you have any suggestions, plz email me at nadialinchieh@hotmail.com and tell me personally!