Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Bakura Meets His Match ❯ Prolouge (how do u spell that?????) ( Chapter 1 )
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By: AinoMinako 
the intro I CANT SPELL PLEASE FORGIVE ME
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Hentai / Thriller | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.13.2004 | Updated On: 01.13.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 654 | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Work In Progress
the intro I CANT SPELL PLEASE FORGIVE ME
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Hentai / Thriller | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.13.2004 | Updated On: 01.13.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 654 | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Work In Progress
Ryou allowed Joey and Tristan to lead him out of the security of his hotel room. They led him down to a night club. It said in bold letters on the sign: pussycat funmales without sexual partners not welcome. it didn't seem too inviting. They led Ryou inside.
"You guys I do not think this is a wise - " as usual they didn't listen to him. They led him toward the entrance. The body guard was a female and she was (to Ryou anyway) very prettybut scary. She had long auburn hair and gentle brown eyes. But her body was fit and strong.
"are you a member?" she asked sweetly.
"no" Joey said stupidly.
"do you have id?"
"yea we do." he handed her the fake id.
"looks fakebut if you boys wanna gowell go ahead I wont stop you from danger." shivers ran up Ryou's spinedanger? From what?allowed them to enter the club. It was like a wave of blue, black and red all mixed up and stuff. It was an array of gothic, vampiric and medevil/mythic folklore design. It was nice enough Ryou had to admit. The designer had tastemind you it was the owner who picked the designRyou was confusing himself so he decided to stop. The music that was playing wasn't the kind he listened to. He assumed it was a gothic band of some sort. Joey pointed out a girl he decided was his type.
"ohhhh look at her ass" Ryou glanced over at the girl he was talking about. She had short black hair and bright electric blue eyes. She was wearing a burgundy corset and skin tight black leather pants. Her eyes were shadowed and her lips moist. She had a leather choker on and a frightening presence lingered with her.
"Joey I don't think you should"
"can it Ryou you're cramping my style!" Joey replied.
"what style?" Tristan remarked. Joey glared.
"why don't we get some drinks?" Ryou suggested fearfully.
"good idea." the other boys agreed. They went and took a seat on the bar stools.
"what do you boys want?" the sexy blonde bartender asked them.
"um I'llI'll have a er abeer." Joey said.
"what brew?"
"uhhany."
"bad choice but whatever. And you other boys?"
"I will have the same as him." Tristan said.
"follower." the bartender said in a matter of fact tone. Tristan blinked.
"and you?" she asked Ryou pointedly.
"um orange juice?"
"Ryou you nerd!"
"at least he isn't a follower. Yes we have orange juice, I have to ask Mistress if we can serve it."
"M-M-Mistress?" Ryou said in fear.
"what would you like?" a bold voice said behind him. Ryou spun around. His eyes met electric blue.. It was the girl Joey had been hitting on. She cocked an eyebrow.
"what do you want?!" she demanded.
"cool it bitch he didn't ask for you!" Joey burst out. The bartender turned white.
"you shouldn't have said that." the other girl grinned.
"if the pup wants to talk big let him" Joey glared.
"im no puppy you bitch!" her grinned broadened.
"I like your style do you want to come with me for a moment?"
"really? Awesome!!!!" Joey burst out. The girl rolled her eyes.
"are you coming or what?!"
"yeah yeah im coming." she left. He followed.
"how comes I got a bad feeling about this?" Tristan asked.There was a loud scream. Ryou's eyes popped open.
"Joey!" they both shouted.bartender winced.
"there is nothing you can do now." was another loud scream followed by an even louder "GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY SQUIRRELS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
THE HELL DOES IT STICK THE WORDS TOGETHER LIKE THAT????? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRG!
"You guys I do not think this is a wise - " as usual they didn't listen to him. They led him toward the entrance. The body guard was a female and she was (to Ryou anyway) very prettybut scary. She had long auburn hair and gentle brown eyes. But her body was fit and strong.
"are you a member?" she asked sweetly.
"no" Joey said stupidly.
"do you have id?"
"yea we do." he handed her the fake id.
"looks fakebut if you boys wanna gowell go ahead I wont stop you from danger." shivers ran up Ryou's spinedanger? From what?allowed them to enter the club. It was like a wave of blue, black and red all mixed up and stuff. It was an array of gothic, vampiric and medevil/mythic folklore design. It was nice enough Ryou had to admit. The designer had tastemind you it was the owner who picked the designRyou was confusing himself so he decided to stop. The music that was playing wasn't the kind he listened to. He assumed it was a gothic band of some sort. Joey pointed out a girl he decided was his type.
"ohhhh look at her ass" Ryou glanced over at the girl he was talking about. She had short black hair and bright electric blue eyes. She was wearing a burgundy corset and skin tight black leather pants. Her eyes were shadowed and her lips moist. She had a leather choker on and a frightening presence lingered with her.
"Joey I don't think you should"
"can it Ryou you're cramping my style!" Joey replied.
"what style?" Tristan remarked. Joey glared.
"why don't we get some drinks?" Ryou suggested fearfully.
"good idea." the other boys agreed. They went and took a seat on the bar stools.
"what do you boys want?" the sexy blonde bartender asked them.
"um I'llI'll have a er abeer." Joey said.
"what brew?"
"uhhany."
"bad choice but whatever. And you other boys?"
"I will have the same as him." Tristan said.
"follower." the bartender said in a matter of fact tone. Tristan blinked.
"and you?" she asked Ryou pointedly.
"um orange juice?"
"Ryou you nerd!"
"at least he isn't a follower. Yes we have orange juice, I have to ask Mistress if we can serve it."
"M-M-Mistress?" Ryou said in fear.
"what would you like?" a bold voice said behind him. Ryou spun around. His eyes met electric blue.. It was the girl Joey had been hitting on. She cocked an eyebrow.
"what do you want?!" she demanded.
"cool it bitch he didn't ask for you!" Joey burst out. The bartender turned white.
"you shouldn't have said that." the other girl grinned.
"if the pup wants to talk big let him" Joey glared.
"im no puppy you bitch!" her grinned broadened.
"I like your style do you want to come with me for a moment?"
"really? Awesome!!!!" Joey burst out. The girl rolled her eyes.
"are you coming or what?!"
"yeah yeah im coming." she left. He followed.
"how comes I got a bad feeling about this?" Tristan asked.There was a loud scream. Ryou's eyes popped open.
"Joey!" they both shouted.bartender winced.
"there is nothing you can do now." was another loud scream followed by an even louder "GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY SQUIRRELS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
THE HELL DOES IT STICK THE WORDS TOGETHER LIKE THAT????? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRG!