Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ How to Scare a Yami ❯ Bakura 2 ( Chapter 4 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: Yami-Bakura 
Bakura comes home one day to a nasty surprise.
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Comedy | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 06.27.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 337 | Visits: 403 | Status: Completed
Bakura comes home one day to a nasty surprise.
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Comedy | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 06.27.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 337 | Visits: 403 | Status: Completed
How to Scare a Yami IV
by Yami Bakura
Bakura - Two
Bakura slammed in through the front door. Everything that could have gone wrong, did, and it had put him in a FOUL mood.
“RYOU! Where the HELL are you!?”
What he needed now was a good hot shower to drive away the chill of the rain, and a gew minutes pounding his stupid weak light into the ground.
He wrung the water from his hair, and started towards the shower, stripping as he walked.
He turned the hot water on as high as it would go, and stepped under the scalding spray. He heard the door open and close gently, and then Ryou’s soft voice.
“Yes, Bakura-sama?”
For some reason, this only served to anger Bakura more. Furiously, he ripped open the shower curtain.
Ryou was wearing a pair of boxers that hung low on his hips. There was a bruise forming on his ribs, and his eye was black from their scuffle that morning.
“Where the hell have you been?” Bakura roared.
“I was in my room, you asshole!” Bakura blinked as Ryou scowled.
“What?”
“You heard me, you punk. Take your damn shower!”
Bakura felt his eyes go wide in surprise. Not sure what else to do, he swung at his until-now useless light.
Ryou caught his fist easily, and retaliated by kneeing him in the stomach, and then punching him in the jaw.
“Get the hell out of here.” Ryou growled. Bakura hurried into the first piece of clothing he found, his rain-damp boxers, and, deciding that would be a good time for a walk, hauled ass.
How to scare Bakura? Ryou fights back!
END
Hehe. They’ll get better after this. I promise. (poor Marik…)
by Yami Bakura
Bakura - Two
Bakura slammed in through the front door. Everything that could have gone wrong, did, and it had put him in a FOUL mood.
“RYOU! Where the HELL are you!?”
What he needed now was a good hot shower to drive away the chill of the rain, and a gew minutes pounding his stupid weak light into the ground.
He wrung the water from his hair, and started towards the shower, stripping as he walked.
He turned the hot water on as high as it would go, and stepped under the scalding spray. He heard the door open and close gently, and then Ryou’s soft voice.
“Yes, Bakura-sama?”
For some reason, this only served to anger Bakura more. Furiously, he ripped open the shower curtain.
Ryou was wearing a pair of boxers that hung low on his hips. There was a bruise forming on his ribs, and his eye was black from their scuffle that morning.
“Where the hell have you been?” Bakura roared.
“I was in my room, you asshole!” Bakura blinked as Ryou scowled.
“What?”
“You heard me, you punk. Take your damn shower!”
Bakura felt his eyes go wide in surprise. Not sure what else to do, he swung at his until-now useless light.
Ryou caught his fist easily, and retaliated by kneeing him in the stomach, and then punching him in the jaw.
“Get the hell out of here.” Ryou growled. Bakura hurried into the first piece of clothing he found, his rain-damp boxers, and, deciding that would be a good time for a walk, hauled ass.
How to scare Bakura? Ryou fights back!
END
Hehe. They’ll get better after this. I promise. (poor Marik…)