Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ One Helluva Trip! A Yami, Bakura, and Malik Story! ❯ Bakura and his greatest fear! ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Vanilla J 
Bakura sat on his bed at his home with Ryou. Since he now lives with Ryou, he stays in the guest room, which kinda pisses him off.
"I hate America!" he shouted through the door. "What's so 'amazing' there anyway!?"
Ryou was having a tough time convincing Bakura to go with him to America. Of course he couldn't stay home by himself, because of Yami's 'sexy parties', or so he calls it.
"Well," replied Ryou through the door. "They have KFC there! I know it's your favorite!"
"So!? There's a KFC down the street! Doesn't matter!" shouted Bakura.
"Dammmit," muttered Ryou. Then he thought of the one thing that'll make Bakura go.
"It's a free country!"
"Eh?"
"It's a free country! Your free to do whatever you want there!"
"Really!? If you are bluffing I'll-"
"No! I'm serious!"
There was a pause on the other side of the door.
"Well...fine! I guess! Unless I can get four buckets of KFC chicken and eat it in front of Yami and Y.Malik to see them look jealous!"
"Um...alright?"
Bakura jumped off of the bed and opened the door to see his hikari. "I'm glad you see it my way!" he said and walked passed Ryou to get something to eat. He was hungry.
As he raided the fridge, Ryou came up behind him and told his yami how they where getting there.
"Airplane, huh?" asked Bakura lazily as he sat at the living room couch, chomping on porkchops smothered in A1 steak sauce (YUM!!!!).
"Yup!" replied Ryou happily. "There really exciting to ride on!"
"I imagine...," said Bakura. He licked the side of his mouth because of the steak sauce.
'Hehehe!' he thought. 'Those other two pathetic excuses for yami's probably getting the torture to go to this 'America'.'
He finished his snack and took a nap on the couch.
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Vanilla J.
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Adventure / | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.19.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 12 | Visits: 324 | Status: Completed
Bakura sat on his bed at his home with Ryou. Since he now lives with Ryou, he stays in the guest room, which kinda pisses him off.
"I hate America!" he shouted through the door. "What's so 'amazing' there anyway!?"
Ryou was having a tough time convincing Bakura to go with him to America. Of course he couldn't stay home by himself, because of Yami's 'sexy parties', or so he calls it.
"Well," replied Ryou through the door. "They have KFC there! I know it's your favorite!"
"So!? There's a KFC down the street! Doesn't matter!" shouted Bakura.
"Dammmit," muttered Ryou. Then he thought of the one thing that'll make Bakura go.
"It's a free country!"
"Eh?"
"It's a free country! Your free to do whatever you want there!"
"Really!? If you are bluffing I'll-"
"No! I'm serious!"
There was a pause on the other side of the door.
"Well...fine! I guess! Unless I can get four buckets of KFC chicken and eat it in front of Yami and Y.Malik to see them look jealous!"
"Um...alright?"
Bakura jumped off of the bed and opened the door to see his hikari. "I'm glad you see it my way!" he said and walked passed Ryou to get something to eat. He was hungry.
As he raided the fridge, Ryou came up behind him and told his yami how they where getting there.
"Airplane, huh?" asked Bakura lazily as he sat at the living room couch, chomping on porkchops smothered in A1 steak sauce (YUM!!!!).
"Yup!" replied Ryou happily. "There really exciting to ride on!"
"I imagine...," said Bakura. He licked the side of his mouth because of the steak sauce.
'Hehehe!' he thought. 'Those other two pathetic excuses for yami's probably getting the torture to go to this 'America'.'
He finished his snack and took a nap on the couch.
Vanilla J: Like it? Reveiw please?
Vanilla J.
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Adventure / | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.19.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 12 | Visits: 324 | Status: Completed
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