Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Two Lights, One Yami and the Big Bad Marik ❯ Chocolate ( Chapter 1 )

Emmy: This was inspired by a boring trip to Illinois. The land of soy beans and corn…

 

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“Bakura I trust you. Probably one of the stupider things I've ever done,” Marik said, handing Bakura the shiny quarters.

 

“Yea, yea I know. Get you your pixie sticks, come right back,” Bakura replied, counting the coins in his palm.

 

“I mean it Bakura! I mean it! I WANT those pixie sticks, and because of my leg I can't get out of the house so you'll have to do it for me!” Marik cried dramatically. Bakura rolled his eyes.

 

“I KNOW! Ra, I feel insulted by your doubt! And you only broke you foot…” Bakura replied. Marik gave a warning glare.

 

“Just bring back the pixie sticks!” he hissed.

 

“Of course,” Bakura reassured with a large grin as he sauntered out the door. As soon as it was shut he gave a Grinch-like grin. “Chocolate city here I come!” he cried, flying down the street. “Chocolate!” he cried, bursting through the door of the candy shop. Many colored candies lit up the room with their sugar coated goodness. Bakura's mouth watered. Ever since the yamis had discovered candy their lives had changed forever. “YAY CHOCOLATE!” Bakura dived for a big display case of rich, milk chocolate.

 

“NOT SO FAST!” a man cried, blocking Bakura's path.

 

“MORE MORTAL YOU ARE IN BETWEEN ME AND MY CHOCOLATE!” Bakura wailed, desperately struggling to get past him.

 

“I'm the manager of this place and I say GET OUT! Get out now! You are not welcome here!”

 

“Since when?!” Bakura demanded, his finger tips centimeters from the chocolate's shiny paper.

 

“Since you STOLE last week's entire shipment!” the manager cried.

 

“BUT CHOCOLATE!” Bakura screamed.

 

“Get out before I call the cops!”

 

“I WILL EAT YOUR SOUL!” Bakura cried, his ring glowing. Then he noticed two burly men about double his height appear. “ER-EH-I MEAN-!”

 

“YOU WILL PAY!” Bakura cried as he was thrown out the door. He pressed his face against the glass display window, slid to his knees, and began to drool. “Chocolate…”

 

“Hey Kura whatcha doing?” a happy voice chirped. Bakura looked to see Ryou looking down at him.

 

“Ryou…Ryou!” Bakura said wait a grin. “Ryou I need you to do something for me!” Bakura said.

 

“What?” Ryou questioned, innocently cocking his head to the side.

 

“This is too easy,” Bakura thought. He gave a salesman-like smile ad stood up.

 

“Ryou can you go into that shop and buy me some chocolate?” Bakura asked, grabbing Ryou's shoulders and pointing him towards the door.

 

“Why can't you do it `Kura?” Ryou asked, looking up at his Yami curiously.

 

“Because sadly the mean manager won't let me in!” Bakura replied forlornly.

 

“Awww, poor Kura. But if he doesn't want you in it's probably because you did something bad.”

 

“I most certainly did not!” Bakura said. “And did I mention?” he added persuasively, “I'd share some of the chocolate with you?”

 

“Chocolate?” Ryou asked excited by this new prospect.

 

“Yes chocolate, but you've got to go buy it!” Bakura said, handing Ryou the money.

 

“Ok!” Ryou replied, skipping into the shop. Bakura gave an evil smile and rubbed his hands together greedily. Moments later Ryou came running out with a bag of bars in his hands. “Kura I got it!” Ryou cried. Bakura snatched the bag away quickly.

 

“Good boy Ryou!” Bakura said, patting his light on the head. Ryou smiled happily. Bakura quickly snatched the wrapper off the first bar of chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth, sighing contently. “Much better than pixie sticks…” he mumbled.

 

“What do you mean Kura?” Ryou asked, puzzled.

 

“I was supposed to use the money to buy Marik some stupid pixie sticks,” Bakura replied, licking his fingers.

 

“KURA!” Ryou gasped. “How could you? That was Marik's money?! And I used it to by YOUR chocolate!” he cried.

 

“Don't worry I've got it covered,” Bakura said, taking a pack of gum out of his pocket. Ryou gave Bakura his best intimidating glare, which wasn't intimidating at all.

 

“Kura that's wrong!” Ryou scolded.

 

“It's good gum!”

 

“There's only 3 pieces left!”

 

“Three good pieces!” Ryou paused for a moment then said,

 

“…I'm gonna tell Marik on you!” Bakura stopped in mid lick of his current chocolate bar to stare at Ryou.

 

“You wouldn't…”

 

“Yes I would Kura!” Ryou cried and Bakura quickly tackled him.

 

“Oh no you won't!” Bakura ordered. Ryou squealed and Bakura took the chance to stuff a hunk of chocolate into Ryou's mouth. Ryou stopped struggling and his eyes got bigger. He sighed happily.

 

“Chocolate…”

 

“Good boy Ryou. Do you want more chocolate?” Ryou nodded his head rapidly and Bakura dangled a second hunk in front of his face. Ryou stared at it as if hypnotized. “You can have all the chocolate you want as long as you promise me you won't tell Marik I spent his money on chocolate ok?” Ryou nodded.

 

“Chocolate…”

 

“That's right, good boy!” Bakura stuffed the second hunk in Ryou's mouth and his hikari smiled cheerily. “Good, let's go home. I've got to store my preciouses….” said Bakura as he hugged his candy. “Who's daddy's favorite snack? Is it you? Is it you? Oh yes it is! My little sweet darlings…” he cooed. Suddenly he felt a head on his shoulder. He turned to see Ryou looking up at him with big brown eyes.

 

“Chocolate…?” he asked.

 

“No. I might give you more when we get home.” Ryou's face fell.

 

“Chocolate…” Bakura couldn't resist. He broke off the tiniest piece and shoved it in the light's mouth. Ryou nibbled at it. “Thank you Kura!” he cried, hugging his dark. Bakura rolled his eyes.

 

“Come on Ryou! Come my children, we must get back to the den!” (1) Bakura cried, trying to jog past the Ishtar house as soon as possible.

 

“BAKURA!” a sudden angry voice echoed across the neighborhood. The two white headed teens stopped to see a wheel-chair bound Marik glaring at them from his doorstep.

 

“Hi Marik!” Ryou waved happily.

 

“Bakura where are my pixie sticks?!” Marik demanded.

 

“Pixie sticks?-OH OF COURSE you're pixie sticks…” Bakura hid the chocolate behind his back. “Why it's right here in my pocket…” he said, giving a fake smile. “Ryou why don't you reach into my pocket and get Malik's `pixie sticks'?”

 

“No I know what kind of things you keep in those pockets, I do your laundry!” Ryou replied.

 

“Do it!”

 

“No!”

 

“Then hide the chocolate while I give it to him,” Bakura whispered through clenched teeth. “But if even one piece is missing you will get a TIME OUT! Got it?!” Bakura threatened. It worked. Ryou nodded his head with big eyes and put the chocolate behind his back. Bakura rushed over to Marik.

 

“Well?” Marik growled.

 

“I'm sorry to say my dear friend, they were out of pixie sticks…” Bakura replied gravely.

 

“WHAT?!”

 

“BUT-but don't fret Marik! I got you the next best thing!” Bakura cried.

 

“What…?” Bakura dumped the half empty package of gum on Marik's lap.

 

“OK GOTTA GO BYE!” Bakura said quickly. He turned to leave when a hand grabbed his shirt.

 

“BAKURA YOU JERK!” Marik hollered. “YOU USED MY MONEY TO BUY YOUR OWN CANDY DIDN'T YOU!?!?!”

 

“Of course not! Do you honestly think that I would cheat YOU out of your money bff?!” Bakura asked, trying to imitate Ryou's puppy god look.

 

“YES!”

 

“NO I DIDN'T!”

 

“You expect me to believe that?” Marik asked.

 

“Yes,” Ryou replied, popping up by Bakura's side.

 

“RYOU! You were supposed to wait back there…” Bakura hissed.

 

“You never said that, and I got bored,” Ryou replied. Bakura's eye twitched.

 

“What's that?” Marik asked, pointing to behind Ryou's back.

 

“Nothing!” Bakura intervened quickly with a fake smile. “It's-its dog poo-from our dog-SPIFFY!”

 

“Oh…HEY WAIT A MINUTE YOU DON'T HAVE A DOG!” Marik shouted. Suddenly a candy bar fell from the bag and Marik narrowed his eyes. “YOU USED MY MONEY TO BUY CHOCOLATE!”

 

“OH would you look at the time! Come on Ryou it's time for you to take your medicine!” Marik's glare melted into a smirk.

 

“Ryou can you give me the chocolate please?” he asked.

 

“Chocolate…?” Ryou asked uncertainly.

 

“RYOU NO!” Bakura cried.

 

“It was bought with MY money so it's MY chocolate,” Marik countered.

 

“NO RYOU IT'S OURS! We'll share when we get home!” Bakura bribed.

 

“I'll share with you Ryou. After all, its rightfully mine,” Marik argued. Ryou looked from Bakura, to Marik, to the bag of chocolate he clutched tightly in his hands, uncertain of what to do.

 

“RYOU NO! FOR THE LOVE OF RA GIVE ME THAT CHOCOLATE!” Bakura ordered, giving his hikari a threatening glare.

 

“You know I'm the rightful owner Ryou. So the right thing to do is to give it to me,” Marik persuaded. Ryou looked from the angry Bakura to the charming Marik and inched closer to the tan Egyptian. Marik quickly gave Ryou a little push, using his millennium rod.

 

“Ok here Marik.” Ryou dumped the bars onto his lap.

 

“RYOU NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-” Bakura feel to his knees and looked at the sky. “-OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!”

 

“ `Atta boy Ryou!” Marik praised. “And as a reward you get this!” He threw half a bar into the air.

 

“Chocolate!” Ryou cried, catching it in his mouth. Bakura quickly pulled it out before Ryou had a chance to bite down.

 

“How could you Ryou? How could you betray me? You're a traitor Ryou! A bad hikari!” Bakura snarled. Ryou's eyes widened with hurt. “Don't give me that look Ryou! It won't help this time!” With that Bakura turned and stormed off. Ryou's lower lip trembled.

 

“Kura…?” he asked, but Bakura ignored him. “Kura come back! I'm sorry!” Ryou cried but Bakura walked on. Ryou sniffed and gave a whimper.

 

“It's ok Ryou you did the right thing,” Marik said. “Here you can stay with me and help me eat the chocolate Bakura stole.” Ryou looked at Marik.

 

“Ok…” he said sadly, following him into the house.

 

“We'll make fondue! Everybody loves fondue!”

 

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Emmy: Weird I know! ^^; But there's more to come if people are interested in reading.