I'm sorry... I just couldn't bring myself to poke fun at that last
chapter... Yami Tenshi, of course, joked around that when Isis asked what
Bakura's doing, I should have him state simply "Killing myself." But I
didn't find the idea too funny... I don't know... Maybe that's what
happens when you have a friend commit suicide? That kind of thing looses
all amusingness? *shrugs* Though I almost had myself convinced that I
should have him accidentally fall into the water, or perhaps even Isis push
him in as a bit of a tease. But I just couldn't bring myself to do it for
real...
But, since I promised you a little something extra after each chapter... Here's just a goofy little epilogue of sorts. First, just a little something that I really wanted to put in there, but felt that it would kill my ending, which (I thought anyway) was really awesome.
~*~*~*~
She smiled and moved closer, taking his hand in hers. "Will you be my Phantom of music?" She whispered.
Bakura couldn't help but grin in response. "Only if you'll be my angel..."
Isis raised her other hand to touch his cheek. Then, gently, she pulled his face down towards her. The sun disappeared completely beneath the horizon, throwing them into darkness even as their lips touched.
~~~
Ryou had been dozing off, a book of poetry in his lap, when his eyes suddenly snapped open. He grinned broadly, his cheeks tainted with a furious blush. "Baku-kun..." he chuckled. "You really are happy now aren't you?"
~*~*~*~
*snickers evilly* Yeah... That was meant to be taken whichever way you want as to whether it's just the kiss or whether something else happened. I'm not saying anything. *gains a sweet, angelic look as she grabs a harp and smiles*
Okay, now for an actual little epilogue thing...
~*~*~*~
Bakura grinned as he walked down the sidewalk after spending most of the afternoon with Isis. He spotted Malik coming his way with Ryou and his smile lost some of its joy. Malik had better not be attempting to corrupt his hikari... That was Bakura's job. Still, he wouldn't let it totally kill his mood. Especially when he just thought of something.
"Hey!" he called to them and waved.
They waved back and when the distance between them and Bakura was closed they stopped and greeted each other more properly. Then Bakura put an arm around Malik's shoulders.
"You know what, my friend? I just thought of something. I owe you something."
"Oh?" Malik raised an eyebrow, his expression a mix of suspicion and curiosity.
Bakura nodded, removing his arm from his friend's shoulders and moving in front of him more.
"And what's that?" Malik asked, obviously more suspicious than curious now.
"This." And with that, the white haired yami smacked the blonde Egyptian across the face.
Malik stumbled slightly, his expression confused and enraged. Then he stopped, straightened, and laughed. "You did owe me that didn't you?"
Bakura chuckled and nodded to Malik's comment. "That I did. Next time you smack me, I won't wait a week before paying you back, either."
The two laughed.
Ryou, of course, didn't find this amusing at all. He shook his head, muttering to himself about 'baka, psychotic friends.'
~*~*~*~
Yeah... That was kinda stupid... ^_^() But it's something. And I just had to have Bakura get Malik back for smacking him.
As for Mariku... *ponders* We'll just say that Rishid came back from wherever it is that he was and so Mariku is once more sealed within Malik's mind/the Millennium Rod. ~_~() Okay... So I've no idea really. But that's okay. The cool thing about stories is that you don't have to wonder or know about what happens to everyone once all is said and done. (Though there was that request for a sequel... Revenge of the ex-boyfriend? *) I bet not a single one of you has wondered, "Hey... I wonder what became of Yami at the mall that day..." or anything of that sort.
Yes, okay, so now I'm just being stupid... Oh well. I really do hope you enjoyed...
And now... something that would probably happen either when Malik is getting Bakura the new wardrobe or perhaps just somewhere around where they're talking about how to treat women... I leave you with an extra scene in which Malik has Bakura at the mall and is trying to teach him a thing or two about getting a woman...
Bakura: Or in other words... Malik acting like a complete idiot!
Malik glares at him angrily, but Ryou taps him on the shoulder.
Ryou: Uh... Sorry Malik... But it's kinda true...
(Sorry... My friend put this in my head and I just can't take it... Though whether I can do the mental images any justice by writing them is another story... Besides, for some reason I've just gotta have a music number here...)
~*~*~*~
"Look, it's easy. You just have to be cool. Feed the girl a line or two and if you play your cards right (this pun actually wasn't intended... But I do love puns!!) than you're in with no trouble."
Bakura just stared at his blonde friend as though it was the stupidest thing he'd ever heard... And it probably was.
Malik sighed and rolled his eyes, then looked at Ryou, who was standing nearby. "Hit it!"
Ryou nodded and bent down, turning on the CD player that he had sitting there for some reason or another...
Loud music suddenly began playing and Ryou threw Malik a microphone.
Bakura rolled his eyes as Malik half-strutted, half-danced out into the middle of the open space in the mall by the indoor fountains.
"Can I get your number baby?" Malik sang, pointing at some random brunette who happened to be walking by. "Hit me with the 7 digits! Can I get your number baby?" He turned to another girl. "Hit me with the 7 digits!"
The elevator opened and a girl with shimmering, golden-blonde hair stepped out. Malik instantly turned to her, going down on one knee as he sang.
"When you walked through that door I nearly lost my mind your sexy attitude and somethin' 'bout your smile!" The girl couldn't help but smile, blushing slightly at this odd attention she had gained. "I knew right then and there I had to know your name I had a crush before but this just ain't the same." He turned away from her suddenly, standing and moving off into the gathering crowd of female onlookers.
"cause I've never fallen in love before with a girl I didn't even know" he winked at another girl. "and there's somethin about you that tells me I should be down!" With that, he rushed back into the open again.
"I've been east!" He pointed his finger in a random direction. "I've been west!" he pointed the opposite direction. "Even all around the world" he spun slowly moving a bit at a time as he moved to the beat of the music. "But I never seen a girl like you." He pointed at another girl at random again. Ryou cut in as his backup singer. "Seen a girl like you!" Malik grinned at the albino boy even as he continued singing. "I've seen blondes and brunettes and some really hot redheads but I never seen a girl like you." Ryou almost couldn't keep from giggling as he sang. "Seen a girl like you!" "A girl like you!" Malik pointed at random again and froze when he saw who was standing there.
Isis had her hands on her hips and was giving her brother a dirty look. "What in the name of all that is good are you doing?"
Malik looked around to see that both Bakura and Ryou had managed to slip away in an instant's notice. "Er... I... Just having a little fun..." He felt a bit rejected and betrayed that his friends had just left him to deal with his angry sister by himself.
But, since I promised you a little something extra after each chapter... Here's just a goofy little epilogue of sorts. First, just a little something that I really wanted to put in there, but felt that it would kill my ending, which (I thought anyway) was really awesome.
~*~*~*~
She smiled and moved closer, taking his hand in hers. "Will you be my Phantom of music?" She whispered.
Bakura couldn't help but grin in response. "Only if you'll be my angel..."
Isis raised her other hand to touch his cheek. Then, gently, she pulled his face down towards her. The sun disappeared completely beneath the horizon, throwing them into darkness even as their lips touched.
~~~
Ryou had been dozing off, a book of poetry in his lap, when his eyes suddenly snapped open. He grinned broadly, his cheeks tainted with a furious blush. "Baku-kun..." he chuckled. "You really are happy now aren't you?"
~*~*~*~
*snickers evilly* Yeah... That was meant to be taken whichever way you want as to whether it's just the kiss or whether something else happened. I'm not saying anything. *gains a sweet, angelic look as she grabs a harp and smiles*
Okay, now for an actual little epilogue thing...
~*~*~*~
Bakura grinned as he walked down the sidewalk after spending most of the afternoon with Isis. He spotted Malik coming his way with Ryou and his smile lost some of its joy. Malik had better not be attempting to corrupt his hikari... That was Bakura's job. Still, he wouldn't let it totally kill his mood. Especially when he just thought of something.
"Hey!" he called to them and waved.
They waved back and when the distance between them and Bakura was closed they stopped and greeted each other more properly. Then Bakura put an arm around Malik's shoulders.
"You know what, my friend? I just thought of something. I owe you something."
"Oh?" Malik raised an eyebrow, his expression a mix of suspicion and curiosity.
Bakura nodded, removing his arm from his friend's shoulders and moving in front of him more.
"And what's that?" Malik asked, obviously more suspicious than curious now.
"This." And with that, the white haired yami smacked the blonde Egyptian across the face.
Malik stumbled slightly, his expression confused and enraged. Then he stopped, straightened, and laughed. "You did owe me that didn't you?"
Bakura chuckled and nodded to Malik's comment. "That I did. Next time you smack me, I won't wait a week before paying you back, either."
The two laughed.
Ryou, of course, didn't find this amusing at all. He shook his head, muttering to himself about 'baka, psychotic friends.'
~*~*~*~
Yeah... That was kinda stupid... ^_^() But it's something. And I just had to have Bakura get Malik back for smacking him.
As for Mariku... *ponders* We'll just say that Rishid came back from wherever it is that he was and so Mariku is once more sealed within Malik's mind/the Millennium Rod. ~_~() Okay... So I've no idea really. But that's okay. The cool thing about stories is that you don't have to wonder or know about what happens to everyone once all is said and done. (Though there was that request for a sequel... Revenge of the ex-boyfriend? *) I bet not a single one of you has wondered, "Hey... I wonder what became of Yami at the mall that day..." or anything of that sort.
Yes, okay, so now I'm just being stupid... Oh well. I really do hope you enjoyed...
And now... something that would probably happen either when Malik is getting Bakura the new wardrobe or perhaps just somewhere around where they're talking about how to treat women... I leave you with an extra scene in which Malik has Bakura at the mall and is trying to teach him a thing or two about getting a woman...
Bakura: Or in other words... Malik acting like a complete idiot!
Malik glares at him angrily, but Ryou taps him on the shoulder.
Ryou: Uh... Sorry Malik... But it's kinda true...
(Sorry... My friend put this in my head and I just can't take it... Though whether I can do the mental images any justice by writing them is another story... Besides, for some reason I've just gotta have a music number here...)
~*~*~*~
"Look, it's easy. You just have to be cool. Feed the girl a line or two and if you play your cards right (this pun actually wasn't intended... But I do love puns!!) than you're in with no trouble."
Bakura just stared at his blonde friend as though it was the stupidest thing he'd ever heard... And it probably was.
Malik sighed and rolled his eyes, then looked at Ryou, who was standing nearby. "Hit it!"
Ryou nodded and bent down, turning on the CD player that he had sitting there for some reason or another...
Loud music suddenly began playing and Ryou threw Malik a microphone.
Bakura rolled his eyes as Malik half-strutted, half-danced out into the middle of the open space in the mall by the indoor fountains.
"Can I get your number baby?" Malik sang, pointing at some random brunette who happened to be walking by. "Hit me with the 7 digits! Can I get your number baby?" He turned to another girl. "Hit me with the 7 digits!"
The elevator opened and a girl with shimmering, golden-blonde hair stepped out. Malik instantly turned to her, going down on one knee as he sang.
"When you walked through that door I nearly lost my mind your sexy attitude and somethin' 'bout your smile!" The girl couldn't help but smile, blushing slightly at this odd attention she had gained. "I knew right then and there I had to know your name I had a crush before but this just ain't the same." He turned away from her suddenly, standing and moving off into the gathering crowd of female onlookers.
"cause I've never fallen in love before with a girl I didn't even know" he winked at another girl. "and there's somethin about you that tells me I should be down!" With that, he rushed back into the open again.
"I've been east!" He pointed his finger in a random direction. "I've been west!" he pointed the opposite direction. "Even all around the world" he spun slowly moving a bit at a time as he moved to the beat of the music. "But I never seen a girl like you." He pointed at another girl at random again. Ryou cut in as his backup singer. "Seen a girl like you!" Malik grinned at the albino boy even as he continued singing. "I've seen blondes and brunettes and some really hot redheads but I never seen a girl like you." Ryou almost couldn't keep from giggling as he sang. "Seen a girl like you!" "A girl like you!" Malik pointed at random again and froze when he saw who was standing there.
Isis had her hands on her hips and was giving her brother a dirty look. "What in the name of all that is good are you doing?"
Malik looked around to see that both Bakura and Ryou had managed to slip away in an instant's notice. "Er... I... Just having a little fun..." He felt a bit rejected and betrayed that his friends had just left him to deal with his angry sister by himself.