Bakura: I'm in it, what's not to like?
I was standing in the kitchen. Everything was a terrible mess. I tried so hard. I did. I risked my masculinity, dinity and pride to do this. And I failed so horribly that I was considering drowning my self in the bathtub.
My last hope was snagged from under me when I saw black smoke arise from the oven. I opened it and pulled it out cursing aloud as I burnt my hand on the hot pan. Oven mits were no where to be seen and I was now leaning over the sink with my hand submerged in dirty dish water.
I wrapped my hand I a towel and stood there leaning against the counter. Dishes were broken, utensil scattered about, and burnt food everywhere. I almost wanted to cry. It was made worse when I slipped on a wet spot on floor and fell into another counter. I tried to catch myself, but upon my grabbing something to break my fall, I pulled more dishes down with me.
I sat on the floor, now with a gash in my arm from shattered china. I, the great King of Thieves of the Ancient world was a complete and utter failure and managed to wound myself cooking dinner. My masculinity aside, I let it out. I looked down at the floor, through watery eyes and watched the tears fall.
Maybe Yami was right, maybe I was nothing more than just a common thief. I didn't seem to be able to do anything else right. I attempted to gather the mess I made into one big pile on the floor. The door opened, knocking into me.
"Ryou what are you...Bakura?"
I looked up and furiously wiped the tears from my eyes. There was no way I was letting the great CEO of Kaiba corp. see me cry.
"Why are YOU here? There's this thing called knocking." I growled.
"I was looking for Ryou...What happened here?" He looked around, surprise in his normally cold eyes.
"What's it to you?" I snarled. "And what do you need with Ryou?"
"Look, I still go to school with him, we've got a project due and he's my parter. If you have no intentions of murdering me in one of your disturbing ways, then I'd like to wait here for him."
"Why do you even go to school? You're filthy rich, you don't need an education." I said snorting.
"I didn't ask for your opinion." Seto replied leaning against the door. He was looking at me in a mocking sort of way. It wasn't hard to see what happened. He just wanted the satisfaction of me admitting it. Well, sorry to you Kaiba, I have no intention of giving you that pleasure, you sadistic bastard.
I stood up shakily. Grabbing the towel and placing it on my arm to staunch the bleeding. I grabbed the trash can and began to pile things into it, mainly broken china and anything I may have burned. I was almost expecting the stove to just erupt into flames at any moment, even if it was turned off.
At least Marik wasn't here to laugh at me. And he calls himself a friend and fellow yami...And I don't even want to go into the raging fit of laughter Mr. high and mighty, holier than thou, Pharaoh Yami would be sporting.
It almost surprised me that sadistic bastard here, wasn't laughing at me. Hell if I'd been on the outside, I'd have been laughing too. But I'm the humiliated one here. I wish I could just slam my head in a car door and make it go away, but that would only add a headache to it...
I heard something fall into the trash can, the funny thing was I was on the other side of the kitchen...I turned around to see Mr. bigshot actually picking up broken bits of dishes and sweeping the smaller stuff into a pile with the broom that had been leaning against the wall...I almost dropped what I was holding.
Me and Kaiba...Never been friends, never said a kind word to each other (but remember I don't say nice things to anyone) and most importantly did not acknowledge each other's exhistance. So I was finding it odd that: a.) he was in my house with Ryou not there and b.) helping me to clean the disaster that I made.
I was pissed off at myself and really didn't show appriciation well when I was mad, so I kept my mouth shut and let him help me.
I walked back over to place the dishes that survived in the sink. I turned back walking over that same wet spot. I slid and landed on my back, right into my pile of broken dishes. I cried out, feeling the sharp edges burying themselves into my back.
"Bakura?" Seto said in question looking over the counter to see why I was screaming morbidly. "Oh my god! Are you okay!" Yes, I'm just god-damned peachy! Yes, greatest day ever! I thought, crying, but from pain this time.
Seto rushed over to help me off the floor. I shrieked as he lifted me off the broken china. I could still feel the pieces that had imbedded themselves into my back.
"You're not real kitchen cautious, are you?"
"Well thank you for pointing out my flaws, you bastard. If you're going to critisize me, turn around and put me back on that floor and I'll get myself up If I haven't paralyzed myself. I'd rather die than have you critisize me in my own kitchen!" I screamed in horrible pain.
I was expecting him to put me back on the floor, I really was. Instead he stopped, moved to the other side of me and actually picked me up and walked me into the living room. He stopped in front of the couch. Ryou would have flipped if he'd put me on that couch, with blood all over me and god knows what else.
I suppose Kaiba figured that. He set me down, leaving me to stand whimpering as my back arched from the searing pain. He took off his jacket, you know the long one that flows all cool like behind him. Granted, I don't think he's cool, it's just his jacket, yeah it's JUST the jacket! Well anyways, look what you made me do! I'm off subject now... Okay well he draped his jacket over the couch before picking me up and placing me on the couch.
I was about stunned. I growled and looked away. He went back into the kitchen and came out with a wet cloth.
"Clean the wound on your arms, I'm going to look for a first aid kit, because I assume you don't know where it would be. " I hate him, he was right, I had no clue. Though I probably should.
The front door opened and Malik walked in with that big psycho grin.
"Hey Kura! How are yo- What the hell happened to you? You look like you got attacked!"
"There's this damn thing they call a freaking doorbell! USE IT NEXT TIME!" I screamed, my suspicions confirmed. The gods hated me. They were going to make me suffer, so they cursed me with bad cooking, sent a sadistic bastard (Kaiba) to save me and Malik, who would laugh at me for eternity. But it gets better, where there's Malik, there's...
"Hey! Kura! Malik wanted to come say hi, and bug you for a while."
...Marik
I wanted to kill myself. Painfully. With something sharp. If I didn't Ryou certainly would. Not that he was violent, but when he would walk into that kitchen and see it like that...he would be...
And then Seto walked downstairs. Malik and Marik looked at him, he looked back. I didn't like where this was going...Luckily I was saved! Ryou took that moment to walk through the front door, which was wide open.
"Malik? Marik? Seto? What's going on?" He questioned in that soft girly tone of his.
I shifted painfully. Not liking the silence.
"I'm here for the project we have to do, you told me to wait for you if you weren't here." Seto answered simply.
"Okay, why are the Ishtars here?" Ryou asked looking at the two.
"Came to say hi! Bug Kura a bit, you know the usual."
"Okay this is wonderful and all, but somebody please! I'm begging! I'd get on my knees if I could, but please get this glass out of my back!" I said in pain as it began to burn again.
Seto snapped to as if he'd just remembered..He knew, bastard just wanted me to suffer. He stepped over to where I was sitting. He'd found the first aid kit, thank what ever god that still loved me. He pushed me foward slightly.
"I can't get to it like this..." Seto said, sliding me forward and sitting behind me.
"Yami, what on earth happened?" Ryou, my Hikari, asked me.
I sighed. "Go look in your kitchen." He does and he walks out, looks at me and looks back into his kitchen. I wince as Kaiba pulled a chunk of glass out of my back.
Ryou looks at me, but it's not the angry look I was expecting. I was expecting him to chase me with a butcher knife or something...But then again, that's somthing I would do...
"You tried to cook here by yourself?" He asked almost sympathetically.
I only nodded, and got angry as I heard Malik and Marik's snickers begin to grow into laughter. Bastards...
"Ow!" I arched my back, grabbing the couch cusion.
"You should have waited, yami. I'd have helped you." Ryou sighed and walked over to help Kaiba pluck glass shards out of me.
"You can't cook?" Malik chuckled.
"Go to hell Malik."
"But it's just so ironic don't you think? You the great king of thieves! Undying spirit, killing himself in the kitchen! Of all places!" Marik laughed, tears comming to his eyes.
Despite how painful it was, I stood up and punched Marik. Seto pulled me back down on the couch, to continue.
"You couldn't do any better, you freak!" I screamed angrily.
"And now he shrieks like a girl!" Malik laughed along with his yami. Then the phone started to ring.
"Go home, Ishtar! And take your damn yami with you!" It rang again. I grabbed the phone off the coffee table before Ryou could reach it.
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT!" I yelled into the reciever.
"...Don't you think it's a little immature to scream at the telephone?" ...It was the pharaoh...great.
"What do YOU want?"
"Let me talk to Ryou." He said.
"Screw you, go to hell, I hope you die!" I clicked the off button and threw the phone across the room. It started to ring again and Ryou ran to answer it.
"I think I got all of it. How does it feel?" Kaiba asked. I replied in my normal manner.
"It hurts like hell." I pulled away from him. And tried to stand up. Notice I said 'tried'. I fell down nearly smashing my head on the coffee table. Kaiba picked me up. Damn him and his strong body. I looked like such a freakin weakling.
"I can carry myself Kaiba." I growled, narrowing my eyes.
"Yeah, you just did a great job of proving it." He said in a growl equal to mine.
"You know what? I told you that you could leave me in that kitchen! I don't want your help!"
"Well too damn bad! You're getting it! So shut up and let me do my good deed for the day!"
"'Good deed for the day?' Since when do you care about helping people? Mr. I'm rich so I don't give a crap!"
"LOOK! SHUT UP! QUIT SQUIRMING AND JUST DEAL WITH IT!" I silenced. Shocked that he could yell like that...Like me. It was almost intriuguing...
"Who'da thought...Bakura being silenced by the Pharaoh's high priest...Kinda funny..."Marik laughed.
"I'm not a high priest and this isn't ancient Egypt, so screw you freak!" Seto retorted kicking a pillow up at Marik's face.
I was in awe. He was so...I dunno, like me...I didn't say anything else. I couldn't find anything insulting to say, because well I lost my reasoning to insult him. Now Marik...on the other hand...
"Go home you idiots!" I kicked one of my shoes off and at them.
"Aww...come on Baku! You wouldn't ditch us to go play with the priest would you?"
"Look you!" I said blushing furiously at the thought. Okay, so Kaiba was appealing...and he hated Yami...But me and him...nah...we never said word one to each other...But then again...Damn it stop thinking like that!
"Listen you blonde headed moron, I'm not a damn priest, from freakin Egypt, now go home!" Kaiba set me on the couch and pushed Malik out the door. He actually threw Marik out...Ra that man became my best friend at that moment. If it wasn't for the fact that it would've looked wierd I'da hugged him...
Then in through that very door that Marik was just thrown out, the Pharaoh walked in.
"What are YOU doing here?" I yelled for the umpteenth time.
"I'm here to talk to Ryou." He said in his 'high and mighty' voice.
"Hey! I'm here to work on our report! So if you don't mind-"
"You could always pay someone to do it." I said simply. He looked down at him as if he'd just realized it for the first time.
"You are right. I could actually...Okay I'll take care of our report Ryou." He turned to leave. I looked over to see Yami and Ryou together. I hated the fact that Ryou was dating him...I hated that stupid pharaoh! Stupid! Stupid! Stupid Pharaoh!
"Don't leave me with them!" I cried out expecting him to just keep going. I just wanted to get my last complaint in before he left.
It surprised me when he stopped and looked back at me. He then looked up at Yami and Ryou who were beginning stage one of their sucking face session. He walked over to me and pulled me off the couch, picked me up and walked out our front door. All the while I'm just totally dumbfounded by the fact that he actually felt the pity to save me from that horrible fate.
He opened the door to his limo. I was gonna ride in a limo! He helped me in and closed the door as he slid in next to me. I looked at him questioningly.
"I'm not evil enough to subject you to that...Give me some credit here." He said looking away as if embarassed.
"Well thanks, if it means anything to ya." I said as my stomach growled.
"You hungry? Well I guess you would be, especially after seeing the number you did to that kitchen." He chuckled.
"Go to hell." I turned my head to look out the other window. "So what if I'm not efficient in the kitchen..." I huffed.
"It's okay, the point was: I've got plenty of time and someone to entertain, so would you like something to eat?" He looked at me, completely serious.
Hot damn...Never thought I would be treated by Kaiba. At first I wasn't sure what to say...What are you supposed say to the richest guy in Japan? But my stomach quickly decided for me.
"Actually that would be nice." "Then it's decided. Where would you like to eat?"
"You pick." I said shrugging. His attitude seemed to change from before and I was kind of liking the nicerish (if that's a word) Kaiba.
"You don't like to make things easy do you?"
"No."
"Well, give me a hint at least?"
"I dunno...I like seafood. I can't cook it but I like it."
"That helps a little." He leaned forward toward the driver and gave instructions to where he wanted to go. "This only means you can't complain where we go." He looked over at me.
"Hey, that wasn't in the contract." "Tch. Anyways how's your back?"
"There's no more glass in it, that's always good. But I almost feel sorry for leaving Ryou to clean that kitchen..."
"...ahem..." Kaiba coughed.
"OKAY! Fine I don't feel sorry! In fact he deserves it! For dating that damn migit pharaoh! I hope he falls on glass!"
"Like you did?"
"Yes! Like I did! Then I can laugh at him, for forgetting how to walk! Damn pharaoh." I seethed getting myself angry.
"It's gonna be okay. Just don't envision what they'll be doing in that kitchen after they're done cleaning it and you'll be alright." He said, which grossed me out completely.
I think it surprised him when I slammed my head against the window. I wanted that picture out of my head...I had to eat in that kitchen...Ewww...
"Thank you, I'm going to have to throw up now."
"I'm glad I'm not the only person who detests Yami." He said sitting back into the seat, making himself more comfortable.
"I hate him! I do! He's nosy! Stuck up! Obsessed with duel monsters! Can't even pretend to say something remotely decent to me! Even if I haven't done anything wrong! I hope he just-! OOH! I hate him!" The great thing about that outburst was that Kaiba seemed completely unaffected by it and was actually nodding along with me.
"We need to find you a change of clothing." Kaiba said after a moment of silence. "You're still covered in blood."
"You left your jacket at the house." I said realizing.
"That's okay, I'll get another one. I'm filthy rich remember?" He smirked.
"Ask me if I could forget? I'm in a like million dollar limo!"
"Not that expensive, I don't think...Oh hell I don't remember..."
"You're just saying that, but you know I'm right."
"So maybe you are. But I suppose now I have a reason to spend some money."
"On me?"
"Why not?" He shrugged. "I rarely spend it on myself. There's nothing that I'm in dire need of. And sometimes it's fun to just blow cash, everyone does it."
"Wow, okay, talk about making me uncomfortable..."
"What? I CAN be nice, despite popular belief."
"Well, to me? I wasn't expecting it. I doubted you even knew who I was."
"How could I forget? You almost toasted Yami in battle city, or came closer to it than any other. That's impressive, if you ask me."
"Yeah, well he just has dumb luck...Wait! You remembered that?"
"Yes and I was quite intrigued. Marik was kinda intriguing too, but you're better to look at."
Holy whoa! Direct flirting here! Of course, I'm not saying it's a bad thing...
"Marik's a freak. And of course I'm better to look at! My face doesn't do that freaky face-warp thing1!"
"That was disturbing wasn't it?"
"So where are we going?" I asked.
"We'll be there in a minute actually."
"It better be expensive, Kaiba." I smirked and I swear he blushed!
"It will, you can count on that."
I vehicle stopped. He opened his door and pulled me out, being ever so gentle, considering my back was a gashed up. It still burned, but at least the bleeding had stopped.
He was right, the area did look expensive. It was a nice little shopping district. He closed the door and spoke for a moment with his driver. After that the limo pulled away and he approached me.
"Shall we go?" I nodded and he led me into a store. When we walked in I remembered that he was going to buy clothes for me to change into. Which was a good thing, considering I was getting strange looks from people, who just happened to notice the huge patch of dried blood staining the back of my blue striped shirt.
"Let's find something that's dark in color, that'll make it less obvious you mutilated your self." He said walking ahead of me. I followed aimlessly.
"Hey! I didn't do it on purpose! If I had it would had been in an easier to reach place for sure!"
"Yes, like you stabbing yourself in the arm?"
"Don't hate on me because I'm different." I pouted.
"Don't 'hate on you'? You're getting too acustomed to the modern culture and slang."
"I thought that was a good thing?" I asked following behind as we wandered, looking for the right kind of stuff. I was just going to let him find something and play 'doll' with me for a while.
"It all depends. I think I like you better when you're speaking with the mindset of an ancient, Egytpian. You sound so imposing! You make Yami seem insignificant! You sound untainted by the laziness and stupidity of the modern world."
I stopped. For someone who never spoke to me, he seemed to think hightly of me. "Why'd you bring me here?" I asked with out thinking.
"Because I like you." He said simply. "And I have every intention of making you mine."
I was taken back slightly. Okay, a little more than slightly... I had no idea that he even noticed me, let alone had such feelings. It kind of excited me. And his declaration of his determination to win me over.
"So then I'm guess that you having to do a project with Ryou was an excuse...To come over to see me?"
"Glad you catch on quickly. I'd already paid someone for that silly little project. I was just hoping I'd get a shot at making my first move. Luckily for me, I got there just in time to save you from getting yourself killed in the kitchen. Yami coming over really helped too, seeing as how he distracted Ryou. I guess fate played my way, huh?" The tall CEO smirked. I was impressed by his tactics.
"I thought you didn't believe I fate?" I said giving him a smile.
"I said I don't believe in magic and Pharaohs, my supposed priestlyness, if that even counts as a word, and living duel monsters, I said nothing about not believing in the simple concept of things happening for a reason, or for a certain purpose which benefits a single person." He said flashing a smile back at me.
For such the cold person he was to others, he seemed so...what's the word I'm looking for... 'Open', with me.
"Look at me, now I'm the one intrigued." I actually blushed, and damn it all he noticed.
"Well, then do I get the pleasure of calling this a date," He smirked tilting my head up to look at him.
"Yes.' I whispered. My heart thumped in my chest. Kaiba was definately appealing, both in personality and in body.
"Now let's find you some clothes, Shell we?" I nodded.
We browsed for awhile before he pulled somthing off a clothes rack. It was a red, button up t-shirt, meant to me tight fitting.
"That would look so hot on you." He said pressing it against me. Me looked up at my blushing face.
"Geeze, Bakura, is that the shirt or your face I'm looking at?" He chuckled, continuing to walk. I followed.
I store lady walked up and asked us if we needed help. With out thinking I spoke.
"I want leather." Seto looked at me, with one brow raised.
"Right this way then sir." The lady said. I walked past Seto, sticking my tongue out. He followed promptly.
I looked at my selection. I pulled some leather pant from a shelf. I placed them to my hips and looked down at them. They would be nice...Nice soft leather... I looked up and grinned, laughing to myself as I saw Seto nearly drooling on himself.
"So, what do YOU think Seto?" I said, trying to sound as sexy as I could, which was not hard.
"It's..." He took in a breath. "That's great, that'll look great." Ha! I got my payback for him making me turn red!
"I guess that'll do then." I smiled as cutely as I could. I'm surprised he didn't melt right there, though I think he almost did.
I walked to the changing room.
"Is someone a little shy?" He says with that smirk, the one that makes me blush. I stuck my tongue out and ran into the room. I changed, rather quickly and walked out.
His jaw fell open. He liked what he saw, that was for sure.
"If your back okay?" He asked after picking up his jaw and after he recovered from his shock of just how damn good looking I was!
"I'm wearing the wife beater, I had on earlier, underneath this one, so It's somewhat protected, and I don't want to ruin my new shirt." I winked, and he blushed again.
"Well it is red, so it would at least blend..." He chuckled.
"Oh! Meanie!" I poked him. He just continued laughing as we made our way to the check out. Some where in that time I'd managed to twine my arm around his. Kaiba set the tags on the counter.
"Is that all sir?" The lady asked, she was nervous, she knew who Kaiba was. I mean after all, who didn't?
"Yes, unless you want something else?" He looked down at me, relishing in my blush. I noticed I'd blushed more in that galf an hour than the entire rest of my very LONG life...Oh But I was gonna get him back.
He jumped, with this look of surprise on his face, when my hand wandered. He gave me a look and I chuckled.
We walked out and I burst in to tear bringing laughter.
"Well thank you!" He looked at me trying desperately to conrtol the red shade he was turning. "But grabbing my ass in public! What am I gonna do with you? You're a bigger flirt than I am!" He continued huffing.
I twined my arm around his and walked close to him as we made our way to our next destination.
"Oh I hope you're happy!"
"Tch, you know I am! And you got a nice ass, I must say!" I smirked.
"That's not fair!" He wrapped his arm around me. He was acting all upset, but he liked it, any fool could see that.
"You know, I wish I'd gotten to know you sooner..." I said absentmindedly. " I mean, I'm just plain having fun!"
"I'm glad, I must be doing something right then. Shall we go to lunch now? I can hear your stomach again."
I realized that my stomach was indeed growling again. Like it was when I had begun my cooking experiment. My back was still a little sore too...But I felt a little better about myself. And It was especially funny, that the pharaoh had his eyes on Kaiba for the longest time! He couldn't get him and it was because Kaiba had eyes for me! Score one for the thief, zero for the pharaoh!
So we made our way to a nice little resteraunt that was on the pier, on the far side of the shopping district. This would be nice.
1 Okay for those who've watched the Anime, they know full well what I'm talking about. It's that frightening thing that Marik's face does, where it stretches...It's just...creepy.
Leo: well? Good? bad? Keep? Set computer on fire and do an indian dance? Tell me what you think! Review!
Bakura: Yea! Please?
Seto: I'm not pleading with you!
Leo: ..:Nudges Seto.
Seto: Okay! Please?