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Yu-Gi-Oh › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
9
Views:
1,167
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1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Title: Three Yamis In A Tree
Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh
Characters: Yami No Bakura
Prompt: 080 Why?
Word Count:603
Rating: T for use of words.
Summary: Bakura has been drug to the park by Ryou, what could go wrong?
Author's Notes: I blame my insanity for this piece. I am very happy today, yay. This should be better than the other two.
Why am I here again? In Domo park, on a Sunday? My stupid hikari dragged me here. Something about me needing, “To get out more”. I get out more than he does. This is not my idea of a good time. Yes, screaming is, but not screaming children and hikaris. Birds singing, sunshine, and fluffy tree rats, yes wonderful. I can't help but roll my eyes at this.
Speaking of the fluffy tree rats, I'm hungry. Let's see these things are tree rats, so to hunt them I should go to the tree line. These trees are wrong, they change color! Hikari says they are meant to change. Something about the season, you know what I think, hikari is too trusting. I should burn these magic trees, to cook my tree rat, when I catch it. Most people seem to think I like my meat raw, I like it rare.
Now, where are those fluffy rats? Hey, what the...? An acorn , the fluffy tree rats are attacking. Holly shit, another one. They are throwing acorns from that tree. Well, you will meet your end, and the end of my knife.
“Hey, Bakura.” A voice says from in the tree. Wait, I know that voice.
“Malik! You asshole, I am going to kill you.”
“You'll have to come up here first...”
Idiot. I am a thief, climbing is easy. With quick movements, passing through greenish-brown leaves, I reach the branch he is seated on. This yami-wannabe is too insane to be afraid of me. Too bad, for him that is.
“What are you doing anyway?” I question.
“Hiding from Marik. Hitting people with these,” He shows me a handful of acorns.
“Hmm, I have nothing better to do.” I sit down and grab some acorns has well.
After a while of just hitting random people with acorns, I started to get bored. Sure, hitting the old bat who always says I am some guy named “Satan”, was fun. It was just getting boring. Ooh, wait a minute. I nudge Malik, and point to who would be our next victim. We both snicker has the pharaoh come around to our tree.
“Ready, One. . . Two. . .Three!” I shout has we both land about fifty acorns in his hair.
“Bakura! Malik!” He shouts
“What are you going to do, attack us with your hair?” I cannot help but snort at Malik's comment.
I am amused. by the fact the baka pharaoh is going to try and get up here. He has a lot more problems getting up than I did. He slips and almost falls down many times. One of his buckles on his wrist is caught on a small branch. Oh this is too rich.
At last he has made it to us. Malik and I share a look, and start clapping.
“good job, you made it.” I laugh out while clapping. He snorts in anger has we stop. Malik and I share another look. At the same time we both use one hand to push him off the branch. He lands on his back with a grunt of pain.
“Pharaoh, you can't beat us when we work together. We are an unstoppable team.” Bad choice of words Malik, very bad.
I swing my leg out at his back, knocking him out of the tree. He lands on his face next to the other baka. After a few moments he gets up.
“Bakura, why did you do that?” Malik questions from the ground.
“Why? Because I work alone.” Now all I need is to find one of those tree rats. I am still hungry.
Title: Three Yamis In A Tree
Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh
Characters: Yami No Bakura
Prompt: 080 Why?
Word Count:603
Rating: T for use of words.
Summary: Bakura has been drug to the park by Ryou, what could go wrong?
Author's Notes: I blame my insanity for this piece. I am very happy today, yay. This should be better than the other two.
Why am I here again? In Domo park, on a Sunday? My stupid hikari dragged me here. Something about me needing, “To get out more”. I get out more than he does. This is not my idea of a good time. Yes, screaming is, but not screaming children and hikaris. Birds singing, sunshine, and fluffy tree rats, yes wonderful. I can't help but roll my eyes at this.
Speaking of the fluffy tree rats, I'm hungry. Let's see these things are tree rats, so to hunt them I should go to the tree line. These trees are wrong, they change color! Hikari says they are meant to change. Something about the season, you know what I think, hikari is too trusting. I should burn these magic trees, to cook my tree rat, when I catch it. Most people seem to think I like my meat raw, I like it rare.
Now, where are those fluffy rats? Hey, what the...? An acorn , the fluffy tree rats are attacking. Holly shit, another one. They are throwing acorns from that tree. Well, you will meet your end, and the end of my knife.
“Hey, Bakura.” A voice says from in the tree. Wait, I know that voice.
“Malik! You asshole, I am going to kill you.”
“You'll have to come up here first...”
Idiot. I am a thief, climbing is easy. With quick movements, passing through greenish-brown leaves, I reach the branch he is seated on. This yami-wannabe is too insane to be afraid of me. Too bad, for him that is.
“What are you doing anyway?” I question.
“Hiding from Marik. Hitting people with these,” He shows me a handful of acorns.
“Hmm, I have nothing better to do.” I sit down and grab some acorns has well.
After a while of just hitting random people with acorns, I started to get bored. Sure, hitting the old bat who always says I am some guy named “Satan”, was fun. It was just getting boring. Ooh, wait a minute. I nudge Malik, and point to who would be our next victim. We both snicker has the pharaoh come around to our tree.
“Ready, One. . . Two. . .Three!” I shout has we both land about fifty acorns in his hair.
“Bakura! Malik!” He shouts
“What are you going to do, attack us with your hair?” I cannot help but snort at Malik's comment.
I am amused. by the fact the baka pharaoh is going to try and get up here. He has a lot more problems getting up than I did. He slips and almost falls down many times. One of his buckles on his wrist is caught on a small branch. Oh this is too rich.
At last he has made it to us. Malik and I share a look, and start clapping.
“good job, you made it.” I laugh out while clapping. He snorts in anger has we stop. Malik and I share another look. At the same time we both use one hand to push him off the branch. He lands on his back with a grunt of pain.
“Pharaoh, you can't beat us when we work together. We are an unstoppable team.” Bad choice of words Malik, very bad.
I swing my leg out at his back, knocking him out of the tree. He lands on his face next to the other baka. After a few moments he gets up.
“Bakura, why did you do that?” Malik questions from the ground.
“Why? Because I work alone.” Now all I need is to find one of those tree rats. I am still hungry.