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Rereading bits of Birth and felt the need to spam you all with one of my favorite bits from it. :)
Yami no Bakura's eyes narrowed as he took a step toward Bakura. "Finish it," he hissed. "Cleanly."
Bakura took a step back, still clinging to the phone, torn between the part of him that pleeded for his own self presevation and the part of him that was still screaming in the pain of betrayal. Slowly, he calmed. "Or else you'll do what?" he said, voice holding a slight taint to it. "I won't let you win...."
"What could you do to stop me, really?" Yami no Bakura sneered, smirking. "I've got the Ring and my own body for trasportation. I only keep you around for..." He faltered, trailing off for a moment. "If I didn't need to keep you quiet, I'd have left right after I was done with you!"
"You're a shitty lier," Bakura said flatly. "And I'm sure Yuugi-kun just heard you, Ring-kun..."
Yami no Bakura gave sharp gasp before growling and yanking the phone from Bakura's hand. He covered the receiver before speaking. "It's true. If it weren't for the fact that you'd jeopardize my plans, I would've called an ambulance from a pay phone or something and left." He extended the phone to Bakura, the receiver still covered. "Now finish it. I can't return you to the hospital without suspicion, so I'll stay here and make sure you don't die. After that, I'll remove myself from your life if I feel I can trust you."
"You mean you'll hold me prisoner until you can figure out how to live on your own," Bakura retorted, yanking the phone back. "Or was that little display in the hospital all a sham?"
Yami no Bakura twitched. "Tch. I've been thinking, and I'm sure I can take care of myself."
"Then you speak to him," Bakura smiled sweetly, holding the phone out again.
"What would I say to him that would make any... sense." Yami no Bakura's eye twitched noticably as what Bakura was implying sunk in. He needed the boy to communicate for him. "I'll pass," he said sourly.
Bakura's smile seemed to almost drip with fake sweetness. "Thank you. Now let me talk to my friend in peace...."
Yami no Bakura wilted, hung his head slightly, and backed away from Bakura. The situation had been reversed, putting the power in Bakura's hands. Bakura could say any number of things that would have his friends busting down his door long before Yami no Bakura could get the phone out of his hands.
He was the captive, now, and it was far from pleasing.
Bitchy!Bakura is almost as fun as Evil!Bakura. :D
I probally should post this somewhere. *muses*
Yami no Bakura's eyes narrowed as he took a step toward Bakura. "Finish it," he hissed. "Cleanly."
Bakura took a step back, still clinging to the phone, torn between the part of him that pleeded for his own self presevation and the part of him that was still screaming in the pain of betrayal. Slowly, he calmed. "Or else you'll do what?" he said, voice holding a slight taint to it. "I won't let you win...."
"What could you do to stop me, really?" Yami no Bakura sneered, smirking. "I've got the Ring and my own body for trasportation. I only keep you around for..." He faltered, trailing off for a moment. "If I didn't need to keep you quiet, I'd have left right after I was done with you!"
"You're a shitty lier," Bakura said flatly. "And I'm sure Yuugi-kun just heard you, Ring-kun..."
Yami no Bakura gave sharp gasp before growling and yanking the phone from Bakura's hand. He covered the receiver before speaking. "It's true. If it weren't for the fact that you'd jeopardize my plans, I would've called an ambulance from a pay phone or something and left." He extended the phone to Bakura, the receiver still covered. "Now finish it. I can't return you to the hospital without suspicion, so I'll stay here and make sure you don't die. After that, I'll remove myself from your life if I feel I can trust you."
"You mean you'll hold me prisoner until you can figure out how to live on your own," Bakura retorted, yanking the phone back. "Or was that little display in the hospital all a sham?"
Yami no Bakura twitched. "Tch. I've been thinking, and I'm sure I can take care of myself."
"Then you speak to him," Bakura smiled sweetly, holding the phone out again.
"What would I say to him that would make any... sense." Yami no Bakura's eye twitched noticably as what Bakura was implying sunk in. He needed the boy to communicate for him. "I'll pass," he said sourly.
Bakura's smile seemed to almost drip with fake sweetness. "Thank you. Now let me talk to my friend in peace...."
Yami no Bakura wilted, hung his head slightly, and backed away from Bakura. The situation had been reversed, putting the power in Bakura's hands. Bakura could say any number of things that would have his friends busting down his door long before Yami no Bakura could get the phone out of his hands.
He was the captive, now, and it was far from pleasing.
Bitchy!Bakura is almost as fun as Evil!Bakura. :D
I probally should post this somewhere. *muses*
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You crack that whip, Bakura! Show 'im who's boss! ^___^
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*goes to post full o fic*