You Wanna Bet? (A Bakura Story) Part 5: Fight Night And A Stolen Kiss!

*Bakura's P.O.V.*
You stretched lazily after your cat nap. Quite the comfy bed, this was. Now, what had that woman said would happen tonight...Fight Night, was it? Catchy little title..."Should be about time.", you said, sitting up with a groan. You stretched and then stood up, walking to a table by the wall, picking up your scimitar and then slipping a dagger up your sleeve, you strap your weapon on. You then lazily strolled back to the bed, and picked up your coat. With a twirl, you pulled it on. There was a knock at the door. You opened it to find a small egyptian boy with dark brown hair and innocent, dark orange eyes. "Sir, I'm to show you the way to the dinning hall, sir!!", he said, staring almost strait upward at you, he was so small. You snorted. It was obvious that they didn't want you snooping around. It's not like you would have. Much... "Very well, boy, lead on.", you growled. The boy turned and began trotting down the hall, then he turned with a small grin on his face and said, "My name is Shinbu, sir!", then kept trotting on up the hallway. Fighting the urge to smack what you saw as a cheeky little brat, you followed him.
*Snorts* Cheeky? MY Shinbu??! (Me: Do you even know who Shinbu is?) You:...no...0-0 (Me: -_-;; Moron...)
*cackle* That's funny! (me: *shakes head*)
So...Fight Night....God, that's corny...(me:Go die somewhere, why don't you!? >.< )
Your P.O.V.~~
You picked up a long, thin strip of hide as Meimei finished brushing your hair. She sighed. "You look SO much like your mother, dearie. So much." She took the thong from you, and bound your tawny hair up and out of your face so that you could fight tonight. She sniffled, and hid her face in your hair, hugging your neck. "Meimei...", you murmer, turning around and hugging her. "It's ok...", you murmer, "It's all gonna be ok." You push her away, and then stand up, straping your sias to your thighs, and wrapped your braided whip around your waist. You pulled a long black cape on to your shoulders with a twirling motion. You then added a dagger to the sheath you wore at the back of your waist. You wore your usual teal outfit. You strode from the room, and passed the young boy who had asked to go with you on the raid. "Hello, Shinbu.", you said with a smile. "Greetings, Lady Zytara. I'm to show Sir Bakura to the dinning hall.", He said with a bow. You nodded and walked on.
~~Two minuetes later~~
You arrive at the dinning hall, to find your people talking and laughing, waiting for dinner, and Bakura's men looking very small and afraid. Sharone joins you before you enter, and you both walk in side by side with Meimei. "Greetings, my friends!", you cry, your voice echoing in the suddenly silent hall. Your cape billows out behind you as Meimei took her seat, two seats below you and Sharone's own, simply because that was where she chose to sit. Bakura and his men look up with scowls. "Today..", you begin calmly, "We welcome guests of the...second...highest caliber. Bakura, the "Thief King" and his men. So, to welcome them, .....A FEAST!", you and Sharone say the last two words in unison, and take your seats as some of the women who like to do this kind of thing start to serve. So much food. (You and your gang are rich, 'member?) Roast gazelle, savory wild boar, wild birds of all kind, cooked with spices of all nature and cooked to suculence. Salads, vegetables from your above ground gardens, leeks with duck and geese, parsely with gazelle, spinach and cress with boar. Fruits of all kinds:Dates, imported strawberries and pinapples, grapes, dried mangos, papyas, and so much more. All the little children gazed at deserts of all types:Flans, soups, cakes, cookies, tarts, candies, and the eygptian version of ice cream. There were gourds of wine, beer and juice, all homemade. The mouths of Bakura and his men hit the floor at the sight of such aboundance. You laughed. "We raise most of the vegetables and fruit here, and we hunt all the meat ourselves. One of the good things of living in an oasis. Plus, we make all our own beer, wine, and juice. Try it.", you added, reaching over and pouring a glass of grape and strawberry wine in a certain golden goblet. You proffered that wrought lotus cup to Bakura. His face took on a nasty purple flush as he glared at you, and then accidentaly looked down your shirt. You turned pink and pulled away, sitting down smartly, then turning to him and saying, with a smirk, in his ear, "Like what you see?" Bakura choaked and jerked away like he'd been smacked. Sharone and Marik both snorted into their cups, side by side.
*giggle* That's good!! TAKE THAT, BAKURA! *punches air in victory*
*takes out pom-poms and cheer outfit) Gimme a-G gimme an-O Gimme a -*gets mauled by other quiz takers, urged on by me* (me: Yeah, take her eyes out, that's it!!!!!)
*too busy fusing over Shinbu to pay attention* OOOO! MY SHINBU!!!! *huggles* (shinbu)*choking* (me)Back!! Leave Shinbu alone!! *beats off with big, knobbly stick* (you) *Hiss, Hiss* I'll get you my pretty, and my little Shinbu too! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *Disappears in a puff of black smoke* (Bakura) Who the hell was that?! (me) One of your fans... (Bakura)...oh...O-O
Bakura said nothing, but glared at Malik, who just winked cheekily back at him, before feeding Sharone a grape by hand. She giggled and ate. You and Bakura simultaneously roll your eyes and groan. Meimei chuckled from the other side of Bakura, who looked over at her, a though seeing her for the first time. And so the feast continued, with all eating their fill. And, when the feast came to an end, you rose with an evil grin on your face, proclaiming, "May 'Fight Night' begin!!!", and sitting back down to watch the first few fights.
NIIIICE.....(me) yup only one answer this time.
Later on, a cheeky girl by the name of Mellica, called above the crowd, "Why not have our lady, and the so called 'Thief King' fight? If he thinks he's so good, I want to see him get put it his place!!!!" The was a moment's silence, and then the whole hall, Bakura's and your crew alike roared their approval. You groaned, smacking your forehead with your hand. "Mellica, that would sound good, IF you had ANY sense, which you don't.", Sharone snarled. "Aw, c'mon, it'd be fun to see, plus, I think Bakura needs some excersize!!", Marik laughed. Bakura shot him a slaughtering glare. Then he looked at you. You shrugged. "I'm all for it, but, hey, if you're scared of getting your ass whooped by a woman, then by all means, back down." If looks could kill, you, your children, and their children, all the way down to the seventh generation would have died the most gruesome deaths imaginable. As it was, you just grinned. Standing up, you walked to the make shift arena in the middle of the hall, where you flung off your cape with a flourish. Turning around, you beckond at him imperiously. Bakura shot to his feet, the bloodlust rising behind his eyes. You weren't afraid, you were the great Diablo after all. He strode forward, and up the isle towards you, where he stopped, turned and faced you. You glanced back at Meimei. "Would you do the honors, Sensei??" She grinned and got up slowly, then came to stand beside you and Bakura. She shouted to the crowd as she lifted her hand, "The match of Lady Zytara and Bakura, the "Theif King", will begin. Last one standing is the winner." She suddenly dropped her hand and stepped back. "Begin!!", she cried, and the crowd roared their approval.
So, who's gonna win?? (me: *zips mouth closed*) Bugger.
This is actually interesting, whcih leads me to conclude that you are not saraki-sama, but a MUCH better replacement and-*suddenly passes out from being hit by a bat* (me: *tosses bat away* That'll learn ya.)
k, now what?? (Me: How about you read my quiz and shut up?? *flaunts evil looking dagger*) You: Yessum!!
*Bakura's P.O.V.*

You inched back a few paces as the girl, Zatira, Zatyra, ...what ever her name was, got into a fighting position and her eyes watched you for the smallest movement. Shrugging, thinking that you'd already won this, you draw your scimitar and rush her. She jumps and grabs your shoulders, using them as a ballest to flip her up and over your head. She landed softly behind you. Performing a swift about face, you swing your scimitar at her. She jumps back to avoid your blow. Ztania, or whatever, lets a hand fall to her waist. Stupid you failed to notice that what you took as an ornate leather belt was actually a whip. With a tug, she removed it from around her waist and sent it whistling at you at almost inhuman speed. CRACK!!! The force of the blow was so strong, it knocked you back several steps, blood begining to trickle from a small cut on your chin. You whiped the blood away and cursed, as this was going to make shaving a serious pain in the ass. The whip returned to the bitch's hand with a dull snap. It is then that you notice she is wearing leather gloves-to protect her hands from the stinging snap of her own weapon. You charged again and she sent the whip straight at you, causing you to jump aside while thinking you'd avoided it. A twitch of her hand sent the whip screaming back at you to wrap painfully around your leg. A sharp pull knocked you off your feet. You flipped back up, savagly flexing your stomach muscles. You understood now. That whip wasmade of the lightest, and yet strongest strips of sacred cow leather, braided together to make them even stronger. Handled correctly, a master could easliy destroy the Pharoah's Own with a few twitches of his hand. It was obvious this girl was one such master, and a grudging respect for her began in the back of your mind. You charged her one more time, jumping out of the way of her whip lash. When her hand twitched in your direction, you did two consecutive backflips over the whip and into her line of defense. Using her moment of paralized shock, you rushed her. She DID recover pretty fast, moving just enough to keep you from giving her a bad arm wound. As it was, she got a shallow cut for her troubles. You then wrenched to whip form her hand, tossed it away, and kicked her hard in the stomach. She flew across the arena to land hard on her back, and the flip over onto her stomch. She got up slowly, almost painfully, and turned to face you. What she did then turned you on unbeleivably. She whiped away the blood from her mouth with the back of her hand, looked at it, and then licked it off, before getting to her feet with a smirk. You had to admit that was HOT.

Zytaniana(Will he EVER remember your name??)pulled out two sias from the sheaths at her thaighs, brandishing them like a master. Cahrging you with super speed, she cut you across the top of your wrist, causing you to drop the scimitar. She then drop kicked you across the arena.
*Zytara's point of view*
Oh, hell, this was fun. You's just drop kicked the moron across the arena, where he landed with a thud. You felt like laughing. Her get up onto his knees, reaching up his sleave. He pulled out a dagger, placing it between his fore and middle fingers. With a huge exsertion of strength, he hurled it at you. With an insane smirk, you tilted your head to the side, causing the blade to just miss, and crash against the back wall of the hall. Of course, you knew this beacuse you stupidly, and arrogantly, turned around to look. He rushed you, wrenching your sias away from you and aiming a fist at your face. WHAP!!! Your hand cupped his, stopping his punch. Your other fist then rammed it's self mercilessly into his solar plexus. He doubled over with a laod 'Oomph!", the wind knocked out of him. Then, you seized Bakura by her neck and the waist band of his man skirt, flipping him over onto the arena floor, HARD. That further knocked the wind out of him. Grabbing your extra dagger from behind you, you swiftly place it to his neck. The crowd roars and rages. Bending down, you whisper in his ear, "Game, set, match. It's over, Bakura, you LOSE." You then stepped off of him. He got to his feet angrily, ignoring the hand you offered to get him up, collected his weapons, and left the hall in the direction of his room. You watche him go, a strange and painful feeling if sadness in your chest.
I must say, he really is an ass. (me: And that's new....HOW?)
*Bakura's P.O.V.*
You'd been beaten....BY A WOMAN!! This was absolutly twisted!!! You growled in anger. Your men would never listen to you now! And if Eygpt heard about this....You didn't even want to think about it. You heard footsteps, and a door closing next to you. You walked over to a door you had just noticed. You put an ear to it, and heard someone sit down on a bed on the other side. You slowly turn the knob, and open the door a crack, then freeze in anger. IT WAS THAT BITCH, ZYTARA!! (Hey! He finally learned your name!) You were about to barge in on her when...She reached up and untied a thong for her hair, letting it decend in a tawny waterfall. Your anger disappated. Gone, non-existant, dead. You watched her shake her hair out, and then slowly take off her boots and weapons, slidding them off in a tired sort of way. You swallowed hard. Her movements were headed strait for your groin. After she had put away her weapons, she got out a slinky gown of silk and layed it on her bed. Reaching up, she slipped her top slowly off her shoulders and then drew it over her head. What a glorious sight. Rosy peaks over pale mountains. No whore you had ever slept with had ever looked so good. You swallowed harder and intensified your grip on the door knob. She slid her shorts off, and placed them away. Her undies were black, tight over one taught ass. She slipped on the nightgown, then picked up a brush and began to untangle her hair. Your legs suddenly acted on their own, propelling you into and across the room. Zytara looked up, startled. "Bakura!", she shreiked, "What in all the fucking hells are you doing in here?! Get out this instant!" You ignored her and you suddenly wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her to you. She shrieked in rage, shoving at your chest, ignoring the shockwaves that coursed through the both of you. Before you knew what you were doing, you'd pulled her head to you and placed your lips on hers.
HOLY SHIT!!!!! H-he kissed you!! And what the hell was with the mention of nudity???!!! (me) I didn't fuckin' write that!!!! Don't you people read the god damn memos???? (you) You didn't?? (me) NO, YOU MORON!!!!
Yikes, he got his ass handed to him on a silver plater, and he's still got the balls to come near you without fear?? (me) Have you ever heard of testostorone, love? It's what makes guys do about half of the stupid and idiotic things they tend to do. The other half is induced naturaly by their dumbass brains, or what little bits of gray matter they posses. ^.^
EEEEEEEEEEE, MY VIRGIN EYEEEEEEEES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (me) Yeah, yeah, I know. Geez, I'm sorry already. At least I didn't write this!!!!
Your P.O.V.~~
Oh, Gods...Bakura pulled your head towards him, and placed a powerful kiss on your lips. It was hot, powerful, and irisistable. You froze, and then , much to your disgusted surprise, you responded, twining your arms around his neck and pulling him close. His grip around your waist tightened. Your lips wrestled on, passion and frustration turning to lust and sensual abandon. Then, you suddenly came to your senses and pushed him away as hard as you could. He looked surprised...and disoriented. "Get out...", you hissed, "NOW!!" He shot you a conteptuous smirk, then turned on heel and strode towards the door at the other end of your room. In a fit of rage, you seized one of your boots from the floor and chucked it at him. It slamed into him, right in the back of his head, and he realed around. You winced, suddenly remembering that your boots were weighted in a training use to make you faster. ...About twenty pounds heavier that normal, mind you....Bakura glared mercilessly and stalked back towards you. Something in his eyes made you freeze. He stopped but an inch in front of you, gazing down at you with raging eyes. He then bent down, and whispered tantilisingly in your ear, "You're going to pay for that, you impudent wench...With flesh and moans." You slapped him across the face as hard as you could. You had never hit someone like this, rash, instictive, indignant, and furious. Bakura was rocked back a step, his face turned away from you, with a red mark glowing bright on his face. He slowly turned his head back towards you.
Ohshitohshitohshitohshitohshit!!! That HAD to piss him off!!! (me) Ya THINK, Sherlock?
Dear god, will we ever get along?? (me) *pulls out script and shows you blank pages* The script's blank, so even I don't really know...
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-*still screaming from last answer* (me) *graons ans takes an asprin*
"YOU BITCH!!!", he snarled, lunging at you. You grabed his wrists and, using his own force of thrust, and his own body weight against him, you flung him to the floor. Snatching a sias from your bed, you straddled his chest, pinning his arms with your legs and pressing your weapon to his jugular. He snarled, and started to strugle, but you pushed a little harder on his neck, drawing a tiny trickle of blood. Bakura stopped, his body shaking in fury and rage. "Do you yeaild, Bakura?", you asked calmly. "Never!!!!", he spat and struggled agian to rise. The sias pressed a bit harder, the bloody trickle growing just a bit bigger. Again, you asked, "Do you yeild, Bakura?" He growled, but let out a long, angry sigh, and answered, "I yeild, now let me up." You rose from him, and stepped away. You offered him your hand, and he glared at you, but grabbed your hand, yanking you down on to him, into another powerful kiss.
Shit, you guys love conflict don't you?
FUUUUUUCK, man. He is damn BALLSY!! (me) No DUH, Sherlock. (you) >.<
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-*WHAM* *knocked out by steel bat* (me) Damn, finally! *puts bat away*
You shoved at his chest a minuete later, breaking that spellbinding kiss, rolling off of him and to your feet. "Get our before I scream for my men!!", you hissed. Bakura slowly got to his feet, looked at you with lust filled eyes for a moment, then stumbled through the door connecting your rooms. It closed behind him with a snap. you flopped onto your bed, flinging your now messed up thanks to Bakura's hands hair out of your face. 'Oh gods...my first kiss....oh gods', you thoguth, placing your hand over your mouth. 'OH GODS...'
NNNNOOOOOO, this can't be it!!! (me) For now it is!! Bye!!! Oh, and the next one don't come out until I get TEN VOTES!!! TEN!!!!

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