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 Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 1:28 pm
(AHHH! New emoticons! wahmbulance
Yes. The new layout hurts my eyes too. Font..too...small.. burning_eyes )
Yami Malik chuckled, then almost slapped his hand over his mouth. Jou must be infecting him with his...talketive-never-stop-making-noise-ness. Must be. The Egyptian then crept behind Jou, slammed the door and disappeared somewhere in the room. This was surprisingly entertaining.
Malik sighed as soon as Ryou had left the room. Now he had nothing to do...
Now that the teen thought about it, he hadn't seen much of Ryou's house. From the outside it appeared huge, and the downstairs rooms were spacious. But the only part of the upstairs he had been in was the stairwell where he and Jou had found his yami. Where was his yami, and Jou? He hadn't heard from them in a long time. Why not go look for him?
The weilder of the Sennen Rod stood, slowly shuffling over to the stairs, peering up them. They seemed innocent enough. He walked up a few stairs, peering around. Jou and Yami Malik weren't in sight. And then the chaos began.
It started with a mis-step, tripping the blond on the 2nd to highest stair. It ended with a dismayed cry, a loud crash, and a moan of pain. Malik now lay in a heap at the bottom of the stairs. Lavender eyes glared at the terraced flooring. Those things had cursed the teen ever since he had come to the house. First his yami, then his yami falling on his face (and impaling himself), and Ryou taking a nose-dive down the stairs (after Bakura had mutilated him), and now this. The Egyptian was beginning to get reeeally tired of this.
Bakura snapped out of his thoughts when he heard the cry. The tomb robber poked his white-haired head from around the couch, watching the clumsy teen land in a pile at the bottom of the stairs. He decided to make his presence known, not bothering to stiffle the laughter.
"Damn it, Bakura!" Malik wailed, launching himself towards the tomb robber. At the last moment his tormentor disappeared again. The Egyptian, in his hussle, didn't notice the chair sitting next to the couch.
WAM!
More laughter from behind the couch. The teen rubbed his head, glaring at where he thought Bakura might be.
( xd Pooor Malik the klutz. That seems like something I would do.
And that was only because you're trying to be crappy. razz You aren't a crappy RPer, J.
900th Post! Woot!)
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 6:05 pm
Jou jumped and quickly spun around, eyes wide. However, he still couldn't see anything else in the dark. "What the heck... hey! You're still in here right?" He quickly turned his head and attempted to sense some movement, but again, caught nothing. "This isn't funny y'know...!"
((I actually don't like the new emotes... or the new layout ><.))
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 7:18 pm
(( D: But I am! I disown you guys with my crappiness! I waste it all in my lurvely Collaborative Works, with my Bootkins, Lala, and Chenchen! *sobs and clings to you guys* I try...I really do...v____v. Haha...))
Ryou stood in the shower, the hot steam surrounding him, calming his nerves. It felt good against his cold skin. He had already cleaned himself, but now was simply relishing the warmth of the shower and the massaging beat of the water on his chest and shoulders. It felt so good now that he was clean and warm.
Finally, deciding it was time to get out, he turned off the water and grabbed a towel that hung on one of the racks. The fluffy red cloth went over his head as he rubbed his hair to a damp wetness. He would have dried off the rest of his body if he hadn't heard the loud thump downstairs along with an all too recognizable laughter.
Quickly, he wrapped the towel around his waist and opened the door. He was worried that someone had gotten hurt. He went to the stairs and saw Malik sitting by the stairs rubbing his head.
"Are you alright? What happened?" he asked worridly and watched the boy quietly. His hand idely gripped the towel around his hips while the other one was positioned against the wall, not out of support...but just something for it to be against instead of awkwardly loose in the air. "Are you hurt?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 9:58 pm
(...Ryou in a towel. *drool*I also think I'm a true perv now. After writing this post. I blame that guy. *points to Malik* >_<)
Malik half-muttered half-growled, still rubbing his head. Finally the Egyptian heard a voice that he wasn't quite expecting. "That was quick." He said in surprise, turning. And about that point, his jaw almost dropped.
Ryou was only in a towel. Still quite wet and in a red towel, to boot. Insert drooling here. He turned away calmly, pretending to glare at Bakura. The teen was definately awake and not half in a confused and dazed state by now. His head still pounded from the crash. "I-I'm fine. Why don't you..." 'Take off the towel, so I can... No, no no! Must not think about that! "Go dry off? You have to be cold or something."
Bakura peered out the other end of the couch, watching his hikari come down the stairs in nothing but a towel. And Malik's reaction, of course. He chuckled a little, before popping back in hiding again. The younger Egyptian's glare almost burned a hole in the wall.
"Aww, is the poor uke scared?" Yami Malik tsked, slinking behind Jou silently. Suddenly he curled his arms around the blond's neck, leaning his slender body against him. "I thought it was comfortable in here."
(I like some of the new emoticons. dramallama Drama Llama! xd )
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 2:13 pm
Well, Jou hadn't been scared, per say... until Yami Malik had come up behind him like that. It was a sensation akin to being caught off gaurd by a dangerous jungle cat. Just... more dangerous and... not as fuzzy. Jou jumped at the contact, stiffening for a moment. "D-don't do that! I'm not scared, ya jus'... surprised me! Geez, comin' outta the dark like that..." he finally began to relax a little once he realized who it was, but he still didn't completely trust Yami Malik. Call it a hunch, but he had a feeling there was a plan involved. "It'd be more comfortable if we could actually see, but it's not bad..."
((The drama llama looks to me like it's drunk... or choking xD;...))
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 9:13 am
(It looks like it's flipping out to me. xd )
Yami Malik noticed the stiffening, but didn't move. "Oops, I think I forgot where the light switch is." He whispered, lips turning into a smirk. "You should be on your guard more." He chuckled, laying his head on Jou's shoulder. The creature was tired. Maybe he should just give up torturing Jou and take a nap? But that isn't fun.
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 2:49 pm
"Tch. Forgot... yeah right." Jou let himself continue to relax in Yami Malik's hold despite his words. He distrusted him a little bit, but he figured that the (former?) psycho wasn't going to do him any more psysical harm. If not that though, what did he have planned? "I didn't think I'd hafta be on guard after jus' gettin' outta the shower."
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 7:44 pm
"Well, if I had done you in the shower, I wouldn't have to stalk you out of the shower." Yami Malik purred, pressing closer as the uke relaxed. Apparently Jou was getting too...tolerent. Maybe he should torture Malik or Bakura or Ryou later. Hm..Malik especially. His temper was unmatched. Bakura was simply too risky, and Ryou was even more tolerent than Jou.
(Bored, bored..)
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 10:50 pm
((mmm...quick question...just WHAT room are Jou and Yami Malik in? *shifts* Haha...cause I need to know. ^^ yup...then I can post...))
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 11:56 am
(The room that they were in earlier. When Yami Malik was really weak, and he had stalked in there. Everyone followed and left, except for Jou. Jou and the personality fell asleep together)
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 6:00 pm
((Yeah, I know that, but is it Ryou's room, another room, what? D: *shifts in seat again and blinks*))
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 6:03 pm
((Heh, got somethin' planned J-chan? =3))
The innuendo in that one sentance made Jou tense up again, thoughts racing at a hundred miles an hour. "W-what the... done me? Done what?" Well DUH. Jou wasn't half as niave as Yami Malik might have thought... but the fact that this was YAMI MALIK saying it had him flustered like a schoolgirl. Embarressing, but true. And the yami was pressed against him to boot...
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 11:41 am
((Maaaaybe. XD That and I don't want to look stupid...D: ))
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 9:07 am
(Hrm...Lets say it's Ryou's room! twisted )
Yami Malik laughed, temporarily letting go of the uke. He couldn't help laughing at that. Surely he wasn't as naive as the split personality thought? The Egyptian sat back down on the bed, finally bringing his laughter to a chuckle.
"Poor, confused uke. I wonder if he can find his way out of here in the dark?"
(Bleh...I'm late. crying )
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 11:13 am
((Haha alright then! *laughs* This might actually be an OKAY post.))
Ryou blushed considerably and quickly looked away and nodded. "Yeah...sorry...I just heard you and thought you might be hurt...so...okay." He muttered before turning around and moving towards his room. His face felt like it was on fire. He was glad that Malik was okay, but he should have thought about coming out with more than he was wearing.
Holding up the towel in one hand, it coming loose a bit, he opened the door to his room and as the light in the hallway flooded into the area he blinked and stood still. He couldn't seem to move, his hand tightening on his towel in suprise. Well this just topped his embarassment. Now his burning moved to his bare shoulders. Opening his mouth he tried to say something, but couldn't.
Just what were they about to do in here? He didn't really want to think about it. Now...he wouldn't even be able to get dressed, much less get over the extreme embarassment flooding through him. "I...I'm SO SORRY!" he said outloud and quickly slammed the door, not out of anger or any of that sort, but he was just really suprised. Breathing heavily he leaned against the door and tried to calm down. The water from his wet white hair dripped onto his burning shoulders as he stayed still.
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