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“Birthday Part Bash”
4. When Little Brother Gets Mad
~Mokuba ask Seto why he refuses to go see Bakura then gets pissed at him for not acting like the cold heart bastard everyone takes him for. Later Bakura and Ryou are invited to Kaiba mansion for a chat… and something more.~
The weekend was over and it was back to school for the group. However, things were certainly different and everyone picked up on the otherwise bad vibes. Seto growled as he went through the paperwork on his desk, already making a list of idiots he wanted to fire due to thincoincompetence. In a rage of angry he threw the tall stack of papers off his desk, letting them scatter all over the floor in a giant mess then leaned back in his chair. For the life of him he could not get his mind on his work but why? What the hell was wrong with him?
Flashes of two young men flashed through his mind, making his chest tighten painfully. One of them, young innocent with snow white hair falling unevenly past his shoulders that framed large, doe-shape eyes that one could look into and see a forgiving and trust-worthy personality but also filled with sadness and loneliness. A feeling of wanting to belong, to be loved…
The other man, a twin of the innocent youth but also so very different. Hair of pale silver fell in an uneven wave down his back but had a more ruffled look to them. Slanted eyes of a deep brown filled with malice, cruelty and darkness filled them, wanting nothing more to see blood shed but looking deeper one could see fear… of being alone, of being cast into the eternal darkness one more.
Both wanting to be accepted, both wanting to feel love, both wanting yet never having…
‘Damnit! Why the hell am I thinking about them?!’ he growled at himself but what could he do? Bang his head on the desk until he knocked himself in an unconscious state of mind? That would do nothing except give him a hell of a headache. Groaning he rested his elbows on the desk then ran his hands through his hair, gripping his head so hard that it began to hurt. He had come to the office in hopes that he would forget about the light and darkness of the Millennium Ring but it was no use. Everywhere he went their images, their voices, their very presence haunted him like a pair of restless ghosts. Closing his eyes tightly he could picture them but he turned his back on them, saying he didn’t need anyone, least of all them. Bakura had made that very clear when he came to his office and threaten him. However, Mokuba was unfazed by the whole event.
~Earlier that day…~
“Seto just call him! You know you want to!”
“Since when do you know what I want?” he asked, looking at his younger brother.
Mokuba snorted, crossing his arms over his chest as he shook his unruly hair away from his face. “Since I learned to read your body language. That and you’ve been moping around the house since the party.”
“The same party where everyone got sickening drunk and screwed each other senseless,” he said bitterly.
“Will you give it a rest already?! Right now I don’t care about the others it’s you I’m worried about!!” he shouted, slamming both his hands on the desk as he leaned towards him. “Can’t you see that this is killing you on the inside?!”
Now this was something new. Mokuba had never talked back to his brother before and most certainly never yelled at him. Seto couldn’t think of anything to say but apparently the raven haired youth wasn’t done.
“You have spent your whole life shutting people out so you wouldn’t get hurt, throwing yourself into your company and trying to beat Yugi. Why can’t you see that there’s more to life then your private world? Why can’t you open your heart and learn to love people aside from me? Not everyone is like the board of directors nor like Pegasus, wanting to get at your company or your money, they just want you. Like Ryou.”
“… But Bakura-”
“Bakura is another story but you have to understand Ryou is all he has in the world now. He just wants what’s best for him like how you want what’s best for me.”
“… It isn’t the same.”
“For the love of Christ… listen to me, damnit!!” Mokuba shouted angrily, slamming his fist on the oak desk hard enough to rattle the items still standing. “Get the fucking stick out from your ass, big brother. You think this doesn't affect me to? Well here’s the latest news, it does!” Without waiting for a reply he stormed out of the office, slamming the door close behind him. For a long time Seto just sat there, wondering if that was really his brother or if something possessed him. Which was another reason he left for the office.
“… But he did have a point,” he said softly to himself, looking around the office. Since his arrival he had gotten barely any work done and knew that he wouldn’t. Sighing he got up and picked up the papers from the floor, setting them on his desk and grabbed his briefcase. “Sakura, I’m heading home,” he told his secretary as he headed out his office. “I don’t want anyone in my office, not even the cleaning lady.”
“Yes Mr. Kaiba,” she nodded. “Have a good day.”
“Right.” Heading for the elevator he hit the button for the basement and get into his limp. “Home.” The driver nodded as he started the engine and drove out the garage.
“Thanks for coming over you two.”
“Whatever squirt. You sure that ass of a brother isn’t home?”
“Ryou!”
“What? I’m stating the truth.”
“No Bakura, it’s alright; Seto is an ass. Hell I said it to his face just today!” Mokuba sighed as he slouched in his seat, looking like a sack of potatoes.
Bakura’s eyes widen as he heard this. “You insulted your own brother?” he asked in an awed tone.
“About time, squirt!!” the former thief laughed, nearly falling off his perch on the arm of the sofa. “I can just picture the look on his face!”
“Let’s just say he couldn’t believe that was me there but no one has ever spoken back at him so, first time for everything,” the younger Kaiba smirked.
“But that’s so unlike you,” the gentle youth said, ignoring his yami’s snort.
“Drastic times call for drastic change, Bakura. Look, the reason I asked you both ois ais about my birthday party. I know you all get drunk and…” he trailed off as he sat on the edge of the sofa and rubbed his neck, “… and if I had known this crap would’ve happened I would have never spiked the punch.”
Now it was Ryou’s turn to do a double take as he stared at him. “It was you?! Why the hell did you do that, I was sick all day!!”
“Lighten up I had a perfectly good reason behind it. I’ve seen how most of you guys practically stalk your crushes and I thought to kick it up a notch since no one was making the first move but everything didn’t go as I planned. The only people who did hook up the way I planned was you, Bakura, and Seto.”
“… You knew?”
“D’uh! It was so obvious man!”
“… Your brother doesn’t feel the same way.”
“Bakura listen to me okay? Seto acts like a cold-hearted bastard because that’s what he wants people to think; hell I’d believe it too if I didn’t know him so well.” He paused as he tried to think of the right words to say to best describe his older sibling.
“Before Seto and I were adopted he was happy and loved by both our parents. Neither of us could ask for anything more but then they were killed in a car accident. Our parents left us everything in their will but our guardians were greedy assholes and stole everything from us, sending us off to an orphanage. Since then Seto had to play parent, guardian, and sibling rolled into one. Despite how many parents wanted to adopt him he refused to leave me behind.
“One day an old man, older than the parents I’ve seen come by, wanted to adopt just Seto. Like always he no not unless he took me as well. I thought he would adopt another kid but he challenged Seto to a game of chess. We didn’t know it at the time but that man was the three time chess champion, Gozaburou Kaiba. If Seto won the both of us would be adopted, but if he won then only Seto would be adopted.”
“And Seto agreed?” Bakura asked.
“Yep. Once he has his mind set on something he doesn’t let go for anything. It took three days but Seto beat Gozaburou and we were both adopted. Normally I should have felt happy that we would be a family but my gut was telling me something was wrong.
“Kaiba Corporation wasn’t always centered on games as it is today. Back when our foster father ran it the company manufactured technology and weapons for the military and armed forces. The company made tools of destruction that killed hundreds of innocent people.”
“Sounds like my kind of man.”
“Ryou shut up!”
“As I was saying. Gozaburou began to force Seto into being the perfect son. He made him take all these college courses, how to run the company, and other such but he never let him play or have fun. He wouldn’t even let me near him. When birthdays came around that asshole would just pile more work on Seto’s shoulders I’m still surprised he didn’t break under the pressure. Every time I was able to see him he seemed more cold and distant, less and less than the big brother I loved and knew. Gozaburou was slowly killing the good within him…”
“Explains why he’s such an asshole.”
“Ryou!!”
“What? I’m stating the truth!”
“Can I finish? Anyway, I’m still not sure how he did it but Seto gained control over Kaiba Corp and converted all the machines into producing the best gaming system in the world. Even though he won Gozaburou still won as well. Seto was never the same and although he doesn’t say it, I think he’s still haunted by our foster father. Struggling to prove that he’s the best and not caring whose life he makes miserable in the process.”
“I see… wha what has that got to do with me?”
“He needs you in his life to give it balance, Bakura. He needs to learn how to life and love once more. I’ve tried but there’s only so much a younger sibling can do.”
“Hey I don’t want that jerk anywhere near my hikari!” the tomb raider said as he rose to his feet. “He hurt him in more ways than one and he acts as if it meant nothing to him!”
Mokuba let him rant for a while, sitting calmly as he watched him that it wasn’t long before the thief ran out of breath and plopped next to his light, panting softly. “Bakura? Why didn’t you say anything to Seto? Why didn’t you tell him your feelings?”
“… Because I didn’t think he’d care. Mokuba, you’re brother is a very hard person to understand much less reach and I know that there is some good within him. I’ve seen him actually be civil when he wants to but…” Tears began to well up in his eyes before spilling over and rolled down his cheeks. “But what if he laughs in my face if I told him how I really felt? I don’t care about his money or his company or anything I just… I just want someone to love and to love me back… That’s all I ever wanted…”
“Bakura.” Everyone looked up in surprised as the stoic young man standing in the doorway. Ryou growled low in his throat; Bakura tried to wipe the still falling tears away; and Mokuba just stood, looking at his brother.
“ ‘Bout time you came home, big brother.”
As soon as Seto entered the mansion he heard voices in the den but thought nothing of it. Mokuba probably had some friends over but just as he was about to head to his room he could make out who the voices belonged to.
‘Why are Bakura and Ryou here?’ For some reason, he didn’t barge in as he was prone to do in the past and instead, listening closely through the slightly cracked open door. He frowned as he heard Gozaburou’s name being mentioned a few times then heard Ryou yelling, insulting him and saying he wanted Bakura to have nothing to do with him. ‘How dare he insult me in my own home in front of my brother!’ He wrapped his hand around the doorknob and was about to charge in but then something made him freeze.
“Bakura? Why didn’t you say anything to Seto? Why didn’t you tell him your feelings?”
“… Because I didn’tnk hnk he’d care. Mokuba, you’re brother is a very hard person to understand much less reach and I know that there is some good within him and I’ve seen him actually be civil when he wants to but… But what if he laughed in my face if I told him how I really felt? I don’t care about his money or his company or anything I just… I just want someone to love and to love me back… That’s all I ever wanted…”
‘He… wants to be loved?’ Seto blinked as he peeked in and saw that the young man was crying softly. His heart wrenched at the sight of the silvery tears as they made their face down his face, the look of sorrow and grief filling those soul-brown eyes tugged at his soul. ‘Does he really mean that?’ he asked himself but there was only one way to find out. Pushing the door open he took a deep breathe and spoke up, startling everyone. Mokuba was the only one who stood as looked at him calmly.
“ ‘Bout time you came home, big brother.”
“After your little speech it got me to thinking.” He looked at the twins and felt his heart twist once more. “Mokuba, can you leave for a bit? I have some unfinished business.”
Slowly a smile crept on the youth lips as he nodded. “Sure thing. If you need me I’m gonna be at Malik’s,” he said as he headed out, closing the door behind him. “Oh yeah. If you guys are gonna fuck each other silly then take it to the bedroom.”
“Mokuba!!” but the youth was gone.
“Kaiba-”
“I have something to say first, Ryou.” Moving forward he stopped before Bakura and did something neither of them would ever expect. He got down on his knees and bowed his head so that his hair shadowed his eyes. “… I’m sorry for hurting you like I did, Bakura. I didn’t mean to hurt you the way I did but I’m not use to wearing my heart on my sleeve.”
The young man sniffed as he rubbed a fist over eyeseyes before moving off the sofa and knelt before Seto. Slowly he reached out and using both his hands, gently tipped his face to his own. “I’m sorry for acting the way I did. I guess, I was expecting too much and didn’t think but it’s alright. Mokuba explained it to us.”
“No wonder I kept hearing Gozaburou’s name being brought up.” He smirked lightly and reached up, covering one of the smooth hands with his own. “I’m willing to learn if you’ll teach me how to love.”
“I thought you’d never ask.” Smiling he leaned forward and gently pressed his lips against the CEO’s in a feather-light kiss. Pulling back his cheeks were tinted pink and Seto just looked stunned.
“That’s not how you kiss somebody!!” Ryou barked angrily, marching towards the youth’s and grabbing Seto’s arm hauled him to his feet. “You do it like this!!” Without asking permission one hand grabbed the edge of his blue jacket while the other hand grabbed the back of his head and brought him down to kiss him deeply.
Seto made a sound as his eyes widen to the size of small dinner plates but he just stood there. He wanted to push the thief away and yell at him but his body refused to obey him and his mind was slowly turning to mush. Despite his shock Seto could feel a strange warmth building in the pit of his stomach, his arms felt like weights as they slowly warped around Ryou’s waist before crushing his body to his own. He felt more than heard the grunt as the thief parted his lips and darted his tongue out. The CEO wasted no time in following suit as their tongues dueled for dominance.
It didn’t last very long but when they pulled away both young men were panting softly, their lips slightly swollen from the bruising pressure. Ryou smirked as he ran his tongue over his lips and pulled out of his embrace, looking at his light. “That’s… how you kiss somebody,” he panted to him smugly.
Poor Bakura could only kneel there, unable to say a word as the faint blush on his cheeks spread to a deep crimson. He didn’t want to admit it but that little scene turned him on in more ways than one. But he was suppose to kiss Seto like that?! He opened his mouth to say something but for the life of him he couldn’t.
Seto chuckled at the scene. “I think you went a bit fast for him, thief.”
“That was the way I was taught.”
“Then let me slow things down a bit.” Pulling Bakura to his feet he cupped his face with his hands and leaned down to kiss him. The light’s lips were softer and sweeter than the thief’s but the same warmth was building even more as he wrapped an arm around his lithe waist, pulling him close until their bodies were pressed together.
Ryou smirked as the scene before him was turning him on but he could feel a surge of fear coursing through the bond. Frowning he silently stood behind Kaiba and studied his aibou’s face. Several tears slowly rolled down his cheeks and his hands were clenched impossible tight over the brunette’s shoulder but he couldn’t tell if he was pushing him away or trying to pull him closer.
//Bakura, if you want to stop just tell me and I’ll pull him away,// he told him mentally, catching his eyes and showing he was ready to do so.
/I… I don’t know…/ he whimpered softly, feeling unsure about this. /I want this… but what if he hates me when this is done? What if he turns me away again?/
//Then I’ll break every bone in his pathetic body.// He meant every word of it as his eyes harden.
/Ryou don’t… I-I just don’t know what to do. I’m scared./
//First you need to relax and calm down, aibou. Here, let me help.// Stepping around he stood behind his scared light and began to rub his hands along his sides.
Bakura gasped into the kiss, body arching a bit then groaned as those same hands began to trail up and down his back, making him relax further. Seto smirked as he felt the lithe body slowly relax before deepening the kiss. The young man gasped as warm hands slid under his shirt then moaned as he felt his soon-to-be-lover’s tongue enter his mouth.
Ryou groaned as he began to rub his hips over the tight little ass as his hands rubbed at the smooth skin. He could feel everything his light felt through their link and he couldn’t help but groan softly as he watched the CEO French his Bakura. Smirking more to himself he took one of his light’s hand and reached down so both their hands were kneading the brunette’s crotch.
A low rumble of pleasure met their ears as Kaiba arched his hips into the hands, seeking more contact. All the blood was rapidly pooling into his semi-hard erection but with all the fondling he could feel it grow harder to the point that it was pressing painfully against his slacks he reached down, pulling up Bakura’s shirt with Ryou’s help and eagerly roamed the slender chest, rubbing his thumbs over the nipples. Feeling the gasp he pulled back.
“I see I found your sensitive side,” he smirked and leaning down flicked his tongue over a pale nub of flesh. He was rewarded with a sharp intake of air as a hand gripped his hair tightly.
“How does it feel, hikari?” Ryou asked as he pulled the shirt off, hands slipping around his waist to undo the fly of his jeans. “Tell us how you want it.”
“It… It’s good…” he whimpered, arching his body as a warm hand reached into his jeans and cupped his own heat. “Please… Don’t stop…” he begged as he felt the wet heat slowly trail down his slender body, felt his jeans being tugged down to his ankles.
Ryou chuckled as he nipped at the flesh of his throat, his hand rolling the hard nipples between his fingers. “We won’t stop, hikari. Will we, blue eyes?”
“Not unless you say so,” Seto remarked, locking eyes with him as he mouthed the bulge in the silk boxers. Both albino boys moaned at the contact/sight that he continued to tease the hidden erection, swirling his tongue over the bulge, dampening the cloth and trailed feather-light fingertip up the back of the long legs. But he couldn’t wait any longer and neither could Bakura as he keened sharply, thrusting his hips forward as Ryou growled fim tim to hurry the fuck up. He smirked and swiftly pulling the boxers down took the younger boy’s length all the way down his throat.
Bakura’s eyes widen as his body arched but Ryou held onto him tightly, whispering in his ear to calm down and relax. Running his hands along his chest and hips he noted the blue-eyed man was waiting until he was ready. It just felt so weird but good to be engulfed in that wonderful wet heat. It had caught him off guard more than anything but as he made his body relax he realized that this felt so good. Taking a deep breathe he nodded his head for Seto to continue.
The former king of thieves watched as the CEO began to slowly bob his head, opening his side of the link wider and gasped as eh felt the same pleasure his light was feeling. It felt like that tongue was wrapped around his own cock, teeth gently scraping along the thin flesh before being taken all the way to the back of the throat where the gag reflex tighten around the head. Biting the pale throat harder he shut his eyes, sucking at the skin as he ground his crotch against the white ass. God he wanted to let loose right now but jumped when he felt a hand knead his erection. Opening his eyes he saw smirking blue eyes looking at him.
‘You’re next,’ Seto thought to him as he pulled back until the head was between his lips and sucked hard. He griped the hips tightly when they bucked and held on as he picked up the pace. He repeated the deep throat and sucking action several more times before Bakura arched his body and climaxed with a hot rush. Pulling back he swallowed every drop of the creamy ese the then licked up the rest. Looking up he noticed the satisfied and glazed look on his lover’s face.
“Quite a show, blue eyes. I got turned on just by watching you,” Ryou smirked as he kept his light from collapsing on the floor.
“You’re next but I think we show continue this in my room.” Standing up he easily lifted the slightly weary boy in his arms and headed for the stairs. He didn’t need to look behind him to know that the dark spirit was following before stopping at his room.
Seto’s bedroom was huge with a large four-poster bed, the furniture all made of dark oak with the bed sheets made of sinfully soft satin of sapphire blue with silver trimming. Along the headboard was the image of the Blue Eyes Ultimate Dragon carved into the wood and painted a vibrant silver-blue color. Going straight to the bed he laid Bakura in the middle of the bed as Ryou closed the door behind him.
Bakura sighed as he felt the sheets caress his bare body, blinking tired eyes as he smiled at Seto. “Seto…”
“Yes?” he asked, leaning over him as he played with his soft white hair.
“Make love to me again?”
“Anything you want.” Kissing him softly he stood while beckoning Ryou to him. “But we need to get ready.”
“ ‘We’?”
“That’s right,” Ryou said as he moved before Kaiba, reaching up to slide the jacket off his shoulders to fall to the floor in a heap. “ ‘We’ as in the three of us.” Now he was unbuttoning the silk shirt as he pulled it out from the slacks and tasted the skin as his hands moved to knead the muscles of his strong back.
Seto groaned as he felt his nipples get slightly abused but let the thief do as he wanted as one of his hands buried itself in the spiky hair. “I’ll be taking you while Ryou here takes me so no one will be left out. Oh god…” Moaning he thrusted his hips forward as Ryou rubbed at his groin. “More…”
The thief grinned evilly as he captured his lips in ep kep kiss, hands attacking his belt and pants as the brunette kissed him back just as eagerly. The two acted like two animals in lust as they growled and grinded against each other, trying too seek release that before they could get too far Seto stepped back, panted heavily before looking at Bakura and winked. Bakura blushed lightly but watched as he retrieved a bottle of lotion and joined him on the bed.
“Time for preparation,” he simply said and kissed him softly as he lathered his hand before reaching down and slowly inserted a finger.
Bakura moaned at the finger as he felt it move around. It stung some but his body didn’t tense, not even when a second finger was inserted but the third made him wince as he jerked his hips up. Seto took the hint as he quickly lathered his cock and moved into position. Feeling him slide inside made his back arched, crying out his name.
Rgrowgrowled at the sight, pumping his own cock roughly as he crawled over to the two young men and knelt behind Seto, growling possessively at them as he wrapped an arm around his waist tightly. “I want you now, Kaiba.” Without waiting for a reply he positioned his erection as the hidden entrance and plunged in.
For that moment Seto cursed, Bakura cried out, and Ryou groaned. Needless to say Seto hadn’t been prepared and he had never been taken before so as expected it hurt like hell but he swallowed the pain and was thankful when Ryou held still, letting them all adjust. Bakura looked at him worriedly, holding onto his arms tightly but after a moment the thief pulled out, bringing Seto’s hips with him then pushed back in. Now all three moaned in delight and before they knew it they were working up a nice, even pace. The crazed spirit of the ring would growl time to time in possessiveness, running his fingers like claws along Seto’s body to leave angry red scratches on the lean body. Kaiba bore them with a grunt as he moved over the boy beneath him but didn’t claw at the white beauty. But already several bruises the shape of his hands and fingers marred the otherwise snow-white flesh where he held onto him too tightly. Bakura endured all of it, crying out in both pleasure and pain as he caressed both his lovers before reaching down and began to pump his weeping erection. It felt so hard and hot he bite his life as he stroked himself harder, whimpering as he felt the pressure in the pit of his stomach build. Seto reached down and covered his hands with one of his own, gripping him tightly as the other gripped Ryou thigh hard enough to form yet more bruises while the thief humped the brunette as hard as he could, rubbing at his balls as his other hand held his hikari’s leg tightly to their sides he too, felt ready to explode!
Bakura came first in the joined hands, crying out both their names as his seed splashed against his stomach and Seto chest. Once the hot semen touched his sweaty skin the young CEO couldn’t hold it back. Thrust in he came with a shout, throwing his head back he held perfectly still as the young boy’s body milked every last drop from his limp cock. Ryou lasted a bit longer but when he came he bite down on Kaiba’s shoulder, hard enough to draw blood as he released into his ass. Giving several shallow jerks of his hips he slumped over them. Panting heavily. With a tired sigh he pulled back and out, hissing before helping Kaiba pull out and pushed him to lay in the middle of the bed. Sighing once more he fell down beside him, shifting the bed as he looked at them.
“Best fuck I’ve had in a long time,” he yawned.
Seto winced as he shifted his hips, feeling the rapidly cooling semen and sure enough, blood, on his person. “I can tell. Damnit I think you tore something,” he said, letting Bakura curled against his side then pulled Ryou closer by wrapping his arm around his waist.
“So? It’ll heal,” the thief grumbled but didn’t resisted the cuddling.
Bakura tried to say something but he yawned largely himself and curled against the warm body, blinking sleepily he tried to wrap his arms around the two of them. “No fighting please, I’m too tired to play referee…” he said softly as he struggled to pull the blanket over them.
Seto chuckled as he brushed his lips against his brow. “Get some sleep, both of you. I don’t think I’ll be going into work tomorrow,” he said softly as he felt his weary body trying to pull him into the realm of dreams.
“You think we’d let you leave anyway?” was all Ryou said before closing his eyes and was fast asleep. Bakura smiled and hiding his face in his new lover’s chest and was soon sleeping peacefully. The young CEO looked down at them, realizing that he now had not one but two lovers who cared about him. Both personifications of a heavenly angel and a hellish demon. A living, breathing Change of Heart. And so he fell asleep like that with a small smile on his lips.
Several hours later the bedroom door crept open and Mokuba peeked in. He smiled at the scene of the three bodies, curled up against one another on the massive bed before quietly and slowly closing the door.
“So? Did it work?” his lover asked.
“Yep. I actually thought Ryou was gonna kill him, though,” he said quietly as they walked to his room.
“Are you kidding me? The guy hasn’t had sex for a millennia and your brother is hot so why kill the first available guy?”
“So you think my brother is hot, ne?”
“Yeah but…” he smiled and wrapped his arms around the younger Kaiba’s waist, one hand going down to rub at his crotch through the jeans, “why settle for less when I have the best?”
The raven haired boy smiled and arched into him some, leaning his head back as he reached up and ran his hands through his lover’s hair. “Nice save. C’mon, Seto won’t be up for hours and we can have some fun.”
Author’s Note: Okay everyone, goods/bad news. What do you want to hear first?
Seto: Bad. Get it over with it already.
Fine. 1) My semester of college is almost done but I’m failing math, I have 3-4 paintings due for art, I have to do 2 papers due at he end of the semester, and a class presentation of a court case in Government 1 after Thanksgiving. 2) I have a job but I work evening shifts and next week I have later afternoon to closing (which is midnight). 3) Major creative blockage for both writing and drawing.
Bakura: I thought you were giving bad news first.
Good and bad news. *shrugs*
Yami: So what does it mean for us?
Don’t expect tes tes very often. Oh shit… I think I’m going through a damn depression… *grips ehad tightly*
YGO Cast: … *unsure what to say*
Look just… please, just give me time and be patient. I want to thank everyone for reviewing. I really appreciate this so if I don’t update for a while it just means I ahev a lot on my plate right now yet I continue to pile more and more and more… *rubs nose* If you want to know what’s going on in my life then go ahead and reach my journal if you want. I update when I have the chance. Laterz readers…
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