Going to translate this bit of a fanfiction:
Bakura was standing in the middle of nowhere with his arms crossed and a bored look on his face. A little way in front of him stood a large tree with a teenage boy trying to climb it. The boy in the tree just so happened to be Marik Ishtar, who was expecting Bakura almost thirty minutes ago and had given up waiting and was now about to give up climbing the tree.
“I’m here Marik. What the bloody hell are you doing?” asked Bakura, making Marik jump and fall from the bottom of the tree. Somehow.
“Jeeze Bakura, don’t sneak up on me like that. Any why are you half an hour late?”
“…I was otherwise engaged.” he lied. He had been awake until three in the morning watching the Card Game Channel and cursing anyone who used a card that the Pharoah had in his deck, which then meant that he slept late and missed 9am which is when he was supposed to have met Marik. Bakura wasn’t fond of mornings like Marik was anyway. He thought this might have been because Marik had grown up underground and never really knew when it was morning or when it was night and just slept when he got tired, no matter what time it was.
“Who were you sleeping with, Bakura?” Marik demanded, trying not to let any hints of jealousy spill into his words.
“No one, Marik. Why do you always assume that? It’s as if you’re making sure I’m not because you want me for yourself or something.”
“NO. Noooooo! It’s… never mind what you were doing! Where is the video camera?” Marik walked towards Bakura and held out his hand. Bakura kept his arms folded. He’d forgotten the camera.
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Was at a crossroads where Bakura is a bored look on his face in his arms. The load in front of him trying to climb into the stands for most teenage boys are a big tree.Marikuishutaru I expected to give the boy before, you can generate a tree, I climb a tree now, Bakura gave up waiting about 30 minutes.
"I bloody Malik is here?" And from the bottom of the tree falling Marikujanpu, Bakura asked. Somehow.
"Jeeze Bakura is what stalkers. To make sure that is not what it appears is not one of the reasons of late?"
"... I was otherwise engaged." He lied. He has been a Pharaoh, he has missed means going to bed is at 9:00 a, deck, he said Malik games and if you meet them, the three cards Irutsu going to watch a channel card meant he was late that it was not cursed. Bakura Malik's was kind of like the morning, he says. Malik is in the morning, so I have the fact that I was sleeping in the subway or he else just grow tired to know when someone might have thought, and itnight, he is something.
"You are sleeping with Bakura?" Malik is to avoid any hint of jealousy of his current language you are looking for, please try it added.
"If someone Malik Why do I always expect it? It, I do not like to see itself not its existence."
"No, Noooooo ... I have had for you was doing! What is the video from? It" Bakura Malik has been holding hands walking towards a friend. Bakura had his arms folded. He had forgotten the camera. .
"I bloody Malik is here?" And from the bottom of the tree falling Marikujanpu, Bakura asked. Somehow.
"Jeeze Bakura is what stalkers. To make sure that is not what it appears is not one of the reasons of late?"
"... I was otherwise engaged." He lied. He has been a Pharaoh, he has missed means going to bed is at 9:00 a, deck, he said Malik games and if you meet them, the three cards Irutsu going to watch a channel card meant he was late that it was not cursed. Bakura Malik's was kind of like the morning, he says. Malik is in the morning, so I have the fact that I was sleeping in the subway or he else just grow tired to know when someone might have thought, and itnight, he is something.
"You are sleeping with Bakura?" Malik is to avoid any hint of jealousy of his current language you are looking for, please try it added.
"If someone Malik Why do I always expect it? It, I do not like to see itself not its existence."
"No, Noooooo ... I have had for you was doing! What is the video from? It" Bakura Malik has been holding hands walking towards a friend. Bakura had his arms folded. He had forgotten the camera. .
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