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Characters: Bakura and Leo
Location: Bakura’s apartment
Rating: PG-13 for some cursing?
Time: December 28th, evening
Description: Leo goes to check if he needs to drag Bakura to the doctor again and meets his new cat.
It had been several days since Leo had last seen Bakura and given the lousy way their last encounter had ended the Half hadn’t particularly bothered to check up on the white-haired human again. However, as the days had passed on he had felt somewhat worried after not catching sight of him at all - so far Bakura had had a talent of getting himself injured while trying to help others, what if he had ended up tearing his darn wound open again?
Leo really didn’t like the thought of feeling worried about a human, but somehow it was easy to forget that he was one. All that white hair and hurt personality reminded him Haru, just that their personalities were about as much opposites as they could get. With Haru, Leo could be sure that the guy would somehow survive and take care of himself, no matter who and what came after the bastard.
With Bakura… That one was definitely a case of better safe than sorry. Leo had no clue how a guy like him was supposed to survive least help fighting in a war and yet he had apparently asked about the lion at pResonance which was another thing they’d need to talk about.
…all that and the idiot didn’t answer any calls that had been sent over his communicator. Taking a drag of his cigarette with an annoyed sigh, Leo knocked once more against the door.
Location: Bakura’s apartment
Rating: PG-13 for some cursing?
Time: December 28th, evening
Description: Leo goes to check if he needs to drag Bakura to the doctor again and meets his new cat.
It had been several days since Leo had last seen Bakura and given the lousy way their last encounter had ended the Half hadn’t particularly bothered to check up on the white-haired human again. However, as the days had passed on he had felt somewhat worried after not catching sight of him at all - so far Bakura had had a talent of getting himself injured while trying to help others, what if he had ended up tearing his darn wound open again?
Leo really didn’t like the thought of feeling worried about a human, but somehow it was easy to forget that he was one. All that white hair and hurt personality reminded him Haru, just that their personalities were about as much opposites as they could get. With Haru, Leo could be sure that the guy would somehow survive and take care of himself, no matter who and what came after the bastard.
With Bakura… That one was definitely a case of better safe than sorry. Leo had no clue how a guy like him was supposed to survive least help fighting in a war and yet he had apparently asked about the lion at pResonance which was another thing they’d need to talk about.
…all that and the idiot didn’t answer any calls that had been sent over his communicator. Taking a drag of his cigarette with an annoyed sigh, Leo knocked once more against the door.