@pharahos continued from [x]
The absence of the tri-colored spikes was very easy to notice and, with the history of the midget in regards to his safety when he disappears, made the spirit ever so slightly worried. The very last thing he wanted was for the boy to die before he his plan could be set into motion. Losing the Puzzle was not something he would tolerate.
Bakura will never admit that finding the Pharaoh atop the school brooding of all things soothed his nerves. Part of him really wished to try to take him by surprise rather than be a polite spirit and announce himself. He would cherish the kingâs face should he managed to take the other unaware.
Alas, he vaguely remembers telling both his dear host and the kingâs he was working on becoming a better man. A laughable statement but he should at least try to pretend.
âIâm hurt, your majesty! Iâve been doing my best to turn over a new leaf!â He mockingly placed a hand over his hostâs heart. âIâve even help you and yours out repeatedly!⊠But Iâm not here to brag.â
In the blink of an eye the overdramatic, sickeningly sweet sounding dark spirit turned serious. Bakura leaned against the nearby wall as he looked the spirit of the Puzzle up and down.
âSo whatâs on your mind now, hm? Whatâs so troubling that you isolate yourself from your dear friends to dwell upon it alone? Iâm genuinely curious.â