Yugi was less surprised at seeing Bakura at the door than he was surprised to see the ponderous gut the boy was now sporting. The white-haired boy's blue and white striped shirt was stretched to its absolute limit by a pale doughy belly that jutted out nearly a foot from his once-trim abdomen. The hem of Bakura's shirt barely covered his bellybutton, and had he not been wearing his light blue jacket, Yugi would have seen the stressed seems of the shirt which threatened to rip apart at a moment's notice.
Yugi's eyes darted from Bakura's belly back up the his handsome face. "Bakura! Come in! What's going on?"
Bakura stepped inside Yugi's home. His gut wobbled as he walked and now his shirt rode up an extra inch, completely exposing his bellybutton. Yet he didn't seemed bothered or even seemed to noticed anything was off at all.
"Hello Yugi," he said with a slight bow that brought attention to the puffy mounds of fat growing on his chest as well. "Is your Grandfather home? I believe he received a package for me."
"Oh! Uh, well, he's going to be gone for a few weeks. And he didn't mention any sort of packages for you..." Yugi muttered.
"Could you please take a look? It's quite an important item I need," Bakura asked.
"Okay. Wait here. I'll look around." Yugi dashed off and it was Bakura's time to notice the blossoming belly on the short boy.
Bakura's eyes narrowed and an evil smirk crept up on his face. "You're already doing my work for me, Yugi..." he said to himself in a voice several octaves lower than his own. "Still..." From his jeans pocket, he pulled out a single Dual Monsters card: The Swell Of Mass. "It took some time and a toll on my waistline, but I finally perfected the curse. Once it takes hold, it will only be a matter of time before you're too heavy and swollen and fat to keep me from plucking your Millennium Puzzle from around your neck...Now, where..."
Bakura glancesld around the living room and saw Yugi's deck on the coffee table. "Perfect!" grunted Bakura. He shuffled over to it, swearing as he felt his jeans groan and strain as he moved. "I'm getting a bigger outfit or a gym membership as soon as I'm done..." The Swell Of Mass was quickly stuck into the middle of Yugi's deck. Bakura smirked again as he placed the cards back onto the table.
He waited for Yugi to come back. The white-haired boy noticed the pile of snacks on the coffee table. His pale belly rumbled and started reaching for a Twinkie. "No!" he commanded himself, pulling back his arm. "I've already done enough damage to myself. It will take me months before I'm thin enough to see my toes again!"
Yugi wandered back into the living room and saw Baruka staring intently at the pile of goodies on the coffee table. "Uh, Baruka, are you okay?"
He snapped out of it and turned to Yugi with a pleasant smile on his face. "Oh, yes. I'm just...a little peckish," he said. His voice was no longer dark and gravely. "Did you have any luck?" Bakura asked, knowing what the answer was already.
"Sorry, I didn't find anything," Yugi apologized. "If it's that big of a deal, I can try calling him a-"
"No! No big deal!" Bakura interjected as he shuffled back towards the door. "Thanks for looking and I'll see y-" He was cut off by a loud grumble that erupted from his vast gut. Bakura's pale cheeks turned bright red and Yugi had to stifle a chuckle.
"Peckish, huh?" joked Yugi.
Baruka unconsciously tugged his shirt down over his gut. "I'll guess I'll better get going then!"
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