Okay! Now I have to warn you, this is first time I'm trieng to write something this long in English and I don't write even finish that well, so sorry for my writing. But I'm actually really satisfied with this so please give a chance!


"…Early one day they came for me.

They took me away..

I yelled for you! I cried for you!

But you just watched. Mocked me with that look in your eyes.

It was all your fault…

I didn't do anything wrong. I just loved you.

I didn't do anything wrong!

But did they believe me?… No.

Question after question after question!

I couldn't take it!

I confessed.

Confessed that it was me, but it wasn't.

It was you.

And you were there, all the time.

You saw me!

All the time, and didn't do anything!

I'll guess it went just as you planned…

But now I'm here.

Paying for what you did.

And now I'm here.

And I hate you.

But I'm waiting for.

'Cause I love you…"

Marik sighed nervously.

He was scared and he was struggling not to show it. This place made him nervous. They were at the hallway, he and a guard. Marik didn't like the hallway. It was big, long and empty. Empty, but still he felt like there would have been eyes every where watching him. He felt so naked, if just could have chanced his clothes before coming here but no. …They said he could chance them here.

Marik stared at the door in front of him.

It was a white door. It had a small hatch that you could only open from the out side. The door was locked. Marik hated the door.

Even more he hated the man next to him who was holding the keys. He was just normal guard sometimes saying something unimportant, Marik didn't listen, he just knew he hated him.

And most of all he hated this place…

There were at the same time oppressive silence but still there you could hear thousands of people talking and walking.

It was all so strange to him. It made him scared and he hated it.

Marik hated the prison.

The guard next to him opened the door.

Marik looked nervously around 'cause he though he might have heard something. But it was just his imagination hallway was empty.

"What are you waiting for? An invitation? Come in!" his guard impatiently.

Marik entered the room.

It was (he guessed) normal sized room but something about it made it seem unbelievable small.

It was mostly grey colored. There was only one window between two beds. There was a man lying on the another bed.

When Marik firstly just quickly looked the man he got a bit shocked. 'Cause first he though he was looking to a mirror. But when he looked again more properly he noticed they weren't so similar.

First he had just noticed the man's blond hair and dark skin which immediately made him think himself 'cause there weren't too many people with them. Also Marik saw that the other man had similar tattoos under the eyes that he did, it made him confused. But then he noticed not only the obvious ones like the shape of the hair or that he didn't wear jewelry but also just the impression the man gave him.

He looked first to Marik then to the guard and raised an eyebrow suspiciously.

"Don't give me that face Mariku! We told you that you'll have a roommate at some point" the guard said. Marik wasn't sure but for a moment he though he heard the guards voice being nervous.

He looked quickly to the man next to him and then to man called Mariku. He was just lying there on the bed lazily looking them annoyed. But still Marik knew for a sure this wasn't the man he wanted to mess with.

Mariku looked at the guard again: "…Seriously? Him?" then he pointed to Marik who felt somehow offended.

"I mean first you put me to a private sell, 'cause you said that I 'cause too much trouble…" after the man on the bed said that he laughed a little: "And then you threw some brat, that looks like a fucking man whore, to my room!" he snapped.

The guard looked at him with a look that tried to be judging and scary but turned out to be annoyed and nervous.

"Here are your stuff" he turned to Marik and gave him clothes and some other stuff.

"And you know the rules so…" he said really quickly. And just before he left he looked one more time disgusted to Mariku and whispered to Marik: "Good luck kid". And the next thing Marik heard was how the door got locked behind him.

Marik gulped.

He went slowly to sit on the other bed and stared the spiked haired man cautiously.

"…Have you really been sent to the privet sell?" Marik finally asked carefully. He's not sure is he allowed to speak or not.

Mariku looked at him surprised, obviously he wasn't expecting that his new roommate would dare to say something to him.

"It's not your business" he said.

"Um. Okay…" Marik said looking away trying not to seem too nervous.

"First time, huh?" older man said and looked at him amused. Marik raised his look to him. "Trust me brat, if you keep acting like that you'll get killed" Mariku said and grinned.

"By you?" Marik got a bit scared.

The older man laughed maliciously a bit: "No.. Not necessarily, it's just an option"

Marik felt cold shivers on his back (it has happened a lot lately) when another's word made him once again realize that in how bad trouble he is.

There was a silence in the room.

Mariku looked at him oddly: "Brat?"

"Huh?"

"If I were you I would really chance those clothes soon. You look too fuckable in those" he said. And chuckled when Marik's eyes winded.

"What brat?… Brat don't tell me you haven't hear all the scary rumors of the prison life" Mariku chuckled: "Brat by th…"

"Hey! Stop calling my brat! Your not much older by your self!" Marik shouted when long hold anger rushed through him.

"What did you say!" he could hear the another man yell and the next thing he knew that he was slammed against the wall with hand on his neck strangling him.

Marik panicked. He tried to kick Mariku but couldn't when he sat on his legs. Marik tried to hit him but it was no use, he just pressed his hand harder.

"Brat…" Mariku whispered with a rough voice. "Understand one thing you'll never speak to me like that again!" he yelled.

"Y… yes" the younger man whispered as it was getting almost impossible to breathe.

"What was that brat? I didn't hear you" another man hissed through his teeth.

Marik gasped desperately: "Yes! Y-yes I understood!".

The older man just looked him for a moment. Then for Marik's relief he loosened his grip and even moved his other hand away.

"…Now say your sorry" Mariku said with calmer deadly but again somehow amused voice.

"What?" Marik yelled annoyed.

Quickly he felt how grip on his throat tightened and whined quietly when his wrist was twisted.

"Okay! I'm sorry!" he cried out. Then another man let go of him and slowly moved of the bed back to his own. Mariku looked as Marik was coughing and gently rubbing his wrist. He was holding his head down so that his hair covered his face and Mariku couldn't see it.

"Are you crying?" Mariku asked. "No" another quickly replied with a still bit husky voice.

The older man nodded approvingly and spoke again now a bit more sarcastic: "Good… 'Cause if you would cry over something like that you wouldn't survive here long…" he smirked and add: "…But I don't think it would matter 'cause anyway guys like you wont survive too long".

Then he lied down and he picked some papers from his desk and started looking them like nothing happened.

Marik didn't care. He also lied down and just stared in front of him to the roof. His throat felt still a bit sore but it didn't bother him. He has felt lot worse things before.

But how much more could he take? How much more could anyone take?

"Fuck you Bakura…" he whispered quietly to himself.

It had been anyway one of the worst days ever in Marik's life at that point. Even that should have gave him a sign. Good things just didn't happen at bad days…

…Marik was walking on his way home. He felt horrible.

After he had a day from hell at work, only 'cause of some lousy costumers… It wasn't really his fault, the stupid fight was all the costumers fault… And after that the local idiot gang of teenagers had decided to amuse themselves by yelling stuff like: "Fucking gay, fag…" and other things like that after him. Mostly stuff like that didn't bother him. 'Cause he had to admit that maybe wearing: a low wasted jean with chain, a lilac shirt with chains and jewelry didn't make him look too straight.

But still somehow he got offended. Damn idiots… They were lucky that he had grown up a bit from the time he was at their age or he would have revenged them….

He could still do it but it wouldn't be as fun as it was back then.

So he was walking home when suddenly heard familiar voice behind him:

"Marik Ishtar?".

Marik quickly turned around to see someone that he had waited to see for so long time. He looked at the man in front of him. He was almost exactly as he remembered him. A long white wild hair and brown eyes. The man was wearing a black t-shirt and a dark blue jeans. The white haired man grinned happily when Marik saw him.

"Bakura!" Marik yelled. He wasn't sure was he happy or angry to another. But he couldn't help it he ran to another's arms. He was happy.

"I knew it was you…" Bakura said and hug another man strongly: "…The only man I know that can wear such a girly clothes without looking like a jerk".

"Hey! How's the jerk? Where the hell where you all this time?" Marik said dramatically offended looking.

Another man smirked again: "Why did you miss me?…".

"You'll wish! You left me like a years ago! I had better things to do than just sat here and wait for you" chain wearing man said and stepped a bit away from another.

Bakura's face went suddenly serious: "So, what? Are you dating someone or?..".

"Why? Would that make you jealous?…" Marik playfully asked.

"No! I'm just saying if you are we should get rid of that guy…" his friend said looking away sounding threatening. Marik chuckled: "Bakura… Don't worry idiot. I am not dating anyone. Happy?"

"Very" Bakura said turning his face back to Marik.

"Ou why?…" blond man asked and leaned towards another man.

"'Cause it means you're an idiot" the another man said and grinned. Other looked offended to him: "Hey! It's not like that! Beside you can't just come here and start saying stuff like that after…!" he shouted but went quiet when Bakura placed his finger on Marik's lips, who now looked at Bakura confused.

"Shh, honey. Your always like that, getting mad over unimportant stuff" Bakura said to him.

"Said by mister getting-mad-over-anything-and-breaking-stuff-and-people…" he muttered.

"Shh! I'm just saying, don't get mad at me yet. Let me at least invite you to a café with me" brown eyed man asked looking Marik right into eyes.

Marik looked away: "I hate when you do that".

"What?" Bakura asked like he didn't know and smirked to himself, he did it again.

"Act all charming like that! You know I cant resist it…" Marik said. He leaned again towards Bakura but then stepped back again: "But you do know I'm still mad at you for the last time? This time I will not get involved to you like that!".

"Sure…" another man said. Even if he knew it was a lie, Marik knew that too. Bakura knew Marik couldn't resist him for too long.

"Shall we?" he asked and offered his hand to Marik who looked at it for a moment oddly but finally took it. They started walking.

"Bakura?" Marik asked.

"Huh?" another man looked at him.

"Why did you came here this time?" Marik asked suspiciously. Bakura sighed: "Is it so hard to believe that I honestly came to look for you?…" "Yes" purple eyed man said and pinched the man next to him little: "So stop lying, and tell why are you here" then he looked to another man and smirked.

"I… I came here for some business. But their boring, you don't have to know about them" Bakura said. Marik saw that he actually looked somehow awkward but decided to let it be. He hug Bakura's arm smiling to himself. Maybe this time everything would go better, he thought as they walked to street hand to hand sometimes arguing over something…

Marik sighed heavily.

"What now?" annoyed voice asked from the other bed. Marik startled a bit as he had almost forget that he wasn't alone at the room.

"…Nothing" he said tiredly. Tired to his own pitiful life.


Okey. Here it was! Please rewiev I need to know how was it like! I'm going to write more chapters 'cause it would be really weird just like that, but I'm not that fast writer so... So, hope u liked it!