Hey people this is another fic and this one actually has a bit of depth not
like most of our other fics. Just so that you know, the perspectives change
from Bakura to Marik so whenever someone is thinking it goes Bakura first
chapter Marik next and so on. We think Marik and Bakura are the cutest
couple so if you don't like them you're a disgrace to fan fiction. Oh and
if anybody sends us a review saying Marik and Tea are a good couple we will
seriously send a virus to you. We're watching, always watching...
We don't own YuGiOh because if we did Tea would magically disappear never
to be seen again. Cough. Millennium Rod. Cough, cough.
Bakura woke up and looked around the room. All the familiar things were
there, his cubicle, Yugi's cubicle, Tristan's cubicle and Joey's cubicle.
He hadn't had a say in his dorm-mates. Ryou and Yugi had organized it all
and he had been stuck with these losers instead of Marik, Seto and Duke.
Well maybe not Duke but yeah. His hikari was becoming rather demanding than
usual.
A short trip to the shadow realm should clear that up but otherwise...
Luckily he was going to a boarding school where they served good American
food, not Ryou's gay English Tea. He decided to go for a walk considering
that it was 1 am in the morning and that the others wouldn't be up till
6:30 because you're not allowed to wander the corridors after 8 pm. As
Bakura walked down the corridor, he decided to go to Marik's dormitory and
see what he was up to. When Bakura got to the bottom of the stairs, he
bumped into someone.
"Marik what are you doing here?" said Bakura, "I thought I told you that I
was going to your dorm tonight. You came to mine every night last week."
"But it's so fun grossing out Yugi!" Marik complained.
"We need to find a new place to hang out," said Bakura.
"What about the janitor's closet?" asked Marik.
"How about no," Bakura replied shaking his head. Marik decided not to say
anything. Bakura was deep in thought. Yes, he was thinking, a very rare
occurrence for him. Usually he just acted before thinking. This got him
into a bit of trouble but he couldn't help being so hot or having the
hottest boyfriend in the school other than himself.
Think. Think. We can't go to the shadow realm because that's just our
minds. We need to be able to have our bodies with us; otherwise it's no
fun. What if...
"I've got it," Bakura exclaimed, "We can go in the games room."
"But that gets locked after 8pm," Marik groaned, "We'd have to climb in
through a window or something."
"Not necessarily," smiled Bakura, holding up some keys.
"Where'd you get them," exclaimed Marik, mildly impressed at his
boyfriend's efforts.
"Poisoned the teachers at dinner and stole the keys to the games room,"
said Bakura signaling Marik to follow him.
"Why the games room?" asked Marik.
"Just shut-up," said Bakura, unlocking the door, "Now where shall we go?"
"How about the pool table?" asked Marik, "It's pretty spacious."
"Good idea," said Bakura heading for the pool table, "And it's in the
middle of the room." He scattered the pool balls in all directions, hitting
Marik in the head. Marik was knocked unconscious.
Just how I like it.
Please read and review cause unless you write back, we don't know what to
write about. Hope to hear from you soon.
Flames: Remember we enjoy making fun of flames so you either better have
EXTREMLY good Grammar and spelling or not flame us at all (that one we
would like better!)
like most of our other fics. Just so that you know, the perspectives change
from Bakura to Marik so whenever someone is thinking it goes Bakura first
chapter Marik next and so on. We think Marik and Bakura are the cutest
couple so if you don't like them you're a disgrace to fan fiction. Oh and
if anybody sends us a review saying Marik and Tea are a good couple we will
seriously send a virus to you. We're watching, always watching...
We don't own YuGiOh because if we did Tea would magically disappear never
to be seen again. Cough. Millennium Rod. Cough, cough.
Bakura woke up and looked around the room. All the familiar things were
there, his cubicle, Yugi's cubicle, Tristan's cubicle and Joey's cubicle.
He hadn't had a say in his dorm-mates. Ryou and Yugi had organized it all
and he had been stuck with these losers instead of Marik, Seto and Duke.
Well maybe not Duke but yeah. His hikari was becoming rather demanding than
usual.
A short trip to the shadow realm should clear that up but otherwise...
Luckily he was going to a boarding school where they served good American
food, not Ryou's gay English Tea. He decided to go for a walk considering
that it was 1 am in the morning and that the others wouldn't be up till
6:30 because you're not allowed to wander the corridors after 8 pm. As
Bakura walked down the corridor, he decided to go to Marik's dormitory and
see what he was up to. When Bakura got to the bottom of the stairs, he
bumped into someone.
"Marik what are you doing here?" said Bakura, "I thought I told you that I
was going to your dorm tonight. You came to mine every night last week."
"But it's so fun grossing out Yugi!" Marik complained.
"We need to find a new place to hang out," said Bakura.
"What about the janitor's closet?" asked Marik.
"How about no," Bakura replied shaking his head. Marik decided not to say
anything. Bakura was deep in thought. Yes, he was thinking, a very rare
occurrence for him. Usually he just acted before thinking. This got him
into a bit of trouble but he couldn't help being so hot or having the
hottest boyfriend in the school other than himself.
Think. Think. We can't go to the shadow realm because that's just our
minds. We need to be able to have our bodies with us; otherwise it's no
fun. What if...
"I've got it," Bakura exclaimed, "We can go in the games room."
"But that gets locked after 8pm," Marik groaned, "We'd have to climb in
through a window or something."
"Not necessarily," smiled Bakura, holding up some keys.
"Where'd you get them," exclaimed Marik, mildly impressed at his
boyfriend's efforts.
"Poisoned the teachers at dinner and stole the keys to the games room,"
said Bakura signaling Marik to follow him.
"Why the games room?" asked Marik.
"Just shut-up," said Bakura, unlocking the door, "Now where shall we go?"
"How about the pool table?" asked Marik, "It's pretty spacious."
"Good idea," said Bakura heading for the pool table, "And it's in the
middle of the room." He scattered the pool balls in all directions, hitting
Marik in the head. Marik was knocked unconscious.
Just how I like it.
Please read and review cause unless you write back, we don't know what to
write about. Hope to hear from you soon.
Flames: Remember we enjoy making fun of flames so you either better have
EXTREMLY good Grammar and spelling or not flame us at all (that one we
would like better!)