A joint effort fanfiction! Most the credit for this goes towards Ebbiescrooge and Fangirlattack. I only played a small part its creation! So, We all hope you enjoy reading this as much as we enjoy writing it. WARNING It is yaoi. Of the thiefshipping kind!

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It was another lazy afternoon after an eventful morning which involved Bakura "accidentally" walking in on his partner in crime. However Marik had quickly gotten over this and was sprawled across the soft sofa as Bakura ate up the last bits of rare steak greedily then rested his face in his skinny arms.

"We should go to the beach Fluffy!" Marik said excitedly as the idea struck him and he sat up. "I can work on my tan!" Bakura looked up with a mildly confused expression set on his pale face even though inside he felt mostly hopeful. "It gets better?" Ignoring the question Marik went on "All this friggin' staying indoors is making my skin suffer!"

"Good luck with that then" Bakura replied uncaring as he put his head back down in his arms. "You're coming too!" Marik whined as he stood up and tugged on Bakura's arms "Fluffffffffy~ come to the beach with mee!" Bakura stuttered in surprise "Wha- W-Why Do You Want Me to come?"

Marik paused for a minute to think "It'll more fun! And you look half dead as it is!" He argued. Bakura turned away with his arms crossed doing all he could to stop himself showing the hurt he felt from Marik's last comment. "W-Well What If I Don't Want To?"

Marik shrugged "You never want to do anything" he said with a pout, "You're so boring!" Bakura scowled "Fine. I'll go to the Bloody Beach with you." He spat. 'It's not like I have anything better to do', he finished in his head so not to confess it out loud to Marik.

The young Egyptian's face light up, "Really? Oh Fluffy~!" Overwhelmed with joy he gave his partner in crime a brief hug before skipping off to get ready. The contact made Bakura flush bright pink but he shock his head quickly and started to climb the stairs after Marik, muttering, "Oh This Should Be Fun..." Once at the top of the stairs he made his way to Marik's room and lent against the doorway.

Marik was stuffing a load of things into a bag resting on his bed whilst searching for the sun tan lotion which he treasured so dearly. Bakura eyed the bag carefully and looks at Marik questioningly, "Do we really need all that?"

"Hmmm" Marik looked at the bag, "Maybe not, but we need some of it! Like money and towels and lotion and…" He tailed off. "And what?" Bakura asked while desperately trying not to think of all the possible uses for lotion. "Oh..ummm…" Marik had begun to imagine Bakura in swimwear, "ummm…And a beachball and Ohhhhh Ohhhhh we should buy some buckets and spades!"

Bakura rolled his eyes and re-crossed his arms "Marik, What exactly are you dragging me into?" A grin spread across Marik's face "something fun!" he answered as he looked under his bed, still searching. Bakura frowns and walked over to the bed, lying on it. Hands behind head and eyes closed. "Wake me When You're Ready Then."

"You're going to friggin' sleep?" Marik complained, "Help me find my sun tan lotion! And my beachball!" Bakura opened his eyes and sat. "Marik…" He said as he picked up a bottle of sun tan lotion of the dresser, "What do you suppose this is?" "You not helping me! That's what it is!" Marik snapped as he came out from under the bed. "Oh" He said as he spotted the bottle in Bakura's hand, "Thanks Fluffy!"

Bakura rolled his eyes again as he held out the bottle to Marik, "You're not seriously bring a beachball, are you?" "Well, how else am I supposed to get you to play catch?"

"Marik, I am not playing catch. Ever!" Bakura replied firmly. "That's what the ball is for then! Why don't you want to play Fluffy?" Marik pouted. "Because I'm Not a Bloody Child!" Bakura answered, coldly.

"I Thought You Were Going To Get a Tan Anyway?" "I already have one! I just need to get it as good as it was!" Marik explained than turned to spot his ball under the dresser "Aha!" "Looks As Sexy As Ever To Me…" Bakura Blushed as he realised what he had just said "Err W..What Should I do then? To get ready." Marik blinked and lifted his shirt to look at his midriff "No fluffy" He said with a small sigh, "it's fading…" Bakura couldn't stop himself starring at Marik well-tone midriff as it caught his eye.

Marik dropped his shirt "but thanks Fluffy!" Marik grinned up at Bakura then began looking for his favourite swimming trucks. Bakura snapped out of his trance, blushing slightly. He looked off to the side to try and cover his pink cheeks. "W..whatever."

Marik smiled as he found some trunks "Fluffy can you go get some towels?" "Huh?...Oh, sure" Bakura mumbled as he walked down Hall to find the towels.

Suddenly Marik had a change of heart threw the swimming turns back into the draw. As he did, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. "Hmmmm" He shook his head in disapproval just as Bakura walked back into the room with a few Beach towels which he laid on the bed. The spirit then looked up and noticed his partner in crime looking at himself. "What's wrong?" Marik span around quickly, a little surprised "N..nothing!" He stuttered as he closed the draw and smiled.

Bakura raised an eyebrow "Really?" he asked, "it's not often anyone looks disappointed when they look at you…" Marik felt himself blush a little as he turned back to the dresser and shrugged. "Well going to the beach will make me feel sexier again!" "If you say so" Said Bakura as he sat on Marik's bed again, "how long does it take you to get ready anyway?" Marik shrugged again "Well I'm ready now, anyway!" Marik smiled, "Let's go!" He sung as he picked up the towels and added them into the beachbag.

Bakura stood up and stretched "You lead the way then…" Marik grinned and walked past Bakura taking hold of his arm "This wayyy…" Bakura blushed slightly but followed behind, head down and hands in his pockets.

And the two of the set of for an "interesting" day at the beach.