Summary: Marik knows that yami hair defies gravity. But what's with those bat-wings or bunny-ears or whateveryoucallthems on Bakura's head? They're just so random! And Bakura is so sensitive about them! After watching an episode of Hetalia, Marik thinks he might know why... And then he decides that he wants to test the theory out. (Is better if you have watched Episode 25 of Hetalia World Series.) Abridged personalities.

Rating: T... FOR NOW!

Characters: Marik I. and Yami Bakura

Genre: Humor/Romance

I have too many of these things... I need to start getting back in to Hetalia...
The idea behind this is probably crazy and unreasonable, but I'm sure that the story is epic enough that no one really cares... ^3^

This is another random idea. And this is one of my first thiefshipping-centerd fics. I hope that reading it is just as exciting for you as writing it was for me!
And believe me... it was VERRRRRYYY exciting. VEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRY Y exciting...
Tee hee hee!

I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!, YGOTAS, Hetalia World Series, Google, Bakura's hair, or Marik's [EFF!] sound EFFect.

R&R

ENJOY~!

"Bakura~!"

Bakura looked up from his book at his extremely girly Egyptian roommate. "Marik, what do you want?"

Marik skipped over and plopped down on the couch next to him. "This is probably a very random question to ask..."

"I hope that 'random' doesn't mean 'ridiculous'."

"No it doesn't. Um... Have you ever poked someone's eye out with those bunny ears on your head?"

Bakura gave Marik a look that asked "are you serious?"

Marik returned the look with a serious face that said "yes".

Bakura answered the question by shoving his hand in Marik's face.

"AAHH!" he cried as Bakura shoved his head into the back of the couch. "What the frig was that for?!" he shouted.

Bakura moved his hand away and went back to reading. "I thought you said that this wasn't a ridiculous question."

"It wasn't! I'm being serious! What are those bunny ears for anyway?"

Bakura shook his head at Marik's idiocy. "They're not bunny ears, Marik. And no I haven't. How is that even possible? They're not sturdy enough to stab anyone."

Marik looked confused. "Well then how does it stay up like that?"

"Yami hair defies gravity."

"Wha?"

"You remember Melvin's hair?"

Marik thought about it. "Uh. No. Oh wait yeah I do." Bakura had shown him a picture he had taken of Melvin while he was drunk and had been blackmailing him with it, much to Marik's delight. In fact, Bakura liked blackmailing both of them with embarrassing photos.

"So it does... But still... Why do you have those bunny ears anyway? They're just... There! And so random." Marik reached out a hand to touch one of them.

When he did, Bakura snapped at the hand and tried to bite him. He quickly drew back. "First of all," Bakura said to him, "they're not bloody bunny ears. They're bat wings. Second, don't ever touch them or try to touch you again or else I will probably murder you."

"Probably?"

Bakura stood up abruptly and walked out of the room. "Don't touch. Please."

Marik watched him walk away, caught on the last word he had said: "Please".

Did Bakura just ask politely? Marik had sensed a bit of desperation in the word. But why?

There was only one reason he could think of at the moment.

"Sorry to annoy you so much..." he muttered. Obviously Bakura was just tired and irritated. Typical.

Marik also got up and headed for his room.

To watch anime on the computer.

"Aw... Chibi Romano..."

Marik was watching Hetalia. It was interesting to him. His favorite characters were Egypt, Japan, America, and England. America reminded him of himself, he liked Egypt because he was Egyptian, and he liked England because...for a reason. Japan was just because he and Bakura lived in Japan. He secretly liked to pair up Egypt and England.

Right now, he was watching episode 25 of World Series, with Chibimano and Spain. Romano had barged into Spain's room to thank him for rescuing him in the previous episode.

Now Spain was ruffling Chimano's hair lovingly. Romano kept saying \"Don't touch me..."\

Suddenly, Spain's hand moved to Romano's curl.

Romano shot up and rocketed into Spain's stomach. \"DON'T TOUCH THAT!"\

"Huh?" Marik didn't understand Romano's reaction and paused the episode to wonder about it. Why did he freak out like that? he thought to himself. It's just hair. Right? It reminded him of how Bakura had reacted a few minutes ago.

Marik knew that this was also a manga, so maybe there was something he didn't know that wasn't explained in the show.

"There's only one way to find out," Marik said softly. He stood up and pointed dramatically at the computer, then shouted just as dramatically, "To Google we must go!"

"Great search engine in the sky, hear my cry! Transform my question from unknown to answered and search the web for the answer! Unlock the websites from around the world so that I may know about the Italy's curls! Search my question as I call your name: Google dot com!"

In his room, Bakura listened to Marik make another version of Mega Ultra Chicken's summoning chant. He perked up at the words "the Italy's curls" and stared in surprise at the door, behind which was Marik's door across the hall. He knew about Hetalia. And he knew that the...

For some reason, his face reddened slighty.

Marik had found a page that would answer his question. It was a character profile.

"Ah Kay..." he murmured. "Blah blah blah brown hair... Blah blah blah... long Curl... Okay..." he kept reading, leaning close to the screen as he did. When he found his answer, he drew back and shouted it out. "Erogenous zone?! What the [EFF!]?!"

"Hey Bakura!" Marik shouted. "Come check this crazy-ass thing I just found out!"

A few seconds later, Bakura slammed Marik's bedroom door open and stormed inside. "What the bugger do you want?" he asked irritatedly.

Marik pointed at the screen. "Look at this! I found out something weird about the Italy's curls."

Bakura warily walked over to where Marik sat, put an arm around his chair, and gazed at the computer screen. But he already knew what Marik was showing him, and didn't really want to hear it. "Yes?"

"Apparently, the curls are their erogenous zones! How weird is that?"

Bakura sighed and hoped that the answer to his next question was 'No'. "Marik, do you even know what that means?"

Marik looked slightly insulted. "Of course I do! Just because I lived in a tomb for most of my life doesn't mean I don't know stuff! I have a freaking computer! I know stuff!" He shook his head and cheered up again. "Anyway, what do you think of that?! It's totally crazy to feel like that through your hair! I mean, it would almost be like you're bunny ears being the same way! Right, 'Kura?" Marik subconsciously had been slowly reaching his hand to touch one of them. At the last moment, Bakura noticed and bit his hand hard. Then he ran out of the room.

"OH MY FRIGGING RA," Marik screamed, holding his now bleeding hand in pain. "SOMEONE HELP ME MY KITTY CAT JUST EFFING BIT ME AND NOW I HAVE BRITISH RABBIES!"

Bakura ran back and peeked his head inside the room for a few seconds to quickly comment, "Not a kitty!"

Before he left again, Marik noticed a blush on his face.

Why was Bakura randomly acting so sensitive about his hair?

Marik looked back and forth between the computer screen and Bakura's closed door across the hall.

Then he focused back on the screen again. Especially the thing about the hair...

"OH MY FRIGGING GOSH Ba-mmmhppphh..." he covered his mouth before he blurted out something he didn't want Bakura to hear.

He suspected that Bakura's bat wings were for him what Italy and Romano's curls were for them.

HEHEHEHEHE...

I know that all of you thiefshipping fans are just DYING to know what Marik does about this theory he has!

Do you want to know what happens next...?
Fangirl- TELL ME!
Me- Oh you'll find out. I'm about to summon it!

LOL!

Next chapter takes place the morning after. I will update chapters more rapidly than I usually do, because I already have pretty much the whole thing typed out on my iPod and I just have to edit it and put it into chapters.

See you next chapter!

BYEEEEEE~!