[[A/N: Based on real events. Part one is comedy. Part two is smutty. Requested by a certain fangirl. –smirk- Enjoy.
Yami Bakura x Marik Ishtar- YuGiOh™ Kazuki Takahashi]]
Bakura groaned loudly as he shielded his eyes from the offending sun penetrating through his outstretched fingers. He had sunglasses on and his hair whipped around his face in the strong breeze wafting through the area. Marik tugged on his free wrist as he dragged him across the floor, seldom looking back at him as he pushed through the crowds of people surrounding them. "KURA. Come ON. I want to see the friggin' penguins!" Marik whined at him, tugging more with every word.
"What's your bloody rush? They aren't going anywhere..." Bakura answered him, scowling at children walking by.
"There will be a line! Besides, I haven't been to a zoo; I'm excited. Give me a break." Marik glared back at him out of the corner of his eye.
Bakura snorted. "Alright, alright. Just let go of my arm, you've got it in a fucking vice grip."
Marik hauled Bakura's arm over his shoulder and trudged on, shoving people out of his way. They passed by sleepy bears, which were just waking up. One of them yawned a growl, and Bakura answered it with a snarl. Marik playfully bit his hand and said, "Stop that!" to him quietly, in a slightly amused tone.
They came upon the beginnings of the penguin exhibit, with an overweight old woman lazily waving them inside. Marik let go of Bakura's arm and he rubbed his wrist, overly dramatically. Bakura twitched slightly from the gust of cold air that hit him when the sliding doors opened, and Marik moved closer to him, shivering slightly. Bakura put his arm around him and they walked inside, Bakura putting his sunglasses atop his head.
The penguins all looked restless, shifting continually and flapping their wings with no real intent in mind. The pool of water behind the glass was filled with diving penguins, some of which paused to stare at the approaching zoo goers. Bakura smirked at the animals, and Marik pulled him along as he got close to the glass. Marik bent over and put a hand up to touch the glass in the spot closest to a penguin, when Bakura spotted one looking at them mischievously. He sighed dully and lifted his free arm to shield his face. The penguin instantly dove into the water, splashing the water over the sides and soaking those nearest. Including Marik and Bakura.
Marik's eyes widened as far as they could, and he froze, twitching slightly as little kids around them squealed with laughter. He straightened up and turned around, facing Bakura. Bakura burst out with laughter at seeing Marik's face, who in turn began laughing as well. "You smell like fish now." Bakura laughed, grinning at Marik.
"Shut up!" He laughed, "So do you!"
Marik wiped his face on Bakura's shirt in wet revenge, and they left the penguins, heading for the puffins. They were alone in this room, so Bakura took the opportunity to sneak a kiss swiftly on Marik's lips. Marik blushed and Bakura smirked, turning away from him to pretend to be interested in the puffins, which were floating aimlessly in the freezing water.
"Oh look, one got out." Marik pointed, indicating one of the puffins that was on the wall between enclosure and tourist area. Bakura grinned evilly and headed over to it. He picked it up gently in his hands and stroked it gingerly. "Bakura, put it back!!" Marik scolded him, looking for employees or approaching tourists. Bakura looked at Marik, winked, and drop kicked the puffin back into its enclosure, it squealing loudly in protest.
"BAKURA." Marik yelled at him. Bakura laughed loudly and pushed the door open, holding it for Marik as he stalked by him. "WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!" Marik demanded, whirling to face him again.
Bakura grinned once again, and wrapped an arm around Marik's waist, pulling him in for another kiss; longer this time. "Because it was fun." He said when they broke apart. Marik was blushing furiously at being kissed in public yet again, and had completely lost his train of thought. "C'mon, I want to taunt snakes." Bakura said, putting his sunglasses back on and swishing the ends of his coat as he turned away from Marik and walked out into the sunlight.
"I think I want one of these as a pet." Bakura said, bent over and tapping the glass of the Python's exhibit. "I could set it on people I don't like when I am doing other things. Like when I can't shank one and choke the other at the same time. Slimy here can do it for me, eh Slimy?" He said to the snake, which looked at him with a snake expression of 'kill me...'
"They aren't really slimy, you know." Marik corrected him, resting an elbow on his shoulder.
"Yeah, but I don't like the name Scaly. Not as intimidating." Bakura said, standing up again. "Or maybe an alligator. Speaking of! Did we miss the feeding times? I LOVE seeing the zoo-keepers toss dead rats at them and hearing the little kiddies scream. It's like the perfect combination of other people's misery and my own joy."
"There's something wrong in that head of yours." Marik said, laughing and shaking his head.
"Why thank you." Bakura grinned at him. "You love it."
"That I do." Marik responded, taking his hand as they turned from the reptile house.
They passed by several families outside, all dealing with whining kids or screeching infants. Bakura started chuckling and Marik looked at him in curiosity.
"I'm just thinking," Bakura said, looking at Marik from the corner of his eye as they walked. "I'll never have to deal with that, thank God. I despise children. Although, I'd make a pretty good dad, were it not for the murdering, thievery, and all around contempt for humanity."
Marik laughed and shook his head. "You would be an awful parent. Just terrible. The kid wouldn't last more than a few minutes before you mutilated it."
Bakura chuckled again in a low rumble, dropping Marik's hand to put his arm around him. Marik reached his hand up to hold Bakura's hand that was hanging across his shoulders.
Those passing them gave looks ranging from shy smiles to disturbed stares. Bakura snarled at anyone who gave any impression of opposition until they looked away to mind their own business. Marik smiled internally each time he did this, happy being happy, regardless of other peoples' agendas.
They neared the bird house and opted not to go inside, but rather sit at a café and get something to eat. Bakura sat outside by himself at a table under an umbrella [as he insisted] and Marik went inside to buy French fries and a soda for them to split. Bakura had his feet up on Marik's chair when he returned with food, and was slightly dozing. Marik scowled and threw a packet of ketchup at his face, startling him awake.
"Wha?" Bakura said, semi-groggily. Marik scowled more and threw another packet at his face. "Hey! Stop it!" Bakura said, waving his hands in front of his face.
"Well move your feet, you douche!" Marik said exasperatedly.
Bakura, finally understanding, dropped his legs and sniggered. "Whiny bitch." He said, smirking at Marik.
Marik stuck his tongue out at him. "Selfish bastard."
"Hey, just because I'm dating you, that doesn't mean you can just mouth off to me. You do that again young man and see what happens." Bakura said, teasingly threatening him.
Marik looked at him in an expression of tired sarcasm and stuck his tongue out deliberately and defiantly. Bakura smirked and rocketed out of his seat, biting down on his outstretched tongue.
Marik's eyes widened and he flailed, trying to get away. "Bluhkurah! Leggo!" He said, growing redder every second as he became very aware of the giggles of the teenage girls passing by. Bakura laughed and it sent vibrations through Marik's tongue to his mouth. He pulled in close and kissed him, letting his tongue go after the lips had connected briefly.
"Take that." Bakura sniggered, sitting down and helping himself to a handful of Marik's fries. Marik scowled, but his amusement shone through his façade. He picked up more ketchup packets and French fries and pelted them at Bakura.
Bakura laughed and pulled a few from his hair, throwing them on the ground. Not long after, nearby peacocks were attracted to the fallen food, and walked over to eat it, carefree of being in close contact with people. A large colourful male peacock strutted over to the fallen food and pecked at it, three dully coloured females in tow.
Marik watched them and suddenly got a glint in his eye. "Hey Kura, look at that." He said, pausing from throwing things at him.
Bakura looked down at them, mid throw, and chuckled. "Yeah, peacocks. Odd that they're just roaming around, but." He said, finishing his throw.
Marik laughed. "Well yes, but you know what this reminds me of?" Bakura raised his eyebrows, silently asking what. "You." He joked.
Bakura sniggered. "Oh yeah? How so?"
"Well you've got the cocky, colourful, self-centered male leader, strutting around like he owns the place, stealing other people's food," he said, looking pointedly at Bakura who chuckled.
"With you so far."
"And then you have three lesser ones following him around, going wherever he does, letting him be the cocky son of a bitch he is. Those are your bitches. You Pimp Peacock." Marik grinned. "I'd say the one right behind you is... Joey. Then Ryo... and possibly Kaiba, because we all know he's secretly a bitch of yours." He finished, winking.
"And where do you fit into this, Marik?" Bakura laughed.
"Oh, see that other colourful Peacock over there, trying not to pay attention, but whose tail feathers are fluttered open, attempting to get the attention of the one over here?" Marik said, gesturing at said bird. "That's me."
Bakura laughed and looked at all of them. "Cocky bastards. Just like us." He grinned at Marik, finishing the last fry and standing up, offering his hand.
Marik took it and stood with him, leaving their trash for someone else to deal with as they walked away from the café.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Let's go in here."
"Aw shit, Marik, no."
"No, come on, it'll be funny."
"I said no."
"Come On!"
"NO."
"Why the hell not?"
"I- I just don't like butterflies." Bakura said, folding his arms and looking away from the butterfly house behind him.
Marik smirked. "They're harmless little insects, Kura. They're not going to do anything to you."
"Fuck, I know that, but I still don't want to go in there. Winged bastards, sucking nectar, trying to land on me like the sons of bitches they are..."
Marik laughed. "You pussy. Get your ass in there." He shoved Bakura by the shoulders through the doors and following him through.
Bakura put his sunglasses atop his head once again, and popped his collar, folding his arms and looking everywhere but at Marik.
"You are such a pouting child!" Marik exclaimed, holding in laughter.
Bakura pulled a face at him and scoffed, begrudgingly following him through the second set of doors to the actual exhibit.
Once they entered the domed building, warm, humid air rushed to them, smelling of sweet sugars and flowers. Butterflies fluttered overhead, colours of their wings beating out of synch, creating a silent melody of sight.
Marik exhaled and smiled at it, turning to Bakura and grinning. "Isn't it pretty?"
Bakura's face was contorted in disgust, and his eye visibly twitched. "Flying bastards..." He said under his breath.
Marik snorted at him, and put an arm around his waist, guiding him through the tropical flowered plants. Bakura scowled and put his arm around Marik's shoulders. Butterflies soared overhead, diving at tourists, landing on their fingers, noses, and hair, as if kissing them softly. Marik cooed quietly, stretching out a hand to a nearby butterfly, beckoning it to come to him. Bakura glowered at the butterflies more furiously.
One landed on his nose, and he froze, staring at it cross-eyed. Marik "AWWW"'d beside him, and he wrinkled his nose and attempted to smack it. Marik quickly took it on his finger and set it on a leaf, hurrying out with Bakura lest an employee see.
"What's your friggin problem?!" Marik asked, annoyed at leaving so soon.
Bakura twitched again and stared at him hard in the face. "I. Do Not. Like. BUTTERFLIES." He said, blackly.
Marik blinked a few times, before collapsing with laughter on a bench, leaving Bakura to scowl at him.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
They left the zoo and strode across the street to sit on a nearby hill. They were in a gigantic park, filled with beautiful pathways and freshly blooming trees with pale pink flowers. Bakura stretched out a hand and caught one floating to the ground, and handed it to Marik, who smiled and sniffed it.
They climbed the hill and sat down together in the shade of a tree, backs to the zoo, facing a skyline etched with buildings in the distance. Marik leaned over and rested his head on Bakura's shoulder, and Bakura put his arm around him. They sat amongst waving flower-like weeds, and enjoyed the moment. The sun tucked itself behind clouds, allowing the view to be perfect. Bright, yet no need for sunglasses.
Marik turned his face to Bakura and beamed at him, leaning up to kiss him on the cheek. Bakura chuckled and licked him. Marik leaned away from him and looked him in the eyes, seriously. Bakura raised his eyebrows and looked back at him. "Kura... Forgive me for this." Marik said.
"Forgive you for wh-" Bakura started, but was cut off as Marik lunged himself at him, tackling him to the ground in a pin. Bakura laughed as Marik held his wrists down and kissed him, not caring about the people walking by seeing the scene.
When they parted, Bakura smirked up at him, an evil glint in his eye. "You know, I don't have anywhere to be today. We can head to your place. Positions swapped of course, I refuse being bottom." He whispered huskily in Marik's ear.
Marik's eyes closed and he grinned to himself, a small blush creeping up his cheeks.
"Let's do it."
[[ To be continued. ]]