The next day. Marik woke up to probably the most horrible sound he ever heard.
"What the fuck is that?!" he muttered angrily and tried to cover his head with a pillow.
"That's our alarm clock…"
Marik opened his eyes slowly and sat up to see who spoke. After seeing another man and the room he remembered again where he was.
"Damn… So it wasn't just a bad dream?" he said to himself and fell back to the mattress.
"It wasn't. So stop whining and dress up, brat" Mariku said: "We have to go to breakfast". Mariku sounded truly annoyed and Marik figured that he wasn't a morning person. But nether was he, and he hated waking up this early. But since he didn't really have a choice young man started picking up his clothes from the floor. Mariku, who had already dress up, sat there and watch as another was trying to dress up as fast as he could which wasn't too much as Marik had just woke up.
Marik noticed that.
"What are you watching perv?" he snapped. He knew it wasn't smart but at this early he couldn't care less.
But unlike Marik expected older man didn't seem to even notice. Didn't attack him, didn't shout to him or didn't even say anything just smirked little.
Marik began to assume that his roommate might be insane…
Soon they heard how door got unlocked and opened. A guard commanded them to go get some breakfast.
"…What no shower?" Marik muttered annoyed. "Sorry princes, no shower" Mariku snapped sarcastically to him and pushed him out of the room.
Mariku started walking quickly, and Marik tried his best to stay close to him. Even if he had know the another man almost half of a day, and already though he was insane, made him a bit more familiar than anyone else there.
But it was difficult to follow him. There were lots of people at the hall way. Almost everyone wearing same kind of out fit, except of course guards who where wearing their uniforms.
It was a bit chaotic.
Even when no one was running there were just too much people.
Some who moved faster pushed others from their way, and the guards didn't even care. Somehow it reminded him of school hallways.
And sooner than he believed he lost Mariku and was now surrounded by people that he had already seen enough back in his normal life.
Luckily it was still impossible to get lost since everyone where moving to the same direction.
Finally young Egyptian arrived to canteen.
It was filled with loud voices. Talking, benches scratching against the floor and eating noises.
He went to a line letting first some men go before him 'cause they looked like they would have punched him.
Marik got his food. Or at least something that they told him that was the food. Mostly it looked like it would have already eaten and then it came back the same way.
Did they really expect him to eat this?…
Blond man looked around hoping that he would find a place to sit alone but everywhere seemed to be full. Except…
…Mariku raised his look quickly when he heard tray against a table.
He raised an eyebrow suspiciously to another: "What are you doing?".
"I…" Marik hesitated "didn't know where else to go". Mariku sneered annoyed.
Younger man snapped "Hey! It's not like I would want to sit here…!" sudden slam to the table interrupted him: "Now, now… What did I say about yelling to me?" his roommate murmured dangerously calm. Then he chuckled when Marik's eyes winded up a bit.
Mariku watched as the another man slowly looked down to his food just so he wouldn't have to look at him.
This amused Mariku.
'I wonder what the brad did to get here' he started wondering: .He doesn't look like a guy who would be bad enough to do an actual crime. Poor bastard…'.
The man shook his head a little. Since when he has been interested about other people?…
Younger man didn't notice Mariku. He was eating, or at least trying to. Marik wondered if Bakura was eating breakfast now too. Probably not, he wasn't a morning person. Normally his former lover didn't wake up before noon without death serious reason.
…So unfair. Bakura get to be somewhere sleeping in a comfortable bed and he had to be here. Eating half-baked breakfast with a mad man who… …was now again staring at him.
"What?" Marik asked annoyed.
"Nothing" the mad man said waking up from his thoughts, and looked him badly like Marik would have done something wrong. Then he started eating.
Marik sighed heavily… Mostly wondering is it possible to kill yourself with a dinner knife.
*
Bakura opened his eyes.
How long has it been now? Days, weeks? White haired man turned his head to see his lover sleeping next to him. Bakura smiled self satisfied and sat up.
…Sure Marik was first suspicious when he returned but Bakura could be very charming when he wanted to. Marik quick falling back to him wasn't surprise to him, unlike he's own feelings that had slowly started to return.
Their relationship had always been like this. They get together having fun and amazing sex together for sometime, then Bakura suddenly left without explanations. That part always made Marik bit offended, but after some time his pale lover returned and they got together again.
But when Bakura had returned this time he knew it couldn't go like that. This time would be their last time together. It was 'cause of his family business and usually he wouldn't have get Marik involved to them but this time he didn't have a choice. Bakura had planned it all, convincing himself of not having feelings for Marik.
But now when he looked his sleeping lover, laying there happy and relaxed looking while his golden locks felt down his shoulders, Bakura felt sudden sharp pain in his chest.
White haired man moved to leave the bed when he felt arms clumsily wrapping around his waist.
"Where you're going?" Marik muttered tiredly.
"Did I wake you up?" Bakura asked.
"Obviously…" another man replied annoyed. Bakura chuckled.
He removed his lover's hands from his waist and laid back next to Marik.
Pale man smiled and wiped some hair from another's face.
"…Your being weird" blond man said amused: "Have you done something bad again?…"
"Not yet" Bakura said and smirked. He kissed Marik, hoping that he could stay there longer but he was in a hurry.
He got up from the bed and started dressing.
"Where are you going?" Marik asked. "I got some business" Bakura muttered as he pull his shirt over his head.
Marik went quit.
"Are you going to leave again?" Bakura could hear his lover suddenly asked suspiciously. He turned around to see another man looking at him disappointedly.
"No" Bakura simply replied and went back sitting on the bed.
Blond man looked at him still suspiciously: "Really?"
"Want me to prove it to you?" white haired man asked smirking and bended down to kiss Marik. Another answered his kiss happily and even playfully bit his lower lip little: "Are those business of your important, or do you have some time to say bye to me?"
"Weren't you tired just a moment ago?" Bakura chuckled.
Marik smirked. He wrapped his arms around his lover trying to pull him closed for another kiss. Bakura resisted for a moment. He really was in hurry but still he knew that this might be last chance for him to have sex if something goes wrong. And when his lover's hand started wonder lower on his body his decision was clear…
…Soon after it was over Marik fell quickly back to sleep. Bakura moved carefully away from bed. Dressed up hurrying, knowing that he had wasted even more time he should have.
White haired gave last look towards his sleeping lover.
"Bye" he said simply and left the room.
*
"So…"
Marik got again interrupted from his thoughts. Annoyedly he looked to another man.
"…how did you end up here?" Marik asked. Knowing that it was useless since he had already tried to ask that, but he really needed to other things to think about than Bakura.
"Don't ask that"
"Huh?" younger man was surprised that another even replied.
"It's personal stuff, and it's unimportant how people get here" Mariku muttered: "Beside, you don't hear me asking how did you get here".
Marik sighed: "Sure. Though it doesn't matter do I tell it to you or not. It's stupid".
Older man raised an eyebrow: "What?"
"Well it's just. I got framed…"
Mariku chuckled.
"What?! It's that fun to you?" younger man snapped.
"No… It's just… So obvious" another said still smirking. Marik looked at him suspiciously: "What do you mean?…"
"You don't seem like a guy who's capable to do something bad enough for prison…" Mariku said amused.
"What?" younger man said offended.
"Ou, come on… Your too nice looking" Mariku explained. "Are you saying that I look sissy?!" Marik snapped.
"No. But I'm just saying you look…" another started but couldn't figure out anything: "So brat, you got framed. By who?".
Still feeling offended another didn't first want to answer, and it was also stupid to tell personal stuff like that to strangers. Mariku was annoyed too, but 'cause of himself, he was asking way too much, but then he blamed it on that he hasn't been able to speak to anyone for few years now.
"My lover" Mariku suddenly heard younger man muttering.
"A lover?" he asked suspiciously. Marik nodded. Since his situation was already like this how could this make it worse? He had finally decided.
"Well, yeah. My lover. He…" Marik started.
"He?"
Younger man got emotionally blushed: "Yeah, he." Then he continued like he haven't said anything unusual: "It shouldn't have been a surprise actually. I mean even if both have always done stupid and even mean stuff he was always a bit worse…" Marik sighed: "…I just never guessed how bad he could really be".
"Stop whining" Mariku said and stood up.
"Hey, you asked!" Marik snapped. "No, I didn't" older man replied bored look on his face. Marik looked for a moment annoyed as another man walked away. Then he looked suspiciously around him to notice that he was completely left alone and quickly followed the older man.
.
The prison's yard was mostly just wide enclosure with a hard sand ground. At the prison's side there were bunch of benches and at other side's there was just lot of area to walk. Some where there was also some out door training equipments but those were always takeng.
'Damn he looks lost' Mariku though while he was occasionally glancing the younger man who was sitting at one of the benches.
'…unreliable annoyed, but lost. He looks breakable…' Mariku's thoughts amused him.
He could go there. Thorn haired man didn't fancy having people around himself but maybe he could get some fun out of younger man.
Marik on the other hand only sat there 'cause he couldn't figure out anything else. Still trying to think what the hell was Bakura thinking and was he allowed to go somewhere else at the yard he hadn't notice Mariku's glare. Or any other happenings at the yard.
*
Bakura's steps got faster when he was approaching his destination. It was normal boring looking skyscraper with grey walls and big glass windows at up stares.
Everything was planned. Bakura touched nervously weapon under his jacket. He would not fail.
*
Mariku had got lost to his though for too long time, 'cause when he next time looked Marik this wasn't anymore alone.
"Shit…" Mariku swore to himself when he recognized the three men. And as he had guessed it started to be a fight.
'Fuck! Doesn't that brat have any kind of self defend instinct!' he amazed annoyed when Marik snapped something back to his bullies.
Then it came. First punch. Marik fell to ground on his knees as one of the men hit his to stomach. Young man gasped for air trying to move away but he wasn't fast enough when he got sharp kick again to stomach.
Mariku watched for a moment. Cursed his own stupidity and ran.
*
Bakura grinned to himself. He was inside the building. It wasn't even difficult for him. If this really was one of the most protected buildings in the world he was the king of thieves.
But even if this made him feel proud he didn't have time to waste. White haired man started carefully moving forwards, making sure that no one saw him. And those who did, he made sure that they never could tell it to any one.
Bakura laughed as first guard fell to the floor. This was what he lived for. Taking the keys from the guard and stepping into the room he quickly shot down the building's security system.
*
Marik tried to yell but it only came out as a miserably whining. Not being able to move fast enough he tried at least cover his face waiting for another hit, but it didn't came. Young Egyptian looked up just at right time to see Mariku pushing the man that kicked him to ground.
Mariku looked kicked quickly the man he had just pushed down to make sure he wouldn't attack soon. He grinning maliciously to another two as they glared at him madly. Dodging the next punch he kicked one the men away.
'This is just too easy'.
*
'It was just too easy' Bakura though as he stared at the door in front of him. He took the key from one of the guards and slowly opened the door.
Figure in the room turned quickly around to see who came: "You!"
*
Thorn haired man growled after getting hard punch to a face. Marik looked, realizing how long he had just sat, he kicked the man who punched Mariku to legs making him fell.
"Hey! What's going on there?!" they all could suddenly here an angry guard yelling.
Mariku cursed to himself and grabbed younger man's wrist: "Come on, brat!".
*
Bakura grinned almost insane look in his eyes. The man stared at him shocked. "How did you?…" he started, but white haired man quickly moved close to him. With a one smooth move Bakura drew his knife and sank it into another. Younger man gasped.
Bakura laughed as he repeated the same motion again, and again…
*
"What the fuck where you thinking?!" Marik yelled when he suddenly found him self hiding behind the bins. Annoyed enough to forget Mariku's warnings about yelling to him Marik was going to say lot more when he suddenly felt something shocking.
*
Bakura smiled satisfied watching the body in front of him. Cleaning his knife he left the room giving one last look to the dead man: "That was for my family".
*
Mariku slowly moved away from the kiss to face another man staring at him shocked.
"What did you just do…" Marik whispered.
Here! Now the second chapter is ready! I hope it was readable. And please review, if not to praise the story, then please at least (and more importantly) what things I could make better for the next chapter. Thank you!