Somewhere in Japan…

"Where the hell is he?" Bakura grunted looking at his watch with utter contempt. He growled low "why the hell did he ask me here?" He said to himself, leaning against a tree with his arms crossed as always.

That's when he heard the sound of an engine, and he only knew one person with a Motorbike. The next thing he knew marik had pulled up next to him" Hey bakura!" you made it right on time" he said pulling off his helmet.

Again bakura growled." The same thing can't be said for you Ishtar" He narrowed his brown eyes at marik evilly. Marik just rolled his eyes at his sarcastic words. Jumping up off the bike, he walked over to bakura.

"Marik!, why did you ask me to meet you here, I had better things to do you know

I was just about to make a good steal from an old man when my cell phone goes off and it's you bloody calling me!, Bakura pointed to his black razor cell phone with marik's name on the recent calls menu.

"Be quite fluffy!, you'll live besides I have a much better idea for our plans, my taking over the world, and you'll get your riches you little thief. Marik winked and smiled at him. Bakura just gave him an annoyed look.

" come bakura!" he gestured him to follow, bakura was a little nervous about marik's (plans) but went along with him anyway, he was anxious to see what the tomb keeper was planning.

"Marik where are we going! Bakura yelled at his blonde ignored his question an kept walking. He was getting angry, "look if this is going to be a bloody waste of my time then count me out!"

"Oh come now kitty, it's just a bit further" where going to my temporary hide out. He shouted behind to bakura.

Bakura again gave him a look fill with utter hatred," Not a kitty" he mumbled to himself, He thought about something, He hated marik so much, yet why did he continue to hang out with him…he would never understand it….ever. "Marik, are we bloody there yet!"

Geez Kura, so impatient. Damn cats" he glanced back at bakura that held his usual evil scowl. He sighed "yes we are here", he stopped in front of a rather large building that looked like a hotel. Confusion came over the thief's face "why are we at a hotel?" Because! This hotel is the perfect location! Its holding the upcoming anime convention bakura!, we are hiding in plain sight! Everyone will just think we're cosplayers...GENIUS! I say!"

"Marik...we're not that evil you know ""you know bakura you should probably change your costume, I mean really is that the best you can do?"

"What!"…"I don't like to criticize but it looks like your mother made that for you"

"What the bloody hell are you talking about marik…this is not a costume, it's my clothes" marik paused for a second. "Well you could have done a better job is all I'm saying" he gave marik a death glare "a better job of what marik!"

marik ignored his comment "forget it, come on kitty lets go inside, we have much evil planning to do" marik raced off into the building "not a kitty" he mumbled before the casually walked inside to find his…friend, (term very loosely) …he knew this was going to be an interesting day.