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Chapter 1: Lips of an Angel (Marik's POV, One Year Later)
Well Bakura is off again on some heist. He has been gone for a week! He hasn't answered his phone at all nor has he answered any of my e-mails. Maybe he just forgot how to use the phone and computer again. I should check Ryou's place. I dial Ryou's number. "Hello?"
"Hey Ryou, it's Marik. Is Bakura around?" I try to hide the worry in my voice.
"Sorry Marik, he just left five minutes ago. He said he was late for something." Ryou sounds nervous. "I'm sure he will be home soon."
"Ryou, I haven't seen him in a frigging week!" I practically yell into the phone. "Bakura probably found someone better and forgotten about me." Tears run down my face. "I'm sorry for yelling Ryou. Thank you for helping me." I hang up the phone and fall onto the couch. I wonder who it is. I bet they don't have scars on their entire back. Maybe he became straight again. I find his iPod on the coffee table. Maybe this is what he meant by reassurance. I stick the ear buds in and press play.
Honey why you calling me so late?
It's kinda hard to talk right now.
Honey why are you crying? Is everything okay?
I gotta whisper 'cause I can't be too loud
Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And, yes, I've dreamt of you too
And does he know you're talking to me
Will it start a fight
No I don't think she has a clue
Well my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
Honey why you calling me so late?
"What?" I stare down at the iPod. Bakura has this on it? I didn't know he had anything other than hard rock. Let alone anything as sweet as this song. Wait! I'm the girl in the other room aren't I! I am going to kill him the next chance I get! Just then the door leading to the garage opens. "Hello?" I stop the music and grab the knife Bakura gave me for protection. "Who's there?" I slowly turn around the corner into the hallway. I bump into something and jump ten feet.
"Wow Marik, I didn't know you were easily scared." Bakura smirks down at me.
"I am not! I wasn't expecting anyone today so I grabbed the knife in case of an intruder!"
"Sure Marik. But am I not welcomed in our apartment?" Bakura teases me more. He finally looks at the worry and fear in my eyes. "What's wrong Marik?"
I just hug him tightly. "You came back." He pets my hair. "I thought you found someone else. That you left me." I pause for a second then dare to ask the dreaded question. "Who is she?"
"Who?" Bakura looks down at me in confusion.
"The woman you miss and wish was me." I sigh. "I heard the song. Lips of an Angel by Hinder."
"Oh, that song…" Bakura blushes. "Ummm, well, remember when I dated Mai?"
I blow up. "You wish I was that slut!"
"No!" He grabs my arm and looks me in the eyes. "I wished she was you! You were the other person!" Bakura pulls me into a tight hug. "Please believe me. I loved you, but you were still into the whole 'I'm straight' thing." I find myself believing him. I subconsciously lean onto him. He kisses the top of my head.
"I believe you Bakura. But, where have you been?" I pull away.
"That is a surprise Marik." He smirks.
"Why?" I whine. "You leave for a week and don't tell me why?"
He kisses me roughly. "You will know soon."
