Nother chapter! Whoo-hoo! I just wanna warn you guys now, all the stories I write are like the calm before the storm. Be prepared for something to happen.
"What the hell was that all about, Malik?" Seto asked in the car ride back to the hotel.
The car arrangements were simple: Malik, Mokuba, Nala, and Joey ride with Seto. Mariku and Bakura were driving Tea and Mai. Atem and Yugi were driving Bakura.
"What was what?" Malik asked, trying not to blush.
"The whole dancing with Bakura thing. And it was his favorite song, too." Joey said. Malik blushed now. He didn't answer, instead choosing to look at their younger acquaintances. Nala had fallen asleep on Mokuba's shoulder and Mokuba was asleep as well, holding Nala's hand and smiling just a bit.
"Hey, Kaiba. You know about the promise ring?" Seto looked at Malik through the rear-view mirror.
"Well... As long as the wedding isn't too expensive." He said with a chuckle. Malik sighed and leaned back in his seat.
Malik opened the door to his and Bakura's hotel room. He could still feel a bit of blush on his cheeks, but he was just gonna have to pray Bakura didn't notice. As soon as he turned around, he heard Bakura's voice.
"You know that Morgans chick?" He asked. Malik shook his head.
"Never seen her in my life." The spirit laughed.
"If you never seen her, how come you didn't ask me who she was when I brought her up?" The Egyptian froze. "Oh yeah, I know you were listening in on mine and her conversation. I'm the spirit of the Thief King. I know things." Malik chuckled nervously. Bakura was cute, sure. But he was not a person you wanted to anger.
Bakura leaned against the wall near the window and lit a cigarette. "So... What'd you hear?" He asked his friend. Malik felt himself blush again.
Screw this! I shouldn't be embarrassed! He told himself. He sighed, sat down and said, "I heard her say that she knows you like me." Bakura nodded.
"And?" Malik thought for a minute. He'd had a couple drinks since then...
"And that you said you liked me, then you didn't." Bakura nodded. He could tell the boy was suffering from both embarrassment and the two or three drinks he had that night.
The boy needs a lesson on how to hold his liquor... He found himself thinking. He flicked his cigarette out the window and laid down on the bed next to Malik's seat. "Well... Judging by the way you've been blushing, I'm surprised you didn't figure this out sooner." Despite his confident and nonchalant aura, Bakura was having a bit of difficulty telling his feelings to the boy. As stated earlier, he was never a man of positive feelings. Malik felt a smile twitch at the side of his lips.
"So... Are you saying you do...?" He couldn't continue his words, his breath had caught in his throat again. Bakura opened and eye.
"That's exactly what I'm saying."
The flight to Domino had been an eventful one, that was for certain. Bakura and Mariku nearly got arrested for trying to carry knives onto the plane, a random American duelist just had to sit down and talk with Yugi for ten minutes, Mai was held up by publicists and journalists shouting questions about her fashion line, Seto was stopped by the same nosy press to learn more about his relationship with Joey, Ryou was slowed down by girls, all of which crowded around him, pushing Mariku out of the way. This made him mad, and he nearly used the Millennium Rod on them. But Ryou was thankfully able to stop him just in time. The whole episode greatly frustrated Bakura. It was bad enough he had been in and out of jail in Domino, he wasn't about to get stuck in American jail.
When they finally boarded the plane, Tea waving goodbye to them from the security, Bakura slapped Seto. "You said there would be no problems with the boarding! This is your airport!" Seto stuck his nose up at the thief and walked to his seat.
The plane was a KaibaCorp private jet, built with separate compartments with two seats, a bench, and doors. Mai took the last one, Yugi and Atem took the one that Mokuba had apparently vandalized in his youth, Seto and Joey took the one with the giant KaibaCorp logo on it, and the others took random seats.
Malik settled onto the bench, lying on his back with a book in front of his nose. "What are you reading now?" Bakura asked, slightly annoyed.
"Pet Sematary. It's a horror story." He explained, too caught up in the pages to pay much attention to his boyfriend.
"What's it about?" Bakura questioned. Malik placed the book on his chest, holding his place, and looked at Bakura.
"Are you interrogating me?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"Not at all." Bakura mumbled, leaning back in his seat. He glanced at the TV and grabbed the list of shows and movies you could watch for the plane ride. He nearly fell out of his seat. Malik looked at him worriedly.
"What is it?" He asked.
"We're a TV show!"
You probably saw that coming, huh?