This was suggested by Rueky Ishtar, who wanted a little Marik and regular Bakura story. I'll admit, this was hard! I haven't written a story like this before because I could never really see little Marik and Bakura in a romantic way, but I can see them them in a cute way. Now I hope you've seen YuGiOh Abridged otherwise this won't make any sense, and I did say that these stories are YuGiOh Abridged related. Also Marik goes up to the surface in this, and I made it so his father doesn't find out so he didn't get punished, alright? Good! Anyway please read and ENJOY! Oh and I also called it first meeting because...well...it would have been their first meeting!

Disclaimer: YuGiOh isn't mine! All rights belong to Kazuki Takahashi and YGOTAS belongs to LittleKuriboh!


First Meeting

"Ishizu I want to go outside!" the boy whined, looking down at his bed sheets.

The girl called Ishizu shook her head and sighed "Marik, you know we can't, father will punish us, you know that"

Marik frowned and looked at his sister with wide eyes "Come on sis! Please?" Ishizu looked at his brother in the eye, thinking deeply.

Finally she sighed and stood up "Odion...could you please cover for us?" Marik grinned from ear to ear and hugged his sister

"Thankyou Ishizu!"

Ishizu smiled and took Marik's hand "Now come on! We must hurry! Or father will catch us!" Odion bowed as Ishizu and Marik left the room.

He sat down next to the bed and started to think how he could fool Mr Ishtar, he turned to see a pillow. Odion picked it up, fluffed it, and put it under the bed covers "This is f*cking full proof!" he said to himself.

As Marik stepped outside he looked around in awe, the bright sunlight, the markets, the people, there were even rags! He started to prance around happily, wondering why his father would never let him out of that miserable old tomb.

As he was prancing he bumped into someone, someone with a long, black trench coat. He looked like a normal teenager, but with odd coloured hair. Marik's eyes widened as he realized it was white, just like an angels, he even had pale skin.

The teen looked down to the boy, he stared at him for a moment before saying "Watch where you're going kid!" Marik stared at the teen as he walked off, hands in his pockets, hair flowing with the wind.

He then looked to the ground to see a magazine, curiously, he picked it up and his eyes widened "Hey this isn't like my scriptures at all! I mean…what's that one guy doing to that other guy?...I don't know what it is but it gives me cravings" his arm was suddenly grabbed as he turned around to see Ishizu

"Marik! We have to go! I just met a racist ghost!"

Marik raised his eyebrow at her "…what?"

Ishizu shook her head "Never mind…now come on! Let's go! We have been out here long enough!"

Marik pouted at her "No! I like it up here!"

Ishizu frowned "Marik! We have to go! Now! Father will punish us!" Marik sighed as he realized his sister was right. He quickly hid the comic book (or Yaoi manga) and got dragged off.

Marik sat in his room, looking at the book with wide eyes, his door was locked to make sure no one came in "Jeez…the people on the surface like really weird things, but…I can't seem to stop looking at it…"

"AH!" Marik jumped as he heard his father, and possibly Ishizu scream. A clang of metal was heard as he was certain he heard Odion scream. Marik sat frozen, not sure if he should go to help them or not.

He then jumped again as he saw the door knob rattle "Open up!" he heard "I will beat this door down!" Marik slightly raised his eyebrow, the voice sounded a little…familiar. The whole door then started to shake as whoever was on the other side started kicking it, getting more and more aggressive.

As the door broke and fell to the floor, Marik squealed and dropped his book, hiding his head in his hands. The stranger walked in without care, seeing that it was just a kid. He smirked as he saw the boy shaking with fear "Oh sorry, did I scare you?" he snickered sarcastically,

Marik frowned and looked up at the stranger, not realizing the sarcasm "Yeah you did! You're mean! Maybe if you didn't yell at me I would have let you in!" the stranger raised his eyebrow at the small boy, not expecting him to reply.

Suddenly, both of their eyes widened as they recognized another, like a jolt of lightening had hit them. Sure, it was only a brief meeting, and they didn't even have a real conversation, but they recognized each other. Marik stood up, eyes sparkling

"You're the angel I met on the surface!"

the angel gave him a strange look "Excuse me?" Marik grinned from ear to ear, moving up to him

"Yeah! The angel! Remember me? We bumped into each other! You've come to take me away from this tomb haven't you! My names Marik! Do you have a name?" the teen looked down at the boy with wide eyes, gazing at the boy's happy expression.

He quickly looked away from him and snarled "I'm no angel kid! In fact, I'm the complete opposite! And I do have a name…it's Bakura"

Marik raised an eyebrow "You have a funny voice, it sounds, um...what was it?...British!"

Bakura frowned "I'm not British I'm just gay!" the teen then looked down at the comic book on the floor, smirking "And seems like you have the same interests as I"

Marik gasped as he quickly picked up the book and hid it behind his back "It…I…I found that! It's not really mine!"

Bakura rolled his eyes "Right" he then slowly pulled out a knife and kneeled down next to Marik, now face to face with the boy "Alright, now the real reason I came here, where are the Millennium Items? I know there's one here"

Marik's eyes widened as he looked at the Brit "The Millennium Items? Wait…what did you do to my family?!"

Bakura shrugged "Oh you know, just sent them to the shadow realm, but don't worry, they'll be back in an hour or so"

something then started to shine on the teen's chest, Marik looked down to see the Millennium Ring "Hey! That's the Millennium Ring! Why do you have that?!"

Bakura chuckled and put his hand on the boys head, ruffling his hair "You're just too cute, like I'd tell you. Now, where's this Millennium Item?"

Marik pouted "I'm not cute! Stop it! And…why should I tell you where the Millennium Items are?"

Bakura sighed and stood up "Because I'll leave if you do"

Marik's eyes quivered as he heard what the teen said "But I don't want you to leave!" Bakura gasped in surprise as the boy sprang forward and grabbed his coat "...I want you to stay! Please stay!" Marik pleaded.

Bakura looked down to see tears welling up in the boys big lavender eyes, he looked away as he could feel his face heating up again "Fine! If you tell me where they are then…I'll stay" he muttered, still looking away.

Marik smiled and hugged him "Okay! I'll tell you where they are!" he quickly said, running out of the room and leaving a very confused thief behind him.

Marik led Bakura to the biggest room in the tomb, there was a box in the corner that he ran over to and opened, completely ignoring his unconscious family lying on the floor. When he got over to the box he waved to Bakura to come over.

The thief walked over and looked in the box with wide eyes "You have two Millennium Items?"

Marik nodded "Yeah, but I don't really see why father likes them so much…" he then held the box up to the thief "Here! Take them!" Bakura looked at the box, and then the boy.

He knelt down and took it, eye level with the Egyptian boy "Marik…if I take these, I have to stay, right?" Marik nodded, smiling. Bakura looked at him with soft eyes and slowly closed the box, putting it on the floor.

Marik looked at him curiously "Bakura…what are you doing?"

the Brit smiled and put his hands on the boys shoulders "Well…if I take them, I won't be able to find you again"

Marik's eyes widened "Wh-what do you mean? You're not taking them?! But that means you won't stay!"

Bakura leaned forward and kissed him on the forehead "Don't worry, I will see you again, you just won't remember me…but I'll remember you" Marik's eyes started to quiver as he looked into the teens eye

"What do you mean?" and before Bakura could reply, the Millennium Ring then started to glow.

Marik's eyes instantly rolled back as he fell forward into Bakura's arms, unconscious. Bakura picked him up and carried him to his room, putting him on the bed. The thief stared at him for a moment, looking at the angel like face, sleeping peacefully. He smiled and got up, walking out of the tomb

"You will see me again Marik…I promise"