It's finally here, the 4 chap. Sorry, but I've really been busy, so I even lost my interested to write for some time. Still, hope u'll like it.
Marik was awake. He knew it, he just didn't want to admit it and kept his eyes stubbornly closed. He didn't want to believe what happened last night. How he let something like that happen! …Maybe it was all just a dream? Yes, maybe it didn't really happen…
But reality hit him soon when he felt warm body next to him, and another breath on his skin.
"…Morning" said the voice next to him.
Younger man felt cold shiver trough his back and opened his eyes to face another man looking at him.
"…What are you still doing there?" he sighed mostly to himself: "Why didn't you just go sleep to your own bed…"
Mariku looked at him and smirked, younger one's frustration amused him: "…As I promised".
"What?" Marik asked.
"…I at some point said I'd protect you from now on" thorn haired man whispered into Marik's ear.
"I didn't agree on that…" younger man said and tried slowly move away from another. Mariku chuckled: "I know. But I did… And now you belong to me"
"What?!" Marik gasped and his eye's winded a bit. Another pulled him roughly close to him: "As I said. …And now as a…" Mariku chuckled a bit before continuing: "…gift to you. I promise, I will make sure no one will never get close to you…"
Marik listened and felt pressure in his chest. Why didn't he do anything, he could have just push another away… But his limbs didn't obey him, the words another had just last night say him about Bakura and everything where still echoing in his head.
Older man leaned closer and kissed his neck biting it a bit.
Marik moved away, but when he felt a strong grip holding him. 'No! I wont let it go like this again…' rushed through his mind and he pushed another away, the hold got stronger.
And then the alarm clock rang.
Mariku let go of the another when, and watched amusedly when Marik hurried getting dressed and finally leaving the room, without even bothering to look back at him.
Mariku chuckled.
*
It had been days now. A bit over a week from that when he left hotel.
White haired man shivered a bit when cold night wind went by him. Or was it just his imagination? Bakura wasn't sure. It might be only by the fact that he hadn't really eat any real food for a while. Bakura had lost his appetite with his ability to sleep peacefully.
He didn't understand it. He had tried to escaped his quilt by moving around fast, just trying to get as far as possible from the area Marik used to live. And now sitting alone on an empty bench in park he knew he wouldn't succeed. And that he didn't understand. Denying it didn't help. The truth was he had left him alone. Bakura sighed and couldn't help memories sneaking in his head:
He was sitting on some bench, park was different but his feeling we're lightly familiar. Looking at the bruises in his hands white haired boy growled a bit to himself.
"There's no need for that" said the voice next to him: "I mean, you started it. And managed really well alone. It's a little miracle u didn't get hurt more than that".
"It doesn't hurt" Bakura muttered trying to hide his shame, but another boy took his hand.
Bakura looked as the blond next to him looked his hand curios looking like he'd be trying to heal it, before finally pushing the only spot that actually hurt.
"Ouch!" he quickly pulled his hand away.
Marik smirked self satisfied: "See! You just got the find the week spot… As we might have been able to do with those idiots, if certain some wouldn't have rushed to be all violent again"
White haired one look at him grumpily: "What? Your saying I should have just wait for your 'ingenious' plans again?" and when the another nod still smirking annoyingly self satisfied Bakura snapped: "Ou, come on! Who do think I was fighting for…" but words suddenly disappeared when he realized what he was saying.
Marik looked at him blinking confused: "…What?"
"Nothing!" another said quickly and looked away feeling blush escaping to his cheeks.
But unlike he expected there wasn't any mocking, actually there was nothing.
"Bakura…" Marik finally said slowly: "Promise me one thing?"
White haired one looked at him suspicious looking: "What thing?"
"Always listen my plans before doing like that…" Marik said, and another one sneered a bit. Marik looked offended: "Hey, I'm only thinking your best hear!"
"Yeah, right! If you'd be thinking my best you'd promise something cliché like to never let me alone" Bakura smirked: "But that would sound so…"
"Okay" another said quickly.
"What…?"
"I promise. If! If you promise the same?"
There was small silence between the two. Bakura looked at his friend confused, another seemed so serious about this. Staring at him with those big violet eyes.
"Okay" white haired one said: "I'll promise."
And before he realized what happened, he felt Marik soft lips against his own.
"What the hel…" he started, but another just smirked: "Admit it. You liked it"
Bakura was going to snap something back but before he could think of anything Marik leaned closer, and soon he felt kiss again. This time answering to it.
"Fuck!" white haired man cursed and shook his head.
'Honestly! How I'm ever going to manage if crap like that keeps returning all the time!' he though annoyed and hit the bench.
Bakura stood up from the bench and kicked the ground. It had been their first kiss, and at the same time the moment when he had without thinking promised something stupid.
He had tried to prove himself that he wasn't actually broke that promise, since he had mercifully forgot it for years, it had been again one of his nightmares fault that the flash back now kept returning to him. Besides what did some stupid promise, made by two teenagers, mean anyway.
Bakura sighed, it was no use to deny it. He wanted Marik back.
He admit it was his own fault that Marik was gone, he had choose between his revenge and his lover, and he had chose wrong one.
'But else could I have done?!' white haired man though frustrated: '…I could have asked his help. Like usually' small annoying voice reminded him from the back of his head.
'Usually… Those situations were lot different!' Bakura tried to convince himself: 'This one didn't involve him!' 'And no it does. Thanks to me'
White haired man swore to himself and when there was no any better object available kicked the bench next to him.
He yelped a bit when he accidentally hit the metal food.
Bakura bit his lip feeling and suddenly without thinking anything kicked again, again and again.
When sudden crack woke him back. He looked down to his feet.
"…Shit" the man muttered, seeing broken board falling of, and few other boards still hardly hanging on the metal frame.
Bakura looked quickly around to make sure no one wasn't there to see, and after being convinced of that quickly left before someone would come there.
And while walking he made decision, he had to do something.
*
Marik sighed frustrated while lining up for his food. He couldn't believe it had only been eight days, time had felt much longer. Not that it really mattered. He didn't really care of the time passing, he barely noticed the day changing when everyone of them was the same.
One thing was different he had to admit, when he came there on a first day his roommate tried to avoid him as much as possible, but now… …Marik felt like he couldn't have even one moment of privacy.
Or should he say 'lover'? He didn't want to. And even if he would have it wouldn't been true. During these eight days from their first time it had happened four times again. Marik wasn't sure how he let it happen, without really fighting.
He tried to convince himself it was so he'd have some energy left when he would get a chance to get out. But that was just a hopeless dream, all the possible options to get out were impossible still this.
And also idea of saving energy was just lie, sure he didn't got psychically as tired or hurt as if he'd fought against (since Mariku had made clearly that he couldn't care does another want it or not), but living constantly near another was turning his mind slowly numb.
And so, as he sit down to the only empty table left it didn't took a long time before he heard some one sitting down next to him.
Marik sighed silently. He didn't even bother to look, he knew who it was.
Mariku didn't bother to say anything but smirked satisfied to see another.
Trying as best as he could ignore another younger one slipped back to his own though.
'No, definitely not a lover, calling him that was just wrong.'
When you have a lover you should enjoy each others, like he and Bakura used to. But this was far away from that, only one who was enjoying of anything was Mariku.
Marik felt cold shiver's´, he wonder what would have Bakura done if he'd knew.
'Probably nothing…' he though disappointedly: 'He's not the same he used to be… …If he'd be anything like this wouldn't have happened'.
"Marik" Mariku suddenly said. Another quickly turned to looked at him. Since Marik wasn't sure had he just heard wrong, this was probably the first time when the another called him by his name.
"What?" he asked.
"See that man over there" thorn haired man said and pointed somewhere at the hall way. Marik looked just out of curiosity where he was pointing. He just didn't found it be anything special, from the canteen window he could see two men talking to each others wearing a suits. '…Weird. Weird and boring' younger one though: "What about them?" he asked.
And was even more confused when he saw how focused Mariku seemed.
Now he looked both of them more studying, but still didn't really see anything too special. And unless there suddenly was suddenly an escape plan hided in those cases, which was unlikely, he didn't really care.
"Are they someone's lawyers?" Marik asks again when he didn't get any answer at the first time.
"Yes. Another is" Mariku says eyes nailed to them.
"Okay. What so special about him?" Marik asks: "Is he your lawyer?".
Thorn haired man nodded but didn't say anything. Marik looked him confused, it wasn't like his roommate to talk even this much of himself.
Mariku felt his heart skipping a beat when two suit wearing men disappeared from his eyesight, like someone had hit him to chest.
Then he noticed another staring at him studying: "What?"
Marik sighed in his mind: 'Back to the normal I see'.
"Why are they here? I though you have been here long enough, so your case would be closed?" he asked testing if another would bother to explain.
"None of your…" Mariku started, but then just shuts up, bites his lip like he'd want to say something, but didn't.
Marik looked at him prepared for some kind of yelling, but it didn't come. Another just picked his tray and left without eating leaving younger man sit alone at the table.
Marik blink for a moment without being sure how to react, he was happy, he finally got the first moment of privacy but he was too full of though to actually enjoy it. 'Damn, my curiosity…' he though frustrated: '…Bakura was right, sometimes I think too much…'
Young Egyptian sighed and started slowly eat his food. Without interruptions, or so he wished.
"Ishtar Marik?"
Marik turned to voice, just to see a guard standing behind him: "You have a visitor"
"Visitor…?" Marik blinked confused.
*
After he finished eating he was told to follow a guard.
So we're few others so he assumed that it must have been official day to visit even if haven't known it.
Hallways felt strangely cold when he walked and tried to guess where he'd be going. And was happy to notice that unlike most of prisons in tv this one had actual room to talk instead of those that with phone's and glass between persons.
A guard opened to door to a room, it was actually a surprisingly large room, but felt small having tables and seats all over. The guard pointed the table were Marik was supposed to go, and gasped a bit when he looked.
Young man, with long white hair looking at him across the room with a pair of sharp brown eyes.
It took a moment to realize that he wasn't seeing wrong, but when he did Marik's eyes winded a bit and he just stared back at the man: 'Bakura!'
Also, now after u have read this I'll admit that the quality might have got little worse (or same or better, I don't know) but I had some problems with just continue the fic just where I left it. And sorry that the chap was so short 'cause this one is mostly so I can keep up writing after making clear to my self where I am going.
