Marik comes back to learn Bakura has had a one night stand with another woman
Not that she is jealous or anything, because she is totally straight
Marik sighed heavily as she entered the front door to her and Bakura's apartment. She had just had another meeting with Pegasus about the next evil council meeting. Honestly, sometimes she wondered why the guy didn't just wear a rainbow scarf all the time to amplify his already blatant campness.
"Fluffy? I'm home!" Marik called loudly her tone slightly mocking. She knew Bakura hated that nickname which is why she used it, her reaction was always so priceless. Calling her fluffy because she was so obedient and stubborn, just like a cat. She had called the white-haired female earlier but there was no reply.
As to why she had no idea, it's not like they had any life outside of trying to steal millennium items and plotting. But what confused her the most was Bakura had answered the phone earlier. She had been annoyed but still responded, which had confused her as to why she had sounded so upset.
I mean they generally spent hours on video games together and plotting to take over the world. What else would they have time to do? Being villains was a serious job you know, aside from all the meetings. Frig, it was so difficult being an evil genius sometimes, she had to think of everything.
Suddenly Bakura's bedroom door opened causing her to huff. Had she been sleeping this entire time? No wonder she had been so moody? Kitty had been sleeping. However, when she saw who came out of Bakura's room her eyes widened. This was a turn of events Marik had not been expecting, she was honestly quite thrown by it.
A young woman around her and Bakura's age, 20-21 came hurrying out of Bakura's room. She was very pretty and had quite a shapely form, which only annoyed Marik further. She had messy hair, from doing god knows what. After reading so many Yuri Manga novels she had somewhat of an idea. But she never knew that Bakura picked up women while she was away.
Honestly, she would be lying if she said she wasn't a little upset by it. It was painfully obvious this girl and Bakura had just had sex while she was out of the clothes were ruffled, her was messy and to top it off her pants were undone. She looked rather pleased with herself, while somewhat embarrassed at the same time.
She had a bag over her shoulder and her coat underneath her arm. She was obviously in a hurry to leave before she got found out (too late for that honey). Her face was flushed with a blush, meaning she hadn't expected Marik to be home so soon. But why wouldn't she come home anyway? She did live here.
Marik couldn't speak or move, she was completely in shock by the scene before her. She couldn't believe Bakura had gone out while she was away and picked up a woman at a bar. She wasn't gay, seriously not gay. But she thought she and Bakura told each other everything. Why would she feel the need to hide the fact she had a girl over?
The girl then spotted Marik and blinked in surprise, the two shared an uncomfortable silence before the girl finally broke the silence. "Roommate?" she asked bluntly. Bakura had told her that her roommate was out, thus she came back with her to the apartment. Sadly, she had come back before they could go a second round.
Marik pouted and folded her arms, trying to seem intimidating. She didn't really care for this girl's tone, just what the frig was wrong with her being Bakura's roommate? "What's it to you?" she retorted defensively. She wasn't really happy about a strange woman being in their apartment.
Not that she was jealous or anything, no way. She liked guys and one day she would get a totally hot boyfriend to show off. She was totally not jealous of Bakura taking a girl home. She would be showing off too when she finally got herself an awesome boyfriend and brought him back here to do the sexy things with.
The girl smiled at Marik, a mischievous look in her eyes "She said you were in denial" she teased playfully. Bakura had mentioned that she knew Marik was gay, she just refused to admit it. She had never thought to believe it, but given her expression and body language, she really was closeted. Damn what a shame.
Before the blonde could reply she darted out the doorway. However, before closing the door she smirked at the other female who looked utterly baffled "You're really missing out you know" she teased. As she did so, Marik blushed so hard steam came from her head. Just what the hell was that comment supposed to mean?
She was missing out on what? Who was in denial? She was totally straight and not at all into women! She clicked her teeth irritably "FLUFFY!" she yelled angrily. Now she was in an even worse mood than before, just what the hell was that bitches' problem? Did she knew whom she was messing with?
There was a heavy sigh and some footsteps, eventually Bakura appeared from the bedroom but not in the attire Marik had expected. Making it obvious she was not too happy about being disturbed by Marik suddenly coming home. It was taking a lot for her to not start gushing blood from her nose at the sight.
Bakura's hair was messier than usual (obviously due to her earlier activities) but her spiky ears were still pointed up. She wasn't wearing any jeans at all, nor was she wearing her undershirt like usual. Instead she was simply wearing her over shirt and a pair of white underwear. Her shirt was barely fastened, flashing her healthy breasts from the undone parts of her shirt.
Her long creamy legs were on display as were her very well developed breasts. Honestly this was the sexiest Bakura had ever looked, not that she was turned on or anything. But she had to admit, this was a good look for Bakura. She dare say that she wouldn't mind if Bakura walked around like this all the time, not that she liked it or anything.
Marik blushed and averted her gaze quickly to avoid herself from staring at the white-haired female in front of her. Frig, would it hurt to pull on some jeans? "What the frig was that about?" she replied quickly. Why did she have some girl over here instead of plotting another evil scheme? Hell, why hadn't she told her?
Bakura blinked in surprise then huffed "If you must know I met Aki at a bar. Why? What the bloody hell has it to do with you?" she retorted in a defensive manner. It's not like it meant anything, just a little fun. A lot of people had one night stands, no relationships just a night of pure sex nothing more.
Marik stiffened and her heart felt like it was being squeezed. She still didn't understand how or why Bakura had invited another girl over to their apartment when she wasn't around. Why did she feel so upset and angry? Why was she so flustered because Bakura pegged a pretty girl and slept with her while she wasn't around? She didn't understand.
Bakura gazed upon the Egyptian female, taking in her conflicted expression. Oh, this was bloody wonderful, a small smirk spread across her lips "Jealous?" she teased. She was so obviously jealous, it didn't take a genius to figure this out. Marik was totally in love with her, but she was too deep in the closet to admit she liked her.
Marik flinched and then glared at her angrily "I'm not frigging gay! I just hate the fact that the apartment stinks now!" she snapped angrily and stormed off. Stupid Bakura, frigging calling her gay! She wasn't jealous at all, she was just upset that she had spent time with someone else other than her! Totally not jealous at all!
Bakura watched the blonde storm off and slam the door to her own bedroom. Taking in her adorable blush as she did so. She then sighed heavily and face-palmed herself "This would be so much bloody easier if she just came out already" she muttered quietly.
