Part seven

At first Marik couldn't believe it the world around him was so big and he almost constantly had a grin or an air of happiness around him. He hated to admit it but it kind of ticked Bakura off at times. Still, he found Marik incredibly adorable especially when the two of them did something new of which Marik's never seen or done before. Often times the thief found himself amused or entertained by him. And when they were separated, Marik filled his thoughts. "My god am I falling for him?" He asks aloud to himself Marik, currently busy occupying the nearby dune taking care of his business there. Bakura thought over his question long and hard, up till the point the other Egyptian returned.

"Hey Fluffy" stated the blonde Egyptian, "I was curious about something..."

Bakura rolls his eyes. Marik was curious about a lot of things, but then again who could blame the poor kid he's been living his whole life in a fucking tomb. Bakura would inwardly frown about the fact when it came to mind, because he slightly felt sorry for him. He then looked him in the eyes, "Yes Marik?" He didn't quite know why, but he had grown slightly accustomed to being called fluffy, and didn't really carry the same murderous air when Marik called him that as he did before.

The blonde man smiles and looks to Bakura, "Have you ever kissed anyone before?"

He smirks, "I think the better question would be have I ever fucked someone before, which yes Marik I have. I think that should answer your other question as well." He responds with a slight cocky smirk and good humor, while the blonde blushes deeply. "So why do you ask?"

Marik just stared at Bakura mouth agape and embarrassed to all heavens. "Great job kid" the voice in his head, being what he has now found out to be his dark side echoed in his ear.

"I-I-I didn't..." he begins blushing deeply struggling to keep eye contact. "I mean I was just curious, and I've never had my first kiss." he replies before looking down and away from the silver Egyptian.

"And now you're probably making him think your desperate Marik good job~" The voice laughs almost cruelly which makes Marik shrink down inside just a little bit upset/afraid while physically he takes a couple steps away from Bakura.

Then Bakura gives him a weird look and wonders if Marik's okay, "What's wrong" he asked with a slight chuckle, "Are you seriously afraid of me?" There becomes a slight awkward silence between the two as the younger blonde Egyptian stares at the ground in embarrassment. He sighs, "Alright Marik, that's enough look at me." The younger shakes his head as the tormenting from the voice gets worse. It is then that the thief starts to grow concerned for him, taking him by the wrist pulling him close and lightly clasping is chin to make him look him in the eyes. "Look blondie it's okay, whatever it is that is bothering you couldn't be THAT bad so just get on the camel with me already so we can get to the next town."

The still slightly troubled man blushes deeply and sniffles as a reaction before nodding his head and doing as was asked still not able to think of anything that he could say. Once on the camel he wrapped his arms around the thief's waist as usual, but this time buries his face into Bakura's back crying softly.