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Also I'm sorry for this taking so long D: But it's here now so enjoy ^ ^
Bakura's POV
I smiled to myself as Marik walked out of his house to stare upwards in amazement. He watched with wide eyes as the small puffs of snow floated downwards and gathered in small bunches on the ground around us.
Marik reacted the same way each time it had snowed. He had never seen snow before moving here because he had lived in Egypt. I couldn't help but laugh when he seen it for the first time.
We had sat in maths class and someone looked out the window, and had shouted "It's snowing!". Everyone else's reaction had either been to stare at it in dismay or become excited because it was close to Christmas. Marik, on the other hand had stumbled out of his seat and nearly face planted into the window trying to get a better look.
"Ready to go?" I asked him, coming back into reality.
He nodded and laughed "I wouldn't be standing out here in the cold if I wasn't."
We stared our long walk towards the cinema.
Marik had wanted to see a new movie really badly, so I offered to take him. It was some sort of romantic and comedy thing. I didn't pay attention to what it was because I'm personally not into those kinds of movies, but I'll watch it anyway if it will make Marik happy.
"Why is it so cold?" he complained while rubbing his arms to try to keep warm.
"I told to buy a scarf hat and gloves as soon as you could." In fact I was sure I had told him about 5 times now.
He made a small noise of disbelief "Well I didn't think anywhere could be this cold."
I rolled my eyes at his complaining, and took my scarf and handed it to him. He looked up at me gratefully before taking it and wrapping it around his neck, trying to keep in as much heat as possible.
"Thanks, but, won't you be cold now?"
"I'm used to the cold." I shrugged like it was no big deal.
I looked over at him and he was rubbing his hands now, and looked down at himself trying to find pockets. I laughed at him and he looked up to snap at me, but I had taken off one of my gloves and was holding it out to him. He pulled it on and said thanks again.
I reached out and grabbed his other hand without a glove, and he jumped slightly in surprise. Although I had no problem with showing how we felt for each other in public, Marik still became nervous.
"Don't worry, no one's going to stare. It's just to keep your other hand warm." I reassured him, and although that was part of the truth I also just enjoyed holding his hand.
He relaxed slightly, and we talked the rest of the journey. When we got to the cinema I looked at how long it was and internally groaned.
This was going to be a long, boring movie. I then thought to myself jokingly "Marik, I hope you appreciate the small sacrifices I make for you."
Marik's POV
I rambled on and on about the movie to Bakura, who just smiled and nodded in response. He clearly didn't enjoy it very much, but he sat through it with me regardless, and for that I was thankful.
I forced myself to talk about other things, not wanting Bakura to become overly bored, when my stomach suddenly made a loud rumbling noise and I realised how hungry I was. Bakura laughed loudly and I blushed, embarrassed.
"Want to get something to eat? There's a good restaurant near here." he gestured lazily off in one direction and I nodded.
The walk hadn't been long, and when we walked in it defiantly looked like a good place to eat. The entire thing was spotless, and well designed. It wasn't empty or overly crowded with people either. I could see the staff busy taking orders and handing out food.
We sat down in the corner of the restaurant away from others so we could talk freely about anything we wanted. We talked for a while then someone came over to take our orders. Bakura had ordered his usual Steak, I swear, he's obsessed with the stuff! I then realised I was being slightly hypocritical since I nearly always ordered salad, which I did again today.
"The Christmas party is coming up soon." Bakura was lazily moving the menu around the table, probably already bored waiting for his food.
"Christmas party...?" I had no idea what Christmas was, or why there would be a party for it. Bakura looked at me in disbelief for a second before making a small "Ah" sound of understanding.
"That's right, you wouldn't know about Christmas. Well, basically everyone celebrates and gives each other presents on that day. If you're a child you're told about Santa, who goes around on Christmas night giving out presents to kids who behave."
I sat in silence, this processing through my head. "Oh...then what's this Christmas party?"
He nodded "Our school holds one every year. Basically they have free food, play music and you dance. That's about it really. I think they have a raffle too, but I was always more interested in the free food."
I rolled my eyes "No surprise there then. When is it?"
"The Christmas party is on the 21st of this month, and Christmas it on the 25th."
"Really?" my eyes widened "My Birthday is on the 23rd."
He raised an eyebrow at me "Well, that's going to be one busy week."
"So, are you going to go to the Christmas party?" I asked, eager to see what its like.
"Of course." He grinned "Like I said, they have free food."
Bakura's POV
I walked out of my house and locked the door behind me. Ryou had left for the party earlier with his friends, who where all going to help set up. I looked over to see Marik sitting on his bike, waiting for me to get on.
I was scared to death by these things, but we would get there faster on this. If we walked we would both be freezing to death by the time we arrived.
I walked over to see he was wearing normal looking clothes for once. He had on black jeans, like myself, and had on a simple long sleeved white top with a black leather jacket. I had on a black and white striped shirt with a black jacket. Know I realise why people always accuse me of dressing "emo".
"Hurry up Bakura, we're going to be late!" Marik's teeth where chattering from the cold.
I walked over and slowly got on the bike "That wouldn't be my fault, you're the one who took so long getting here." I wrapped my arms around Marik and hugged him tightly, preparing myself for the journey ahead.
Marik sensed my discomfort and reassured me "I'll drive slow. Just hold on tight and close your eyes."
I was embarrassed about looking scared of something small like this, but as soon as the bike took off I was clinging tightly to Marik, not daring to open my eyes an inch.
The journey lasted a short 5 minutes, but had felt like an agonising hour for me.
I didn't get off the bike immediately, instead nuzzling into Marik, able to enjoy our closeness that this vehicle of death wasn't moving.
After moving my head so it was rested in the crook of his neck Marik finally spoke up.
"U-um, Bakura? Maybe we should go inside, It's freezing out here." He was heating up from embarrassment. I swear, no one is as easily flustered as Marik.
"Really?" I whispered into his ear "You feel pretty warm to me..." Moving my head downwards I nibbled his neck very gently, and I heard him stifle a moan.
He reached down and unwound my arms from around him, then quickly got off the bike. I pouted at him for ruining the moment, but followed.
"I hope this year won't be as boring as the last." I mused, remembering how dead it was. Nothing exciting happened. Everyone stood around dancing stiffly like robots, and overall the entire thing was just very awkward.
"Yes, but you're forgetting something." He grinned widely.
I raised an eyebrow at him "And that thing is...?"
"Last year, they didn't have me there!"
Marik's POV
The moment we walked in the door Bakura pounced at the food table, claiming as much food as he possibly could in one moment. I ran over to follow him, and watched as he began stuffing food from each plate into his mouth in a very undignified way.
"You know, for someone who eats like a pig, you're as thin as a stick. How's that supposed to work?" I asked, slightly jealous.
He shrugged at me "I guess I'm lucky." and resumed stuffing his face.
I rolled my eyes at him before casting my gaze around the room, taking in my surroundings. Music was blaring loudly in the background. Nearly everyone was here at this point, in groups talking or near the front of the hall dancing. We had ended up arriving slightly late. I noticed Ryou standing at the other side of the room with his friends. He caught me looking at him, smiled, and gestured for me and Bakura to join them.
It had been a challenge to get Bakura to leave the food table, and even when leaving he had taken a plate and tried to fit as much on it as possible.
Ryou laughed at Bakura's strange eating habit once we walked over.
"So what do you think of the decorating?" Ryou beamed, clearly proud of their work.
Looking around, he had every reason to be. They had done a wonderful job in turning this drab school hall into a suitable room for partying in.
"It's amazing, you guys must have worked the entire day to get it looking like this."
Looking towards the front of the hall I noticed a massive tree, covered from top to bottom in lots of different colourful decorations and lights. I pointed it out and asked what it was.
"That's a Christmas tree," Bakura said through mouthfuls of food. "People get a tree for their home on Christmas and decorate them like that. I've never bothered with them though. It's too much hassle."
It looked amazing. I made my mind up to get a tree like that and do the same in my home, even though it was probably too late at this stage.
I looked around and noticed nearly all Yugi's group just standing over here in the corner. Duke was sometimes included in their small friendship circle but most of the time he was busy trying to seduce girls, and was seen with a new one every week.
"Why aren't any of you guys dancing?" I asked them.
Yami and Yugi had both said they didn't like dancing, Tristan and Anzu both shrugged and said they would later. Bakura and Ryou both complained that they couldn't dance, but Joey on the other hand boasted.
"The people in this school can't handle my dance moves! I would blow them all away if I joined them. I wouldn't want to make them feel bad about their own dancing."
I quickly found myself rising to his challenge. "Really? I'm a pretty good dancer myself. Probably better than you..." I said slyly, wanting him to overreact..
I could see fire in his eyes "Is that a challenge?"
"If you want it to be." I grinned like a cat at him, ready to dominate the dance floor. I was confident with my dancing, so I was sure I would win.
The rest of the group paused their conversations to watch our exchange with interest. Everyone looked eager to see us go through with the challenge apart from Ryou, who was most likely scared that we would fight about it.
"Okay, we'll see who's the better dancer. Come on then!" He shouted the last part while running off towards the dance floor, and I quickly followed.
Bakura's POV
A dance competition? That should be interesting. I've never seen Marik dance before, but he sounded and looked pretty confident.
Looking over I seen Joey pushing people aside, forcing them to make room for himself and Marik. They quickly realised what this meant and formed a neat circle around them, all cheering. The song that had played just ended, and the next one began playing.
Joey had started, throwing out as many simple hip-hop moves he knew all at once. They moves where good but he was completely off rhythm. The rest of the students cheered regardless, clearly loving this little challenge. I had to admit, it had livened up the place slightly.
After a shirt while Joey stood up straight, finished with his random routine. He grinned widely and gestured at Marik to begin his own.
Marik immediately began dancing, extremely confident with himself and his moves. He twisted, turned and moved in time with the music. He continued for a while, and the more he danced the wider Joey's eyes became. He looked like he wanted to melt into the floor at this point.
Everyone was chanting Marik's name loudly and he finished dancing. I had to admit he was an incredibly good dancer. He smiled shyly at everyone around him, then moved out of the crowd with Joey to join us again.
"Woah, Marik, you're really good at dancing!" Ryou said, eyes still wide after watching Marik on the dance floor.
Joey was grumbling to himself, and eventually walked off somewhere to talk to other students.
After complimenting Marik's dancing skills he tried his best to drag me over to the front of the hall to join the masses of students that had now resumed their original places dancing.
"Marik, I already told you, I can't dance!" I grabbed the table beside me to hold ground as Marik pulled and tugged my other arm.
"Come on Bakura, loosen up a little!" He giggling at my reluctance, and sounded unbelievably cute while doing so, but I still wasn't giving in.
"Mistletoe!" One of the many students suddenly proclaimed from the far side of the hall. I heard gasps from the front of the room where people had gathered to see who had been caught underneath it.
The crowd made it difficult to see who was stuck below it, so I reacted quickly and got up on the table, and nearly fell off it again when I caught a glimpse of who it was.
lololol cliffhanger. Because why not?
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School is starting up again now, so that will probably affect my updating times :/
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