HEEEEEYYYYYY... whats up guys? its been forever! sorry this is crazy late. im getting really bad at this. I have hag a crazy busy week. I GOT A NEW PHONE THOUGH! i was so excited. you peobably dont care though hahha too bad but i told you any way :D. im dreading schooll . i wont be able to do anything any more. ugh. so heres the next chapter. theres an almost lemon is anyones against it. its really not that bad but i though i would just put this in here incase anyones like EWWWWWWW LEMON! GORSS! ites really only like a paragraph i think. but any way here it is. ENJOY!

I DONT OWN YUGIOH! *TEARS*

-Kat

Chapter 10 Bakura's Pov

We I drove Marik's car back to Ryou's apartment. He was silent the entire ride and I didn't know what to say. He wouldn't look at me any way. He was hiding himself from me. I would be doing the same. He stared out the window, unmoving. I sighed and turned into the parking lot and into a spot Ryou pulling in next to me. We got out wordlessly and walked up to the apartment wordlessly and Marik sat on the couch staring at the wall. Ryou sat down next to him and put a hand on his shoulder.

"You'll be fine Marik." He said encouragingly and he got up and grabbed Melvin's arm. He looked to me. "Try to cheer him up you're probably the only one who can." I looked at him shocked.

"Me? Have you not gotten that he currently hates me?" I whispered at him. He looked directly in my eyes.

"Bakura, Marik was depressed for the first year you were gone. He tried to hide it but there was obviously something wrong. When he found out you died he broke down. He went to you after he told his siblings to leave. You may not see it and he may not either but he needs you and you only. Go talk to him. Melvin and I are going to go out. Just try Bakura." He said leaving the room tugging Melvin along with him. I turned to Marik who was staring at the TV, which was off, not moving again. He must be in shock. I turned to the kitchen and opened the cabinet I had put the liquor in. I grabbed two glasses and a bottle and walked back to the living room and sat them on the table. I poured two glasses and handed one to Marik. He eyed it.

"You really want to bring alcohol into this Bakura? With how well it helped out last time?" he asked. I smirked.

"Well that was last time and this is this time. Who says it will end up the same?" I said holding the glass closer to him. He eyed it again and took it from me. He downed it in one gulp and put it back on the table. "Another." He said emotionlessly. I looked at him shocked and helped the neck of the bottle over the glass.

"What do you say?" I asked smirking. He glared and grabbed the bottle from my hand, drinking straight from the bottle. I grinned and took a sip from my glass. "You seem, egger. "He glared again.

"I just told my siblings, the only family I have left, to get out and never come back." He stated.

"Yes, because they took control of your body so they could take you, against your will, to Egypt. What else could you have done?" I asked him standing up and leaning against the wall that he was staring at. He looked back at me with sadness and anger.

"They just wanted to help me. They were completely wrong but they did it for the right reasons. I shouldn't have been so harsh." He said taking a swig.

"Marik they were going to take you to a different continent because of me and Melvin were going to be at the same school as you. They went too far. You had every right to do what you did." I said trying to make him see reason. He scoffed, and took another gulp.

"That may be but I'm alone now. And they probably won't come back." He said looking down at the bottle now a half empty. I push away from the wall and stood in front of him till he looked up.

"You have me, Melvin, and Ryou. We're not going anywhere." He glared up at me.

"I have you guys? Melvin is like my living nightmare, Ryou's always with Melvin now and you just want to get in my pants. My siblings are on a plane back to Egypt thinking that I hate them and everyone else is dead. I'm alone but I guess you would know what that feels like wouldn't y-"I silenced him with the back of my hand.

"How dare you say that! I'm trying to help you Marik." I said glaring at him. He stood up, took a big gulp, and got in my face.

"How dare I? How dare you coming here acting like you are amazingly helpful and all you're doing is standing there. Do something!" he yelled I balled my fists and tried to stand taller.

"What do you want me to do? Go and stop their plane? Break Melvin and Ryou up so you can have him yourself? I can't do that Marik. "Looked at me sadly then crushed his lips to mine. He pushed me against a wall putting his hands on either side of my face.

"Let me forget. Just for a little. Help me let go of the world around me. "He murmured against my lips before pressing the rest of his body against me. My hands automatically snaked around his waist and I started kissing back but it felt wrong. All I could taste is the alcohol on his lips. He may not be completely drunk but it was affecting him. He wouldn't be doing this if I hadn't given him the drinks. I pulled him away and he looked at me confused, panting. Then his face turned to complete lust as he grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head. He kissed me again this time with more urgency, almost anger. It was like he was pouring all his frustration and anger into this kiss. This didn't make anything right though. His lips left my mouth and went to my neck.

"Marik you're drunk. You don't want this." He chuckled against my neck.

"Funny. I said the same thing to you. You just did this." He said as he roughly gripped my crouch. I moaned loudly and bucked into his hand. He smirked and continued kissing my neck. I struggled against his hands. My resistance was fading fast. I've wanted this for a long time but not if Marik will regret it. I pushed him away and flipped out positions so he was pinned.

"Marik you don't want this. I'm not letting you do something you'll regret in the morning. "He glared at me.

"I thought you wanted this Bakura." His expression turning sad. "Or have you given up on me?" I looked him in the eye.

"Marik you have no idea how much I want this. Part of me is screaming to throw you on the ground and fuck the living day lights out of you. But I know you don't really want that. I haven't given up on you Marik. You have. "I said pushing away from him. He looked at me almost with, longing. The lust gone from his eyes.

"Maybe you really do care Bakura." I blushed and looked away.

"Yes I do Marik no go sit down. I'm going to make coffee. I don't want to get jumped again. I won't be able to fight back."

Ryou's POV

I went to grab my phone again and this time Melvin took it. "stop. They are fine. Quit worrying." He said slipping the phone into his pocket. He leaned back in the chair at the coffee shop we were sitting in. I started stirring my tea, needing something to do with my hands.

"How did things get so bad so fast? We haven't even had an ounce of peace since you guys have gotten back."

"Things will get better. Hey! I know a way you can get your mind off them. I'll drive." He said getting up and holding out a hand. I took the last drink of my tea and took his hand. He pulled me to the car and drove us to a small shopping center. I looked at him confused.

"Melvin I never pictured you as the shopping type. "He snorted and pulled me towards the end.

"I'm not. We're here for this." He said as we stood in front of a place called Crazy tag. I raised an eye brow at him. He grinned. "You're telling me that you don't find running around shooting imaginary lasers at random kids fun?" I grinned but shook my head.

"I've never gone laser tagging before. "His grin widened.

"Then this will be fun." He said and pulled me into the place. 15 minutes later I had my hair in a pony tail, a huge clunky plastic contraption on my chest the connected to a shotgun sized laser gun in my hand. I was crouched behind a wall above the rest of the room. It was dark and the only lights were the black lights that made any white glow. Needless to say I was a walking target. Melvin and I split up right away. I ran up to where I could see everything and was just trying to shoot people I randomly saw. Every now and then I would see Melvin laughing manically as he chased terrified children. I would laugh and shoot randomly into the hoard of screaming kids and pick a few off and I would get a thumb up from Melvin. After about 30 minutes of just shooting random kids I heard laughter behind me.

"Your hair is like a frigging fire!" I turned to see Melvin doubling over in laughter. I laughed too and reached to grab my pony tail.

"Jerk." I said to him and he grinned he walked over to the wall I was looking over.

"You have a nice little set up here. You can see everything." I nodded, smiling but then I realized something.

"Melvin, how do you know so much about Laser tag?" he looked at me and grinned.

"The afterlife. We could make it anything we wanted it to be. The first year, before Bakura came, I made it just like the modern world. That includes laser tag. It was a year well spent." I grinned.

"I'm surprised you didn't just go to hell." He smirked.

"I did for a month. It's not too bad. Satan's real funny. I made friends with him and he let me out. Bakura too. We had lunch every week." I burst out laughing. He looked at me confused.

"I just imagined you, Bakura, and Satan just sitting at a table outside eating under an umbrella. That shall be committed to memory." I said still laughing. He grinned and walked closer to me. I stopped laughing and smiled, knowing what he was going to do. He pushed me against the wall and held his face inches from mine. I grinned and switched out positions. I crushed my lips to his and he grinned against mine before kissing back. He ran his tongue along my bottom lip and I went to open my mouth but I heard a voice from behind me.

"This is a place for laser tag not for making out with our girlfriend. Either stop or leave. There are kids around." We turned to see what looked like one of the workers looking highly irritated. We stood up and she looked at us expectantly.

"What?" I asked. Her face went to shock.

"Holy crap you're a dude. Whatever it doesn't matter. Look just play or go make out at your house. I don't care which. Melvin hooked his arm in mine and pulled me down one of the alley ways.

"We choose making out at home." He yelled over his shoulder and we left the Laser tag and headed to my car. We decided to get ice cream before we went home. We stood at the shop Melvin with hot fudge Sunday and me with a plain vanilla cone. He sat at one of the tables and ate. It was late so there weren't many people there. It looked like they were closing and one worked had come out hand started cleaning tables. We ate in silence just enjoying the night. I looked at Melvin as he ate and I realized. This was our first real date. I laughed. I just called me watching Melvin run around horrifying children and making out in a laser tag a date. Then I realized that Melvin did all this just so I would stop worrying about Bakura and Marik. I smiled.

"You know what Melvin. You're a lot different from what I thought you were." He looked up as grinned.

"You too creampuff, but may I ask how so?"

"Well for one I was positive that you were a crazy blood lusting killed who wouldn't think twice about killing me. Now you are somewhat nice and tried, and succeeded, at making me stop worrying." He smirked.

"And if you tell anyone I'll kill you." I laughed.

"See if the Melvin I thought you were had said that I would have shit my pants but I know you couldn't kill this pretty face" I said batting my eyes at him. He laughed and took a bit of his ice cream.

"And that's how I thought differently. I thought you were some innocent little teen who couldn't hurt a fly. But apparently you are too innocent and I'm pretty sure if you got mad enough you would beat the living shit out of anyone. "I laughed. I went to respond but my phone went off. I reached to my pocket but it wasn't there. Then I remembered Melvin took it at the coffee shop. Melvin reached down and pulled it from his own pocket. He smirked at me and answered. "Hello?" A pause. "Marik's where?" pause again. "Why did you give him alcohol?" He yelled. Pause again. "And you can't get him down?" he groaned. 'We'll be there soon. Just don't let him fall." He said hanging up the phone. He looked at me irritated.

"What happened?" I asked worried. What could Marik and Bakura have done now?

"We need to go to the park and Kick Bakura's for letting Marik have alcohol. Marik's drunk and he got himself stuck." He said getting up and walking to the car.

"Stuck where?" I asked waking to the driver's side and getting in.

"He's on top of the Playground the park across school drunk and yelling at the sky. There was something about Foxy Boxes and Mel Gibson. I don't know but we need to help Bakura get him down." I groaned and we drove to the park to help the drunken Egyptian.

If there was one this i could do with Melvin (That's g-rated ;)) i would go laser tagging with him. it sounds like the funnest thing in the frigging world. seriously. i would record him terifing children and running around like a crazy person.