Here is chapter 10, fast and daily like I said! I TOLD YOU I would update fast! Tee hee hee.
SORRY TO SAY! But this is the last chapter NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~!
I wish it wasn't so. But it is.
But let's not be sad yet! We still have this last chapter~! It's short, but nice! AND IT INVOLVES CARDS!
Here we go!
I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!, YGOTAS, Hetalia World Series, Google, Bakura's hair (I wish), or Marik's [EFF!] sound EFFect. I do, however, own Marik's random Hetalia fan-ness, and his pancake-making skills.
R&R
ENJOY~!
Later, Marik snuck into Bakura's room and took another peek at the "10 Most Hated Shippings" list. He needed a refresher on it.
It read:
10)Deathshipping
9)Fragileshipping
8)Angstshipping
7)Yuumeishipping
6)Casteshipping
5)Psychoshipping
4)Cleptoshipping
3)Vexshipping
2)Hateshipping
1)Darkshipping
When he was done reading, Marik wondered aloud, "How does he remember all of the people in these?" He glanced down and was surprised to see another list right where the first one was. He picked it up and read it. This one was a list of Bakura's "Five Most LIKED Shippings". Marik had never seen this list before.
It read:
5)Deathshipping
Why does he have that twice? Marik wondered.
4)Drinkshipping
3)Harpoonshipping
2)Tendershipping
And the number one on the list...
1)Thiefshipping
Marik smiled when he read that. Nice to know that Bakura cared more for him than for Ryou. But it was obvious anyway.
Suddenly, the list was snatched from his hands so quickly that the paper cut his hand. "[EFF!]ing dammit!" he shouted before turning around. He was face-to-face with Bakura. "Uhhhhhh..."
Bakura sighed and shook his head. He gently took the other list out of Marik's other hand and put them back where they were. "Marik, get out of my room please."
"Make me." (=3=)
Bakura did just that. He picked up Marik and carried him out of his room bridal-style. He wanted to carry Marik far so he could run back to his room before Marik could, so he carried him all the way to he living room.
While they walked, Marik smiled and wrapped his arms around Bakura's neck. Bakura smiled back. "How's your neck?"
Marik touched a hand to the bandage on his neck where Bakura had bit him yesterday. He didn't know because he hadn't taken it off. But it felt better and didn't ache anymore. "Getting better. But you bit so hard... That hurt you know. You keep injuring me..." He reached up to touch Bakura's hair.
Bakura shied away from the touch, thinking that Marik was after...
Oh wait nevermind. Marik was only petting him again.
When Bakura stayed silent while being petted, Marik got confused. "Huh? Kura... My kitty is broken."
"I'm not broken, Marik," Bakura said with a laugh. "I'm not a kitty cat. And I've learned to control my...instincts..."
They had reached the living room. Bakura tried to toss him on the couch, but Marik was still holding onto his neck so he was pulled down with him.
"Well I like it when you purr like that. Makes you seem more normal."
"Alright, Marik," Bakura said with a sigh. "I admit that I may act and feel like a feline, but I am actually not a cat."
"I don't believe you."
Unable to think of anything else to say, Bakura simply said, "Shut up, Marik," and pressed their lips together.
Marik started petting Bakura again. This time he heard the purr, but it was very low and almost inaudible. He stopped stroking and pulled away. "Ha! I heard you doing it again!" He reached for Bakura's bat wings again and gently traced one with his finger.
Bakura closed his eyes and shuddered with a small smile. He gently slapped Marik's hand away. "Not now, Marik. Maybe later. I'm doing something important."
"Me?"
"Haha. No. Apparently the Pharaoh Mind Crushed your Steves again and got away."
Marik's face went all serious. "What?!" He let go of Bakura and sat up. Bakura sat next to him. "When did you find this out?"
"Look." Bakura turned on the TV and flipped to the news channel.
"So apparently, the two officers were trying to arrest this boy when they both blacked out. Tell us again sir what happened."
Officer Stevenson appeared on camera. "Well as Officer Steve was taking him back to the car, I heard him say something. I turned around. All I remember after that was him saying 'MIND CRUSH!' and then we blacked out. When I came to, I remembered was the dead body and falling down. I also discovered that I no longer felt like being a Rare Hunter anymore. Whatever that is."
Marik slammed his fist against the seat of the couch. "Dammit! The Pharaoh keeps Mind Crushing my Mind Slaves into freedom! Out of all seven of us, why does he get the Mind Crushing powers?"
"There there," Bakura coaxed as he rubbed Marik's back soothingly. "It's really ironic because of Slavemas."
"Oh so that really happened?"
"Yup."
"Huh."
"And I'm pretty sure it's the Puzzle, not him. He didn't have those powers 5000 years ago. Otherwise I would have lost much more miserably."
"Speaking of losing..." Marik said with a smirk. "I'm bored. Wanna play a children's card game?"
Bakura cheered up considerably. "Are you seriously challenging me to a Shadow Game?"
"No! Card game, not Shadow game. A regular one."
"Ooooorrrr..." Bakura took his deck out of his pocket and waved it at Marik. "You ever heard of Strip Poker?"
"Yes?" Marik replied innocently. "Why?"
Bakura suggestively raised an eyebrow at him.
"Wha- Ohhhhhhhhh... I get it. Yeah let's play."
And the sexiness goes on...
The End~!
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH IT'S OVER! This is sad. But it was a very good story! I had fun! Right, Kura?
*mumbles and throws knife at me*
*dodges* He had fun too.
But don't fret! Maybe I'll do a follow-up story! Like a sequel or something! Tee hee hee! But I don't know if I'm up to the task or if I feel like i-
"Don't you already have it ty-"
RYOU! SH! Get back in there! *shoos him away*
Ahehe... hehehe...
Anyway so this is ta-ta-for-now! Thanks to all the reviewers, favoriters, followers, and readers! Special thanks to Rueky and D&S!
See you next time!
BYEEEEEEE~!