"Is there a reason we are here?" I chuckled in response. Half of the reason for my muffled laughter was due to the question while the other part was quite possibly from the blood rushing to my face. I smirk cross my lips but to the other it must have appeared as a frown of some sort.

"I'll tell you all in due time Bakura," I chirped happily. This dizzying feeling was fantastic but I knew it couldn't last forever. Heh, at least I could enjoy myself some for a little while and this feeling was letting me forget certain things.

From my point of view it looked like the silver haired male was smiling. His face was contorted a bit so he must have been getting upset. How wonderful. "Do you mind getting off those things and perhaps I don't know… Talk to me like, what do they call people who behave normal?" He rambled on. He tapped his foot onto the cobblestones.

"You forget my dear, I'm far from normal." With that said I chuckled and turned my head to see just how far off the ground I was. "But if you insist then fine," I grumbled playfully but my mood still was rather cheery.

Clutching to the bar that my knees were wrapped around, I pulled myself upwards and slipped out. The metal bar remained in my grasp even though my feet were now firmly on the ground. However my blissful head rush was leaving me.

"I never realized it before but you hair must be impossible to mess up," the pale thief mused. I raised an eyebrow in questioning as he reached out and ran a milky white hand though my hair. The golden locks seemed to glisten against his digits when the rays from the sun hit it just right. It was almost mesmerizing but I preferred to see his natural silver hair against him when in the moonlight. That was a sight to behold.

"Come on, lets have a seat," I wasn't tired, I just wanted to be able to keep him in one place as we talked. Sitting down would prevent him from being able to run off. Bakura wasn't allowed to get a word in just yet as I linked his arm with my own and the two of us walked over to a nearby bench. There was a piece of taped on paper but I snatch it up and threw the freshly crumpled sheet to the side.

The king of thieves looked suspicious of my actions but took a seat all the same. Now this seemed like a great opportunity to pull something unexpected that I just could not dream of passing it up… So I sat on his lap. His mud brown eyes narrowed in on my violet ones which caused me to chuckle. Perhaps I was still experiencing some Side effects from being upside down on those monkey bar things.

I could tell my pet was going to tell me to get off so I pressed two fingers to his lips to keep him silent. "Shh, I brought you here so I could talk with you so for that to happen, you need to let me talk first." His expressions must have melted away for he was becoming harder to read yet he did remain quiet. "Good boy. Now… I'm going to ask you a question and you will answer it." Instead of waiting for a confirmed answer I grinned and pushed myself a little closer.

My own hand reached up and curled around the rim of his shirt collar. Using his garment as leverage , I pulled on it to bring him closer to myself. A small amount of space just hardly visible between our faces.

"Well then ask me your question," He muttered. How could someone like him be so confident to attempt to boss me around when I could so easy beat or kill them? But that was one of the things I enjoyed about him. This deathly pale man was the only real person able to test my will and self-control.

"Very well. Does your hikari.. Enjoy your company?" This inquiry was straining to leave my mouth and was a little choppy. The only reference to it I could think of was static or white noise as these fools called it when the television would go into a mess of blurs and scream like a wounded animal. I knew my choice in words was off but that wasn't the main importance of them.

A scowl finally came to the surface as my evil angel looked me over. Was he checking me for a catch or perhaps he thought it was my turn to spring a weapon out to use against him? "Yes.. Ryou enjoys my company but not all the time." Not the exact meaning of company that I was looking for.

"No! I mean does he- Never mind, it's incredibly ridiculous," I snarled while releasing his shirt from my fist. I glared off into the distance as a group of young kids were entering the park. Great, distant company to keep track of me.

"You're holding something back and it's annoying me. I thought you didn't play these foolish mortal games." Kura purred within a small whisper. His hand reached up and caressed the side of my cheek before turning my attention back to him. "Now tell me what this really is about," he requested.

Oh how I wanted to be mad at him, my hikari, at all hikaris in general but.. I could only feel a twinge of this desired hatred running in my veins. "I think my hikari likes me in the way you want me to want you." I looked down at the brightly colored object that we sat on like it would contain all of my answers.

"You mean he loves you," The thief cackled lightly before getting louder with his laughter. "You mean you couldn't tell he desired you before until just recently?" I don't see how he had worded out the question since he was still laughing at me. Just how did he know this?

The mentioning of the cursed word known as 'love' made me want to vomit as my stomach turned. I didn't want to have my hikari feeling those emotions for me. I didn't see how it was even possible for him to feel that way after all the things we've been through. Like my previous casual attempts on his life during battle city and his rants on how much he wanted me to keel over.

"Then answer my one question. Does Ryou," I hesitated to cringe at what I was going to say next. "Love you?" I frowned then hissed as something cracked against the back of my head. Cranking my head around, Kura and I both glared daggers at the small boy who had obviously been the culprit who had hit me. A ball rolled about on the ground and was slowing down to a standstill.

"Eww gross, gay men!" The small child cried with an accusing finger pointed in our direction. A growing disgust took over as I rose up from my partner's lap. "Can you give my ball back, it's not like you don't have two extra ones from your fagot boyfriend." Oh how I was starting to enjoy this kid. He'd make the most perfect sacrifice to Obelisk. The tormenting god would have great pleasure wiping off that smirk on the little brat's face.

The joke about the balls made little sense. Just what was he talking about there? That thought didn't have a chance at lasting while I made way to the sphere with cow spots designed onto it. Very odd for a cow but what did it matter as long as it was hard. Heh…

"I'm sorry, I believed you wanted this back?" My words were surprisingly soft and laid back as I lent down and picked up the object. "Just hold still and I promise to jam this into your throat instead of your whiney little ass!" Each word now coursed with poison as well as blind anger.

The stupid mortal's eyes grew like plates as he turned on heel and ran in the opposite direction but I followed with three fast steps and reared back with on arm. The motion ran like mercury or blood from a deep wound. This sphere zipped though midair and with a thunderous racket, ricochet off the punk's head and back into the sky before rolling off a few yards.

Confidence and pleasure were feeding my bloodlust as I gave a toothy grin before turning back to face my supposed lover. "I'll finish you off the next time we meet." Laughter was stitched in with my heated voice. If I were a cat then I'd be purring with the pleasure from bashing that freak in the head. It was indeed the ancient rule of Egyptians, an eye for an eye, an ear for in ear.

My albino looking pet was staring at me like he had no emotions. His face was straight and very difficult to determine what he was thinking. "Bakura.. What did that sack of shit mean when he said that I have extra balls thanks to you?" The question came from almost nowhere but now that it arose, I couldn't help but wonder about it.

I expected him to turn into a look of nausea or perhaps something else similar to it. Instead he crossed his legs and folded his hands onto his lap. "He thinks that we have sex together," he replied bluntly.

"Sex? As in what gender one is?" Well that made no sense at all! Of course Kura and I were the same gender, we were both males! At least I was more then sure that Kura was a guy since he didn't have breasts like a woman! That and well… When he went to the men's restroom with me several times he defiantly had a dick!

Brown orbs rolled around in their sockets. "No as in he thinks that you and I screw around. Let me dull it down for you Marik since you still look a little perplexed!" The demon half of Ryou hissed. "Sex is called mating, I know you know what that is. I've seen you watch the Discovery channel when you thought no one was around Mariku." So now Bakura was my own private stalker?

"But that involves a male and female not both of the same type!" I spat back in defense. I never seen a boy ride another let alone a female jump another woman.

"Think you thickheaded twit!" Bakura called back. His lips curled back in a twisted scowl as he arose from the bench. Why was he getting so vicious over a little question? "Doesn't it feel good when I touch you here?" asked the pale yami as he filled the gape between us and somehow let his hand find its way to the crotch of my pants. There it rubbed vigorously in a sweet but defiantly gruff gesture.

A vile groan worked itself up and out of my throat. Oh fuck yes that felt good but I knew those words would never find their way out for Bakura to hear. Such pleasure flowed inside of my body while I tempted myself to try to glare back at this other.

"I thought so. Well there is more to it then that when 'mating' and it gets better. Sometimes the feeling is so overpowering that it makes one want to scream." As if to prove his point on the subject, his hand gripped at the sensitive area in my pants making me thrust forwards into the groping object. I just hardly managed to swallow back my approval of needy pleasure. Kura was playing me like a marionette doll, manipulating my emotions with a simple move of the hand.

Damn, I wanted more. So much more yet to my disapproval the intruding hand backed away. The sensation it had given was retreating with it.

"I believe our talk is over Marik." The look on his face was no longer containing anger as it was in possible sadness. "Perhaps I'll let you barrow my own personal video so you'll get a better idea of what I want from you… I mean, of what that idiotic boy had meant about sex," he chuckled weakly. "Now that is a 'discovery' show you can't afford to miss… But right now my hikari is calling me. Something about me flooding our bathroom with shaving cream." the rest was all muttered under his breath as he turn to walk away.

"B-Bakura wait!" I cried after him but he merely gave me a backwards hand wave symbolizing that our conversation was done with for now. "Bakura your butt-" He didn't even look back. Poor fool must have thought I was trying to coax him into telling me more about his video for me.

I shook my head and cackled under my breath as several other kids laughed on the playground. "Suit yourself Bakura. You kind of look good in yellow…" A grin pulled at the corner of my lips as I watched the yami walk off completely oblivious to the yellow paint that clung to the back of his clothes.

The wind started to create a light breeze. The paper I had ripped off from the bench drifted by with it's two simple words just hardly readable from my crumpling of it. 'Wet paint'. The thief should have known better then to have trusted me. I would have told him but he deserved it and when I did wish to tell him, he wouldn't let me do so. My poor little oblivious pet. Heh heh heh…

(This chapter might have confused some of you and made others of you laugh in a few places. Hopefully it made you laugh but if you have questions then... ASK ME THEM! I will answer you. My loyal mindslave readers might notice that I'm in a cheery mood, I can't help it. I want to go out and play around at a park and it is that feeling which I kind of based this chapter on. Forgive me of it but I feel higher then a kite right now which isn't too normal for me but gods! I hope you enjoyed this, if not then complain about it to me. If you liked it then comment or merely do nothing, I don't mind. I shall thank you all for reading all the same. Ja for now. )