True feelings~Can't help the one you love
Chapter four
By: End1ess Dreamer
~*~*~* Marik & Bakura~*~*~*
Marik opened his eyes and looked at Bakura, who laid on top of him, his head on his chest, along with one of his hands. Marik reached up and grabbed Bakura's hand, smiling as he wrapped his other arm around him, doing his best to try to keep him warm, even though the covers were over Bakura already.
Marik then ran his other hand through Bakura's hair, smiling still as he tried his best to hold him closer to himself, afraid to lose him.
Bakura then opened his eyes and kissed Marik's chest lightly, running his hand around Marik's chest as he allowed a smile to appear on his face. (And not one of his evil crazy smiles either.. just a regular smile, for once. ^^')
"Oh, I have something I should tell you right now, Bakura."
Bakura blinked and lifted his head up off Marik's chest and looked at Marik, into his deep purple eyes. "What is it?" A worried look over came Bakura's eyes as he continued to look at Marik.
Marik sat up and looked at Bakura, a concerned look on his face. He then wrapped his arms around Bakura and pulled him towards his body. "Don't worry Bakura, it isn't anything bad. I just wanted to tell you that a friend of Malik's is babysitting Ryou and Yuugi, for how ever long you want to spend all day with me."
Bakura looked up at Marik, pulling away some, the smile returning to his face. "Good! Because I want to spend the rest of my life with you," Bakura said quickly, placing his head back on Marik's chest.
Marik laughed somewhat, running his hand through Bakura's hair some more.
Bakura smiled as he looked up at Marik. "Thanks for telling me Ryou and Yuugi had a babysitter. Otherwise I would've really freaked."
Marik just laughed somewhat.
Bakura blinked and lifted his head off Marik's chest, and looked at him. "Why are you always laughing at me?" Bakura whined somewhat.
Marik just say up placed his hand on Bakura's face, a soft smile on his face. "Its a good thing to make me laugh. then you know I'm in a good mood. But with you around, I'm always in a good mood."
"Really?" Bakura looked at Marik, and was put at ease by his soft smile and his deep purple eyes.
Marik then pulled Bakura in closer and pressed his lips to Bakura's lip, giving him a kiss.
Bakura smiled as Marik pulled away. Then Bakura crawled up further to Marik and licked his own lips and then ran his tongue along Marik's cheek, and then over his lips.
Marik smirks some as he opened his mouth and pushed himself forward to Bakura's mouth, locking his tongue in two mouths.
Bakura's and Marik's tongue starts to 'battle' against each other as they kissed one another.
Bakura climbed onto Marik's lap and sat there, kissing Marik as their tougne still fought each other. Marik wrapped his arms around Bakura's waist and linked them behind his back.
He pushed Bakura further up his lap, keeping their lips locked together. He moved his arms up and down Bakura's back, rubbing his back for him. He then got to his knees and pushed Bakura's back against the bed, pinning him down as he broke the lock between their lips, licking Bakura's cheek in return.
Bakura laughed a bit as he licked Marik's cheek once more.
"Oh! That's it!" Marik said playfully as he started to nibble on Bakura's ear a bit.
Bakura struggled to get his hands free from behind held down by one of Malik's hands. Malik used the other hand to run it up and down Bakura's chest, a slight smirk on his face.
Marik got over Bakura and placed one leg on each side of his thighs, closing them together tightly as he went up and licked Bakura's chest somewhat, and then licked his lips, getting into another free for all tongue fight.
Then suddenly a knock came at the door.
Marik looked up, breaking his kiss with Bakura.
Another knock came at the door.
Marik muttered as he ignored it, going back to his fight with Bakura, wanting to win.
And then when he was just about to touch lips a huge bang came on the door and a voice yelled out, " Marik! Bakura! I know you're in there!"
Marik muttered as he got off Bakura and released his hands.
He grabbed his long shirt and threw it on, motioning for Bakura to get back in bed and cover his body up.
Bakura nodded and did as he was instructed, very well as a metter of fact. Bakura had laid back down and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep.
Marik went and opened the door, seeing Malik standing there.
"What do you want Malik?" Marik asked in a harsh whisper.
"Why the hell didn't you answer the door the first time!?" Malik frowned.
"Because! Bakura is asleep! That's why!"
"Oh, so that's where Bakura is," came Yami's voice from behind Malik.
Marik raised an eyebrow and blinked slightly, noticing that both of them wearing long shirts. As he thought about it, a slight smirk over came his face.
Malik noticed the smirk and shook his head. "Whip the smirk off your face Marik, I'm not the only one who has been having fun..." Malik walked right past Marik into the room and held up another long shirt near Bakura's side of the bed. "Or is this shirt just my imagination?" Malik smirked.
"Yeah yeah yeah." Marik walked in and snatched the shirt from Malik's hands, placing it at the foot of Bakura's side. Then looked at Malik, sitting down on the end of the bed. "What's up Malik?"
Malik shrugged some as he looked around. "Just wanted to see what you were up to. But, I already have a guess on what. It figures on why you answered the door so late. Normally you get it on the second knock."
"Yeah yeah yeah. Is that all you wanted?" Marik said in a rushed tone, seeming eager to get back to what he was doing.
"Did we break on some fun of your's Marik?" Malik asked, a smirk growing across his face.
"As a matter of fact, you did!" Marik said as he started to shove Yami and Malik out. "So! You did your check up! Now you can go and leave us alone!!Isn't that great?"
Marik said all this as he shoved Yami and Malik towards the door and then finally out of it, back into the halls.
"Well.. if that wasn't just a bucket of fun," Yami said in a sarcastic voice, looking at Malik.
Malik shrugged and started back to the room. He then stepped in and allowed Yami to enter. After Yami was out of the door's way, he slammed it shut.
~*~*~*Ryou & Yuugi*~*~*~
Yuugi sighed as he looked over at Ryou. "I think something is up. And Yami nor Bakura want us to find out."
Ryou blinked and looked up at Yuugi. " Why would you say something like that about our Yami's, Yuugi!? We have to watch out for them like they watch out for us!I can't believe you would actually go and accuse them of something like that! I can't believe you even said that!"
Yuugi shook his head as he walked back to the window and looked out it, letting out a heavy sigh. " I just know something is up. I can't put my finger on it but I know something is up. Just what!?" Yuugi talked to himself as Ryou went and sat back down on the couch, watching the door.
**Oh Bakura, where could you be? I'm so worried about what has happened to you. I'm trying to keep all the bad ideas of what could have happened to you out of my mind, but it's so very hard, Oh Bakura where could you be?!**
Yuugi blinked and looked over at Ryou, and noticed him crying. Yuugi walked over to Ryou and sat down next to him. Ryou laid himself against Yuugi and cried.
"I'm so worried about him Yuugi! I just can't get all those bad possibilities of what could have happened to him out of my mind!
Yuugi hugged Ryou and rocked back and forth somewhat. "Shh. It's okay Ryou-chan. Bakura-sama will be alright. You'll see. He'll come back any time now...any time at all.."
**Yami.... where are you? I miss you so much. what could've possibly happened?! There is no way that Malik or Marik could have beaten you! There is just no way!**
Ryou then, out of nowhere, hugged Yuugi and tightened his grip, but not tight enough to where he could breath. Ryou then shoved his face into Yuugi's chest, still crying.
~*~*~* Yami & Malik *~*~*
Yami dragged Malik into his room and grabbed his own clothing, tossing the shirt off and getting dressed. He even put on his black collar and then his puzzle around his neck. He grabbed Malik's clothes and tossed them to him.
Malik grabbed his clothing as he watched Yami walk out of the room.
"Yami! What's up?"
"Just get dressed! You'll find out later!" Yami shouted back to Malik.
Malik shrugged and tossed off his own shirt, throwing on his own clothing and walking out of his room into the kitchen where Yami was.
Malik wrapped his arms around Yami's chest and blinked.
"What are you up to?" Malik asked.
Yami smiled as he shook his head. "I said you'll find out."
"When?" Malik asked, releasing Yami as he grabbed his drink out of his hands.
Yami grabbed his drink back. "When you do," Yami answered, taking a drink of his pop.
Malik frowned a bit as he grabbed Yami's drink once more, and then releasing him from his hold, taking a drink.
Yami grabbed his drink back, placing it on the counter and grabbing Malik's wrist, dragging him out of the house, making sure to close the door and lock it.
He then drug him down that stairs to the front door, but not going out of it. He then released Malik from his grip and yawned some, leaning his back against the wall next to the door.
"What are we doing just standing here, Yami?" Malik asked, giving Yami a confused look.
Yami closed his eyes and hung his head a bit, crossing his arms over his chest, letting a small yawn out before answering, "For Bakura and Marik."
Malik blinked, still looking at Yami. "What for?"
"Like I said before, you'll find out."
"Oh... so does Bakura and Marik know what you are doing?"
"Marik does, seeing as he helped me plan it." A smirk over came Yami's face as he opened his eyes, giving a mischievous look to Malik.
Malik just blinked, staring at Yami, wondering what the hell he was up to.
~*~*~* Marik & Bakura~*~*~*
Marik muttered some, walking back to the bed, on Bakura's side of it.
He then stopped and blinked. A sweatdrop soon appeared on the side of his head as he realized Bakura did actually fall back to sleep.
Marik sat down next to Bakura and placed his hand on Bakura's cheek. He rubbed Bakura's cheek a bit and then ran his hand through Bakura's hair.
He then pulled his hand from Bakura's hair and grabbed the bottom of his ear and pulled on it.
'Wake up!" Marik shouted a bit.
Bakura shot right up into a sitting position on the bed and rubbed his ear, glaring at Marik.
"What was that for!?" Bakura shouted at him.
"To wake you up, what else?" he replied smugly.
Bakura muttered and continued to glare. "You couldn't give me a kiss or something better!?"
Marik shook his head and got off the bed.
He then bent down, grabbing some clothing off the ground.
Bakura then took his foot out from under the covers and tried to kick Marik in the ass.
He growled a bit, not being able to reach far enough to.
Marik then stood up and turned around, glancing at Bakura, wondering what he was doing.
Marik blinked some and looked at Bakura oddly. "What are you trying to do, Bakura?" Marik finally asked.
Bakura blinked and muttered some.
"I was trying to kick you in the ass."
Marik smirked some, walking over to Bakura. He leaned down, placing both his hands on the bed, on both sides of Bakura, leaning right into Bakura's face.
"Not the time for it right now, dear. We have places to go at the moment."
"And what makes you think I meant that way!?"
Marik smirked some and tossed the clothing into his face.
"Believe it or not, its time to get out of bed, and get dressed."
Bakura pulled the clothing off his face and growled some, glaring at Marik as he walked out.
He got out of the bed, finally (" *Coughs* FINALLY! x_x Bakura: . . . Shut up.. -_-;; Baka.. Me: -_- I'll have fun calling you names in German... and I'll even teach Malik German! X3! Malik: Wahoo! Marik: Too bad I'll also learn it... Me: . . .Kuso...) and tossed on the clothing Marik threw at him.
Bakura then walked out to the kitchen to grab a drink, finding Marik already dressed and in there.
Bakura walked up behind Marik and kicked him in the ass.
Marik turned around and grabbed Bakura, pushing him up against a counter. He then grabbed the millennium rod and stuck the bottom part of it, the dagger, through a hole in Bakura's millennium ring around his neck. Marik then held the ring up with the dagger part of the rod, a slight smirk on his face as he looked at Bakura. Bakura growled some, turning his head to the side a bit, keeping an eye on Marik.
Marik then placed his face close to Bakura's neck, the smirk still there, and licked his neck. Then he pulled the rod away from Bakura's ring and tossed it back onto the counter as the ring dropped back down on to Bakura's chest.
Marik placed his mouth next to Bakura's ear and whispered, " I told you, not now."
With that, he backed up, letting Bakura free and walked out of the kitchen, the smirk still on his face somewhat.
Bakura muttered and shook his head, walking after Marik.
"Come on Bakura, we have to go downstairs to met up with Yami and Malik."
Bakura muttered some more and then stopped, realizing what Marik had just said.
"N-nani!? Why met up with them!?"
Marik looked over his shoulder at Bakura. He then shook his head and walked over, grabbing his wrist and dragging Bakura with him. "You'll find out later."
"And what do they know about this?!" Bakura basically yelled.
"Other then myself, only Yami knows what we're up too. Malik is just as clueless about this as you are," Marik told him, still dragging Bakura with him, now walking down the stairs.
Marik yawned once they took the last few steps to the bottom level.
"Hey Marik," Yami said, the moment he saw him.
Marik blinked, looking at Yami. "How long have you been waiting?"
"Not lo-" Yami then got cut off by Malik.
"15 MINUTES!" Malik shouted to Marik.
Marik blinked, taken aback by that a bit.
A sweatdrop appeared on the side of Yami's head as he looked at Malik.
Malik crossed his arms and muttered under his breath, a few curses being heard from his muttering.
"Sorry about that, Malik, Yami. I didn't mean to make you wait that long, but someone was making trouble..." Marik then glanced at Bakura.
Bakura just shrugged and crossed his arms. "That what he gets for waking me up in such a rude manner!"
Marik laughed a bit as he remembered.
The sweatdrop on the side of Yami's head got a little bigger as Marik stood there laughing as Bakura glared at him.
"Can we just get on with this?" Yami asked, trying not to sound rushing.
Marik and Bakura stopped, looking at Yami.
"What the hell are we gunna go and do?" Bakura asked.
"You'll find out.."
"Later..," Malik finished for Yami. "I've been hearing that every time I ask, so don't bother."
Bakura blinked and shrugged, looking at Marik.
"Uh. No. I am not telling what we are gunna go and do. Nice try Bakura..."
"I'll make your life a living hell tonight if you don't..."
"Heh... unless I make your life a hell first.." Marik smirked a bit.
"Can we just get on with this?" Malik muttered, looking as if was about to get sick from Bakura and Marik's show of 'affection.'
"Sure," Yami replied, grabbing Malik's hand and entangling his fingers with his own and pulling him out of their home, through the front door.
Marik shrugged and grabbed the front of Bakura's shirt, dragging him outside after Yami and Malik.