Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the crazy ideas in my head.
Sorry sei mong, this is not a Marik/Bakura fic.
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Coming back to you
Bakura had been wandering around for weeks now and was still trying to forget his hikari. He walked into a coffee shop to get something to eat. He never expected to see anyone he knew. "Bakura!"
"Marik?! What the hell?" Bakura walked over to where Marik was sitting. "What are you doing here? I thought you were at home with Malik."
"No, I left a while ago actually. The question is what are you doing here." Marik retorted.
"I'm here because Ryou told me to leave." Bakura said. "And before you ask, no I'm not going soft. I just want him to be happy. Why are you here though?"
"I've got a hell of a hangover and so I'm drinking coffee. What about you?"
"Me, I just stopped in here for something to eat. I'm starved."
"Resorting to getting your food legally Bakura? Something must have gone majorly wrong for that to happen."
"Oh, shut up." Bakura snarled, before burying his head in his hands. "Why doesn't he want me anymore?" His voice came out muffled and choked with tears.
"I don't know," Marik said, trying to soothe him. He moved over to wrap his arms around the broken yami. "I can't see why anyone wouldn't want you."
Bakura sniffed slightly and moved in closer to Marik. "I'm sorry about this. I'm getting your shirt all wet."
Marik actually smiled for the first time since he'd left Domino. "That's okay. I've done worse."
Bakura sniffed again before sitting up. "So..." he quickly wiped his eyes on his sleeve. "Why did you leave?"
"I... I don't know. He wanted me to but... I never do what he wants. Why, what's going on with Ryou now that you're gone do you know?"
"I don't know, haven't checked. I just thought that he'd be happier without any interference from me."
"Why don't you look and see. It'll be interesting to see what he's doing now you're gone."
"Hn, only if you do too." Bakura countered.
"All right," Marik said, resigned to his fate. "I'll see what Malik's doing if you look in on Ryou. Okay?"
"Okay," Bakura said, biting his lip, "He's probably happy without me though."
"Well that's what this is about. Come on, count of three." Marik said, "One, two, three."
Bakura dropped his barriers for a second. A picture flashed into his mind of Ryou, curled up in his bed his eyes red from crying and clutching a picture of the two of them. It was one of the few where he wasn't either angry at someone or dueling. Ryou had just glomped him and he had an expression of mingled shock and horror on his face. He'd thought that he'd destroyed those! Wait, why would Ryou be hugging his picture? And he was crying! Bakura slammed his barriers up again.
Marik had dropped his barriers at the same time. He was stunned when Malik grabbed at his mind, caught it, and wouldn't let go. Don't leave me again. Please, don't leave me alone.
Marik snorted. You're the one who wanted me to go in the first place. Why would you want me back?
Please, the mind tone was desperate. Please don't go.
Marik wrenched his mind away to stare across the table at Bakura. "He wants, me back." His tone reflected his amazement. "Why would he ever want me back after everything I did to him?"
"I don't know." Bakura replied blankly. "But, Ryou, he isn't happy, like I thought he would be. Why, why would they ever want us back?"
"It's a mystery why either of them would want us back. But, apparently they do. Do you think we should... go?"
"If that's really want then yes. But, can we go together. Please,"
Marik nodded. "I came on my bike what about you?"
"Hitched a ride on a train. Several trains actually. But I'll buy a bike and come with you if you want."
"Sounds good. Do you have enough money though?"
Bakura smirked slightly. It looked like he was trying as hard as he could to act normal. The problem was that it wasn't working. He pulled out a wad of cash. "What do you think I've been doing all this time? Kill pain with speed or adrenaline. Either works, they let you forget for a while."
Marik nodded, "I tried. I just couldn't seem to make it work. Let's go then." He tossed some money on the table to pay for his drink and the two of them left.
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Like 'Finding you again' this might be long and angsty or I might make it short and sweet. Please review and tell me which one you want. If I don't get any reviews I'm just going to make it short so as to get it over with quickly. I've got a lot of other things I could be doing and I'm not going to write this one if people don't want it.