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Evil_yami_creampuff: Hi everybody! Guess what! I've got over 50 reviews, so I've decided to give a little thank you plushie to every one of my reviewers (^0^)
*takes out a bag filled with little Malik plushies and gives one to everyone*
Thanks, you guys are great ^^
Pillow: Yeah ^^ Oh, and sorry if the story wasn't updated as fast. When there was the big black out so we couldn't put it up for 24 hours…then were was problems with the phone companie so we couldn't go on for an other 24 hours (^_^)()
Evil_yami_creampuff: now that's said, let's get this chapter started. ^^
A.N: Yamy Bakura= Bakura
Ryou= (the hikari)
Malik= (the Hikari)
Marik= Yami Malik
Talking: "…."
Thinking: '…..'
Mental link: ~…..~
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Chapter 6
Malik blinks as Bakura pulls him by the hand, not believing at first that what he heard was right " A…a..a date? Did you just say we're going on a date?"
Bakura looks at him, still a good hold of his hand and pulls him out the apartment "Yeah you heard me. I know all about you liking me and well, I kind of like you a bit too so lets go already before I change my mind and go with Marik!"
Bakura wasn't planning to do so, he was still mad at Marik but he didn't want Malik to think he had won just yet; he still wanted to extend his fun to the maximum.
The blonde Egyptian grins and walks out, closing the door, he had to restrain himself from jumping up and down from joy, he didn't want to look like a giggly idiot in front of Bakura, not now that he was so close!
He nods and smirks smugly "I knew you would crack sooner or later…" but, he was actually thinking 'Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Bakura, the sexiest man alive, is going on a date with me!!!! The Gods must love me!!!'
Bakura rolls his eyes and chuckles "Don't flatter yourself, you're not laid yet you know" he pushes the elevator button and the doors open, he walks in followed by Malik, who was still grinning.
The two just stood there quietly, looking over at the other their minds wondering off as the corny and overly annoying elevator music plays.
Malik was leaning on the wall next to Bakura, looking over at his figure for top to bottom biting his lip a little too hard. 'Dear Ra, even fully dressed he's irresistible…I have to have him, right now! Here we are, both alone, this is the perfect opportunity. I can't take it anymore; he's taunting me with his deep brown eyes, those well toned arms, his firm chest, his long slender legs...'
He extends a hand, about to go roam his hands over his thigh, but he mentally slaps himself in time and quickly withdraws his hand before Bakura could notice. He looks away "No you idiot! Don't you go and lose control just now, he's almost yours… just have a little patience…and for the love of Ra, DON'T stair at his crotch!!! … His crotch just begging to be starred at in those stupid jeans of his….ARGH! This is torture!!!'
Little did he know that Bakura was also having problems controlling his raging hormones. 'Damn he's hot, just look at him, biting his lip like the sexy bastard he is…Why does he wears such skimpy shirts…I can see his perfect tanned stomach, it's taunting me, I could so easily reach out and touch it, it's only a few centimeters away. Everything about his body is perfect…his deep lavender eyes, his fine lips, his …. No!'
He also kicks himself mentally, looking away 'What the hell is wrong with me! I've never had problems controlling myself and I'm not going to start having some now! I need a little patience, if I take Malik right now it will be like letting him win, I want him to work more for it damn it!'
The doors of the elevator opens, and the two quickly got out. The way down has only been a few minutes, but it felt like much long for our two sexually frustrated psychos. As they walk out of the building, they start to recompose themselves.
"So where you want to go?" begins Malik, looking at Bakura " I would usually suggest burning down a building, tormenting innocent morons or my favorite throwing squirrels at old ladies but …" he points to a cop car, who's trying to discreetly follow them, but it's failing miserable. Hum…could it be because they left the siren and flashing lights on?
Bakura ponders on that a moment, he forgot that the cops were still on their trail, just waiting for them to do something illegal, that doesn't leave them much options of things to do " Yeah…and we can't get drunk at a bar nether with those idiots watching us"
Malik sighs a bit, then smirks, wrapping his arm around Bakura's waist "Don't worry we'll find something, lets go to the arcade or something, I'm sure we can making something this ordinary fun."
Lets him wraps his arm around him, it was a date after all right, and he truly was enjoying the little contact with him "Fine, to the arcade it is… " and so they both walk on , laughing and talking for a few more blocks until Bakura stops in his track, making Malik let go because of the sudden stop.
"What's wrong?" asks Malik, his head tilted a bit.
Bakura lets out a low growl "Someone is following us…"
Malik blinks and looks behind them "Herm… I don't see anyone"
Bakura rolls his eyes at him "Of course not fool, he's not just going to stay in the middle of the sidewalk, with a big neon sign that says 'Hi, I'm a stacker and I'm following you' Geeez, he's probably hiding in the alley "
Malik glares at him "No need to be a sarcastic bastard …"
Bakura ignores the comment and walks over the alley a few feet away followed by Malik. The albino spirit looks around, seeing no one at first then calls out "Marik, I know you're in here"
Malik blinks a bit more; his yami's been following them? How come he hasn't noticed …he was probably too concentrated on the fact that he had Bakura in his arms.
Marik, as Bakura suspected, is in the alley hiding behind a few boxes, he comes out with one hand in his pocket, looking at the ground mumbling Egyptian curses. Bakura crossed his arms and glares at him, but Malik was not so calm, he yells at him Yami
"What the hell are you doing here?! You're a stacker now?! My god you're more insane then I thought!" he smirks and sends through his mental link ~ And I bet you're mad because Bakura made the right choice and picked ME~
Marik glares daggers at his hikari "I was not stalking you! I just wanted to give something to Bakura!"
Bakura razes a brow, his arms still crossed over his chest "Oh? Is that right, well why did you hide like a little coward them?"
Marik looks down and blushes holding what seems to be a folded piece of paper and mumbles " Well…I was a bit…embarrass"
That made Bakura blink big time; he's never seen Marik, his evil and fearless friend, blush! Even less admitting he was embarrass of something, he narrows his eyes "Fine, what is it you wanted to give me"
Marik walks over, his eyes still pretty much glued to the ground and his face still blushing, he extends the folded piece of paper to Bakura, who snatches it from his hand and looks at it.
Marik keeps on looking down; fidgeting with his fingers "It's just hum…to say sorry about…you know…" he stops there, shyly looking up at the now slack jawed tomb robber.
What Bakura is holding is a card, a little home made card with a poorly made colored drawing of a chibi Marik looking sad and holding a sing that says 'Sorry'.
Marik looks at the other spirit, he expects him to rip the card in tiny bits then punch him for being so stupid and corny, but instead, Bakura takes his eyes off the card and brings them to Marik, blushing and with the I-cant-believe-you-of-all-people-did-something-so-sweet look on his face "Marik….you…"
"What!!!!!!!!" Malik's jaw drops, he can't believe Bakura, the toughest most evil and powerful thief of all time was actually touched. The way the spirit was now looking at Marik made his blood boil with jalousie.
Bakura is surprised by his own reaction, he would of usually rip the card in tiny pieces and beat the hell out of him for doing something so cheesy, but, he just couldn't help but feel a tingle of emotion as he looks at the card Marik made. The fact that the other spirit would do something so… cute and sweet for him, even if Marik probably thought that he would never like it, shows that maybe he isn't that much of a bastard.
He looks at the two " I… think I should go home now…I'll…I'll see you guys around" with that he leaves, still looking at the card in thoughts, leaving a now very pissed Malik but a very happy Marik behind.
Malik grabs his yami by the collar and shakes him "What.The.Hell.Was.That!!! Since when do YOU, of all people, make little sorry cards!!!!"
Marik growls and pushes his aibou off him "Let go of me!" he shrugs a bit" I don't know, I thought it was the right way to apologize I guess…"
He smirks, looking at his hikari "Well well, what was that you said about Bakura picking you? I think the tables have turn."
Malik just glares at him before turning away to head home "It's not over yet Marik…"
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Marik: A card?! You made me draw a card?
Pillow: Yeah, cute eh ^^
Marik: (_) I'm not suppose to be cute!
Evil_yami_creampuff: Well you are in this story. But to be honest, I'm kind of disappointed of this chapter (U_U), but oh well please review and tell me what you thought, I always enjoy reading my reviews ^^
Evil_yami_creampuff: *throws a brick at the disclaimer*
Disclaimer: (x.x)
Evil_yami_creampuff: Hi everybody! Guess what! I've got over 50 reviews, so I've decided to give a little thank you plushie to every one of my reviewers (^0^)
*takes out a bag filled with little Malik plushies and gives one to everyone*
Thanks, you guys are great ^^
Pillow: Yeah ^^ Oh, and sorry if the story wasn't updated as fast. When there was the big black out so we couldn't put it up for 24 hours…then were was problems with the phone companie so we couldn't go on for an other 24 hours (^_^)()
Evil_yami_creampuff: now that's said, let's get this chapter started. ^^
A.N: Yamy Bakura= Bakura
Ryou= (the hikari)
Malik= (the Hikari)
Marik= Yami Malik
Talking: "…."
Thinking: '…..'
Mental link: ~…..~
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Chapter 6
Malik blinks as Bakura pulls him by the hand, not believing at first that what he heard was right " A…a..a date? Did you just say we're going on a date?"
Bakura looks at him, still a good hold of his hand and pulls him out the apartment "Yeah you heard me. I know all about you liking me and well, I kind of like you a bit too so lets go already before I change my mind and go with Marik!"
Bakura wasn't planning to do so, he was still mad at Marik but he didn't want Malik to think he had won just yet; he still wanted to extend his fun to the maximum.
The blonde Egyptian grins and walks out, closing the door, he had to restrain himself from jumping up and down from joy, he didn't want to look like a giggly idiot in front of Bakura, not now that he was so close!
He nods and smirks smugly "I knew you would crack sooner or later…" but, he was actually thinking 'Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Bakura, the sexiest man alive, is going on a date with me!!!! The Gods must love me!!!'
Bakura rolls his eyes and chuckles "Don't flatter yourself, you're not laid yet you know" he pushes the elevator button and the doors open, he walks in followed by Malik, who was still grinning.
The two just stood there quietly, looking over at the other their minds wondering off as the corny and overly annoying elevator music plays.
Malik was leaning on the wall next to Bakura, looking over at his figure for top to bottom biting his lip a little too hard. 'Dear Ra, even fully dressed he's irresistible…I have to have him, right now! Here we are, both alone, this is the perfect opportunity. I can't take it anymore; he's taunting me with his deep brown eyes, those well toned arms, his firm chest, his long slender legs...'
He extends a hand, about to go roam his hands over his thigh, but he mentally slaps himself in time and quickly withdraws his hand before Bakura could notice. He looks away "No you idiot! Don't you go and lose control just now, he's almost yours… just have a little patience…and for the love of Ra, DON'T stair at his crotch!!! … His crotch just begging to be starred at in those stupid jeans of his….ARGH! This is torture!!!'
Little did he know that Bakura was also having problems controlling his raging hormones. 'Damn he's hot, just look at him, biting his lip like the sexy bastard he is…Why does he wears such skimpy shirts…I can see his perfect tanned stomach, it's taunting me, I could so easily reach out and touch it, it's only a few centimeters away. Everything about his body is perfect…his deep lavender eyes, his fine lips, his …. No!'
He also kicks himself mentally, looking away 'What the hell is wrong with me! I've never had problems controlling myself and I'm not going to start having some now! I need a little patience, if I take Malik right now it will be like letting him win, I want him to work more for it damn it!'
The doors of the elevator opens, and the two quickly got out. The way down has only been a few minutes, but it felt like much long for our two sexually frustrated psychos. As they walk out of the building, they start to recompose themselves.
"So where you want to go?" begins Malik, looking at Bakura " I would usually suggest burning down a building, tormenting innocent morons or my favorite throwing squirrels at old ladies but …" he points to a cop car, who's trying to discreetly follow them, but it's failing miserable. Hum…could it be because they left the siren and flashing lights on?
Bakura ponders on that a moment, he forgot that the cops were still on their trail, just waiting for them to do something illegal, that doesn't leave them much options of things to do " Yeah…and we can't get drunk at a bar nether with those idiots watching us"
Malik sighs a bit, then smirks, wrapping his arm around Bakura's waist "Don't worry we'll find something, lets go to the arcade or something, I'm sure we can making something this ordinary fun."
Lets him wraps his arm around him, it was a date after all right, and he truly was enjoying the little contact with him "Fine, to the arcade it is… " and so they both walk on , laughing and talking for a few more blocks until Bakura stops in his track, making Malik let go because of the sudden stop.
"What's wrong?" asks Malik, his head tilted a bit.
Bakura lets out a low growl "Someone is following us…"
Malik blinks and looks behind them "Herm… I don't see anyone"
Bakura rolls his eyes at him "Of course not fool, he's not just going to stay in the middle of the sidewalk, with a big neon sign that says 'Hi, I'm a stacker and I'm following you' Geeez, he's probably hiding in the alley "
Malik glares at him "No need to be a sarcastic bastard …"
Bakura ignores the comment and walks over the alley a few feet away followed by Malik. The albino spirit looks around, seeing no one at first then calls out "Marik, I know you're in here"
Malik blinks a bit more; his yami's been following them? How come he hasn't noticed …he was probably too concentrated on the fact that he had Bakura in his arms.
Marik, as Bakura suspected, is in the alley hiding behind a few boxes, he comes out with one hand in his pocket, looking at the ground mumbling Egyptian curses. Bakura crossed his arms and glares at him, but Malik was not so calm, he yells at him Yami
"What the hell are you doing here?! You're a stacker now?! My god you're more insane then I thought!" he smirks and sends through his mental link ~ And I bet you're mad because Bakura made the right choice and picked ME~
Marik glares daggers at his hikari "I was not stalking you! I just wanted to give something to Bakura!"
Bakura razes a brow, his arms still crossed over his chest "Oh? Is that right, well why did you hide like a little coward them?"
Marik looks down and blushes holding what seems to be a folded piece of paper and mumbles " Well…I was a bit…embarrass"
That made Bakura blink big time; he's never seen Marik, his evil and fearless friend, blush! Even less admitting he was embarrass of something, he narrows his eyes "Fine, what is it you wanted to give me"
Marik walks over, his eyes still pretty much glued to the ground and his face still blushing, he extends the folded piece of paper to Bakura, who snatches it from his hand and looks at it.
Marik keeps on looking down; fidgeting with his fingers "It's just hum…to say sorry about…you know…" he stops there, shyly looking up at the now slack jawed tomb robber.
What Bakura is holding is a card, a little home made card with a poorly made colored drawing of a chibi Marik looking sad and holding a sing that says 'Sorry'.
Marik looks at the other spirit, he expects him to rip the card in tiny bits then punch him for being so stupid and corny, but instead, Bakura takes his eyes off the card and brings them to Marik, blushing and with the I-cant-believe-you-of-all-people-did-something-so-sweet look on his face "Marik….you…"
"What!!!!!!!!" Malik's jaw drops, he can't believe Bakura, the toughest most evil and powerful thief of all time was actually touched. The way the spirit was now looking at Marik made his blood boil with jalousie.
Bakura is surprised by his own reaction, he would of usually rip the card in tiny pieces and beat the hell out of him for doing something so cheesy, but, he just couldn't help but feel a tingle of emotion as he looks at the card Marik made. The fact that the other spirit would do something so… cute and sweet for him, even if Marik probably thought that he would never like it, shows that maybe he isn't that much of a bastard.
He looks at the two " I… think I should go home now…I'll…I'll see you guys around" with that he leaves, still looking at the card in thoughts, leaving a now very pissed Malik but a very happy Marik behind.
Malik grabs his yami by the collar and shakes him "What.The.Hell.Was.That!!! Since when do YOU, of all people, make little sorry cards!!!!"
Marik growls and pushes his aibou off him "Let go of me!" he shrugs a bit" I don't know, I thought it was the right way to apologize I guess…"
He smirks, looking at his hikari "Well well, what was that you said about Bakura picking you? I think the tables have turn."
Malik just glares at him before turning away to head home "It's not over yet Marik…"
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Marik: A card?! You made me draw a card?
Pillow: Yeah, cute eh ^^
Marik: (_) I'm not suppose to be cute!
Evil_yami_creampuff: Well you are in this story. But to be honest, I'm kind of disappointed of this chapter (U_U), but oh well please review and tell me what you thought, I always enjoy reading my reviews ^^