"Okay, can we get this started now?" Yami asked, getting slightly annoyed with Bakura constantly yelling at the top of his damn lungs at Marik, and mostly for the dumbest things as well.
Bakura looked at Yami, growling softly. "And where the hell is out keyboarder!?" he shouted, as he asked the question harshly, not caring who he was yelling at anymore.
Yami was silent as he plucked a few strings of his guitar. "I never got an answer from either of them, so can we just get going with this?" he asked quietly, not moving his gaze from his guitar.
"Not until we have a damn keyboarder!" Bakura shouted at Yami. "And it's your fault we don't have one!" he continued.
"So, you want me to show up at their house and ask them?" he questioned, raising an eyebrow and looking at the silver haired teenager.
"Yeah! Damnit!" he growled, putting his guitar down. "Go and get us a damn keyboarder! We fucking need one!"
"Fine," Yami spoke softly, placing his guitar down next to his bed and stood up. "Stay put and I'll try again," Yami sighed as he slipped out of his room, leavinf Bakura there to yell at Marik all he wanted.
Yami stepped outside and sighed, closing his eyes. "Maybe I'll ask Malik first," Yami suggested. "Why was he looking for me in the first place, yesterday?" Yami asked, making up his mind then and there to see Malik first.
Marik yawned, closing his eyes as he let out a slight sigh, hitting the drum sticks against the top of the drum slightly, making a low noise with 'em.
Bakura growled, grabbing the drumsticks away from Marik and tossing them against Yami's door. "Damnit!" he growled. "He listen to me!"
Marik slipped out from behind his drums and over to Bakura. He pushed Bakura against the wall, narrowing his gaze slightly. "What? What do you want to say? Just say whatever is ever on that mind of yours and then shut up because ypou're starting to piss me off," he growled and them a smirk slipped across his lips. "Unless, you want to piss me off," he suggested.
"Get the fuck off and away from me you asshole!" he shouted as he began to struggle with the blonde.
Marik continued to smirk, placing his mouth next to Bakura's ear. "Didn't you realize that you would end up alone with me when you shouted at Yami, telling him to get us a keyboardist?" he asked softly.
Bakura blinked and then shook his head. "Damnit! Get the fuck away from me!" he shouted once again, still struggling.
Marik grabbed Bakura by the arms tightly and threw him away from the wall, and onto Yami's bed. "Now, why do you want me to leave you alone? Don't you like the attention I give you?" Marik asked, grabbing Bakura's wrists with each hand and pinning him down against the bed. He straddled his legs on either side of Bakura, looking down at him.
"Marik! Get the hell off! You kisama! Let me go!" he shouted as he struggled the best he could, but due to Marik's strength and power he could hardly move.
"You wanna piss me off? You wanna see what happens when I get mad?" Marik asked, growling dangerously.
Marik moved one of the silver haired teen's wrist from one of his hands to the other one, so that he was now holding both wrists with one hand.
Marik then slipped his hand down to Bakura's waist and moved it up slowly as he slid his hand under Bakura's shirt.
Marik placed his mouth by Bakura's ear; a slight smirk giving him a sinister look appeared on his face. "You know you like the attention that I hand out to you, the pain. You do know that I am the only one who would be able to understand your violent ways? And I can tell you want me, that you want me to hurt you," Marik whispered softly, sending a few shivers down Bakura's back.
He pulled his lips away from Bakura's ear and licked his cheek. He then moved his lips down to Bakura's neck, kissing the soft skin there. At the beginning it was nothing but soft and loving like kisses but as he continued, the kisses got rougher and harder.
Bakura growled as Marik continued, struggling once in a while, in vein. Marik slipped his hand out from under Bakura's shirt and moved it down, feeling the fabric of the teen's pants.
Marik then slipped his hand to inside of Bakura's thigh, moving it back up, causing the cheeks of the teen against the bed to turn into a crimson red.
"What the hell do you think you're doing Marik!?" Bakura shouted, starting to struggle more. "Stop it! STOP IT! RA DAMNIT!!" Bakura shouted out, just causing Marik to smirk and move his hand up faster.
He then pulled his hand off of Bakura's inner thigh and slipped his hand on his wrist, still smirking. "If I didn't know any better, I would say you were nearly begging me to stop."
"In yo—" he got cut off, Marik's lips pressed against Bakura's, kissing him deeply, like he actually meant it. Marik then released Bakura's wrists from his hands, slipping both of them under Bakura's back and forcing him to sit up, himself being on the silver teen's lap, continuing to kiss him.
Bakura smirked, knowing he could push Marik away, but his body wouldn't push Marik away. Bakura's pride wasn't ready to give into Marik or anyone else! But his body was, it yearned for the attention Marik was giving. He would be completely Marik's if it wasn't for his pride, but that soon gave way once Bakura's lips pushed back against Marik's.
Marik then slipped his away from Bakura's, smirking. "I told you," he informed him. "I'm the only one who can meet your needs, and your wants," he continued. "I'm the only one who can satisfy you, and you gave in, so now, you're mine," he informed Bakura.
"I'm no ones!" Bakura shouted, growling lightly. "Don't get the wrong idea just because I didn't push you off and because I kissed you back!" he continued.
"Oh, but that's where you're wrong my pet," Marik smirked more, getting off Bakura's lap and walking to the door. He picked up his drumsticks and spun them around a bit, slipping back towards his drums.
Bakura pushed himself off the bed and walked in front of Marik, growling slightly. Marik blinked and looked down at him, tilting his head to the side slightly. "Want something, my pet?" Marik asked, a cunning smirk slipping across his lips now. "Or do you want to play?" he asked, laughing lightly.
"I told you, I'm not your damn pet!" he growled some more. "I'm not anyone's! Damnit! Get that through your head!" he shouted, trying to make his point clear.
"So, you're telling me that the wanting, needing, lusting feeling in that kiss of yours wasn't actually there?" Marik asked, his head tilted to the other side.
Bakura blinked, stepping back slightly. How could he tell what he had wanted from one kiss!? It hadn't even been that long! Or, was Marik right? Did he know Bakura enough to understand what he wanted, needed, and lusted for?
Bakura shook those thoughts from his mind and glared back at Marik. "Damn right, that's exactly what I'm saying!" Bakura told the blonde, but just received a smirk in return.
Marik stepped closer, putting his face a few centimeters away from Bakura's. "Really, what do you thinhk you'll prove by lying to others? To yourself?" he asked in a slight whisper, watching the silver haired teenage with his dark lavender eyes.
Bakura closed his eyes, trying to block Marik's gaze from his mind, but failing miserably at it. Bakura found himself with his eyes opened and looking right back at Marik.
He backed up slightly, shaking his head, then stopped and glanced at Marik. "Why do you want me? You could have anyone else, why me?" he asked softly.
"Because, your attitude, pride and looks pull me to you. I don't know why though. And unlike you, I don't try to hide my feelings and hope they vanish over time," Marik commented.
Bakura growled and sent a fist out towards Marik, just to have it caught within Marik's hand. "See, you're fighting it again," he laughed.
Bakura looked up at him, blinking in surprise. Why did Marik continue to do this? Why did he take so much fun in taunting him!?
Bakura shook his head and growled, glaring at Marik with his cold chocolate colored eyes. He took a step forward, not even pulling his fist from Marik's grasp. "You want me to stop fighting my feelings around you?!" he asked.
"It would be interesting to see that from you, but whatever you choose, whatever actions you decide to do, all belong to you and what you want to do," Marik answered.
"Fine," was all he said before he took another step closer, placing his free hand on the back of Marik's head and pulling Marik's head down, pressing his own lips to the blonde's, kissing him of his own free will.
Marik blinked in surprise as he looked into Bakura's eyes, watching them closely and seeing the fire of determination in his eyes. When Bakura finally decided to pull away, Marik let a smirk slip to his lips.
"Now, that wasn't so bad, now was it?" he asked, tilting his head to the side, causing some of his hair to fall to the side and making his golden earrings move a bit.
Bakura stayed silent, not saying anything as he glared into the blonde's stormy looking lavender eyes with his own dark chocolate ones.
Marik laughed lightly as he pulled Bakura back to him, still having the silver haired teen's fist within his grasp. He wrapped one arm around the teenager's neck, pressing his own lips to Bakura's.
At first he let out a slight growled, but it soon vanished as he stopped caring about what Marik knew anymore. He wrapped around Marik's side, grabbing the back of his shirt in his grasp.
The blonde then released the teen's fist and wrapped that one arm around his waist, pulling Bakura's body closer to his own, trying to capture the warmth of his body to his.
Marik then fell back into a chair that he didn't even know was there. (o.o; Chairs now appear out of thin air! XD Marise: Great, she's losing it.. -_-;) He pulled Bakura onto his lap, smirking lightly. "So, are you admitting to being mine now?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
Bakura frowned slightly. "I'm not sure yet, heh. I guess you'll find out, now won't ya?" he informed, his own smirk slipping across his lips.
"I'll only find out if you tell me, now won't I? I refuse to be your toy, but I wouldn't mind you as my toy," he laughed lightly in a somewhat joking way.
"Hmmm, I'll have to think about that one now," Bakura stated as he slid off Marik's lap and walked over to his guitar, picking it up. Marik got off the chair, picking up his drumsticks, which he had dropped for Bakura (Of course.. X3! Gotta have those hands free, ne Marik-sama? Marik: … Shush ..-_-;) and slid behind his drums.
Bakura placed the strap of guitar over his shoulder and strummed a few strings, then looked back at Marik. Marik nodded as he hit the top of the drums a bit and then the cymbal, followed back by what he had done.
Bakura smirked, as his fingers slid gracefully over the strings, his other hand moving up and down the neck of the guitar. He then moved his body up to the front where Yami had been standing, and started to sing.
Your cruel deep eyes
Your blood, like ice
One look could kill
My pain, your thrill
I want to love you but I better not touch (Don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison, I don't want to break these chains
Your mouth, so hot
Your web, I'm caught
Your skin, so wet
Black lace on sweat
I hear you calling and it's needles and pins (And pins)
I want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
Don't want to touch you but you're under my skin (Deep in)
I want to kiss you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison, I don't wanna break these chains
Poison
One look could kill
My pain, your thrill
I want to love you but I better not touch (Don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison, I don't wanna break these chains
Poison
I want to love you but I better not touch (Don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison, yeah
I don't want to break these chains
Poison, oh no
Runnin' deep inside my veins,
Burnin' deep inside my veins
It's poison
I don't wanna break these chains
Poison
Leiko: Well.. that went better than expected.. _;;
Marise: -_-; Oh yeah, just great….. What the hell happened to Yami!? .;;
Leiko: .o he comes back in the next chappy… dodo.
Marise: …. ~Sweatdrop.~ Anyways.. the song is called 'Poison' and it's by… errr.. hikari?
Leiko: '' By umm.. ~Checks.~ Alice Cooper
Marise: Yeeeah.. and the other song that was in here.. I believe the first chapter was 'Last Resort' by Papa Roach.