DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fanfiction produced for entertainment purposes only. Yu-Gi-Oh! and all related characters are the creations of Kazuki Takahashi.
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Part 9: Bakura and Marik
By Shadow's Mirror
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"We could duel with our lights." Marik stared up at the ceiling of Ryou's bedroom, very bored.
"No, we did that this morning." Bakura lay on the bed beside Marik, also very bored.
"Oh yeah. Yami and Joey?" Marik suggested half-heartedly as he counted the cracks in the ceiling.
"Too predictable. Yami would win and Joey would end up in a dog suit in Kaiba's bedroom." Bakura yawned and also studied the cracks, idly noting that one of them looked like a dagger.
"Good point. We could try to steal all of the Millennium Items and take over the world." Marik had also noticed the dagger-crack. Thinking of sharp items reminded him of his Rod.
"Been there. Done that. Believe me, it's not as much fun as it sounds." Bakura noticed that Marik had started to distractedly caress his Rod. He watched the other yami's movements in fascination.
"Hmm… Road trip?" Marik stared at the ceiling as he moved his hand in slow strokes.
"We don't have a car." Marik seemed to be enjoying what he was doing. Bakura made a mental note to himself to steal Marik's Rod at some point so he could try it for himself.
"Oh… right… Walk to the park?" Marik suddenly twisted his Rod, causing the concealed blade to shoot out. Bakura jerked and erased his mental note about stealing Marik's Rod at some point.
"Too many ducks." Bakura forced his mind back to the topic of conversation and shuddered at the thought of the vicious yami-hating creatures.
"Walk to the park and use our Shadow powers to destroy all the ducks?" Marik revised his suggestion. Bakura paused to consider the idea.
"Hmm… Tempting… but our lights would probably be upset about it," he finally decided.
"Yeah… Malik likes those ducks." Thinking of Malik brought a smile to Marik's face. He returned the blade to its usual concealed state and resumed his idle stroking of his Rod.
"I always knew he wasn't entirely sane." Bakura muttered with a scowl. Marik smiled happily.
"Yeah. So… Video? Game? Magazine?" Marik could be focused when he wanted to be.
"Ryou doesn't have any good ones and he keeps returning the ones I buy." Bakura frowned at the memory of one particular movie. He'd barely started watching it when Ryou had realised what it was about and insisted on him returning it to the store. All because he was 'too young' for it… He was over 5,000 years old for Ra's sake!
"Too bad. Book?" Marik's unexpected suggestion brought Bakura out of his flashback in a hurry.
"…" He stared at the blonde-haired boy in shock for a long moment. Marik felt his gaze and turned his head, meeting Bakura's eyes. He blinked, then winced as he realised what he'd just said.
"You're right. What was I thinking? Well… that does leave one thing…" His eyes still locked with Bakura's, Marik smiled his most endearing smile. It was a mischievous smirk that combined with the gleam in his violet eyes to reveal a yami who was most definitely thinking naughty thoughts.
"Yeah…" Bakura's expression matched Marik's perfectly as he held the other boy's gaze.
"Malik!" Marik's voice rang through the house.
"Ryou!" Bakura's voice echoed Marik's as the two yamis jumped up and went off in search of their lights. They burst into the kitchen, where Ryou and Malik were still cleaning mashed banana off the walls from the yamis' (and Malik's) impromptu lunchtime food fight.
"We're all going to the mall!" Bakura and Marik chorused.
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