Crimson

Chapter 3: Las Noches

Marik woke up in the huge bed again. He felt groggy after last night.

'Oh shit! VAMPIRES! They're REAL! All this time I thought they were made up ... but no!'

Marik looked at the barred up window. 'Guess they're not taking ANY chances ...'

He got up and once again saw he was naked. 'What! So I'm supposed to stay naked!'

Marik wrapped a bedspread around his waist and went to the door. He tried to open it, but it was locked. 'AW MAN!!'

He walked around inspecting his new room. It was big alright. It had its own bathroom, and a mini fridge. Inside was a whole mess of candy and soda and chips. There was a T.V and a playstation and a radio. So Marik wasn't bored or hungry.

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Then night fell. Marik was watching a good Dracula movie, when he felt someone breathing on him. Marik jumped up and cried, "By RA!!!!"

Bakura laughed. "I knew you were going to say that ..." His expression saddened. "Malik used to say it too ..."

Marik rolled his eyes. "Well ... I'm not Malik! How did ... I wrote a report on it ... but I wanna know for sure ... how did all this vampire stuff start?"

Bakura sighed. "It's a long story ..."

Marik shook his head. "I don't care ... tell me ... the story of your life ..."

Bakura looked at his watch. "No, not right now. We have to go."

Marik pouted, "Fine. But promise to tell me ... sometime."

Bakura nodded. "I promise."

Before Marik could even open his mouth Bakura smiled, crossed his arms over his chest and said, "I swear it by Ra."

Marik looked surprised. "How'd you know ... I was just about to say that ..."

Bakura smiled sadly, "You're EXACTLY like Malik ..."

Marik rolled his eyes. "Well ... you don't expect me to go naked, right."

Bakura frowned, "Your clothes are in that big drawer. Didn't you see them."

Marik was clearly embarrassed, "I ... I didn't think to look ..."

Bakura smiled and tossed him jeans and a t-shirt. "C'mon ... we still have to change ..."

Marik raised an eyebrow as he finished putting his clothes on, "Change?"

Bakura grinned. "You'll see ..."

Marik and Bakura walked inside the noisy disco.

"What's this place called?!" Marik yelled over the music.

"Las Noches!!!" Bakura yelled back. Then he grabbed his hand, "Come! Follow me!!!"

Marik allowed himself to be pulled through the crowds to a much quieter place. Marik looked around and saw it was a dressing room. Bakura threw him a kilt of some sort. Marik looked at the skimpy piece of clothing.

"You're not serious!"

Bakura grinned. "Actually .. I'm DEAD serious."

Seto sat at his table disgusted. He saw the most disgusting scenes. Guys kissing each other, girls kissing each other.

'Why can't anyone be straight here?'

A man in a red suit sat on his lap. "Hey, Kaiba boy!"

Seto's lip curled in disgust. He kneew Pegasus had been intrested in him for a long time now.

"Get offa me!!!"

Pegasus got off at once. He knew better than to mess with Seto. He who was second to only Bakura.

Suddenly the lights went off and the music suddenly stopped.

A cage was brought to the center of the floor and was put in spotlight. Inside was Bakura wearing skintight leather jeans and boots, nothing else. Also inside, was Marik. He was wearing nothing but a kilt of some sort. It was short, it was ragged, and it was transparent. He was chained to some sort of table.

Some kind of Middle Eastern music came on. Bakura raked his hands over Marik's chest. He brought his mouth down and licked his chest, up and down, stopping at Marik's nipples. Marik moaned. Bakura's hands went lower and lower, until they reached their prize. Marik bucked his hips up and threw back his head to moan.

Meanwhile Seto turned his head away.

'Disgusting!'

Bakura took Marik in his mouth, while Marik screamed as only a virgin can.

The crowd looked pleased and danced all the while never taking their eyes off the delicious couple.

Marik bucked his hips upward once more and Bakura swallowed. Then he let go off Marik's shaft and bit his neck. Marik gasped. The crowd watching pushed against the cage, trying to get in.

Bakura bit harder and drew as much blood as he could, getting more each time. He loved how Marik's blood was exactly like Malik's had been until his death.

Then Bakura stopped, seeing Marik close to going unconcious.

The music stopped and the cage was taken away, much to the crowd's dismay.

Then the vampire known as Scar came out. "That ... my friends was Las Noches' new addition. He's quite the rare find ..."

Bakura growled. 'He's NOT for SALE, SCAR!!!!"

He broke out of the cage and flew to Scar. He slashed his head clean off with one swipe.

Then he looked back at the audience, "Anyone who wants to come NEAR him ... will have to come through ME!!!!!"

Seto smirked and flew over. "Are you trying to tell me ... our LEADER has fallen in LOVE with a MORTAL!!!!"

The crowd started laughing and jeering.

Bakura grabbed Seto's throat, "One more word and you'll end up like Scar. Understand!"

Seto slowly nodded and backed off. The crowd too had grown silent. Bakura flew over to Marik, grabbed him, and headed home.
Marik woke up in Bakura's arms. He was naked again, he noticed, and Bakura was petting his hair slowly. He still felt a bit sleepy. "Bakura ... tell me the story of your life ... please?"

Bakura looked at him and smiled, "Oh alright! But it's LONG!"

Marik shook his head, "I don't care ... I like stories ... so?"

Bakura sighed. "Okay ... it begins with a man ... named Vladimir Dracul ... the first vampire of the world ..."
A/N: Yeah well ... that was a VERY weird chapter ... ack! Too sleepy to write anything else! R&R please!