Yami strode along the sidewalk, looking much like a king, in that his strides were not too overly done but just enough for all to notice. As he passed a friend from school's house, he gave a regal wave before focusing on his stride again.
Bakura couldn't stand it.
"I can't stand it!! Look at the way he struts! So proud!!" Bakura yelled; actually it was more of an annoyed whisper because otherwise Yami would have seen them.
"I could have sworn that person, that nobody can really hear but us, just said he was striding, not strutting," Marik pointed out.
"Grrr, dammit!!" yelled Bakura, and this time he really yelled, which made Marik grab Bakura's collar and pull them both behind a house.
"Hm?" Yami turned around looked both ways before shrugging off the noise and continued his stride.
"Shhhh!" hissed Marik, "We can't let him see us!" Marik started pulling Bakura back around the house so they could continue their trailing, "If he sees us and we don't have any dirt on him, all those fall I've had this morning will have been for naught!!" he struck a heroic pose, only to have tripped over his own feet.
Ah, yes, that was another important thing to mention. You see, after Marik had taken his, er, unfortunate accidents, over and over and over again, they seemed to create a disruption in his mind, which lowered his sense of reason. In other words… Marik was at the same sanity level as Bakura right now. Which may or may not be a good thing.
Bakura grabbed Marik hand and pulled him up. Smiling, in a really freaky way, he said, "Yes! Let us complete our mission!!" Of course, he again yelled, which made Marik grab him behind a fire hydrant (a/n: ??) while Yami looked their way again.
Breathing a sigh of relief, they went back into trail-mode. "Okay," whispered Bakura, "Let's not talk again, until we find a safe distance from Yami where we won't lose him."
Marik nodded and gave a too-enthusiastic salute to his albino partner.
For the next few minutes they continued in silence; keeping their eyes fixated on Yami. They thought they'd really make it, as they finally got to the restaurant district of Domino, when they got to a kid with a lollipop in his mouth.
Bakura was very tense, waiting for the moment for Yami to strike, knowing that he must know that they're following him. Though if he knew that, then he might know that they know that he knows. But maybe he doesn't know, but we know that he doesn't know. Or maybe he knows that we know that he knows that…
"Hello!!"
Bakura nearly screamed when he remembered that even if Yami knew, if he saw them, it'd be all over. So, he slowly moved his head to face the little kid. "Hello, d-d-dear sw-sweet, demo- er, child."
He remembered how Ryou handled little kids and how he was all sweet and naïve with the little asses, so he held back every comment that popped into his head, and just patted the little brute's head.
"Are you a natural white?"
Bakura's face was stone cold, "Yes."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Are you certain?"
Bakura showed signed of annoyance, "Yeeesss."
"What are you doing?"
The albino stood up proudly, "I'm here to capture blackmail to ruin the reputation of my sworn enemy, such that if we ever get into a fight again, and he's about to whoop my ass, I'll threaten his rep and finally win."
"Don't you have a life?"
The thief's face turned angry red, "NO!! I DON'T!! HE'S GIVEN ME HELL SINCE THE DAY WE MET, WHICH WAS LIKE 3000 YEARS AGO, AND I DON'T THINK I NEED TO EXPLAIN THIS TO YOU BUT THAT'S A LOT AND MRUFFR-"
Marik's hand covered Bakura's mouth and, since he couldn't find a good place to hide, he hid behind the kid.
However, Yami seemed to be really out of it, because he just turned back around and started crossing the next street.
The Egyptian sighed, "Sorry kid, but me and my friend here have to go commit some heinous acts. Maybe next week!!" Marik dragged Bakura across towards their goal, "Honestly Bakura, I don't know what you'd do without me."
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