Kira came out, sporting a cute bikini, in which it left little to the imagination. Marik shifted in his chair, unable to remove his eyes from the beauty currently in front of him. Kira giggled, noticing his piercing stare.

"You like?" she asked, twirling around. She noticed Marik's head make a small up and down movement, probably not entirely taking in all that she said. Kira smiled slyly and came closer to him. The blonde instantly looked up to her face, noticing she was actually alive and moving, and not just a figment of his imagination. Marik stood up and brought his lips close to her ears.

"You might want to change back, unless you want to drive me absolutely insane, and I'll take you right here, in the dressing room." Marik whispered huskily, lust lacing his deep voice. Kira nearly collapsed at his voice right next to her. She was also surprised to feel the strong erection pressing into her hip. Marik noticed this and chuckled.

"That's not a gun, I'm just a very tall man." He said suggestively. Kira felt her senses go wild, and the next thing she knew she had Marik in the change room with her, her hands roaming wildly over his built body, and her lips claiming his.

Unfortunately, Kira didn't think this was the time, nor place for this to happen. She forced herself to push the blonde boy off of her. Marik snapped his eyes open and gave Kira a strange look.

"What is it?" he asked, advancing on her. Kira once again pushed her boyfriend backwards. Marik gave her a suspicious look.

"Marik, do you really think I want to.. do this in here?" Kira asked, pulling the strap of the swim suit back over her shoulder. Marik nodded.

"Yeah, I guess you're right." He said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. Kira smiled and turned to go back into the change room.

The four friends sat lazily on the bench outside of the ice cream shop. It was getting dark out, and Kira was starting to worry all over again.

"Marik, I think we should go and drop off the letter now, I have a feeling stalling is only going to make it worse." Kira said. Marik looked over at his girlfriend, giving her an exasperated look.

"Come on, we have at least a month!" Marik countered. Kira gave him a sour look.

"Well, if you're so busy, I will." Kira said, getting up and tossing the rest of her ice cream in the garbage. Marik stared at her.

"Kira.. come on! Don't be like this!" he said, standing up and walking towards the goddess. Second by second, Kira was getting more and more fed up with Marik's attitude.

"I'll be however I want." Kira snapped, and turned around sharply on her heel, marching off towards the bus station. Marik sighed and turned to go back to his two friends. Malik was happily eating his ice cream, while Mai was giving him a why-the-hell-did-you-do-that?' look.

"Don't look at me like that Mai, I've gotten enough trouble from Kira already." Marik said, a happy mood swing was entirely out of the question.

Kira sat on the bus, trying to keep as far away as she could from the man sitting next to her. He was snoring loudly and it was giving the young goddess a headache.

Finally, the bus came to a halt in front of a run down neighbor hood. Kira gave an involuntary shiver as she made her way down the street. It was getting dark, fast. The neighborhood druggies had yet to come out though, and Kira was glad she came when she did.

She opened the letter and examined it. If it was just like the last deliveries, then why did she feel so uneasy. Vigilantly, the young goddess wandered through the streets, trying to find the correct house, but this was near impossible. This neighborhood could be easily confused for a labyrinth.

Something rustled in the bushes to Kira's left. She let out a startled cry and quickly crossed the street to the other side. Her breath had become labored now, and it almost seemed to be getting even more dark outside. This is the worst time to be doing a task. Kira thought irritably. For what seemed like an hour, Kira had finally come across the right house. It didn't look like it belonged in this neighborhood.

The house towered over the rest of the houses. It had an old Victorian look to it, with the shutters, siding and purple color that Kira could some how make out in the dark. Taking a deep breath, she strode across the lawn and up to the front door. Shit! She thought, it didn't tell me where to leave the letter!

"By the door will be fine." Came a slick voice. Kira jumped and whipped around to see the speaker. It was her boss.

"Did I do something wrong?" Kira asked, not sure why he would bother showing up. She heard a cold, dry laugh.

"Yes, my dear Kira. There is." Kira's body was trembling even more by now. This can't be happening. She thought fearfully.

"W-what is it?" she asked uneasily, stepping back from his shadowed figure.

"Marik is the problem. I saw him with you today. You can't be around him.. he's to much of a distraction." He said. Kira's eyes widened in fear. Marik was not a distraction! He's the string that tied her life together, and kept it from falling apart!

"He's not a distraction!" Kira yelled, and quickly covered her mouth after that, knowing she was completely out of place by saying that.

"Yes, I think he is. This is the exact same ordeal your father went through." Kira's eyes widened, this couldn't be happening.

"Yes, yes it can Kira. I made a bet with your father that if he could finish his last task without you coming in the way, or being a distraction to him, he would be free, but he failed. Miserably. Now it's your turn, only I think this is a little to important of times to be holding up a bet, so why don't I just, plain. Get. Rid. Of. Him?" The boss asked, brandishing a knife.

Kira gasped, and fell on the cold hard wood floor on her knees.

"You- you can't." Kira pleaded, tears pouring from her eyes. The boss gave her a sarcastic, sad look.

"I can, and I will." With that, he grabbed the letter from Kira's hand and disappeared, leaving Kira fearing for Marik's life.

TBC

Took me long enough eh? I was busy working on my other story's. And other stuff..

Well, with those (counts, unknown person comes in, ruining my train of.. count?) (counts again) 16 words said, lets get those reviews rolling please!!