Misao: Ok, yeah, I'm really damn bored right now. The kind of bored that could drive even the sanest people, insane. Thank you everyone who reviewed! And, since people seemed to like the first chapter of "As Time Goes By" I have decided to continue it. Yay me. -Cough- anyways... I have absolutely NO idea what-so-ever, as to where exactly I'm taking this story. When I first wrote it, It was a one-shot. But then I got a few idea's for how I could continue it, but there's really no...plot. Ah well, I'll think of something as I go along. If anyone has any suggestions, they would be extremely helpful!...Disclaimer was in the first chapter, no need to repeat myself...still in Bakura's P.O.V...might change after a while -shrugs- who knows... And I'll try to go easy on Bakura... and since I have this problem to were I can't write a fic without some kind of humor somewhere along the lines, it shouldn't be too bad. But I'm not promising everything's going to be all good...
Oh yeah! Sorry about the spelling errors... you see, two weeks ago, my oh-so wonderful parents decided to re-boot the computer, and somehow managed to screw the thing up in some ways. One, being that Microsoft Word Processor wont work . Every time I click on it, this error thing pops up, so I'm stick with Wordpad, which really sucks... and doesn't have a spellchecker kicks WordPad ...piece of crap. So anyways, I'll try to be more careful with the spelling glars at computer Anyways, I have decided to make this a BakuraxMarikxYami pairing...though in this chapter there's more Marik/Bakura, the next one will have more Yami/Bakura... ...You know what?...My Author Notes are really long... that's gotta be annoying, I've really got to cut down on my ranting... anyways, on to the story!
As Time Goes By
Chapter 2
It's been about a week now, since my hikari died. His soul room had disappeared as soon as he went, but I was in too much of a shocked state to notice it. I felt cold, empty, and a deep feeling of loneliness haunted me. I was so used to having someone there, even if Ryou hadn't really paid much attention to me, there was still a bond, a connection to were I knew he was there. But now that was gone, and I was left with nothing but emptiness. I wondered if this was how Yami and Marik felt when they lost their hikari's.
Surprisingly enough, after my hikari's death they both took me with them. I was so out of it I didn't notice much of anything, they could have probably dumped me on the side of the street and I would have sat there for days without even knowing it. They actually had a house, and I took it that the other two yami's lived together. Were they got the money to even buy a house, let alone pay bills and what not was beyond me, not that I took much time to even really think about it since my mind was drowned with thoughts of my hikari.
Currently, I'm sitting by a window, staring out it but not really focusing on anything in particular. This is how it's been for days, I can't bring myself to do anything other then sit here and stare into nothingness. Yami and Marik have attempted to talk to me, get me to eat, get me to do something, but I think they gave up after a while, since I didn't even acknowledge their presence. Maybe they will get tired of me and kick me out. Or maybe they will just forget I am here...
"Bakura..." I hear Yami call to me in a low voice. Maybe not" Bakura, you have to eat something..." I don' t look at him as he approaches me. It seems as if my mind has come back to reality after a week, but I can't say I'm all to happy about that.
"Bakura." Yami says again, placing a hand on my shoulder. I blink slowly, then turn my gaze to the hand on my shoulder and stare at it blankly. The touch felt so distant, as did Yami's voice. He shook my shoulder slightly" Bakura." He says once again.
I slowly lift my head to look up at Yami, seeing his concerned expression. Concerned? Since when has the pharaoh ever been concerned about a tomb robber? Oh right... since our lives went to hell, since our hikari's left us. I almost forgot about that small detail. I was just focusing on the fact that Ryou was dead, I didn't really care that he left me for that woman anymore, at least he had been alive...
I don't say anything, I just stare at him. I'm not sure If I could say anything if I wanted to, I hadn't eaten or drank anything in the past week. Sure, it wouldn't kill me, but it did do damage to my physical body. If it were that easy to kill myself, I would be dead right now. It just made my body extremely weak, as well as my mind, but I didn't care.
After holding my gaze for a few minutes, Yami sighs and turns around. I thought he was going to leave, I was hoping he would leave, that all I wanted right now, was to be left alone, but instead he does exactly what I don't want him to do." Marik! Get in here" Great, now I have to deal with Marik, and he's not exactly as nice as Yami, and tends to be more violent, just what I need.
"What is it" He asks as he strolls into the living room, walking over to stand next to yami. He looks down at me, and I stare back blankly" So, you've finally returned to reality, huh" Jackass.
"Marik, don't upset him." Yami sends him a warning glare.
"Upset him" Upset me." Yami, this is Bakura, he's not going to get upset because I'm being a little mean to him" Marik says defensively.
"He just lost his hikari! I seem to remember you being in the exact state for a while as well." Yami replies, crossing his arms and glaring at Marik even more.
"A few days, yes, not a whole week." Marik says coolly, then looks back at me" So, are you going to just sit there or are you going to listen to Yami here and eat before your physical body rots"
I just continue to stare at him, both of them actually. This seems so strange to me, the way their acting. Their hikari's are dead, does that not matter to them? Do they not care? there acting as if everything is fine, everything is NOT fine!
"Oh that helps Marik." Yami huffs and rolls his eyes." Go get him some water or something, make yourself usefull."
"Yes, your highness." Marik says sarcastically, with a dramatic bow to go with it before he storms off to where I'm guessing the kitchen is. Under different circumstances, I would have laughed, but right now, nothing was funny.
With Marik gone, Yami kneels down so that he's eye-level with me, since I'm still sitting." Bakura." he says in an uncharacteristically soft tone. "I'm serious, you can't sit here for the rest of your life." Wanna bet." Like Marik said, your physical body won't last forever if you don't take care of it" Che, like that was the first thing on my mind after my hikari died." And your mind will have the same fate as well, your mind could even end up in the shadow realm." That sounds tempting...
Marik returned and held out the glass of water to me, but I made no move to take it, and that seemed to piss him off even more. "Marik" Yami growled warningly as Marik opened his mouth to most likely bitch at me some more.
"I got the damn water like you said, it's not my fault if he's sitting there staring at it like an idiot" Marik eyed the water then smirked. "I know how we can snap him out of it." Marik then proceeded to dump the glass of freezing water on my head. Joy. Oh! And it had ice in it, one of the ice cubes managing to slip down the back of my shirt, melting painfully onto my lower back. I just sat there however, the ice was just about as cold as I felt inside, so it made no difference. Though I did, however, start shaking uncontrollably, but I didn't bother to try and wrap my arms around myself to keep warm.
"Marik" Yami growled. "What was that for"
Marik however, ignored him and stared at me with wide-eyes, guess he was shocked that I didn't A.) Jump up and try to kill him B.) Do anything at all. I dropped my gaze back down to the ground, sighing.
"Bakura..." I glanced back up at him from the tone of his voice, it was softer, and he sounded quite guilty. Once I saw his face, I realized he looked guilty too. He walked over to me and kneeled infront of me much like Yami did. "I'm sorry about that." Woah, Marik apologizing. Maybe I did die with my hikari, and this is some sort of sick joke the god's were playing on me. "But you have to listen to yami before you loose yourself." I lost myself the moment my hikari took his last breathe" I know it hurts, trust me I do, when I lost my hikari it felt like my soul was ripped in half" That answers one of my earlier questions" And, as Mr. High and Mighty over there said, I was in the same state you've been in. So was Yami for that matter. But think about it, do you really think this is how your hikari wants you to be? Broken and depressed? You know Ryou would be worried sick about you, and even though he's not here right now, wherever he is he's probably worrying himself shitless over you, he'll never be at peace until he knows that your happy." Wow, did all of that really come from Marik "Ra, see what your doing to me Bakura? Your making me sound like I'm reading from one of those sucky-ass plays! Or worse, Anzu"
"How can I be happy without the other half of my soul? The GOOD half of it" I yelled out, immediately regretting it however, since my throat was dry, and by yelling that out it felt like it was on fire. I winced and my hand unconsciously went to my throat.
"Yami, you get the water this time. I think it's too much for me to handle, me being the immature one and all, as you like to say." Marik smirked at the former pharaoh, who rolled his eyes and stalked into the kitchen. Marik then looked back at me. "Well, at least we got you to talk." I glared at him.
"Hey Yami! 10 points for me! Not only did I get him to talk, I got a glare out of him too" Marik shouted.
"Dammit." Yami cursed as he walked back into the room. "I was hoping to get the first glare out of him! Your always ruining my fun." Yami then handed the glass to me, and I took it this time. I stared at it for a moment, the realized just how thirsty I was and started gulping it down, only to have someone pull it away.
"Woah, slow down there Kura, your going to make yourself throw up or something. You haven't eaten or drank anything in days." Marik said before handing it back to me.
I glared at him again. "Don't call me that..." I mumbled and continued to drink it, much slower this time, savoring every drop as the cool water soothed my burning throat.
"Wow, twice in the last 5 minutes, I get 20 points for that" Marik said smugly, sending a smirk in Yami's direction.
After I finished the water, with my mind no longer focusing on my throat, which still hurt to an extent, I realized I was shivering again. Damn Marik, yeah, let's dump freezing cold ice water on me! Yami obviously realized this and grabbed a blanket from the couch and draped it over me. It helped a little. But I still couldn't control my shivers.
"You should go take a shower, your starting to stink up the whole house. And I'm not joking..." Marik said, and I chose not to give him the pleasure of getting another glare from me.
"Then you should get some sleep, you haven't slept for a week either, and staring out a window doesn't really count." Yami added. Great, now he's getting on me about those things to!
"No, he should take a shower, eat, then sleep" Marik said.
"He'd probably fall asleep face first in his food." Yami argued.
"...Then how do we know he wouldn't fall asleep in the shower and drowned"
"He can't drown..."
"...It could happen..."
"...No, it couldn't..."
"Fine, then what do you want to do Kura" Marik asked, looking back over at me as I tried futily to keep warm.
Ignoring the Ra damned nickname, I thought it over for a minute, yes, I do have the capability of thinking things over, and since I'm freezing my ass off here, might as well get a shower to warm myself up first. "Shower..." I mumbled, since my throat was still burning, then noticing that my stomach was beginning to feel from the lack of food, I added. "Then food." Marik smirked in triumph at that, giving Yami a 'Ha! In your face looser-pharaoh' look.
"Yami, your the only one here who can cook, so you go make him some food." Marik ordered, gaining a grin from Yami.
"Exactly. So if you wish to continue eating regularly, you'll show a bit more respect for those of us who are talented enough to provide us all with edible meals." Yami said, then went back into the kitchen.
"Jackass..." Marik mumbled before turning back to me, the Tomb Robber reduced to a shivering piece of crap.
"You know... you look kind of like a drowned rat... a white drowned rat... you know those freaky ones with the red eyes" Marik said mockingly. I glared at him, not able to help myself since he was pissing me off.
"10 more points" Marik yelled. "So, you going to take a shower or sit here and freeze your ass off all night"
"Hmph." I shot him warning look before sighing and lifting myself up from the chair I had basically lived on for the past week. But I'm not saying that I had any luck with getting out of it, because the moment all of my weight was on my feet, my legs gave out and I collapsed onto the floor. I guess with the combination of not eating, sleeping or moving for that fact, didn't help matters.
I cursed and sat up, trying to pull myself up but failing miserably. Marik just stood there watching in amusement. Bastard.I managed to get myself back in the chair, before trying to stand up again, once again, falling forward, only this time I was caught. I looked behind me to see Marik smirking at me, his arms wrapped firmly around my waist.
"I don't think your going to get any farther then the chair in your current condition." He said before leaning down slightly, putting his arm under my legs and picking me up off the ground.
"Put me down. Now." I growled, narrowing my eyes at him menacingly. He just smirked. Arrogant little shit.
"Come on Kura, stop acting like you have a very thorny stick up your ass all the time, you act worse then the pharaoh sometimes, I swear."
"I heard that you asshole" Yami roared from the kitchen.
"Of course he did...he hears everything but only when it convenient for him." Marik mumbled before carrying me through the many halls this place seemed to have, ignoring my protests. He kicked the bathroom door opened, and I was thoroughly shocked by the size of it. It was huge, much larger compared to Ryou's anyways. It was more like a frigging hot spring then a bathtub. Ok, a mini hot spring, since most hot springs are extremely large and can fit many, many people. This one could at least fit 6 people. There were different arrangements of plants in random places, the floor, hanging on the ceiling, the side of the spring The walls were made of glass, giving you a perfect view of the outside from all directions, including the ceiling. Were the hell did they get the money for this place? I hadn't seen the rest of the house, but I was willing to bet it was pretty damn big.
Too busy gawking at their 'bathroom' I didn't notice Marik had set me down bench-rock looking thing until I felt my shirt being removed. "What are you doing" I growled at him, ignoring the pain from my throat.
Marik stood up strait and rolled his eyes. "We're all big boys here Bakura, we won't see anything we haven't seen before."
"Answer the question." I said gruffly.
"Fine, I, Marik, am bathing you, Bakura." He said pointing to first himself, then to me.
"I am capable of bathing myself, Marik"
"But in your current state your not going to get very far with that. Don't argue with me right now, just do as I say." Marik said, then removed his own shirt, exposing his tanned, well-defined chest. No way in hell was I about to bath with him!
"I don't have to listen to you! I will bathe myself, I don't need your help" I argued.
15 minutes Later
"I Hate You..." I mumbled, crossing my arms and glaring at the far wall in front of me.
"Of course you do. That's why you were gawking at me while I was undressing." Marik said in a seductive tone.
"That's absurd" I shouted, swiftly turning around to glare at him, but he had his back turned to me, and was in the knee-deep water, so I could clearly see him from the knee, up. I found myself staring at his ass, and mentally slapped myself before turning back around and glaring at the water. That asshole did that on purpose...
I was finally staring the relax, the hot water soothing my aching muscles and temporarily ridding me of all my very, very, VERY un-happy thoughts about a certain white-haired hikari. But unfortunately I was brought back to reality when I felt something gliding across the skin of my shoulder. My eyes snapped open and I immediately looked to my shoulder, seeing a tanned hand, holding a soapy rag.
"Relax Kura" Marik said in a surprisingly soothing voice, but then just had to add. "When was the last time you bathed"
"I don't know..." I mumbled. I really didn't, since I had to stay in spirit form 95 of the time after Ryou brought that girl home, I never used my physical body, let alone get the chance to bathe!
"Well you'll be doing it allot more often now, your not going to be stinking this place up all the time." He said and continued to scrub my body with the cloth. I didn't bother protesting, he was to damned stubborn to argue with. But of course, I wouldn't let him go any farther then my waist. He didn't try to, but even if he had I wouldn't have let him.
As soon as he was done washing me, he dumped a bucket of water over my head, succeeding in both saturating my hair, and rinsing all the soap off of me. I jumped a bit when I felt something cold and oozy on my head, and tensed up even more when I felt Marik's hands in my hair.
"Geez Kura, your really jumpy." Marik said with a smirk as he gathered all of my hair into his hands, running his fingers through it in an attempt to spread the shampoo.
"Don't call me that dammit" I growled.
"Why not" He asked in a fake-hurt tone.
"Because..." I mumbled.
"Because why" He was really starting to piss me off. I didn't want to answer him, but if it would shut him up then I guess I'd have to.
"Because that's what Ryou used to call me" I blurted out, clenching my fists at my side and lowering my head. His hands stopped massaging my scalp and there was a long moment of silence.
After what seemed like forever, the silence was starting to irritate me and I was about to say something when I felt a pair of arms wrap around me from behind, pulling me back into Marik's chest. I would have tried to pry his arms off of me, but his arms were wrapped around my arms as well, pinning them to my sides as he rested his chin on my shoulder. "I'm sorry Bakura, I just...I forgot..." I stood there, not able to do anything else. I didn't know what to make of the situation. I couldn't bring myself to say anything either, couldn't bring myself to yell at him or anything like I usually would. Marik apologizing was strange enough, but hugging me?
Before I had to worry about it too long, though, Marik released me and continued on my hair, leaving me somewhat confused. After rinsing out my hair, Marik found us both towels and clothes to change into. I clothed myself, by the way, and I could walk on my own. Even though I was thoroughly exhausted and hungry, I still felt a hell of allot better then I had earlier.
The walk to the kitchen was silent, but interesting one. I managed to see more of the house, which, as I suspected, was fucking huge. Well, not really as big as a mansion or anything, but for 3 people, it was way to big. It had about a dozen hallways, the living room and dining room were really big, and I bet the bedrooms were too.
We walked into the also very large, kitchen, to see Yami setting the food on the table, and it looked edible! Smelled great to. Who would have thought that the great pharaoh would later be playing house-wife and cooking for his two greatest enemies. Heh, life's full of surprises.
"Took you two long enough." Yami grumbled.
"That's because Ku-...Bakura couldn't walk himself and made me carry him. Made me bathe him too. Then he was all gawking at me while I was undressing. What a pervert..." Marik huffed.
"What" I yelled angrily.
"Joking, Bakura. Joking. Don't shit yourself over it." Marik smirked and sat down, immediately starting to devour his food.
Yami shook his head at his way of eating, then looked at me. "Sit down and eat something before you either pass out from sheer exhaustion and hunger, or loose your appetite because of the way Marik eats."
I narrowed my eyes at him for ordering me around, but sat down anyways, staring at my food for a while, I knew I was hungry, but could my stomach really handle food right now? I looked up and saw that Yami had taken a seat at the end of the table, and was quietly eating his food, glancing at Marik, I saw he was still eating like a wild animal, then I looked back down at my food and sighed.
Come to think of it, I hadn't really eaten anything in years either. A long, long time ago Ryou would cook for me, his cooking was always delicious, and I always looked forward to it. But now he was dead, I had nothing to look forward to, no point in being here, at least with him here my life had a point, to protect my hikari. How could the other two Yami's act so carefree? Like nothing had happened? Like this is how life's always been? That question had been bugging me all damn day, I wanted answers.
My stomach chose that moment to growl rather loudly, demanding food. I guess questioning would be put on hold, after all, we hae an eternity, right? I sighed once more before slowly starting to eat, and to my surprise, Yami's cooking was great! Better the Ryou's, sadly enough.
That thought brought my mind back to more thoughts of my hikari. The image of his body laying lifelessly in that coffin, unmoving. His once beautiful white hair had turned to a not-so-beautiful grey over the years. His bright brown eyes once filled with life, happiness and love had also turned dull and lifeless as the years passed, his smooth pale skin had turned to an unhealthy pale, the deathly kind of pale, and you could even see his veins under the wrinkled skin.
I shook my head to clear it of the images that seemed to haunt me now. After eating about half of the food on my plate, I pushed it away. My stomach couldn't handle too much at the moment, and I really didn't feel like throwing up. Yami noticed this and looked slightly disappointed.
"Is my cooking really that bad" He asked.
I glanced up at him and shook my head. "No, surprisingly enough your cooking's great, I just don't think I can keep much food down right now." I said truthfully, he nodded, accepting my answer, then stood up, having finished his own food and took both our plates and put them in the dishwasher. Marik, after eating his third plate-full, just dumped his in the sink like the lazy-ass he was.
I followed them into the living room, where Yami sat in one of the chairs, and Marik plopped down on the couch, where I sat next to him on the far end of it. There was a long, uncomfortable silence, before I decided to speak up.
"...How do you do it" I asked. They both blinked at me, obviously lost.
"Do what Bakura" Yami asked, tilting his head in confusion.
"Act the way you are? Did you hikari's deaths not matter to you? Do you not care" I elaborated my question for them, noting that what I had said served to earn me a glare from Marik, but Yami shot him a warning look before he snapped at me.
"Bakura, our hikari's deaths hurt as just as much as your hikari's did. The pain from loosing them was unbearable, yes. It felt like we had no purpose with them gone, the other half of our souls dead, just the thought is painful. But, after I read the letter Yuugi had wrote to me sometime before I died, I realized that by loosing myself to the pain was only causing my hikari to suffer." Yami explained.
"And how am I causing my hikari to suffer from mourning over his death" I asked dryly.
Yami sighed and sat back in his chair, closing his eyes for a moment, thinking. After a while, he opened them again. "What Yuugi had said in the letter" he started" I guess he new that I was dreading his death and that when the time came I would go into a state of depression. He told me that when he died, it was ok for me to mourn over his death, but that I couldn't let it get to me. He told me I would be sad at first, but I had to move on, that if I was in pain and loosing myself because of his absence, that would only serve to keep him from being at peace, like Marik had said earlier."
There was silence once more, each of us deep in thought. I know I was at least. What he had said, what Yuugi said, was it true? Was I really keeping Ryou from being at peace with my actions? If that was the fact, I could really hate myself right now. Ryou always did worry himself over me too much, and if he were around to see my current state he would probably have broken down by now.
"I guess...your right..." I mumbled. It still pained me to face the fact that my hikari was gone, but if I it was causing him to suffer, I couldn't keep this up.
"No, we are right. No questions." Marik said with his usual smirk.
"So, were the hell did you guys get the money for this big ass house" I asked, deciding it was time to change the subject.
"You think we paid for this? That's a laugh Bakura." Marik said, sitting up from his slumped position on the couch.
I raised an eyebrow at him. "So you murdered the previous family that lived here and took over there house"
"No." Yami said, drawing my attention back to him. "Kaiba too, realized that we didn't grow any older, and that once our hikari's were gone we would have no-where to go. So actually we've owned this house for over 60 years now, just never used it because we had no use for it. Kaiba had it built for us, and he also made it to where all the bills were sent directly to Kaiba Corp, so his company pays for it. Even though he died, and his children don't know about us, he gave strict orders to have this place paid for and kept up, we even have some maid's come in once a month to clean the place up. We also get extra money in the mail each week, to buy other things we want or need." Yami explained. Well, that makes since. Never thought Kaiba to be the charity type, but whatever.
"Oh! And he bought us motorcycles too" Marik said excitedly.
"Don't you already have a motorcycle" I asked.
"Yes, but he didn't need to know that. I always use my hikari's motorcycle, but we do have 3 others, he also gave us one of his limo's. I don't know what got into him, he never did seem like the type to give stuff away, but hell, I'm not complaining" Marik said with another smirk.
"And we also have food brought in for us every week." Yami added. "It was very generous of Kaiba to go through all of the trouble for us. And here I thought he didn't like us." yami too, smirked.
"Not to mention he bought just about everything in this house. Wait till you see the basement! Big screen T.V, the biggest damn collection of horror movies in the world, indoor pool. Hell, he must have been in love with us" Marik laughed.
Well, all I can say is: Damn. The 'holy crap' kind of damn, not that 'damn' kind of damn. You know what I mean. I just couldn't believe Kaiba of all the people in this world, went all out and got us three, his greatest rival, and two psycho's who had almost killed him once or twice, a house and everything we would need.
"Oh yes, and Isis, in her senile old age, gave us some stuff from her museum in her will. She did own it, not the museum, so she gave it to us. All that stuff is in the basement too." Marik said. Wow, this gets more shocking by the moment.
"But, we have to be careful not to get close to the Game Shop or Kaiba Corp. Yuugi's children and Kaiba's and Ryou's are well aware of what their parents looked like as children, as well as their parents friends, and if they see us it may create problems." Yami said seriously.
"But what did we need such a big-ass house for" I asked, glancing around our new 'home' Well, technically it was over 60 years old, and probably wasn't new to Yami or Marik, since they most likely have been living here for years, while I have only been sitting by the window for a week.
"Well, we don't, but I doesn't hurt to have big house, we're going to be spending all of eternity here, so I don't think a cramped up space would be very...safe." Yami said with faint humor.
"True." I replied, suddenly noticing how heavy my eyelids felt. I leaned back against the very large, very comfortable couch and closed my eyes, sighing heavily.
"Well, I'm going to go take a bath now" Yami said, I didn't have to open my eyes to know that he stood up. "And Marik, stop being a lazy ass and put your dishes in the dishwasher, I'm not doing it for you." Oh yeah, like he was going to listen.
"Yes mother." Marik sneered, and I heard Yami sigh before leaving the room. The there was more silence, but this silence was allot more comfortable then before.
I felt the couch shift, thinking maybe that Marik was actually going to clean up his mess. That thought, however was quickly dismissed as I felt someone's breathe on my face. I opened my eyes and nearly jumped off of the couch when I saw Marik nose to nose with me, staring at me.
"WHAT are you DOING" I asked, frustrated. I was quite comfortable and dead tired, and I was in no mood to deal with him.
"Your not sleeping on the couch are you" He asked, standing up strait again. I glared at him.
"I was tempted." And I was, this couch was damned comfortable!
"Get your ass up and go upstairs. That's what bedroom are for, sleeping and wild, hot sex." He smirked and I gave him a disgusted look in return.
"Your so damned one-minded" I growled and reluctantly got up from were I had planted myself into the corner of the couch.
"I know, your point" He asked. I rolled my eyes, then walked past him and up the steps. He followed me, and this served to annoy me further.
"What are you doing now" I asked, turning around to face him.
"It's almost 12:00, your not the only one who needs to sleep." He replied, crossing his arms. Was it really that late? Damn.
"Fine, now which one's my bedroom" I asked, eyeing the many doors.
He smirked at this. "There's only one bedroom."
"What? There's like fifty million doors up here and only one is a bedroom" I asked frantically.
"Yup! The biggest room is our room. The other rooms are basically game rooms, sitting rooms, oh, and we have a weapon room, which is my personal favorite, there's also a room that Kaiba had made all Egypt like, freaking sand and everything, that kind of disturbed me, but we have a library up here too, I don't think I've even checked behind all these doors yet, Kaiba really out-did himself."
"So let me get this strait, he made about 50 rooms, most of which are pointless, but he couldn't make 3 separate bedrooms" I growled, that pissed me off to a great extent.
"Yeah, you'll get over it though. Me and Yami weren't too pleased either, but we got over it, you will to, now lets go to sleep." He said and grabbed my arm, dragging me down to the door at the very end of the hall.
Well, when he said their room was the biggest he wasn't joking. The room was huge, sadly though, only one bed. A very very big bed, but one none the less. There were three separate closets, 3 dressers, A big-ass T.V, one of those big cushioned chair things, and a bunch of other stuff. The whole room was Egyptian themed, as was most of the house, I noticed. Seemed Kaiba thought this thing through. Even the bed had golden colored satin sheets and everything. The bed actually looked like what the pharaoh would have slept on in Egypt. The walls were covered in hieroglyphics, as well as the vanity and dressers, There were statues of gods and goddesses in the corners of the room, such as Bast, Anubis, Ra and Isis. The whole downstairs was pretty much the same way, Kaiba obviously thought the Egyptian theme would fit us, and it did, made me feel quite at home actually.
Marik stripped down to his boxers and threw his clothes to the side on the floor, I did the same. Yami would probably get pissed, but hey, I knew he wouldn't yell at me just yet, but Marik was going to get seriously bitched at. It was amusing though, Yami was like the house-wife from hell. Guess one of us had to keep the place clean though, or it would go to hell.
Marik had already buried himself under the covers, and he looked so Ra damned comfortable it made me realize just how damned tired I was, so I hesitantly crawled into the bed, which was so soft I basically sunk into it. Figuring Yami would be sleeping in this bed too, I crawled to the middle, so he would be able to get in the side, and collapsed, my head hitting the pillow with an soft 'thud'. I sighed contently and closed my eyes, burying my face deeper into the overly soft pillow.
I was almost asleep, when I heard the door open. I lifted my head slighly and looked up at the person whom I knew was Yami. I could just barely see him from the faint moonlight that shun through the window on the other side of the room.
"I'm sorry Bakura, did I wake you" He asked me quietly as he slid into the bed.
"No, I was still awake..." I mumbled tiredly. Truth be told, I was afraid to sleep, no matter how dead tired I was, I knew that I would end up having nightmares, mainly of my hikari.
"Can't sleep" He asked.
"Not really..." I admitted. There was silence, until I gasped as I felt someone's arms latch onto me from behind.
"Oh, guess I should have mentioned that. Don't mind Marik, he does that every night, he always ends up clinging to whoever ends up closest to him, guess because that how it was with his hikari..." Yami explained, and I groaned.
"Every night"
"You get used to it." Yami replied. "Anyways, Goodnight Bakura." I then felt the blankets shift as he pulled them over himself.
I felt really uncomfortable at the moment, Marik was now nuzzling the back of my neck, which didn't help matters. This was all so strange to me. The three of us, the yami's, living together for the rest of our immortal lives, unless we decide to go our separate ways, which seems unlikely because Kaiba had provided us with everything we need, and if any of us left, we'd be screwed because we have no idea how to make it in this time.
I sighed, my head was starting to hurt from all of this thinking I was doing, so I closed my eyes once again, relaxing in Marik's embrace and letting myself fall into a deep, much need sleep.
Misao: So? How was that? Good, Bad, Crappy? As I said before, I have NO clue where this story is going, so suggestions would be really helpful. Yes...there will be more Yami/Bakura in the next one...and there 'relationships' will take a while, and if you haven't already noticed, this story is so OOC it's not even funny. But, we will all get over that, I will at least. So...yeah, I'm going to go work on my other fics now, preferably" A Very Yu-Gi-Oh! Christmas"...I think I should change that title though... now that I think about it, it doesn't really go with it that well, but it was all I could think of... -sigh- oh well...please review! It makes me A.) Update faster, B.) Happier, and C.) Well...it inspires me...