Like Oil And Water
Chapter 2: Do Whatever It Takes
"Remus Khofra, you big liar! He is not a BOY! And he was all alone, stupid!"
Remus looked up from his scrolls, "What are you talking about?"
Bakura threw Marik's limp body onto the table, Remus' eyes widened, "Cover him, mind you! Why is he all naked anyway!"
Remus looked at Bakura suspiciously.
Bakura snorted, "Hell no, Remus! And I'm not giving him MY cloak!"
Remus looked over the boy, "I'M not giving MY cloak ... but ... mind you, he's okay looking ..."
Bakura turned him over, exposing his back, "We got him ..."
Remus nodded, "Yes defintely an Ishtar ... Good, so now, where are you going to put him?"
Bakura grinned, "No Remus ... where are YOU going to put him?"
"No way! Anyway I'm not staying tonight ... gotta go find something out ..."
"Don't be that way Remus! I don't want this stupid brat!"
"I'll be back sometime ... see ya."
Bakura crossed his arms and looked at the naked boy, srawled on the table in disgust, "Gosh wake up!"
Bakura shook Marik hard, causing him to fall off the table. He woke up with a start, "WHAT!"
The thief rolled his eyes, "Finally! GODS! I was begining to think you were dead. Well ... I was actually HOPING you were dead."
Marik looked at the floor at those words. Bakura sighed exasperatedly, "HURRY UP! Get up off the floor, stupid!"
Marik covered his ears, "STOP IT!"
Bakura grabbed Marik's hair and pulled him up, "Damn you stupid! I said get up!"
Bakura dragged Marik through the hall and up the stairs. Many people who were also staying at the Red-Land Inn stared at them, but most were used to this sort of thing and ignored them. Bakura finally reached the door of his room.
He reached into his shirt and took out a key that hung on a golden necklace. The thief took off the necklace and unlocked the door. He flung it open and threw Marik inside. After closing the door and lighting the many candles, torches, and oil lamps, Bakura looked at Marik, who was huddled in a corner crying.
"Man, shut up! You act like a three year old girl! Like a very STUPID three year old girl!"
This made Marik cry harder, "Why won't you shut u-"
Marik finally looked up, "Why won't you stop being mean to me! WHY! You don't even know me! You shoulda left me to die instead of bringing me with you!"
Bakura stayed silent, "I didn't ... mean it like that ... I mean ... I didn't know it would sound so mean ..."
"Well it does!"
Marik looked so pityful, naked, and crying in his corner, Bakura felt sorry for him. He walked over to Marik and got on his knees in front of him, "Okay ... I'll stop, but only if you tell me about yourself. Deal?"
Marik shrugged and Bakura nodded, "What's your name? Is it Marik Ishtar?"
Marik nodded.
"How old are you?"
"Sixteen."
Bakura raised an eyebrow, "You looked younger ... much younger. And ... what's on your back? Is it really the spells of the gods?"
Marik nodded, "Your turn. What's your name, age, and why'd you bring me here!"
Bakura sighed, "My name is Bakura Ryou. I'm seventeen and I ... didn't want to leave you to die."
Bakura smiled at his own lie. But Marik looked up a him with a weird expression, "Why not?"
"Huh?"
"Why'd you save me?"
"W-well ... see ... you looked so ... so ..."
'Pityful!'
"... alone ... and scared ... and helpless ..."
Marik leaned closer to Bakura, "Really? Is that all?"
Bakura leaned backward, as if trying to get away, "Yes ... it ... is ..."
He could see the tears cliging to Marik's eyelashes, he was that close. He could smell the blood and sweat ...
"SHOWER! BATH! You've GOT to take a bath ... I mean ... you must be ... very ..."
Marik nodded, "Where is it?"
"Where's what?"
Marik rolled his eyes, "THE BATHROOM!"
"Oh!" Bakura stared at him, "What bathroom!"
"You know ... with a bathTUb ... to take a BATH!"
Bakura frowned, "Oh no! We don't take our baths with a bathTUB! We use the river ..."
It was Marik's trun to stare, "W-what river ...?"
"Duh! What river do you think! The Nile stupid!"
Marik's eyes widened, "WHAT! That's insane! People can see you and ... there's crocodiles and hippopotamuses and the water is yucky!"
Bakura said nothing and grabbed his arm, "Let's go ..."
"WHAT! NOW!"
"Yes now ... "
"BUT IT'S NIGHT! IT'S COLD!"
"And no body can see you which would be the point."
"Oh ... right ..."
Bakura dragged Marik to the riverbed. The boy was shivering by now and scared. Bakura shoved him into the water.
"AH! COLD! What'd you do that for!"
"Because I knew it'd take you forever to work up the courage to get in ..."
"You didn't have to push me in!"
They were interupted by the sound of hoofbeats. A moment later Remus was there, on his horse.
Bakura frowned, "I thought you said-"
"I forgot some papers and had to return ... so you're washing your manwhore?"
Marik looked at Bakura reproachfully but said nothing, he busied himself covering his exposed parts with nearby reeds and plants.
Remus laughed meanwhile and leaned over to whisper into Bakura's ear, "Do whatever it takes ... to get what we want ..."
Then he swiftly kissed Bakura on the cheek and rode away. Bakura stared after him hatefully. Then the white-haired boy turned to Marik who was sitting on the edge of the river making circles in the water.
The thief sat next to him, "What's wrong? Water's still too cold?"
"Are you his boyfriend?"
"What!" Bakura was completely caught off guard by that question.
"That guy on the horse ... is he your boyfriend ...?"
"Oh Remus! No! No ... why?"
Marik shrugged, "I ... well I ... I was just wondering."
'Do whatever it takes ... whatever it takes ...'
"Why? Do you like me?""
Marik blushed and shook his head.
"Okay, well if you do let me know. I'm single and looking ..."
'That sounded SO corny ... ugh ...'
Yet Marik believed every word. He felt happy inside, while Bakura laughed his head off.
A/N: And so begins Bakura's 'flirting'! Mehehe! I'm totally obssessed with this couple. "sigh" Oh well, R&R PLZ!
