Like Oil And Water

Chapter 4:Mine ...

Morning came quickly, too quickly for Bakura. Marik on the other hand rose quickly, wrapped the cloak around his waist, and walked to the small water closet. There he cleaned his teeth with a reed and salt. He splashed his face with a little water from the big pitcher of icy water near the toilet and walked back to the bed.

The thief was still snoring. Marik poked him gently. Then again not so gently. Then Marik shook him gently. Then again not so gently. Marik sighed and frowned.

"BAKURA! WAKE UP!"

"He won't waked like that, " said a voice from the floor next to the door.

Marik jumped when he saw the black haired man, "WHO ARE YOU! What do you want!"

"My name is Remus Khofra. I am Bakura's boyfriend."

At that Bakura sat up, fully awake, "You are not!"

The white-haired boy grabbed Marik's waist and pulled him close, "How dare you, Remus!"

The thief secretly sent him a warning glare that spoke clearly of the situation.

Remus smiled inwardly, "Ah ... I see. I like games Bakura ... I do ... you cannot fool me ... I see through your little charade. Have a nice day."

With that Remus stormed out leaving both boys surprised. Marik sighed and walked over to the windown and pulled them open. The sun streamed in and Marik squinted for a second, before his eyes adjusted to the brightness of the light and he looked out to the glorious Egyptian morning.

Marik gasped, "So many people!"

Bakura stood up and walked to the bathroom, "Yeah ... there is. Speacially since this Inn is at the mouth of a bazaar."

"A BAZAAR! I've never been to one before!"

Bakura almost laughed at Marik's enthusiasm, "No? Why not-"

"I lived underground, remember?" Marik's voice grew cold and it had a hard edge in it Bakura didn't like.

"Well, let's get going."

Marik nodded and started walking out. Bakura quickly rinsed his mouth and followed, his hair still touseled.

"Marik? Are you angry at me?"

"Me? Nah ... you just ... reminded me of my previous life and ..."

Bakura hugged Marik from behind, "Time to forget that ... okay?"

The thief took Marik's hand in his and led him out to the bazaar. Marik's eyes widened at seeing so many people in one place at once.

"Wow! This is so big! I've read about bazaara in books but I've never-"

Marik caught sight of a stall selling Duel Monster Cards. "Whoah!"

Bakura reached into his pant's pocket and produced a deck. "Don't you have one?"

Marik shook his head, "Wasn't allowed ... "

"I see. You can pick out which ever ones you wish."

Marik's eyes lit up, "REALLY! Ooh! I want this one! Humanoid Slime! Slime Token Machine! Jeroid, Drillago, Makyura the Destructor! Cool! Humanoid Worm Drake, Lava Golem, Nightmare Wheel!"

And Bakura looked at him, smiling at the boy being so happy, as Marik built his deck at random, picking the cards that had pictures that appealed to him.

Soon he was finished and the thief payed the amount due in a few gold coins and some spare rubies he'd stolen from the next stall's 'cashier' which consisted of a wooden box.

Then he steered Marik past the animal sellers, snake charmers, various food sellers, drink sellers, and candy stores to a big stall covered in beaded ropes and silks. Bakura pushed past the cloth covering the entrance and looked at the flamboyantly dressed man sitting crosslegged on a stool chatting with a woman who was holding various linen dresses.

The tomb-robber had to only clear his throat and the man was upon him in an instant.

"Is it true? 'Tis Bakura come to grace us with thine presence! Where has thee been! Hadst the sand swallowed my boy up, wondered I!"

Bakura rolled his eyes, "Ali, shut up. I want clothes for him ..."

Bakura pulled Marik, who was scared of the blue-haired man dressed all in red and orange skirts and purple and pink vests, close and smiled, "This is ... My Marik."

"Ast! Thee is quick to change thine mind! Hasn't thou Remus to love?"

Bakura immediately grew angry, "I never loved Remus!"

Marik felt a twinge of happiness when he heard those words.

Ali, on the other hand looked shocked, "Thee looked happy with Remus! He hast been practically thine father all these years!"

Bakura nodded, "Which is why I don't want him as anything more. I wouldn't have sex with my father."

The thief froze as he saw Marik tense and blush crimson. He too blushed while Ali clapped his hands together and bustled around picking various cloths and silks and linens. He placed the articles of clothing on a small table next to a mirror and grabbed Marik's arm, pulling him up onto the stool.

He poked and prodded Marik until Bakura slapped him on the head, "Stop getting frisky Ali! Just get him clothes!"

Ali nodded and whipped Bakura's cloak off Marik's waist. Marik reacted instantly and covered his crotch. Bakura also reacted quickly, grabbed Marik off the stool, and shielded Marik with his won body,

Anger flashed in the white-haired boy's eyes, "ALI!"

"Forvige me thy greatness! I had no knowledge of-"

"Shut your trap and get him what he needs!"

Ali motioned to a box and Bakura led Marik to it.

Soon Marik was back on the stool. This time, he had on black silk boxers.

Ali sighed as he brought out black pants similar to Bakura's. Then he brought out a tight sleeveless lavender transparent shirt. Next came the black and gold netted shirt and then the royal purple cloak.

Ali cheered, "Purple brings out the color of thy eyes most beautifully!"

Marik looked into the mirror, "Cool!"

Bakura was staring at him, "Wow ... it does make a difference how you dress ..."

Marik pouted, "Hey!"

"I'm only kidding stupid!"

"Don't call me that ..." Marik looked at the floor saddened.

Bakura reached in his money bag for a few gold coins to pay for the clothes. Then the thief grabbed Marik's hand and they walked in silence for a few moments.

After a while Bakura moved behind Marik swiftly and clasped a necklace that had a golden dangly thingy that matched his golden earings.

Marik gasped as he looked at the necklace, "Bakura?"

"Don't thank me. I found it near the Duel Monsters stall."

"FOUND it?"

"Okay fine, no. I stold it, but I won't tell if you won't."

Marik giggled and was taken by surprise when the taller of the two grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the Nile.

Marik's eyes widened, "What are you doing!"

"You'll see."

Marik was led to a dock, where a riverboat, a fellucca, was soon to leave. To his surprise Bakura helped him into it and got in himself. They walked to the side of the boat where they could watch the Nile as the fellucca started sailing.

Marik watched, eyes wide as crocodiles and a hippoppotamus swam close to the boat, taking no notice of it.

"This is so cool!"

Bakura smiled and sat on one of the couches that were placed near the side. He pulled Marik to sit on his lap.

"It is ... isn't it. Any time now ..."

Marik frowned, "What?"

"That."

Bakura pointed to the various monuments that lined the sides of the Nile; the pyramids, the sphinx, the temples.

Marik grinned, "Cool!"

'Yeah yeah, stupid brat ... keep eating out of my hand ...'


A/N: Okaaaaaaaaaaaaay. Even I'm freaked out by this chappie. "sweatdrop"

Okay, R&R PLZ!