Like Oil And Water

Chapter 10: Just Shoot Me

Bakura frowned as he felt a sharp poke at his ribs.

He mumbled sleepily, "Stop ..."

Poke.

"STOP!"

Next to him, Marik, who was now curled up and sleeping soundly, gave a small moan. Bakura sighed and threw back his side of the linen.

"So glad you could come back to the real world, " came Remus' annoying voice.

Bakura glarede up at him as Remus extened his hand with a , "Good morning!"

But, the thief knocked his hand away and got himself up, taking care to not wake Marik.

When he looked back at Remus, Bakura found himself being glared at with fury.

"YOU! WHAT is your problem!"

Bakura grabbed Remus' arm, pulling him away from the sleeping boy, "Shut up or you'll wake him."

"AND DO I CARE! You slept with him didn't you!"

Bakura sighed a little and crossed his arms over his chest, "Yes I did Remus."

Remus' eyes flashed even more dangerously and Bakura gave a little laugh.

"I actually ONLY slept. You would've heard if something had been going on."

"Oh I'm SUUUURE I would have!"

"Anyway, it's YOUR fault he's sick."

"So now you've grown a concience! AW! How sweet ..."

"SHUT the FUCK up! I'm THROUGH with you Remus! FOR GOOD! Marik and I will go now."

Bakura turned away and started walking to Marik when he felt cold metal come into contact with the side of his head. He froze as he heard a 'click' and realized it was a gun.

"Listen Bakura, I like you, I really do. I've told you countless times and have received less than favorable responses. So, I REALLY don't want to blow your brains out. Face me!"

Bakura slowly turnd to face him and the gun. The guin was a few inches away from his forehead.

Then quick as a flash, Bakura knocked Remus' gun to the ground. Remus picked it up quickly and straightened up to Bakura smirking. Remus realized, now he too faced a gun.

Bakura smiled as he released the sfaety with a small 'click.'

"Drop the gun Remus."

But Remus merely smiled, "Kill me."

"What!"

"Shoot me. Go ahead. I've given you a home, I've given you everything to sustain yourself, taught you everything you know, given you a father's love ... would've given you so much more if ... you only gave me a chance, had you wanted and needed it ..."

Bakura froze as he remembered all he'd shared with with Remus.

Flashback:

A little white-haired boy is crying over two still bodies on the floor of a mud house as a tall figure, cloaked in black aproached him.

"Get up off the floor Bakura, son of Samhain, the leader of the thieves of Kuru Eruna."

The little boy looks up, "How ... how do you know my name! Who are you!"

"I am one they call ... the Falcon."

Bakura looks up, "The F-Falcon? I've heard of you ..."

The man crouches and takes off his cloak, "It is I ... Remus Khofra."

Remus sighed as he opened the scroll, "At the rate you're learning, I'll run out of things to teach you by the time you're a man!"

The little boy, now not so little, grins, "Teach me to be thief then!"

"If that is what you wish ..."

The memories start swiming into one another ... Remus teaching him to read, Remus teaching him to write, Remus playing ball with him, Remus teaching him to shoot, teaching him to fight, Remus stroking his hair, Remus kissing him passionately in a bed of red velvet sheets after ...

Bakura shook his head violently as Remus spoke again, "You were mine Bakura ... mine ... but I led you to him. He who would steal you away by bewitching you with his spell ... But all I ask is that you shoot me ... shoot me and end my pityful life desiring the forbidden fruit of your love ..."

Bakura forced a smirk back on his face as he wiped sweat from his forehead, "How v-very poetic."

The white-haired thief clicked the dafety back on, "Just let Marik and I go ..."

Remus grinned and tackled Bakura to the ground, knocking the gun out of Bakura's hand and pointing it this time at Marik. He clicked the safety off and readied the trigger.

"No Bakura ... you don't understand my words, do you? I taught you everything you know. Thus, I know everything you'll do ... thus I always win."

Bakura's upper lip curled, "LET HIM GO!"

Remus sighed, "He doesn't have to die in the ritual you know ... I wouldn't deny you of happiness ... tha cruelly. But make a wrong move ... make a more than friendly touch ... and he DIES!"

A/N: SOOOO short! Must post before comp freezes! How was it? R&R PLZ!