I Cry Tears of Blood

Chapter 13:We're Not Alone

Marik yawned as he woke up. He sat up and stretched, taking a moment to admire the wild beauty beside him. Bakura ... how Marik yearned for him ... yet ... he couldn't trust Bakura. Not yet.

Marik looked at the clock.

'Damn! It's almost four!'

Marik shook Bakura gently, "Hey ...? Sleepy-head?"

Bakura frowned and muttered, "Whatsissashouwanting?"

"Wake up."

"No. I don't want to."

Marik poked a finger up Bakura's ass. The thief immediately sat up.

He glared at Marik and pinned him down, "NO! I'm on top!"

Marik rolled his eyes, "I did it only to wake you ... "

Bakura frowned and got off Marik, "Oh ... I'm sorry ..."

Marik grinned, "I'm hungry. I feel like pizza! Haven't had it in like forever!"

Bakura nodded, "I'll call for delivery. Just let me wash up."

Marik gave him a small kiss before walking outside to the living room.

Ryou was there reading a book. He looked up at Marik, "Finally woke up?"

Marik nodded, "Yup. Hey, I was thinking of pizza for lunch ... I love it and we haven't had it ... you know since ..."

Ryou looked around for a subject change, "Um, I have the number to call for delivery."

"Alright call. I want pepperoni, mushrooms ... and anything you want ..."

Ryou nodded and dialed the number. Marik walked back into Bakura's room.

"Ryou's ordering the pizza."

Bakura turned around from brushing his teeth and nodded, "Alright."

Marik hugged Bakura's waist from behind and nuzzled onto Bakura's back, "You're always warm ... "

Bakura smirked and bent over to finish up and accidentally-on-purpose "bump" his behind on Marik's ... body.

Marik jumped and let go, "Bakura! Honestly ..."

The thief turned around, dripping wet and kissed Marik's cheek, "Let's go, love."

He grabbed Marik's waist and pulled him close, steering him out of the bathroom.

"You called?" Bakura asked Ryou.

"I tried ... there was a message saying the phone had been cut off and orders had to be placed at the pizza place. I don't know if ..."

Bakura shrugged, "I'll go on Marik's bike."

"I'll come too," said Marik quickly.

"But if you go there won't be any room for the pizzas," Ryou cut in.

Bakura grumbled, "He's ... right, I guess. So, you'd best stay here. Stay out of trouble."

With a nod Marik threw him the keys and watched the thief disappear. Marik sighed and turned to Ryou, "So what should-"

Marik frowned. Ryou was gone.

"Ryou?"

No answer.

"Ryou?" Marik asked again as he went to search the rooms.

Bakura's room, Ryou's room, the bathroom; all Ryou-less.

Marik looked at Ryou's father's room.

'Dare I go in ...?'

"RYOU!" Marik screamed.

Still no answer.

With a deep breath, Marik walked to Mr. Ryou's-dad's room. With another deep breath he turned the knob and walked in to the darkened room.

"Ryou?" Marik called into the room.

A low familiar laugh echoed through the room.

'Bakura's laugh ...'

"Oh Ra ... Bakura!"

Marik fumbled for the light switch. He finally found it and flicked the lights on.

He gasped at the sight.

A/N: Short chappie but MAJOR CLIFFIE! If I say anything except: MUAHAHA CLIFFIE, I KNOW I'll give something away! So PLZ Review! Thank you for the badges "wink" JA NE!