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The sun rose high over the Egyptian sands pushing away the moon and the cold night so as to bring warmth to Egypt's inhabitants. The orange rays cast themselves into the Guest bedroom of Bakura's home where Mariku had slept peacefully.
The keeper's eyes slowly drifted open and he shaded his orbs from the new day's light. He sat up and stretched his arm's lengths and heard several vertebrae snap into place and he fell back on his pillow with a relieved look on his face. He gave a sigh and sat up once again and swung his legs out over the bed and stood to his full height.
He bent over in order to stretch one last time and suddenly felt two warms hands embracing his hips and another body pressed against his backside. He glanced up and saw Bakura smiling slyly down at him.
"Good morning to you too, Bakura." Mariku leaned back up and turned around and put his arms around the raider's waist. "I trust you slept well," he stood on the tip of his toes in order to kiss the taller raider. Bakura nodded in confirmation and leaned down and took to Mariku's lips as if they were magnetized that way.
Bakura started to back away with Mariku still stuck to his lips and was leant against the end of the bed and fell over the board onto the soft, cool covers with Mariku on top of him giggling. Mariku sighed and rested his head on Bakura's warm chest and listened contently to his strong heart beating in his chest.
He looked up into Bakura's lively eyes and smiled at him happily as if they had never been apart and had always been together. "Bakura, I've been meaning to ask you something since a few nights ago in that dark street where we fought."
Bakura cocked a brow, "And what would that be?"
"Why did you leave Japan, leave me?"
Bakura took a moment to thoroughly think the question through and then consumed another moment to really think why he had left. "I didn't want to ruin your life. Malik had said that I was destroying you and I didn't want that for you." Bakura looked back down at Mariku with the most sincere look on his face.
"I've regretted leaving every day of my life though." Bakura ran his fingers through Mariku's messy tresses. "When I arrived here…I thought to myself, 'why did I leave something that I loved so much behind…' and I still feel that way."
Mariku nuzzled Bakura's shirt and sighed, "I thought the same thing." Bakura sat up and put his arms around Mariku and looked down at him with a most serious look about him. "I don't want to leave again as easily as I did."
"I don't want you to leave, period." Mariku looked down and wrapped his arms around Bakura. The raider looked down at him almost worried. "Are you alright, Mariku?"
"Of course I am. I am invincible." Mariku said and chuckled.
Bakura gave Mariku a most interesting look and leaned back against the headboard of the bed. "Really now? Then why don't you give me a demonstration?"
Mariku smirked at Bakura and crawled up further on his body and poked him lightly on the tip of the hose with his index finger. "I am invincible no matter what you say and I don't need to prove anything to you." He said with a smile on his features.
Bakura nodded and ran his hand up and down the course of Mariku's lower back. "I think being in love with me could be proof enough."
"That's true." Mariku agreed. Bakura chuckled and tickled Mariku's sides assuming that he was ticklish, and he was indeed correct. Mariku struggled to get away and in doing so had skittered all the way to the end of the bed and fell off suddenly. Bakura crawled quickly to the end and looked over it to see Mariku lying, limbs splayed out and him looking vulnerable. "Wheeeee!" Mariku uttered and started to laugh. Bakura joined him in laughter and helped him up off of the floor.
Mariku walked away from the bed and went to Bakura's room with the raider right behind him. He walked over to Bakura's closet and started sorting through the various things of clothing. Bakura leaned against the doorframe and watched Mariku surf through the hung clothing. "What are you doing?" He inquiried.
Mariku pulled out a black button down shirt and a pair of old jeans that had been torn on both knees. He turned with the clothing draped over one arm and smiled at Bakura. "I thought that we could maybe go explore the pyramids today, maybe see what we missed out on."
Bakura walked into the closet and grabbed something to wear as well and they both began to dress and spoke tersely while doing so. Mariku had gotten dressed first and walked over to the elongated mirror bolted to Bakura's wall and turned around as if he were modeling for a magazine. "I look good in your clothing."
"Possibly even better than me," Bakura too looked in the mirror and was wearing a white pin-stripe shirt and a pair of darker blue jeans. "No way you look better than me." He said playfully and turned for the door.
They both walked out of the room holding hands and went the length of the hallway and came to a closed door with a pair of boxers on the doorknob. Bakura chuckled with Mariku. "When the bed's a rockin' don't come a knockin'." Mariku recited. They both left the house still holding each other's hands. They started down the street in the direction of the closest pyramid to the city.
"Where do we go from here, Mariku? Do we stay in Egypt or move back to Japan?" Bakura inquired and looked up at the sky with his eyes shaded by his free hand. Mariku walked looking quite thoughtful on the subject. "I never really thought as far as that." He answered and thought longer of it. "I don't want to go back to Japan. There are too many bad memories there. I think we have a good start here in Egypt." He too looked to the skies above them.
The pair had rented a car that would be able to take them all the way out to the pyramid they had decided to visit. It was an hour's long drive, but they finally arrived. Bakura pulled the car to a skidded halt and turned off the heated engine. He got out and so did Mariku; they both stood in front of the pyramid that was supposedly off limits to civilians and looked at each other and smiled.
"Ready to go?" Mariku inquired.
"Only if I can take a few souvenirs home with us." Bakura returned and chuckled. They approached the opening to the pyramid; suddenly, men came rushing from out of no where and surrounded the pair. Mariku and Bakura stood on the defensive; back to back, and looked at the thieves of this desert.
"We have guests, Mariku." Bakura commented.
"I've taken note of this, Bakura." Mariku returned.
"I guess there is a second chance for everything right?" Bakura quickly glanced back at Mariku and then at the thieves. "Yeah, but I've already had my second chance for romance. I don't need anymore seconds." Bakura nodded and the pair rushed the enemy in a full frontal attack.
God, I'm going to cry! Even though it was a fairly good ending, I wish it weren't ending here. I've enjoyed writing this story and I wish I could have been able to come up with a damn better ending than I did. It's so pathetic. Anyway, thank you all for everything. If you've liked this one, perhaps you would like my JouxKaiba fic. I'm not saying you have to read it, but if you like me that much, maybe you'll want to. I dunno. Farewell all of you wonderful people!