By: Marik chan
Type:Romance/Drama
Pairings: Not telling! (Smile)
Rated: R
Summary: The fight between 2 bands for fame and fortune and forbidden love. But is fame really worth everything in the end?
Disclaimer: Don't own Yu-Gi-Oh
Note:This story is a Yaoi! That means a male/male relationship! You don't like it then don't read! Flames are not allowed! Suggestions are welcome!
These things here ,Muhahaha , indicate thoughts. "Muahaha" Speaking. There are no mindlinks in this story sorry! Xxxxxxxxx a bunch of these little x'S means a change in scenery!
Chapter 7 Those three magical wordsMarik reached his house the tears still flowing. Once opening the door he ran upstairs to his room and fell on the bed burrying his face deep into his pillow sobbing while his broken heart ached. "Marik?" He heard the familiar voice as he felt someone sit next to his bed and rub his back soothingly.
"Yami Marik?"
"Hai…" Marik looked up at the tall teen through blurry tear stained eyes.
"Whats the matter hikari?"
"I…I have a broken heart…" He sobbed.
"Want to talk about it?" This was a side shown only to Marik. Yami Mariks more soft and effictionate side. It was a side only for Marik. "No…" The boy sobbed into his pillow. Yami Marik continued to rub the crying boys back whie sieghing heavily. "Hikari are you in love?"
"I was…"
"What happened?"
He sniffed before taking in a deep breath but choked on his words. He didn't want to mention Bakura or Mai an anyway but how was he supposed to formulate it? Yami Marik was thinking that some girl broke his heart or something… "I understand that you don't want to talk about it light." Yami Marik sieghed before standing up. "I'll be sleeping downstairs if you need me."
"Y…your staying h…here?"
"Yes if its allrgiht with you?"
Marik nodded slowly before sinking back into his pillow. ,Dammit! Now I cant use the dagger, He swore inwardley. As Yami Marik closed the door behind him and turned out the light the golden blonde haired boy let out a few choked sobs before falling asleep.
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In the middle of the night the doorbell rang. Marik awoke with a start sitting up bolt right in bed. "Who was ringing the doorbell this early?" He layed back down hoping Yami Marik would answer the door but he didn't seem to do it! Didn't he hear the annoying bell over and over again! Frustrated the teen got out of bed and slumped downstairs to the door. Opening it slowley while rubbing his eyes he looked at the figure standing in front of him before his eyes grew wide.
"Ba…Bakura!" He took a few steps backwards as the teen came in shutting the door behind him.
"Hi pretty." He smirked. Marik tried to say something but the words got caught in his throat as he fiercly blushed forgetting all about Mai and Yami Marik.
"What are you doing all alone in this big house pretty?"
"I…im not alone…" Marik stutterd looking at the couch were Yami Marik was supposed to be
"Y..yami Marik is supposed to WAH!" The golden blonde haired boy yelped as he was scooped up into Bakuras arms and carried up the stairs. "My pretty…" He mumbeld near Mariks neck. Marik blushed more furiousily than ever as he was carried into his room and put on the soft bed. Looking up at the tiger eyed boy as he lay on top of him. Was this a dream? Or was it reality? Or both?
Bakura smiled down at his stunned pretty before kissing the boys neck nibbeling at the skin he had longed to taste for so long. Marik moaned exposing more of his neck for Bakura to nibble and suck on, but he stopped. Marik cried out in protest as Bakura looked at him with a smirk. "You like that don't you pretty?"
"Mhm…" Marik mumbeld nodding his head with puppy dog eyes.Bakura smirked wider before tending to his neck again as his hands started to explore the excited body under him. "Baaakura…" The boy moaned into his ear only making Bakura grin wider as he enjoyed his pretty moaning under him.
The tiger eyed teen started to move his hips into the other. "Hmmm….Kura…!" Marik moaned softley as he wrapped his arms tightley around the one above him. Bakura smiled "Say it again!"
"Kura!" Marik cried out loudley. The tiger eyed teen ran his hands under the tanned boys shirt and pulled it off without hazard as he grinded into the boy harder and faster. "Kura…"
"Hai Pretty?" He asked stroking the golden blonde hair he always wanted to touch. He burried his nose deep in his hair inhailing the sent of apple.
"You smell so good pretty…but you taste even better!" He said kissing the once again stunned and blushing boy moving down to his chest. He kissed a soft trail of kisses down the boys chest to his stomach where his breath tickeld the teens stomach making him silently giggle.
"Is my pretty tickelish?" Bakura asked while beginning to tickle him.
"Haha Bakura…no stop…!" He laughed sitting up. Bakura took the chance to capture the boys lips with his and while doing so loosening the belt buckle on Mariks pants with one hand while the other hand went further almost massaging the excited boy between his legs. Marik wasted no time either and started to pull off Bakuras worn out jeans frowning as he couldn't get the pants off. Bakura looked into the frowning face and started to chuckle.
"What! Whats so funny?" Marik asked frustrated.
"Pretty?"
"Hm?" Marik looked up at Bakura while Bakura brushed his hands away and undoing the pants within seconds smiling his famouse grin.
"Oh…" Marik blushed embarassed.
„Marik?" Marik looked up at the teen with the piercing. "I love you."
Mariks eyes grew wide as his mouth hung open. Those words! Those 3 magical words hes been dying to hear ever since he saw the tiger eyed boy.
"Ai…Aishiteru." Marik finally gave back blushing. Bakura also smiled as his cheeks turned a soft rosey red. He took the boy in his arms again and started to kiss him passionatley laying him on the soft matress while pulling the covers over their head. Just as Bakura was about to push into him claiming Mariks innocence RRRRRRIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGG
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Marik awoke with a start looking around what caused the annoying nose sitting up right in his bed sweat dripping down his red face. Yami Marik was rolling on the floor laughing. "Your face was priceless!" He said still holding the alarm clock. Marik glared at him furiously while slapping the alarm clock out his hand so that it flew against the wall splitting open. "YOU ASSHOLE!" He shouted. Yami Marik looked up at him surprised before Marik turned angurly away. Yami Marik swore he saw his eyes wet with tears with a sad and at the same time angry expression. "I…im sorry…" He mumbeld. Marik didn't say a thing as another wave of depression hit him. Once again it was just a dream… A goddamn dream! He was angry but not at Yami Marik at himself. He was angry and hurt. He was on the verge of breaking and it hurt…a lot. He didn't want to feel all of this anymore. He wanted to be in his world. No his AND Bakuras world. The world where his dream would finally become ,reality,. He would live this one last day and after the concert he would put an end to all of his pain.