Its been like…a year since I updated this fic XD my my how time flies , ne? Welp, I hope I still have readers for this fic lmao XD

Chapter 4: A Breath of Fresh Air

Bakura suddenly woke up quickly, looking around the room a bit confused. "Ah! How long was I sleeping for?" He stood up and looked out the window. "The suns already high up in the sky. Usually Malik wakes me up before then…" Bakura stretched his arms in the air and rubbed his shoulder as he made his way to his doorway. As he stepped out of his room something flew at his face as he caught it in his hands. "W-what's this?"

"Put those on. We're going out."

Bakura looked down at the clothes he was now holding in his hands. Blue jeans, a jean vest, and a blue and white shirt. "What? B-but these are.."

Malik just looked off to the side "I didn't throw out everything you owned. Just for such occasions as these." He threw two pairs of brown shoes down at Bakura's feet.

Bakura tightened his grip on his clothes as if they were going to run away. "And…we're going outside? Where to?"

"I just need to get some things to fill up the fridge. I need you to help me carry some things."

Bakura tried to hide his excitement, but smiled as he turned around, "Ok…I'll get changed…" Was he actually going to go outside? Finally! Oh how he longed to walk around town and such. And even better with Malik!

"Hurry up then. If you take to long I'm leaving you." Malik walked down the hard steps with his boots clanking as always, as he rustled his hand in his hair.

Bakura laughed to himself as he put his clothes on quickly with a smile on his face, thinking about walking beside Malik. In public even. This was really rare. The most he's ever gone outside since Malik took him in was just around the front "yard" of the apartments, and underneath the nearby tree. That was mostly it…

Bakura quickly ran out of his room and down the steps as Malik tapped his foot and crossed his arms. "You ready yet?"

Bakura nodded slowly and silently looked at the ground, "Sorry…"

Malik just rolled his eyes and let out an annoyed sigh. "Lets just go." Malik opened the door and shoved Bakura outside. "Don't lag behind or I'll leave you. And there will be no need for you to annoy me with that voice of yours. We're only going out to pick up a few things. That's all. Got it?"

Bakura nodded. "Mm-hm…"

They made their way into town as they went from store to store, picking up little things here and there, as Malik held a list, and Bakura held two bags full of food and whatnot.

"Bakura! Hurry it up! Didn't I say not to lag behind!"

Bakura quickened his pace, "Op! Sorry Malik! I was just-"

"Just shut your mouth and hurry up."

"Yes…Malik…"

Malik yet again let out an annoyed sigh as he began walking again as he headed up to a nearby store. Bakura jogged far behind as he suddenly stopped as he heard a rattling-like sound. "Hm?" He looked to the side and saw an alleyway, right near the store Malik went into. Bakura shook his head, "I can't keep Malik waiting—"

"Hey you."

Bakura blinked and looked back at the alley "What…?" He looked around, side to side, a bit confused." Wh-who? Me?"

A man stepped put of the alleyway. A marking under his left eye, Red vest, jade green eyes, patterned headband, jet-black hair in a ponytail, and a dice hanging from his ear.

Bakura stepped back a bit nervous as the man flicked a dice as he smirked "Ever gamble before?" He held up his dice, the shook them in his hand.

Was that guy really talking to him? Him? He felt a bit nervous. "Gamble? I've never…"

"Ah, so you don't like to take risks I take it. So, how about you give it a try?"

Bakura looked over at the door of the store Malik was in and looked back at the man. "I'm sorry…I don't have any money…and I really have to get going…"

"Ah, I see. We'll that's ok then. Maybe I'll see you around and I can teach you a few things. Not for money or anything. Just so I can show you how it's done. Then we can get to the good stuff."

Bakura knew gambling was bad, but the guy wasn't making him do it or anything. He actually had an innocent tone to his voice. Bakura liked that. "Oh…. ok…"

"BAKURA! What in Gods name are you doing? Get over here!"

The guy smirked. "Bakura is it? Nice name. I'm Otogi by the way. You should get going. Later." Otogi walked back into the alley way as Bakura nodded at him and ran over to Malik.

"I-I'm sorry Malik! I didn't mean to! I just thought I saw something! But I'm here now! Sorry!"

Malik grabbed Bakura by the shoulder. "Just keep up! Go grab the things on the counter, now! They've already been paid for! Go!"

Bakura flinched and ran inside, shoved the things into a bag, and headed back out the door. "Got 'em…."

Malik just sneered and continued to walk his way home. Bakura silently followed behind. He kept on thinking back to the alleyway. "Otogi…"

Malik looked back, "What did you say?"

Bakura just bit his lip, "Ummm..Im..still sorry about earlier…You were really mad…and I didn't mean to—"

"Just forget it…If you keep bringing it up, I'm just going to get even more agitated."

Bakura looked at his feet as they kicked up dirt, "Ok…"

They made their way to their apartment and Bakura set the bags on the table, as he began to put the food in the fridge.

Malik slid off his shoes, "I'm going to take a rest. Make something for us to eat later. Wake me up when you're done."

Bakura sighed silently and nodded. "Is there anything you want in particular?"

Malik made his way upstairs, "I don't care, just make it good." He slammed his door closed and flopped onto his bed.

Bakura reopened the fridge and looked at what they had. "Hmm…He bought a lot of stuff…but…it's just a lot of nothing…" He opened the cabinets and drawers, as he sighed. "Well…I guess I can make sandwiches or something…" He took out bread from the pantry and sandwich stuffing's from the fridge. "If this is all we're eating...he won't get a very long nap…." Bakura put cheese and meat onto the bread slices and sprayed butter on them. "Well…heh heh, its done…" Bakura put the sandwiches in the microwave. "Ill just leave them in here for a while and let Malik get some sleep…" Bakura walked over in the living room and turned on the T.V. as he flopped himself onto the couch and let out a relaxing sigh. "Man…that's the most exercise I've had in forever! I'm surprised I'm not as big as a house by now. All I ever do is sleep and eat!" Bakura yawned as he flipped though the channels. Over and over again he flipped. There was nothing to watch. Nothing that caught his interest anyway…As he continued to flip through the channels, he felt his eyes get dry and his eyelids become heavier and heaver as he dropped the remote and fell off to sleep.

"Malik! Hey Malik!" Snow slowly dropped on the snow-covered field as Malik turned around to see Bakura running towards him. "Sorry, I didn't mean to take so long! I had to convince my parents to let me play in the snow by myself…"

Malik smiled, "Its ok Baku. I wasn't waiting here long. I had to sneak away from the Orphanage playground. Man, those Nuns watch us like a hawk. It wasn't easy!" Malik laughed, as did Bakura. "But they're smart, they probably already noticed I'm missing."

Bakura smiled, "Then we better make this a short visit then?" Malik waved his hand in front of himself,

"Feh, screw them. I'd rather be here than anywhere else. They should be used to me running away. I always go back there. Its not like I run away for good. Besides…" Malik grabbed onto Bakura's hand and smiled. "I wanna take you somewhere…"

Bakura felt his face get a little warm as he blushed a bit and looked down at their hands. "Oh, ok..Where are we going?"

Malik smiled, "It's a secret I cant tell you. That would ruin the surprise!"

Bakura smiled and nodded, "Ok, then. Lets go."

"Ah! You have to close your eyes first! You cant see where we are going."

Bakura nodded and closed his eyes.

"NOOOoooo Peeking!"

Bakura giggled, "I'm not! I'm not!"

Malik smiled and tugged Bakura along the cold, powdery field.

TO BE CONTINUED