The Tomb of Fate

Chapter 3

WARNING: This is a Malik/Bakura pairing fic. If you don't like them together, or think shounen-ai is sick, you might not want to read. But if you're a Malik/Bakura fan, go ahead.

NOTE: This fic takes place in a different world than Yu-Gi-Oh. Bakura and Malik are NOT from ancient Egypt, and they do NOT know each other already or any of the other YGO characters.

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Bakura was slowly walking down the many back alleys in the town for Malik. Where could he have gone?

Bakura was having a very hard day. First, he suddenly exploded on Malik for no reason, and now Malik wouldn't forgive him! On top of that, Bakura discovered that he was gay!

Well, maybe I'm not gay, because that Egyptian girl that just passed me was pretty sexy.

Maybe I'm bi. No… I'm definitely straight. Straight as my… wait, I don't need to say that here. I might frighten the children.

Anyways, how could I be bi if I've never liked a man up until this point? Maybe Malik is my soul mate, in a man's body…

Bakura sighed. He had been arguing with himself on this subject for the last few hours. And he still hadn't found Malik.

But, wait, what was that noise? It sounded like the wind at first, but now kit was clearly a sob.

It was coming from the public restrooms.

Bakura suddenly tensed. Did I really hurt Malik that badly? I didn't know I had that kind of power…

But then, he decided to take the nice guy approach, as he slowly opened the door to the men's bathroom.

"Malik, is that you in there?" he said in the general direction of the stalls.

"Yeah. So why don't you just leave me alone now?"

Bakura heard the shaky reply come from the largest stall. Malik must have been crying for a long time.

"Look, I'm not going to abandon you. We have an assignment to complete, and we have to do it together. And anyways, without you, I'm… nobody. Right now, I'm the assistant to a famous historian, but without this job, I'm just another street bum looking for some cash."

Malik's crying slowed. "Really? You want to do it? You want to go into the tomb?"

Bakura sighed, but it was not quite audible. "Yeah, of course I do. It could be exciting. Never know what you'll find in a tomb! Mummies, curses, snake pits… how much better can it get?"

Malik let out a quivering giggle. "You don't honestly believe all of that, do you?"

"Of course not. But it can be quite a laugh sometimes."

Bakura decided that it was time for him to do something about their situation.

"Look, Malik, if you don't come out right now, I'm breaking this door down and carrying you out. Whether you have clothes on or not."

Malik started to sob again.

"No! No, I don't want you to see me like this!"

But Bakura did not care. He broke the door down with a big crash, and stared Malik straight in the eyes.

Aw… poo. Malik was fully clothed, unlike Bakura was hoping.

But when he at Malik again, he noticed other things. Malik was shaking and trembling dangerously, and his face was blotchy and wet from tears. His shirt had been soaked, and it looked like he had wet his pants.

"Okay Malik, I'll get you back to our hotel. You're a wreck. We'll go get you cleaned up."

Malik stared up onto Bakura's eyes, and then stood up to allow Bakura to hold him in his arms back to their hotel.

Bakura carried Malik to the hotel, and had to force himself not to laugh in pleasure. He really was a guy magnet! Malik was letting himself be carried be Bakura!

But, that was all in Bakura's ego. Really, Malik probably had no interest in him, and would probably be freaked out if Bakura told him about his feelings. These thought made Bakura sad.

But, at least Malik wasn't mad at him anymore! Wow, that guy gets over his issues quickly…

Of course Bakura's issues usually stayed with him for over 10 years. But then again, he wasn't normal.

When Bakura reached the door to the hotel and set Malik down, Malik said,

"You know, you're pretty kind for a thieving murderer."

Bakura answered this with a smart reply.

"I wonder what kinds of thieving murderers you've been hanging out with, then?"

They both laughed and smiled as they made their way up to their hotel room.