Chapter 21

Dirty Dancing

Marik gripped his glass even tighter seeing a sight that took him to a whole new level of anger.

Bakura didn't deserve her.He deserved something better.Something worth fighting for.It became annoying seeing those two together.It was okay for them to be friends but nothing more.Anything more than that would simply tick him off.

The crowd of people around Bakura and Keket started to back away in awe.Seeing B akura staring longing at his best friend wasn't seen as normal.

They didn't notice it,but the two teenagers dressed alike.Bakura wore baggy black jeans and a blue sleeveless shirt that complimented his perfect upper half.

He watched Keket dance. "Keket?" He fought the temptation to touch her.

"Yes?"

"Would you like to sit down...with me?" He was desperate not to lose control.

"No!Let's dance first."

"But-"

"I said I'm dancing.You can go sit down.I'll be fine alone."

But that was the problem Bakura didn't want her to be alone.He wanted her next to him.In his reach.Keket continued her unintentionaly sexual dance.Bakura bit his lip.Damn!He was being tortured!

The irresistable twitch came back,demanding to be heard.

'She's a friend,Bakura.Only a friend.' His mind told him.But his body said otherwise.

Keket twisted and turned her body like a snake to the beat of the music.She suddenly felt a pair of hands grab her hips.She smiled knowing they belonged to Bakura and continued moving with him.

The crowd,which was mostly made up of students from their school,whispered and judged negatively.Some spread gossip, others rumors but all in all they weren't lies.

Bakura ran his fingers down Keket's raised arms wanting to kiss them badly.He let his fingertips flow down to her middle, a place they never ventured before.

He followed her every move keeping her as close to hisbody as possible.Everytime she moved away,he would feel another twitch and pull her gently back.

Keket's back was up against his chest.She led him in a dance that included entwining fingers and soft grinds up and down Bakura's lower region.

To her,she was just dancing with her best friend.The guy she could talk to about anything.Even the menstrual cycle.

To him,sensitive torture that would drive him insane until the music ended.

Bakura opened his eyes feeling hands on his chest.

"Are you enjoying yourself Bakura?" She smiled giggling a little at his tired expression.

"More than you know." He breathed tugging at her arms,bringing her closer.

"It looks like Marik's all alone over there.Should I ask him if he wants to join?"

Bakura ignored her question.

"Marik wasn't a very good boyfriend was he?"

"Huh?Why do you ask?"

"He didn't please you did he?" He ran his fingers over her backside and down her leg.

"Well no but-" Bakura now had both his hands on her backside.He wasn't groping her just holding her in place.

"I can please you."

Keket pulled back removing his hands,slowly.

"What?" She whispered.

"I said,I can please you."

"But...but Bakura,you're my best friend,you please me enough."

"Yes but only as a friend." He moved a group of hightlighted strands of hairbehind her left ear. "I want to please you the way Marik never could."

Keket exhaled deeply in shock. "Are-are you serious?" Her eyebrows narrowed.

Bakura nodded his head smiling lovingly at her. "Yes."

"Did Tea put you up to this?" She was getting angry. "I swear when I get my hands on her-"

"No Keket.I made this decision all on my own.I just need you to vertify."

Keket felt worried. "We-we can't do this." She pushed past the tall boy and ran outside the club passing the judgemental people of Domino High.

This just couldn't be happening.

Bakura ran after her.He had to explain himself and just had to know what or who she wanted.