Fandom: Yugioh
Characters: Yami Bakura/Malik Ishtar
Prompt: # 91: Birthday

Word Count: 1, 224

Rating: T

Warning(s): Morbid and fluffy.

Summary: Malik has no idea what to get Bakura for his Birthday but one gift stands out more so then the rest.

Chapters: 4/100

Chapter 4: The Gift.

Malik's light lavender eyes scanned the shelves of all kinds of objects. The store was dimly lit; the windows were covered in dust as was the inside. Scented candles were burning making his nose itch and twitch making him sneeze a few times.

Malik had been running about all day from shop to shop in search of a gift since the moment a certain someone by the name of Ryou whispered t it was Bakura's birthday, today!

Malik had looked at books as a gift and found that Bakura could open his own library with the endless supply of books that he already had. Besides, Yugi had given Bakura a book already much to Yami's horror and dissatisfaction of the friendly gesture.

Malik had never known such a large variety of knives existed until today. Yes, the idea of giving Bakura such a dangerous gift and knowing full well that Bakura would use the knife or dagger in ways a knife or dagger shouldn't be used. Well, whatever knife or dagger Malik would have bought wouldn't compare to the gold handle and silver blade, Marik had given him.

Malik had also thought of spending what cash he did have and buy Bakura a ticket to Egypt and back, as Bakura had spoken many times on wanting to see his homeland and what had become of it. Anzu and Honda presented that ticket with hotel accommodations for a week.

Jewellery, it screamed rather personal and spoke volumes of something that their relationship wasn't just yet. They were still in the friend's section. Malik didn't want Bakura thinking he wanted what they did have to be more on the committed side. That too had fallen through since Ryou had given Bakura a necklace. Ryou received in return a hug and kiss with a thank you, which was more than what everyone else got.

Suddenly, Malik's phone rang; he pulled it from his pocket with a soft hello. His eyes still glued on the shelves before him. 'Gift six has walked in the door,' came Ryou's voice. 'It's Mai.' Malik could hear everyone talking in the background. 'Any luck on finding your gift for Bakura?' Ryou asked.

"No," Malik sighed moving to look at the other side of isle he was in. This side looked like something out of a movie or close to what a pirate's booty would hold. Gold necklaces, gold goblets, old paintings, sliver knives and forks, silver candle holders and swords. What kind of shop was this?

'They got Bakura a teddy bear…' Ryou sounded confused and fell silent; Malik took the option to listen. He picked up a gold armband that was in the shape of a snake made of gold. He placed it back and moved on. "Oh, it's a dagger.' Ryou said finally.

"I thought it was a teddy bear?" Malik raised an eyebrow at the rather large spider that crawled over the items on the shelf.

'It is, you pull its head off and there is a dagger attached to the inside of its head.' Ryou's voice held something close to annoyance… then again; it wasn't like Bakura needed any more sharp objects to play with.

"Thanks Ryou," Malik said, thankful for the updates while he searched for a gift.

'Good luck.' Ryou said and hung up, Malik shoved the phone back into his pocket.

Would Bakura think of him as morbid? Never had Malik given such a gift like this to anyone before, though Bakura liked dark things and the abnormal side in everything. Well, if Bakura didn't want it, then he could always keep it himself… it was kinda cool.

Malik pulled it from the dust it sat in and the shelf and carried it to the front. "I'll take it." He said to the old man behind the counter.

Malik had cleaned the glass case and wrapped it up in paper when Bakura walked in through his door. Malik glanced up and stepped away from the gift and table. Bakura raised an eyebrow with an odd smirk. "So you decided to join everyone else and got me a gift.""

"It's what you do when it is someone's birthday." Malik turned away and made himself busy with getting a drink.

Bakura let out a soft 'hmm' sound as he walked towards the table. 'I have received books, clothes, knives, plane tickets and even a teddy." Bakura pulled at the blue ribbon that held a small card and read the only two words.

'Happy Birthday!'

"So what did little Malik get me?" Bakura watched as Malik shrugged and sat down in the chair. Though Bakura at first didn't want anyone to find out what today was, and he never liked being the centre of anything and the less attention paid towards him the better he felt. Though being given all these gifts from everyone he knew was enjoyable and his day had turned out quite well.

"Open it and find out." Malik stared back at him then at the gift and having second thoughts on letting Bakura open it.

Bakura's grin widened as he ripped off the paper. He paused once he saw what his gift was and glanced at Malik with a disbelieving look. "How did you… this is just… wow." There were no other words.

"I'll take it that you like it," Malik grinned.

"Like it," Bakura snorted, "I love it." He picked it up and held it at eye level. "No one has ever given me such a gift… it's always books or knives, mostly knives… but a shrunken head." The head in the glass case was small, with large ears, black thick hair held back with a bone and its eyes and mouth were closed up with black stitches. The skin was a dark brown, and it was held up by a stand on a polished wooden base and a square glass case. "It's just like the one's mamma used to make." Bakura said with a smile, Malik laughed, though his laughter died in his throat when Bakura tilted his chin up. "Thank you," He whispered and Malik's breath and heart just stopped when soft lips pressed to his own in a simple kiss.

"You're welcome," Malik squeaked out as Bakura picked up his shrunken head and walked out of the room.

Still lots more to come so R&R (Love and Cookies)