perfecting lie
Mai groaned as she sat in the passenger seat , "Good thing that's over." She kicked off her shoes and turned to look out the window. There was an odd tension between the two of them. When Bakura had returned to her, he insisted on leaving. She wasn't even sure if Marik got what he was after whatever it was. Then again Marik did say Bakura had never failed to deliver. And then again it wasn't really any of her business what those two were after, she couldn't care less. She glanced over at Bakura, she hadn't spent much time with him at all, but she knew Marik well enough to know what kind of people he associated his self with and usually they were the scariest bunch. Bakura seemed like any other person except for… something… something was different but she couldn't quite figure it out. "Soo.." she tried to get her mind off her thoughts, "How do you know Yami?"
"Not sure if you really want me to answer that." That was the first time she had heard him spoke since they had left.
"You could always lie. If I ask him he'd do exactly that."
He chuckled, Yami lied? That seemed a bit far stretched. Truth always was inside the lie, you just have to know how to pick it out. "How about you ask him first, I'll just clarify a bit."
"Wouldn't that just mean you'd be perfecting his lie?" Mai turned and looked back out the window. What was up with the complex answers? Her only way to get anything out of him was probably only asking yes no questions. "Besides I didn't plan on see you again after this."
Her last statement frustrated him. It was supposed to have been only one night. Now things are complicated. She wasn't the easiest person to be around, she was annoying with her talking. He couldn't really stand it. No telling how much more he'd be around her. He rolled his eyes, he just wanted to get away from her. How the hell did she and Marik date in the first was beyond him. Not that he cared too much about it. He would just have to deal with the girl for now…. "Neither did I."