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The street wasn't familiar. It was rather annoying when you got yourself lost. He kept walking, retracing each step he had taken. It was late, not much people were out. Most places were closed by no, just dark shops, not much help for his current situation. That's when you know was time to go home, the odd need of being comforted by quiet and the odd acquired things he had collect washed over him. The need also became stronger as the wind blew harder. Was it always this cold out? He couldn't remember. It had been days since the last time he had gone out. About a week, he concluded. His hands slipped into his pockets, he sighed as he felt an item inside. A bad habit he let go on for too long. Always be careful with habits, they turn into routine. Once it becomes routine, it becomes your life. He didn't bother to check whatever the item was. He accepted it and walked faster as words and labels clouded his mind. When it's your life, then you get diagnosed. When diagnosed, it may be called impulsive control disorder... or kleptomania.
Inhale. he told his self.
There was no reason to rush. He had to take control of his self. It only got worse when he panicked.
"Thought you didn't have outbreaks anymore Bakura." He slowed his pace, he didn't have to turn to see who was now walking with him. Marik had a few bad habits his self. Like showing up when he wasn't needed. "Haven't seen you in a month."
Interesting. "Has it really been a month?" he thought out loud. That would explain a lot. Not including his self with the world does seem to provoke his condition. "Well you wouldn't come looking for me just cause you missed me."
Marik chuckled, "I haven't seen Mai in a month."
"So?"
"Neither has her sister."
"Ah." the two stopped, faced each other. A quick flash of his last conversation came to mind. She didn't seem out of normal then. Not possible missing person then at least. That girl was annoying and troublesome. His assumption about her was right. "I don't find missing people Marik."
Marik shrugged, "I wouldn't have bothered if Tea wasn't insisting it had something to do with me."
That statement said too much as a threat and held more information than he wanted. Bakura rolled his eyes, how annoying how the inevitable can be. He turned to continue on his way "I'll find her."