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Coincidences happen more often than one would like. Sometimes one questions if it was fate verses coincidence. Either way, it fell under the category of ironic.
Bakura stopped, looking down at the frown Mai wore on her face. Of all places to run into each other, a random place on a street. It was a silent hi that was exchanged. Being around the Mai was like reading a book. Sometimes it was a bit more difficult to read. Too much crap to get through. Some things were obvious but he hated reading.
"Come on." Bakura turned around grabbing Mai's hand walking in the way he came. Again the uncomfortable feeling came back, but now it was welcomed.
Sometime later the two walked into a living room. Finding Marik still sitting in a chair reading a book. Marik looked up acknowledging them both then continued on reading. Bakura looked over his shoulder to see Mai's expression was still the same. "Alright, I'll give in. What happened?" Bakura said walking over taking a seat on a couch.
Mai stood there looking around, it was an open floor plan. She could see into a kitchen where she was. In front was an entire wall made out of glass, you could see the city. A beautiful sight especially when everything was lit up. "He wanted to talk."
Bakura raised an eyebrow, "Yami's friend?" Mai nodded, Bakura rolled his eyes. "What you ever saw in him I'll never know."
Mai walked over taking a seat next to him, "We weren't together…. Marik how do you know Yami anyways?"
Bakura rolled his eyes, "He won't answer you when he's reading. I'll just answer for him, a bad turn of events."
"He called you a thief."
Marik snorted, Mai and Bakura both turned to look at him but he didn't look up. Bakura shrugged, "I strongly dislike that word. No Mai, thief doesn't necessarily describe it. It's more of a strong passion, it's my life. Besides I prefer the word pirate." Mai giggled, "I'm good at it, I take anything I want. I always take a challenge. That and I know I look better than that idiot out of that fake pirate movie with his fake accent."
Mai laughed, "Sure you do Bakura… but why are you telling me this? What makes you think I won't turn you in?"
Bakura blinked before a half creepy smile appeared on his face, "We're friends."
Mai nodded grinning back at him. Marik looked up from his book at the two. He sighed rolling his eyes before standing up and leaving. He wasn't a psychic, nor did he have to be to know this was nothing but bad news. Something has to be done to end their friendship. It was more than just potential danger.