Okay, first of all, I must apologize for not updating at all yet and I know I must have made you guys sad that I might have discontinued this story. I'm just here to say I will not be discontinuing the story, just, we've been getting a lot of tests and homework in school and I'm failing my Spanish class so I'll try and update to this story more often, even though it's not that good...

On with the Story!


I awaited for the pain to come as the body on top of me leaned closer, and closer, and closer. Then, out of no where, the figure hurled himself backwards, and off the bed as something hit him in the face. I slowly opened my eyes to see what it was that made him jerk backwards and off the bed. I looked down to see a bottle of conditioner and looked back over at the bathroom where Marik was standing, holding a hand to his nose. I could faintly make out a smirk that played on his lips.

The man slowly sat up and grabbed the bottle. "Ow, what the bloody hell Marik! What was that?!" He threw the bottle back at Marik but he dodged it and started to chuckle.

"Well that's what you get for dicking around with my guest here Bakura, I've already frightened him and I didn't need you coming in here and making it worse."

'Bakura,' looked over at me and then back at Marik. "I don't understand, isn't he your play toy?" Bakura asked as he got up and started to inspect me, making me shrink back a bit.

Marik rolled his eyes and watched me and Bakura."No you idiot, why would he be one of my play toys, are you crazy?" I glared at him when he said this and completely tuned out Bakura's prodding. Marik caught me glaring at him again but just sneered at me. "He's one of my dad's friend's son, he's just up here with me because he wants to have some "alone time" with his mom."

Bakura stopped poking at me and looked at Marik with a wicked grin on his face. "So he is free ehh? Well then, I guess I can have them, since it's clear you don't want him." Bakura stated as he started to reach out for me but Marik snapped at him before he could touch me.

"No, you cannot have him Bakura, he may not be mine but that doesn't mean I'll let you put your nasty hands on him." I looked at Marik in surprise as I seen the hard and malicious look on his face. "And besides," he crossed his arms together and his lips thinned out straight, "I'm supposed to be looking after him, especially from people like you who like to sneak into people's window uninvited."

"Whatever, I sent you a text and told you I was coming over." Bakura stated and crossed his arms as well as it was apparent he was annoyed with Marik. "Yeah right as soon as you jumped into my wind you frikin albino idiot." Marik hissed out as his moved to sit down next to me on the bed. Instantly and out of reflex, I scooted away from him and stared at the ground.

"Anyways, what happened to your nose? Did you bang it on something?" Bakura asked, now interested about the dry blood on Marik's red nose. "Marik gave me a look and stared at me as he talked. "Yeah, you could say that."

I blushed, feeling ashamed and embarrassed and looked up at him and pouted in my defense. "Well I'm sorry, you just frightened me, that's all."

"Well that doesn't mean you have to going around throwing your head into people's faces!" He said, raising his voice ever so slightly, making me cringe and tear up. He saw my little tears start to form and his face softened, "Hey, look, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you and make you feel scared."

I just shook my head at him and furiously swiped at the tears in my eyes. We forgot Bakura was even in the room because when he cleared his throat, we both jumped a little bit and reality came crashing back down on us.

"So, enough of that sappy stuff, how about we go somewhere?" Bakura suggested as he sat down on Marik's computer chair. "I know where this sick party is at and it starts in ten minutes." "It's gonna be huge!" Bakura emphasized by making hand gestures.

I slowly turned to look at Marik to see what he would say to it.

Marik slowly shook his head in a yes formation. "Yeah sure, I've got nothing better to do than babysit this kid over here."

I sat there and sulked at being called a kid, everywhere I went people called me a kid and I was getting pretty sick of it. Marik looked at me as if he was waiting for an answer from me.

I let out an exasperated sigh and complied with their wishes. "Yeah I guess I'll go, will your dad mind though?"

Marik gave me a toothy grinned and eyed the window. "Naw, I don't think so, because we're going to sneak out the window." I gaped at him, what was he thinking, wouldn't we get in trouble for leaving without telling them where we were going. Especially my mom, you do not know how she gets when I go somewhere, even if it's school!

Marik just waved away my look of disbelief and started towards the window, he unlocked it it and pushed it open. "Bakura you go first since this is all you like to do in your spare time, then I'll go and then Malik because I highly doubt he'll be able to get down by himself."

Alright, being called a kid was one thing, but being treated like one is another thing, instead of saying anything though, I decided to just kept my mouth shut.

By the time I walked towards the window, Bakura and Marik were already at the bottom, waiting for me. I could easily shut the window, lock it, go downstairs and tell Marik's dad what was happening. But for some reason, something inside me prevented from doing so. Instead I carefully climbed down the window, following Marik and Bakura who were waiting impatiently for me.