Smitten Over You
Chapter 2: The Aftermath of the First Encounter
Mariku rose with the sun the next morning. Pushing aside the thin white bed sheets, he slid his long tanned legs to the floor, flinching from the coldness of the floor against his feet. Groaning he lye back down in bed, closing his weary lavender eyes in an attempt to drift off… until,
"MARIK!? Oi! Artichoke-head! You awake!?" yelled a very hyperactive Malik from outside of his bedroom door.
Mariku's eyes snapped open, revealing bloodshot, fractious looking eyes. His face went blank at the nickname he had been dubbed.
"Perhaps if I stay silent.. he'll go away!" Mariku thought hopefully, as he forced his heated eyes shut with haste. Just as his feverish lavender eyes closed, Malik shoved open the door and charged into his room... UNINVITED. This relentless boy had a death wish...
"It's morning soooo get up! I'm making breakfast!" Proclaimed the ecstatic, Malik. Malik hopped up on Mariku's bed and jumped around on it as though it was going to make his other any less infuriated with him.
"YOU-MADDENING-LITTLE-BRA- ----" Mariku roared, emitting deep, animalistic growls from his throat. Growling all the more when Isis popped her head through the half open door. Ignoring the warning growls Mariku was making, she entered the room going unnoticed by her little brother, Malik. Said teen continued to bounce around giddily on his fuming Yami's bed.
"Malik Akil Ishtar, get down off of Marik's bed this instant!! Are you trying to cause the bed to Collapse!?" Ishizu inquired in a scolding tone. Though being rebuked by his older sister the huge grin on Malik's face never faltered. Hopping off of Marik's bed, the teen practically lunged for the door.
"I'm making waffles!" Malik cried out, as he rampaged through the hall and down the stairs.
Feeling like pulling at her hair madly, Isis turned and followed him, mumbling incoherent curses directed at her nuisance (but we love him anyway!) of a brother.
"MALIK! Don't-Even-Attempt-It!"
Mariku hadn't woken up the way he would've liked to. Releasing a much needed sigh, he got up and headed for the bathroom.
Yami bolted upright in a state of utter shock and relief. His frantic cerise eyes darted around at his familiar surroundings until he finally came to notice he wasn't alone.
Yugi was lying next to him and looking up at him, concern evident in the Hikari's deep purple eyes.
"It was all just a dream! Just a cruel, and…. very realistic dream.. All the emotions... felt real. When he kissed me I.. knew I was enjoying it. Demo, it was all a dream." Yami thought, a small sigh of relief escaping his pinkish lips.
"Hey, Yami.. Sleep okay?" Yugi inquired, followed by a small yawn.
"Actually,…. yes! You seem tired still. Rest some okay? ….I'm going to check something out." Yami informed his drowsy Hikari and left, closing the door behind him.
Standing in front of the entrance to the Game Shop, Yami wondered why he hesitated to enter. It couldn't possibly have actually happened! ...Then how did he end up in bed with Yugi? Yami decided to question his Hikari a bit once he awakened.
Yami shook his head clear of all of his musings. He wanted to run the shop today. Solomon was out on another one of his expeditions in Egypt,... no surprise there. Yami had always been more them eager to look after the shop while the elderly man was gone.
Making himself a bowl of oatmeal, he always was rather slow when it came to eating, but this time Yami had devoured it within a minute or so. Placing the dishes he dirtied in the sink he headed for the washroom to go about his daily morning routine of brushing his teeth, cleansing his face and taking a soothing, hot shower. But, he began to remember things, the evil that Marik uttered to him… The permanent death of his light, as well as Marik's own light.. Yami could only pray that it was only a figment-like nightmare.
"Whoooa! Your veins are popping again!" Malik chuckled in amusement, though unbeknownst to him, Marik was very close to ringing his tanned neck.
"Thanks to you, Hikari dearest, my bed now bears a lovely dent in it..." Mariku muttered quietly, poking tentatively at his mattress.
"Heh, heh.. whoops, sowwy!" Malik apologized sheepishly, whilst scratching the back of his neck.
"I should do to your bed as you did to mine! ...See how you like it!" Mariku boomed, causing Malik to flinch, as he jolted up and headed for the stairs.
"No, you'll murder it! Payback is NOT the answer!" Malik shrieked and leapt up the stairs, much to his Yami's amusement.
Mariku took a few steps nearer to his light, "Well, that's Basically what you did to MY bed!" he said, in a accusing tone that was had a vicious overtone in his voice.
"I'm going to pretend you're not a tall, muscular.. frenzied guy who could easily brake my neck if he wanted to.. Catch-cha later!" And with that said, Malik ran for the safety of his room in an attempt to protect his bed from his evil Yami's reprisal.
"I knew it.. He was gonna run away like a weak idiot." Mariku said with a chuckle. "Now I can finally have some peace and quiet... Hnn?"
Isis at that chosen moment, trudged up to Mariku who stared back at her in rage at he irony of it.
"I have an errand for you. And.. I will not take no for an answer." Isis hissed and shoved some money into his twitching hand.
"Fine, I clearly have no choice whatsoever.." Droned, Mariku's dull reply.
"That's correct, now listen up. I'd like you to return this money to Ryou. Bakura stashed it in Malik's underwear dresser. ..." Isis explained, feeling fairly awkward when Mariku had no spastic reaction, nor did he move wearing a blank expression on his normally, vein-stressed face.
"I'll be back." Was all Mariku said, as he and walked off in silent fury.
"Ryou! My light, my reason for existence.. my little look alike, my white haired angel-" Bakura taunted and paused, cackling maniacally at Ryou's exasperated expression.
"Save it, Bakura! Could you try and act at least remotely normal? Just for this evening?" Ryou scolded placing his hands on his hips and looking away indignantly.
The Spirit of the Ring looked thoughtful before saying, "Oh.. I suppose I could," Noticing the look of hopefulness on Ryou's face he closed his eyes and smirked.
"But of course, only for now, mind you! Hahaha!" Bakura told him with frenzied laughter, not too keen on being "normal" for the rest of the day.
Ryou's face took on a more vexed expression. And Bakura stood tall, arms folded in front of his chest with the same quirky grin on his lips.
Bakura peeped open a single eye at his increasingly pissed off other, "…Nani? Owies! That actually hurt!" The former Thief rubbed his bruising arm gingerly, glaring at his smirking Hikari.
As if things could get anymore agitating for Ryou a loud and obnoxious banging on their door was enough to make Ryou's face go beet-red. Turning to face his Yami who laughed at the sight of his Hikari's complexion, said to him with a quirky grin, "Don't worry bout it, I'll answer it." It was a good thing that Bakura didn't hold grudges (coughYamicough). And with that said, Bakura whipped open the door, ready to trounce the idiot who dared to disturb him from tormenting his Hikari.
There stood Mariku, peculiar as usual though he wore a bitter expression, save for the slight look of annoyance on his usually intimidating features. Bakura glanced down at Mariku's clenched hand which held a fist full of cash. The cash was soon stuffed in the collar of Bakura's shirt.
"That belongs to you. Isis would appreciate it if you'd keep the money that you steal, here, not in Malik's panty-dresser." Said the even so, perturbed Mariku. Turning to leave, he felt Bakura grip his shoulder and pull him back until he was inside the house. Slamming the door, Bakura motioned for Marik to follow him to the living room.
Seating himself on the couch, Bakura quirked an eyebrow at the other who sat opposite of him.
"What was with you on the phone yesterday? I mean really, do you have feelings for the Pharaoh!?" Bakura exclaimed and gave Mariku a hard look when the other appeared to be... Blushing?
"Of course not! What would give you such a foolish idea as that? ...I'm still up for messing with the Pharaoh and that doesn't mean I have Feelings for him! ..Yeesh." Mariku said to the other, brusquely.
Smirking, Bakura looked relieved and leaned forward to whisper to the other so Ryou wouldn't catch hear of it.
"Look, I think we should enter Phase Two of our plan... You up for it still?" Inquired Bakura, whilst he cocked an eyebrow at the other who's face took on a sadistic look.
"If it involves toying and tormenting the Pharaoh... Then yeah, I'm more than willing." Mariku replied, grinning maliciously.
"Good, good.. This time you should be more.. Physical with him. And no, I don't mean rape him! Just.. fondle him a bit and make him feel resigned. Call him things that no one would dare say to a Pharaoh..Just make sure you leave him confused. Make him fear you, make him want more.. Maybe I'll step into this after awhile." Bakura mused in a hushed voice. Glancing up at Mariku, he awaited the others reply.
"All right..." Mariku exclaimed, shaking his head and wondering how things would turnout. He glanced up at the Thief, blinking at Bakura who seemed a bit pensive.
Bakura stared at him, nodding and glancing over at the clock that hung just across from them. It read !0:00 A.M.
"You should do this soon.. How bout tonight? I'll make sure I see you before you go to the Game Shop." Pausing when he heard Ryou's footsteps coming towards them, he twitched his head to the side as a motion that they should depart from the living room.
Mariku opened the door and stepped out onto the porch, soon followed by Bakura when he mounted his motorcycle.
"…..Be sure to think over what you're going to do and say very, carefully and... I'll make sure that Yami is alone when you go to him." Bakura assured, receiving a stiff nod from Mariku who sped off, leaving Bakura to ponder how he would achieve the abandonment of the Game Shop's inhabitants. Mainly, Yugi and any of his friends…
Teh.. I know this is the.. What is it? Third time I've edited this fic, but it really needed some work. Couldn't help it. Anywhooverdamn, the next chapter is already complete and ready to be posted, which I will proceed to do right away. Peace out!