AN: I do not own YuGiOh if I did, I think that would be rather scary.
Bakura watched with amusement at the tomb keeper who shivered uncontrollably. His arms were wrapped around himself as he attempted to glare at the spirit who could only grin at how pitiful he looked.
"It's…too cold"
"This is cold?" the thief questioned smirking when the blonde tried to take a swipe at him, missing him of course.
Marik was dressed in a light blue jacket with fur that laced around the edge of his sleeves and the hem of the jacket. Around his neck was a light green scarf and his hands covered in dark blue mittens. He wore pants and even dark brown boots with buckles. The hood of his jacket was up framing his face that was rosey from the cold.
"Yes it's cold! Why aren't you freezing in what your wearing!" Marik hissed, his teeth chattering.
Bakura looked down at the clothes he wore, which was just a thin jacket, some blue jeans, tennis and a white shirt. He didn't even bother with mittens or a scarf; he just didn't care for them.
"This isn't cold"
"It's 56 degrees!"
"That's beach weather"
"Your crazy!" Marik hissed, bumping into the thief as he walked ahead. The thief followed after a moment continuing their casual walk together.
"I prefer it in the 20s actually…" Bakura said, smirking. That earned him a good swat at the back of his head.