Silly
Disclaimer: I do not own YGO.
These two have the morbid humor of the bunch, all will be explained.
Friday
Bakura made sure everything was in order before he left on his bike to go get Migita. It was weird that he and Marik were leaving at the same time because Tajra and Migita lived together. They rode over on their motorcycles and picked up their dates and then at the next light Bakura and Migita went left while Marik and Tajra went right.
"So, what do you have planned for us tonight?" Migita asked.
"How's your sense of humor?" Bakura asked.
"Pretty good." Migita chuckled.
"Heard of the new standup comedian?" Bakura asked as he turned another corner.
"Oh my god yes! He is so funny." Migita exclaimed.
"Good, I got us tickets." Bakura asked earning a squeal and hug from behind him.
"Has anyone told you you're awesome?" Migita giggled as they pulled into the parking lot.
"Once or twice." Bakura chuckled as he cut the engine and they got off the bike and into the comedy club, presenting the tickets and then finding seats. A waiter brought them a small platter of food and something to drink.
"Hello, thank you all for coming tonight." The comedian said as he walked out onto the stage and started up his routine. Migita nearly choked at least three times due to bad timing of when she would take a bite and he would go on to a subject.
"Little bites are best Migita." Bakura managed to say through his laughing as she coughed her food down.
"Shut up." Migita said.
"Sorry." Bakura said, placing his hand atop hers and gently rubbing her hand.
"You're forgiven." Migita giggled as they continued to watch the rest of the act. Once the comedian was done, everyone left still laughing.
"Where would you like to go for dinner?" Bakura asked.
"How gentlemanly of you. Hmm…how about that new noodle shop." Migita said.
"Ok. I've wanted to go there too." Bakura chuckled as they got on his bike and he gunned the engine and drove off in the direction of the noodle shop. Pulling into the parking lot they dismounted the motorcycle and waited in line for a few moments before being seated.
"So, I know I've never asked this, but what were your parents like?" Migita asked.
"My father was an archeologist and my mother wasn't in the picture long, she died of a heart attack when I was eleven." Bakura said.
"I'm so sorry for bringing that up." Migita said, looking down at the table.
"Migita, most of my friends know about that, you were unaware, so it's only common." Bakura said.
"Where is your father?" Migita asked.
"On an excavation, he always was for most of my childhood, so I lived with my aunt most of the time." Bakura shrugged as their waiter walked over to take their order.
"He's one of those men that don't like to think he's old until he breaks something isn't he?" Migita asked, earning an earnest laugh from Bakura.
"You pinned it." Bakura chuckled. They laughed for a little.
"So what are your parents like?" Bakura asked.
"They're pretty cool people with a small yet flowing business." Migita said.
"Where do you work again?" Bakura asked, changing the subject as he could tell she didn't want to talk too much about parents, obviously a slightly sore spot.
"I work at a hotel with Serenity and Tajra as a receptionist." Migita said, though her tone gave away that she wasn't too happy with that job.
"What's up?" Bakura asked.
"Some of the girls working there flirt with half the men that walk into the building, be them married or not. And when they give them the key card to their room they slip their number to the men. It's really annoying." Migita said.
"Those girls are obviously working for the wrong business." Bakura said.
"No kidding. They also like to torment Tajra; I swear it's like a game to them, messing with her emotions and everything. You know what they tried to do once?" Migita asked.
"What?" Bakura asked.
"Here are your noodles." The waiter said, they looked up, smiled and thanked the waiter before Migita got back into her story.
"Ok, now where was I?" Migita asked.
"What the girls at work tried to do to somehow torture Tajra I believe." Bakura said earning a smile from Migita.
"Right. Ok, so what they tried to do was make her blow her top and get mad at them, simply because she would get hit on the most by the single guys that would come in and not pay them any attention, you know, like an employee is supposed to do, so they messed with all her files, picked on her because of her tattoos, called her a freak, a slut, a whore, and she did eventually get tired of it and reported it to the manager. He did handle the situation and they all got a pay cut." Migita said.
"So they were jealous of her getting unwanted attention and were trying to get her fired." Bakura asked in awe.
"Yeah." Migita said before eating some noodles.
"That's just plain ridiculous." Bakura said.
"I know right. I think they're still trying to get her fired, but they'd have to dig really deep to find out what there is to know about her. Our manager is a majorly religious guy; he would flip his lid if he knew anything about her." Migita whispered.
"Ah." Bakura said.
"But Tajra, Serenity and I have been looking into another job should things hit rock bottom for us." Migita giggled.
"And that would be?" Bakura asked.
"Well, Jetta has offered us a job at her modeling slash fashion agency to be models for her. We've been mulling it over." Migita said with a shrug. Bakura smiled.
"I think it would be a lovely idea." Bakura said with a mischievous gleam in his eyes.
"You're only saying that because I'll get free new clothes, some of which are well…inappropriate to discuss in this setting." Migita said with a slight quirk of her lips.
"I'm on board for you to work for Jetta." Bakura chuckled as she rolled her eyes. Yes, he did care about her, and that was part of his reasoning for her to work as a model, but he liked when she let herself go and show off a little, not a lot, Bakura did not like when other men ogled her.
"Marik will most likely agree with Tajra about it, but that is completely understandable, she has a knock out body and face." Migita said.
"You do too." Bakura pointed out earning a light peck on the cheek.
"You're too sweet." Migita snickered as they finished their noodles. Bakura paid the man and left him a tip as they hopped back on his motorcycle and rode off towards the park and cemetery. Bakura pulled into the parking lot to the park and soon they were walking through the park.
"I've always liked night time walks." Migita said.
"So have I, but do you mine me asking why?" Bakura asked.
"Two reasons. One, it's kind of romantic, and though it may not seem like I am, I am a romantic at heart. And two, the night always feels more alive, like you can feel the spirits and energy swirling around you as you simply walk down the street. Somehow it's calming to me." Migita said with a warm smile.
"I've always had the same sort of feel for the night. Some people may say it's more alive because of the night clubs and such, but I too believe that the night is literally alive in an almost morbid sense." Bakura said, seeing Migita smile.
"We're both a couple of weird people." Migita giggled.
"You don't even know the half of it." Bakura said.
"I would like to learn." Migita said kindly as she squeezed Bakura's hand. Bakura began to explain his somewhat demented past and once he was finished with the story they had somehow managed to walk into the cemetery.
"You must think I'm some sort of freak." Bakura said.
"No, I don't. You forget, I live with Tajra." Migita said. Bakura nodded and smiled.
"Most people would think we're odd because we're on a date and walking through a cemetery." Migita said.
"That's because most people are afraid of death." Bakura said as they rounded a tombstone.
"And most people are afraid of it because it doesn't just happen to the old and sick, it can happen to anyone at any time." Migita said.
"Yeah, and some people don't like to think that their number could be up tomorrow. There are thousands and millions of uncertainties in the world, but there are very few completely certain events in the world, and death is one of those. Everyone eventually dies, one way or another at any age. That is a fact." Bakura said as they walked outside the cemetery.
"I know something that will happen for certain." Migita said with a kind smile.
"Oh, and what would that be?" Bakura asked as he felt her arms wrap around his slim waist.
"That we'll be going out again." Migita said.
"I agree with you; that will happen again." Bakura said before leaning down and capturing her lips in a sweet kiss. People would consider them odd for having their first official kiss as a couple outside a cemetery, but then again, they always were the ones who went against the grain. Bakura couldn't get the smile off his face even after he drove her home and dropped her off, kissing her again before they parted for the night.
"Yes, we certainly will be going out again." Bakura said as he pulled up to the home him and Marik shared, smirking that he was home before Marik.
Like I said, morbid sense of humor, but it works for them.