Bakura finally allowed Akefia to sleep in his room some time after the sex incident. He couldn't remember how long ago that was. All he knew was that he was horny and needed a quick lay. Not until a little after did he realize how wrong it was. But he didn't really mind. After all he got what he wanted in the end. Now both were laying on the yami's king sized bed. Bakura was currently talking to someone on the phone. Akefia didn't know who but it had to be one of the mans friends.

"Alright Marik, Bye" Bakura hung up the phone and put it on its hook.

"Who the fuck was that?" Akefia asked as he turned to the yami.

" Marik. He's one of my friends. Ya know. The one with the spiky blond hair. Tomorrow we'll meet him and his hikari Malik for some fun." Bakura said as he faced the thief.

"Malik. Is he Egyptian like Marik?" Akefia asked.

"Yes he and his sister, Ishizu, are Egyptian." Bakura said.

"I've been meaning to ask this but forgot. What is Marik exactly? I just get this feeling he isn't a normal yami" he asked.

"He's Malik's anger and hatred. Since Malik and Marik are one in the same, their obviously the same ethnicity. Be careful though. Marik has a temper and is pretty perverted". Bakura warned.

"I can take his ass" Akefia said proudly.

Bakura turned on his side "unless you have shadow magic. It's impossible".

"Here's as powerful as you" Akefia growled.

"No, he has the power over minds" Bakura said.

"What do you have power over"?

"The shadow realm" was the reply.

"Does that fucking pharaoh have powers over something too" Akefia growled.

Bakura sighed "unfortunately he has control over the lives of people. Meaning he can make ones health better or worse. He's like the reaper".

"Damn" the thief cursed.

"Okay enough question. Get your ass to sleep little thief" Bakura yawned.

Akefia growled "I am not little. I am bigger than your ass."

"I am more powerful than you" Bakura smirked to himself.

"Whatever." Akefia turned over and let sleep overcome him.

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Akefia awoke feeling sick. He looked to the clock to see it was six o-clock. He tried to fall asleep. But then he felt the bile rise in his throat. He through the covers off himself before rushing to Bakura's bathroom. He couldn't make it to the toilet so he released the vomit in the sink. He rinsed it down before washing his face. He felt a little hot and clammy.

"Akefia. What the hell is wrong" Bakura asked. Worry was somewhat evident in his voice.

"I guess I'm sick" Akefia slowly made his way to the bed before throwing himself on it. Burying him within the covers.

Bakura crawled into bed as well before grabbing the phone. Dialing Marik number he heard a voice grumpily answer.

"What the fuck are you calling this time of morning Bakura? Some of us are trying to get some sleep" Marik yelled.

"I wanted to tell you that Akefia won't be coming today. He's sick".

"Could have told me later" was the reply.

"I know. I just didn't think of it" Bakura laughed tiredly into the phone before hanging up.

He snuggled into the covers before letting sleep overcome him.

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