Chapter 2

Raven: hey there sorry for the late update it will get quicker

Bakura: raven does not own Yu-Gi-Oh

Bakura growled and kicked the innocent wall closest to him. That bastard had finally done it; he had managed to force him into a war. The very war he was trying to stay out of.

*flashback*

"what! You can't do this" Bakura yelled furiously at his stepfather, who was grinning evilly at him a smug look on his ugly wrinkly face.

"yes, yes I can, you are 19 years old and have yet to marry so I can pick you a bride for you, any young woman that I wish" he smirked at me his evil grin widening "but I will give you a choice. You could either marry the woman I pick for you or you can join the fight and help us fight against those disgusting creatures" he said hissing out the last sentence in obvious hatred then he composed himself "as I said you choice" he muttered with a smug tone

Everyone in the castle knew he and Marik were into guys, not girls; they were to annoying with their high and squeaky voices and bitchy attitudes. The bastard telling him this was unimaginable, he growled and gave in. he would rather go to war than marry a stuck up royal bitch

"Fine! I will join the war, I'll fight" Bakura said frustrated that he had no other choice in the matter. He whirled around and left the room, pure anger radiating off him like flames that could never be tamed

*end flashback*

Bakura growled and threw a vase at the wall… right above Marik's head as he came, at that moment, around the corner barley dodging the incoming projectile. Marik stared at the wall and then turned back to Bakura, who looked like a growling and hissing cat

"sheesh what's got your inner cat on killer mode, fluffy?" Marik asked amused at the tantrum throwing prince who shot him an angered glare for the nickname then huffed and turned away. Bakura stopped his tantrum and turned back to Marik; he looked away and plopped down on the ground just there where he was.

"my father" Bakura whispered angrily while clutching his head, he knew a headache was coming "he forced me to make a choice, either marry a woman he chose for me or" he took a deep breath "join the battle waging outside these wall against the Naga race" he finished, he heard Marik yell out a loud 'what' but he was in his own thoughts so he didn't turn to him or listen to his nags about how wrong and unfair his father was being. He didn't want to join the war because he didn't want to kill Naga's. Don't get it wrong he loved to kill and torture things, but he wasn't one to kill things that are innocent and done nothing to harm other or his kingdom. How was he going to avoid this one? There was no way he could get out of this like he always does in his other jobs

"…Kura, Bakura!" Marik's voice pulled him out of his inner panicked state, he looked up at into his best friend worried lavender eyes "how are you going to get out of this?" he asked sitting down in front of Bakura.

"Don't know" Bakura muttered as he stared at Marik. They were both confused at what to do after all they couldn't stand against the king; they would be banished or even killed

"Well if we go into battle, I'll be with you until the end" Marik said then he added as an afterthought in a joking way "just make sure your ass doesn't end soon"

Bakura smirked as Marik got up and lend him a hand. Bakura grabbed his hand and was pulled up, they both smirked at each other before walking away

"So what are we gonna do before we head out" Marik asked as he watched Bakura paint his bike a dark golden brown. They were in an abandoned landing bridge that closed down years ago and was said to be haunted, although it wasn't. Bakura and Marik had spread the rumours so people would stay away from the place. This place was like a stress relief from the palace for them, after all no one ever found them if they disappeared. The area was huge, but they only used half of the place, tools and weapons were scattered on the ground from previous uses. This place was their haven to escape all the problems, including the one they had now. The war situation they have to deal with

"Well first we finish this ride of yours, then we get our weapons and we shoot those two legged creatures we have to deal with everyday… and unfortunately we are one of, still don't shoot me" Bakura said in an amused voice as he answered Marik's question. They had decided, even if they might get executed, they will fight with the Naga's instead of against them. Marik started to laugh at the description he had given for their race, he didn't give a damn if he was mocking himself, and he was a psycho he didn't care at all

"Yeah true… but do you really want to betray your own kind, your own kingdom" Marik asked all amusement gone, his voice dead serious as he walked closer to Bakura when he finished painting the last part of the bike "I know it must be…" he was cut off by Bakura's pissed of voice

"How can it be wrong if you are their prince and they all hate you for reasons that escape even me? It will not be hard for me, after all they can't me more than they already do" Bakura snapped looking at Marik sharply a painful gleam in his red eyes. Marik wisely backed off knowing that what his friend says was true "Let's get back we better get ready for the fight" Bakura whispered standing up and walking away immediately being followed by Marik. There was still an awkward silence in the air around them

"Sorry I snapped at you" Bakura whispered as they exited the landing bridge. Marik looked up at his friend with a half-smile

"I don't really care, you are stressed and you just snapped so forgiven" Marik said grinning madly as he walked pass Bakura swinging something in the air. It looked like Bakura's sniper that he had been trying to fix and finally did

"Marik give it back" Bakura said as he lunged at Marik trying to grab it…Crash… "Marik I am going to kill you!"

"Then that's my Q to run" Marik said as he dashed of laughing madly followed by Bakura who kept on screaming at him

"So, you ready for a fight to the death?" Marik asked with an insane grin plastered on his face. They were on the air ship that was heading directly for the planet where the troops were fighting in the front lines

"No, but I have no choice and get that grin off your face, it's like you are happy to be here and kill your own kind and have a blast" Bakura said glaring at Marik who was sitting on the bike, that was ready for action when the door opens, whistling innocently. Bakura turned his head sighing and looked out the window at the ground that was coming closer and closer as if it was going in slow motion to mock him. They had finally reached their destination. The door started to open slowly and steadily like it was torturing them with the suspense of the upcoming battle

"Marik, be careful and stay in contact with me at all times" Bakura said sternly with a hint of hidden concern for his childhood friend

Marik nodded and when the door hit the ground, Marik revved the engine and sped out the door and pass Bakura whose hair whipped in the created wind at the speed that the bike passed. The engine's roar vibrated through his skull as his ears ringed, and at that moment when he heard the war cries slashing through the air. He gripped the sword he held tightly his knuckles turning white. He knew without a second thought

There was no backing out of the battle

Raven: there ya go

Marik: please R&R