One Hundred Pebbles In A Glass Jar

by sitabethel

100 Thiefshipping drabbles loosely connected to show Marik and Bakura's relationship over a couple of decades. Rated M for certain drabbles scattered throughout the fic.

41. anniversary

They ate Kushari at their kitchen table. Marik looked up from his plate. "Do you realize it's been ten years?"

Bakura met Marik's glance. "No it hasn't."

"Yes it has. Ten years this month."

"You're counting Battle City. That doesn't count. It's been less than nine years."

"Battle City counts."

"No it doesn't."

"Yes it does. We were practically married back then."

"We're technically not even married now."

Marik stared at Bakura. He shrugged and grinned, sneaking in a bite of food as he did it.

"It counts," Marik said.

"Dammit, Marik, me stabbing myself at the pier was not our first date."