Marik walked into the bedroom and noticed Bakura laying on the bed and looking smug. Marik raised an eyebrow. "What's up, Kura?"
The slightest roll of eyes at the nickname, but it wasn't enough to remove the satisfied grin from Bakura's face. He lifted up a hand, two large, red, six sided dice sat snugly between his fingers.
"Dice," Marik said.
"Yes."
"For what game?"
"A fun one."
"Yeah?"
Bakura flicked his wrist and the dice tumbled against the mattress, no doubt landing on exactly the sides in which Bakura meant for them to land.
Marik didn't look at the dice - his eyes trained on Bakura's brown, velvet gaze. "You can roll dice for whatever you want."
"Yes, I can."
"Did you play fair?"
He smirked.
Marik mirrored his expression. "Fine. The game is rigged, but that's never stopped me from playing before."
He walked up to the bed, allowing his eyes to settle onto the dice. One had pictures of a couple in different positions and the other had various rooms. The roll landed on against the wall and bathroom. Marik chuckled, scooping Bakura up so he could carry him to the shower.