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.

85. killing time

They played Duel Monsters, but it was a lazy game. They just wanted to pass the time with something other than t.v. Bakura looked up over his cards, staring at Marik. "I don't even know why the phrase is 'arguing like an old, married couple'. I mean, we're practicality an old married couple and we don't fight nearly as much as we did when we were younger."

Marik smirked, setting a card face down on the carpet. "You finally admit that we're married."

"I admitted that the first time I washed the dishes."

"I meant out loud."

Bakura winked. "Still won't admit it in front of Ishizu."

Marik snorted, waiting for Bakura to play a card. "You know, if it made you feel better I could pick a fight with you right now."

Bakura smirked. "That might kill some time."