Thiefshipping: Into the ShadowsMarik wandered throughout the streets of Domino City, roaming the alleys and frequently shivering from the increasingly cool night air. He wrapped his arms around himself, bracing against the sudden rush of frigid air wafting from the docks nearby. He quietly cursed between clenched teeth.
His homeland, Egypt, had scorching days and frigid nights. Now that he was in Japan, the climate surprised him. The days were mild and the nights stayed relatively the same temperature, if a little cooler. Tonight seemed to be freezing, and Marik's cropped, sleeveless hoodie was of no assistance.
"Sorry," he mumbled as he brushed by someone. He did no
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Seto peered at the blonde boy's creationdisaster under bored, half-lidded eyes. "Whatever," Kaiba muttered.
Jounouchi scowled at the brunette. "At least show some appreciation, Scrooge," Jounouchi said.
Kaiba gave an amused grunt, mumbling an insult under his breath. "What was that?" Jounouchi cried, turning to face Kaiba. "I demand you tell me, Seto Kaiba, Mister I'm-too-good-for-Christmas!" The blonde mocked, pointing a finger at Kaiba.
Seto gave a small smirk, though his eyes held no humour. "Have you run out of nicknames, pathetic mutt?"
"Ehhbe quiet!" Jounouchi scoffed,
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I am immortal, Bakura thought to himself as he staggered through the endless shadows. Even if it takes another three millennia, I will rise again. The lost spirit snickered in the dark void that he had been wandering through since he had lost track of time. As long as my vengeance remains unappeased, I will live to avenge my people and take back what is rightfully ours. As if in response to his inner thoughts, a wandering spirit brushed against him, sending a chill across Bakura's skin. Another drifted by, channelling its sorrow and desire for redemption to Bakura.
The spirits were the souls of his people that had been slaughtered by the P
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"Marik?" Bakura asked, shattering the silence.
The Egyptian looked up from one of his scriptures, a little surprised. "What is it, Bakura?" He responded.
Bakura was about to open his mouth to say what was on his mind, but suddenly thought better of it and instead inquired the first thing that came to mind. "What are you reading?"
Something flashed across Marik's face, but only for a second, before he retained his previous expression. Bakura, though an excellent face reader, could not recognise it. "One of my old scriptures. It's about the rituals we tomb keepers have to perform," Marik explained. A moment passed before Marik realized
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"It's not that cold, Marik. Now hurry up and get over here," said Bakura, the boy who made Marik falter on his decision.
"Don't tell me it gets colder," Marik muttered.
"It's Japan, not Antarctica. Stop complaining and
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Marik thought as he walked through his underground home in some old traditional robes and pajama bottoms. After the Pharaoh was laid to rest, Marik had moved back into the Tomb keepers tunnels. Unlike his sister, He was unable to become a part of normal society. This however left him feeling very lonely, isolated and without purpose. Whenever he felt this way he often wished for Bakura, who was the closest person to ever being a friend to him. Bakura after all had risked his life for him when he had dueled his evil half.
"I never got to thank him for trying to help me. Besides he probably hates me for hel
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Bakura stared down at Marik, the boy's lavender eyes wide in astonishment. The tomb keeper trembled slightly beneath the dominant pale boy, Bakura's hand clenching the collar of his shirt. "Now, be obedient and tell me where it is and I won't be forced to do anything unnecessary," Bakura growled.
Marik swallowed, collecting himself as his expression contorted into an icy stare that reflected Bakura's own. "Where what is?"
"Don't be naive. I can sense the presence of the Millennium Ring, and I can tell you have it. Now tell me where it is."
Marik stiffened momentarily before his features softened. "I don't know what you're talking about