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 not bother waiting for a response of any kind or to even glance up at the person's face, instead keeping his own head down and face shielded behind his bangs. He considered his hood but changed his mind as he realized that it may only attract more unwanted attention. The Egyptian's tanned skin, blond hair, and violet eyes already made him an outcast to the
Cicatrize: Chapter 1I 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.Cicatrize: Chapter 11 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
The spirits were the souls of his people that had been slaughtered by the Pharaoh's will three thousand years ago, wandering between the barrier of the afterlife, their cries lamenting the dead and haunting the only survivor from Kul ElnaBakura.
Bakura sensed a new presence and halted, waiting for a form to appear. As he expected, the spirit materialized in front of him, revealing a blue-eyed man g
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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 his mistake and looked away, quickly.
We tomb keepers have to perform, the words echoed in Bakura's mind. Marik still thought of himself as a tomb keeper, stuck in his own cruel childhood past.
The room began to fill with silence again, unspoken words hovering in the rays of moonlight peaking through one of the cracked windows. They were currently i
Yu-Gi-Oh : Christmas Special I : Puppyshipping"There! Perfect, isn't it, Kaiba?"Yu-Gi-Oh : Christmas Special I : Puppyshipping2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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, irritated by his permanent sobriquet. "At least I have the guts to"
Then, suddenly, a strong hand was clasped around Jounouchi's wrist, his still-pointing index finger succumbing to the force. Kaiba's breath sent a shiver down the blonde's spine as he whispered, "Guts to do what, pup?"
Jounouchi growled in an angered response.
"You even sound like a
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Bakura fell breathless into the Pier's depthless waters. It was silent for only a moment before he heard the crash of waves engulf him, and then water rushed into his mouth all at once. Swallowing vast amounts of the salty liquid, Bakura's lungs began to burn as he tried to reach up for surface. Beneath the dock, the waters were as lurid as the sky, so high up and a seemingly endless reflection. It was also frigid, the cold of the water biting him to his core.
Finally, Bakura found the surface and began to breathe in little gasps of air. He glared at where he thought Yugi would be, but the boy was already gone. Frowning, his thoughts automatically planned payback. But for some reason he did not feel like vengeance, instead he almost laughed. The Pharaoh had guts, for sure. Perhaps Bakura would reward him next time they crossed paths.
The drenched boy hulled himself up onto the dock, shivering slightly. Though it was not cold, the water seemed to chill even his bones. The night was oddl
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Yugi doubled over, gasping in air. After gaining control of his body, he had sprinted away from the dock as fast as his legs could take him, and out onto the street. Narrowly avoiding being hit by a car or two, he had eventually made it onto the sidewalk and even farther down from there. Blinking at the dozens of headlights flashing by, Yugi replayed the previous event in his head.
The Millennium Puzzle's Spirit had immediately taken over just as Yugi was about to be shoved into the water below him. Yugi vaguely recalled the shock on Bakura's face as he tumbled downwards. He assumed the Ring's spirit was one to hold a grudge.
His heart was still pounding, brisk as a hummingbird's wings. "I hope Bakura is alright," Yugi murmured.
He felt the Spirit's presence, a transparent clone of Yugi appearing beside himself. Resting a hand on Yugi's shoulder, Yami gave a tiny nod. "I know that Bakura is our friend, but when he is no longer the host of his own body..." The Pharaoh hesitated,
Cicatrize: Chapter 3Bakura 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.Cicatrize: Chapter 31 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
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," he replied coolly.
Bakura's wicked grin faltered as well, until his mouth contorted into a scowl and his grasp around Marik's collar relented. The Millennium Ring's nearby presence sent a pulse to Bakura's skull, his heart painfully skipping a beat as he struggled for control over his host's body. Ignoring the insistent throb of his head and the
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"Bakura, what are you reading?"
The pale boy glanced up from the old bounded pages, meeting the eyes of the Egyptian. "One of your old scriptures," Bakura replied.
Marik raised an eyebrow, curiosity sprawled on his features. "I wasn't aware you could read Arabic," he muttered, teasing.
Bakura bit back a smile, averting his eyes back to the foreign text below. It was all just a bunch of symbols scrawled on the page to him, however, he knew better than to question Marik's child spoken language. Bakura briefly wondered what the writing actually said.
Sighing, the pale boy rested the book on the floor and said what he'd been meaning to say all that day. "Say, Marik, last night... You were about to say something before I ah..." Bakura quickly looked away from Marik's penetrating stare. The tomb keeper must have realized where their conversation was headed and shifted nervously against his perch on the wall. Bakura was sitting cross-legged on the cold, warehouse floor.
"Yes, I g
Marik and Bakura Part one"Fluffy! BAKURA!!!!!! "Marik ran in Bakura's room not wearing a shirt. "BAKURA I HAVE AN IDEA!" The young tan boy laughed.Marik and Bakura Part one2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What do you w-wa .." Bakura has just notice that Marik was not wearing his shirt. He now had a sight blush across his face. "W-why Why are you bloody half naked you wanker!?" Bakura asked has he sat up on his bed putting down the book he was reading. Bakura sure loved reading but he never had time to read cause of Marik. Not that Bakura did not made beening with Marik
"Well if you give me time to tell my idea, you will soon find out why! And I told you not to use that word in this house hold!" Marik spat at Bakura as Bakura rolled his eyes.
"So?! What's your idea then?!" Bakura asked as he looked at Marik's midriff.
Marik notice that Bakura was looking at his sexy midriff "well as you have notice-"Marik stoke his midriff with his hand. Bakura sight blush had now turned into a more then a sight blush. He was now red because Marik had notice him looking at
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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 helping the pharaoh. I was a horrible ally to him. I didn't even make sure he was okay when I got my body back."
At this realization Marik started to cry the loneliness and despair getting to him. He ran to his room, tears streaming down his face as he passed several lit torches in the dark walkway. When he reached his room, he broke down as he fell on
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"A black coffee, please," Marik mumbled, sliding the last of his pocket money across the counter. The cashier hastily counted the coins, slipped them into the register, and gave the blonde Egyptian a curt nod as he set the coffee cup in front of him. "Thanks."
Marik sipped the revolting black liquid as he headed out the door, entering the crisp nightfall. Coffee was not something he was accustomed to, yet, and it tasted horribly bitter, but it was highly caffeinated and that was all that mattered. He stood outside of the little coffee shop, staring out into Domino City's streets as dozens of cars zipped by. After several minutes, he went behind the building to retrieve his motorcycle, parked where he had left it last. Dumping the rest of his coffee, Marik got on his motorbike and ripped out of the alley and onto the street.
He had no idea where to go next, but he refused to head back to the hideout. Bakura was probably waiting for him, and as soon as he saw Marik with his tail between
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Bakura did not have a vehicle. If he had to, he would just hitch a ride with Marik on his motorcycle, but tonight, the motorcycle was gone. Even if he did have a mode of transportation, the pale boy would still be too stubborn to chase after the tomb keeper. So, instead, Bakura sat on the edge of one of the Pier's docks and stared into the depthless water.
The nightfall was heavy on Bakura's spirit, and he had to resist the temptation of rest. If the spirit fell asleep, Ryou would immediately awake in the body and could maintain control of it for however long Bakura was out for. Bakura wanted to remain in control for as long as he could, for unnameable reasons. Although, he thought, I could name one. Bakura felt guilty, and he needed to apologize to Marik at the first sight of him. Or, at least that was what he wanted to do, deep down. Very, very deep down. In fact, so far deep down he imagined Ryou must be the one seeding these desires.
Bakura smirked, and his lurid refl
Marik and Bakura part 10"That movie wasn't scary at all!? Right guys!?" Marik laughed as him, Steve and Bakura exited the movies. "Well maybe scary for you Bakura!" Marik smirked. "You wouldn't let go of me! Not one second while the movie was playing!"Marik and Bakura part 102 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Indeed I didn't" Bakura grinned. "But I wasn't scare~" "But you said that you were!? " "I know what I said Marik~"
" ..So!" Steve jump in between them. Steve turned over to face Marik. "Remember Marik we have a rare hunter meeting today!" Steve clapped his hands. "We should get going! We don't want to be late right?!"
Marik faceplam himself. "FRIGG!! How could I forget!!? Yes let's get going!"
"Rare hunter meeting" Bakura asked, stepping in fount of Marik and Steve.
"Yes! Just a meeting I have with my Steves!"
"Mine if I join?" Bakura looked at Marik and at Steve, waiting for an answer. He had no idea that Marik even went to these meeting. He must have them the rare times he is not with the boy.
"Of course you can! T
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The tomb keeper felt arms wrap around his waist, and stumbled backwards, back onto the dock. His breath escaped in one gasp, a wave of vertigo sweeping throughout Marik. Collapsing into the suspect's arms, both of the boys went down. Marik's Millennium Rod nearly slipped out of his hand. The fingers linked at Marik's midriff separated, but instead of letting go the pale arms crossed so that the Egyptian's already lost breath was being squeezed out of him. Marik smiled, knowing who was embracing him.
"Stupid, I hope you weren't planning on drowning yourself," Bakura whispered in the Egyptian's ear.
Marik closed his eyes for a moment before opening them. "I-I can't really breathe, Bakura," Marik choked out. Hearing a little embarrassed laugh behind him, the tomb keeper felt the arms slacken around him before entirely letting go. Hesitantly, Marik attempted to get to his feet, but he barely made his way out of Bakura's lap before albino fingers grabbed his wrist. The Egyptian stared unsur
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Bakura seized all movement when he heard a little scream. It was a girl's yelp, from a distance away. The shadow looming at his feet settled, though an ominous aura still hung heavy in the air. Across from him on the dock, Marik appeared ready for another Shadow Game, grinning like a mischievous wolf. Bakura turned his body slightly towards the scattered warehouses, alert and waiting for a presence to appear. Then he caught sight of people, three of them, huddled around the corner of one of the buildings. He knew Marik must have seen them, too, but wondered if he recognised them in his possessed form. Bakura certainly could. It was Yugi, and his friends Joey and Tea. Bakura scowled. Such nuisances.
The three teenagers quickly scurried around the warehouse to hide. Bakura nearly laughed at their cowardice, but it was Marik who snickered first. Bakura faced him, and realized it wasn't a laugh he had heard, but a pained hissing sound through Marik's teeth. He had a hand clutched to