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Groans, threats and cursing was heard from a very pissed albino spirit in the streets of Domino. Marik still had a good hold on Bakura’s arm as he practically dragged him over the public park. He was still extremely enraged at his hikari for what he did to him this morning, thus he was not really paying attention to the insults the Tomb Robber was yelling at him.

“Let go of me! What’s wrong with you, you fucking nut case! Why do you want to go for a walk in the park?! Ra, that’s the cheesiest thing I’ve ever heard!” snarled Bakura to his friend and he tried to pull his wrist free.

“So that we can have some quality time together. It will be magical and whole that romantic crap.” mumbled Marik under his breath, before letting go of the straining boy’s arm, seeing that he reached the entrance of the park.

Bakura blinked a bit as he rubbed his now slightly sore wrist, unsure if he actually heard correctly “What did you say?”

“Hmm……I said: It will be fun, we can throw squirrels at old ladies.” replied Marik, who was never that great at lying to Bakura. “Come on.“ He adding quickly, taking his arm again.

Bakura growled and shook his arm free from the other’s grasp “Are you nuts?! I’m still in my boxers! I got honked at eleven times on the way over and everyone was staring at me drooling like fat kids at a BBQ. Most of all, I’m sick of ditsy teenage girls giggling at me! I want to put some God damn pants on!”

Marik chuckled and shakes his hand lazily as if brushing off Bakura’s worries “You’re imagining things...”

Just then, two teenage girls walked by them giggling at Bakura and whispering between each other. The whispering was rather loud, since our two boys could clearly hear comments made on Bakura’s ‘cute butt’. The albino groaned and glared at Marik, pointing at the girls “See! There it is again! This is humiliating.”

Marik shrugged “Well, It’s not my fault you’re a super hot bishi. Beside we’re already here, why waste time going back home?” He chuckled and nudge the paler boy teasingly “Haha, I didn’t think you would be so prude. Remember that time we all walked into McDonald naked? I think we made every single girl in there faint. A couple of guys too.”

Bakura couldn’t help but laugh a bit at the memory and rub the back of his neck “Well, we were drunk ...“ He narrows his eyes at the other, remembering he was supposed to be angry. “Fine, I’m coming but I swear if any of the pharaoh’s stupid friends see me, I’m going to kick your ass!”

Marik nodded and grinned, happy to have won. “Sounds fair.” He then started to walk into the peaceful park. Bakura sighed a bit and followed, wondering just why he lets himself get convinced so easily. As he pondered on the previous conversation, he realised something that made him stop his walk. ‘Wait a minute… he called me super hot.’

As Bakura had his little revelation, the sandy-blonde Egyptian walked glaring at all the people ogling the barely naked albino. He couldn’t help but feel jealously taking over. This is never good, especially with a psycho like him. ’How dare they look at my Bakura! No one should drool over him except for me...and possibly Malik. Ra, if they don’t stop staring I’ll rip out their eyes with a rusty hook!’ He smirked, getting an idea, an even better idea than the rusty hook one. He turned to wrap his arms around the stopped Bakura’s slim waist and pulled him over possessively.
Bakura’s eyes widen at him, still rather unsettled by the compliment he had received from him earlier. He almost blushed. Almost, no self-respecting tomb raiders blush. “What do you think you’re doing?”

Marik smirked and leaned over to whisper in his ear “If I hold you like this, people will think we’re going out and might stop looking at you as if you were a cheap hooker.”
Bakura glared at him with suspicion. This wasn’t quite Marik-like decisions; when something like this bothered him he usually started mutilating people. But they were supposed to keep out of trouble and the idea did make sense. After a second of hesitation, he nodded “Yeah okay, I see.”

The Egyptian smiled smugly at what he saw as his second victory of the day. He really felt very proud of himself for finding an excuse to hold his crush like this. Oh, he was planning to do much more but that would just have to wait. He walked over a near by bench and sat down, pulling Bakura down with him. He kept his arm around his waist and pulled him even closer to him. ‘ ...This...this is awesome!’ Thought a now very giddy Marik.

Bakura felt rather odd having his friend hold him so close. It’s not that he minded it that much, he as always found Marik and his hikari attractive. Who wouldn’t? Those two had the physic of fucking sex Gods. ‘Especially Malik..' He idly though. Still, this felt a little too weird. Ever since the previous night the two have been acting different around him. Friday night, they were sucking up to him, fighting to sit next to him and to hold his arm. This morning, Malik cooked him a breakfast and he could have sworn he saw him blush. Now, Marik had his arm around him and he was pulling him closer, if that’s even possible.

It was painfully obvious that something was up.

“Alright Marik, what’s going on?” said the tomb robber with a glare as he moved the tanned boy’s arm away.

The other spirit looks at him, with a very innocent (and very fake) look and wrapped his arm around him again. “What do you mean?”

Bakura scoffed at him “Please, what kind of idiot do you take me for? You know what I mean and I want to know exactly what’s going on. You better tell me before I get mad.”

Marik frowned slightly, having hoped he could keep his little act a bit longer. Oh well, it was naive to think that Bakura could be fooled very long. He might as well try to get something out of it. He smirked deviously “Alright, if you want to know, I won’t keep it from you.”
Before Bakura could get the chance to turn away, he moves his free hand to the back of his pale neck to hold him in place. Just as the albino spirit opened his mouth to protest, Marik’s lips pressed firmly against his own.

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Jounouchi and his long time friend Honda were walking through the public park. As you may know, they’re not exactly the kind of guys who hangs-out there on a Saturday. They were actually supposed to meet the rest of their friends at the arcade but they ran late because Honda got his shoe stuck in peice of gum that someone threw on the sidewalk. You didn’t think that was possible, eh? Well it is if you’re a pointy haired teenager. Fortunately for them, the park was a short cut they could easily take.

Jounouchi groaned and threw the brunette an irritated look. “I can’t believe you got us late, you moron. ”

Honda rubbed the back of his neck, looking somewhat embarrassed. “Look man, It’s not my fault someone left carelessly their chewed-up gum there.”

Jou rolled his eyes “You’re the only guy I know who got his foot stuck for 15 minutes in gum.”

Honda glared at him and shot back “Yeah well, you’re the only guy I know that still sleeps with a Raggedy Ann doll. ”

The blonde blushed furiously and replied defensively “I told you! I don’t know how that thing got in my bed!”

Honda laughed and shook his head before sighing dreamily “Whatever, all that matters is that I’m going to see Shizuka. Do you have any idea just how freaking HOT your sister is?”

Jounouchi’s eye twitched in pure irritation. “I swear to God, if you say that my sister is hot one more time, I’m going to beat the living crap out of you!”

“But it’s not my fault she’s HOT.“

Jou growled and was just about to punch him when something else caught his eye. He stopped walking in shock to look at two rather familiar people on a bench. “Dude…is...is that Bakura? What is he doing in his underwear?”

Honda stopped as well and blinked at the sight “Wow, you’re right. Is that Marik with his arm around him?”

Their eyes widen in dismay as they saw Marik suddenly locking Bakura in a kiss. Jou looked over at his friend, his voice not quite steady “Did I just see what I think I saw?”

Honda shuddered and nodded “They…they kissed! This is way too weird. We have to tell the others!”

Jounouchi bit his lower lip, not quite sure he agreed with the brunette’s idea. “Hmm…are you sure we should, man?”

Honda frowned at him, not understanding the blonde’s hesitation. “Well, yeah! Seriously man; are you scared of those two gay freaks? I mean sure they could kill us; they tried to before but it never worked. So what are you worried about?”

Jou wasn’t scared, he simply felt a bit guilty. After all this wasn’t any of their business if Bakura and Marik where going out right? On the other hand, they did kiss in public so if they wanted to keep it a secret they should be out to begin with. Plus, they were both evil psychos and they did tried to kill him and his friends many times. Most imporantly, they burned down the Wal-Mart! Those bastards.

He nodded, finally making up his mind “Let’s go”

They both ran out the park, heading to the arcade.

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Bakura’s eyes almost jolted out of his head as Marik firmly presses his lips on his, and it soon began to turn into a passionate kiss. He could already feel the tip of the other’s tongue prodding at his mouth. How dared he kiss him?! They were friends and nothing more, right? Wait, was he actually enjoying this? No way!
It took a few moments for him to recompose himself from the chock and break free from the lip-lock. He violently pushed the other boy and jump off the bench, afraid of more touching if he stayed close. “What in the name of Ra do you think you’re doing?!”

Marik looked at him, somewhat surprised by the violent reaction. “I'm kissing you…Don't pretend you didn't like it.” He added with a smirk.

The tomb robber only was more infuriated by the other’s response glared daggers at him. He turned and began walking off, afraid that he might actually do something he would regret later. Marik bit his lower lip a bit, not liking the way the way Bakura was taking it. If the tomb robber randomly forced a kiss on him, he wouldn’t complain. “Come on, don’t be like that. Come back.”

Bakura threw him a glare over his shoulder and growled in response “Fuck you! Stay the hell away from me and don’t try following me if you want to live!”

Marik sighed, watching the other boy leave. He slumped down on the bench and crossed his arms. ‘Kissing him so soon really wasn’t the smartest move. Now he hates my guts.’ He frowned at the thought of Bakura choosing Malik over him. It certainly looked like it was going to be the case. He just hoped he hadn't ruing things completely. Yet, he was certain the Tomb Robber enjoyed the kiss, even if he doesn’t realize it yet. He would have pushed him off sooner... he actually could have sworn that he felt Bakura kiss back. Or then again maybe it was wishful thinking. Oh well. ‘‘Ok, so he hates me now, but there’s still hope. I’m not giving up just yet!’’ He exclaimed as he jumped off the bench, a determined look on his safe. It’s face to say that every stranger around at the time walked away from the Egyptian as fast as they could.

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Terribly sorry for the slow update. ^.^;;;