Disclaimer: Don't own them.

Summary: 1st chap

Warnings: Yaoi Cussing

Evie: Last chap! I think . . .

Okay, so this last chap is done in present tense cuz I just realized that the other chapter were in past tense. I thought they had been in present. T-T

Sorry for the crappy-written-ness. I've been on hiatus and has since improved on my writing-style, or at least I think I've improved. So it's pretty crappy until towards the end. Gomen nasai.

I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU SALLY! YOU LEFT ME! I'M GANNA GO CRY NOW! WHY! SALLY! WHY:cries hysterically: HOW CAN YOU CALL NARAKU, TRAVIS! Ok, so I've been told Sally will nehva see this but now I'm depressed and I'm ganna go kill myself or somthin'. I'm depressed. Leave me alone.

Oi! Oi! Every one that knows me (I mean people that know Rah, thus knowing me) SEND ME YOUR E-MAIL!

Jake? Did you read the whole 'Rah giving up on male race'thing? If you did. . . It means :shifteh eyes:whisper: Molestation.

Nena: (Don't deny that you would say this) MOLESTATION?

Rah: IT DOES NOT MEAN MOLESTATION!

Chapter 3: Awai!

I sit here, on Mariks stomach, trying to figure a way out of this predicament. Marik has long since been dead to the world and I wish I could also fall asleep but, alas, my restless mind won't settle the fuck down!

Marik mumbles something about blood and giggles softly in his sleep.

Stupid fucker. (1)

My mind finally starts to grow hazy and I smile. Finally. Sleep. I yawn widely and stretch before curling up next to Marik. I'll figure a way out of my predicament. When I wake up that is.

3

I pull the body next to me closer and bury my face in its hair. Wait. Somethings wrong here.

I open my eyes and am met with snowy white tresses. (2)

'Bakura?' I blink and pinch myself. "Ouch." I mutter and rub my cheek.

"Bakura?" I question softly now that I know that I am indeed not dreaming.

He shifts and looks up at me. "Marik?" his voice is raspy.

He suddenly blinks in confusion. "Marik?" He says again. "AWW FUCK!"

3

I push Marik away from me and wrap his sheets around my body.

'Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit.' I'm starting to panic and I know I need to calm down.

I take a deep breath and calm myself.

And that's when Marik decides to tackle me.

"GAH!" I fall off the side of the bed and onto the floor where Marik lands heavily on top of me.

He quickly picks himself off my and I glare hatefully at him still panicking.

"Don't fucking do that!"

Meow meow meow.

I twitch. Oh, fucking, boy.

3

I stare at the kitten. No way. Just a second ago it was Bakura. Now it's a cat. "Bakura?" I question softly.

It nods and I blink. No way.

"Bakura?" I question again and it looks peeved. "Why're you a cat?"

3

"If I knew that would I be one!" I hiss angrily.

He slumps back against his bed. "Y-you mean this whole time you- you-"

I bob my head up and down.

He raises a hand to his face and starts laughing.

How dare he laugh at me!

3

"We- we took a b- bath together. In the tub it wasn't my imagination. You- you really were there." I stutter slightly as I try to quell my laughter.

He continues to glare at me hatefully.

"You're so cute when you do that!" :heart:heart:

He growls lowly and bares his fangs.

"Fine. Fine. I'll stop." I smile and lower my hand. "Okay. Let's talk like normal people. Wait, can you change back into human now?"

His eyes flicker with an un-known emotion and the small cat shakes his head side to side.

"Okay, well, uh, lets see." I gingerly pick him up and set him on the bed. "Try relaxing."

3

He sits next to me and I comply.

I take a deep breath and is suddenly overcome with the scent of cinnamon. It invades my senses and thoroughly relaxes me. My breath comes out in a soft whoosh. And I reopen my eyes. (Which he had closed . . .?)

Marik is leaning right in front of me, our faces a scant few inches apart. My breath hitches and he inspects my body. When I realize that, I blush and attempt to cover my lap.

"Looks, like it worked." He subconsciously leans closer and I start to panic.

3

I watch and Bakura begins to change again, "Oi, calm down, relax." I reach out and lay a hand on his shoulder. He visibly forces himself to relax and I smile. "Atta boy." Something atop his head flicks and I glance up. Two snowy white cat ears are perched at attention. I lean up to them and lightly run his fingers over them, marveling at the texture. He makes a soft sound and I realize that it was a moan. I smirk and lean my mouth close, "Do you like this?" My breath caresses the appendage and he shivers. I chuckle and smirk playing at my lips, "Should I continue then?"

A small mewl emits from Bakura and he leans against me. 'Is he drugged?' I blink at the obvious show of attention but go along with it. Hell, this'll probable be my only chance.

3

(Can I just say 'And they lived happily ever after. The end'? Nay. Ohz yea, this is in 'Kura-kitchi's POV now, and it's later on.)

I fist my hand atop of Marik chest and pout. This is so not cool. I glare at Marik's side and resist the urge to jump up and kill him or something. Though. . . that does sound mighty appealing right now. I sigh for must be the hundredth time and relax my hand and lightly caress the spot where it rests. He moves under my touch and I stiffen again. "Stop that. It tickles." A hoarse voice says in a soft tone. I glare once again and go to retort when the phone rings. I jump back onto my hunches and stare wildly at the offending object. It rings again and the stupid things on top of my head, that won't go away, flatten, trying to block out the shrill noise. Marik mutters small apologies before reaching out and grabbing the object. As he greets whoever is calling in a harsh manner I pull the sheets around my body and fall back so I'm sitting normally. "Oh," he turns to me with a amused yet puzzled expression, "It's for you." My right eye twitches and I glare at him openly. He resorts to chuckling again and I swipe the phone out of his hand.

"What!" I hiss in to the phone as menacingly as I can.

"Bakura?" My eyes widen and I look at Marik with the look or pure horror on my face.

"R- Ryou-chan."

"How many times do I have to tell you? When answering the phone, answer is a kind way! You get that attitude with me again and I'm not cooking anymore!" Ryou states in the harshest way he can. –Not that it's very harsh. . .-

"Hai," My 'ears', which had perked up when I realized it was my Hikari on the phone, dropped back down in a defeated way. Geez, the last time I had tried to cook. I shiver and he begins lecturing me on some other something, I quickly lose interest and my gaze flicks to Marik. Who is currently engaged in a fearsome battle with his pants. Though it doesn't really help that he has his left leg is in the right side. I'm start to tell him so when Ryou says something that interests me. "I miss you. Come home?" I smile my thoughts drift from Marik to my Hikari, who had stuck with me through everything.

"Hai." I answer without thinking. "I need to go, Marik broke somthin'. Bye, Hikari." Ryou replys cheerfully –Not that he has any other emotions- and I hang up.

"Leaving?" A voice interrupts my thoughts.

('Handel with care.' Pft. What?)

"Hai," was my rather impressive response. He nods and turns away to continue his, still, unsuccessful task of pulling his pants on the wrong way. I hesitate for a moment. Something just doesn't feel right. Before I realize it my hand is reaching out as if to touch him. I stop it movement and force myself to look away. I stand, sheets still wrapped around my body, and dig through his dresser for some decent clothes.

I pull on a pair of plain blue jeans and fish for a belt, deciding that I don't really want them to fall off while I walk down the road. I thread the black belt through the lopes and come back around to the front and go to buckle it when another body presses against my own. "You missed a lope." Tan hands cover my own pale ones and I all at once realize just how pale I am. Hmm, maybe some sun would be good for me. . . We stay like that for a while when I say, "Marik. . ." "Shh," his breath ruffles my hair and causes my ears to twitch. "Just, let me stay like this. . . just for a little bit longer. This is my last chance." I quiet down and somewhat relax into the embrace.

I glance out his window, "Marik, I need to go. Ryou is waiting."

He sighs and moves away. I hesitate a second longer before buckling the belt and making for the door. I have a foot through the threshold when I hear Marik murmur something. "Hmm?" it takes a second for the words the register but I quickly reply, "You're welcome." I make it into the hallway and I go to close the door and right before it latches something else flints through to my ears, but I continue as if I heard nothing. I couldn't have really heard it anyways. Could I have?

I break out into a run and barely make it down the stairs without a broken neck. I nearly run Malik over in my haste to the door. There's no way he had said it. No way. He. . . he couldn't have. I bolt down the street. Thank Kami I don't live that far away. Only two people have said that to me. My mother and my. . koibito. He couldn't really meant it if he had indeed said it. which he didn't. I'm suddenly aware of my surroundings and I find my self in my living room. Ryous looking at me with a worried and confused expression.

When did I. . . . ?

I collapse onto the couch next to Ryou.

Why did he say it! Why! Then again, we are talking about Marik here. He loves to see people in pain. Absolutely fucking loves it! So he said it to confuse and pain me. That has to of be it. He didn't mean it. good. . . . But, if that's so great then why does it pain me. Damnit! Why the fuck. . .? Weight settles in my lap and something hooks around my neck. "Bakura-kun? What's wrong?" great. Now I'm on the verge of a mental-breakdown, in front of Ryou. Peachy fucking king. Damn! I haven't been this confused since Ryou said that to me. A smirk suddenly breaks out on my face. Marik probably found that out, somehow, and is trying to get rid of me or something. But then why did he. . ? Wouldn't of. . . . ? When I. . .? "Ryou-koi. I'm fih-" If he didn't then, then does that mean he actually meant it? Did he really mean what he said? Could he really mean it when he said.

'Aishiteru'

1: Hi, Fucker:squee:
2: 'tresses' . . . what a funny word.

Evie: BWAHAHAHAHAHAH! If you don't know what that means then your screwed! Cuz I'm not tellin':continues to laugh in Orochimaru/Sasuke/Naraku fashion: (You know, 'Kukukuku')

Sarah: Uh huh

Evie: Ohz yea, les see what happened next!

Ryou: Bakura-kun? Whydo you have ears:fondles them:

Bakura: SHUDDUP! Leave me alone! I'm on the verge of a mental bream down and all you think about it that I have ears!

Ryou: Right. :pats Bakura consolingly on the back: Okay, so why do you have ears? Ohmigawd! Is that a tail:squee:

Bakura: . . . I'm going back to Marik.

:elsewhere:

Marik:Shivers: Eh?

Evie: . . . . Yea. . . . :snicker: Twincest.

Rachel: Eh? . . . Oh, yeah. :throws conveniently placed pom-poms at Evie: STOP TALKING ABOUT THE TWINCEST THING!

Evie:chants: TWINCEST! TWINCEST! TWINCEST:runs in circles:

Sarah: '' means 'I love you'

MOLESTATION!

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