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I twitched in irritation. Did he have to be that loud? He was sitting right next to me on the couch the gods sakes, he should know not to yell into the phone. "No, I'm really sor- Of course not! Odion! That's not what- yes, really. I swear, we just forgot!" There was a pause, and I savored the silence.
"No. yes, I'm sure. I know. Yeah, it's great! There's this really cool- huh? Oh, ok. Alright. Bye. You too. Bye."
Marik hit the end button on the phone and rested his head in my lap. "They worry too much," he commented.
I flicked his forehead. "Guess it runs in the family."
"I don't worry that much…oh yeah, we need to go grocery shopping."
"Actually, there's somewhere I have to go, so why don't we leave together?"
Marik sat up. "But how are you going to get there? We only have one car."
I rolled my eyes. "I'll walk. It's not far." A slight frown graced his face.
"Why don't you let me drop you off?"
"Because," I said, standing up. "I need the exercise. Fresh air and shit."
"Okay," he said warily. "I'll see you later then."
I reached my hand down to help him stand up, before pulling him into a quick kiss. "Yep. See you in a bit."
I watched him walk out the door before grabbing my account information off the table where it had stayed since last night, and continued out the door behind him, watching the truck pull away.
It took me fifteen minutes to walk to the bank, ten minutes to get the money out of the account (five of which were spent arguing with the bitchy receptionist), and ten more minutes to walk to the car dealers.
I spent a full hour in there.
I fucking hate car salesmen.
Thinking back to our experience getting a house, I decided that I hate any kind of salesmen.
But in the end, I walked out with a brand new, shiny purple motorcycle, for half of the original price. Seriously, who would pay that much?
When I got home after ten minutes, I parked right next to the truck and went inside where my boyfriend was waiting for me.
"Oh my gods Bakura, where have you been?! I've been waiting for ages! I thought you had died, or-"
I silenced him with a kiss.
"See, you do worry too much. Come here, there's something I want to show you." I grabbed his wrist and pulled him outside. When he saw the bike, Marik's eyes popped open.
"I- you…you bought…me…"
I rolled my eyes. "So you like it then?"
In response, he flung himself at me, nothing less of what I had expected.
"I can't believe you remembered.."
I tightened my grip on him. "Of course I did. Why wouldn't I?"
I looked up at the car in front of us, and was actually a little amazed at what I saw. It was a truck. A rusty red pickup truck. Marik saw me staring, and frowned.
"What, you don't like it?"
"It's just so…unfeminine."
"Thanks, I think."
"It doesn't fit you at all."
"Oh, rea - HEY!"
And for the first time in a long time, I burst out laughing. "I mean, I pictured you in a convertible or something." I bet he only bought the truck because he thought it would make him look manlier. Somehow, it only ended up giving the opposite effect.
"Actually, ever since I was little, I've wanted a motorcycle. But my dad won't let me get one."
"Thank you," he murmured. He pressed his lips to mine, and we slowly moved in sync with each other. Suddenly, he thrusted his hips out, and I let out a low groan.
"Maybe we should go inside."
He nodded. "Yeah…I think we should…"
I scooped him up, carrying him bridal style all the way to our room.
It took no time for us to get undressed, and soon our hips were moving together, doing things that resulted in both of us becoming short of breath. The sheets were clenched beneath Marik's fist, and as we finished, I saw his grip slowly loosen. Both of our bodies relaxed into the bed, and I tilted his head up for a kiss.
"You didn't tell me you went to the store to buy lube."
A deep blush covered his face. "Well, I just didn't feel like telling you."
"It was your first time, and you didn't even cry. I'm rather impressed."
The blush stayed, but the expression on his face slowly changed from one of embarrassment to shock. I tilted my head in confusion. What was his problem now?
"So…this wasn't your first time then?"
Oh, shit. With the determined stare he was giving me, I had a feeling he wasn't going to let this go easily.
I rolled over, propping my hands behind my head. "Maybe not. So what?"
For a minute, he looked hurt, but the face of determination was back in a second.
"Tell me who."
I sighed. "I don't know, Marik. No one important. I don't even remember their names."
"Their?! More than one?!"
Getting irritated now, I rolled to face him again. Looking him dead in the eye, I said "Yes Marik, more than one. Whores. It was no big deal."
He faltered, looking down. "So, no one…"
"No one what?" I prompted.
"Now one….like me?"" He raised his head, letting me look into those violet eyes.
"Of course not, don't be stupid. You know you're the only person I've ever loved."
"Okay. Thanks, Kura."
"There's nothing to thank me for."
With that, we both closed our eyes and fell asleep.
I smelled hamburgers.
The scent was enough to rouse me from my sleep, and I opened my eyes to Marik in a pink dress.
I sat up and focused more on what I was looking at. Oh, it wasn't a dress; it was an apron.
Still girly as hell, though. I snorted. "Nice."
Marik crossed his arms. "Shut up Kura. I wasn't exactly my first choice, I found it here. I didn't think you would wake up…"
I smirked. "Well, you shouldn't assume things like that. The smell of meat always gets me up." Marik looked surprised for a minute, as if he had just remembered something. "Oh yeah, I made dinner."
I got out of bed. "I know," I said, smacking him upside the head. "That's what woke me up, remember?" The started yelling something at me, but I was already out in the hall. The closer I got to the kitchen, the stronger the smell became. When I finally reached the table, there were five burgers on a plate - three for me, two for him. The golden haired boy appeared behind me. "You know, you can't taste it just by looking at it."
Scowling, I sat down and took a bit of the sandwich. Surprisingly, it was really good. Like, really, really good.
"Holy shit Marik, you made this?"
He nodded. "Yeah. I mean, I made the burger from scratch too, but I bought the rolls…"
I swallowed. "This is amazing."
He blushed. "It's no big deal."
"No, seriously. This is the best burger I've ever had."
He smiled, obviously pleased with himself. "Thanks."
We finished dinner quickly. As Marik was doing dishes, the phone rang, so I walked over and picked it up.
"Hi Bakura. It's Ishizu."
"Oh, hi. What's up?"
"Odion and I were just thinking it would be nice to see you guys. He misses Marik already, but doesn't want to admit it."
"Tch, figures. Well, do you want to come up here? Or should we come to you?"
"Actually, would it be okay if you came to our house? Marik forgot a couple things that we want to give to him."
"Yeah, no problem. Figures he would. We'll be there around lunch then, tomorrow. Is that good with you?"
"That sounds great. We'll see you then."
"Alright, see ya."
"Bye Bakura, love you."
""Wha-umm, ok. Bye."
I slammed the phone down and felt the blood rush to my face.
Marik turned around. "Was that my sis- Bakura, what's wrong? Your face is all red!"
Dammit, it figures he would notice."Nothing! She said she wants us to come down tomorrow."
He ignored me, though, and kept pursuing my stupid blushing face. "What did she say? Was she mean to you? Oh Ra, did she make a sexual joke?"
"No, Marik, nothing like that, stupid! She just said…"
"She just said she loved me."
I turned away from him, crossing my arms across my chest. I could feel Marik looking at me, and he did so for a good moment before bursting out laughing.
"It's not funny!"
"You got all worked up over that?"
"I just wasn't expecting it, okay?"
Marik wiped at his eyes and grabbed my hand, linking our fingers together.
"Of course she would say that. After all, you guys are family."
"If you want to put it that way. Look, just leave it. It's not as if I'm exactly used to hearing it. Besides you, no one's said that to me in two years."
He hesitated. "Bakura…"
Shit. Here he goes again.
"Will you tell me about your mom?"
I sighed. "Come one." I pulled him towards the stairs and he followed me up into the living room. We sat side by side on the couch and he wasted no time getting comfortable, resting his head on my shoulder. I wrapped my arm around him and took a breath.
"Someone shot her. She owned a clothing store - she liked to make dresses. She was outside putting things on display, and was hit in a drive by shooting. Hit her right above the ear. That was when my dad started drinking."
I smiled. "I used to think she was the most amazing person ever."
Marik looked at me. "But she isn't anymore? Or do you just use past tense because she passed away?"
"No," I clarified. "I met someone better."
"What?!' He looked shocked. "Who?"
I rolled my eyes, and as an answer, firmly pressed my lips against his. "Answer your question."
He cleared his throat. "Oh. Right. Well, I'm glad I rank above your actual family."
I smirked and rolled my eyes. "Mhm."
Come to think of it, that was the second time he had quoted me. If he keeps up like this, I'll just have a parrot for a boyfriend. My thoughts were interrupted by a loud yawn coming from next to me.
I glanced at him. "We can go to bed if you're that tired."
He nodded. "Yeah, I'm sleepier than I thought."
We both stood up, but before he could go anywhere I scooped him up bridal style, making him yelp in surprise.
"K-Kura! What the hell are you-"
I cut him off, taking his lower lip in between mine. Breaking apart after a minute, I moved my mouth to his ear. "I love you."
He grinned and wrapped his arms around my neck. "I know."
We never made it to the bedroom.
Well, that was that! I know it was pretty short, but a chapter is still a chapter! I feel like they kiss alot. What do you think? Good or bad? Let me know in a review! Thanks to all the people who are still reading!