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Disclaimer: I still don't own Yugioh.
Chapter Three
"No, actually I don't." Marik responded tilting his head at Bakura.
"Maybe you should." Bakura commented before stepping closer.
Marik took a step away surprised at how close Bakura was to him. He could smell the familiar cinnamon scent. He felt the heat rising in his face and he tried to will it away. Marik knew it was useless there was no way he would stop blushing with Bakura so close to him. Marik took a few more steps backwards until his back pressed into the wall.
"Running away is an invitation to be chased." Bakura whispered leaning closer to Marik.
Marik shivered at Bakura's tone and nodded his head, he couldn't think straight, there was no way he could form an actual sentence.
"Are you afraid?" Bakura questioned.
"N-no, I mean No." Marik had to repeat his words to make his voice steady.
"Are you sure, I can hear your heart thumping." Bakura stated. Marik closed his eyes.
"Does Melvin have keys to your car?" Bakura asked.
"Yes." Marik answered, freezing when Bakura reached out towards him, relaxing when Bakura only took his bag.
"Good, I'm taking you home after school." Bakura responded moving away and walking down the hall.
Marik hurried after him as the bell rang. He caught up and walked with Bakura to his math class. He reached out for his bag but Bakura held it out of his reach.
"I expect you to be waiting at my car after class." Bakura ordered before handing Marik his bag.
"Marik your late." The teacher stated as Marik walked to his seat and sat down.
"Sorry, I got lost." Marik apologized quickly trying to ignore his blush that had nothing to do with the teacher calling him out.
"Was that my brother?" Ryou asked when the teacher finished the lesson and left them time to work on the homework.
"Yes, I guess I'm going home with you guys after school." Marik replied running his hands through his hair.
"Actually I'm going with Yami and Yugi after school, but I can take you to the car." Ryou offered.
"Thanks." Marik replied numbly as he realized he would be alone with Bakura.
"No problem." Ryou replied before turning back to his work.
Marik found the previous nights homework and tore it out before handing it to the teacher. He walked back to his seat and tried out a few of the odd problems. Marik found that once again he was confused.
'maybe I should ask Bakura for help.' Marik thought to himself.
'No, you're supposed to stay away from him' that little voice in the back of his head reminded.
Marik groaned to himself. He knew that he was supposed to stay away from Bakura and he had seen with his own eyes just yesterday how bad Bakura could be but for some reason he found that he liked being near Bakura even if it did make him nervous.
"Come on, I'll take you to the car." Ryou said standing up when the bell rang.
"Thanks." Marik said again before shoving his books into his bag and following Ryou out the door.
"You're slow." Bakura said leaning against his car when Marik and Ryou walked up.
"Sorry." Marik apologized moving to the other side of the car.
"You're not planning to walk home are you Ryou?" Bakura asked narrowing his eyes.
"Yami is driving me." Ryou responded with a smile before hurrying away.
Bakura unlocked the car and Marik climbed in and buckled his seat belt. A few minutes later he was glad he had put the seat belt on, Bakura drives like a maniac. He sped down the street changing lanes and passing people constantly. Bakura pulled up to his house and parked in the driveway in front of the garage.
"I thought you were taking me home?" Marik asked as they got out of the car.
"Nope, we have a project to work on partner." Bakura answered with a smirk.
"Oh, yeah." Marik responded following Bakura up the stairs to the porch then into his house.
"Can't we work on it in the kitchen or something?" Marik questioned as Bakura led him to his bedroom.
"We could." Bakura answered before shutting the door to his room.
"You like cars then?" Marik questioned looking around Bakura's room.
"Yep." Bakura replied popping the 'p' sound.
"So.. Mercury?" Marik said settling down on the large black and white checkered comforter.
Bakura nodded and went through Marik's bag and pulled out the science book. He flipped through the pages until he found the right section then looked for their planet. Bakura read out the information and Marik copied it down on the notebook.
"It's raining." Marik commented looking out the window behind Bakura's bed.
"Yeah so?" Bakura asked pulling out a pack of gum and pulling out a piece before handing the pack to Marik.
"Shouldn't you move your car into the garage?" Marik asked taking note with a grin that the gum was cinnamon.
"Oh no, my baby is in there." Bakura answered.
"Your baby?" Marik questioned wide-eyed trying not to choke.
"My car." Bakura clarified.
"Umm.." Marik said looking out the window just make sure Bakura's car was still outside.
"Other car." Bakura stated before leaning forward and shoving the science book and notebook off of the bed and shoving Marik down on the bed.
"Bakura?" Marik asked staring up at him.
Bakura silenced him with a kiss. Bakura pressed his lips against Marik. He caught Marik's hands and pinned them above his head he braced himself on his elbows letting his hair fall to the side. Bakura nipped lightly at Marik's bottom lip demanding entrance. Marik shivered under him and pouted refusing entrance. Bakura growled lowly before sucking on the pouting lip.
Marik gasped in surprise giving Bakura the only chance he needed he slipped his tongue into Marik's mouth exploring every bit of him. Bakura released his hold on Marik's wrists in favor of exploring the rest of Marik's body. He ran his hands down Marik's side grinning into the kiss as Marik pushed into his exploring hands.
Bakura moved his lips down to Marik's throat so the other could breathe. Bakura slide his hand under Marik's shirt running his hand over the tanned skin. Marik moaned softly as Bakura bit down on his neck before sucking on the skin. Marik reached up running his hand through Bakura's hair marveling at how soft it was. Marik stared up in confusion as Bakura flinched and yanked away and then moved away from him.
"Don't touch my hair." Bakura said narrowing his eyes at the other.
Marik stared in confusion still laying back on the bed trying to catch his breath. He sat up and watched as Bakura bent down and shoved the books back into Marik's bag before handing it back to him.
"Let's go." Bakura stated in an emotionless voice walking towards the door.
"Go where?" Marik asked frowning at Bakura's tone.
"I'm taking you home." Bakura said flatly opening the door and leaving the room.
"But its still early and it's Friday." Marik said following behind Bakura.
"I've got shit to do." Bakura replied still without emotion.
"Okay." Marik said softly. He climbed into the car and stared out the window for the ride wondering what happened.
"Thanks for the ride." Marik said as he got out of the car.
Bakura didn't respond and Marik shut the door softly. Marik stood staring as Bakura peeled out of his driveway and sped down the road.
"Was that Bakura?" Melvin asked as Marik came in.
"Yeah." Marik responded quietly before settling down into the couch.
"What's wrong with you?" Melvin asked raising an eyebrow and turning to look at his brother.
"Nothing." Marik said turning away.
"Frig! I left my bag in his car." Marik groaned.
Marik let out a sigh and asked his brother to text Bakura. Bakura texted back that he would bring it on Monday. Marik sighed thinking about his homework, he decided he would just go pick it up tomorrow.
"Let's go out." Melvin said after checking the time.
"Where?" Marik asked as Melvin stood up.
"You'll see." Melvin said leading the way out the door and to the car.
Marik followed grateful for the distraction. It meant less time sitting around and thinking about what happened with Bakura. He slid into the passenger seat and buckled up as Marik pulled out heading to a different part of town.
"Is this like a street party?" Marik asked as Melvin pulled up to a crowd of people and cars.
"Something like that." Melvin replied with a grin.
"I'll leave you here." Melvin said before walking away.
"What?! Melvin come back!" Marik shouted after him.
"Marik?" Marik turned quickly after hearing his name.
"Ryou?" Marik questioned walking over to him.
Marik came up beside Ryou realizing that Yugi and the rest of the group were with him. He quickly realized that they were under dressed. The girls in the crowd wore tight and revealing clothes and the boys wore baggy clothing and muscle shirts. There was music blaring all around and people chatting loudly.
"Is this like a street party?" Marik asked voicing his earlier question.
"No, it's a street race." Yugi replied laughing.
"It's starting!" Tristan called out as the crowds parted making way for the cars.
Marik stared in shock as Yami leaned out of the first car waving at the crowds. Joey was in the next car looking intently forward. The third car revealed Bakura who was messing with something inside the car. Marik realized what he meant earlier when he said his other car. The next few cars held people he didn't recognize.
"Oh no friggin way!" Marik shouted seeing his car in the last row.
"What's wrong?" Yugi asked.
"Frigging Melvin!" Marik shouted pointing to his car.
"He's got no chance." Ryou commented staring at the plain car on the end.
"He better not wreck it!" Marik said narrowing his eyes.
"Did I miss it?!" Seto Kaiba demanded as he ran up. Marik stared in disbelief again.
"No, their about to start." Yugi answered not at all fazed by Kaiba's sudden appearance.
Revving engines took Marik's attention back to the race. A girl dressed in skimpy clothes stepped between the cars, she held up a flag and waited for her signal before dropping the flag. The cars shot off the line speeding down the road.
Marik glanced over at his friends. He noticed Kaiba standing perfectly still his hands tightened into fists, his eyes stayed on the cars as the sped away. He noticed the rest of the group watching intently. He was surprised to find himself focused more on Bakura's car than his brothers.
"Hey Ryou, what's up with Bakura's hair thing?" Marik asked knowing it was an underhanded way of gaining information but he couldn't help himself.
"What do you mean?" Ryou asked.
"I touched his hair and he went all weird." Marik said.
"Wait, you touched his hair and you're still alive?" Ryou asked wide-eyed.
"Umm..." Marik said confused.
"Never mind, it's just complicated, he doesn't like people touching his hair." Ryou replied looking away.
A loud gasp from the crowds made Marik automatically turn back to the race. Heading back towards the finish line he saw the reason for the gasp. Yami, Joey, and Bakura's cars were smashed together. Marik saw another car stop after passing the finish line winning the race but that didn't matter to him or his friends. He saw Melvin screech to a stop at the wreck. He ran with the group to the wreck.
Coming up to the wreck they saw Joey climb out of his car. He was rubbing his shoulder.
"What happened?!" Tristan asked reaching him first.
"I.. that jerk who just won, he was swerving all over the place, he has some kind of a light in the back of his car, it's bright. He cheated!" Joey explained rubbing his neck and shoulder Marik's eyes scanned the other two cars for any sign of movement, those cars were in worse condition than Joey's.
"I slowed down when I saw the guy driving like a lunatic, but Bakura and Yami were still going fast, the light hit us and I couldn't see nothing, next thing I know I hear glass shattering and metal slamming and tires squealing." Joey continued as the group approached the cars.
"Yami?! Say something?!" Kaiba shouted pulling Yami out of his car. He remained unresponsive as Kaiba lowered him to the ground. Marik glanced over Yami didn't look too good, there was blood streaming down his face and pieces of glass coating his hair.
Marik turned away and rushed towards Bakura's car along with Ryou. Melvin beat him to it. He watched as Melvin pulled the door open nearly making Bakura fall out. Marik reached out and steadied him and Melvin helped lower him to the ground. Marik felt his blood run cold. Bakura wasn't moving, blood stained his white hair and his breathing was shallow.