First off, I was really, really, really bored when I wrote this, so their might be some OOC, its up to you really. The pairing is said in the summary..drum role please...

Bakura x Marik!! Yay!! Yes, I was caught in the thiefshipping trap... So read and review!! and dont worry, I can take criticism, just make sure it makes sense, not just the usual 'you should fix your writing up' gee, what DO I fix up? Meh, my rants gone on too long, so just read!

Prologue

Marik's P.O.V.

Ugh...where do I even begin? Lets just start with this, I'm partnered with the most arrogant, stuck up jerk in the world! He has the most devilish smirk when he thinks of some stupid idea, or when any one confronts him about anything! Just when you think everything's going according to plan, a certain someone has to screw everything up over some stupid idea he had at the last minute! Speak of the devil! Here comes the arrogant thief with a smirk plastered on his face. Oh, did I forget to mention he's a thief? Yeah, and he still is.

I forgot to also mention were living in an apartment together, cause he thought it would be 'cool' to have our own hide out. I watched silently as he hid a hand behind his back, white hair popping out in various directions. I shifted comfortably on the couch. I sighed as he stood in a proud pose in front of me, motioning tome to pick a hand. Rubbing my temples, I picked his right hand.

"Nope! Wrong hand, its the left!" He opened his right to reveal nothing. "Lookie here at what I bought at the museum!" Holding his left hand in the air, revealed a pure gold necklace, with a large blue gem in the middle of a golden surrounding. I raised an eyebrow at the word 'bought', as he sat next to me.

"You mean stole Bakura?" I said grumpily, he looked at me and faked a hurt expression. Putting his hand to his chest to add dramatic effect, he let out a slight gasp.

"Me? Steal an item?" Pausing to add a sniffle to his act. "Why Marik, you know I'm agaisnt stealing!" He said, trying to sound as convincing as possible. I gave him a 'yeah right' expression and got up to go get some food. Reaching the fridge, I opened the door to get some vegetarian pizza out. Tapping my foot while waiting for it to finish cooking. Bakura sneaked up behind me and snorted when he saw me cooking vegetarian food.

"Whats with you and that vegetarian shit?" He asked, not waiting for an answer, he purposely pulled out a ham slice and ate it in front of me. "Mmm, meat...so good!" He said, exaggerating a 'this is so good' food face. I glared at him and pulled my food out of the microwave, punching him in the arm, I stormed off to my room. Setting my food on my desk, I slumped down on a bed decorated with velvet blankets and violet shades of purple pillows. My rooms walls were a brilliant shade of violet, and my clothes were too. I guess some people could say I'm obsessed with purple, but I'd just tell them to fuck off.

A loud and impatient knock echoed through my room as I was about to fall asleep. Grumbling I yelled at Bakura he could come in. I stared through slit eyes as Bakura shuddered at all the purple colors he stepped into. "If you don't like it, then leave!" I mumbled under my breath, Bakura just smirked and picked up my food. He then looked over at me, then at the food. Picking the pizza off the place, he smirked evilly and threw it at my hair.

I barely had enough time to dodge before the pizza splattered all over my bed. My face grew hot with anger as I eyed the mess. 'This will take hours to clean up!' I growled and threw a pillow at Bakura, still being the thief he was, dodged it with ease.

"Bakura! This is going to take hours to scrub out! Bastard!" Bakura simply shrugged it off,, and turned to walk away before I could yell at him some more. Panting in anger, I stomped down stairs to get some soap and a sponge. Well there you have it, here's how my life is going so far, having fun yet?

Prologue end. Reviews. NOW. PWEEEAASSSE?? ;'3