|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 10:16 pm
"Hey, where are you going?" He whined, rolling over onto his stomach with a half-pout, not that he'd admit it was there if you mentioned it.
"I don't trust you out of sight," he added at an almost-natural pace to cover it up.
Damn, after being alone for 10 years, you want someone else around, no matter how much of a 'loner' you are.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 10:19 pm
Marik stopped and turned to see the pouting Bakura. "No where. And you're saying that you trust me in your sight?" He asked it almost with anticipation.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 10:27 pm
"I suppose," he muttered into the incredibly-soft pillow. God, this was a thousand times better than hard rock.
His arm curled around the rest as large red-brown eyes looked over the lump and at the blonde creature.
"As long as you aren't trying to be evil just to put me off."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 10:31 pm
"Put you off?" Marik repeated staring into the raspberry-chocolate eyes of the Fallen angel. He felt a longing, and at the same time, a peace, knowing there was someone he could actually talk to.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 10:36 pm
"You know, annoy me? Whatever." He shrugged vaguely, pushing his face back into the pillow. It smeeled like flowers, which was strange since there weren't any in this half of the forest.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 10:38 pm
"I wouldn't do anything too intensional to annoy you. Well, maybe a little. But not anywhere near to make you leave. Honestly, you can stay here as long as you need, there's no rush to go back to that cave. Now is there?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 10:45 pm
"I'm never going back," he growled.
|| *intentional ||
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 10:47 pm
Marik blinked. Normally, he would have acted worse to Bakura's growl, but he understood. He merely knoded. "You don't have to."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 10:59 pm
//I'm gonna go watch Adult Swim now. You...still...take a long time. Can you do this tomorrow? I hope...//
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 10:59 pm
"I won't," He sighed, curling up slightly. His eyes moved to the wall, a light, confused frown. "Marik..?" He asked softly, voice sounding shy. "Can I ask you something?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 11:00 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 11:02 pm
"Why does you pillow smell like roses?" He asked blandly with a 'I-don't-believe-it' look, throwing it into the faerie's face.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 11:28 pm
The pillow smacked him squarely in the face. When it fell down, his expression was not even slightly humored. "So what? What is it supposed to smell like?" he paused. "You?" Marik had a sneaking suspicion that that was not the question Bakura wanted to ask, but he didn't really care.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 7:58 pm
"you don't even like roses! You burn them!"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 8:04 pm
"I don't like the way they look. They smell nice." He stated sharply, crosing his arms over his chest.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
