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 Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2005 2:36 pm
Marik released Yuugi's chin and turned his body so that he was facing Bakura directly. His arms folded themselves over his chest, and he looked extremely casual, as if this was nothing but a meeting between two old aquaintences out on the street. It showed just how much Marik thought of Bakura's, Jou's, or anybody else's power over him.
Absolutely nothing.
"Shut up? Is that all, Bakura? If I remember correctly, you were full of scathing remarks the last time that we met... full of fire." He began taking slow, careful steps towards the white-haired man ahead of him. "What's happened to you?" As he said the last part of the sentance, Marik turned his head to look down at Jounouchi, a small smirk playing over his lips. "Or should I ask... who, has happened to you?"
"W-why is it any of you're business!?" Jou was attempting to stand back up, ignoring the ever-present pinpricks in his limbs. It didn't hurt, it just felt strange and numbing. "Jus' g-go back to whatever hell hole the other Yuugi s-sent you to...!"
Marik raised an eyebrow, barely three feet away from both Bakura and Jounouchi. "I did try hell once..." again that snake-like movement, the rush of his arm. He now had a strong, deeply tanned hand grasping the collar of Jou's shirt, pulling the blond up to a standing position with a sharp tug. A whisper began to replace his voice, just the right tone to be considered sensuous. It was like warm silk, a carressing sound that was easily heard and hard to ignore. "...but I found that it just wasn't hot enough." With a shove, Jounouchi was again stumbling backwards, and Marik quickly turned to grab Bakura. His hand had the fabric over Bakura's shoulder in a vice-like grip as he pulled Bakura forward, his other hand mirroring the first and going for Bakura's other shoulder. "Perhaps I will have a better time back here..." still with that whisper. "What do you think, Bakura?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2005 3:13 pm
Bakura started to struggle against Marik''s grip and jerked his head away from him aswell. "G-get the hell away from me!" he yelled at marik, panicing now that the other yami had a grip on him. Bakura''s breath sped up slightly as he continued to struggle against Marik''s grip.
((sorry, that was all i could come up with -.-))
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2005 4:02 pm
"Ah, so maybe there are a few embers still burning inside of you! Good, Bakura... let them burn..." He grinned maniacly, again showing all of his teeth. "None of this will be any fun or worth my while unless I have some sort of a challenge..." He released one of Bakura's shoulders and relocated the hand to the back of Bakura's head, pulling it closer again. His eyes bore into Bakura's, tinted with amusement and dark promises. "Although all the struggling in the world will not help you." And then, there were a set of simultaneous movements. Marik's head came forward, Bakura's was pushed forward by Marik's hand, and the two met halfway between. Or, to be more specific, their lips met halfway between.
Jou, still behind Bakura, had continued stumbling and had fallen. Again. He couldn't yet see what was going on between the two, but things had just gotten too quiet, and he didn't like it one bit.
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2005 4:12 pm
Yuugi stood a little ways from Marik now. He knew he couldnt go anywhere anytime soon. Once again he pulled at his wrists trying to get them apart, but there was no luck. He lifted his purple eyes from his hands and over to Bakura and Marik right when they were together. He gawked at the sight with slight embarassment. It was one of those things when you became embarassed for the person, or just because you were starring at them.
((x__x gah, im so braindead))
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2005 4:27 pm
Bakura started to struggled wildly trying to push Marik off of him as he paincked. 'N-no not again, not again! Get off of me you b*****d!' Bakura's mind ran wild but all he could do was struggle and panic. Nothing he could do right now would help him get out of his present situation.
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2005 5:00 pm
Inwardly, Marik was smirking. The kiss was deep and fiery, even passionate. He wanted to see how far Bakura could be pushed before he broke or snapped. In the end, it was the same thing, wasn't it? "Mmn..." he purposely made a sound, letting Jounouchi and Yuugi know exactly what they were seeing; and that Marik was enjoying it. The feeling of being able to cause this much fear in panic in Bakura, of all people, was just as gratifying (if not more) as the kiss was. Not in need of air quite yet, he only deepened the kiss, crushing their lips together.
Jou was stareing now, wide-eyed. His mind wouldn't quite register what was going on in front of him even as it happened. 'He's kissin' Bakura.' Jou shook his head. 'He's kissin'... Bakura... Bakura!' He tried to move, but only recieved another wash of pinpricks in return. He could barely move, save to sit himself up and gawk. "Ba-Bakura...!" The effects of the barrier's protection were wearing off, but just not fast enough. Jou looked over to Yuugi, seeing him staring, and then looked back. It was like a train wreck. You just couldn't look away.
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2005 5:15 pm
Yuugi continued to stare wondering how long it would last. Didnt they need to breath? When he heard Jou's voice, he turned his eyes towards his friend to see him starring as well, but with a different feeling then Yuugi was. Finally he looked back to the two. Bakura looked rather panicky by the way he acted, and yet Marik seemed to be enjoying every last second. He didn't doubt that Marik would pull something like this off...but it was just so strange to see something like that... Sure Marik had put his lips against Yuugi's ear, but not his lips. And he was greatful for that, seeing what was happening before him.
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2005 6:21 pm
Bakura continued to panic and despratly tried to push Marik off of him. Bakura finally got the idea to maybe kick him into letting him go. Moving carefully he lifted his leg and tried his best to give Marik a hard kick wherever he could without putting too much force into it; he didn't want to fall over.
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2005 7:06 pm
Marik abruptly broke the kiss when Bakura's leg made contact wtih his shin. Intimidating picture of insanity as he was, he still had a physical form at the moment. "Ra damn it...!" He glared daggers at Bakura, growling low in his throat. "Your first strike. Three, and you're out." He then placed a hand on Bakura's chest and summoned the shadows yet again, using them to propel Bakura back and away from him.
"Bakura!" Jou had finally gotten back onto his feet, and was moving in the tomb robber's direction. If he could, he was going to catch, or at least help to steady Bakura's body once it came back far enough for Jou to touch.
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2005 10:34 pm
Bakura hit the wall and let out a pained noise; sort of half way between a scream and a bit of a yelp. He then slumped down against the wall and sat there, head hung and shaking just slightly. Obviously what Marik had just done to him had triggered something in the tomb robber.
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 4:27 pm
"BAKURA!" Jou was at the thief's side in a second, kneeling down on the ground beside him. He didn't know how badly Bakura might be hurt just yet, so he didn't want to touch or move him until Bakura showed some kind of sign that he was at least concious. "Bakura... c'mon, look up..." his eyes darted from Bakura to Yuugi, trying to keep them both in sight at the same time.
Marik did nothing but smirk down at the trembling figure on the floor. He, unlike the other three in the room, was thoroughly enjoying himself. Now, that was a good Bakura. Sitting on the ground, shaking, all nice and quiet like that. How was it that the pharoh's imp had given him so much more trouble? It was rather funny to think about actually. Yuugi being the tough nut to crack, with Bakura being the soft-shelled one. So funny it was, that Marik ended up laughing.
Jou's eyes turned up towards Marik in a glare, seemingly full of enough heat and anger to burn a peice of paper ten feet away. "You..." a choice words here, which are best not to repeat, "!!! What makes you think you can touch him!? Either of them!" Marik had just messed with both Jou's best friend and love interest in one day. Jou was not a happy puppy.
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 4:36 pm
Yuugi stood there, anger rising in his chest. Marik was toying with them, like animals. "They aren''t the ones that have what you want!" he yelled, daring to glare at Marik with now angry purple eyes. Even if he was small, he had a rather big heart. He couldnt just stand by and do nothing while he hurt his friends. He pulled at the shadow cuffs again, and failing yet another time.
Yuugi looked to Jou and towards Bakura carefully. "Hurting them wont bring you anywhere near the millenium items. Its just bringing you farther away." he said angerly.
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 5:20 pm
Bakura didn't budge and inch, he just continued to stare at the floor and trembled.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 3:37 am
"...Yuugi..." Jou had finally started to reach out and touch Bakura when he heard Yuugi's voice, strong and clear from the other side of the hallway. His eyes widened a little bit at the realization. Marik was here for the items. But that couldn't have been the only thing... could it have?
"..." Jou didn't know, but his entire body was tensing with apprehension as to what would happen next. Yuugi was getting angry, and that was something as rare as flying pigs. No, Jou had never seen a flying pig. That fact made the sight he was seeing now all the more impressive. "...Bakura, c'mon... calm down, i'm right here... Jounouchi... Katsuya, remember?" His hand finally touched the thief's shoulder. "At least look up at me..." The shaking was starting to worry him. Yeah, he knew that Marik had just done something absolutely horrific (in his eyes, anyway), but it wasn't like Bakura to get so shaken. Right? Bakura was the big bad tomb robber. Big bad tomb robbers didn't start shaking and crying over kisses... did they?
Marik didn't see any threat from the blond and the white-haired thief on the ground, and so he turned to more pressing... or at least, more interesting matters. The pharoh's vessel was getting chatty again. Brave, too. How was this? "Are you saying that by letting them go from here, I would have any better a chance at gaining access? Tsk tsk, Yuugi..." he smirked, very much enjoying his game, "...what makes you think that I would believe you? I gave you many chances to be civil about this, but you didn't take any of them... instead, i'll do things my way from now on... little vessel..." Again he laughed, the sound still rich and deep. An amused laugh, albeit a little on the nutso side.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 12:47 pm
The cut on Yuugi's cheek bled slowly, a small trickle running down his chin, dripping onto the floor. He hadnt exactly realized he was bleeding until he saw a small red drop fall. He looked down and back up, almost as though he were rethinking talking back to Marik. "Civil? I dont think thats correct" he muttered, lowering his voice a bit as he felt another drop of blood fall from his chin. Reaching his tied hands up to his face he wipped the blood from his cheek.
"Even if you do keep hurting them...it still wont give you any chance at them" he said logically. It was only true, if he wanted the items, he shouldnt be hurting them, but the one that held most of them. As he continued to pull at the shadows binding his wrists he felt them start to become a little loose. Yuugi's eyes widened and looked down for a moment. No, he couldnt let Marik see what was happening, so he continued to look as though he were tightly bound.
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