fluffydeathdealer | [CAMPUS/IC]

They weren't about marriage! They just had marriages in them. Don't you read literature at all?

[Jeez, Malik, there were more books out there than just recipe books and motorcycle books, you know!]

I wouldn't be reading books about marriage anyway. It's not in my interests.

I read plenty! I just don't read anything that involves marriage.

[He's had a lot more time to read here than he has the last few years, but even then he doesn't venture past non-fiction.]

Keh keh, and weren't you the one bringing it up in the first place, Ryou? I'm not buying your disinterest...

[Eh...?! Was Malik really thinking-?!]

H-hey! That's not true! Guys can't get married anyway, so it's not like it was serious! One of us would have to pretend to be a girl or something.

And I don't think the spirit would do that for anyone.

[Nah, he was just being an asshole.]

You'd be surprised what he'll do with the right incentive. I got him to call me "Malik-sama" for a week once.

...s-seriously?! [That was amazing... but then again... he had called him 'Master' at least once.] Hopefully you won't try to get him into a dress. That'd be too embarrassing.

[Sitting down, he rested his head on his arms.]

I don't want girls fawning all over him for being cute.

Ugh, no. I don't have any interest in seeing him, or you in a dress.

[Malik toyed with his spoon idly.] If I wanted to date a woman, I'd find a woman!

[Surprisingly bit darker than before.] And if anyone tried fawning over him...I'd make them regret it.

[A chill went down his spine suddenly.]

I-is that right...? But you couldn't do that, you know? It's annoying, but back at home, girls used to fawn over me all the time. Can you imagine how much they'd fawn over him? He's so much more confident than me, so they'd probably be all over him.

[Odd...he was feeling a bit tired. Maybe he ate too much?

Either way, he sounds amused again, losing that darkness to his voice.]

If they were fawning over you, I have a feeling it wasn't "confidence" they were after.

[Shaking his head, he sipped at his drink again.]

You're kind of mistaken, Malik-kun... that shyness isn't something that anyone would see normally. For the most part, back then, I kept up a pretty disinterested facade. I kept trying to push people away for a long time, but people kept trying to get close anyway. It was only the people that got close to me that saw that shyness, back then.

Feh...it still wasn't confidence they were after. Acting disinterested and acting like Bakura are two completely different things.

[Sigh. Malik closed his eyes a moment, squeezing the lids together as if that would will his tiredness away. It really had hit him out of nowhere...how strange.]

I guess that's true... It's really kind of strange to me that people would find him attractive at all. I mean, I know he's a smooth talker, but isn't he kind of... [He braces himself, forcing the term out.] "a dick"?

...You're asking me this? Keh heh heh! That he is~

[He's totally unaffected by the insult to his boyfriend.]

[Wow, Malik, way to defend your lover.]

So why would you even want to spend time with him, if he's such a jerk?

He's not like that all the time, at least not towards me...and even when he is, it can be kind of fun. Depending.

[Dismissively, less due to disinterest and more due to the growing heaviness of his eyes.] It's hard to explain, and I don't really feel like bothering.

...? You sound tired. Maybe I shouldn't have pressured you to eat more after all.

[Surprisingly, he doesn't feel guilty at all about drugging him. Even though it was annoying, since they were in the middle of talking. Oh well.]

I'll ask you more about it later, then, when you're in the mood.

I'm not-- [Yaaawn] ...I didn't even eat that much.

[Ugh, he really was exhausted. Malik gave his eyes a rub, jokingly muttering.] What the hell did you put in that soup?

Tofu, coriander, ginger, udon noodles, peas, edamame beans, asparagus... a few other things. Hopefully you're not allergic to anything in there.

I was joking. [He yawns again, head lolling slightly and his eyes dropping.]

Nn... [Even the table looks like a nice place to rest his head right now.]

Ehe... sorry. Maybe you should go lie down?

[Getting up, he offers a hand to Malik.]

I had things I needed to do...feh, what a pain.

[Malik slips off the chair, ignoring the hand and dragging his feet to the bedroom. He really looks like he might just pass out on the way there, but he manages to make it to the bed first, flopping with utter drug-induced exhaustion into it.]

... [Well, better hide the evidence and leave him to it. Dissolving the remaining pills down the drain, he grabs some of his paints and drips a little over the box to hide the name, making it look accidental. Just in case Malik found the box somehow. Which would be hard, since he was just ripping it up and taking it out with him to drop somewhere else.

Sigh. Well, Malik needed to relax some, anyway.]

[The next day, the Thief King awaited Ryou's successful theft. He was in such a good mood, he just laid in his nest, picking his teeth with a chicken's bone as he waited. He could just go find the kid, but ehhh. He just ate. Why move?]

[He was tempted to just not go, but that was cowardly. If the guy was mad, he'd just have to deal with it.

...he could just knock on the door, but the guy was all NO POLITENESS EVER, so he just opened it and peered inside.]

Hello...?

H-hehe...didn't anybody ever teach you to knock?

[Bakura sat up, grinning and having obviously been expecting Ryou.]

What if I were a lunatic, who swung a sword at your neck at the first sign of intrusion?!

...

[But you are a lunatic...]

But you're the one who told me not to be so polite!

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