Partners In Crime || A Marik and Bakura Fanfic

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((Sorry I've been gone for so long. I would tell you guys why I was gone for so long but its a long story. Anyway you guys are probably wondering about Bakura's little surprise for Marik. Well you ready to find out what evil/ good scheme Bakura has up his sleeve?))

"Take my hand." Bakura said. "We're not gonna do that weird teleporting thing again are we?" Mark said clutching his stomach.

"Just one more time!" Bakura asked. Marik sighed. "Fine," he said taking the Albino's hand.

There was a dim blue light until it got brighter and brighter. Marik felt his legs go limp and began to fall.

"Wow," Bakura began to joke. "We haven't even got inside and your already drunk!" Marik looked up at Bakura then at the building in front of him. "Wait! What?"

He looked up at the build-board that read ,' Bar - open till 12 am to 12pm'. Marik let out a sigh as he built up enough strength to stand on his own. "We are not about to do this....are we?"

Bakura just chuckled and walked in, Marik close behind. Bakura walked up to the bartender and asked for two shots of Jägermeister and sat down on one of the stools.

A few seconds later the Bartender came back with the two shots. " Here your are sir." "Thanks!" Bakura said handing one of the shots to Marik. "I'm not drinking this!"

"Well it's either we both get drunk, I get drunk, or you get drunk." Bakura said with a smirk.

"Fine but only one!" Mark said.

"That's what they always say." Bakura said under his breathe as he took a shot with Marik.

A few minutes later

There is now 2 sets of 10 shots on the counter now but something was off. Bakura didn't feel drunk at all but Mark on the other hand was totally wasted. "I'm GoNnA Go SiNg!" Mark said.

"Wait what? Oh Ra no!" Marik was already up on stage mumbling lyrics to........whatever song he was trying to sing.

"Man. Your friend has a nice voice. Too bad we can't understand what he's saying." The bartender said to Bakura as he washed off a wine glass with a rag. "Yeah...." Bakura almost said in a whisper. " By the way. How are you not drunk? You took as many shots as your friend did and he's completely wasted but you on the other hand."

"Honestly...." Bakura thinks it might have something to do with him being a Vampire. "I don't know." Bakura responded. "HeY bAkUrA!" Drunk Marik called out. " Where the bloody hell did you get a tuxedo from?!" Bakura asked staring at Marik.

" OH SomE RanDom GUy THreW it aT me WheN I wAs sinGINg!"

"Thats....weird." Bakura said weirded out. Marik grabbed Bakura's hand and pulled him out of his seat. "Let's go DANCE!" Mark said.

"Wait what?! No! MARIK!" It was too late. Marik dragged Bakura to the dance floor (because this bar has a dance floor) and he began to dance. After just standing there for a while Bakura began to grow bored, but then he eyes grew wide when Marik took one of his hands and began to slow dance with him.

He didn't even realize that a slow dancing song came on until Marik began to dance with him.

Bakura looked up at Marik for the first time since he got drunk. He wore a warm smile on his face with his cheeks red. Bakura couldn't tell wether or not it was from the Jägermeister or because He was dancing with him.

Before Bakura Knew it the song was over and Marik stopped dancing. A part of Bakura was screaming 'FREEDOM!' but another part of him didn't want it to end.