Love's War (Tendershipping)

Everything

Okay, so I need to apologise for not updating sooner. I'm really sorry! 

I was sick for a while so I felt really crappy and couldn't update, but I was also occupied with school since I refused to stay off. I was going to get education, one way or the other!

Again, I'm sorry for the delay, but here it is!

--- Kura-chan ---

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Marik rushed inside of the house as soon as we got there, immediately at Malik's side. I let out a small sigh, knowing he would probably be emotional even after Malik was feeling better. He was going to need a lot of comfort...but apart from that, he was going to need to stay with Malik.

Which meant that Bakura and I would talk.

And sort out our problems.

Oh dear.

Marik wouldn't let us leave to do so, though, despite all the arguments we threw his way. He insisted that Bakura and I stay, because he needed us. I knew how emotional Marik could get, so I said I would stay and Bakura could leave.

Bakura didn't leave, though. We both stayed in the living room and had vowed, under all circumstances, to stay for at least a week. Just for Marik, because he was our friend. 

It was a little awkward, though, seeing as we had nothing to talk about. Well, Bakura and I did have a pending issue that needed to be sorted out, but I certainly didn't want to argue about it in Marik's house. Especially when Malik was sick, and was right in the next room. 

The first night was harder than first thought. Bakura and I had stayed in the living room, since the couch turned into a bed. It was one of those things I needed to look into more, because I wanted to know how it was done.

Anyway, we couldn't hug or anything. It was too awkward (for me anyway), and Bakura was probably hoping that he wouldn't have to stay a week, so this would be like torture to him. 

Falling asleep was the hardest part of actually being there, though. You could hear Malik's coughing and Marik's reassurance from the other room, and his apologies. I think that even Bakura had a hard time trying to get some sleep, simply because it was hard to listen to one of your friends apologise and the other being literally sick.  

But all I could think about was how Marik was taking this, and how I needed to talk to Bakura, and how bad Malik sounded.

All I seemed to do was worry, and that brought me down. 

I could see that Bakura knew this in the morning, as we both sat there in silence (after putting the couch back to normal). Marik walked through into the living room, and the bags were visible under his eyes. He obviously didn't sleep at all.

"Marik...You look awful." I frowned.

"I know...I hardly slept," He murmured, sitting beside me. "Malik just fell asleep...what time is it?" 

"Noon." Bakura answered. 

Marik let out a deep sigh, holding his head in his hands and murmuring a few inaudble words. He was tired and stressed; that was clearly evident, and it was hard seeing him this way. It was really hard. 

"Marik...you should get some sleep.  When Malik wakes up, we'll look after him..." I offered, rubbing my friends shoulder.

I could feel Bakura's glare on me. 

"Are you sure...?" He looked at me with worry in his eyes, and I just simply couldn't refuse.

"I'm sure. Now go, get some rest, you need it."

Marik let out a small sigh of relief, slowly getting up and going to his room to sleep. I then slowly turned around to face Bakura.

Yep. He was glaring. 

"Bakura, it was the right thing to do." I frowned.

"I know, but..."

"But...?" I raised an eyebrow.

"I just...I want to sort out some thingd with you first, before we start going to other couples and helping them..." He frowned. 

I sighed, "Bakura, I know we have things to get to, but Marik and Malik are our best friends. We can't abandon them right now, and especially not Marik, when he's worrying so much about his other..." 

He looked at me for a minute before letting out a depressing sigh, "...I know."

"...You really want to fix our relationship, don't you?"

I watched as Bakura looked to the side, nodding. He would usually never be so shy with me, or anyone else for that matter - he's usually blunt and straight to the point. So, using that to go on, I knew he was serious. 

"...I guess we could leave for a little while."

He smiled at me.

~*~*~

"So you really want to talk about this, huh?" I asked, as Bakura sat down on our bed. We had travelled back to our house, leaving a note in case Marik or Malik woke up. Of course we left them with a few things, we weren't that cruel. 

"...I guess so." 

"You guess? You're the one that wanted to come back here, specifically to-"

Bakura suddenly covered my mouth with his hand, "Just listen, Ryou."

I nodded, slowly removing Bakura's hand from my mouth, letting him continue.

"Look...I understand why you're still made at me, I get it. But...You must know how sorry I am...please, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to lie to you, you know that. I just wanted to be with you that I used any tactic possible."

"...'Kura..."

"I'm really sorry, Ryou. I'm so, so sorry...please forgive me...I'll do anything."

I stared at him for a few moments, debating about what I should do in my head. I then decided that maybe I should just forgive him. He deserved that much.

I slowly leaned over towards him, turning his head with my hand. 

"...I forgive you..."

I whispered quietly, before planting my lips on his. It was a weird feeling, being the one to initiate the kiss, but he deserved it. After all he had been doing, just to earn my trust again...He really deserved it; my trust, love...

Everything.