[[ Forward-dated to tomorrow. :c
Warnings; M/M, bloodplay, etc. ]]Malik knew the Bakuras locked their front door, but he also knew how to pick it by now. He'd seen the Thief King do it often enough, when he'd been too drunk to bother digging for his keys. It really did say something that it was easier and more natural for Bakura to break in than
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She stepped into the room and removed her bookbag. She'd already unbuttoned her jacket, which was hiding a bright blue sweater with small bits of pink peaking through, almost as if the pink was woven into the blue. "I'm sorry I was late. I've never been to this side of town before." Her face was slightly rosy from the wind chill. "Is there a place for me to put my bookbag?" She asked, seeming a little too frantic to really be focusing on his red splotches....yet.
Mana looked around, not sure if she should take her jacket off or not. She hadn't been told that it was all right and she didn't now what they were going to do although going out seemed out of the question, regarding the Thief's appearance, so she decided just to keep it on until she was told it was ok ( ... )
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Fear had drained some of the color from her face, and her eyes were wide, enticing in a way few people ever quite managed to be. By the time he got that look there was usually enough blood that he was distracted.
He walked to her instead, grabbing her arm and pulling her closer to him. "Stay," he chuckled. "We don't want you to go."
[Tag, Mana!]
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"B-but...I should go...I really should be in school right now and...I don't want to interrupt and..." Gods, she didn't know what to say to get out of this situation. It wasn't as though she thought Malik would hurt her, but she had never intended to be this close to a fist fight between the two of them and obviously had been feeling out of place since they first started making out. Her heart was pacing, pumping fast enough that she ( ... )
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It was nice to feel someone so much smaller against him again. He liked that his hand fit around her wrist, and that he could feel her tremble. He didn't even need the Rod for her.
"Stay," he said again, smirking at her and drawing her back further into the room.
[Tag, Bakura]
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Besides, it wasn't as if he minded being cut up. He was still bleeding from earlier, sitting on the floor against their couch. Ruining it was of no issue, and they might as well buy a new one. This one smelled of sex and cheap alcohol.
"Yes, yes, forget about him," Bakura agreed, tipping the bottle up and drinking the rest. He probably should have been more concerned for Mana's sake, but it wasn't as if she was his problem. He'd known the moment he invited the poor girl over that she wasn't exactly safe in his apartment.
[Tag, Mana!]
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Mana had no choice but to follow Malik, since her arm was still in his grasp. It was slightly painful and she winced when he started walking further into the room. "I'll stay...Can you let go of my arm, please? It hurts..." She wasn't aware that he probably wanted it to hurt. She didn't know that much about him, or Thief King Bakura, yet.
[Tag, Malik]
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He pressed her up against the wall then, careful to stay close enough that she wouldn't be able to hit him effectively. "And you are more entertaining than Bakura. Do you really want to leave me alone with him~?"
As if Malik had anything to fear by being alone with the Thief King. But if she didn't know they'd been living together a month ago, well, no reason to spoil that.
[Tag, Mana!]
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Malik moved closer and all Mana could do was give a tiny squeak, staring at him with wide eyes as she closed the distance between her back and the wall and he closed the distance between her body and his. "I...uhm....I..." How was she supposed to respond to that? It wasn't like she could stop the fight between the to of them...not without her staff. And now it was all the way across the room, just inches from the door.
[Tag, Bakura!]
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He rolled his eyes, throwing the bottle to the table and missing by a long shot. "Fuck," he mumbled, crawling forward to grab it and try again. He was only half-aware of the scene before him (and really, it was nothing surprising).
"You did say I'd get to play, too," he mumbled, words slurred as he tried to sound as if he cared at all. "Come help me up." As if Malik actually would.
[Tag, Malik~!!]
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Then he strode back over to Bakura, intent on finishing the fight. Except that he was pretty drunk now and it wouldn't, as far as Malik was concerned (Bakura always managed to turn things around), be much of a fight.
"Can you really not stand?" He sneered. "Is it really stuck down there?"
[Tag, Mana!]
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She did succeed in wiping what amount of saliva Malik had left on her face off, although it didn't make the intense feeling of unease in her stomach subside at all. She watched in horror as he left, mentally trying to decide whether she should risk jello-legs and try to get her staff...or if her moving at all would just anger Malik more.
She settled on the fact that against the doorframe, at least she had something to lean against. So she stayed and closed her eyes, little teardrops pricking in the corners.
[Tag, Bakura!]
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He settled on the latter for now. "I can, I can," he purred, "but you know how I hate to do things for myself."
Then, he nodded in Mana's direction. "You made our house guest cry."
[Tag, Malik! ... :B!]
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"Ne, what's wrong, woman?" He stepped towards her, but just far enough that he'd be out of Bakura's reach. "Is it hurt?" His tone didn't imply that he'd be any help if she was.
[Tag, Mana!]
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"No, I'm not hurt..." She didn't notice the bruises on her left arm from Malik's vise-grip. They were still faint, but it wasn't as if she was looking at her arm. She was starting straight at Malik, too confused to make an accurate decision. She decided, again, that she would just stay pressed up against this nice doorframe.
[Tag, Baaaakura~]
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"You're scaring her. Play nicely."
[Tag, Malik!]
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Fortunately, he found that still-wet cut he'd made earlier and entertained himself by playing with that, pulling Bakura's skin open, digging the tips of his fingers in.
All of this while he watched Mana.
"Ne, how does it want me to treat it?" That was directed at the girl, but of course most people didn't really grasp that he was talking to them when he couldn't even refer to them as human beings.
[Tag, Bakura]
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