Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Unfaithful ❯ Unfaithful ( Chapter 1 )
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By: puffin32781 
Its about how Bakura can't stay true to Marik. Bakura/Marik Bakura/?
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 11.16.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 510 | Status: Completed
Its about how Bakura can't stay true to Marik. Bakura/Marik Bakura/?
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 11.16.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 510 | Status: Completed
Unfaithful
This is one was challenge given to me by my friend. You know who you are. I hope you like this and it’s what you wanted. I don’t think this is one of my best but I hope you all like it.
Don’t own Yu-gi-oh or the song. Just using them for fun.
Story of my life Searching for the right But it keeps avoiding me Sorrow in my soul cause it seems that wrong really loves my company
A young man in his early to mid twenties was shoulder silver-white wild hair, pale skin, rustic red and of average height was laying in bed a wake. He blinked his eyes as he looked to the clock on the table next to the bed. The glowing red numbers showed it was going on one in the morning.
Giving a sigh the young man looked the other young man shearing the bed with him. This young man was also in his early twenties but was a bit taller then the silver-white haired young man. The other young man had spiky sandy blond hair, lavender eyes and his skin was the color of bronze.
As he watched him sleep, his eyes sadden some. “Marik.” He said softly but said nothing else as he shook his head some. The two had been dating for well over two years but here lately they had been having fights and it had been all the young man’s fault and he knew it.
He was the one that brought pain and sorrow into this relationship when he started to see someone new. However, he couldn’t help it. It would seem that no matter what he did, love was going to find him, again. “I should have listen and stayed away from him like he told me to.” the young man whisper as not to wake up his sleeping lover as he rolled over so his back was to Marik.
Hes more than a man and this is more than love the reason that this guy is blue the clouds are rolling in because I'm gone again and to him I just can't be true
As the young man lay there, he remembers what had happen a few days ago. How upset Marik was as he was about to go out again. Going out to meet ‘him’ again. Rolling over to look at Marik, the young man knew he was more then just a man. Marik was a wonderful man. He never left him even thought he knew that he was seeing someone else. Even thought he just couldn’t be true to him.
He couldn’t be true to him because the love he had for his new love was more then just love. It was more then just fling or a crush. The love he felt for his brown-eyed lover was true love. He and his brown-eyed lover were soul mates, if one would, so that was why he could not be true to Marik.
and I know that he knows I'm unfaithful and it kills him inside to know that I am happy with some other guy I can see him dying
The thing was this young man knew that Marik knew what was going on and for how long it was going on. He also knows that by staying with him and his new lover that it was slowly killing Marik but the young man just couldn’t dump him. He wasn’t sure why but he just couldn’t do it. It might be that they had been together for two years just couldn’t do it.
The young man was happy with his new lover and loved going over to see him. He took every chance he could to go over to his place and spend time with him. Even if that meant seeing Marik slowly, die on the inside.
I don't wanna do this anymore I don't wanna be the reason why Everytime I walk out the door I see him die a little more inside I don't wanna hurt him anymore I don't wanna take away his life I don't wanna be... a murderer
The young man got up as he walked down the dark hallway to the kitchen as he poured himself something hard to drink before sitting down at the table. Lately the young man could be finding sitting at the table, in the dark, drinking as he thought about what he was doing to Marik.
He didn’t want to do this. He didn’t want hurt him. To see him die a little more each time he walked out the door. To be the one that was slowly taking away his life, so to speak. However, the more the thought about it the more he knew that there was only one-way to help Marik out. He just didn’t want to do but knew that he had to. It was the only way for Marik to be a peace.
I feel it in the air as I'm doing my hair preparing for another day A kiss up on my cheek He's here reluctantly as if I'm gonna be out late I say I won't be long Just hanging with the girls A liar didn't have to tell Because we both know where I'm about to go and we know it very well
It was now a few days later that Marik watched, as his lover was getting ready to go out. He knew were he was going and it hurt him as he watched him. “Going out Bakura?” he asked as he saw Bakura look at him and smile.
“Yep. Hanging out with some of the guys. Wont be gone long.” Marik just gave a nod as he then walked over and gave him a kiss on the lips. The kiss held his love but it also so how said he was. Marik knew the truth. Marik knew were Bakura was going but didn’t say anything.
Bakura had blinked at the kiss and kissed him back. Grant the kiss was short but it still showed Marik that he loved him and was sorry for what he was doing to him. Bakura also wasn’t sure why kept on lying to him but he was.
cause I know that he knows I'm unfaithful and it kills him inside to know that I am happy with some other guy I can see him dying
Bakura then sighed as he watched Marik walk away. The thing was Bakura had said that same lie a lot and mostly would keep on saying it. No matter what. He just couldn’t help himself. “I know what must be done.” He said softly to himself as he pulled his clothes on.
I don't wanna do this anymore I don't wanna be the reason why Everytime I walk out the door I see him die a little more inside I don't wanna hurt him anymore I don't wanna take away his life I don't wanna be... a murderer
Bakura let out a growl as he just stood there starring at the inside of his closet. He reached in and pulled something out as he just looked it over as if he was trying to decide if he should go along with his plan or not. If he did then Marik wouldn’t be hurting anymore.
“It’s the only way to make things up to him. To make sure I don’t hurt him anymore.” Bakura said to himself as he tucked it away. “Right before I go see him.” Bakura said as he closed his closet door. “I don’t want to do this but I can’t stand to see the hurt in his eyes every time I leave the house. To know that I’m slowly killing him. It’s the only way.”
His trust I might as well take a gun and put it to his head Get it over with I don't wanna do this Anymore (anymore)
Bakura kept on walking as he thought about how the moment he got his brown-eyed lover he lost his boyfriend’s trust. The one guy he swears he would never hurt he was hurting on a daily base. The guy he swears he would never leave he was leaving. The guy he swear he would never stop loving he was stopping and loving someone new. The guy he had been with for over two years he was just about give up and start a new life with someone new.
Might as well physical kill him. I’ve already done it emotionally and I’m just dragging it out by staying with him. I have to end this tonight.” Bakura said as he walked into the living room were Marik was.
I don't wanna do this anymore I don't wanna be the reason why Everytime I walk out the door I see him die a little more inside I don't wanna hurt him anymore I don't wanna take away his life I don't wanna be... a murderer (a murderer) No no no no Yeah yeah yeah
Bakura stopped in front of Marik as he let out a sigh and looked at him. “Marik I’m sorry. I’m sorry for all the hurt I caused you. I’m sorry for slowly killing you on the inside. I’m sorry I could stop seeing him. I know you knew all along and I know you knew that I knew about you knowing. I’m sorry for it all.”
Marik just looked up at him with empty eyes that then filled with shock at what he saw his love had in his hand. “Bakura?” Bakura just looked at him with eyes full of sorry and somewhat of an insane look in his eyes. “This is for the best Marik.”
Its now a month later. Bakura is living with his brown-eyed lover as he looked down at him. The two just finished having a wonderful night together as Bakura kissed deeply before pulling away as he looked at him. “I love you.” He said softly as he nuzzled him some. “I love you too Bakura.” his lover said.
As the two laid there, Bakura’s love spoke up again. “You know it’s kind of sad what happen to Malik. I mean killing Marik like that. It doesn’t sound like him.”
“Love he went insane. You one time said that he was in love with Marik. He might have being thinking that ‘if I can’t have you no one can’ and shot him.”
“But…I guess your right Bakura. I mean Malik had seemed a bit crazier before killing Marik.” Bakura’s lover said as Bakura nuzzled him.
As the two fell a sleep, Bakura just smiled as he held his lover close. No, he wasn’t going to tell them the truth. That he had shot Bakura. Bakura was the crazy one. He had been thinking and still thinks that it was the only way to stop the pain that Marik would feel. ‘His at peace now. He won’t be hurting anymore.’ Bakura thought to himself not realized that a sad and sorry sprit would haunt him until his dying day.
This is one was challenge given to me by my friend. You know who you are. I hope you like this and it’s what you wanted. I don’t think this is one of my best but I hope you all like it.
Don’t own Yu-gi-oh or the song. Just using them for fun.
Story of my life Searching for the right But it keeps avoiding me Sorrow in my soul cause it seems that wrong really loves my company
A young man in his early to mid twenties was shoulder silver-white wild hair, pale skin, rustic red and of average height was laying in bed a wake. He blinked his eyes as he looked to the clock on the table next to the bed. The glowing red numbers showed it was going on one in the morning.
Giving a sigh the young man looked the other young man shearing the bed with him. This young man was also in his early twenties but was a bit taller then the silver-white haired young man. The other young man had spiky sandy blond hair, lavender eyes and his skin was the color of bronze.
As he watched him sleep, his eyes sadden some. “Marik.” He said softly but said nothing else as he shook his head some. The two had been dating for well over two years but here lately they had been having fights and it had been all the young man’s fault and he knew it.
He was the one that brought pain and sorrow into this relationship when he started to see someone new. However, he couldn’t help it. It would seem that no matter what he did, love was going to find him, again. “I should have listen and stayed away from him like he told me to.” the young man whisper as not to wake up his sleeping lover as he rolled over so his back was to Marik.
Hes more than a man and this is more than love the reason that this guy is blue the clouds are rolling in because I'm gone again and to him I just can't be true
As the young man lay there, he remembers what had happen a few days ago. How upset Marik was as he was about to go out again. Going out to meet ‘him’ again. Rolling over to look at Marik, the young man knew he was more then just a man. Marik was a wonderful man. He never left him even thought he knew that he was seeing someone else. Even thought he just couldn’t be true to him.
He couldn’t be true to him because the love he had for his new love was more then just love. It was more then just fling or a crush. The love he felt for his brown-eyed lover was true love. He and his brown-eyed lover were soul mates, if one would, so that was why he could not be true to Marik.
and I know that he knows I'm unfaithful and it kills him inside to know that I am happy with some other guy I can see him dying
The thing was this young man knew that Marik knew what was going on and for how long it was going on. He also knows that by staying with him and his new lover that it was slowly killing Marik but the young man just couldn’t dump him. He wasn’t sure why but he just couldn’t do it. It might be that they had been together for two years just couldn’t do it.
The young man was happy with his new lover and loved going over to see him. He took every chance he could to go over to his place and spend time with him. Even if that meant seeing Marik slowly, die on the inside.
I don't wanna do this anymore I don't wanna be the reason why Everytime I walk out the door I see him die a little more inside I don't wanna hurt him anymore I don't wanna take away his life I don't wanna be... a murderer
The young man got up as he walked down the dark hallway to the kitchen as he poured himself something hard to drink before sitting down at the table. Lately the young man could be finding sitting at the table, in the dark, drinking as he thought about what he was doing to Marik.
He didn’t want to do this. He didn’t want hurt him. To see him die a little more each time he walked out the door. To be the one that was slowly taking away his life, so to speak. However, the more the thought about it the more he knew that there was only one-way to help Marik out. He just didn’t want to do but knew that he had to. It was the only way for Marik to be a peace.
I feel it in the air as I'm doing my hair preparing for another day A kiss up on my cheek He's here reluctantly as if I'm gonna be out late I say I won't be long Just hanging with the girls A liar didn't have to tell Because we both know where I'm about to go and we know it very well
It was now a few days later that Marik watched, as his lover was getting ready to go out. He knew were he was going and it hurt him as he watched him. “Going out Bakura?” he asked as he saw Bakura look at him and smile.
“Yep. Hanging out with some of the guys. Wont be gone long.” Marik just gave a nod as he then walked over and gave him a kiss on the lips. The kiss held his love but it also so how said he was. Marik knew the truth. Marik knew were Bakura was going but didn’t say anything.
Bakura had blinked at the kiss and kissed him back. Grant the kiss was short but it still showed Marik that he loved him and was sorry for what he was doing to him. Bakura also wasn’t sure why kept on lying to him but he was.
cause I know that he knows I'm unfaithful and it kills him inside to know that I am happy with some other guy I can see him dying
Bakura then sighed as he watched Marik walk away. The thing was Bakura had said that same lie a lot and mostly would keep on saying it. No matter what. He just couldn’t help himself. “I know what must be done.” He said softly to himself as he pulled his clothes on.
I don't wanna do this anymore I don't wanna be the reason why Everytime I walk out the door I see him die a little more inside I don't wanna hurt him anymore I don't wanna take away his life I don't wanna be... a murderer
Bakura let out a growl as he just stood there starring at the inside of his closet. He reached in and pulled something out as he just looked it over as if he was trying to decide if he should go along with his plan or not. If he did then Marik wouldn’t be hurting anymore.
“It’s the only way to make things up to him. To make sure I don’t hurt him anymore.” Bakura said to himself as he tucked it away. “Right before I go see him.” Bakura said as he closed his closet door. “I don’t want to do this but I can’t stand to see the hurt in his eyes every time I leave the house. To know that I’m slowly killing him. It’s the only way.”
His trust I might as well take a gun and put it to his head Get it over with I don't wanna do this Anymore (anymore)
Bakura kept on walking as he thought about how the moment he got his brown-eyed lover he lost his boyfriend’s trust. The one guy he swears he would never hurt he was hurting on a daily base. The guy he swears he would never leave he was leaving. The guy he swear he would never stop loving he was stopping and loving someone new. The guy he had been with for over two years he was just about give up and start a new life with someone new.
Might as well physical kill him. I’ve already done it emotionally and I’m just dragging it out by staying with him. I have to end this tonight.” Bakura said as he walked into the living room were Marik was.
I don't wanna do this anymore I don't wanna be the reason why Everytime I walk out the door I see him die a little more inside I don't wanna hurt him anymore I don't wanna take away his life I don't wanna be... a murderer (a murderer) No no no no Yeah yeah yeah
Bakura stopped in front of Marik as he let out a sigh and looked at him. “Marik I’m sorry. I’m sorry for all the hurt I caused you. I’m sorry for slowly killing you on the inside. I’m sorry I could stop seeing him. I know you knew all along and I know you knew that I knew about you knowing. I’m sorry for it all.”
Marik just looked up at him with empty eyes that then filled with shock at what he saw his love had in his hand. “Bakura?” Bakura just looked at him with eyes full of sorry and somewhat of an insane look in his eyes. “This is for the best Marik.”
Its now a month later. Bakura is living with his brown-eyed lover as he looked down at him. The two just finished having a wonderful night together as Bakura kissed deeply before pulling away as he looked at him. “I love you.” He said softly as he nuzzled him some. “I love you too Bakura.” his lover said.
As the two laid there, Bakura’s love spoke up again. “You know it’s kind of sad what happen to Malik. I mean killing Marik like that. It doesn’t sound like him.”
“Love he went insane. You one time said that he was in love with Marik. He might have being thinking that ‘if I can’t have you no one can’ and shot him.”
“But…I guess your right Bakura. I mean Malik had seemed a bit crazier before killing Marik.” Bakura’s lover said as Bakura nuzzled him.
As the two fell a sleep, Bakura just smiled as he held his lover close. No, he wasn’t going to tell them the truth. That he had shot Bakura. Bakura was the crazy one. He had been thinking and still thinks that it was the only way to stop the pain that Marik would feel. ‘His at peace now. He won’t be hurting anymore.’ Bakura thought to himself not realized that a sad and sorry sprit would haunt him until his dying day.