"Oh come on Bakura! It isn't that bad!"

"Marik I am not dancing with you."

"Pleeeaaaaaaaaassssssseeeeeeeee?"

"No."

"Bakura, if you do not dance with me, I will not touch you at all. No hugs, no kisses."

Bakura froze. No touching at all? Cue the sigh.

"Fine Marik! I'll bloody dance with you!"

I'll just do it really badly so they don't find out...

Marik grabbed Bakura's hand and dragged him onto the light-up floor. Melvin and Yami were already drunk and jumping around, but they winked at Bakura when they saw Marik drag him down. Yami made a circular motion with his finger and mouthed whipped, and Melvin disappeared off to somewhere else. Bakura scowled.

Marik began to sway his hips, motioning for Bakura to do the same. Grudgingly, Bakura followed Marik's lead, swaying his own hips to the rhythm of the song.

Then the music changed, a slower song, meant for couples at the club. Why was music like this suddenly playing in a nightclub? Bakura wondered the same thing as most of the people left the dance floor (poor singles, unlucky night), but what he didn't notice was the entire ordeal with the DJ.

It turned out Melvin had slipped off to alert Tea and Ryou (who were sitting in a booth with Yugi, watching their friends embarrass themselves while talking) that Bakura was going to dance with Marik; so Tea, being a hardcore shipper, had made a request for a slower song. The DJ had initially refused, but then Ryou showed up, made a pouting face with his doe eyes, and the DJ gave in immediately (There is no escape from that face).

Now, as Marik pulled a jerkily moving Bakura into a slow dance, Ryou recorded the two of them, thinking this could be a great memory. He couldn't wait to show it to Melvin (Albeit knowing that Melvin would probably use it as blackmail).

Bakura was very uncomfortable. He had about half of a clue as to what was going on, but it was not enough to help him calm down.

"Relax Bakura." Marik whispered in his ear, "Just relax and act naturally."

"Marik, me acting normally is killing someone in an bloody alleyway."

"Ok, well then just relax. Enjoy it!"

"Fine" Bakura grumbled, loosening his movements. He lost the tenseness in his limbs and danced flawlessly with Marik, taking the lead and sweeping them across the dance floor.

Who knew Bakura was so good at dancing? Ryou thought, as people stopped their drinking and chatter to watch them. And formal dancing too? He thought as the music changed again, this time to a waltz track. (How? Tea threatened the DJ with Ryou's adorable face again, and he cried for mercy, saying that Ryou's face might kill him if he saw it twice in an hour. Again, poor singles)

Bakura now was more comfortable. He didn't know why, but holding Marik in his arms just felt right. Somehow. He looked into Marik's lavender eyes, and for a second, he nearly drowned in them. They shone with happiness, unknowingly (to Bakura) reflecting his own. Marik gave him a huge grin as the music ended. Bakura gave a half-smile in return, and led Marik off the dance floor, as the music changed back to the previous tracks.

Ryou stopped recording and smiled. Bakura was definitely happy up there with Marik, even if he didn't realize it. He was happy that his Yami was happy. An arm slipped over Ryou's shoulder in a casual way, and Ryou turned his head and grinned at the sight of Melvin.

"Let's get back to the booth and make nonstop fun of Bakura for that." He suggested. Ryou giggled.

"You can do that, I'll just sit there and talk to Yugi."

As they returned to their booth, Bakura and Marik slid in alongside them. Marik was humming happily, and Bakura just had a poker face on.

As Ryou and Melvin slipped into the booth, Marik opened his mouth to ask a question.

"Bakura where did you learn to dance like that?"

Bakura groaned and blushed, slamming his head down onto the table a little bit too hard.

Safe to say, he did not get to answer that question, because he passed out.

Marik giggled at his partner's embarrasment, and moved Bakura's head to his shoulder. He smiled and clutched Bakura's hand.

"I love you," Marik whispered lightly to a sleeping Bakura, completely forgetting about everyone around him.

Tea smiled evilly.

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Uh-oh... What does Tea have planned for these two? >:)

This does not qualify as a decent one-shot by my standards.

Sorry about the quality of these last few guys, I haven't really been into that much.

I will try harder!

I promise!

>:3

Peace~