I'm gonna be honest and say this started out as pretty serious and kinda angsty, but it turned out happy X3 Wow, thats a first for me XD
Written for fanfic100 over on LiveJournal, with the prompt 'Who?'
Psychoshipping as usual. Enjoy!
In A Name
"I just realised something."
Bakura opened a lazy eye to look up as his fellow yami, who was straddling his hips as he lay on the cool grass of Ryou's back garden.
"What have you just realised?" He asked, closing his eye again and absentmindedly playing with the hem of Marik's black t-shirt.
"Niether of us have names." Marik announced with a strange sense of wonder mixed with confusion.
Now Bakura opened both eyes and glared at the blonde. "I do have a name." He responded.
"Well what is it?" Marik questioned, a smirk on his face.
The white-haired thief thought for a few seconds. "I don't remember."
"Therefore, you don't have a name." The younger yami said triumphantly.
Bakura glared. "Crap, now I'm just like the Pharaoh."
"Wrong!" Marik giggled, "He remembers his name now. You, however, have always been Bakura as far as anyone knows. But no way in hell is that an Egyptian name."
"Well, you don't have a name either." Bakura retorted, growling. "You were just given a weird version of Malik's name just so no one got confused."
He could've sworn Marik pouted, but that was replaced with a wide grin. "I guess that means the Pharaoh is better than both of us then."
"Rah! No fucking way am I letting that stick-in-the-ass be better than me." Bakura practically snarled as he shoved Marik off him. "I'll remember my name, I swear I will." And with that, he started to search his memories of his past life of any whisper of his name.
Marik watched gleefully as Bakura pondered. He was content with having no proper name, but he knew that Bakura wouldn't be, not with Yami knowing his.
"It begins with A!" Bakura announced, "I'm sure it begins with an A."
"Keep going." Marik purred, lying on his stomach with his legs kicking the air. Watching Bakura's changing expressions was always fun. He did it a lot when he watched him and the Pharaoh argue. Every slight twitch, every subtle change was an indicator of his shifting moods.
"Ak..Ake...AKEFIA!" Bakura shouted, a wide grin on his face. "Akefia! That's my name! Akefia!" He truly looked happy at remembering that one word, so much so that Marik had to blink and look properly. He rarely saw that expression on his lover's face.
The blonde grinned. "Akefia, huh?" He crawled into the other's lap with a purr. "Sounds sexy. Want me to scream that name tonight?" He licked Bakura's ear softly.
Bakura smirked and tangled his fingers in the Egyptian's spikey locks. "Scream whatever you want, your ass is mine tonight."
It also turned slightly smutty at the end XD Like usual
R+R please. It makes me squeal like a happy fanboy.