Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Broken Wings ❯ Poison ( Chapter 9 )

Poison

~~*I don't own Yugioh. I just own the idea for my story*~~

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Malik whimpered as the dart pierced his skin roughly, pain trailing through his body. He could feel a small trail of blood leaving his damaged shoulder.

Bakura grinned down upon the boy. He tailed his finger up the tanned boys arm, collecting the blood that had left his body. He licked the crimson fluid off his fingers, cleaning them like that of a cat. "How sweet your blood is Malik".

"Go to hell Bakura" the blonde haired youth whispered, finding that he was getting very flushed and tired.

"No thank you. I have lived for thousands of years. You really think they're going to except me into hell now?" the brown-eyed demon whispered into his ear.

Violet eyes drifted to the ceiling. `To Ra…' the youth thought, heat rushing through his body.

The fever was starting to take effect.

Of course, Malik didn't have a clue why this was happening.

Bakura leaned down. "Maybe I should call Marik. He misses you so very much".

Malik coughed slightly. "I bet," he whispered sarcastically. A sharp pain suddenly cracked up his spine making the younger boy whimper loudly and arc his back.

"Mm, painful no? What you bare feeling is the beginning of my poison darts. This is but barley a taste of what is to come" the white haired male said with a feral grin.

The Egyptian bit his lip. `Poison'.

Bakura let go of Malik's hands, seeing the young Egyptian was to weak to move enough to use them.

Malik tilted his head to the side just enough to see Ryou.

The white haired hikari was still knocked out. `Ra Ryou, stay unconscious' he thought. `Please'.

Bakura turned his head to where Malik was looking and smirked. "He won't stay unconscious forever".

"Leave. Him. Alone" Malik said weakly, another sharp pain shooting up his back and spreading through his body.

The elder trailed his fingers down Malik's neck. "So defensive of your friend Malik. Yet Ryou keeps so much from you".

The teenager coughed. "What he keeps from me is his own business. I won't pry in that".

The yami laughed. "Yes, I didn't know what was going on either until a new little boy told me". He grinned. "But I'll let you find out what's going on for yourself".

The tanned male wanted to know what was going on because nobody would tell him but he didn't want to beg for information from Bakura.

The taller male got of the diseased youth and stood up, cracking his fingers for no apparent reason. "I'll leave you alone to suffer Malik for I have places to be. Beating my hikari would be of no use since he is out cold and if by some miracle you manage to get up, you won't be able to leave".

The blonde hikari was to weak to even think about the charm that the yami had put on the doors.

"In but never out" the white haired male said darkly before starting to walk for the stairs. "Good luck".

Malik was soon left alone with only the unconscious Ryou for company.

`I have to get up. I have to wake Ryou' the fever infested hikari thought, trying to ignore the pain and dizziness that was flowing through his body. He gripped the floor harshly and mustered all his leftover strength, forcing himself to sit up.

Red-hot pain shot through his body life the fires of hell and soon enough, Malik fell back onto the floor with a small cry of pain.

`I can do this' the oldest hikari thought defiantly. He tried to sit up but just ended back on the floor. `Or maybe I can't'.

Dots started to fill Malik's vision so he closed his eyes. "Ryou…" he whispered. "You have to wake up now that Bakura's gone. You need to escape".

The white haired hikari didn't move.

"Come on Ryou. Please wake up. I'll do anything if you just wake up" Malik sputtered. "You can't be here when Bakura comes back or my own yami for that matter". Violet eyes opened at looked at his friend. Malik smiled when he saw Ryou's fingers twitch.

Ryou was becoming conscious again!

"Malik…" came the weak voice of Ryou.

"I'm here," the other hikari whispered dryly, closing his eyes again. "I'm here".

The younger boy forced himself up onto his knees and opened his eyes softly. `Where's Bakura?' he thought panicking for a moment. His eyes then landed on his best friend.

"Oh my God! Malik" Ryou whimpered, crawling over to the Egyptian. "Are you alright? What happened to your arm?"

"Bakura. Dart. Poison" was all Malik said.

Ryou gasped. `He hurt Malik and he didn't even do anything'. "Can you move?"

The blonde shook his head gently. "Paralyzed".

"How stupid could I be, of course you can't move. I should know this by now, Bakura and his poison darts" the youth said, putting his hand on Malik's forehead to check the temperature of his friend.

It wasn't good. Malik was burning up and his temperature was rising with each passing second.

Ryou hooked his arms with Malik and started pulling the older teen up the stairs.

The violet-eyed boy didn't make a sound as each of the stairs hit his lower back.

For someone of Malik's height, he was surprisingly light.

The white haired boy continued to drag the Egyptian up the stairs until they got to the living room. He then put his friend on the couch, wiping beads of sweat off his brow. "I'll be right back Malik".

The platinum haired boy nodded weakly. "Alright". Malik hissed in agitation as the sparking pain returned, this time worse then it had been before.

Ryou ran to the front door only to find it was locked. `Bakura… he put a charm on the door'.

The younger boy was frantic. `The phone'. He ran to the phone and picked up the receiver and dialed 911. There was no tone or beep to indicate it was ringing. The white haired boy looked down to see the wire connecting to the phone had been cut.

`Damn you Bakura!' the youth thought bitterly. He dashed up the stairs only to find the other phones in the same condition.

The two wireless phones had daggers jammed into their circuitry.

Ryou jumped down the stairs, dizzy from all the running around and went to go check on Malik.

The blonde boy had his eyes shut but was squirming from the shocks being sent throughout his teenage frame.

The younger hikari went into the bathroom and turned on the lights. He pulled out the first aid kit and a washcloth from the cupboard, not bothering to turn off the lights behind him as he skidded out the door with the supplies.

The hikari stopped when he reached Malik for the third time and panted slightly. He took out the first aid kit from under his arm and set it down on the table. He dampened the cloth in the kitchen and put it on Malik's flushed forehead.

The older teen shivered against the coldness.

Ryou then took out a tensor bandage and started wrapping it around the Egyptians bleeding shoulder. `I can't do much more then this without the cure and Bakura probably has that with him'.

"I don't know what else I can do for you Malik. I'm so… frustrated! I can barley think straight! Gods, this is all my fault. Bakura did this to you and he's not even your problem!" Ryou started to break down.

Malik shifted. "Not your fault. Y-you can't control w-what your yami does".

"Exactly Malik. I can't control what Bakura does and I feel that I'm putting my friends in danger" the white haired boy explained. "But I can't do anything about it".

Malik opened his eyes softly. "Do what you can Ryou. That's all you need to do". The blonde clenched his eyes and groaned as needle sharp pains pricked his spine.

Just then, an idea popped into Ryou's head.

Maybe Kairi could do that healing thing and cure Malik of his sickness.

"Hang in there Malik" he whispered.

The blonde haired boy was falling unconscious and didn't respond to the question.

"Malik! Don't fall asleep! The disease will kill you if you don't stay awake!" Ryou yelled, shaking his best friend by his shoulders.

Malik coughed. "I c-can't help it". A line of blood seeped from his mouth.

"Oh my God! KAIRI! HELP! PLEASE GET DOWN HERE!" Ryou yelled, hoping that his guardian angel would be able to hear him.

This was it.

If something didn't happen in the next ten minutes… Malik was going to die.

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Cliffy!

Dun, dun, dun!!