Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Crazy for you ❯ The past ( Chapter 9 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

A/N: Thank you who reviewed the story! Chappie 8 is the long awaited Mariku centered chapter…


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“Malik! Come here for a sec!” Called Ishizu to the little tanned boy playing outside in the yard. The boy looked up, smiling at his sister and ran to her quickly.
“What is it?” He asked, reaching his sister.
“Father wants to see you.”
“He’s home?” The boy looked surprised; their father was hardly ever home anymore.
“Yes… Well, go on already!” Ishizu shooed her brother inside, and to their father’s room.


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A sound of vacuum broke Mariku out of his walk down the memory lane. Apparently Ryou had decided that now was good time as ever to do a little cleaning. From all his vacuuming, he must have missed the doorbell because he didn’t react in any way. Mariku rose from the couch and went to peek through the peeping hole on the door. It was that annoying guy who kept popping up and the way Mariku saw it, tried to hit on Ryou. He opened the door to give him a piece of his mind.

“Um, hello… Can I talk to Ryou for a bit?”

“No.” He was just about to close the door on his face when the annoying brat stopped it with his hand.

“I know who you are.” Toshiro stated holding the door open. Mariku stared at him for a while before yanking him in by the collar and shutting the door after them. Ryou was still vacuuming and didn’t have a clue what was going on. Well, not until Mariku came through the living room doorway, holding Toshiro and throwing him on the couch. Ryou turned off the vacuum.

“What’s going on?” He asked confused, glancing between Mariku and Toshiro.

“Ryou-.”

“You shut up!” Mariku ordered and turned to Ryou. “He knows.”

“Wha-?” Then it dawned to him too. “You do?” Ryou asked from Toshiro who was looking back at him.

“I’m not stupid you know… I knew all along, but didn’t… I didn’t want you to get in trouble for helping him…” The boy told, now no longer looking at the other two.

“Toshiro…” Ryou sat next to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. The other boy looked at him and was about to say something when Mariku broke in.

“Why don’t I just kill him now.”

“No! You can’t!” Ryou stood up.

“And why not?”

“Because he’s my friend!”

“So?”

“And besides, you’ll just be in more trouble if they ever catch you.” Ryou reasoned, crossing his arms. Mariku frowned, knowing that he was right. But if this brat thought that Ryou was helping him, then what if he knew that he was really holding the teen prisoner? Now that wouldn’t be good… The brat would go straight to police.

“Ok sweets, I won’t kill him.” Mariku smirked down on him and Ryou’s pose flickered at his change of tone and attitude. “But of course, he’ll have to promise not to give me away. Remember, trouble for Ryou and for you.” Mariku said with threat in his voice.

Toshiro nodded silently and Ryou was about to say something but Mariku couldn’t let him blow his cover, now could he? So he grabbed Ryou and crushed their lips together. The boy let out a surprised squeak, eyes going wide like saucers. Toshiro’s eyes weren’t quite as wide as Ryou’s. He mumbled something about leaving and started to back away. Mariku followed him from the corner of his eye and placed his arms around Ryou in a way that said; ‘He’s mine so back off’. When the boy was finally out the door, Mariku let go of Ryou who gasped for air.

“Wha..?” Ryou breathed and stumbled back, trying to grasp the situation. Mariku smirked, licking his lips.

“I can’t afford to blow my cover, now can I?” He asked lowly and reached to touch Ryou’s cheek.

“W-well, I guess…” He said blushing like mad. Mariku took hold of his chin, pulling him close and slowly
licking his lips. Then, after giving the stunned boy one last smirk, Mariku made his exit, it was snack time anyway.


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The little boy went silently to his room, holding his arm and wincing from time to time. His arm was sporting a big bruise as well as his back. Ishizu was away grocery shopping, he was grateful of that, now his sister didn’t have to see the bruises and wouldn’t need to worry herself. Father didn’t mean to hurt him, right? No, it must have been some kind of accident.

The little boy made it to his room and sat on the floor, finally, now that he was alone, letting himself cry. Rocking himself silently and wondering why was the emotional pain so much worse than the physical one…


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He wouldn’t let anything like that happen to himself ever again. If anyone ever touched him the wrong way again, well, that stupid psychiatrist, Hiriwa or something, knows what will happen better than most. Excluding the stupid brick for a father of course.

They didn’t have anymore coffee… He wondered if he should send Ryou out shopping after all. Would he come back? The boy hadn’t tried escaping once after the first time and Mariku thought that this was weird. But then again, Ryou was weird all over. He had stood up to him a couple of times but that was about it, otherwise he let himself be ordered around and even did nice things to him, like cooked or read to him.
Maybe Ryou just was like that, or maybe… Mariku grinned as the thought crossed his mind. Maybe he liked being his captive… He took a sip of his tea when he remembered that he didn’t even want to drink it; it tasted like shit. He spat out the offending liquid and poured the rest down the drain.

As he began walking out of the kitchen, he slipped on the tea he had just spat out and fell rather ungracefully on the floor. Of course, Ryou took his cue to walk in, only to see Mariku spread out on the floor.

“What happened? Are you ok?” The boy asked trying to look worried but clearly fighting back his laughter.

Mariku glared at him. “Yes, I just slipped on some tea.”

Ryou raised a brow. “What was the tea doing on the floor?”

“I spat it there.” Mariku stated flatly, sitting up.
“Served you right then.” Ryou said and poured himself some tea. “Um, actually, I’ve been meaning to ask you… Now that Toshiro probably thinks that we’re boyfriends or something…” He blushed but tried to hide it behind his cup. “Wouldn’t it make more sense if you let me go to school? I mean he clearly saw that I was healthy and will get suspicious if I still stay at home. Plus we’re running out of things to eat so I have to go shopping at some point.”

Now Mariku had already got up from the floor. “How do I know you’re not just going to run off or call the cops?”

Ryou shrugged. “I guess you’ll just have to trust me.”

“Hmph! I don’t trust.”

“Well, if I was going to run away don’t you think I would have already tried? I haven’t gone against you yet, why would I start now?”

That did make sense and Ryou did have a point about the school thing. “And what if you have just done that to gain my trust?”

“Did it work?” Ryou asked innocently, looking like his picture should be in the dictionary on the word ‘cute’. And maybe also ‘innocent’.

“No. But you do have a point.”

“Well..?” Ryou pushed on, sipping his tea and then, because the sip was too big, he licked his upper lip quickly but not quickly enough for Mariku to miss it. He was apparently staring since Ryou blinked at him and cocked his head to a side. “What?”

Mariku shook his head violently, getting more weird looks from Ryou. “Nothing… Maybe you should at least go to the store…” He walked out of the kitchen to go to… some place else. Ryou just looked strangely after him.

Ryou left for the store a few minutes later, leaving Mariku alone on the apartment.


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The boy was now ten and just on his way back from school. Ishizu was at her part time job right now and there was supposed to be no one in the house. If there really was no one home, then how come there was a sound coming from up stairs?

The boy went up the stairs, it was coming from his feather’s room. Carefully he opened the door and peeked in side. His father was standing on his chair, dripping something that looked a bit like water.

“Father? What are you doing?”

“You!” Yelled his father and dropped his lighter he had in hand. “Get out of here you brat!”

He couldn’t understand why was his father acting this way, it was scaring him. “What’s wrong? Get down from there before you hurt yourself!”

“Hurt myself?” The man asked and stepped down from the chair, he walked to the boy and bunched him on the gut. “You’re the only one who’s going to get hurt!” He kicked him and reached for the container of the strange liquid. “Burn with me then.” He started to pour the liquid on him but he rolled away just in time and came across the lighter on the floor. The boy grabbed it, lit it and threw it at his father. The man caught fire and started screaming in pain as he burned like an over grown torch.

The boy looked horrified as his father moved towards the window but not before he turned towards him and while still screaming.

“You killed me!” Then he jumped out of the window, through the glass. A female scream was heard from the yard and it wasn’t long until Ishizu ran to the boy and hugged him.

“Oh thank god Malik you’re ok.”

The boy just let her hug him and then lead him to the yard where the police and ambulance had already arrived. The burned corpse of his father lay on the ground, empty eyes as if staring at him. Something inside the boy went off as he saw the empty gaze and he pulled away from his sister and ran to his dead father.

“You bastard! How dare you? Stop staring at me!” He yelled and started to kick the corpse and scream at it. He kicked and screamed until his sister and a couple of policemen came to pull him away. He still screamed and struggled against their hold but they were much stronger than the young boy. They loaded him to a police car and drove to the hospital. He was still screaming, totally ignoring his sister’s teary cry for him to stop.


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He really didn’t want to remember that… It was the day he finally stopped being ‘Malik’ and turned into ‘Mariku’. That was a new name but wasn’t totally different from hid old one, the one that his bastard of a father gave him. He was a new person, a totally different one of the one he had been before. He didn’t even want to be ‘Malik’ again and why would he? Ishizu still insisted on calling him by that name, even though he had told her not to.

Ryou had yet to come back… Soon he would go looking for him, it had been foolish of him to let him go.

That moment of weakness would never repeat itself again!

Mariku heard sounds from the door as it was opened and closed by someone. He went to see who it was though he already had a pretty good idea, it made him wonder why he came back.

Ryou looked out of breath as if he had been running. “H-hello. I ran into some trouble on the way.” Ryou informed him before dragging the grocery bags in to the kitchen and starting to put them to their places.

“What sort of trouble?”

“Some punks decided that it would be fun to try to steal my stuff, they chased me around and I sort of automatically ran home…” Ryou explained. Pounding was suddenly heard from the door and yells accompanied them.

“They chased you all the way here?” Mariku asked, frowning at the door.

“Yeah… I guess…”

Mariku grinned, took his kitchen knife and headed for the door. Ryou followed him with his gaze curiously. He yanked open the door and lifted the knife up in the air.

“Get the fuck out of here!” He roared and the people behind the door looked ready to pee on their pants.

They fled quickly and left Mariku grinning after them. Ryou held back his laughter with his hand but snickers still escaped through his fingers. “So what did you bring?”

“Oh the usual. I brought more coffee.”

Mariku sighed in relief; no more shit tasting tea for him! “Yeah!” He cheered and quickly kissed Ryou on the cheek, which made a pink hue adore his cheeks.

“Um, you’re welcome...” Ryou mumbled before going to his room, probably to turn in already, leaving Mariku with his beloved coffee.


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Mariku went to Ryou’s room in hopes hearing “a bed time story” again. Ryou was reading under covers and the book he had been reading to him was on the nightstand.

“Read to me?” He asked as he flopped on to the bed next to the other.

“About that…” Ryou looked more than a bit bothered. “How about we change books?”

“But I liked this one.” Mariku took the book from the nightstand to give, or shove, it to Ryou who reluctantly took it. He started reading never the less and Mariku listened intently. Eventually closing his eyes but keeping his other senses sharp. Just when he was stating to enjoy himself, Ryou stopped.

“I think I go to sleep now… Good night.” Ryou tried to quickly put the book away but Mariku grabbed it.

“Don’t go to sleep yet, one more chapter.” He turned onto the page Ryou had left and discovered that it was the beginning of chapter five.

“I’d really rather not…”

“Why not? Come on!”

“Because well… I’m tired.” Ryou explained quickly and tried to turn the light out.

“I read to you then.” He flipped open the book and eyed the text before starting to read.

“No, you really don’t have to!” Ryou protested and tried to take the book but Mariku didn’t let him.

“Why are you so difficult about this?” Mariku asked annoyed. Here he was, trying to do something nice and this is how he repaid him?

“W-well, I just want to go to sleep already…”

“This won’t take long.”

“Yes, but… uh… It’s just that… there is this one part, in the chapter…” Ryou told and to Mariku’s surprise, blushed. “Could we just skip it?”

“Well… if you’re really so bothered about it…” Ryou looked relieved for a second. “I just have to read it to you.” Mariku finished and Ryou’s face dropped.

“Mariku… don’t…”

“Now where was I?” Mariku started to read from where he had left before and Ryou really tried not to listen.

He soon discovered what Ryou’s problem was as the stuff in the book was starting to heat up. Ryou blushed madly when Mariku decided that it would be fun to torture him and read it whispering the words in his ear and acting out the few lines. Ryou was red like a tomato and heat was radiating out of him. Mariku rather enjoyed the redness of his face and the way he shut his eyes at one point, as if to block out his voice.

At the end of chapter five, they were pressed against each other and on the edge of the bed since Ryou had tried to twist away but now couldn’t without falling off the bed. The boy still had his eyes closed firmly and he was breathing heavier than usual.

“Well, that was fun.” Mariku chuckled slightly as Ryou shivered.

“No it wasn’t…” Ryou whispered sharply back and turned off the light. “You can go to the couch now.” He informed firmly.

“Aw, can’t I stay here?”

“N-no, you can’t, you have to go now.” Ryou informed.
Mariku actually did what he told for once and left to the living room, grinning all the while.


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A/N: Personally, I didn’t really like this chapter for some reason… Though I did like how the flash back turned out

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