Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Lavender Rain ❯ Chapter 4 - - Pursuit ( Chapter 4 )

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- - **I am so sorry for not updating sooner! ;__; Yes, I was slacking off! Whaa! I admit it! I'm so sorry! To prove myself I will make this chapter longer than usual, no strings attached! Enjoy Chapter 4 of Lavender Rain!** - -

- - ~*Lavender Rain*~ - -

Chapter Four ~ Pursuit

Sahara made her way down the street and turned the curb that lead to the main street. Cars whizzed by, splashing water onto her legs. She didn't care though, why should she? Sahara looked up from her pondering and stared at the world around her.

Sahara had never been in this part of Domino before. Or maybe she had but couldn't remember. All she knew was that her foster parents had never bothered to take her anywhere.

The city was really dull and grey as the rain continued to pour down. Sahara turned another corner and looked into the windows of a convenience store. She saw a short chubby man in an aisle sorting what seemed to be packets of biscuits.

Sahara heard her stomach rumble at the sight of food. She was really hungry. "Maybe I should go in there and buy something to eat." Sahara pondered out loud to herself.

She decided that it sounded like the best thing to do. Sahara clutched her duffel back tightly and entered the store.

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Sam heard the small bell ring as the front door opened. "I'll be with you in a minute!" He shouted from the aisle. He brushed himself off and walked up to the front and went behind the counter.

"So can I help you miss?" He asked. Sahara said nothing. She simply walked over to a rack and pulled off a bag of chips. "I'd like to buy this. How much is it?"

Sam was quite confused at this girl's behavior. "It's ninety-nine cents." He said suspiciously. Sahara was confused as well. She smiled weakly. "Are you sure that's it?" "Yes, I'm sure." Replied Sam.

"Alright." Sahara opened her duffel bag and took out a wallet; it was her uncle's wallet. She held it close to herself, not letting him see the wallet. She fished out a dollar from the coin pocket and handed it to him. "Here."

"Thank you." Sam replied, still ever so confused. Sahara just stared at him. Then after a couple of seconds she grabbed the bag and made her way out of the store, without a second glance.

"Kids these days, never have any manners. Jeez, she couldn't even say good-bye!" Sam trudged to the aisle again, as much as his back ached. `There was something about her. Something familiar...'

Sam slowly picked up packages and ever so slightly placed them on the white racks. He was pondering on why she was reminding him of someone. As he reached for the last package her realized what had taken him so long to figure out.

"Malik! MALIK!" Sam yelled as he ran out the store down to the gas station where he assumed Malik would be. "Shit! The store! Arg, forget it!" He caught his breath as he saw the silver-blonde haired teenager talking to the cash register with in aggravated mood.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!" "W-we're terribly sorry sir! You see, the bolt accidentally fell and spoiled the paint, so we need to re-paint the motorcycle again and wait for it to dry." "BUT TWO DAMN WEEKS!"

Malik was furious. How he longed to send out his Yami to kill this nuisance. This was the second and final time the idiot had aggravated him today! "Rrr…" Malik reached for his Millenium Rod in his back pocket when Sam burst through the door panting.

"Malik! Quick!" Malik turned around, obviously surprised at the sudden interruption. "Sam?! Shouldn't you be at the store?!" Sam, gasping for air, balanced himself on the cashier counter.

"You gotta go quick Malik. She just came into my store! Her!" "Her?" Sam dragged Malik outside, away from the suspicious cashier who stood with a rather dumbfounded look on his face.

"Sam! Who is she?" "Sahara! That runaway! The girl that the police are after!" Sam replied, his chest heaving with every breath he took. "Sahara?!"

Malik ran out onto the sidewalk and stared down the stretch. There he saw a figure walking in the rain that was now drenching him once again. "Hey! You!" He yelled.

Sahara was huddling over the chips so they didn't get wet and slowly eating them when she heard a deep teenage voice yell at her. `What the hell?' She turned around, pissed off at whoever was yelling at her.

When Malik gazed upon her, her eyes cut right through him. She was quite a distance away, and he wet hood was concealing her forehead, but he still made out her eyes. Those honey-green eyes burned with pain and anger.

He mentally slapped himself for yelling out like that. She probably thought of him as an idiot by now. She said nothing as the expression in her eyes turned to fear as they turned fully green. Malik was shocked at how her eyes changed color when she began to take a few steps backwards away from him.

"Hey! Are you Sahara?" He yelled out over the sound of the rain, thunder and cars. Sahara's eyes widened with fear and she screamed. Sahara ran down the sidewalk. "Come back here! You didn't answer me!"

Sahara didn't know what to feel right now. She screamed out the first thing that came to mind. "No!" She yelled in pure defiance. In the past, she had let so many people take advantage of her. She wasn't about to let this guy do the same.

"Sahara! Come back here!" He yelled. Ever since he had heard about the incidents, he'd wanted to know more about her. He craved to know what drove her to do the things she did. No one would do that for the free will and then run away from their problems.

Malik wanted to know more about her past. He wasn't going to let her get away. He would find out, no matter what it took. Malik broke out into a run after her down the grey sidewalk, the rain still coming down and soaking everything.

Sahara panted as fear panged against her heart as hard as the rain panged against her cold body. She heard his yelling behind her and she knew he was after her. She cautiously turned her head slightly to look at him. His sliver-blonde hair was flying wildly as he continued to run after her, his lavender eyes burned with curiosity.

Sahara was weak from being deprived of sleep and food. Her body shook like a small tree in a tornado; about to be ripped limb from limb any minute now. Her frail body felt as if it could collapse any time now.

Sahara would try as hard as she could to run away from the boy that continued to chase her. Even though she knew he was getting closer. The things before her blurred as her vision began to be distorted by rain.

No. These weren't raindrops. They were Sahara's tears. Fear of being captured again. She never wanted to be caged and locked like a small bird again. She didn't. Sahara ran, he approached with quick steps. The time for capture neared.

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Nilea cringed in disgust when she heard the name. Then again, her malicious desires grew. How she wished to torture and bring and end to Sahara's life. She ran to the source of the yell as quickly as she could.

Fortunately, she was close. How fortunate indeed. She saw a short, cubby man running back to a convenience store at the corner. She picked up her speed and rammed into him.

Sam grunted in pain as the teenager collided with him. Nilea wasted no time as he had the wind knocked out of him. As he slowly came to his senses, she grasped his neck and forced him against the wall of the building, slowly tightening her grasp.

Sam gasped in pain. "Tell me where she is!" Nilea ordered. "W-who?" Sam managed to choke out and he struggled to get the taller teenager away from his neck. He felt a sharp point against his stomach as he reached to pull her hand away.

He looked down and sure enough, there was the blade of a dagger, waiting to be thrust into his gut. "Sahara! Where is the damn bitch?!" "S-Sahara?" He choked out again. "Yes! Didn't you hear me you idiot?!"

"D-down that w-way." He choked out against as he extended a short arm down the sidewalk. Nilea grew frustrated, as she saw no one. She had already gotten too far ahead for her liking. Nilea threw Sam's head aside and ran down the sidewalk in an ever-pissed manner as she continued to pursuit of the one named Sahara.

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"Sahara!" Malik yelled out again. They had run past three blocks in the pursuit, and Sahara knew she couldn't take it any longer. It was now, where her small difficult freedom ended.

Sahara ran into an alleyway and slowed down with every step she took until his vision finally went blurred again. She still clutched the bag of chips in one hand, the other supporting her against the brick wall.

She let herself slide against the wall and fall to the ground with a small thump. Malik finally reached the alleyway where he had seen her run into. He walked up to her huddle form that panted with exhaustion as the rain fell on her pale cheeks and mingled with her tears.

He kneeled down beside her and placed one hand on her shoulder and the other on the side of her face. He turned her face to face his and as he did he gasped. Her eyes were swollen and red, her irises were a light hazel.

Malik looked at her face that displayed so many emotions of sadness; it was overwhelming for him. He knew he could get the information out of her, then kill her, send her to the Shadow Realm. Do whatever he wanted. Or he could just send out his Yami for even more sinister results.

But Malik also knew he wouldn't be doing that. The misery displayed on her features was making his heart thud against his chest painfully. "W-what do you want from me?" She managed to whisper out, her cold breath making her lips shudder.

Malik waited for everything to be processed into his brain and then returned to reality. He was there, holding Sahara, staring at her. He wanted to know. He craved for the knowledge of her past and purpose.

Malik, took in a deep breath, and lowered his hands form her face and shoulder. "P-please tell me." She whispered as her whole body shivered. She knew things couldn't get any worse, so she was trying to avoid any angry outbursts. She'd had more than enough in her life already to last her a lifetime.

Malik felt himself wince at the pain he saw in her eyes. "I want to know Sahara." He said softly. Sahara was confused by the question. What did this boy possibly want to know? "I want to know why you ran away from me. Why you ran away from what you did. Why you did it. Sahara, tell me what you did."

- - ** There ya go! ^-^ The very brand new Chapter number four! I hope you guys like it! This is where they meet! But don't forget! Trouble lurks behind as Nilea approaches! Da da dum! XD What will happen next time? Read and review to find out in the upcoming Chapter Number Five! No reviews, no chapter! ^-^ It's a simple concept, no? XD By the way! Tell me if you think Malik was too OOC in this! I think he was! Plz tell me! XD If you have any ideas for future chapters, please tell me also! I'd love to hear them! And possibly use them, hehe. ^^ ** - -