Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Stuck On You ❯ Chapter 14 ( Chapter 14 )

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CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Yami's POV

What is there to do? I curse ineffectually, make threats against the tomb-robber and
everything precious to him but my hikari...

Marik listens to me hiss and spit and seems almost amused. After all he can almost
understand my words. He strokes my back, running his hands through my fur.

"Bakura-chan..." Yugi implores, watching my tantrum, "perhaps you ought..."

"No need," Marik says cheerfully and finally I feel the magic running through his hands
into my fur. With a strange stretching feeling I change...

"See, it's all right now," Bakura says, unconcerned--I leap at him--

But the sight of my innocent hikari on the tomb-robber's lap stops me cold. My sweet,
sweet Light in the arms of that dirty common thief...

"I wanna go home," I think in defeat and it slips from my mouth before I realize it.
Marik takes my arm and it is a true comfort as I wander ungracefully from the room and
towards the door.

"Would you like some clothing before you leave?" Ryou inquires softly. A long moment
passes as I realize I've lost them again and accept the clothes handed to me.

It's strange being dressed like Ryou, the white sweater he always wears and the school
uniform pants, but it's definitely better than most of what I was wearing before from
Marik's wardrobe. The sun makes me squint in surprise as we go.

I'm not really paying attention to what's going on right now, so I'm quite surprised
when Marik jerks me backwards and I narrowly avoid being run over by a lunatic on a
motorcycle.

No, actually it's Malik, I realize as he screeches to an inelegant halt in front of the
house.

"Hikari-pretty..." Marik says in a dreamy voice, and Malik replies with a sharp nod. He
look us up and down appreciatively.

"I see it worked."

And before my eyes register the movement Marik stands behind his hikari, his blade
unsheathed and hovering before Malik's neck. "Don't even think..."

He cuts off abruptly and I assume he's switched to mind-speech. I wait patiently but a
tad uncomfortably; I can feel Yugi knocking on my soul room door but I don't feel like
talking to him right now.

The knife comes down slowly and Malik shoots me an amused half-smile; I don't know why
exactly but I smile uneasily back.

"Yami..." he says to Marik, the darker side of a dark person, "go get Ryou for me,
would you? I need to talk to Yami Yugi."

Jealousy flares for a moment in Marik's eyes, then dies. Without a word he goes back
up the walk to the house.

Such a strange relationship... Longing on the yami's part, and sadism, a want for his
light's blood. Yet still he listens to his hikari. And Malik, so afraid of his
darkness sometimes, yet able to order him around...

Well, probably not always. Marik is definitely fond of control, when he is the
controller.

A moment of silence and then Malik speaks. "Yami Yugi... you know... Marik, he..."

He seems almost embarrassed at his dark's behavior, but hey, I understand. He told me
about his childhood, after all.

"It's all right, Marik told me about how things were in his first life..."

Malik gives me a blank look. "Excuse me?"

"His past life, before being your yami," I clarify.

"He has no past. He is me, and I have created him. I am his God, and he mine..."

I don't understand. What is Malik talking about? Has Marik lied to me and Malik telling
the truth? Or is Malik simply mistaken?

Man, has this been a long, long week...