Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ That Devil ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )

“What? Do you not like it when I say that?”

Jou shook his head, keeping quiet.

“Why not?”

Jou blushed again, now twiddling his thumbs.

“Cuz y' don't mean it…”

Marik made a `tsk tsk' sound and twirled Jou around in his arms, pulling him close to his front, a wide smirk on his face.

“Who says I don't?”

Marik leant down and kissed Jou again, this time breaking it slowly. Jou looked away, not wanting Marik to see his red face.

“Well…no one…but I know ya don't!” he argued. Marik sighed.

“You know nothing, little puppy. You don't even know why I do.” he said. Jou blinked up at Marik.

“Then tell me.”

Marik sighed.

“Malik loves you. Over the past while that he's been here, all the emotions he feels for you were being transferred into another self. What he didn't know was that I came back, and absorbed them all. Slowly those human emotions began to give me form, and I was reborn, in a sense. Malik was afraid, but then he was angry. He hated me from the start, now he hates me because I have learned to—dare I speak such a vile word?—love. And guess what, Jounouchi.” Marik explained, leaving off for Jou to respond. Jou, blushing, stammered out:

“W-what?”

Marik leant down, whispering softly into his ear once more.

“I love you, Katsuya. I love only you.”

Jou tried to push away, too overcome by his emotions to just stand there. Marik had called him by his given name! What kind of fucked up game was he playing?! Jou shook his head, and started to struggle out of Marik's grasp. Why did Marik want him?! He was just fine with Malik, but Marik?! There was no way!! No way that Marik would love him! No way that Marik would kiss him! It was just…just…impossible!!

Tears began to come from his eyes out of pure frustration. He pounded helplessly on Marik's transparent chest, clenching his teeth to halt his sobbing. The grip around him tightened, pulling Jou closer. The comfort it brought to him made the tears pour faster.

He didn't want to love Marik! He didn't want Marik to love him!

Marik gave Jou's head tender kisses, trying to comfort him. He sent soft whispers into his ears to hush him. Jou kept crying, shutting his eyes tight and keeping his mouth shut to prevent the sobs to escape. He felt a tongue lick away the tears, and they only rained down harder. Then lips began to kiss the water on his cheeks, leaving his skin burning at the barely-felt touch.

Jou put his face into Marik's shoulder, clutching to the shirt for dear life. Marik's hands caressed Jou's back soothingly, leaving Jou in a broken state of confusion.

“I-I-I don't want,” Jou hiccupped, “you to love me!”

Marik's eyes flashed a quick hurt, but he only kissed Jou's cheek.

“Why not?” he asked gently. Jou hiccupped again.

“I don't under-,” another hiccup, “stand!”

Marik picked Jou up, cradling him in his arms. Jou yelped, and hugged Marik's neck in fear of falling.

“I know you don't, Jounouchi. Just give me some time to make it clear to you.” Marik whispered. Jou shook his head.

“Y-you're the Devil! You hate everyone and everything! You don't care about me! You don't give a shit about me!” he cried out, sobbing harder. Marik's ear buzzed at the loudness, but he ignored it, holding Jou closer.

“Yes I do, Jounouchi. I love you.”

“No! No you don't! You're just saying that!”

“Why would I just say those three words just for the fun of it? Tell me, Jounouchi, if you know me so well.”

Jou's whimpers quieted at the annoyance in Marik's tone. Maybe…maybe Marik…maybe Marik changed…just maybe…