Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Trap of Emotions ❯ Chapter 11 ( Chapter 11 )

Water. 'Water? Where in the name of Osiris am I?' Calla opened her eyes slowly and surprisingly wasn't blinded by light. 'Oh my Ra!' She was in a large bath, with her clothes nowhere in sight! She sunk down lower into the cloudy and scented water and looked around nervously. The bath was designed like a canopy bed with curtains draping down to the floor on all sides. In fact, she could see a canopy bed and other room furnishings through the gauzy purple curtains. Her hair was pinned up out of the way of the water and incense was burning heavily. 'That pervert undressed and bathed me! I'm going to kill him as soon as I find my clothes!' Despite the outrage running through her, she turned fearfully at the sound of footsteps. "Pardon miss, I was told to see if you were awake yet." she sighed. It was just a girl, a slave from the look from it. She turned to leave. "I'll be right back with a bathrobe for you." "Wait! Umm…" "Joanne miss." "Yes, Joanne, where are my clothes?" "Sorry miss, they were thrown out." "Why?!" The girls voice echoed down the hallway as she left. "Master Malik insisted." Calla groaned and slid deeper into the water. 'I don't believe this.' She heard the footsteps return, and the sound of the curtains moved aside as someone stood at the edge of the bath. She stood up and allowed the robe to be slipped on. 'I have to find a way out of here, and soon.' She was so lost in thought she didn't noticed the darkly tanned hands push the robe over her shoulders. It wasn't until the arms attached to those hands wrapped around her waist to tie the sash did Calla realize. "You!" She whirled around, stumbling in the water as she held the front of the robe closed. Malik just stood there in all his smirking glory, wearing nothing but his kilt. 'I must say, I like this side of her, then again, all of her is mine…' "Now my Calla, is that the greeting I get after all this time?" "More than you deserve, you pig!" she spat. (Sorry to all Malik fan girls) He grinned. "Sticks and stones my little calla lily." She glared up at him hatefully as he cocked an eyebrow. "Well my Calla?" "Well what?" "Are you going to come out or," he eyed the robe clinging to her wet body, "do I have to come in and get you?" She bit her lip and looked away. 'He would do it to.' After tying the sash tight she carefully made her way out of the bath. She stopped at the edge and gave him a look. "What's wrong my Calla?" "There's no room to get out." "Oh there's plenty dear." She narrowed her eyes. 'Enough for him to be way to close for comfort, not like he isn't already.' She reluctantly stepped upward out of the bath and unfortunately, for her, lost her balance. Her breath came in sharply as he grabbed her arm and pulled her forward into his embrace. He buried his face in Calla's hair causing the pins to come loose, clattering on the stone floor, as her brown hair fell down to her waist. "Let go of me!" Malik stood there a second, enjoying the feel of Calla's struggling and reluctantly took his arms from her. "I guess I'll leave while you get dressed, unless you need help with that to." "Well according to your servant my clothes were thrown out." he smirked "They were." she narrowed her eyes ,"On your orders!" His fingers twined around a piece of her hair that he had not let go of. "I had to my dear, you've always had such dull taste. Besides," he backed her up to edge of the bath, "I have a feeling that these will suite you much better." He parted the curtains and left the covered area. She looked bitterly at the clothes neatly folded on the floor. 'It's not like I have a choice, I can't escape wearing nothing but a bath robe.' "By the way," She jumped. "you should wear your hair down more often. It's almost as much fun to toy with as you, my Calla." He smirked at her glare and let the curtains drop back in place once again. "I hope a cobra finds it's fangs in your skin." she yelled after him as he left the room laughing. After deciding against taking the robe off immediately she picked up the lower half of the outfit, a skirt.

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'That's not Malik.' His eyes narrowed as one of Malik's servants stepped forward with the ring in his hands. Bakura followed the slight pointing of the ring. 'Of course, I should have known the high priest would be here, not that it matters.' "I have brought the ring as requested, show yourself thief!" He gracefully jumped from the roof top and landed on his feet. Of course he was right. "Now that you have fallen into my trap you shall pay for what you have done to the pharaoh, and my brother." 'That's what you think priest.' "Diaboundo!"

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After putting the outfit on under the robe, she took off the robe to look the reflection in the water over. 'I look like a whore or a harem girl!' The skirt, that thankfully went down past her knees, had slits on both sides ending just above her mid-thigh. As for the top, it was basically a tube top. Very simple and unimaginative but way to skin baring for her taste. 'He is such a sick minded…'

Malik smirked as his Calla glared at her reflection. He had been watching from his bed, fingering the leather straps attached to the head board and staring intently at the thin drapes. His smirk turned into a scowl as he remembered how the thief had chained Calla to his bed. Of course his anger was eased at the idea that he would soon have her in the same position. Malik would wait until he was pharaoh before he had his total way with her but that didn't mean he couldn't have a little fun. 'Speaking of which…' he eased up from the bed and headed over to the curtained bath and silently pushed back the curtains. Her brown hair spilling over both shoulders, clothes revealing her unusually light skin, his. 'Every curve of her body, every breath she takes, every fiber of her being, mine.' He stood behind her unnoticed, breathing in the scent of her hair. Untouched by the heavy incense. His.

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