Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ YIB ❯ Discoveries ( Chapter 10 )
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…Discoveries…
The only sound that could be heard was heavy breathing. No one wanted to move yet; all too consumed with fear. Yami forced himself to open one eye, and when nothing happened, he opened the other one. With a slow movement, Yami turned to the side and nearly fell over in shock. There, to the right of him, was a short youth, dressed in black, with a gun pointing to the ceiling. By the pull in his heart, Yami knew exactly who was hiding underneath all that clothes.
“V-Violet,” Jou stuttered in shock. “What are you doing?”
Immediately, the shorter assassin repositioned his gun so that it was pointing towards the three of them. “Lab, drop the gun…you too Dragon.”
Jou’s eyes widened as he stared in his friend incredulously. Behind him, he heard a gun drop to the floor, signaling Dragon’s surrender. Not knowing exactly what to say, Jou did the only thing that he could do. He dropped his gun as well.
Violet sighed in relief and lowered his gun. Slowly, he began to shed his clothes, including his gloves, jacket, and hat. The last thing that he took off was his glasses, revealing a beautiful shade of purple. “Violet! Have you lost your mind!?” Jou yelled, not noticing the surprised gasp from the one behind him.
“No, I haven’t,” Yugi said quietly. To the side of him, Atemu was undressing himself as well. If Jou wasn’t shocked before, he definitely was now. “Y-Yami?” Jou stuttered in disbelief. Then with a sharp twist, Jou turned to face the only undercover assassin besides himself.
“And let me guess, you’re Kaiba, right?” Jou scoffed, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
Slowly, the hidden YIB operative removed his shades, revealing crystal blue eyes. "What the hell!" Kaiba shouted and Jou immediately ripped off his glasses and snatched the voice alternator out of his mouth, his normal voice now coming back.
“What the fuck is going on here!?” Jou yelled and Yugi quickly grabbed Jou's arm in an attempt to calm him down.
"Jou, let me explain," Yugi pleaded but just then Bakura and Ryou came stumbling into the room.
"We have to get out off here NOW!" Bakura demanded but the moment he spoke those words a large gate came out of the ceiling and split the room in half. "Shit!" Bakura yelled, slapping his forehead as hard as he could. He looked over at the exit which was of course on the other side of the bars.
"Bakura, what's going on?" Yami inquired, pulling Yugi into a protective embrace.
However, before the other could reply, a voice from the opposite side of the room interrupted him.
“Why couldn’t you all just do your job?”
Yugi froze the second the feminine voice reached his ears. His eyes clashed with violet eyes and his breath caught in his throat. “M-Mai,” Yugi said and then rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn’t seeing things. “What are you doing here? What’s going on?”
Mai smiled before saying: “I’m actually here with a friend.”
Yami looked to the side of her and gasped. "Pegasus!?"
"Good evening fellas!" he greeted in his normal, overly-friendly tone.
"What the hell is going on!?" Jou asked for about the third time
Bakura glared at the blond and replied: “We were all supposed to take each other out. That’s why we were assigned to each other. We were supposed to kill each other.”
“It would surely save Mai and me a lot of dirty work,” Pegasus responded.
Yugi shook his head to keep it from spinning but it only made the throbbing pain worse. “But why?” he asked.
“Well, if you must know," Mai began. “Pegasus and I had a little problem. You see, there are these things called the Millennium items. I’m sure you all know what they are by now. Anyways, the thing is that if someone manages to get all seven of the items in one place, then that person is granted infinite power. Now, Pegasus here, he owns one of the Millennium items. The Eye. And I, well, I have the Key and the Scale. However, we’re still missing four.”
“And it just turns out,” Pegasus continued. “That the top four HIB operatives owned the rest of these items. However, it’s not like you four would just hand them over so–“
“You ordered us to steal them for you!” Yami yelled, his face fuming with unparalleled anger.
“Yes but, you see, Mai and I were worried that once you found out our plan, then you would try to stop us.”
“And we really didn’t want to be bothered," Mai said. "So why not just have you all kill each other and then no one would get in our way.”
“However," Pegasus said with a roll of his eyes. "We never took into account that you would all fall in love.”
“Hey!” Jou shouted out but Yugi quickly hushed him.
“So here we are. And now you all have to wait here as Pegasus and I go retrieve the rest off the items. When we return, well, let’s just say that we will finish your jobs for you,” Mai laughed as she began to walk away.
“Bye for now!” Pegasus said and then they both disappeared.
“Shit!” Yami said kicking the wall beside him.
“I can’t believe this!" Jou screamed. "How come none of us saw this coming?”
Bakura raised his hand. “Um…for the record, I did.”
“We have to split up," Kaiba said slowly and everyone stared at him in confusion. "Maybe, there’s another way out of here,” he explained.
“I highly doubt it,” Bakura scoffed.
“Well, we won’t know unless we try,” Yami spat back and Bakura only shrugged in response.
“Alright, well, I still don’t trust you guys,” Jou said and then pointed to the door closest to him. “So, me, Ryou and Yugi are going to go this way.”
“Ryou, Yugi, and I,” Kaiba corrected.
“No! You’re not going anywhere with my friends, you prick!” Jou yelled.
Yami and Bakura couldn’t help but snicker at this while the rest of the assassins just proceeded to roll their eyes. “Alright, Jou, let’s go,” Yugi said pulling the blond out of the room before a fight erupted. Ryou followed close behind.
Once they left, the remaining three youths made their way to the opposite side of the room and exited the door. They scanned every room that they walked through in an attempt to find an exit but to no avail. After about six different rooms, Yami sighed and said: “I don’t think we’re going to get out of here. There aren’t even windows in any of these rooms.”
“Way to think positive, you ass,” Bakura mused humorously.
Yami scowled at the comment. “I’m going to go back to the main room. See if the other’s are there yet.”
Kaiba just nodded and watched as Yami left the room. After a few minutes, the crimson-eyed assassin found his way back into the main room and looked around only to see that the others had still not returned. Yami began to walk to the opposite side off the room, hoping to find Yugi and the others. However, since he really wasn't watching where he was going, he accidentally slipped on a wet spot on the floor and banged his head against one of the glass cases. The world immediately went black and Yami fell to the ground in an unconscious heap.
Meanwhile, Yugi and the others were walking through the various rooms of the museum when the former felt a knot in his stomach twist uncomfortably. ‘Yami?’ Yugi said to himself worriedly before turning to the other too. “Guys, I’ll be back. I’m going to go check up on the others.”
Ryou nodded as Jou replied: “Alright, but hurry back.”
Yugi agreed and quickly took off in the direction of the main room. Something in the pit of his stomach told him that Yami wasn’t okay. He just hoped that he was wrong. However, the moment he stumbled into the main room, he saw his love lying unconsciously on the floor.
“Yami!” Yugi screamed before falling to his knees and beginning to search Yami’s body for any visible stabbings or gun shot wounds. When nothing of that sort could be found, Yugi noticed a small cut going across the other’s forehead and the skin around it was bruising fast. Yugi quickly ripped off a piece of his shirt and wiped the small amounts of blood off of his love’s face. Unfortunately, he got some one his hands though.
At the moment, Bakura walked in and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the scene before him. There was Yami, on the floor, with Yugi beside him, the smaller's hands covered with blood. He noticed the tears coming out of Yugi's eyes and immediately feared the worse. Bakura quickly took out his phone and, after fumbling with the small buttons, he managed to call for help. The moment he heard the person on the other side pick up, Bakura shouted: “Kaiba, I think Yami’s dead!”
"What!?" Kaiba snarled before running out of the room and heading back to the main room. “Okay, I’ll be there in a second. But, first, before we panic, we have to make sure he’s really dead first,” Kaiba instructed carefully.
“Alright,” The brown-eyed operative replied and the next thing that Kaiba heard was a sound of a gunshot, followed by a loud scream from what sounded like Yugi.
“Okay, now what?” Bakura inquired and was confused when he was answered with silence. Kaiba, who had completely fallen dead in his tracks, inhaled a deep breath before screaming out: "DID YOU JUST SHOOT HIM!?"
Bakura winced at the loud accusation. "You said to make sure he was dead first!"
Kaiba was about to reply when he heard a deep groan coming from the other side of the phone.
“You brainless, impulsive idiot! I swear, when I get up, you’re dead!” Kaiba heard Yami scream and then Bakura's voice slowly came back on the phone. “Oh…nevermind..."
Kaiba sighed in relief. "Stay there," the brunet ordered while bringing a hand up to massage his temples.
"I don't really have a choice, now do I?" Bakura responded before hanging up the phone.
When Kaiba had found the room they were in, he saw Bakura leaning against the wall impatiently and Yugi, on the opposite side of the room, tending to a cut on Yami's arm. While Bakura was staring up at the ceiling in utter boredom, Yami had engaged in glaring at the white-haired youth as deadly as he possible could. When they had noticed his arrival, Bakura pushed himself off the wall. "What took you so long?"
Kaiba looked at Bakura as if he had gone mad. "I can't believe you shot him."
"It was only a little graze!" Bakura whined. "It barely even cut him!"
"You still shouldn't have done it!" Yugi shot back. "You could have really killed him."
"Exactly," Bakura replied and Yugi had to force Yami from standing up and pouncing on the other.
"I'm going to kill you!" Yami threatened dangerously but Bakura just waved him off. At that moment, Jou and Ryou walked in the room with the blond covering his ears in an annoyed fashion.
"Jesus tap-dancing Christ! What the fuck is going on?" Jou complained.
"Well, if you must know, Bakura shot Yami," Kaiba replied.
"You didn't?!" Ryou asked in shock and Bakura turned to look back up at the ceiling.
"It's his fault! He shouldn't have faked dead!" Bakura said with a small shrug.
"I'm going to have to fake an alibi when you go missing," Yami snapped angrily.
Yugi sighed before placing a soft kiss on Yami's lips. The latter instantly calmed down and smiled. "Can you please just ignore him until I finish taking care of your wound?"
"Will you kiss me more if I do?" Yami bargained and Yugi just laughed. After a few more minutes, Yugi had just finished patching up Yami's arm when something in his pocket started vibrating. He quickly took out his cell phone to see Malik calling.
“Malik!” Yugi cried happily. "You're okay!"
“Yes I'm fine, Yugi," Malik replied as he stood up from his bed making sure not to wake Marik in the process. "Sorry, I didn't pick up my phone. I was...busy. Is something wrong?” he inquired worriedly.
“I need you to get over to the library immediately! I'll explain everything when you get here! Just hurry. Oh, and bring Marik,” Yugi responded.
Malik raised an eyebrow. “Marik? Why?”
“Because he’s a member of the YIB along with the others and we need both of you to help--,” Yugi began to explain but Malik didn’t hear him.
The next thing Yugi realized, the line went dead.
"What happened? Is he coming?" Ryou asked curiously.
"I guess so," Yugi replied but then quickly ran past his white-haired friend when he noticed Yami stalking over to Bakura.
…
Malik let the phone slide out of his fingers and hit the floor. His entire body had lost feeling. He was completely numb. And the only thing he could hear was Yugi’s last words. His stomach turned violently and he would have thrown up if a sudden voice didn’t startle him, dragging him back into reality.
“Malik?” Marik called out as he propped himself up on his elbows. “Why are you out of bed, love?
A muffled cry escaped Malik’s lips at Marik’s choice of words. “Love?” Malik repeated with a strained voice. “Is that what last night was? Or was I just part of your mission?”
Marik raised an eyebrow curiously. “What are you talking about?”
With his back still turned from the other, Malik bent his head down in shame, making his bangs cast a dark shadow over his eyes. “How could I have been so stupid?”
At this point, Marik was more than just confused. After untangling his limbs from the blankets, Marik jumped out of the bed and reached out for the other. However, the sudden movement caused Malik to spin around and Marik came to an immediate halt when his smaller counterpart pulled out a knife.
“Malik, what in the world are you doing?” Marik asked in complete disbelief.
“Something I should have done a long time ago,” Malik spat as he took one step closer to the other youth. “Tell me, Marik,” he started. “How long have you been in the YIB?”
Marik’s eyes widened in absolute shock. “How did you–“
“I’m going to ask the questions,” Malik interrupted and then said: “What’s your name?”
“What?” Marik asked, confusion written into the crevices of his face.
“Your name! Your undercover name!” Malik shouted angrily.
Marik looked at the ground and sighed. “…Black.”
Malik instantly faltered the moment the word reached his ears. He quickly composed himself however.
“Malik, how do you know this?” Marik asked incredulously.
“Was I your target?” Malik asked completely ignoring the other’s question. Marik didn’t respond though. Instead, he just kept his eyes at a downcast. Malik felt rage and impatience bubble in his stomach. Or maybe it was that throwing up feeling again. He didn’t know anymore. “Answer me!” Malik demanded.
Marik looked back up at the other. “Yes but–“
“Do you always fuck your targets?” Malik said abruptly, catching Marik off guard.
“No, I–“
“Why were you sent after me?” Malik questioned.
Marik just sighed. He knew that Malik wasn’t going to let him explain himself just yet. So he decided that he might as well answer his questions. “I was ordered to steal a particular item of interest from you,” Marik began. “A rod made out of pure gold. And then…I was supposed to kill you.”
The moment the words let his lips, a terrible silence blew into the room and engulfed the two assassins. They just stared at each other. Both wondering what the other was going to say next. After what seemed like an eternity of silence, the sound of the knife that was in Malik’s hand clattering on the ground was heard. Then Malik walked over to the corner of the room and opened his closet. He reached inside and pulled out a long, skinny rod with a ball on the top of it. The Egyptian eye on the front of it was illuminated by the beautiful gold shine that touched every curve and crevice of the magnificent item.
“You want it?” Malik said and then threw the rod so hard that if Marik didn’t duck then he would surely be on the floor in excruciating pain right now. “Take it,” Malik finished before taking a seat on the edge of the bed. “You’ve already taken something far more valuable…” he whispered almost to himself.
Marik looked at the item on the floor and then back up at Malik. “Listen to me, please,” Marik began softly. “I’m not going to lie to you. I was sent after you, yes, but Malik, believe me when I say that tonight…tonight was real. All of it.”
Carefully, Marik reached out for Malik’s face and cupped the smaller’s chin in his hand, forcing the other to look up in his eyes. “Malik, I love you. I don’t want that item or anything else to do with the YIB. I only want you.”
Malik gasped when Marik’s lips met his in a bruising kiss. When the need for air became a necessity, Marik pulled away from the other and then sat on the bed beside him.
“I love you too,” Malik whispered before leaning his head on Marik’s shoulder. After a few comforting moments of silence, Malik said with a small smile: “You know, you were my target too.”
Marik frowned in confusion. “Target? What do you mean?”
The smaller of the two sighed before announcing: “I work for the HIB.”
A few more seconds of silence filled the room as Marik took this in. He finally understood why Malik acted the way he did. “And your name was?” Marik inquired.
“Bronze,” was Malik’s simple reply.
Marik’s eyes doubled in size in a matter of seconds. “So you mean…”
Malik nodded. “Yeah, that time when you were in France, that was me who kicked your ass.”
Marik laughed out loud at this. “I never forgot about that, you know,” Marik said and then added slowly: “But you still never told me how you found out who I was.”
“Well, Yugi called and–SHIT! YUGI!”
Malik jumped up from the bed and scurried over to his bureau before ripping the top drawer open. “We have to go,” he said urgently as he tossed Marik some clothes.
“Where?” Marik asked with a puzzled expression.
“To the museum,” Malik replied as he tried to put on his pants and shirt at the same time but failing considerably.
“Why?” Marik questioned, still confused.
Malik shot Marik a weary glance. With a completely serious tone, Malik said quietly: "I think everyone’s in trouble.”
That was all Malik had to say and Marik was immediately on his feet. In a matter of minutes, both of them were dressed and out of the house like ghosts in the night, side by side like lovers on the Nile.
…TBC…
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…Discoveries…
The only sound that could be heard was heavy breathing. No one wanted to move yet; all too consumed with fear. Yami forced himself to open one eye, and when nothing happened, he opened the other one. With a slow movement, Yami turned to the side and nearly fell over in shock. There, to the right of him, was a short youth, dressed in black, with a gun pointing to the ceiling. By the pull in his heart, Yami knew exactly who was hiding underneath all that clothes.
“V-Violet,” Jou stuttered in shock. “What are you doing?”
Immediately, the shorter assassin repositioned his gun so that it was pointing towards the three of them. “Lab, drop the gun…you too Dragon.”
Jou’s eyes widened as he stared in his friend incredulously. Behind him, he heard a gun drop to the floor, signaling Dragon’s surrender. Not knowing exactly what to say, Jou did the only thing that he could do. He dropped his gun as well.
Violet sighed in relief and lowered his gun. Slowly, he began to shed his clothes, including his gloves, jacket, and hat. The last thing that he took off was his glasses, revealing a beautiful shade of purple. “Violet! Have you lost your mind!?” Jou yelled, not noticing the surprised gasp from the one behind him.
“No, I haven’t,” Yugi said quietly. To the side of him, Atemu was undressing himself as well. If Jou wasn’t shocked before, he definitely was now. “Y-Yami?” Jou stuttered in disbelief. Then with a sharp twist, Jou turned to face the only undercover assassin besides himself.
“And let me guess, you’re Kaiba, right?” Jou scoffed, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
Slowly, the hidden YIB operative removed his shades, revealing crystal blue eyes. "What the hell!" Kaiba shouted and Jou immediately ripped off his glasses and snatched the voice alternator out of his mouth, his normal voice now coming back.
“What the fuck is going on here!?” Jou yelled and Yugi quickly grabbed Jou's arm in an attempt to calm him down.
"Jou, let me explain," Yugi pleaded but just then Bakura and Ryou came stumbling into the room.
"We have to get out off here NOW!" Bakura demanded but the moment he spoke those words a large gate came out of the ceiling and split the room in half. "Shit!" Bakura yelled, slapping his forehead as hard as he could. He looked over at the exit which was of course on the other side of the bars.
"Bakura, what's going on?" Yami inquired, pulling Yugi into a protective embrace.
However, before the other could reply, a voice from the opposite side of the room interrupted him.
“Why couldn’t you all just do your job?”
Yugi froze the second the feminine voice reached his ears. His eyes clashed with violet eyes and his breath caught in his throat. “M-Mai,” Yugi said and then rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn’t seeing things. “What are you doing here? What’s going on?”
Mai smiled before saying: “I’m actually here with a friend.”
Yami looked to the side of her and gasped. "Pegasus!?"
"Good evening fellas!" he greeted in his normal, overly-friendly tone.
"What the hell is going on!?" Jou asked for about the third time
Bakura glared at the blond and replied: “We were all supposed to take each other out. That’s why we were assigned to each other. We were supposed to kill each other.”
“It would surely save Mai and me a lot of dirty work,” Pegasus responded.
Yugi shook his head to keep it from spinning but it only made the throbbing pain worse. “But why?” he asked.
“Well, if you must know," Mai began. “Pegasus and I had a little problem. You see, there are these things called the Millennium items. I’m sure you all know what they are by now. Anyways, the thing is that if someone manages to get all seven of the items in one place, then that person is granted infinite power. Now, Pegasus here, he owns one of the Millennium items. The Eye. And I, well, I have the Key and the Scale. However, we’re still missing four.”
“And it just turns out,” Pegasus continued. “That the top four HIB operatives owned the rest of these items. However, it’s not like you four would just hand them over so–“
“You ordered us to steal them for you!” Yami yelled, his face fuming with unparalleled anger.
“Yes but, you see, Mai and I were worried that once you found out our plan, then you would try to stop us.”
“And we really didn’t want to be bothered," Mai said. "So why not just have you all kill each other and then no one would get in our way.”
“However," Pegasus said with a roll of his eyes. "We never took into account that you would all fall in love.”
“Hey!” Jou shouted out but Yugi quickly hushed him.
“So here we are. And now you all have to wait here as Pegasus and I go retrieve the rest off the items. When we return, well, let’s just say that we will finish your jobs for you,” Mai laughed as she began to walk away.
“Bye for now!” Pegasus said and then they both disappeared.
“Shit!” Yami said kicking the wall beside him.
“I can’t believe this!" Jou screamed. "How come none of us saw this coming?”
Bakura raised his hand. “Um…for the record, I did.”
“We have to split up," Kaiba said slowly and everyone stared at him in confusion. "Maybe, there’s another way out of here,” he explained.
“I highly doubt it,” Bakura scoffed.
“Well, we won’t know unless we try,” Yami spat back and Bakura only shrugged in response.
“Alright, well, I still don’t trust you guys,” Jou said and then pointed to the door closest to him. “So, me, Ryou and Yugi are going to go this way.”
“Ryou, Yugi, and I,” Kaiba corrected.
“No! You’re not going anywhere with my friends, you prick!” Jou yelled.
Yami and Bakura couldn’t help but snicker at this while the rest of the assassins just proceeded to roll their eyes. “Alright, Jou, let’s go,” Yugi said pulling the blond out of the room before a fight erupted. Ryou followed close behind.
Once they left, the remaining three youths made their way to the opposite side of the room and exited the door. They scanned every room that they walked through in an attempt to find an exit but to no avail. After about six different rooms, Yami sighed and said: “I don’t think we’re going to get out of here. There aren’t even windows in any of these rooms.”
“Way to think positive, you ass,” Bakura mused humorously.
Yami scowled at the comment. “I’m going to go back to the main room. See if the other’s are there yet.”
Kaiba just nodded and watched as Yami left the room. After a few minutes, the crimson-eyed assassin found his way back into the main room and looked around only to see that the others had still not returned. Yami began to walk to the opposite side off the room, hoping to find Yugi and the others. However, since he really wasn't watching where he was going, he accidentally slipped on a wet spot on the floor and banged his head against one of the glass cases. The world immediately went black and Yami fell to the ground in an unconscious heap.
Meanwhile, Yugi and the others were walking through the various rooms of the museum when the former felt a knot in his stomach twist uncomfortably. ‘Yami?’ Yugi said to himself worriedly before turning to the other too. “Guys, I’ll be back. I’m going to go check up on the others.”
Ryou nodded as Jou replied: “Alright, but hurry back.”
Yugi agreed and quickly took off in the direction of the main room. Something in the pit of his stomach told him that Yami wasn’t okay. He just hoped that he was wrong. However, the moment he stumbled into the main room, he saw his love lying unconsciously on the floor.
“Yami!” Yugi screamed before falling to his knees and beginning to search Yami’s body for any visible stabbings or gun shot wounds. When nothing of that sort could be found, Yugi noticed a small cut going across the other’s forehead and the skin around it was bruising fast. Yugi quickly ripped off a piece of his shirt and wiped the small amounts of blood off of his love’s face. Unfortunately, he got some one his hands though.
At the moment, Bakura walked in and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the scene before him. There was Yami, on the floor, with Yugi beside him, the smaller's hands covered with blood. He noticed the tears coming out of Yugi's eyes and immediately feared the worse. Bakura quickly took out his phone and, after fumbling with the small buttons, he managed to call for help. The moment he heard the person on the other side pick up, Bakura shouted: “Kaiba, I think Yami’s dead!”
"What!?" Kaiba snarled before running out of the room and heading back to the main room. “Okay, I’ll be there in a second. But, first, before we panic, we have to make sure he’s really dead first,” Kaiba instructed carefully.
“Alright,” The brown-eyed operative replied and the next thing that Kaiba heard was a sound of a gunshot, followed by a loud scream from what sounded like Yugi.
“Okay, now what?” Bakura inquired and was confused when he was answered with silence. Kaiba, who had completely fallen dead in his tracks, inhaled a deep breath before screaming out: "DID YOU JUST SHOOT HIM!?"
Bakura winced at the loud accusation. "You said to make sure he was dead first!"
Kaiba was about to reply when he heard a deep groan coming from the other side of the phone.
“You brainless, impulsive idiot! I swear, when I get up, you’re dead!” Kaiba heard Yami scream and then Bakura's voice slowly came back on the phone. “Oh…nevermind..."
Kaiba sighed in relief. "Stay there," the brunet ordered while bringing a hand up to massage his temples.
"I don't really have a choice, now do I?" Bakura responded before hanging up the phone.
When Kaiba had found the room they were in, he saw Bakura leaning against the wall impatiently and Yugi, on the opposite side of the room, tending to a cut on Yami's arm. While Bakura was staring up at the ceiling in utter boredom, Yami had engaged in glaring at the white-haired youth as deadly as he possible could. When they had noticed his arrival, Bakura pushed himself off the wall. "What took you so long?"
Kaiba looked at Bakura as if he had gone mad. "I can't believe you shot him."
"It was only a little graze!" Bakura whined. "It barely even cut him!"
"You still shouldn't have done it!" Yugi shot back. "You could have really killed him."
"Exactly," Bakura replied and Yugi had to force Yami from standing up and pouncing on the other.
"I'm going to kill you!" Yami threatened dangerously but Bakura just waved him off. At that moment, Jou and Ryou walked in the room with the blond covering his ears in an annoyed fashion.
"Jesus tap-dancing Christ! What the fuck is going on?" Jou complained.
"Well, if you must know, Bakura shot Yami," Kaiba replied.
"You didn't?!" Ryou asked in shock and Bakura turned to look back up at the ceiling.
"It's his fault! He shouldn't have faked dead!" Bakura said with a small shrug.
"I'm going to have to fake an alibi when you go missing," Yami snapped angrily.
Yugi sighed before placing a soft kiss on Yami's lips. The latter instantly calmed down and smiled. "Can you please just ignore him until I finish taking care of your wound?"
"Will you kiss me more if I do?" Yami bargained and Yugi just laughed. After a few more minutes, Yugi had just finished patching up Yami's arm when something in his pocket started vibrating. He quickly took out his cell phone to see Malik calling.
“Malik!” Yugi cried happily. "You're okay!"
“Yes I'm fine, Yugi," Malik replied as he stood up from his bed making sure not to wake Marik in the process. "Sorry, I didn't pick up my phone. I was...busy. Is something wrong?” he inquired worriedly.
“I need you to get over to the library immediately! I'll explain everything when you get here! Just hurry. Oh, and bring Marik,” Yugi responded.
Malik raised an eyebrow. “Marik? Why?”
“Because he’s a member of the YIB along with the others and we need both of you to help--,” Yugi began to explain but Malik didn’t hear him.
The next thing Yugi realized, the line went dead.
"What happened? Is he coming?" Ryou asked curiously.
"I guess so," Yugi replied but then quickly ran past his white-haired friend when he noticed Yami stalking over to Bakura.
…
Malik let the phone slide out of his fingers and hit the floor. His entire body had lost feeling. He was completely numb. And the only thing he could hear was Yugi’s last words. His stomach turned violently and he would have thrown up if a sudden voice didn’t startle him, dragging him back into reality.
“Malik?” Marik called out as he propped himself up on his elbows. “Why are you out of bed, love?
A muffled cry escaped Malik’s lips at Marik’s choice of words. “Love?” Malik repeated with a strained voice. “Is that what last night was? Or was I just part of your mission?”
Marik raised an eyebrow curiously. “What are you talking about?”
With his back still turned from the other, Malik bent his head down in shame, making his bangs cast a dark shadow over his eyes. “How could I have been so stupid?”
At this point, Marik was more than just confused. After untangling his limbs from the blankets, Marik jumped out of the bed and reached out for the other. However, the sudden movement caused Malik to spin around and Marik came to an immediate halt when his smaller counterpart pulled out a knife.
“Malik, what in the world are you doing?” Marik asked in complete disbelief.
“Something I should have done a long time ago,” Malik spat as he took one step closer to the other youth. “Tell me, Marik,” he started. “How long have you been in the YIB?”
Marik’s eyes widened in absolute shock. “How did you–“
“I’m going to ask the questions,” Malik interrupted and then said: “What’s your name?”
“What?” Marik asked, confusion written into the crevices of his face.
“Your name! Your undercover name!” Malik shouted angrily.
Marik looked at the ground and sighed. “…Black.”
Malik instantly faltered the moment the word reached his ears. He quickly composed himself however.
“Malik, how do you know this?” Marik asked incredulously.
“Was I your target?” Malik asked completely ignoring the other’s question. Marik didn’t respond though. Instead, he just kept his eyes at a downcast. Malik felt rage and impatience bubble in his stomach. Or maybe it was that throwing up feeling again. He didn’t know anymore. “Answer me!” Malik demanded.
Marik looked back up at the other. “Yes but–“
“Do you always fuck your targets?” Malik said abruptly, catching Marik off guard.
“No, I–“
“Why were you sent after me?” Malik questioned.
Marik just sighed. He knew that Malik wasn’t going to let him explain himself just yet. So he decided that he might as well answer his questions. “I was ordered to steal a particular item of interest from you,” Marik began. “A rod made out of pure gold. And then…I was supposed to kill you.”
The moment the words let his lips, a terrible silence blew into the room and engulfed the two assassins. They just stared at each other. Both wondering what the other was going to say next. After what seemed like an eternity of silence, the sound of the knife that was in Malik’s hand clattering on the ground was heard. Then Malik walked over to the corner of the room and opened his closet. He reached inside and pulled out a long, skinny rod with a ball on the top of it. The Egyptian eye on the front of it was illuminated by the beautiful gold shine that touched every curve and crevice of the magnificent item.
“You want it?” Malik said and then threw the rod so hard that if Marik didn’t duck then he would surely be on the floor in excruciating pain right now. “Take it,” Malik finished before taking a seat on the edge of the bed. “You’ve already taken something far more valuable…” he whispered almost to himself.
Marik looked at the item on the floor and then back up at Malik. “Listen to me, please,” Marik began softly. “I’m not going to lie to you. I was sent after you, yes, but Malik, believe me when I say that tonight…tonight was real. All of it.”
Carefully, Marik reached out for Malik’s face and cupped the smaller’s chin in his hand, forcing the other to look up in his eyes. “Malik, I love you. I don’t want that item or anything else to do with the YIB. I only want you.”
Malik gasped when Marik’s lips met his in a bruising kiss. When the need for air became a necessity, Marik pulled away from the other and then sat on the bed beside him.
“I love you too,” Malik whispered before leaning his head on Marik’s shoulder. After a few comforting moments of silence, Malik said with a small smile: “You know, you were my target too.”
Marik frowned in confusion. “Target? What do you mean?”
The smaller of the two sighed before announcing: “I work for the HIB.”
A few more seconds of silence filled the room as Marik took this in. He finally understood why Malik acted the way he did. “And your name was?” Marik inquired.
“Bronze,” was Malik’s simple reply.
Marik’s eyes doubled in size in a matter of seconds. “So you mean…”
Malik nodded. “Yeah, that time when you were in France, that was me who kicked your ass.”
Marik laughed out loud at this. “I never forgot about that, you know,” Marik said and then added slowly: “But you still never told me how you found out who I was.”
“Well, Yugi called and–SHIT! YUGI!”
Malik jumped up from the bed and scurried over to his bureau before ripping the top drawer open. “We have to go,” he said urgently as he tossed Marik some clothes.
“Where?” Marik asked with a puzzled expression.
“To the museum,” Malik replied as he tried to put on his pants and shirt at the same time but failing considerably.
“Why?” Marik questioned, still confused.
Malik shot Marik a weary glance. With a completely serious tone, Malik said quietly: "I think everyone’s in trouble.”
That was all Malik had to say and Marik was immediately on his feet. In a matter of minutes, both of them were dressed and out of the house like ghosts in the night, side by side like lovers on the Nile.
…TBC…
Yuri: I hope this chapter was entertaining for you all! This story’s got about two chapters left. Maybe three. I’ll see you guys soon! Please review!
