Summary: In the world of demons, one was claimed to be bitter and could never love. And for such bitterness, he and his friends were locked away in a castle. Until a human beauty came into his life to show him the meaning of love. As the winter month draw near and everyone eager for one holiday, will an old adversary ruin this one chance at true happiness.

Disclaimer: Don't own Yugioh or the plot Beauty and the Beast: The Enchanted Christmas. All characters belongs to its sole owners while all ocs belong to me.

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Enchanted Rose Christmas

Chapter 1

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It was Christmas Eve and demons from far and wide were making their way to a very peculiar castle that lied alone, separate from other demon towns and cities. This particular castle had a very unique history behind it which was a story for another day. Demons sang carols as they walked inside, all invited to a Christmas party behind held by the lord of the castle himself. A small child with a mop of black hair ran through the hall, a flowing ribbon held in his hands as a small demon pup ran behind him, barking eagerly as he chased after it. He stopped at the railings of the stairs and looked down to the huge ballroom where a giant tree was set up, decorated beautifully as demons milled about, leaving their presents and mingled among one another. He grinned as he looked over to the tree and climbed onto the railing, sliding down before running over to the tree, demon pup close behind him. At the banquet table, a white haired demon smirked as he tossed boughs of holly onto the table. Not far behind him was another with a platter in hand.

"Enough with the holly already." the brunette demon muttered before he was near tumbled over by the smaller child that came running by him. "Mokuba, be careful!" he called before sighing as he went to cleaned up the spilled food. Another white haired demon stood on a ladder, placing the tree topper and smiled softly before looking down, laughing softly as he watched Mokuba pop up from the sea of present that was underneath the tree. "Mokuba! You know you shouldn't be under there!" Another called and he chuckled softly before running out and over to a woman that stood beside the fireplace. "But Diamond! I found a present for me! Can I open it, please?!" he begged. She looked down to him and laughed softly before taking a seat and nodded. "Fine but only one." she said.

Bakura walked over and smiled as he watched Mokuba. "Nice to see the little brat having a proper Christmas." he murmured as the brunette also came over. "Yes, unlike last year." the brunette pointed out. "Oh hush, Seto. Last year was fine. Maybe not as enjoyable like this but we managed anyway." the woman spoke. "Well, if it wasn't for my decisiveness and leadership, Christmas wouldn't have been saved." Bakura snorted a laugh as he flicked the cravat Seto wore.

"Your leadership? You couldn't lead a horse to water, I bet." he said.

Mokuba laughed as he sat there, tearing open his present before opening it and pouted as the gift inside was nothing but a pair of socks. "What are you yammering about?" Seto demanded. "It was I who came up with the idea thus saving Christmas."

"You couldn't save anything if you tried."

Diamond tsked from her seat as Mokuba came over to her side. "Sheesh. Why don't you both hush. I think I remember the story quite well and who saved what." she said. Mokuba looked up to her before moving to sit on her lap. "Why don't you tell us then?" She chuckled softly. "Oh, I don't know..."

"Why not? Maybe it will straighten someone's facts?" Bakura said, taking a side glance over to Seto. Seto glowered at him and Diamond chuckled once more. "Alright, enough with the hostility. Gather round everyone. Now let's see. If I remember right, Malik was so upset with the master that he ran from the castle. Getting himself mixed up with a pack of roudy wolf demons that laid outside waiting for a meal. But before he could get hurt, the master came and saved him from them. Well, after that, they started becoming good friends, a rarity with us demons..."

"And what's where I come in..." Bakura said.

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The older shadow demon ran through the abandon and decrepit room, looking around before rustling his hair angrily. "Damnit! Where can he be?" he grumbled as he looked around once more. "Well he can't be far, right?" Diamond questioned as she stopped behind him, Mokuba close behind. "If anything, I bet you that he's not even in the castle." Seto muttered. That clicked in Bakura's mind and he moved over to the window, wiping away the foggy glass and well enough, Marik was outside, shoulders hunched as he walked through the snow. "Found him." he said before looking to them. "Now let's go. We don't have any more time to lose. I would like to leave this dump sooner or later and that won't happen if I have a barrier that prevents all of us from leaving in a vicinity of a couple yards from the castle itself." he spoke as he ran off past them.

"Is that all you think about?" Seto mumbled before he realized he was pretty much talking to himself and growled. "Do you think he's the one?" Mokuba asked. "I'm sure of it. If anyone can get through Marik's thick skull, it's Malik."

"I have to agree. When you get to know the boy, he's quite sweet." Diamond reiterated.

"And he isn't half bad looking either."

"But he's way out of your league, Bakura."

"Thanks. That's make me happy to know that."

Malik sighed as he headed up the grand staircase, looking for something to do. That's when he encountered the group and smiled. "Well hey there. I wondered where you all went to." he said with a soft chuckle before looking down to Mokuba. "Hey, Mokuba, do you know what day it is?" he questioned. The smaller demon scratched his head as he thought it over. "Well, it isn't Tuesday..." he murmured and Malik chuckled. "No, silly. It's December 24. Christmas eve." Bakura got an idea and smirked a little to himself as he grabbed a hold of Malik's shoulder. "And what a fine day it is and you know what would make the day better? A walk around the grounds. How about it?" he suggested as he led him off.

"Oh, oh! And maybe a little ice skating too!" Mokuba added as he followed with Diamond right behind him. Seto grumbled to himself about the lack of manners before joining them. "Yes. A little walk, a little exercise. Beats staying in this dreary setting." Malik grabbed the lone pair of skates that rested on the rack along with a coat before moving over to the door and opened it. He was immediately greeted with the sight of Marik's brooding self. "Good morning, Marik." The other turned to him and that was enough of a distraction to lose his balance on the ice and fall. Malik winced before running out to check up on him. Bakura snickered from the door. "Oh man, that was great." he whispered and winced when he was nudged by Seto.

"Shut up."

Marik looked up as Malik rested a hand on his shoulder. "You alright?" he asked. He grumbled something to himself before standing. "Well, I slipped and fell on my...well fell on the ice..." he muttered, trying to retain some dignity. "Well if you're feeling any better, grumpy, come skate with me." Malik said, moving over to the bench to slip on the skates before getting back up and took off. Marik snorted softly before looking to the others and Bakura shooed him off to follow. "Go!" he hissed. Marik huffed once more before looking to Malik.

"Ok, apparently you never skated before. Let me show you." Malik said before skating off a little, counting each step before looking back to Marik. "See? It's not so hard." Marik nodded and tried to follow his movements, stumbling a little but didn't fall a second time until he got the hang of it and smiled. The others made their way onto the bridge overlooking the icy path. "This may just work after all."

"That is if something doesn't piss of Marik." Seto muttered, flicking little blue flames into the air out of boredom.

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But all was not joyful as in a lone room, the dark sounds of a organ played, the figure sitting at the grand instrument concentrating as he played each note meticulously as if he lived for perfection. From the doorway, a small boy peeked inside before walking in, listening to the music with a little smile. Once the older male was done with the piece, he clapped.

"Bravo, aniki!" he called and the other smirked as he looked to him. "You approve?" he questioned and the boy nodded. "Of course. It's magnificent." he whispered. "Well of course. It's just a opera..." the older murmured before pressing down on a few keys, the loud bellowing sound, cracking a few panes of the windows. "That could bring the house down." The boy nodded, yelping as a scrap of the ceiling hit his head. "I always wanted to ask, aniki...is there a part for me?"

"Well of course, dear Leon." he murmured as a few phantom hands played a little tune as the figure turned, opening a chest that rested beside him. "A solo for Leon, in B flat." he murmured and the boy smiled brightly. "Really?! Oh I'll do anything for a solo." he said and the older chuckled as he placed the music back, slamming the chest shut as the music stopped. Leon jumped and frowned a little. "Oh I'm sure you would. Now, in the midst of my crescendo, I thought I heard merriment outside. Go and see."

"Ok, Siegfried." Leon whispered before moving over to the window and looked outside. "Look at that..." he whispered.

"Oh well I would love to little brother but oh wait? What's this? I'm chained here like some wild animal!" The sound of chains rattling alerted the younger to his older sibling's plight and sighed. He remembered the day his brother was chained up here like a dog. He couldn't blame the reasoning behind it but he found it unfair. "Right..." Leon turned to look back outside. "Well, it's Marik. He's outside skating."

"Skating? Whatever for?"

"Well because that pretty boy is holding his hand. Maybe if they fall in love, the spell will be broken and we can be free to roam again!" Leon said cheerfully. Siegfried growled as he played another dark tune on the organ, making Leon jump and turn back to his brother. "Freedom is overrated, Leon. Why should we have the need to go free? Remember the reason why we were sent here in the first place? It wasn't the enchantment but the stupid city where Marik first hailed from. What makes you think they would ever accept him again?" he explained as he started playing once more. "Before we were trapped here, my particular taste in music wasn't appreciated. But now Marik needs my melodies to fill his tormented soul of the situation he landed himself in. I'm considered his best friend and I'm not going to let some human ruin that for me!" As his anger rose, so did the dark tone of his music. Siegfried then turned to Leon.

"Leon! Go out there and make sure this blossoming relationship withers before it can bloom fully." he hissed and Leon nodded before leaving out. Siegfried smirked before he went back to playing. 'Leave the little trickster demon to do what needs to be done.' he thought to himself.

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Back outside, Marik smiled as he got the hang of ice skating which made Malik happy to see. Leon made his way down, seeing the group of demons on the bridge and stopped behind them. "Hey, down in front! I want to see!" he said before they all turned to him, shushing him before diverting their attention back to the sight ahead. Leon growled before he starting thinking of what to do next. "Well, things look promising now. We might be in luck." Diamond murmured.

"Looks like it. And a little bit like love too." Bakura added. "Oh no." Leon whispered when he heard those words and looked down before thinking. 'What could I do, what could I do?' he wondered before snapping his fingers. "Got it." He moved away from the group and looked down and watched them for a moment and like a master with the strings of a puppet, he pinched the air and pulled back a little. At the same time, Marik's cloak was being pulled back. "Leon, what are you up to?" Seto questioned.

"Nothing!" he said, letting go which caused a rubber band reaction, causing both Malik and Marik to hit the snow when the demon lost control. Both peeked out from the snow and Marik dusted himself off before looking over to the other as he plopped back into the snow, making a snow angel. Malik stood and smiled as he got back onto the ice, Marik followed. "Look at that. It's a Christmas angel." he said before frowning as Marik looked to his own imprint. "That's no angel. Only the shadow of a demon." he growled, kicking at the snow before stomping back towards the castle. Leon kept himself nonchalant of the situation as the others went down to try and calm Marik them smiled. "Siegfried will be happy with this turn of events." he murmured before heading back to the castle himself.

Malik sighed as he kicked at the snow. "Damnit...now he's worse than ever. I didn't mean for this to happen." he muttered. Diamond walked over and rested a hand on his shoulder. "Don't lose hope just yet. I'm sure you can get through to him. Honestly, you both are stubborn so that'll probably work out in the end." she said and Malik pouted. "Thanks for the words of wisdom."

"No problem." she said, laughing softly. From the doorway, one servant watched and sighed before looking up, knowing exactly where Marik would be right now. "You best learn your lesson and fast or else this will be your last holiday." she murmured softly before walking away.

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Up in the West wing, in the room where Siegfried was chained, he played a depressing tune before turning when he heard the familiar grumbling of Marik walking by. The demon came up to the enchanted rose that secured the cursed that befallen him and huffed. "I hate Christmas..." he hissed before his ears perked at the sound of music and turned back to head into the room where Siegfried stayed. He sighed softly before moving towards the lone seat in the room and Siegfried chuckled as he continued to play. "Does the music help, dear friend?" he questioned.

"Your music is the only thing that helps me, Siegfried. Helps me through this dreaded curse each and every day." he replied, sighing once more.

"Don't worry about this silly old enchantment, Marik. "I'm here for you. I always have, and I always will." Siegfried murmured, smirk still present as he continued to play.

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"Marik is such a grump. Do you know why he's like that?" Malik questioned as he looked down to Mokuba. Everyone just went their own ways after the little mishap outside and Mokuba decided to tag along with Malik. "I dunno. He's always like that." Mokuba answered. "Even on Christmas?"

"Yep!" Mokuba chirped before blinking. "Malik, what's Christmas?" The older looked to him in surprise. "You don't know about Christmas? About hanging stockings in front of a fire? A tree? Tinsel? Presents?"

"Oh, I love presents! Can I get one?!" Mokuba asked cheerfully.

"But of course."

"Even the master?"

"Yes, even Marik. Everyone gets a present." Malik answered. Mokuba chuckled as he clambered up to Malik's shoulders. "So what will you get him?" he asked. Malik tapped a finger on his chin as he thought. "I don't know. I never got the chance to really know him well enough to find out what he likes." he said. Mokuba pondered to himself before nodding. "Well...what would you want?"

"Oh, well I would love a good book to read." Malik answered and Mokuba smiled. "Then get him a book. I'm sure he'll love a story from you cause you have great stories to tell." Malik thought it over and nodded. "You're right. A story would be a great idea." he said before he got to work. A hour or two later of intense writing and Malik was done. He smiled as he sew a binding onto the book and set it into an intricate present box. with Mokuba help, he tied a ribbon onto it. "Think Marik will like it?"

"I'm sure he will."

"So we're gonna have a Christmas?!" Mokuba asked, perking up.

"Absolutely!"

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In the kitchen, such plans were an entirely different matter. "Absolutely not. There's not going to be a Christmas." Seto said as he looked to Bakura. "Aww come on, Kaiba. Unwind a little. We need a little holiday cheer in this castle." Bakura said as he looked to him, enchanted dishes cleaning themselves and being placed away. "No, no and let me think about it..." he started, giving them a little hope. "No!"

"Damn, Kaiba. Nice way to get one's hopes up." he said haughtily. "That's my job. Besides, the master has forbidden Christmas and this time, I'm putting my foot down and abiding to his rules." Seto muttered as he crossed his arms. "Now you know just because he says doesn't mean he can keep it from happening." Malik pointed out as he helped to dry off the dishes. Leon was walking down the hall when he heard them talking and moved closer to eavesdrop on them. "His castle, his rules. And Christmas is a terrible subject for him and I rather save him the pain of being reminded of what happened. And I'd advise you all to think the same..." Seto started before sniffing the air. "Is something burning?"

"Yeah. You." Bakura said and Seto jumped, trying to pat out the flames while Bakura cackled, dousing the flame in his hand. "This may be just what the master needs. So why don't you take that stick out your ass and let's do something merry for once."

"No."

Mokuba pouted. "This isn't fair, nii-sama!" The wine glasses chorused their disapproval and Seto glared down at them. "Don't whine, glasses." he murmured and Diamond sighed. "To be reduced to squabbling and bickering over these things. We used to be better than this on Christmas. I actually kinda missed the feast we used to prepare for such an occasion."

"Yeah. Like some stuffed turkey." Bakura replied

"With cranberry sauce." Malik added.

"And short-bread cookies!" Mokuba piped.

"Mince pies..."

"Pecan toast and gravy."

"And we could never forget the Christmas pudding!" Bakura said, glancing over to Seto with a smirk, knowing the stoic demon's one's weakness.

Said demon was about to walk off but paused in his steps. "Christmas pudding...with custard?" he questioned as he looked back to him. Bakura's devious ways didn't end there. "Well of course. We're not idiots. We had that and raisins and brandy and all the other good things you like at that dinner." he said, smirking. Seto thought very long over the thought of what they ahd planned but once he saw the hopeful gaze of his little brother, he caved in. "Alright, we'll do it but we need to keep it a secret. If the master finds out...I'm probably be the only one that get torn limb from limb." he muttered. "Now you're speaking my language, your bitterness." Bakura said with a smirk, mock bowing to him.

Diamond clapped eagerly along with Mokuba cheering at the thought of Christmas in the castle. "Need a little more help?" A voice questioned and they turned to see Keara there. "But of course. The more the merrier." Bakura said then snapped his fingers. "And I know of the perfect person to help us in terms of decorations!" he said before running off. The others followed while Leon ducked away so they wouldn't learn he was listening in. "Yes, yes, of course but remember who's in charge of everything here." Seto spoke but was met with silence. He looked around and growled. "Damn it all..." he hissed before running to catch up along with the others.

He just hoped that things will go well and without a terrible disaster.

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Zypher: Alright. After careful planning aka being lazy, I have the first chapter of this lovely Christmas story up which also double as Malik's bday fic since I ran out of ideas to use for a separate one. Hope you all enjoyed it so far and I just had to add my own little flair to this story. I mean when you have Malik as the main character and Bakura of all people as a supporting role, you need to have chaos among chaos. -chuckles- And yes, I omitted the first song but the others that follow will be in this story since no matter how much I think, I can't really get rid of them since there songs to advance to story on a little. -snickers-Well, time to get started on the next one so I'll see you soon with another. Toodles! -runs off-