After Destiny.. By:AimiKitsune
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Disclaimer:I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, any songs that may or may not appear in this fic, or any characters except Tekala.
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Aimi:Yes, I'm writing another new fic.. Sorry.. It's just that I get an idea (this one either from a dream or when I barely woke up once in the middle of the night, I'm not entirely sure..) and I have to write about it. I promise though- Eventually, ONE of these fics WILL get finished! Anyway, this fic's about Marik and-
Mokuba:Oh sweet Ra!! O.O She's writing a Yu-Gi-Oh fanfic and Seto and/or Isis aren't the main characters?!?!? THE WORLD IS COMING TO AN END!!!
Aimi:Relax, Mokuba.. They're still in it, they're just not the stars of the fic. They still have major roles.
Mokuba:Whew... I was scared you'd gone crazy or something..
Aimi: '' But I already have..
Mokuba:Oh yeah! But that's beside the point! Anyway.. You were saying?
Aimi: Oh yes. This fic is about Marik after Battle City. (I couldn't find a good place to put it in the fic, but he's wearing the outfit from Battle City in Domino(before the finals).) He's finally become strong enough to control his yami, Malik, who has actually become kind of his friend! They're even the good guys, now! (Er- as good as you could expect Malik to get...rolls eyes) He still has Bakura as his friend, and Ryou and Bakura are friends now, too. Isis and Odion are still there for him, too, of course, and he has also befriended Seto Kaiba. During the fic he meets and befriends a young girl named Tekala. And that, my dear readers, is where our story begins..
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1
Marik walked alone down the quiet streets of a more run-down part of Domino. There was something about places like this that made him feel much more at home than at the very nice house uptown that Kaiba (I'm gonna die from writing Kaiba instead of Seto this whole fic..) had been kind enough to buy for him, though he still couldn't figure out why on earth his friend would spend so much money when he had had a pretty decent apartment before. He actually wouldn't have minded living on the streets, even, but he knew Isis and Odion wouldn't have been too fond of that.
'I guess places like this just remind me of home..' he mused to himself, thinking back to his underground home back in Egypt. 'Am I glad I didn't end up being a tombkeeper!' He smiled. And why wouldn't he? Now that he lived here in Domino he could do whatever he wanted. He could meet lots of people, ride his motorcycle, and he even had several friends, though he really didn't think of Yugi and the gang as his close friends.
Don't forget who you have to thank for all that.. Malik reminded him, suddenly coming out of his unconscious mode.
Marik just laughed lightly, and slightly mockingly. Well, I really don't see killing my father as something to thank you for.. Marik could feel his darker side's offense at this statement. Not to mention taking over my mind, hurting my sister emotionally and physically, nearly killing my brother, and stealing my body.. Malik's blood was starting to boil. But I guess I could thank you for the results of all that, because everything seems pretty okay now..
Hmph! I didn't want a thank you from you anyway! Malik sulked.
Marik chuckled. He loved tormenting Malik whenever he could. It was quite a sight to see the once feared and purely evil young man reduced to pouting over a few harsh words. Aw.. Is wittle Malik upset just cuz o' wittle ol' me? Me didn't mean ta hurt 'is feewings...
Oh shut up!! I'm going back to my soul room!
Fine! Go! I don't remember asking you to come out of your soul room! Suddenly something caught Malik's attention. Marik blinked. Hm? What is it?
Look, Hikari. He directed his attention to a nearby ally. It seemed to be three or four men beating up a young girl. They were much older than her, and Marik knew there was no possible way she could defend herself. Well, he wasn't going to stand for it. He had watched Isis be beaten by their father for years and had always too little to do anything about it. But he would do something now.
'Why did I ever give up my Rod?' he thought. The Egyptian quickly ran over to the group of men. "Hey! Leave her alone!" The men stopped, one of them grabbing the girl and putting his hand over her mouth, and turned to Marik.
"She's ours, so we can do whatever we want to her. Besides, what're you gonna do about it, punk?" one man asked viciously.
"Yeah! Wha'd'you expect to do to us?"
"Well..." Marik said innocently, but with a bit of a sly tone. The girl's eyes pleaded to him. "I'm not going to do anything." The men looked confused; the girl's eyes grew wide in shock. Malik appeared in his ghost form. Marik smirked. "But he is.." Marik switched to his ghost state and Malik became whole. His psychotic stare struck fear in them.
"WHA?!"
"WHAT JUST HAPPENED?!"
"G-G-GHOST!!!"
Even the girl screamed before fainting.
"Hello boys.." came Malik's deep voice. "Want to play?" He grinned psychoticly. Three of the men ran off screaming, leaving the one holding the girl all alone. He backed up slowly, fear in his eyes. Malik was loving it.
"H-h-.. Here! Take her! Just don't hurt me!" He threw the girl to the ground and ran after the others. "Hey! Guys! Wait up!"
Marik noticed his yami's disappointed look. What's the matter? You got to scare them off didn't you?
I wanted to have some more fun with them, though.. he pouted. Marik rolled his eyes.
Come on! Check on the girl already!
"Right, right.." Malik said aloud. He knelt down. "Are you alright?" The girl, regaining consciousness looked up for a moment, fear in her eyes, then gasped and hid her face again. Malik huffed. 'Be that way, then!' he thought. Maybe you'd better handle this, Hikari.
Good idea. Malik switched to unconscious mode. "Come on, now.. It's okay.."
The girl looked up. She was just a little younger than Marik and had beautiful eyes the color of the sky that instantly caused Marik to blush. He noticed she had sun-kissed skin not much lighter than his own, and long straight hair a bit darker than Kaiba's. "Wh-.. Who are you?.." she asked timidly.
He smiled. "My name is Marik.. Are you all right?"
"I think so.." She sat up. "Why did you save me from them?" she asked.
"What are you talking about? I couldn't just watch them hurt you, now, could I?" Marik stood up and held out his hand.
"I don't guess so.. It's just that no one's ever really cared about me before.." She looked to the ground.
"Hm? That's a shock.."
She quickly looked up with big eyes. "Why's that?"
"Well I uh-... It's just.." Even his dark skin couldn't hide the color in his face now. He sighed. "You seem so nice.. And you're really pretty.. I'd just expect someone like you to have someone.. You know.. I think what I'm trying to say-... I sound like an idiot right now, don't I?" He looked to the ground, amethyst eyes sad.
"Not at all.." Marik looked back at her. She was actually smiling! And, damn, was she beautiful doing it! "But to be honest, I'm really all alone.. You're the first person since I was eight years old that I can ever remember sticking up for me.." He sat back down beside her and put his hands on her shoulders.
"You poor thing! Are your parents dead?"
Her sad eyes looked into his. "Mm-hm.."
He embraced her tightly. "It's okay.. I lost my parents too.."
She nuzzled against his chest. 'He's so amazing..' she thought. 'Why can't everyone be more like him..' "Really? How did they die?"
"My mother died having me.." he nearly whispered.
"Ohhh... So you never got to know her, huh.." He shook his head. "Poor thing.. What about your dad?"
"Uuuhhhhhhhh......" His eyes resembled a shying horse's. Great.. Now what do I say!?
Why should I help you? You didn't want me talking to her, remember? Malik was still pouting.
Fine then! Be that way! Marik yelled at him. "My father was killed by a psychopathic loser that is still to this day so emotionally insecure that he can't live without someone to fear him."
Why you little! Emotionally insecure?!?!
Well you asked for it!
"Hm? 'Still to this day'? You know this person?" the girl asked. She pulled away from him to look into his eyes once more, though her hands stayed on his chest.
Marik nodded. "He's mellowed out a lot though. We've actually managed to become friends. Of course he still kinda creeps me out at times.."
Malik grinned. Thaaaank you..
"I imagine he would.. So what's this guy's name, anyway?" she asked.
"Malik." he blurted out. Shit! I didn't just say that did I?
Yes..
"Malik?" She blinked. "Hm.. Marik and Malik... Interesting.." she mused.
"Uh.. Yeah. Some coincidence, neh?" She laughed lightly. Marik sighed. 'Has even the sweetest of songbirds ever sounded so beautiful?' he thought.
Whoah.. What's with the poetic crap all of a sudden?...
Hey! I like poetry thank you! Malik rolled his eyes.
"Yeah.. Really.." 'Huh?' Marik thought. 'Oh yeah! I hate it when he gets me that distracted.' "So what are you doing here anyway? This doesn't seem like the kind of place someone like you should be.."
Marik rolled his eyes. "Che! I grew up in a hole in the ground! This is exactly the kind of place I should be! What I'm wondering is why someone like you is here?"
She looked away from him. "I have no home.. This is just where I stay.."
He was shocked. "No one will take you in?"
She rolled her eyes sarcastically. "Che! Sure they will! Lotsa people! Like Jemu.. You know, the last guy that you chased off earlier? But I'm tired of places like that! I hate that stupid place! And I hate him!" Tears streamed from her eyes. Marik held her tightly to stop her shaking.
"Hey, hey.. It's okay.. Look, I don't care what's happened in the past. I'll protect you from now on.." She all but stopped shaking and bit her lip. He stroked her dark brown hair.
"You mean it?" she asked, barely above a whisper.
"Mm-hm..." He cuddled her.
"Thank you Marik.." The two sat together like that for a few minutes, just listening to the other breathe. Marik could have stayed there forever if it weren't for a certain person.
Hikari!
Not now Malik.. Marik muttered.
Hikari, this is kind of important..
Not now!
Hikari!!!
What?! He flinched slightly.
"Marik? Are you okay?"
"Yeah.. Sorry.. Just-..." Why did you want me?
Remember? We were supposed to go meet Odion today at four. You know how worried he gets when you go off by yourself for a long time.
Ah, shit, you're right. So what time is it, mister I'm-a-human-alarm- clock?
4:10
Shit!
"Just what?"
"I was supposed to go meet my brother on the other side of town ten minutes ago. He freaks when I'm out alone for too long, since he pretty much raised me and all.." Marik answered.
"Oh.. I get it. So you have to leave?" She seemed hurt.
"Well.. I suppose...maybe...you could come with me? I really don't want to leave you all alone."
"No.. It's okay.. I was supposed to go see my cousin later anyway. She just got a new house and I'm sure she'd let me stay with her."
"Are you sure?" She nodded. "Okay." They both stood up. He could now see that she had on a dark blue mini-skirt and a halter top the color of her eyes with a dark blue heart on it, and damn it, did she look awesome in it. He hesitated a minute. "Um.. You know.. I'd really like to see you again, so uh.. Would you like to go see a movie sometime or something?" He looked off to the side.
A huge smile spread across her face. "A-.. Are you asking me on a date?"
"Well, I guess you could put it like that.." She giggled; he blushed.
"Of course I would, Marik!"
"Really?" He looked back at her, now smiling as well. "So uh.. When can I see you?"
"Are you doing anything tomorrow?" His grin said no. "Okay! My cousin lives at 616 Sakura St. Can you remember that?" He nodded. "Okay! Come pick me up tomorrow!"
"Okay! What time?"
"Huh? I dunno.. You decide!"
"Is noon okay? We could go eat lunch together!"
"Awesome! Thanks alot!"
Um-hum! Malik cleared his throat. Some time today, Romeo!
Right! Sorry! "I'd better be going.. See you tomorrow?"
"Mmmm-hm!" Marik started to walk off.
"See ya-... Um.." He quickly turned back around. "You never told me your name.."
"Hm? Duh.. Sorry. My name is Tekala." She smiled.
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Aimi:So what did you think? Was there too much mushy stuff for one chapter, or was it okay? I'm about half brain-dead on this.. I can probably write another chapter, but after that I'm gonna need some help. That's where your reviews come in, my lovely readers!
Moki:Yeah! Yay for reviews! So what was Tekala talking about, anyway? What was so bad about Jemu?
Aimi:sigh(musingly-) The minds of the innocent...
Moki:C'mon! Tell me! What's going on!
Aimi:sigh Don't pay attetion to him..
Moki:Please.. Just tell me!!
Aimi:Please R&R.
Moki:Teeeeellllllll meeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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