Hello everybody! This is the promised sequel like fanfic I promised to
everybody. This like my first fanfic will be a musing between Yami and
Hikari. This one will be between Malik/Ishtar. As you can see this is
yaoi but like my previous one it can be seen as very deep friendship.
Thank you for the wonderful reviews for my previous fanfic and I hope you
enjoy this one as well. Well on with the fanfic. Enjoy ^_^!
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I watch you sleep peacefully. Your breath even and calm. Your face half
buried in the many pillows you sleep with. I inch my face close to yours
and poke your nose. You moan and bury your face into the pillows even
more. I poke you again and you finally open your pale lavender eyes to see
me nose to nose with you. You blink and let out a yelp of surprise,
promptly rolling the other direction only to fall off the bed and to fall
on your behind.
"Ishtar!"
Oh hikari, you really are a funny one. I laugh at your pouting face, but nevertheless I help you up.
"Isis told me to wake you up."
I hear you grumble, but still you give me an amused smile.
"Well you have hell of a way to wake people Ishtar."
I sling my arm around your shoulders, leading you to the kitchen.
"Come on Isis made breakfast for once."
I watch you lounging on the couch on your stomach. Your head propped up on a pillow. You carefully shift to your side avoiding leaning on your scared back.
"Hey Ishtar, do you know when Isis will be back?" "Dunno."
I hear you sigh quietly as you turn to your stomach again. Your bright lavender eye seem to dim slightly.
"She promised she'd be back by dinner."
With that your eyes light up and a smile graces your face again. I smile back. Your so child like. I see your eyes drift off, soon closing shut. I cover your back with a blanket knowing your going to get cold in this blasted winter weather. I let my fingers softly linger on your face. Your face grows so calm in your sleep. Your long lost innocence shines through when you sleep, yet i see it often when you're awake. Like the way your eyes light up when you're happy. When you help Isis so she'll have more time with us, the way you make this household smile with your laughter. Oh hikari you can be so innocent, even with your sorrowful past. I remember when I first saw you. Even though I was an embodiment of your hate, you were truly happy I came. I remember you looked up at me with your lavender orbs, face tear-streaked.
"It dead?"*
Your tiny voice trembled. I couldn't bring myself to nod or say yes. The sight of your tiny body trembling body had struck me motionless. But you knew, even without me saying so, you knew. Tears welled up in your eyes again.
"Who take care of Isis and me an-and Rishid?"
I couldn't bear to see you cry, not again. I didn't want you to ruin your beautiful lavender orbs. I took your trembling body into my arms and whispered into your ear,
"I'll always take care of you. You are my hikari, my light. I will always be by your side."
And soon you fell asleep, cradled in my arms, safe from all harm. I snap back to reality and smile at your sleeping face. I kiss your cheek and get up. Why you hikari? Why you? Why did you get chosen to be scarred? Why did you get chosen to have a yami of hate? Why did you have to suffer? I let my hands gently touch your back. I see you shift away; you never liked it when people touched your back. You won't even let Isis touch it, only me. Why? Only to my touch, you won't flinch. I know it's sensitive. I remember once when you and the pharaoh got into a fight. Stupid good for nothing, egotistical pharaoh. I forgot why you were fighting, probably called him something he didn't like. Anyways he slammed you into the wall and I remember your pain-filled screams. Even the pharaoh was surprised. He dropped you but you couldn't stop screaming. I could feel your pain, but only parts, you blocked it out. Or you tired to. I gathered your shaking body into my arms carefully avoiding your back. I could feel tears of pain disappearing into my shirt. But soon you feel unconscious, the pain was too much. Isis was furious; she kicked everybody out, screaming and cursing at them in Egyptian. That was quite a sight, I really do admire her. She loves you so very much Malik. I can see it. Anyways when you came to you told me that there was no pain like it. It felt like every inch of your back was burning and you could feel the knife being plunged into your back once more. I felt so guilty, I failed to protect you. But you only said that it was your own fault. So like you. I see you stir under the blanket. How long have I been standing here thinking? Gah! It's 5:00 already!
"What are you doin' Ishtar?" Your sleep weighted voice murmurs through the silence.
"Nothing."
I bend down to brush away your pale bangs. You smile up at me with those lavender orbs of yours.
"You know Ishtar, there's more to you then the eye sees"
I chuckle.
"Same to you hikari, same to you." **************************************************************************** *************************** Okay well, that's' chapter one, so how do you like it so far? I hope you liked it, but please review and tell me. I accept all kind of reviews even flames, so please review! Also please read my other works as well. So read and review. Thanks! Ja ne ^_^!
*It means father in Egyptian or Arabic, I forgot which one.
"Ishtar!"
Oh hikari, you really are a funny one. I laugh at your pouting face, but nevertheless I help you up.
"Isis told me to wake you up."
I hear you grumble, but still you give me an amused smile.
"Well you have hell of a way to wake people Ishtar."
I sling my arm around your shoulders, leading you to the kitchen.
"Come on Isis made breakfast for once."
I watch you lounging on the couch on your stomach. Your head propped up on a pillow. You carefully shift to your side avoiding leaning on your scared back.
"Hey Ishtar, do you know when Isis will be back?" "Dunno."
I hear you sigh quietly as you turn to your stomach again. Your bright lavender eye seem to dim slightly.
"She promised she'd be back by dinner."
With that your eyes light up and a smile graces your face again. I smile back. Your so child like. I see your eyes drift off, soon closing shut. I cover your back with a blanket knowing your going to get cold in this blasted winter weather. I let my fingers softly linger on your face. Your face grows so calm in your sleep. Your long lost innocence shines through when you sleep, yet i see it often when you're awake. Like the way your eyes light up when you're happy. When you help Isis so she'll have more time with us, the way you make this household smile with your laughter. Oh hikari you can be so innocent, even with your sorrowful past. I remember when I first saw you. Even though I was an embodiment of your hate, you were truly happy I came. I remember you looked up at me with your lavender orbs, face tear-streaked.
"It dead?"*
Your tiny voice trembled. I couldn't bring myself to nod or say yes. The sight of your tiny body trembling body had struck me motionless. But you knew, even without me saying so, you knew. Tears welled up in your eyes again.
"Who take care of Isis and me an-and Rishid?"
I couldn't bear to see you cry, not again. I didn't want you to ruin your beautiful lavender orbs. I took your trembling body into my arms and whispered into your ear,
"I'll always take care of you. You are my hikari, my light. I will always be by your side."
And soon you fell asleep, cradled in my arms, safe from all harm. I snap back to reality and smile at your sleeping face. I kiss your cheek and get up. Why you hikari? Why you? Why did you get chosen to be scarred? Why did you get chosen to have a yami of hate? Why did you have to suffer? I let my hands gently touch your back. I see you shift away; you never liked it when people touched your back. You won't even let Isis touch it, only me. Why? Only to my touch, you won't flinch. I know it's sensitive. I remember once when you and the pharaoh got into a fight. Stupid good for nothing, egotistical pharaoh. I forgot why you were fighting, probably called him something he didn't like. Anyways he slammed you into the wall and I remember your pain-filled screams. Even the pharaoh was surprised. He dropped you but you couldn't stop screaming. I could feel your pain, but only parts, you blocked it out. Or you tired to. I gathered your shaking body into my arms carefully avoiding your back. I could feel tears of pain disappearing into my shirt. But soon you feel unconscious, the pain was too much. Isis was furious; she kicked everybody out, screaming and cursing at them in Egyptian. That was quite a sight, I really do admire her. She loves you so very much Malik. I can see it. Anyways when you came to you told me that there was no pain like it. It felt like every inch of your back was burning and you could feel the knife being plunged into your back once more. I felt so guilty, I failed to protect you. But you only said that it was your own fault. So like you. I see you stir under the blanket. How long have I been standing here thinking? Gah! It's 5:00 already!
"What are you doin' Ishtar?" Your sleep weighted voice murmurs through the silence.
"Nothing."
I bend down to brush away your pale bangs. You smile up at me with those lavender orbs of yours.
"You know Ishtar, there's more to you then the eye sees"
I chuckle.
"Same to you hikari, same to you." **************************************************************************** *************************** Okay well, that's' chapter one, so how do you like it so far? I hope you liked it, but please review and tell me. I accept all kind of reviews even flames, so please review! Also please read my other works as well. So read and review. Thanks! Ja ne ^_^!
*It means father in Egyptian or Arabic, I forgot which one.