A/N: Yo! Tis I! Kaiya, the nutcase in charge o' this fanfic. ^^;; kay... this IS an AU fic... even though it's not like.. weird AU it's based on the AU world in my RPG in which I got Marik (which is why he's called Marik in this fic and not Malik... because it was just easier than AUMalik...) anyway... I had this happy cheerful bubbly very, very gay character... Marik... he's cute everyone loves him (yay!) however... me being the angsty person I am... I could simply not allow him to just be a happy person... he had to have something sad... and thus, this story arose! So this is basically the background description of my character... however of course if Aibou ever reads this she'll yell at me cause I'm probably destroying her AU world... ;; oh well. *ahem* anyway! In this fic Jounouchi's an ass... like... really an ass... and I lub Jou-kun... however... this is an AU world... and we'll just say Kaiba made him an ass... ;_; but I lub Kaiba-kun too... eh... whatever... he's an ass... but the REAL Jou's a nice guy! *nod* *nod* AHEM! anyway... on with the fic then, eh? Also! BTW! Me and Sea-chan are RPing this story right now... from a later point... yeah... all I can say now is ;_; she RPs Yarik scary... KOWAI! *hides*
Disclaimer: I do not own YGO or any of the character from it. XP though I do own Kaiya (urusai!) Kira and Saoshi who may not ever appear in this fic... but may have to in order for it to have a happy ending... I haven't decided yet.. ;; whatever..
Marik smiled to himself as he pulled on his shoes, it had taken a while to convince Isis to let him go to a public high school, but now he was fully registered, had his books and his uniform (no matter how horrible it was). He grabbed his bag and his helmet, eventually he had gotten a new one after realising his was kind of stupid looking, and went out to his motorcycle. A little while later he had managed his way to Domino High School.
"Class! Sit down, Jounouchi don't make me send you outside!" The teacher yelled as Marik walked into the room, "Ah; you must be Ishtar Marik, our new student!"
Marik looked up and nodded he turned to the class, he almost expected the people he knew, maybe to be smiling at him. Instead what he found was Jounouchi, Kaiba, Honda, and Otogi glaring at him, Yuugi and Ryou looking frightened, Anzu was staring at Yuugi so there was no reaction from her. Slightly taken a back Marik's heart sank perhaps the only reason they had left on such an up-beat note because Marik was going back to Egypt.
"Class, meet Ishtar Marik, he transferred here from Egypt." The teacher explained.
Marik bowed "Pleased to meet you."
The class muttered a response.
"Please take the spare desk in front of Jounouchi please, Ishtar." The teacher pointed, but Marik already knew who Jounouchi was.
He walked quickly to his seat and he heard Jounouchi hiss at him "what the hell are you doing back here?"
Marik was about to respond when the lesson began, he tried his best to concentrate, even though Jounouchi kept kicking the bottom of his chair.
~*~
Jounouchi grabbed Marik by the collar of his school uniform and slammed him against the wall at the back of the school. "What the hell are you doing back in Japan, Marik?" He demanded fiercely. Honda, Otogi and Kaiba behind him.
"I... I couldn't stand it in Egypt..." Marik responded. After the results of Battle City Marik made a vow not to hurt any other people, no matter what, on account of all the people he had hurt.
"So you thought you'd show your face in Japan? Why the hell would we want you around? After what you did!" Jounouchi spat.
"I'm sorry... It was... a mistake I'm sorry I hurt you all..." Marik looked down, truly ashamed of what he'd done.
Jounouchi growled. "You think that makes it all better? I was almost dead! You put my sister in danger! You killed so many and you think 'I'm sorry' makes it all better?!"
Marik shook his head quickly and sadly, "no... It won't make it better... but I can't think of anything that I can do to make it better than to never do anything like it, again..."
Jounouchi growled again, "I can think of a few things that could make me feel a lot better!" He then smirked and pulled his fist back and punched Marik harshly across the face.
Marik cried out softly in pain and was struck again by Jounouchi's fist, the punches continued all over his body until finally the fist holding him up by the collar released him and he slid to the ground with a thump.
Jounouchi glared at the smaller figure for a moment, then he felt strong stern arms wrap around his shoulders and a whisper in his ear, "C'mon puppy... I can make you feel a lot better..." and Kaiba's teasing nibbles on his ear.
~*~
Marik struggled to his feet, so much for a good first day... he thought they would have met on a lighter note... he did NOT think he was going to get beaten up, dusting his pants off he looked up and saw Bakura standing, looking at him oddly.
"Well I never thought I'd live to see the day Marik Ishtar let himself get beaten up by idiots..." Bakura sneered slightly.
"Leave me alone Bakura..." Marik mumbled walking off with a slight limp.
"Oh how the mighty have fallen." Bakura cackled loudly as he watched Marik limp off.
~*~
Marik wanted to cry, and had be been a weaker person than he was, he probably would have cried, not only had the people he thought he was going to be friends with hated him and beat him up, but it had happened in front of Bakura. His old partner... if you could call it that, but either way losing all of whatever respect Bakura might have had for him was degrading. He sighed and pulled his textbooks out of his bag. He stared at his English homework for a while before he closed the book, he couldn't figure out any of it, and plus, weren't two languages enough? He opened the math book instead and stared, it was the same with all the textbooks, and he just didn't understand what he was supposed to be doing.
Getting up he walked down the hall to his sister's room, "Nee-san? Can you help me?"
Isis looked up from the book she was reading and smiled, "Hai, Otouto, what do you need help with?"
Marik blushed with embarrassment "I don't understand my homework..."
Isis merely smiled and got up, and after about two hours she had him understanding all that he needed.
"Arigatou, Nee-san." Marik smiled at her.
"Hai..."
~*~
Marik walked to school with a slightly brighter attitude as he felt he now would know what his teachers were talking about. That is he was in a brighter mood until he was suddenly backhanded, the unexpected force causing him to fall over.
"Itai..." he rubbed his cheek tenderly, he looked up to see a rather irritated looking Jounouchi.
"I thought yesterday would've told you, you weren't wanted here." He growled.
Marik clenched his fist and glared at him, at an earlier time he would've killed anyone who just bumped him over in the subway, right now he'd settle for breaking Jounouchi's nose. He sighed in restraint, he was never going to hurt anyone again, he had vowed to that and he was going to stand by it. "Gomen nasai, I don't want to hurt anyone... I want to live a normal life from now on... I promise... I don't want anyone else to get hurt."
"Yeah, well, someone is going to get hurt, 'cause every time I see you it just pisses me off." Jounouchi growled again and kicked him sharply.
Marik let out a cry of pain and flew backwards, "Please, I'm sorry for what I did! I know that doesn't make it better, but still! I... I'm not the same person I was..."
Jounouchi scoffed, "well, whether or not you're that person it doesn't really matter that much to me, what matters is that I get to kick your ass, and I'm pretty sure it's the same ass I wanted to kick on that blimp." And with that he kicked him again sharply causing another cry of pain from the Egyptian boy.
It continued this way for a while, each day Marik hoped that they would just be satisfied with what they had done the day before, but each day was the same. As he walked out of the school doors at the end of the day Jounouchi caught him and the beatings began again. It was enough to drive the weaker of people to suicide, but no, Marik had had worse. He could take a few pissed off teen-age bullies, it was nothing compared to what he had seen, it was nothing compared to the wrath of his angered father or the days when the sun was nothing more than something he read on the pages of a book. Each day as he was faced with the wrath of Jounouchi's rage he'd look up at the clear blue sky and the huge glowing orb that was the sun, the gift he received from freedom. So much more now than the paintings on the walls of the tomb keeper's home could ever have tried to depict. The sun was his only salvation. The night made him sad, the moon could never compare to the beauty and security of the sun and the rain made him want to cry for the clouds, which blocked out his beautiful sun. It was his escapism; whenever the pain of being beaten was upon him he could just look up and think of how much better it was outside. If this was the price he had to pay for freedom so be it, so long as he had his sun he could be happy.
It was a rainy day that day. Two months after he had transferred to Domino High School he walked into the school a bit early because he had ran to get out of the rain, unfortunately he was still drenched and shivering.
"Aww... poor baby's all wet... you should really change out of those clothes." Came the cold drawl of Jounouchi.
Marik turned to him slightly frightened and looked into his cruel eyes, eyes he remembered being kind once, he briefly wondered what could have happened to the boy who was now advancing on him that could change his eyes so drastically. However, his thoughts were cut short when Jounouchi was upon him and leading him in some other direction, he just let him lead. Never once through all he was put through did he stop doubting that it was all really his punishment, redemption for his sins. Soon Kaiba and Otogi, the two cruellest members of Jounouchi's little group. Otogi had once been a kind person however, when Honda began dating Shizuka his attitude changed entirely.
After a while Marik was thrown into a janitor's closet and Kaiba and Jounouchi were upon him. Otogi held his mouth closed as he tried to struggle as the two sadistic lovers stripped him of his wet clothes and had replaced it with a girl's school uniform.
"Wh-What are you--" he was cut off as Jounouchi opened the door and shoved him out of the closet. He stumbled slightly and looked around, a blush growing at his cheeks as he noticed the many people looking at him, and a few snickers escaped the now forming crowd.
Jounouchi walked out of the closet and kicked Marik in the back side, sending him sprawled on the floor, his skirt flipped up to increase the embarrassment.
"Oh... dear... He doesn't seem to be doing a very good job of keeping those clothes on either..." Otogi commented harshly, snickering.
Kaiba smirked, "They seem to suit him better though..."
"Truer words were never spoken." Jounouchi added cruelly.
Marik was now blushing furiously red as he pushed the skirt down and tried to shrink away.
"Where d'ya think you're going bishonen?" Jounouchi asked kicking him again.
Somewhere in his mind Marik questioned where the teachers were, then realised, no one messed with Jounouchi Katsuya, especially when he had Kaiba Seto with him. The bell to go to class rang soon after and Jounouchi dragged Marik to his locker.
"See this?" Jounouchi held up Marik's school uniform and smirked, "It's going in here until tomorrow." And with that he tossed the wet clothes into the almost empty locker and walked off to his class, which Marik unfortunately had to follow him to.
The instant he walked into the classroom he was screeched at by the teacher and sent to the principal's office. Waiting there was hell, the other students there seemed to enjoy making a game of flipping up his skirt. Finally when he got to go see the principal he told them he had done it as a joke, if he had told them it was Jounouchi he would've gotten in trouble with Jounouchi, and that was not something he wanted. They suspended him for three days and sent him home.
It was a very cold walk, especially since he had nothing on his legs for warmth.
"Well that's cute... your mind slaves make it for you?" Marik turned to see Bandit Keith, a former mind slave... someone he had hurt. And judging by the expression on his face his intensions right now were far from kind.
"A-Anno..." Marik took a step back unsure of how to respond to this taunt.
Keith took a step forward and grabbed his arm and pulling him into the alley. "I think it's time for some well disserved payback Marik-sama..." he tossed him to the ground and sneered.
Marik's eyes widened as he watched Keith undo his pants, noticing at once what his intentions were. "N-no! Please! I didn't! I didn't do anything like this to you! To anyone! Please!"
Keith snarled and punched him, "Shut your mouth, bitch!"
Marik winced as he looked up at Keith horrified at what was about to happen. Keith was suddenly upon him, a crushing kiss against his lips. Marik pushed against him but it did him little good, for all his strength Keith was a lot bigger than he was. He felt Keith's hands move and remove his underwear and tried desperately to free himself when suddenly he felt a tearing pain as Keith spread his legs apart and thrust into him roughly bringing a pained scream from his throat.
"Shut up, bitch! If you keep screaming like that I swear I'll hurt you more after." He growled, pulling out then thrusting in again. Marik bit his lip to keep from screaming, biting so hard that his lip began to bleed. Keith continued his actions, ripping Marik apart from the inside. Finally he moaned loudly, climaxing violently inside of the boy causing yet another escaped scream.
Marik felt himself crumble into sobs as Keith pulled out of him.
"You weren't so bad, bitch... pretty good for some untrained virgin. Maybe I'll come back when you're better." and with that and a firm kick to the side Keith did up his pants and walked off.
Marik curled into a ball, sobbing harshly into his knees as he began to bleed, the pain almost overwhelming.
~*~
A few hours passed and Marik lost hope of anyone coming to find him, the rain washed away a lot of his blood, and his tears, however it also hid away his beloved sun. There was no escape from his current pain. He closed his eyes sadly and sighed when he heard a familiar voice calling his name.
"Marik-sama! Marik-sama!"
"R...Rishid..." his voice was weak and he doubted that it was heard as he couldn't muster the strength to yell loudly. "Rishid..."
Footsteps splashed in the puddles and raced over in his direction, "Marik-sama! What happened?! Marik-sama!"
Marik felt himself supported by the strong and sturdy arms of the man he had always considered his brother.
"Rishid... arigatou..." he murmured before closing his eyes and drifting off into a deep sleep.
~*~
Marik woke up the next day, unable to even sit up without excruciating pain. He covered his face with his hands and burst into a fresh set of tears as the memories of the previous day rushed back to him.
And then a new pain started. It began as a dull headache and began to grow as the day progressed... though the medicines Rishid brought him helped numb the other pains, the headache remained. It seemed odd at times, to him his shadow seemed more jagged than usual but then it returned to normal, he just excused it as a trick of the light.
However as night came and the light faded the headache began to grow worse and the shadow began to grow more constantly jagged. Then as he stood in his room he dropped to the floor, clutching his head in agonising pain. He let out a small cry of pain as he felt as if his head were growing on the inside, pushing against his skull.
//Let me out!// a strong, yet insane voice echoed inside his head.
"IIE!!" Marik cried, the pain in his head increased.
"Marik-sama?!" Rishid yelled as he burst into the room.
"He's back! He's trying to come back!"
~~TBC~~