Devil's Love
Maylin: *cries* WWWWAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!
Mist, Kay, & Ink: *sighs*
Mist: What do we do now? She's crying.
Kay: I don't know. Can't believe they deleted 'Summer to Remember' *sighs*
Maylin: It's all Mist's fault! *sniffs*
Mist: ME?! What did I do?!
Maylin: WAH!!! Kay, Mist's yelling at me!
Ink: * sighs* Maylin's just bum that they FanFiction.net deleted her story. Anyways, Aires Goddess does not own Yu-Gi-Oh! So, don't sue her or we'll never hear the end of it.
Mist: HA!!! Goddess?! What goddess?! All I see is the devil herself!
Maylin: WAH!!!!
Kay & Ink: *sighs*
Ch.1 Stranger's Help
Malik walked the quiet night alone. He's been doing this for the past three months, after Ryou had begun to go out with Seto Kaiba. He was happy for his friend, but the thought of the person he that he loved was with someone else was.aching. He remember how happy Ryou was when he had to do a project at Kaiba Mansion. He smiled at the thought. Ryou was truly happy and he was too, but he was hurt as well.
He walked into a dark alley. He's been here to many times to care. There was always a gang hanging around the area and was gladly to give him the pain he needed. He remembered the night he came home with all these bruises from a beating. Marik and Baukura were worried. That's the first. He smirk at the thought. They knew he had feelings for the albino, but respected his decisions. He knew they cared, but he didn't want any sympathy from them right now.
A group of boys began to corner him. He didn't care, it was just like a nightly routine. A boy a head of him snickered. "Look, what we have here boys. Our little friend came back." Little. He would've kicked the bastard's ass for calling him little, but he was to tired care. All he wanted from them was the beating. In truth, the other boy was the same height as him. He just smirked.
The gang began to beat him to the ground. Kicking and punching his lean body. Life. Life was to cruel to him. He yelp in pain as a foot collided with his lower abdomen. After an hour of beating, the group left. His body curled up on the dirty floor. He pushed himself off the floor with his good arm. He laughed hysterically like his insane yami. Pain was what he needed to get distracted. It was a cowardly thing to do and to run away from his problem with pain.
He limped out the alley, leaning on the wall for support. A few cars had stop by and asked if he was all right or needed a ride. No, shit. His body was aching like hell, but he told them to just leave him alone. The night was cold and he was just three blocks away from his apartment. He stopped and leaned on the wall for support. He slid into a sitting position and took in heavy breathing. He wanted to get up, but his body was crying out for sleep and rest. His eyes slid close and he stayed there in the cold quiet night.
"As much as I like to see blood, but I think you need help." Said an angelic voice
Malik's eyes snapped opened to see a girl hunching down to his eye level. She had black long hair reaching to her mid back. He registered crimson tips at the tip of her hair. She was dressed in a white sweater with a hood and dark blue jeans. On her left wrist was a silver bracelet and on her right were two. She wore ruby earrings that were shaped into diamonds.
He gave her a glare to go away, but she just simply smiled and revealed crimson eyes starring at his lavender ones. "Would you like me to help you home?" she offered a hand.
He took a quick glanced at it and smack it away with the back of his left hand. "No. NOW leave me the fuck alone!" he snarled, stumbling on his feet as he got up.
She gave him a frown and for some strange reason, he felt guilty for yelling at her. "I'm just trying to help." He heard her mumble.
"Well, I don't WANT or NEED your help!" he snarled again.
"Yes, you do." She frown. For some strange reason, Malik felt something from the girl, but he wasn't quiet sure. When he tried to concentrate and feel it again, it was gone. It came as fast as it went.
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After a while of arguing with someone he didn't know, Malik allowed the strange girl to walk him back to his apartment. He was relief that his yami wasn't home and figure that Marik was somewhere with Baukura. The girl decided to stay back to help him tend to his bruises and wounds. He would've protested but he decided not too. He felt weird emotions when their skins touched briefly. He shook his head to rid the thoughts, as if being hurt isn't enough.
When she was done, Malik looked over himself. She was good at the bandaging and notice that his body didn't hurt as much. He would give her credit for that and maybe for butting into someone else's businesses. Malik looked back at her and noticed that his blood had stained her sweater. She followed his gaze and notice the stain.
"Don't worry about that. It'll go away." He just gave her a cold look. The room grew silent and she decided to leave, knowing that he might've wanted to be a lone. "Um. I think I'll leave now."
Malik heard his guest walked to the door and couldn't quite stop himself from thinking aloud. "Why would I need help from someone that I wouldn't meet again." He muttered.
She turned and looked at the back of the couch with a smile, "Don't worry, you'll see me again." And she left.
He grunted and headed into the hall and to his room. He collapsed onto the soft mattress and buried his face in his pillow. Soon everything was darkness and he was greeted by sleep. Maybe he would see the girl again. Just maybe.
Maylin: Done! ^_^
Mist: *mumbles* Oh, now she's happy.
Maylin: *glares at Mist* what was that?!
Mist: Oh, nothing. *Halo appearing*
Maylin: *mumbles* baka.
Mist: What was that, zombie?! *glares at Maylin*
Kay & Ink: *sighs*
Kay: Here we go again *sighs*
Ink: Yup.
Kay: Anyways, please review and tell us what you think. Flames will not be accepted. I'm sure Maylin will find other ways to deal with them, she always does.
Maylin: ^_^ Thank you. *gets hit on the head* Ouch. MIST!!!! *runs after her*
Maylin: *cries* WWWWAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!
Mist, Kay, & Ink: *sighs*
Mist: What do we do now? She's crying.
Kay: I don't know. Can't believe they deleted 'Summer to Remember' *sighs*
Maylin: It's all Mist's fault! *sniffs*
Mist: ME?! What did I do?!
Maylin: WAH!!! Kay, Mist's yelling at me!
Ink: * sighs* Maylin's just bum that they FanFiction.net deleted her story. Anyways, Aires Goddess does not own Yu-Gi-Oh! So, don't sue her or we'll never hear the end of it.
Mist: HA!!! Goddess?! What goddess?! All I see is the devil herself!
Maylin: WAH!!!!
Kay & Ink: *sighs*
Ch.1 Stranger's Help
Malik walked the quiet night alone. He's been doing this for the past three months, after Ryou had begun to go out with Seto Kaiba. He was happy for his friend, but the thought of the person he that he loved was with someone else was.aching. He remember how happy Ryou was when he had to do a project at Kaiba Mansion. He smiled at the thought. Ryou was truly happy and he was too, but he was hurt as well.
He walked into a dark alley. He's been here to many times to care. There was always a gang hanging around the area and was gladly to give him the pain he needed. He remembered the night he came home with all these bruises from a beating. Marik and Baukura were worried. That's the first. He smirk at the thought. They knew he had feelings for the albino, but respected his decisions. He knew they cared, but he didn't want any sympathy from them right now.
A group of boys began to corner him. He didn't care, it was just like a nightly routine. A boy a head of him snickered. "Look, what we have here boys. Our little friend came back." Little. He would've kicked the bastard's ass for calling him little, but he was to tired care. All he wanted from them was the beating. In truth, the other boy was the same height as him. He just smirked.
The gang began to beat him to the ground. Kicking and punching his lean body. Life. Life was to cruel to him. He yelp in pain as a foot collided with his lower abdomen. After an hour of beating, the group left. His body curled up on the dirty floor. He pushed himself off the floor with his good arm. He laughed hysterically like his insane yami. Pain was what he needed to get distracted. It was a cowardly thing to do and to run away from his problem with pain.
He limped out the alley, leaning on the wall for support. A few cars had stop by and asked if he was all right or needed a ride. No, shit. His body was aching like hell, but he told them to just leave him alone. The night was cold and he was just three blocks away from his apartment. He stopped and leaned on the wall for support. He slid into a sitting position and took in heavy breathing. He wanted to get up, but his body was crying out for sleep and rest. His eyes slid close and he stayed there in the cold quiet night.
"As much as I like to see blood, but I think you need help." Said an angelic voice
Malik's eyes snapped opened to see a girl hunching down to his eye level. She had black long hair reaching to her mid back. He registered crimson tips at the tip of her hair. She was dressed in a white sweater with a hood and dark blue jeans. On her left wrist was a silver bracelet and on her right were two. She wore ruby earrings that were shaped into diamonds.
He gave her a glare to go away, but she just simply smiled and revealed crimson eyes starring at his lavender ones. "Would you like me to help you home?" she offered a hand.
He took a quick glanced at it and smack it away with the back of his left hand. "No. NOW leave me the fuck alone!" he snarled, stumbling on his feet as he got up.
She gave him a frown and for some strange reason, he felt guilty for yelling at her. "I'm just trying to help." He heard her mumble.
"Well, I don't WANT or NEED your help!" he snarled again.
"Yes, you do." She frown. For some strange reason, Malik felt something from the girl, but he wasn't quiet sure. When he tried to concentrate and feel it again, it was gone. It came as fast as it went.
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After a while of arguing with someone he didn't know, Malik allowed the strange girl to walk him back to his apartment. He was relief that his yami wasn't home and figure that Marik was somewhere with Baukura. The girl decided to stay back to help him tend to his bruises and wounds. He would've protested but he decided not too. He felt weird emotions when their skins touched briefly. He shook his head to rid the thoughts, as if being hurt isn't enough.
When she was done, Malik looked over himself. She was good at the bandaging and notice that his body didn't hurt as much. He would give her credit for that and maybe for butting into someone else's businesses. Malik looked back at her and noticed that his blood had stained her sweater. She followed his gaze and notice the stain.
"Don't worry about that. It'll go away." He just gave her a cold look. The room grew silent and she decided to leave, knowing that he might've wanted to be a lone. "Um. I think I'll leave now."
Malik heard his guest walked to the door and couldn't quite stop himself from thinking aloud. "Why would I need help from someone that I wouldn't meet again." He muttered.
She turned and looked at the back of the couch with a smile, "Don't worry, you'll see me again." And she left.
He grunted and headed into the hall and to his room. He collapsed onto the soft mattress and buried his face in his pillow. Soon everything was darkness and he was greeted by sleep. Maybe he would see the girl again. Just maybe.
Maylin: Done! ^_^
Mist: *mumbles* Oh, now she's happy.
Maylin: *glares at Mist* what was that?!
Mist: Oh, nothing. *Halo appearing*
Maylin: *mumbles* baka.
Mist: What was that, zombie?! *glares at Maylin*
Kay & Ink: *sighs*
Kay: Here we go again *sighs*
Ink: Yup.
Kay: Anyways, please review and tell us what you think. Flames will not be accepted. I'm sure Maylin will find other ways to deal with them, she always does.
Maylin: ^_^ Thank you. *gets hit on the head* Ouch. MIST!!!! *runs after her*