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Chapter 2
"Thief?"
The white haired boy shot up still in a half asleep daze.
"It wasn't me I swear. It was bakura." The boy said almost automatically like he had been accused of being the spirit many times before.
"Where am I?" the boy asked in a panic flailing his head side to side trying looking to see where he was. When his eyes landed on Mariku he froze.
"Marik is that you?" hearing the name of his treacherous hikari his anger quickly rose. His tanned arm stretched out and quickly caught the boy by his long locks. He pulled the boy closer to his face and growled out in a deep voice.
"How do you know my weak half's name?' he curled his fingers into the hair tangling them in so the boy couldn't run. The boy looked at Mariku for a moment then his eyes widened. Mariku could see fear in the two brown orbs. The dark tightened his grip. The part albino (A/N he doesn't have red/pink eyes) closed his eyes, tears forming.
"You didn't answer me." the angry dark said.
"I-I know him. H-he was my friend." The lightness chocked out. The grip in his hair lessened and the angry man let him go and pushed him to the ground. The man then stood and glowered at him. Ryou started to get up but then Mariku's foot came down on the back of his head sending him back to the ground. He grinded his foot more into the poor boy's skull and kneeled down to speak to him.
"I'll ask you this once, how do you know bakura?" in a threatening voice. The boy took no time answering the man above him.
"He used to be my Yami sir." Mariku was intrigued by the boy's answer. What did he mean by 'used to be.'?
"What do you mean by 'used to be' boy" he applied more pressure.
"He left me and claimed Marik as his hikari." The dark lifted his foot from Ryou's head and smirked.
"So that bastered stole my hikari eh?" he let out a dark chuckle then he looked at the poor excuse for a guy below him.
"You're my hikari from now onward. Got it?" Mariku stated. Ryou's face lit up like a Christmas tree hearing this. He wasn't going to go insane. Mariku on the other hand was taken aback, no one had ever been happy to be in his company. But this white haired boy seemed to be delighted.
"Your name, what is it?" he asked while walking away motioning for him to follow. While something in his mined told him not to follow Marik's insane darker half something told him that he was needed by this man. Ryou reluctantly followed the man.
"Answer my question or I'll feed you to whatever monster gets near us first." His voice showed signs of anger. Ryou nodded knowing that Mariku couldn't see.
"My name is Ryou and what might your name be sir?" Ryou asked politely. The person in front of him only gave a mumbled reply.
"Mariku" was all that he said. A faint smile appeared on Ryou's lips as he trotted behind his new Yami. Mariku led them to a small campsite. There was a log to sit on and a small warm fire in front of it. He sat down and brought Ryou down with him so his head was in the darkness's lap.
"Sleep now I'll tell you more about what I have planned for you later." The yami stroked the lights head as if he were a cat. The motion was soothing and Ryou felt his eyes become heavier. Ryou slowly went into a peaceful sleep awaiting the next day.
