Me: Hello everyone! What's up wif ya'll! I hope you are enjoying my story. I'm really enjoying writing it. Ok, a little news update so yall better listen up! I HAVE REMAINED SILENT TOO LONG!!

Everyone: Awww ok fine….

Me: Thank you! Well anyways, this story is coming to an end. 2 more chapters and it's over….

Everyone: NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Me: Lol. Don't worry. There is a sequel to this! It will be called All I Am! So without further adieu, let's begin!!!

Possible Impossibility

Anzu's eyes widened with shock. She felt Marik's soft lips caress against hers, making her soul float up and through to the clouds. Slowly, she closed her eyes, kissing him back with a passion. When they stopped, her head downcast slightly, then she looked up.

"Why…" She asked. "Why do you love me?"

"I don't know!!" Marik shouted suddenly, making Anzu jump. He rubbed a hand through his light, spiky hair. "I don't know what you do! You're a pest and you make me want to jump off a cliff with all the annoyance you give me!"

Anzu blinked, her eyes narrowing. "Well, God, so-rry."

"But…" Marik looked away, into the darkening sky out the window. "But… then again. I feel as if I have been…enlightened somehow. You're presence… it calms me. Your heart is troubled, but you stay strong. And when you cry…" He bit his lip. "You make me want to hold you tight and never let go."

Anzu marveled at what Marik was saying. He was so intimidating and so strong. He could kill anyone he wanted!! And yet…and yet he had a heart. Anzu blinked, looking at him. "I don't understand…"

"I don't either!" Marik sighed frustrated. "I've never felt this way! I was lonely and sad and… and…" He clenched his fists, as if to punch something. "I can't take how you have to suffer too. I wish for you to be happy. While you helped me when I was drunk… I felt like dirt. I didn't care what happened to me or anyone else. But you helped me. You didn't look at me with pity or yell at me…" He looked at Anzu directly in the eyes. "And that is why I think I love you…"

Anzu stared at Marik with astonishment. It was amazing. He loved her… Wow. Anzu shook her head slowly, smiling. "I'm glad that you are happy… But I don't think things will exactly… work out." She looked up at him, her smile melancholy. His eyes were grave and stern.

"Then we will make it work." He wiped the remaining tears from her face. She smiled, holding his hand to her cheek. It was warm and strong.

"You are kind Marik… Very kind." She looked into his eyes, but he averted them, a small blush showing on his tan cheeks. "You're also a big softy." She poked his stomach and he gave an embarrassed groan.

"I'm not all soft…" He looked at her and she began laughing. Her laugh was so joyful, it made him feel as if butterflies flew in his stomach. He looked away, blushing deeper. "You're such a pest." That only made her giggle more. He sighed, rubbing the back of his head.

"I love you, too, Marik." Anzu's voice flew in his head, making it spin slightly. He looked down at her, confused.

"Wh-what?" Anzu nodded, smiling. "But… I thought I was just a psychotic freak…"

Anzu's eyes widened and filled with sympathy. "I'm sorry Marik. I…I didn't mean them…" It was silent for a while. The silence was broken by Marik.

"If you could choose again…" he started. "…would you have refused me staying here?" Anzu looked up at him, but his eyes were elsewhere. She thought. All the trouble, all the pain she went through with Marik here. She shook her head, smiling.

"I would still rather have you here Marik." She stood on her tip-toes and gave him a light peck on the lips. Her grumbled, making a small 'feh' sound. Anzu laughed, but it was cut short by the sound of a car pulling in. Oh, God…

"Quick! Hide!" She grabbed Marik's arm, but he refused to move.

"No. I'll face him on my own." Marik shook off Anzu's hand and stood still. She became frantic, yelling out.

"Marik!! No!! He'll kill you! Please just hide!" She tried to persuade him, pull him, and even kick him, but he didn't budge. When the doorknob rustled, everything in the house went tense. The air seemed to suffocate everything. Finally, the door swung open, and Mr. Mazaki came in.

"Dammit!!" His voice was like Zeus, the god of thunder. It made Anzu wince and she backed away slightly. He found out mother had died…Mr. Mazaki took a swig of the beer from the bottle he was holding in his hand. He looked straight at Anzu, then at Marik.

"Who's this?" He asked, a dark smirk on his face. "A new play toy?" Anzu's face drained of color as she saw her father approaching her. She tried to stand still, tried to be strong, but her hands trembled and she felt her knees shake. She closed her eyes tight, awaiting a blow. But all was quiet. She opened her eyes to see Marik in front of her, separating Mr. Mazaki.

"So… You're the bastard Anzu calls father." Marik's voice was as calm and dark as ever. Anzu saw her father's face flush with rage. But then, he smiled, his yellowed teeth showing.

"Ooooh. I see. Mr. Tough Guy doesn't like it when I hurt his girlfriend, huh?" He let out a bellowing laugh that went throughout the house. Anzu whimpered, tugging at Marik's shirt, but he stayed. "What are you gonna do, Mr. Man?"

Marik said nothing, and stared at Mr. Mazaki with lightless eyes. Anzu's father cackled. "Hahahahaha! Just as I thought!" He lifted his arm, and landed a heavy blow on Marik's face. Marik faltered slightly, but didn't budge. He turned his head, spitting a few drops of blood. Mr. Mazaki's smirk only widened. He clenched his fist, ramming it full into Marik's stomach, his breath being knocked out of him.

Anzu tried several times to stop her father. She bit, kicked, punched at him with no avail. Finally, Anzu's father grabbed her by the hair and flung her at the wall. She hit with a loud thunk and slid to the floor. The world spun before her, but in the haze, she saw her father landing blows, kicking and punching Marik's body. Why didn't he fight back!? Finally, Mr. Mazaki landed one more punch and backed away from Marik's barely standing body. Marik coughed, blood spewing in drops on the floor.

"So…this is the tough guy, uh?" Mr. Mazaki smirked as he saw Marik lean against the wall for support. "I like you kid. You've got spunk…" He slid his hand into his coat pocket and slowly took out a revolver. He aimed it at Marik, smiling. "You can take it with you to hell."

Anzu remember standing up and pulling at Marik, but he only threw her aside. She fell to the floor, but before she hit it, she heard the ringing sound of the gun being shot. She turned. At first, everything seemed as it was before, until Marik collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath. He fell sideways, so Anzu could see that the bullet had entered through his chest. She cried out, running to him.

"So this is it…" Mr. Mazaki took one last swig of his beer and threw the bottle to the floor. He looked over at Anzu, his face grave. "I heard your mother died. Hell, I don't care. She was a skank anyways…" He staggered slightly, leaning on the wall. "Hah. Oh well. See ya later, sweetheart. I ain't coming back." With a loud laugh, he exited the house, leaving it silent.

Anzu looked down at Marik's still form, seeing blood flow freely from his wound. Tears of panic and fear coursed down her cheeks as she yelled out Marik's name.

"Marik!! Marik!! Can you hear me!? Please wake up!! I…" She sobbed, shaking her head. "I don't want to lose you too…" She wiped the tears from her eyes, shaking Marik. He didn't respond. She screamed out from both anger and frustration. "Come on, dammit! You're tougher that this! Wake up!! Please…"

Minutes felt like hours. She shook Marik, finally giving up. "Marik…I love you…" She felt her tears trail down her chin and fall on Marik's cheek. Suddenly, she felt him stir and groan. She gasped, relieved. His skin was pale, sweat broke out on his forehead, but he was alive.

"Marik!!!" She hugged him tightly and he grunted.

"Hurts…tight…" Anzu released Marik, looking down at him. His eyes were dull and glazed. She rested his head in her lap, tears flowing freely.

"I'm so sorry Marik! I didn't mean for anything to happen…" She choked, sobbing. Marik smiled weakly, lifting a hand feebly and wiping her tears away.

"Pathetic…fruit girl…" He took a shaky breath that caused him to cough, blood running in a trail down his chin. Anzu held him, then nearly shouted.

"I have to take you to the hospital!! You won't survive in this condition!!" She ignored Marik's protests and laid a pillow under his head. She ran faster than she knew she could to her phone. She punched 911 and talked to the person on the other line.

"This is the emergency line what is your emergency?"

"It's an emergency!!!" Anzu yelled, not really thinking. "My friend's been shot! I need help!" The voice on the other line calmed her down and said she traced the call. In a few minutes, an ambulance and a handful of police cars came. The paramedics carried the stretcher and lifted Marik onto it. Soon, they were off to the hospital, Anzu in the back, holding Marik's hand.

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Me: Gasp! Glllraaah! So much in one! Lol. Anyways, I have spent some good time on this… Geh. Anyways, hope ya'll like it!!!