GothPoetofDarkness16: WHAT HOO PEIUNNY MORTALS, HOW ART THOU?

Jill: Not so loud, I just woke–up!

GPoD16: (SCREAMS IN JILL'S EAR) OKAY!

Jill: (on ground) OOOWWWWW!

GPoD16: HEHEHE! Anyway, the moment you've all been waiting for has arrived!

Jill: (hops up) THE WORLD IS ENDDING! NOOOOOOOO! (RUNS AROUND LIKE A GOOBER)

GPoD16: (knocks Jill out with ridiculously large hammer) NO YOU DUMBASS!

Jill: (again…on ground)

GPoD16: (sweat drop) I should really stop doing that, on with chapter 9!

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER HAS A LITTLE SEXUAL ACTION IN IT!

Chapter 9

Annabel grabbed Marik's wrist and dragged him towards the exit. They ran through the doors of the museum as the guard shoot at them. They got to the bikes, hopped on, and raced back to the plain. When they arrived safe and sound, Annabel had sat down in her chair, "I told you we'd get caught!" He looked at her angrily; "Well if you had been quiet and just let me-" He stopped when he remembered Odion was in the room.

Marik huffed and stormed off to the back room. Annabel stood up and put her hands on her hips, "What the hell is his problem?" Odion smiled at her, "Sometimes Marik just doesn't want to take the blame…his father always blamed him!" Annabel looked at him, "What?" Odion shook his head, "Nothing…maybe you should talk to him!" He went off to relax, 'Hmmm…maybe…I should!' She went to the back room door.

When she knocked on it he just yelled at it, "GO AWAY!" Annabel wanted to scream too but she just sighed. "It's me!" There was a pause, and then she heard the bed creek and the knob jiggle as he un-locked it. He opened the door and sighed, "What is it?" "May I come in?" His eyes showed a hint of calmness, "Sure!" He moved aside as she walked in. He closed the door, "So what do you want?" "To talk!" He crossed his arms, "If you want me to apologize, you can forget it!"

She stomped her foot, "Well, I don't want you to have a damn attitude with me every time I want to get to know you!" He looked at her shocked, "You want…to know me?" Her cheeks flushed bright red, "Well…if we're going to live together…I should be able to understand you and you're attitude!" He uncrossed his arms, "Well…one can't be as perfect as you all the time!" Annabel's blush grew deeper, 'is he…flirting with me?' He scratched the back of his head in an embarrassed manor.

She smiled at him, 'Yes he is!' She went up to him, put her arms around his neck and kissed him. Marik added passion to the moment by nipping her lower lip so she'd open her mouth. As he successfully explored her mouth with his tongue, he started to run his hands up her back. He did it so slow she giggled form the tickle and pulled away. She took a deep breath, "O…kay…" She pulled away from him and said to herself; "I shouldn't have done- AHHH!"

Marik picked her up and swung her over his shoulder, "MARIK PUT ME-" He set her down on the bed roughly and climbed on top of her, "Yes…you shouldn't have!" He kissed her deeply as his tongue began to once again explore her mouth, 'ERG! WHY THE HELL DID I KISS HIM…now he's gonna' want to go further…HEY!' She sat up after swatting away his hand; which was going towards her inner thigh.

"What's wrong?" "YOU…" She caught herself, "you know what's wrong!" She brushed back her hair, "I'm not comfortable with…having…umm…" "Sex?" She looked up blushing intensely, "Uhh…yeah!" He chuckled and smirked, "Don't worry, " He pulled out a plastic wrapped item from his pocket, "I've got protection!" She snatched it from him, "That's not the problem! I'm not having sex with you PERIOD!" She squeezed her eyes shut and turned her head ever so slightly to the left after seeing his expression.

He sighed, "What are you doing?" She opened her eyes slightly, "Aren't you going to hit me?" He sighed again, "No…but I should, shouldn't I?" She squealed and shut hers eyes even tighter. She relaxed as he set his hand on her cheek. She looked up surprised, "But I won't…right now…" He started to lean closer, "I just want to kiss you!"

He pushed her down on her back and climbed on top of her. "Marik-" He silenced her with his lips. He began to slip his hands up her shirt, scratching lightly at her arched back. Annabel moaned as Marik continued to move his hands about her body...even thought she hated how it made her feel, 'Why the hell am I letting him do this to me? We're supposed to be enemies…but his hands make me feel so warm…and I'm kissing back…OH SHIT! I am starting to enjoy it…this isn't good…I…I can't let him…make me feel this way!'

She pushed away his lips with her own and turned her head away, "Now what?" He asked aggravated, "Why do you do this?" He sat up, straddling her hips, "Do what?" She sat up, "Kiss me and touch me passionately…like you love me or something!" She looked up at him, fear in her eyes, "Please don't say you love me!" He breathed out slow and steady, "Annabel…are you worried…that I'm going to rape you?"

Her blush grew even deeper, "…yes…I mean…I did sign the contract and all but…do you have to?" He chuckled slightly, "No…I won't have to…if…you behave!" Annabel was really scared now, but didn't want him to know, "I will! Is…there anything you want?" His smirk grew wider, "Yes…" He pushed her back down, "Shut-up and let me kiss you!" Once more, Marik began to kiss Annabel lustfully as she lay helplessly beneath him…she could do nothing but fall deeper and deeper into the feeling of his lips.

Marik's hands felt unbelievably soft and hot; she was falling for him…and falling hard. She didn't want to admit defeat just yet though. His hands were fiddling with her bra clasp when she broke away for air, "Marik…please leave my bra alone!" "But it's in the way!" He complained like a child not getting his way, "In the way of what?" He smirked at her, "Second base!" "YOU PERVERT!" She shoved him off her and jumped up.

She was fixing her bra when he came up behind her and grabbed her ass with both hands, "MARIK!" She spun around to slap him, but as always, he caught her hand, "I'll show you pervert!" He threw her onto the bed and she landed on her stomach. Annabel tried to push up but he climbed on top of her, "Please get off me!" He licked the back of her neck, "What did I say…behave…" He finished his sentence with such an alluring tone it gave her goose bumps, "But Mar-IK!" She squealed out the end of his name as he whipped of her top after un-zipping it.

He began to un-snap her bra when, "Master Marik, I need to speak with you!" Marik slowly pulled his hands off of Annabel, "Stay like this…we'll pick up were we left off when I get back…I'M COMING!" He said out loud to Odion. He left Annabel lying there confused with pleasurable thoughts.

Out in the main area

"Master Marik…are you going to have her steal the book?" "Ofcorse…that book contains the only thing I need to make her permanently mine!" "Are you sure you want to do that to her…if she finds out she may hate you forever!" "Then I'll just have to keep that book under lock and key!"

"So, it's settled!" Odion said, "Your going to do it?" "Yes!" He then went back into the room and Annabel was dressed again and trying to go to sleep.

Marik climbed in with her but she scooted away from him. He got closer to her then she pushed away again, "Hey!" He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her tight to his body, "What's you're problem?" "Ummm…let's see…I HATE YOU!" She glanced over her shoulder at his shocked expression, now he was getting pissed off.

She gasped as he forced her on her back and began to kiss her forcefully again. He then, after pinning her hands above her head with one hand, started to suck on her neck, "Marik…please stop!" He broke away for a second, "Absolutely not!" "PLEASE!" She was then greeted by a harsh slap to the face,

"SHUT-UP…you'll do as I say!" He slipped his hand up her shirt…then her bra then… "STOP!" Annabel pushed him so hard off her he fell off the bed, she hopped off the bed and huddled into the corner. He stood up holding his shoulder and he herd her crying; he saw her shaking like a frightened and gentle creature trying to get away from danger.

"Annabel…" He walked over to her reaching out a hand to comfort her but she slapped it away, "HEY! I'm sorry if you're uncomfortable with this but…" He softened his tone a little, she didn't budge, "I didn't mean to–" "JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" She screamed out with her face still in her lap. Even though he was mad from her yelling at him, he let it go, "Fine… I'll go get the book…you stay here and calm down…and remember…" He stood up and went to the door, "You're mine!" He slammed the door.

"What was that all about?" Odion questioned as Marik came out of the back room, "I'm going to get the book!" "But it's not dark yet!" "I SAID I'm going to get the book…I just might do something else first!" "Sir?" "WHAT?" Odion backed away not wanting to anger his master further, "Please…just don't revert to alcohol!" "Good-bye Odion!" Marik stormed out the door and left for a bar on his motorcycle.

'What the hell is wrong with her?' He rode on until he came upon an okay looking bar. He went in after casting a spell on the entire place using his millennium rod to have everyone think he was of age. He sat down and ordered a beer. "Here ya go!" The bar tender woman set down the beer as Marik paid her and took the biggest swig he could take and slammed it down.

"I wonder if she was molested in the past." He had about four more beers until he realized it was dark outside. He looked at his watch and it was 11:38. So he got up and left the bar to go to the museum. He didn't get off his bike when he arrived he just sat there trying to come up with a reason for Annabel's actions.

He leaned on his elbows, ran his fingers into his hair and just sat there for so long just to think. "It had to have been some sick bastard to make her react that way!" He climbed over his bike and started up the stairs. 'I don't even want to think of her being touched by another man…she'll be mine soon and no one can touch her but me!'

He seeped through the crack of the glass doors of the museum using the wind power of Annabel's bracelet. He floated down the hall way and down the stairs to the case were the book was.

He turned back to his solid form and starred at his right hand, "I hurt you with this hand…" He remembered slapping her…then got mad at himself and hurled his fist into the glass, breaking it and setting off the alarm. His fingers were bleeding with about 10 shards of glass in them, but he just ignored the pain and grabbed the book.

He flew out the doors and climbed onto his bike, stared it up and headed back to the plain as fast as his hand would allow. He made it back without crashing and without delay. He rode up the ramp of the plain; he got off as Odion walked over to him.

"Master Marik…your hand?" "I'm fine Odion…I just need to bandage it up and remove the shards." He walked to the door to the back room because the bathroom was in there and so was the first-aid kit.

He realized were he was going and stopped himself. "She's asleep, sir!"

Marik went in anyway, 'I'm just getting the first…aid…kit…' his thoughts slowed as he saw her sleeping peacefully, under the warm sheets and her outfit and shoes were nicely placed beside the bed.

He reached out to caress her face gently but he stopped himself.

He ran to the bathroom, grabbed the first-aid kit and walked back out…but he woke her up. "Hi." She simply said sleepily as she sat up rubbing her eyes.

"Annabel…are you-" "YOUR HAND!" She gasped, half shouting, "Oh…that…well it's okay I'll just-" "NO…sit down I'll do it for you!" She grabbed the kit from his hand and opened it up as he sat down.

She took out the tweezers and took his hand and started to take out the pieces of glass.

He flinched slightly as she did this and whipped away the blood with some solution to keep the cuts from getting infected. "Annabel…" Marik finally said breaking the silence, "Yes?" She answered while taking out more pieces, "Are you okay?"

She looked up at him with a sad and gentle look in her eyes, but then reverted her attention down to his hand.

"Annabel…" "Be quiet Marik!" She removed the last piece of glass and whipped away the rest of the blood. Annabel wrapped his hand up and put everything away. There was a minuet of silence, but Marik broke it, "Annabel…how's you're cheek?" When he touched it softly, she twitched, "I'm okay! I put a cold cloth on it after you left." He sighed, slightly aggravated, "I'm sorry…I shouldn't have been so aggressive!"

She looked up at him and smiled, "I forgive you…but if you ever touch me like that again…I'll be forced to hurt you!" He smirked at her tough act, "Maybe I deserve a spanking!" She gasped at him, "You are a pervert!" She pushed him playfully as he laughed at her expression, "You know you love it!" He climbed on top of her and kissed her lips, 'Maybe I do!'

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