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Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! XO
Getting near the end now... *tears*
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The room was still for a moment as Yami Malik straddled Yami Bakura, holding a knife to his neck, and leaning close to him.
"Or maybe" he spat through gritted teeth. "I'll cut out your HEART."
But Yami Malik wouldn't succeed in this. There was another swift movement as someone tore the knife from his hand another knocked him off of the near-unconscious Yami Bakura.
Unnoticed, Jounouchi had crawled over to where Malik, the only unharmed one in the lot, lay on the bed urging the blonde boy to un-tie him. Ryou slouched against the wall, understandably as beat up as Yami Bakura. Yugi breathed heavily against the wall just outside the room. A moment later, Jounouchi had the knife, and Malik had his Yami.
Malik, the real Malik, looked with gleaming eyes at Yami Malik, a moment before he grabbed him by his blood splattered hair, and smashed his head on the ground.
Pain exploded in the back of the real Malik's head. If it hurt this much for him, then it would hurt this much for his Yami. The more pain he felt, the better.
He let loose a punch to Yami Malik's face, and felt that too. Blinking back tears of pain, he did it again, and again. He then paused, breathing heavily and gritting his teeth.
Yami Malik laughed wickedly. "You think you can defeat me? It hurts, doesn't it?" He grinned. "But you hate me so much it doesn't matter. You will hurt me as much as you can, and your hatred will grow." He looked absolutely thrilled. His eyes gleamed, and he bared an insane smile. "And as your hatred grows, so does my power!!"
He shoved Malik off with an amazing strength, and jumped to his feet.
"AND THE MORE POWERFUL I AM…" he yelled now. "… THE EASIER TO KILL YOU!!" He grabbed Malik by the face, and lifted him just above the ground. Malik, in a panic, kicked his Yami fiercely in the chest. He felt the pain, but was luckily dropped, and he scrambled away. He pressed himself against the wall, winded.
Yami Malik looked up at him, and Malik should have been afraid. His eyes were burning with fury, and his face twisted up in some horrible snarl that made him look inhuman.
"You will pay for that, boy" the Yami said between bared teeth. "You are MINE. You cannot fight me. You belong to ME!"
"YOU'RE WRONG!" Malik bellowed. His shoulders were squared, and his eyes focused on his target. His face was calm but severe.
"What did you say?" his Yami spat, looking furious.
"You belong to me, Yami." Malik said calmly. "It's not me who is dependant. It's you." He walked towards the shocked and angry Yami. "You are MINE."
The room shook with a sudden surge of the boy's will. Malik pulled, with all his might, and it was like a huge storm had picked up in the room. Wind whipped from Yami Malik's direction to Malik, pulling the enraged madman with it. Something that sounded like thunder echoed through the house.
"YOU ARE *MINE*!!" Malik yelled with all of his might, pulling harder now. "COME BACK TO YOUR PRISON!!"
Yami Malik screamed and realized what was happening far too late. He flung his arms in front of his head as he was sucked into the other boy's body.
With one more shudder, the room fell into a silence that was only broken by the sound of Malik falling unconscious on the floor one last time…
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"It's over…"
Malik sat up in his bed, looking to a pair of familiar brown eyes. But these eyes were not those of Ryou. Malik was startled to see Yami Bakura, looking tired, sitting by his bed.
"What…?"
"I said, it's over" said Yami Bakura irritably. He had a bandage just above his left eye, which was covered by a black ring, and his arm was still bandaged up as well. Malik suddenly felt very guilty.
"I… I'm sorry for…"
"Oh, shut up!" Yami Bakura said, crossing his arms over his chest. "We know it wasn't you who did this!"
Malik broke into a smile. "So you forgive me?"
"What?" Yami Bakura looked like he was loosing his patience. "Of course! I… I mean…" He looked embarrassed for some reason. "Only because Ryou has!"
"How is Ryou?" Malik suddenly enquired, ignoring Yami Bakura's obvious embarrassment.
"If I'm better, he will be soon. He's in bed right now," said Bakura, in an off hand tone. "He'll wanna see you afterwards…" He stood up, and headed for the door.
"Malik," He paused at the door, and turned to the boy in the bed. "What happened to… him?"
"He's still here." Malik said, and Bakura tensed. "But I have some control over him now… I think." The Yami at the door decided not to dig any deeper for now, so he left.
He is still here, Malik told himself. Somewhere.
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*smiles*
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