Please note that I have never seen snow or experienced it in anyway or form, so if I write something and you say "that's not right." Just keep that in mind okay… I have noticed a few of my stories have been deleted, why I don't know; am I posting them back up?… no. I have beater ideas for them.

Warnings: Rating M, swearing, child abuse, if this type of thing offends you then DO NOT READ! This is a fictional story and nothing more. This rating will be staying the same nothing will change, so please take note.

Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh.

CHAP 10: Maybe?

England, April 14th 10:52pm

The rain fell heavier than it ever had that night, he could hear it from where he was, it roared in his ears, with a dark look on his face as death whispered into his ear, that he was at his side and going to help to fill his yearly quota. Both hands cuffed to water piping above his head, his fingers worked the key he pick-pocketed while they cuffed him here. His eyes never leaving the gun on the other side of the room on a small stand that they had carelessly left behind.

The cuffs fell to the ground and he swiftly got up, and dashed across the room picking up the gun checking the chamber to find it full he then ran from the room. Gun in hand; he entered the main room to find two men. 'Two.' His mind swam making him dizzy almost, there was three, he raised the gun taking aim, they hadn't seen him yet as the two laughed. 'Bastards.' His hand shook as he griped the gun with his other hand holding it out in front of himself. 'Just don't miss.' The gun went off, he almost lost his balance by the kickback, he fell against the wall. The rather large man fell to the ground twitching.

"What the hell?!" The boss himself turned, he lifted the gun not as high this time pulled the trigger again taking out the mans right knee cap, the man in his late forties thin as a skeleton and as greasy as a rat, huddled in the corner, the one responsible for all this, he held his hands up and bleeding from his knee, blood pooled at the shooters feet. "Roy McCrypt." He growled as he glanced down at the bodyguard, he was dead he knew that from the blood pooling around his head.

He pressed the barrel of a gun to Roy's forehead it still trembled in his tight grip, burning the skin. "You fucking prat!" he dribbled from the mouth and nose and he was crying as he spoke.

"Where is he?" He asked and all he got was incoherent mumbling. "I won't ask again!" He yelled as he pressed the gun harder to the head, the man whimpered closing his eyes for a brief second.

"We own you, there is no way out, you're fucking dead already you just don't know it, go to hell." Roy spat, it landed on the others cheek, who didn't wipe it away still holding the gun in place.

"Then I'll see you there." The gun went off and he stood there for a second.

He then bent down and looked through his pockets finding more bullets, he reloaded it. Then left the room, the shooter walked down the rubbish littered hallways where rodents scurried about for a quick feed at his feet, the revolver held tightly in his hand.

He stopped at the door that he was after; he had remembered it from before as they dragged him by it, he opened the door. Shouting came then the gunshots that ended when the gun was empty.

Present day.

The ball rolled onto the ice of the duck pond stopping a fair way in and without fail like a honey-bear to honey Malik followed, Ryou stopped at the edge. "Throw it Malik!" He stopped and picked it up, stopping as sounds of cracking came around his feet. "I'm ready!" Ryou called out, Malik straightened up turning around, but as he did the ice gave way, his eyes widened as he fell through.

Ryou cried out as he watched Malik vanish under the ice. "MALIK!"

Marik who had been close by looking for them heard Ryou, and ran towards him, he spotted the boy but no Malik. He stopped and looked around for him, his eyes landed on the pond and the splashing of water and arms, he started to run picking up his speed. Not stopping as he pulled off his jacket and shirt dropping them, he ran passed a crying Ryou. Marik slid on his hands and knees over the ice, Malik's hands went under, Marik stopped himself by stretching his arm out to stop himself on the edge of the hole leaving his top half covering the ice hole. He stuck his arm in and felt around, nothing. The ice was cracking under his weight also. He pushed himself up and moved around the hole using his hands he pushed the light snow aside. "Malik!" He searched for the boy hoping to spot him through the ice.

Rishid had been walking by on his way back to his sisters house when he hard the crying, he followed the sound only to find his youngest sibling on the ice. "What the hell Marik?" He called out from the other side.

Marik didn't even look up. "Malik's under here, I can't find him." Rishid took off his jacket to help. "Careful the ice is cracking under." Marik didn't get to finish as he fell through.

"MARIK!" Rishid pulled himself over the ice it cracked under him but he kept moving. Isis stopped running and picked up a crying Ryou and hugged him, Elder and Yami stopped next to her, looking over the pond.

"What's going on?" Elder asked, seeing Rishid on the ice.

"Malik fell in and Marik too." Ryou said through his sobs. "w-we were just p-playing." Yami pulled out his phone and called for an ambulance.

The air was forced out of Marik's lungs by the chill of the water, he surfaced with a gasp and took a breath, briefly hearing his brother call him, going back under despite how cold the water was. He looked around in the murky water and couldn't see anything, then something brushed up against him, he grabbed onto it and pulled it to him, it was Malik, an arm came in and Marik grabbed it and he was pulled up, taking in the needed air, he literary threw Malik onto the ice, they boy landed next to Rishid, while still holding onto Marik, he grabbed onto Malik's wet jacket and gave a strong push towards the edge of the pond, his limp body skittered across and came to stop a good five feet from the others.

Yami rushed in his feet falling through the ice and waded up to his thighs picking up Malik, before he could fall in again. Marik shivered still in the water, his teeth chattered together. "Fu-fucking cold." He stuttered.

"If I move we both end up in there." The older one said the sound of sirens could be heard and a crowd gathered around to see what was going on, Elder got them all to move back and keep their distance.

"Malik…did he look okay?" Marik asked.

"I'm not sure, but stay with me I'll get you out." Rishid said, as Marik nodded his head.

Yami had gotten Malik breathing again and handed him over to the medics, who rushed him to the ambulance. Marik's grip loosened, Rishid stuck in his other arm under Marik's underarm to have a better hold on him, the ice cracking under him. "Just a bit longer hold on." He looked over his shoulder to the Medics, Yami and Hoshi threw a rope out to them.

"Put it over you we'll pull you in!" Yami called out, Rishid looked at Marik, who was finding it hard to keep his eyes open.

"Hey!" He gave Marik a shake, who opened his eyes. "Hang on to me, I'm letting go."

"R-Right." Marik nodded as his brother grabbing onto his t-shirt just to make sure. "Hurry." Rishid let go with his other and grabbed the rope and with one hand and wrapped it around his arm.

"Pull us in." He called out, they started to pull, the ice cracked under them when they where close enough to the edge Rishid helped Marik as they walked out the medics wrapped him up in blankets and walked with him to the ambulance.

After a few minutes, Elder walked up with his jacket and shirt, Marik sat on the back of the vehicle. "Just keep warm and no more swimming today." The woman joked, and Marik rolled his eyes, Malik was fine and had the all clear to go home.

Ryou struggled in Isis hold and she had to put him down, he rushed to Marik crying. Marik picked him up and hugged him. "I'm sorry Marik, we where p-playing." Ryou sobbed into chest. "D-didn't mean it honest."

"It's okay Ryou we're both fine." Marik lifted his chin. "Are you okay?" Ryou nodded his head.

"Y-your not mad?" Ryou asked his eyes widening and Marik shook his head and hugged him. They all looked up when Marik and Elder's boss walked up to them and stopped in front of Marik.

"I heard the call over the radio." He sat down next to Marik, Malik was behind him on the bed as the medics still looked over him and getting him warmed up again.

"Sorry." Marik said. "I'll go home and change and…" His boss stopped him.

"You need time off, work from home and if anything comes up. You'll be the first to know." He said Marik frowned at him.

"I can work at the station Eddy." Marik argued, the older man stood up.

"Marik say another word and I'll suspend you until this case is over." He gave Marik a look, who sighed and nodded his head. Eddy lent in placing a hand on his shoulder and said. "Those boy's that you have picked up need you it seems, it's Christmas Marik spend time with your family and the little ones, I will call you if anything comes up, I'll send everything over to your house that you need."

"Yes cap." Marik said, Ryou was just watching him and a light tug on Marik's hair made him look down. His boss turned and walked with Elder and Yami back to his car talking.

"Marik are we going home?" Ryou asked and Marik wiped the tearstains from Ryou's face and ruffled his hair making him giggle.

"Yeah." He said as he got up.

Later that night both Ryou and Malik where in bed, Isis and Rishid had gone home, and Marik had rang Bakura and told him what had happened and that they weren't going to make it to see him, he took the news okay and Marik had promised to bring Ryou around first thing in the morning. Marik sat on the couch watching t.v had no intentions to do anything other than sit there, the Christmas tree had it's lights going, the glow from the fire behind him and the t.v gave him enough light not to bother with real lights.

Marik watched the late night movie in the dull-lit room, but his eyes went right to the doorway as Malik stood there watching him. Marik placed his cup down on the coffee table. "Come here Malik." He called, and the boy walked over to him. "Why are you up?" Marik picked him up and Malik instantly snuggled up to him and sighed. "Can't sleep huh?" Marik lent back into the soft backing of the couch wrapping both his arms around Malik in a tighter hug. "But I have to warn you there's not much on." Malik nodded his head and snuggled deeper into the hold, and once again he felt safe within Marik's arms and nothing could touch him and he belonged, the two sat there for a while with the noise from the t.v, as it was on low.

Malik had almost fallen asleep by Marik rubbing his back gently. "Marik?" Came Ryou's soft voice from the doorway, and both Marik and Malik looked over. "I'm scared." Ryou said with one hand rubbing his eye and yawned.

"It's alright, come on." Marik waved him over and he too was picked up and with a little moving, both Malik and Ryou had a place to cuddle up to Marik. "Marik?" Ryou said as he lifted his head.

"Yeah." He replied watching the screen, Ryou bit his lip and shifted a little.

"How long am I staying for?" Malik looked up waiting for an answer as well, he had been wondering the same thing, and with what had happened today he didn't think that he would be staying much longer himself. Marik looked down at Ryou.

"Well as long as you like." Ryou smiled and said. "Forever?" Marik chuckled. "If that's what you want, sure." Ryou giggled and nodded his head yes, Malik tugged on Marik's black jumper and pointed to himself. "You too Malik." The boy smiled and hugged him.

The three sat there in the warm living room, the movie was nothing spectacular but it was something. Marik glanced at the clock, then turning off the t.v. "Alright I think we should all go to bed." He placed them both down and got up, Malik and Ryou took a hand each and he lead them to Malik's room, he kissed Malik on the head and tucked him in. "Night Malik." The boy smiled and nodded his head.

He did the same to Ryou, who giggled but yawned again. "We'll see Bakura in the morning." Ryou started to close his eyes.

Marik left the room going into his own, changing his clothes quickly he then opened his door and got into bed and was about to turn off the light, when Malik walked in. Marik smirked and shook his head as he lifted the blankets, Malik smiled as he crawled in and over the top of Marik who grunted and Malik got behind him moving about until he was comfy and snuggled up to his back. Marik reached over and turned off the light, but a sharp gasp and a whimper came, he turned it back on to find Ryou. 'Of course.' He thought to himself. "Come on Ryou." He turned on the light, and Ryou ran up to him and climbed in, after fidgeting around Ryou started to fall asleep and soon Marik did as well.

The next morning Marik woke up to giggling and being poked. "Wake up." Came Ryou's soft voice that held a giggle in it. "Time to get up sleepyhead." Marik was poked in the ribs and arm, he mumbled as he rolled over and the giggling increased as he pulled the pillow over his head.

"Someone save me." He mumbled into the mattress, but his eyes shot open as Ryou and Malik jumped onto his back and Ryou lent forward. "Don't go to sleep Marik." Ryou gasped and pulled on the pillow. "We are going to see Kura today, and we are hungry."

"Yeah I'm hungry too." Marik growled, and Ryou gasped and felt Malik move back. "Hungry for two little boy's!" He roared as he jumped up, Ryou and Malik flew from the bed, Ryou squealing as he fled from the room, it was enough to shatter the windows and made Marik wince for a second.

Marik was after them, he caught Ryou in the hallway and picked him up, the child hung at his side, bent at the waist by the arm, Ryou squealed again kicking his legs, under Marik's arm, having an excellent view of Marik's feet and the floor. "No, no let me go!" He waved his arms about as Marik gave an evil chuckle.

"This is what you get for waking me up." Marik found Malik heading for the stairs, "Run Malik!" Ryou called out and giggled as he was jostled about, the boy turned and it was to late Marik had grabbed him and flipped him over his shoulder, like a large sack, Malik's body shook from the force of his giggling.

"Now I can have breakfast." Marik said as he walked downstairs into the kitchen. "I'm thinking on having Ryou waffles and Malik omelets." He grinned.

"No you can't eat us!" Ryou gasped.

"Why not?" Marik sat Ryou down on the counter, then flipped Malik upside down by his waist, holding him up. "You're big enough to fit into my pot." He poked Malik's stomach, the boy giggled again silently.

"We taste yuck." Ryou giggled with both hands over his mouth as he shook his head no then yes.

"Are you sure?" Marik raised an eyebrow at him holding in a chuckle, and then looked at Malik as he too nodded his head. "Alright, just this once I'll let you go." He flipped Malik up the right way and sat him down next to Ryou.

"Lets get something to eat." Both boys nodded their heads, Marik moved about the kitchen flipping pancakes, toast and drinks as if he was an experienced short order cook, Malik and Ryou would clap and giggle as Marik flipped the pancake into the air and caught it again in the pan. They sat down to eat, afterwards they all got dressed, and Marik helped them into their jackets before they left the house.

Ryou bounced his way into the hospital; Malik had a good hold on Marik's hand, Ryou stopped at the deck and was jumping up and down, the lady gave him a look, and Ryou pointed out. "I'm seeing my brother."

Marik gave the name and the lady pointed him in the right direction, Bakura had been moved into his own room and was slowly on the way to recovery. Three floors and a hyperactive Ryou later they walked into the room that Bakura was in.

Ryou rushed to the bed, Bakura lay there and looked to be fast asleep the mask on his face and the bandages on his body. Marik picked up Ryou and placed him on the chair next to the bed, but Ryou gently climbed onto the bed and lay down next to Bakura.

Marik sat down with Malik on his lap, "He's my angel." Ryou said resting his head on Bakura's good shoulder.

"With horns and fangs maybe." Marik smirked, as he remembered the feisty boy and how he got his way out of integration room. "He is." Ryou said as he lent up looking down at his brother. "He's my angel."

"Don't be silly Ryou." Bakura opened his dark brown eyes. "There's no such thing." Ryou giggled and clapped his hands together ignoring the comment.

"You're awake." Ryou hugged him. "I've been waiting for you." Bakura hugged him back pulling Ryou closer to his chest and pulled off the mask. "I know runt." Bakura said as he looked over to Marik and Malik, his gaze lingered on Malik who held out his hand for Bakura and he took it giving it a gentle squeeze and Malik smiled. "That's Malik." Ryou said.

"Really?" Bakura smirked, then looked at Marik.

"How are you doing?" Marik asked.

"Fine." Bakura said as he went to take his hand back but Malik didn't want to give it up he held onto it, until Marik pulled his hand from Bakura's.

"He's a little clingy." Marik said, as Malik pouted.

"Malik's talking is broken."

"Ryou!" Bakura scowled him. "That's rude." The child flinched back a little. "Well it is." Ryou pointed out.

"It's fine." Marik got up taking Malik with him. "I'll leave you two to talk." Marik knew that Bakura would want to talk to his brother in private and left the room.

Bakura waited for a few minutes. "Kura, you haven't eaten." Ryou said as he lifted up the tray lid, the small table was sitting on the other side of the bed.

"I wasn't hungry." He mumbled glancing at the boy.

Ryou gave a big sigh to show that he was annoyed and crawled over and pulled the table to him. "Yes you are." Ryou picked up a fork and took a piece of fruit and turned to Bakura. "Open up." Ryou held the fork to Bakura's mouth. "Ooopen uuuup!" Bakura growled at him and narrowed his eyes, Ryou was unfazed by this and held the fork in place, he did as told and took the fruit, Ryou giggled and took the bowl onto his lap and moved closer crossing his legs.

"Runt, I'm not a baby." Bakura pointed out, but had another piece of fruit shoved into his mouth. "You have to eat the doctor said, I heard everything." Ryou shot back, Bakura sighed as he chewed, there was just no arguing with the child. "So how are you?" The small boy looked up stopping what he was doing.

"Good, Marik's taking me shopping today to get my own clothes and a bed and toys too." Ryou smiled, but giggled. "You have to see Marik make pancakes." Ryou's eyes lit up excitedly. "He can throw them in the air and catch them again... and they're yummy." Bakura smirked so he was being fed and taken care of; he opened his mouth as another bit of fruit was offered to him.

"Kura, is Marik going to be our new daddy?" Bakura almost chocked, and Marik who was about to walk into the room stopped outside the door on hearing this. "Cause I…" Ryou's head fell his white bangs hiding his eyes and the fork was placed back into the bowl. "Cause I would like him to be, he said we could stay forever."

"Ryou." Bakura said but the child threw himself at Bakura, who winched in pain. "I want him to be." Ryou lent back eyes filled with tears. "I don't want to hide anymore from the bad men, I want to play with Malik all day and have a daddy to look after us."

"Ryou, we don't get things like that." Bakura patted his head, but Ryou shook his brother's hand away. "Yes we do yes we do!" Ryou yelled throwing a small tantrum. "You're being mean. I want one, I want a daddy."

"Ryou I'm not mean, I'm watching out for you." Bakura sighed and pulled Ryou to him when he saw the tears falling. "Ryou."

"Why can't I?" Ryou sobbed into his chest, and Bakura shook his head suppressing a growl before he kissed Ryou on the head. "Alright, Marik can be our new dad, okay stop crying." As soon as Bakura had said that Ryou gasped and lent up tears had stopped but lingered in the large light brown eyes.

"Really?" Bakura nodded his head, Ryou giggled as he hugged him again. "He's so nice Kura you'll see, we are even making you your own room." Bakura looked over as Marik walked into the room along with the doctor.

"We have to go now Ryou." Marik called the boy, who smiled and nodded then looked at Bakura.

"I'll see you after, eat your breakfast." Ryou said as he got down and rushed over taking Malik's hand and the two ran from the room. "We'll wait out here." Ryou called back.

"You heard that?" Bakura asked as the doctor moved about him, Marik nodded his head.

"Yeah I did." Marik wasn't sure on how to take it, he didn't mind the fact that Ryou wanted to call him dad, it was just strange to hear it.

"Don't make me regret this." Bakura said as he narrowed his eyes at him.

"The only one that would mess this up would be you." Marik raised an eyebrow.

"And you have to understand that it's been just me and him for a long time, and I would do anything for him." Marik walked over and took the mask, Bakura gasped as Marik lent in.

"And I'm trying to make that happen, and you could be happy to if you drop that tough guy act and let someone take care of you for a change." Marik placed the mask over Bakura's mouth and nose and they locked gazes. "I'm not going to let you down or Ryou." Marik lent back up. "I'll bring him by again tomorrow, you rest." With that Marik walked out of the room.

Bakura just stared after him, Marik wouldn't let him down or Ryou, that would have to be seen to be believed, but Ryou looked well, he looked… happy, something that he hadn't seen in a while, maybe.

"Bakura there are few and far in-between people in this world that care for others, really care. You find them in the most oddest of places and so unexpectedly." The voice of an old woman rang out in his mind.

"But you care." Bakura said and smiled as a hand patted his knee a few times.

"Yes I do, but don't judge people to hard, that's your problem to many walls to break down in you, and I'm to old to do it." She laughed.

"No walls for you." Bakura said, "Come on it's getting cold."

Bakura turned his face away from the doorway pulling himself out of past memories and looked out the window. "Is Marik that guardian?" He groaned, it had seemed that Ryou was happy with this ma, "I hope I made the right decision." He mumbled to himself and looked up at the ceiling. "I'll try. For you and Ryou I'll give him a chance." Bakura rolled his eyes and closed them he could swear that he heard that old woman laugh at him.

TBC

That's it for today so don't forget to R&R.