Okay some of you wanted another update rather than a cookie, I don't know why? COOKIES are yummy people, have you all LOST your minds?! Oo alright, alright, enjoy the chap.
Okay so you don't get confused 'This is phone talking, thinking, and speaking in Arabic.'
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 14: Small Break Through
Bakura jumped awake and winced at the pain that shot through his shoulder and abdomen and through sleep-clouded eyes he looked around the room he was in. Dark blue curtains hung nicely over the window blocking out the world, nightstand next to his bed with a clock that read ten pm, in the corner was a small t.v unit complete with t.v and dvd, nice plush pale blue carpet almost white. The bed he was in was a single with heavy sliver and black blankets and pillows, where was he? This wasn't the hospital; they didn't have beds like this or rooms.
"I brought you home." Marik said as he saw the confused look on Bakura's face and pushed off the doorframe and walked into the room. "This room as I have been told, by Ryou, is your room." Marik smirked, as Ryou had picked it out. Not that there was any other bedrooms in the house to pick from. Ryou insisted that Bakura would love this room.
Bakura relaxed a little into the softness of the bed and pillows. "He is a bossy little, Runt." Marik noticed the fond tone Bakura used when referring to Ryou as a, runt. Bakura sighed tiredly feeling the affects of the painkillers still at work in his body and closed his eyes. "You know what happened at the…" Bakura's voice was low and slurred, Marik had cut him off and placed a hand on his good shoulder, noticing the way Bakura flinched a little, he frowned and spoke anyway.
"Lets talk about that when you're on your feet." Marik pulled up the blankets a little and stepped back from the bed.
"How long have I been here?" Bakura asked.
"A day. Ryou's been fighting me the whole time wanting to get in here and see you." Marik laughed. "Tried every excuse known to the population of five year olds." Marik's grin grew even more. "Even the fact that you could be abducted by aliens." Bakura chuckled but groaned in pain and said. "He's never gone this long without me."
"Get some rest you're safe here." Marik said, Bakura nodded his head and relaxed. Marik added. "You'll have your hands full with Ryou in the morning." No response came as Bakura had drifted off to sleep; 'this was going to be a long week.' Marik thought has he walked out.
The next morning Marik jumped awake to his doorbell ringing. He sat up and found himself alone in the bed, that's usual. Marik thought as he swung his legs out but his foot landed on Ryou's soft teddy bear. Marik stared at it for a minute, so they had been in here. Hethen picked it up and walked out of his room scratching the back of his head looking the stuffed bear over.
He stopped outside Bakura's bedroom door and found Malik and Ryou sitting on the bed talking to Bakura, well Ryou was anyway, Malik just nodded his head smiling. "Morning!" Marik walked in, the three looked up. "Dropped something, Ryou?" Marik waved the bear at the child, amused to see the boys face light up even more.
Ryou leapt up to his feet on the bed and held out his arms, his fingers opening and closing. "Thank you." Marik smirked as he handed over the toy. The doorbell rang again. "Take it easy, guys." Marik said as he walked out and down the stairs. "I'm coming hold on!" Marik pulled open the door and was met with Tucker's smiling face and two other nurses with her, they both looked to be in their mid twenties. "Oh right." Marik opened the door and stepped aside letting them in.
"You forgot I was coming over?" Tucker asked, taking off her jacket, as did the other two.
"No." Marik yawned then said. "Coffee anyone?"
"No, we'll attended to Bakura and leave right after." Marik shrugged his shoulders, and led them upstairs; the airy giggles of Ryou and the low talking of Bakura filled the top floor. Marik thought that it gave the house a warm and filled feeling to it. He came to a stop in the doorway. Ryou giggled trying to catch Bakura's good hand to get his nose back that his older brother had apparently stolen from him, Malik helped him but Bakura was too quick and strong for them both even with the injuries he had.
"Ryou, Malik, come help with breakfast." Both small boy's looked over at Marik and smiled, jumping from the bed and ran over to him. Malik held up his arms wanting to be picked up, which Marik did, but Ryou ran back to the bed with a gasp.
"Kura, give me back my nose!" Ryou demanded and had wrinkled his said nose up slightly.
"I'm keeping it." Bakura said smirking and to Ryou's dismay.
"You CAN'T!" Ryou yelled out with a shake of his head. "Give it back!" He whined tears filled his eyes.
"Bakura don't torment him." Marik said sternly but very amused.
"Fine, here, Runt." Bakura tapped Ryou on the nose, the child placed both hands on it to make sure it was there and smiled, he dashed over to Marik and took his hand, turned his head and poked his tongue out at Bakura.
Ryou then looked up at Marik beaming at him. "I got it back." He pointed to his nose.
"So I see." Marik took them downstairs; he started on breakfast, until the doorbell rang again. Marik turned around to the boy's and said. "I'm popular this morning." He patted Malik on the head and walked out, both boy's trailed behind him.
Marik opened the door and to see the woman with long blonde hair and a warm smile, Marik lent on the door with a playful smirk. "Why, Ms. Valentine come for the breakfast rain-check?" She shook her head and held up a folder.
"I have come to talk to you about, Malik." Marik frowned as he straightened up looking at the boy's; Mai glanced down to see Ryou and Malik looking at her from around Marik's legs. "Morning guys." They ducked out of sight; Mai smiled looking back up at Marik.
"Come in." Malik and Ryou moved away as Marik opened the door more and she stepped inside, taking off her jacket, Marik hung it up on a hook for her. Another knock came before he could make it into the kitchen. Marik sighed, stopped and turned around.
He opened the door to Hoshi and gave her a smile as she held up a brown paper bag. "I brought cop food." She giggled, and Marik raised an eyebrow at her.
"I resent that." He crossed his arms across his chest and she rolled her eyes.
"Cream puffs." She jiggled the bag at him; he shook his head at her.
"Remember what happens when you have to much sugar, Marik." Came a voice from behind his partner and smiled, she turned around.
"Mom I'm not five anymore." The older woman waved a hand at him, Isis at her side holding onto her arm and Rishid on the other side. Marik hugged his mother then sister and finally his brother. "Hey guys!" Rishid knelt down with his arms open and Malik and Ryou ran right into them, he picked them up.
"I know you?!" Ryou squealed delightfully, as Rishid winched a little. "You saved my Daddy from the water."
"If I hadn't of he would have been one unhappy wet fish." He said and Ryou giggled.
"Marik what lovely girls you have." His mother said, Marik shook his head.
"I'm not a girl!" Ryou said with a look of distaste his nose wrinkled up again.
"Mom, Malik and Ryou are boy's." Isis said, the older woman waved a hand again dismissing the words. "Oh what does it matter, they're cute." She lightly hit Marik on the chest with the back of her hand.
Rishid laughed putting down the boy's and nudged his sister with his elbow and smirked at Marik saying. "Yeah Marik, they could have been yours biologically and look just like you." Marik growled and took a swing at his brother, who ducked behind his mother.
"I'll kick your ass!" Marik half yelled. "And the old woman can't help you." He pointed at them, but yelped as he got a slap on the arm from his mom.
"Watch who you're calling old." She scowled them and turned smacking Rishid up side the head. "And you behave yourself." Isis and Elder were laughing at them and Ryou and Malik watched with wide eyes.
The women walked by them taking the little ones as well into the kitchen, Marik playfully hissed out. "I'll kick your ass, later." His brother grinned and gave him the one finger salute.
"Looking forward to it, Merry." Rishid dashed into the kitchen, Marik turned to follow him but stopped at seeing Bakura, Tucker and the two nurses coming down the stairs slowly.
"Oh, hey." Marik watched as Bakura took the last steep, sweat covered his forehead and he was panting.
"He really needs to get out of bed at least once a day for a short time." Tucker said then added. "No bending down and no twisting at the hips." She ordered.
"He doesn't look to good, should he be up." Marik moved a little closer.
"Yeah, a little painful for him, but he'll live." Tucker said.
Marik nodded sounding pleased. "That's great, Bakura, you can join us for breakfast."
"If you say so, but this hurts like a bitch." Bakura panted out in pain.
"It won't last forever, Bakura." Tucker added her hand under Bakura's good elbow and her arm around his back. Marik led them into the kitchen, Bakura sat at the table once there, the doctor and two nurses left the house.
"Alright, breakfast time!" Marik called out and got started; this wasn't anything new, so often Marik had a house full whether it was in the morning or at night. He also liked his privacy too, but it was nice to have his family around and with the two little ones and Bakura, well, he had to get used to it.
The kitchen was full, Elder made the coffee, Isis and Mai set the table stopping and talking to Bakura here and there and the old woman. Ryou knelt on a stool as he whipped the eggs in the large bowl with Rishid's help, spilling the thick yellow goo onto the counter every now and then when his hand slipped and giggled.
Malik too knelt on a stool in front of the stove both hands on the fry pan handle; Marik was close behind him with both his hands over Malik's. "Ready?!" Malik smiled and nodded his head yes. "Here we go!" Ryou stopped and watched as the pancake flipped into the air, Malik's eyes widened as he watched it land back in the pan, only to be flipped into the air again and to everyone's surprise Malik giggled out loud, the first sound the child had made since coming to live with Marik.
Marik couldn't believe it, Malik made a sound! His smirk got wider and turned into a full-toothed grin and he did it again, the room was silent waiting to hear it again, no one moved. Marik jiggled the pan and then flipped the pancake into the air again. "Catch it, Malik!" The boy giggled again the sound carried in the room as the pancake landed in the pan again.
Malik looked up at Marik and beamed, who placed a small kiss to Malik's forehead and hugged him, then said. "Ready for a new pancake?" Malik clapped his hands together and nodded his head yes, he huffed as he lifted the bowl and poured in the batter with Marik's help and started over again, but to everyone's disappointment Malik didn't giggle again but still had the brightest of smiles on his face and all Marik could think of was. 'Just a small break through…one step at a time.'
Soon everyone was at the table talking, Ryou had been over the moon to learn that he had a grandma too, Marik noticed that Bakura seemed to be relaxed. It wasn't long when they were done eating and cleaned up the kitchen and headed into the back yard.
Ryou and Malik wore heavy jackets and mittens with bennies on their heads and scarves around their necks. Ryou's squeals of delight filled the back yard as a soft snowball blew apart on contact of his head. He gathered up a ball and threw it at Marik, which only landed about two feet in front of him, Ryou just giggled again and gathered another ball, Malik wasn't fairing that much better, his broke apart or landed just as poorly on the ground as Ryou's snow balls had.
Bakura sat in a chair wrapped up in a blanket watching the three in the one-sided snowball fight as Marik was winning hands down. Bakura smiled to himself, Ryou was having so much fun, but he chuckled as Marik said. "Come on, you guys couldn't hit the side of a barn on a good day." Ryou threw the snowball to the ground and he charged at Marik tackling him, Malik followed. Marik allowed himself to be pushed to the ground and jumped on, both the little ones started to tickle Marik as payback and it turned into a small wrestling match in the snow.
"Oooh pretty!" Ryou stopped what he was doing and suddenly he crossed his eyes as a snowflake landed on his nose, making Marik laugh at him, the child pushed himself up and sat back on his knees looking up at the sky. "Snowing." Ryou held out his red mitten hand as small white flakes drifted down, Malik looked up and blinked a few times holding out his blue mitten hand.
"So it is." Marik lent on his elbows and held out his hand also and looked up. The sky was dark and looked like it would turn into a storm later.
"Marik?!" Mai called. "We still have to talk!" Marik looked at her and sighed with a nodded of his head he turned to the little ones.
"Sorry guys playtimes over." Marik got up and brushed himself off noticing the pouting little faces looking up at him. "Hey, Elder will make you a hot chocolate." Still they looked up at him with large eyes, he ran a hand through his hair. "Okay, I'll talk with Mai then we'll all do something together."
"With Kura too?" Ryou jumped to his feet.
"I wouldn't leave him out." Marik patted his head; Ryou giggled and ran over to his brother talking to him excitedly.
Marik helped Bakura back inside and to sit on the couch as the boy didn't feel like lying down again, Marik agreed only if he would rest later.
The doorbell rang and Isis ran for the door almost running into him. "What are you up too?" Marik asked her, he had grabbed onto her arm to stop her from falling over.
"I bought the boy's a gift." She opened the door with a smile and was met with a man holding a very large box, she signed for it and Marik took the box. "Malik, Ryou! I have something for you!" The sound of little feet could be heard and soon the little boy's were standing in front of her.
Isis looked up at Marik and said. "Don't be mad with me." She opened the box, and the two adults winced as Ryou screamed and giggled at the same time, a small fluffy Golden Retriever puppy poked his head out of the box. "Oh Daddy look it! look it!" Ryou giggled as the puppy bounded out of the box, knocking it over and jumped on Ryou licking his cheek, then bounced over to Malik who again shocked everyone in the entrance hallway when he let out a squeal much like Ryou had as the puppy licked his cheek.
Marik smirked, it seemed that Malik was making nice progress, but then he shot an angry glare at his sister and said in Arabic. 'You better explain this, Isis?'
'Ryou was looking at puppies in the mall the other day and he wanted one, so I got them the best dog for kids.'
'So, it's not like I have enough responsibility with the little ones that you have to add a damn mutt to my household?' He crossed his arms over his chest; the children didn't even notice the argument going on above them as they played with the puppy.
'Marik lighten up!' She snapped back at him.
'What the fuck I'm I going to do with it, when I go back to work?'
'Lots of people have kids, pets and work, Marik. I don't see what your problem is.'
'My problem is, Isis, is that you didn't talk to me first about this!'
"You can't get rid of it now that Ryou has seen it." Came Bakura's voice, Marik and Isis looked at him and Ryou gasped looking up at Marik with wide eyes, Malik bit his lip.
"What?!" Ryou's bottom lip started to tremble and his eyes filled with tears.
"Look, a dog is a lot of responsibility and I think that..." That was it Ryou started to cry and Bakura glared at him. "Please Daddy can we keep him?!" Ryou tearfully pleaded and everyone looked at him, Marik took one look at that small little face, and felt himself right then cave in faster than the destruction blow up of an eighteen story building, he let out a long string of curses in Arabic.
Marik mumbled then held up his hand said. "Look, no one said anything about taking the dog back, it was just a surprise that's all."
"That's not how it sounded to me." Bakura said skeptically with narrowed eyes, he knew adults very well in any language, an argument was an argument and he could pick them.
"I want the puppy, Daddy!" Ryou sniffled, and Marik held in a growl he didn't like dogs at all, they were messy, noisy and just plane stupid, and why anyone would want one was beyond him, Marik said. "Then you better name it, Ryou." The child leapt up and hugged Marik around his knees looking up at him.
"Really Daddy! We can keep her?" Marik nodded and watched as Ryou ran back to the puppy talking to Malik, Bakura still glared at him, Marik met his gaze and narrowed his eyes, Bakura said. "I hate dogs." Marik's right eye twitched, he just couldn't bloody win.
"Go lie down you're meant to be resting." Marik ordered pointing in the direction of the living room. Bakura snorted but smirked and walked slowly back into the living room, Marik turned to Isis and hissed in Arabic. 'We will discus about boundaries when it comes to you buying things like this.'
"Marik, every child needs three things in life, one: Stability. Two: Loving home. Three: PETS!" She walked up to him and tapped him on the chest, he growled at her and she added. "You now have given all three to these boy's." She smirked at him leaning in. "You should be proud of that."
"You press my patience woman!" Marik hissed at her, but she lent up slightly and kissed his cheek. "I'm sure that I do." With that she turned around and sat on the floor with the little ones. "So what are you going to call her?"
"Marik?!" Mai called from the doorway. "I really have to talk with you."
"Right, sorry Mai." Elder walked by Marik and sat down with Isis. "Oh my she's beautiful." Marik rolled his eyes and growled. "Women!" He followed Mai into the kitchen where they were alone and sat at the table, soft puppy barking came and a round of giggling from Ryou and the two women.
"Ryou and Malik seem so happy here with you." Mai smiled, but then it faded into something more serious as well as her tone. "Malik, Ryou and Bakura have to be en-rolled into a school."
"Oh right." Marik said. "But what kinda school will take a child that can't talk?"
"Oh I have a list of names of schools that are very reputable ones." Mai handed him a small list. "Bakura of course would be in his junior year of high school." Mai looked through her bag again. "School will start up again four days after Christmas." Mai placed papers down on the table. "The schools are interviewing parents and students for the next few weeks."
"Really?" Marik picked up the papers and nothing took his interest or even looked appealing.
"It will look good for you in court that you're doing what you can in the best interest for the boy's." Mai said flipping through the papers, Marik glanced up and saw Elder leaning on the doorframe watching them. "It's going to be easy to get custody and even adoption for Bakura and Ryou, because they are street kids and have no parents that will fight you for them."
"What about Malik? I don't want to lose any of them." Marik glanced back at Mai.
"This is what I wanted to talk to you about." Mai pushed the papers to one side and lent forward. "The court date is two weeks."
"That doesn't give me a lot of time." Marik frowned as he looked over the list of schools again.
Mai spoke up again. "Majed Jihan called us yesterday afternoon… he wants to see his son."
"What?!" Marik choked out, then growled. "No!"
"He has every right to Marik, Majed is Malik's father." Mai reminded him.
"That bastard abused Malik, you saw the photos." Marik had pointed to the door but looked up as Ryou's giggling came again.
"I saw them."
"And you're still okay with them being in the same room as each other?" Marik shook his head. "I'd rather shoot the bastard then allow Malik to lay eyes on him again, father or not."
"Marik, there can be away around this." Elder said speaking up for the first time but not moving from the doorway.
"What's that?" Marik crossed his arms over his chest.
"We do it at the station, everything will be on camera, Malik will be safe." Marik glared at her.
"The child doesn't speak and it's probably because of him."
"You don't know that!" Elder said walking into the room.
"In any case, this type of thing is so messy for the child involved and everyone else, it's best that you do all that you can Marik to insure that you win custody." Mai advised him, but looked to the door as the sound of running feet and paws and Ryou calling out. "Daddy!" before he was seen and a few seconds later Ryou ran into the room giggling, Malik at his side the puppy hot on their heels. "Can we take Milly outside?!"
"Milly?" Marik asked, Ryou giggled as Malik smiled. "Isis said the puppy was a girl and had to give her a girls name." Ryou stated as if it was fact and Marik should have known.
"Oh, so you named her Milly then?" Ryou and Malik nodded their heads, Marik lent forward and narrowed his eyes at the puppy chewing on Ryou's shoes while he was wearing them and another reason why Marik hated dogs. "Did you show Bakura?"
Ryou gasped and shook his head no leaning right into Marik and his small hands cupped around his mouth as he whispered. "Kura is sleeping on the couch, shhh." Ryou pulled back and lowered his hands to his side. "Don't wake him up."
Rishid and Isis walked into the kitchen. "Guys take the boys and the mutt outside for me." Ryou gasped horrified as Malik's eyes widened, Marik looked at them. "What?!"
"Milly's not a… a… that." Ryou huffed. "She is Milly, Daddy, don't be mean to her." The child's eyes filled with tears and his lip trembled; Marik rolled his eyes Ryou was just to sensitive.
"Alright. I'm sorry, I won't call her that anymore." Marik once again found himself caving into Ryou's teary eyed and trembling bottom lip. Ryou gave a beaming smile and ran for the back door, Malik followed also eager to get outside and play with the puppy.
"Marik?" He looked over at Mai who said. "He wants to see Malik tomorrow morning." Marik got up and walked out of the room and soon walked into the living room and saw Bakura lying on his back on the couch fast asleep, his head on a pillow and his face turned away, Marik walked over and grabbed the blanket that sat over the back of the couch and laid it over Bakura, who mumbled a little in his sleep.
Marik walked over to the fireplace and threw a few logs of wood onto it bringing the flames back to life. Marik's mother had her feet crossed at the ankles resting on the coffee table watching t.v.
He walked back into the kitchen and walked over to the island counter and started to make hot drinks, muffled giggling, squealing and barking came from the back yard, Marik glanced out the small window and watched as Malik ran by followed by the puppy, then Ryou, he smiled to himself he truly liked having the small ones around, he sighed though and said to Mai. "I'd like to state that I'm rather pissed about this." Marik left what he was doing and went outside to join the boy's in playing with the puppy.
Mai raised a questionable eyebrow at Elder who shrugged a shoulder and said. "He'll be there in the morning, he just needs to calm down a little is all."
"Well tell him for me, that I'll be there as well and I'll see him at the station in the morning at nine sharp." Mia gathered her things and left.
Later that night the storm had rolled in bringing rain, snow and thunder, Marik was on the couch watching another poorly done horror movie, but funny enough he enjoyed them, they weren't all blood and guts just big monsters chasing around barely dressed women. Marik had gotten comfortable as the movie had only just started, but a cry came from upstairs.
Marik jumped to his feet and rushed out of the room and upstairs, looking down the hallway he saw nothing but the soft glow of light coming from Ryou and Malik's bedroom nightlight that lit up some of the hallway for him. A soft sob came from Bakura's room and Marik walked to the door to find Bakura moving about in his bed.
Marik walked into the dark room. "Bakura?" He called out and noticed the boy covered in a sweat and tears ran down his cheeks, a nightmare. Marik thought. "Bakura!" Marik gave his good shoulder a shake and Bakura sat upright in the bed panting, his eyes wide and wild his hair amiss and sticking to his face. "Hey." Marik sat on edge of the bed his hand still on Bakura's shoulder; the boy looked at him his body shaking.
"Marik?!" He gasped out, he felt numb.
"Yeah, are you okay?" And the last thing Marik had expected was when Bakura hugged him and sobbed into his chest, the boy had just plainly broken down. "Hey, come on." Marik wrapped his arms around him and let the boy cry whatever it was out of his system.
Bakura pulled away after awhile wiping away the tears with his head bowed. "I'm sorry." He mumbled.
"It's fine." Marik sat back a little watching Bakura closely.
"No it's not." Bakura said bitterly as he fisted his hands in the blankets Marik lifted his chin.
"I've seen full grown men cry like babies when I have placed them in the back of my patrol car." Marik smirked. "So I'm sure that you'll be let off this time."
"Is this all bullshit?" Bakura asked suddenly no trace of being upset, his voice was normal but he was still shaking.
"What is?!" Marik asked, not sure what he meant by it.
"This bullshit of prenatal love you throw all over Ryou, the damn dog, the toys, you playing with him, you make him laugh and smile always." Bakura moved back a little getting some distance between them again. "And the school you want to place us all in." Bakura looked at him eyes narrowed but angry tears shone in them through the dark. "I can take most things thrown at me no mater what… but not the emotional stuff that Ryou will go through, when he finds out that you're not what you're cracked up to be when we are looking for our next run down warehouse to live in." Bakura huffed he was worked up and Marik knew it.
"Why don't you tell me what this is really about?" Marik asked he crossed his arms over his chest. "Ryou's happy and I like seeing him happy, I have even seen you laugh and smile." Here Marik lent in grabbing a hold of Bakura's chin looking into his eyes. "Why are you so afraid of letting someone get close to you?"
Bakura just mumbled out, though he didn't know why. "Because, I'm always left disappointed, abandoned and hurt." Marik pulled him into another hug and mumbled. "I would never do anything like that to you, I told you once that you could trust me and I meant it." Marik pulled back placing both hands behind his neck and pulled off a small thin chain and lifted it out from under his shirt and held it in his hands for a minute looking at it, then lent forward placing the chain around Bakura's neck moving his hair out of the way as he fastened it up. "This belonged to my father." Marik pulled back and Bakura took the chain into his hand looking at it, it was a pendant small in size and bronze with a star in the center of it, the five points touched the sides. "My dad was a firefighter, they gave that to him as a gift when he had to retire, everyone pitched in and had it made for him." Marik smiled somewhat sadly. "He saved more lives then anyone on the team." Marik paused for a second looking at the pendant. "I loved him so much."
Bakura looked up and was about to say something but Marik spoke up again. "Just take care of it, it's yours now."
"I can't take this." Bakura said sounding surprised and shocked.
Marik just smirked and said. "It was his wish to have it passed down to his oldest grandson."
"But I'm not." Bakura started but Marik cut him off again.
"He would have liked you." Marik said standing up. "I think the old man would be more than happy to have me pass it on to you." Bakura bit his lip, no one had given him such a thing before and he felt guilty now on how he treated Marik. "I am planning to adopt you and Ryou, if you have no objections to it." Bakura snapped his head up his mouth fell open.
"I don't, but you're going to adopt me as well?" Bakura asked sounding skeptical, for who would want a kid like him, when they could have one like Ryou, everyone liked the Runt, but Bakura never felt bitter towards his little brother because of it.
"I'm not asking you to call me dad like Ryou does, I just want to insure that you have a stable home a warm bed to sleep in, I'm even putting you in school."
Bakura bowed his head. "I'll be like a normal kid." He mumbled to himself but Marik heard him, this was so overwhelming for him, he would have a home a parent who Ryou liked and he himself didn't mind Marik at all or his family. "You're not messing with me, this isn't your way of getting your sick joke or fun?" Bakura's hand clutched the pendant he already liked the weight of it on his chest.
"I would go as far as saying I love the boys and to have you three as my own… would make me more happier than I have been in a long time." Bakura got up from the bed, Marik helped him and then when Bakura was on his feet he hugged Marik again and mumbled into his chest. "Thank you, Marik… for everything."
Marik waited until Bakura pulled back he grinned and said. "Come on, I have a hot chocolate with your name on it and a very cheesy movie." Bakura nodded his head with a smile letting the pendant fall to his chest as Marik helped him to stand.
"As long as it's a cheesy horror movie?" Bakura smiled up at him, Marik grinned and said. "What other kind is there?"
TBC
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