Firstly thankyou to the person who followed this story like two days ago! I really appreciate it!

Ok but beside that, please don't kill me but yes! I'm introducing another character into this story!

Otherwise I'm in the middle of exam week at school…I probably should be studying.

I hope you like it still!

Disclaimer-I don't own Yu-gi-oh or the characters

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Chapter 21

New classmate

"Settle down!" The teacher yelled at the class for the fifth time that morning, no body seemed to be interested in listening to what she had too say. Marik was still spaced out, but at least he looked like he was listening. He really wanted to figure out why Bakura's dad had known so much and why Bakura had the ring. Well now he also had the puzzle, scales, key and eye. Mariku was drawing on one of the schools library textbook, which ever kid decided to borrow it next would have a bunch of random stick figure drawings to look at.

Bakura rolled his eyes, at the annoying class. The teacher was desperate to get there attention for some reason. Marik didn't seem to be listening, but he was quiet. Probably off in his own world again. Finally everyone shut up so the teacher could could speak, "ok, finally…We have a new student joining the class today, he just moved to Japan so make him feel very welcome. Akefia you can come in now," the teacher turned to the door as a greyish haired boy stepped into the classroom, with a smirk on his face. He scanned the entire class as if he was looking for someone and if he was he found them. He was staring at a certain point in the room now, "so who would like to show Akefia around for the day?"

"Him, please," the shortish boy spoke up pointing at the back of the room towards Marik, Marik didn't do anything. Bakura guessed he still wasn't paying attention, "can he show me around?"

"Um, sure," the teacher looked at the back of the room towards Marik, she wasn't sure if he was the best choice for this. "Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Would you show Akefia around today? Marik?" the teacher called up the back of the classroom, "Marik!" The teacher was yelling his name, why?

"Yes Miss," Marik quickly said to at least pretend he had been listening to what she had to say, he jolted his head to the front of the room. A boy was standing with the teacher, he looked slightly shorter than Marik. He had dusty whitish grey hair, and golden eyes. Under his left eye was a scar though, but most of all he was pointing his tanned finger right at Marik.

"Thank-you Marik," the teacher smiled, obviously not knowing Marik had no idea what he had signed up for. "You can sit in the spare seat behind Marik and Mariku or the one next to Marik, Akefia." The boy nodded and walked up to the back of the classroom.

"What did I just volunteer for?" Marik whispered to his brother.

"You get the show the new idiot around the school," Mariku chuckled quietly as Marik began to realise what he had just agreed to. Why did she pick him to do it! Or did the new kid chose him? He had been pointing at him. He wasn't going to say no even though he really wanted too. He was in enough shit with the teacher already, so he would have to keep it up and show the new kid around the school. He did seem familiar though, in a weird way. Like he saw him somewhere else.

Akefia or so he was called decided the take the seat next to him. Bakura growled as the new kid got cosy with Marik, he could sit anywhere and chose anyone. But he chose Marik. He sat quietly up the back next to Marik, fiddling with a pencil. He hadn't brought any books with him, except a sketch book. He didn't considered that he might have to do work on the first day, at least not any proper work. "Did you forget your books?" Marik turned to the new kid, he was just sitting there. He wasn't even facing the board. He was staring straight at him.

"Your from Egypt?" the kid ignored Marik's question completely.

"Um yes, but did you hear me? I asked if you forgot your books?" Marik stared at the other teens golden eyes, why did people seem so interested in him living in Egypt all of a sudden. First Bakura's dad a couple of weeks ago and now this kid?

"No, I chose not to bring my books today," Akefia concluded, "I just moved here from Egypt."

"Oh," Marik looked down at his books, so this kid was from Egypt too? "You can borrow one of the pages out of my books." Marik didn't really want to go into Egypt.

"Are those Kohl marks tattooed to your face?" he ignored Marik's question again, he didn't really care about what was going on during class.

"Yes, but we really should be getting on with work," Marik tried to avoid starting a conversation about it, but he never thought he would say that seriously. He barely ever concentrated on his work during class. He was often blanked out.

"Ok, but may I feel them first?" Akefia was staring right at the markings beneath Marik's lilac eyes.

"What!" Marik screeched quietly, scooting closer to his brother and away from the other teen.

"I'm not trying to make you nervous," the other teen blinked at Marik's sudden retraction, "I will let you get back to work if you want, but could I touch them first?"

Mariku pushed Marik away he was sitting to close for his liking and he was trying to draw a little comic of people in the class. Marik growled at his brother, he obviously hadn't heard the conversation otherwise he wouldn't be pushing him closer to the other tanned teen. The other teen was still staring at him, "um, sure?" he decided it was the only way to get the other teen to stop looking at him.

The other boy smiled as he reached up on of his hands and traced the patterns under his eyes, Marik flinched closing his eyes as the first touch made contact with his skin. The kids fingers were cold, should he open his eyes? Marik slowly opened his eyes as the kid continued to assess the markings, he was staring at them intently. Marik could see Bakura out of the corner of his eye, he seemed angry that Marik was letting the new kid touch his face. Bakura was much like Mariku in that sense, he didn't like sharing. Marik started to fiddle nervously with his fingers in his lap, Akefia was still touching his Kohl markings.

Akefia quickly retracted his hand, as if he had known what Marik was thinking than he turned to the front and stared at the teacher. Marik turned too, but he could feel the deep blush set into his face and he was meant to stay around this kid the entire day. He wanted to touch the markings under his eyes now, somehow knowing the other kids interest in them made it seem like he did something to them and Marik really just wanted to feel them as well. But he didn't want to because it seemed weird. He wasn't going to be able to concentrate on his work now.

He stared at the front of the class and pretended to do something, he wasn't sure if the other teen was watching him. But he wanted to seem to be doing work, then he wouldn't be able to bug him. The bell rang after a long period of waiting just praying that Akefia wasn't going to be awkward, the entire day. "So, um is there anywhere you wanted me to show you around?" he turned to the other teen he was supposedly meant to be showing around the school.

"No, I think I know where the basics are," Akefia looked around, "just do what you normally do and I'll follow."

"Oh, um…sure?" Marik shrugged awkwardly, would Ryou's friends minds? "Just wait here a second, ok?" Akefia nodded his greyish hair as Marik quickly jumped down the classroom to the door where Ryou's group sat. They greeted him cheerfully, they didn't seem as scared of him anymore. "Um, I just wanted to ask if you guys minded if I brought someone to sit with us today? Or I can just sit somewhere random, I don't mind."

"Oh, who is it?" Miho questioned.

"I don't think you know him, Akefia? He's new and I was appointed to look after him for the day," Marik shrugged. He wanted to add that he thought he was weird but the little friendship group would probably say he's just being mean and judgement or something dumb.

"I've heard that name somewhere," Yugi smiled, "I don't mind." Everyone agreed with Yugi's comment. Marik shrugged and went back into the classroom to collect the other teen, the other teen stared at him silently as Marik returned to the classroom. Marik eyed him and motioned for him to come down, Akefia shrugged and grabbed his bag to come down the classroom.

"So, Akefia, these are my um you know," Marik wasn't sure what to call them, he had asked Bakura if they were friends same with Ryou. He didn't know what to say about the rest of the group, "thats Anzu, Miho, Honda, Jounouchi, Otogi, Yami, Yugi, Ryou, and that's Mariku my brother," Marik tried to see if Bakura was around, he was sitting off to the side of the group, "and that's Bakura. He's just being moody again."

"Your Marik's brother?" Akefia looked at Mariku, "I'm going to assume Ryou and Bakura are brothers as well."

"Good observation!" Ryou smiled, "yes Bakura is my brother! Do you have any siblings?"

"No," he sat down next to Marik, "I spend most my time alone or with a random person watching over me."

"Oh, well we hope that you'll be our friend," Yugi smiled.

"Marik is your friends yes?" Akefia looked at Marik.

"Yes?" Yugi looked at Marik confused, he shrugged at everyones curious gaze.

"Ok, than I think we can be friends," Akefia nodded.

"Um, Akefia. Do you know me from somewhere? Or something? Like why did you pick me to walk you around today and stuff, do I know you or are you a creepy stalker?" Marik was very straight forward, "are you a murderer and I'm your next victim? you seem way to interested in me, you traced my kohl markings for about five minuets during class. It was kind of creepy, you just met me and than you suddenly ask to touch my face and than when I let you just so you would stop bugging me and then you just sat around tracing them. Just curious to know what your thinking and why you think this would be normal to treat someone you just met. For all you know I could of been really upset about you touching my kohl markings or only wanted to follow me around and do what I normally do and only being friends with them because I'm there friend," Marik took a quick break to catch his breath, "so basically I wanted to know if I should be worried that your going to kill me in my sleep or stalk me and creepily collect bits of my hair and random objects."

"Marik!" Ryou sounded horrified, while Mariku couldn't stop himself chuckling. He had to clutch his sides.

"I'm not a stalker Marik," Akefia stared at Marik, "I'm sorry it I must of seemed weird or a creepy stalker as you put it. I've just heard and read so much about you, I wanted to know if it was true. Your house was beautiful," Akefia smiled sweetly, "yes I found it. You hid it very well though. I've got to admit the writings in your house, were beautiful. I doubt many people could read them except you guys though. But I wanted to know you properly so I learnt Japanese and moved here, you moved here when you were like 12 so I figured you would be speaking Japanese by now. I just wanted to know more about you. Like if you really had a big carving on your back and your families rituals and what your like now."

"You sound like a stalker," Marik stood up slowly, "I think I should go, I'm feeling unwell. You can find someone else to finish showing you around today. I pretty sure the girl with the green hair would show you around." He pointed into the classroom at a girl with short green hair.

"Wait! Don't go!" Akefia sprang up and grabbed onto Marik's wrist. "I want you too show me around!"

"Let go of his wrist," Mariku growl prying Akefia's hand of his brothers arm. "Keep away from my brother otherwise that stupid scar wont be alone for much longer!" Mariku pushed him back down into his seat on the ground, even Bakura was annoyed at the new kid.

"What the bloody hell!" Bakura was now looming over him, "you little creep! Keep the fuck away from Marik!" He threw a book at the others face, Akefia laughed slightly as the book just slid of. It tickled.

Akefia looked up at them with curious golden eyes, but was smirking wide and proud, "I'm sorry if I sound creepy and probably know too much for my own good, but I really just want to get to know you. Marik Ishtar." He slowly stood up and pushed Bakura and Mariku out of the way, "don't cry," he looked worriedly at Marik and whipped under his eyes and held under his chin. "I wouldn't dream of hurting you, and I bet you were upset when I touched your face before. You seemed nervous." He grabbed back onto Marik's arm and stared at him, "please excuse my rash behaviour, may we restart?"

"I wasn't going to cry," Marik tried retracting his hand, "I'm going," he tried to pull out his hand again. "Let go," Marik stared at the other teens tanned hand clasped around his wrist.

"Not until you agree," Akefia stared a Marik, "this wasn't what we were meant to meet like, but I should of known I was being to straight forward about it all. Please forgive me, my name is Akefia. What is yours?"

"You know my name, that is obvious. You know where I lived underground, you know that I have a carving on my back, you know my house was hidden. The fact that you learnt Japanese and move here just for me, I don't think I can be your friend," Marik tried wiggling his hand.

The other teens eyes hardened, "don't let my size trick you, you wont be able to remove my hand. Now lets restart, I'm Akefia and you are?"

"Marik Ishtar," Marik stared back at the group for help, no body seemed to know what to do. Yami seemed to be missing though.

"Good, its nice to meet you Marik," Akefia concluded, still not letting go of Marik's wrist.

"Aren't you going to let go?" Marik tried to feel around for his knife with his other hand.

Akefia quickly snatched his second hand, "don't try to find you knife, I already took it." He held up the sharp object than making sure not to let go of Marik's wrist he quickly shoved it back into where Marik hid it. "I didn't mean to offend you in anyway by taking it, I just figured I should always be prepared in case things turned out this way and looks like I was right."

"Ok, Akefia. Now you can let go," Marik looked at the other teen in the eyes trying to make sure his voice stayed strong.

"Your not going to run off?" he looked at Marik carefully, Marik shook his head violently. "How am I meant to make sure?" He pushed Mariku away again as he tried interfering.

"Take my word for it?" Marik shrugged, "I took yours and you haven't held up your side of the deal yet. I gave you my name. You said you would let go."

"That is true," Akefia removed his hand.

"Is everything ok here?" A teacher had appeared with Yami. Akefia looked at Marik.

"Um, yes." Marik gulped he didn't really want to be stuck with the other teen, "everything is ok."

"Marik, I've had you for the year so far, I've seen you a lot," the teacher looked Marik up and down, "you don't seem ok. Did you want me to call your siblings?"

"Um," Marik considered the option, but he didn't really want to explain why he didn't like the other teen or how Akefia would react. He still had to go to school with him, "no. As I said I'm fine."

"He was just showing me around Miss!" Akefia hugged onto Marik's arm and he slowly moved out of Akefia's grip again. "I think I'm just to curious for my own good and creeped him out a bit!" He smiled hugely and his golden eyes seem to sparkle. He just seemed so innocent.

"Oh," the teacher scratched her blond hair, "that's ok Akefia, you just moved here. Your trying to make friends." The teacher nodded and started to walk off obviously confused, Marik followed slightly heading back to the group of friends and sitting down quietly.

"Oh Marik!" Akefia swished some hair from in front of Marik's face, "I told you not to fear me."

"I fear no one," Marik snapped swishing the kids fingers from his face.

"Don't be like that!" Akefia whined, "I just want to be your friend, I just didn't want our awkward meeting to change that!"

"It had nothing to do with it," Marik crossed his arms.

"Look, lets see. My favourite colour is red, my birthday is October 25th. I'm the son of a tomb robber, don't worry I didn't rob your home, um…my favourite food is potato chips and this scar was implanted on my face after I failed in my task to rob a certain tomb, my father wasn't pleased. He's dead now though," Akefia smirked.

"Telling me a bunch of things about you doesn't make up for it," Marik looked back at the other teen, "and technically I shouldn't be allowed to talk with a tomb robber when I'm a tomb keeper," he whispered so the rest of the group couldn't hear.

"You also wasn't meant to leave your underground home," Akefia pointed out, "but look your in Japan now."

"Um," Ryou decided to intervene, "I think we should discuss something else. Akefia whats your favourite type of potato chips?"

"Sea salt," Akefia turned to Ryou, "do you like them?"

"Hm," Ryou nodded his head. "So tell me a bit more about your self."

"Ok, I'm an only child, I'm not sure what happened to my Mother but I was the cause or half cause of my Fathers death and before you say anything I didn't actually touch him, but I didn't stop him from dying either, I live alone and enjoy drawing pictures. I've visited many different tombs around Egypt and I could rob you blind. I'm short for my age but stronger than most people, I normally wear red and purple or ripped jeans, I already know what we were learning about in class, so I didn't have to watch and I," Akefia stopped, "Marik where are you going?" he turned away and latched onto his arm again.

"I'm going to the bathroom! Do I have to ask your permission or something!?" Marik snapped pulling his wrist away hastily, the other teen let him pull it away. Holding his arms in the air as if he was caught robbing something.

"Um, no," Akefia looked at him, "no you don't." He lowered his arms slowly.

"Well than why on bloody earth did you try to stop me?" Marik tapped his foot impatiently.

"I was worried you were going to leave me," the other teen sighed, "I've never had a friend, I've always been alone. But I want to be your friend Marik and I'm scared your going to leave me."

"Guess what! I haven't had any bloody friends until these weirdo's" Marik gestured to the group, "and I have no bloody idea why they still like me, I freak out so often around them and I have an over protective brother, a super weird friend who is also over protective and now a creepy kid who's obsessed with me!"

"I'm sorry Marik," Akefia lowered his hand, "can we actually properly restart? I will try to be normal, but I wont force you this time. Just say no and I will go."

Marik bit his lip, it was true his friends so far were already weird what would one more weirdo do to the group, "you promise to not to ever mention anything you know about me in Egypt?" Akefia nodded.

"I will not mention it again, unless you ever want me too or if I have your permission."

"I guess," Marik held out a hand, "I'm Marik Ishtar, I was told to take you around the school. Your name is?"

"Akefia, it's nice to meet you," he smiled sweetly at Marik and shook his hand, "my favourite subject at school is art and mapping. I'm not a great runner, what about you?"

"Ok than I like English, and I'm really good a history even though I don't always enjoy it and I'm ok at running, but I'm horrible at sports."

"Oh, I'm not that great at sports either."

"These are my friends," Marik gestured to the rest of the group, "I will leave you in their capable hands for a moment." Marik figured Yugi said he was his friend earlier so that meant they did count him as friends.

"Ok," Akefia smiled Marik was actually restarting. Not everyone in the group seemed as willing as Marik, but he didn't mind if they liked him still. Only Marik. Mariku was still glaring at him though, "you know your brother gives up much easier then you. He forgives much faster, you could learn from him."

"He shouldn't forgive that fast, and you bloody shouldn't talk to him," Mariku growled seating himself back down.

"Well your lucky he does, otherwise those cuts I felt on his arm I assume from you should still be making him hate you," Akefia smirked at Mariku. "But he doesn't, if I wasn't mistaken I pretty sure I felt an M on his arm. Did you carve your name into it?" Akefia looked at Mariku expectantly, the other teen was silent, "I take your silence as a yes, what sick brother does that? But none the less he likes you so I see no reason for him not to like me too. I have caused him no physical harm, I just simply knew too much for his liking. All I really did was go to your old house, people go to other people's houses all the time. I have not carved my name into his arm or tried to hurt him in any way."

"If you claim to know so much about him then you should of known you hurt him," Mariku growled, "he is very sensitive about his past."

"I know, but I didn't know any other way to get him to like me," Akefia sighed.

"Well look where it got you," Mariku growled, "he hates you, he's just to nice to admit it. He laughs things off like that."

"Well anyway it's not you that I care about," Akefia rolled his eyes, "so let me see, your Anzu, Miho, Honda, Jounouchi, Otogi, Yami, Yugi, Mariku and your Bakura right?"

"Yes Akefia," Anzu nodded, "why are you so interested in Marik?"

"Why?" Akefia tried to think of a good reason without mentioning the things he knew about Marik from Egypt, "I like him. I can't tell you why, because if I did I would break the one rule Marik made. I don't intend to do that."

"Hm, ok?" Honda scratched his head, he was kind of confused.

"Any way, I do hope you don't all hate me," Akefia stared at the group, "like I understand I seem strange, but I promise I mean no harm. Unless one of you decided to harm Marik. He is already broken." Everyone stared at him silently.

"I'm back?" Marik walked up behind everyone, they all seemed tense. "Did I miss something?"

"Nope," Akefia smiled, "do you want to go to the movie after school?"

"Um, not really," Marik sat down quietly, "I'm not a big fan. Most of them are boring."

"Oh, what about the park? Or somewhere else?" Akefia suggested.

"I guess we could hang out at my house?" Marik shrugged, "but you can't be weird."

"I won't," Akefia smiled at Mariku's deadly glare, "we're going to have so much fun!"

"Ok, but I have work to catch up on you know? Plus you distracted me during class and I didn't get anything done."

"Thats ok, I'm so pleased!" Akefia smiled hugging onto Marik's arm again.

Marik froze, "um Akefia?"

"Hm?"

"New rule, no random hugging. Ok?" Marik tried to look at the other teen with the corner of his eyes.

"Ok," he quickly released Marik's arm.

"Like it's ok to do sometimes, just don't do it often," Marik tried to explain, "um, just try to not do it. Oh! Katio!" Marik smiled as a blue haired girl came over to the group, "Akefia this is one of my other friends Katio."

"Hello Katio, its nice to meet you," Akefia smiled, "I'm Akefia, Marik's new boyfriend!" He smiled, "don't look at me like that, I'm a boy and I'm your friend. So it makes sense."

"You could of just said friend!" Marik protested.

"But, I was able to get a better gist of how Katio likes you," Akefia looked up at the other girl, "she seems to view you in a romantic way, I could tell from her reaction."

"Um, hello Akefia," Katio nodded sitting down awkwardly, "you were new to class today, were you?"

"Yes, are you in my class?" he eyed the other girl.

"Yep," she smiled sweetly at him, she wasn't keen on him so far. But he was Marik's friend so that had to mean something, than again Marik hung out with Bakura too. "Hey Marik, we're getting a group task later. Did you want to be partners? We could be a group of three or two!"

"Um, well that's great Katio, but I think I should go with Mariku," Marik pointed at his brother, Mariku smirked. "It's just easier that way."

"We could be a group of three?" she suggested.

"I don't think Mariku would want that, sorry Katio," Marik shrugged looking at his brother who nodded.

"Can I work with you Marik?" Akefia looked at Marik hopefully, he didn't know anyone really else in the class, "please. Your my only friend in the class and I've been here for less than a day."

"Akefia, again I don't think Mariku would want anyone else in our group, plus now you know Ryou, and Katio and Bakura but I doubt he would let you in his group either. Than again he will probably go with Ryou, but you and Katio could go together," Marik tried to think.

"Maybe I wanted to go by myself," Bakura pouted from outside the group, he kind of just wanted to work with Marik but he could see no one but Mariku was for some reason was aloud to do that.

"But Bakura, it's a group task," Marik turned around to the other teen, "and I doubt you would do anything by yourself."

"I would set a new record on the dumb thing!" Bakura snarled.

"Worlds lowest score maybe," Marik chuckled, "but if you don't want to go with Ryou who do you plan on going with? Like I mean it just sounds like you didn't want to go with your brother, but I've never seen you talk with anyone else in the class except for your personal fan club."

"I never said I didn't want to go with Ryou," Bakura growled, "I was just saying I didn't have to and I could be your partner."

"I know you've been listening, I'm already Mariku's partner," Marik really didn't get Bakura sometimes.

"Ryou can be Mariku's stupid partner," Bakura snarled, "he doesn't always have to be your partner."

"Bakura, I can't just shove him with Ryou. I know he's not going to do anything," Marik looked at his brother.

"Hey! I'm very bloody motivational!" Mariku snapped.

"Yes where would I be without your motivational are you done yet's?" Marik sighed focusing his gaze back on his brother.

"I wouldn't mind working on the project with Mariku," Ryou smiled sweetly, "I could use the motivational are you done yet's!" Ryou added excitedly.

"What!?" both Marik and Mariku turned to Ryou.

"You want to work with my brother?"

"Hey! That makes it seem like no body would want to work with me!"

"Nobody normally does!"

"But the way you put it made me seem like I couldn't force someone to, I do have a knife," Mariku smirked, "I could get anyone to work with me."

"Ok, but not willingly," Marik smirked.

"But yes I would love to work with Mariku, what do you say? I think Bakura would rather go with Marik than me anyway," Ryou smiled at the other teen.

Mariku glared at him, "fine." He spat it venomously, but he didn't say no. Ryou clasped his hands together happily and stared at the other teen.

"Really!" Ryou stared at Mariku with shinning eyes, he hadn't expected him to agree.

"Yes, but you have to expect to be doing most of the work," Mariku growled.

"I'm ok with that," Ryou smiled, "do you mind taking my brother, plus I don't think anyone else in the class would want him and Bakura before you say anything you just admitted Marik would be the only person except me you would want to work with."

"I said I could go by my self," Bakura pouted.

"What I'm not good enough for you?" Marik smirked, "Akefia thinks I'm good enough, you can go with one of your little fangirls."

"What! No bloody way I'm I being stuck with one of those idiots! No, your bloody being my partner!" Bakura fought back.

"Maybe he wants to be my partner," Akefia smirked, making sure not to hug Marik's arm again.

"Do I just attract all the random jerks of the class," Marik sighed.

"I'm not a jerk!" Akefia complained.

"Sure, fine. I attract werido's," Marik stared at the other teen, "better?"

"I guess," Akefia shrugged.

"But if your both so desperate to be my partner, why don't we go in a group of three?" Marik suggested. Flicking some of his golden hair out of his face. "And no, neither of you are working with me separately."

"Fine," they both spat crossing there arms.

"Well I think that was the bell," Jounouchi announced. Everyone nodded, Marik shrugged and left into the classroom with Akefia and Bakura. Mariku shrugged as well and went into the classroom with Ryou following closely behind, than Katio sighed and followed them too. "Wow, everyone seems to be fighting over Marik and I don't think he realises it yet."

"Hm, well from what I know he has been counted as one of the hottest guys in the year group," Miho added giggly. "Bakura-san is the top of the list currently," she added as an after thought.

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Yes! I introduced another weird character! Two in a row! Akefia is the ancient Egyptian version of Bakura by the way if you couldn't guess and yes he can be a bit creepy towards Marik and does know about Marik's past. He can switch moods very easily from acting like a two year old to being completely serious. I know this probably isn't a typically personality for Akefia and I realise that isn't actually his proper name, its just the one I'm using for him in this. Also I just wanted him to have golden eyes.

Also poor Katio! Marik practically forgot about her! (She is so losing…)

Thankyou for reading…