Warnings: Rating M, Swearing, Child Abuse. If this type of thing offends you then DO NOT READ! This is a fictional story ONLY and nothing more. Flames will be used to toast my marshmallows. I own nothing!!
Chap 25: School Day
Bakura had found himself struggling to keep up with what the Teachers were talking about in class. He hadn't realized just how much he had missed out over the year. Marik had offered to get him extra help at home to catch up, that would make it easier on him before coming here. Bakura knew he could handle it and be caught up and ahead of everyone else in this school within the month… if he wanted too.
Bakura walked out of the library with a book in hand and headed across the grounds flipping mindlessly through the pages. Bakura didn't see a point in getting good marks and getting comfortable here as Marik was bound to get sick of Ryou and him and kick them out. He stopped glancing at the city that bustled beyond the fence line of the school. He should really leave this place and get a job or should he place what little trust he had left on Marik and stay? To be a normal teenager was so foreign to him, but something he truly wanted.
Bakura walked on, he wasn't interested in getting a girlfriend or a car or even friends and Hell only knew that he wasn't after a family to take care of him. Bakura could take care of himself and Ryou just fine… if Marik didn't want him for sex and money, which wouldn't have been all that bad to have slept with Marik if forced too. Bakura growled and scolded himself for his thoughts; Marik had been furious with him and had hit him, twice for bringing it up.
What did Marik want? No one in their right mind would take in two street kids.
Bakura sat down at a stone table under a tree and placed his book out in front of him and cradled his chin on the palm of his hand. Marik had placed an interesting offer to be more like a brother then a keeper-father like figure, god knows that a father was the last thing Bakura wanted for him and Ryou. Marik, to Bakura seemed a brother roll would suit him much better anyway. "You're in my seat!" Snapped a voice from behind him, Bakura glanced up to find four teens glaring at him.
Bakura sighed not really wanting to make trouble on his first day and his injuries were still on the mead so fighting anyway was out of the question and he wasn't a lover of pain. Bakura got up and had every intention of leaving and letting them have the table. "I didn't say you could leave either." Bakura was grabbed onto and slammed up against the tree, "fresh meat should learn who I am." Bakura gasped out in pain from his wounds being knocked. "I'm Keith; those three are Bones, Rex and Sid." Keith wore his uniform untidily and screamed the rebellious type, with his scruffy blonde hair, facile stubble, told Bakura that this Keith was an older student and maybe had repeated a year or two. There were guys like him in every school.
"Take your hands off me!" Bakura growled while glaring and give Keith a hard shove to the chest knocking him away, a small crowd had started to gather around them.
"Don't let him talk to you like that!" The shortest one had called out, dark hair, pasty pale skin and rather thin, going by the name of Bones, when the taller one next to him hissed his name out for him to shut up.
"Rules are, you give me your money and I might consider you a friend." Keith grinned and surged forward hitting Bakura in the stomach.
Bakura fell to the ground gasping in pain and coughing as he clutched at his still healing stomach and mumbled out a few curses. "Why don't you go hang with the girls they at least could show you how to put up a better fight." Bones said and laughter came from all around Bakura and the ones laughing the hardest were the four that started this.
Bakura shakily got to his feet while placing his own hand in through his jacket, jumper and shirt to his wound and pulled his hand out and saw no blood, which was a good sign. Bakura hit rage point, the time spent fighting against gang members for rights to stay and sleep in some run-down-rat-infested-dump had taught him was to take out the leader then the rest would leave him alone… sometimes he had to be brutal. "Get back here and say that!" Bakura lunged forward hitting Keith in the ribs and it was on. Chants and calls came from the bystanders as they pushed and shoved each other to get a better view of the new guy and the well known bully fighting.
Like bloodhounds after the fox, Teachers swarmed the area to stop the fighting and students fled the area so not to get caught up in the fight by accident. Bakura had straddled Keith's waist and delivered a good hit, breaking Keith's nose just as he was pulled off and dragged away along with the bully.
Bakura now sat in the office and could hear Keith getting chewed out by the principle in the room across from him, the door closed for privacy. The woman behind the administration desk didn't even glance up at him once, most likely used to seeing troublesome students. "Why so down?" Someone asked and Bakura glanced up to find two males grinning at him and a girl.
"Get lost." Bakura turned back to staring at the principle's office door; he looked back at them as the three sat around him anyway.
"So what did you do to get Keith's attention?" Asked the girl, she had long blond hair and wide green eyes and had a rather impish look to her features that screamed she could be trouble at times.
"A bug in a jar would keep Keith entertained for about two days." Grinned the guy with hair just as wild as Marik's and dark eyes with a strange scar on his left cheek. Bakura just stared at them in disbelief, were they deaf or just stupid?
"Keith has gotten a lot more violent lately." She mumbled glancing over to the other teen that was with them, long black hair and wide storm gray eyes. "Not even the girls are safe from him."
The one with the long hair and gray eyes glanced at Bakura again. "I'm sorry we didn't introduce ourselves, I'm Mokuba, Mako and Rebecca…"
"I don't care." Bakura snapped as he stood up swiftly walking towards the door when it was opened and Keith walked out. "Find someone else to bother." He said to the three and without another word or looking back Bakura walked into the office and strangely had reminded him of his old friends back in England.
Malik was still clutching Marik's badge and his backpack well after the bell had rung for lunch. It was horrible sitting in that room and having the woman pushing him into doing what everyone else was doing. Malik had broken down into tears quite a few times. They didn't understand at all. Now he sat outside by himself under a tree. "Everyone is playing, Malik." Ms. Sanders said, almost standing over him like she had all morning. They had told her that Malik was a hard case, though she never thought this hard.
Malik could see them all and how they were just like Ryou, so interested in playing on the equipment and with each other. "The whole point in you being here Malik is to learn. Now, I can't teach you if you don't want to learn." She frowned as Malik pulled his knees more tightly to his chest and crushing his bag as well. "Do I need to call your father and tell him how uncooperative you have been in class?" Malik placed his face into his backpack and sobbed, again. "Malik, tears will not work here!" She said firmly though felt pity for the child. "You have to learn that you can't ignore everything around you." She was only doing her job and times did call for her to be a little hard on them as special needy children were often hard to get to do anything, just like Malik was now. It took time and work to get them to open up.
Malik clutched the backpack and… oh no, that really uncomfortable feeling of needing to use the bathroom washed over him. Ms. Sanders wasn't letting him go anywhere without asking in one form or another, she had made it so clear that morning… so how did he get to go to the toilet? "Malik," Ryou said approaching him at running speed… "Come play with me Malik." Ryou fell to his knees in the thin layer of snow beside him, Ms. Sanders sighed as she turned away to patrol the play area. "I made lots of friends and they want to play with you as…" Ryou trailed off as Malik gave him a look. "What is it?" Ryou lent in closer with a tilt of his head a frown of concentration on his little face.
"Was someone mean to you?" Ryou gasped he knew it; just wait once he found them Ryou was going to shove snow up their jumpers until they cried, that would show them.
Well beside the Teacher being pushy, no one had been mean or said anything nasty to him, the others in Malik's classroom were very friendly… Malik shook his head no.
"Are you hungry? Did you eat all of your lunch? I have some food still in my bag; you can have it if you like?" Again Malik shook his head and bit his lip, he had eaten. Ryou wrinkled his nose up a little. "Are you sick?" Ryou placed his hand against Malik's forward to feel his temperature. "It's not that," Ryou sat back with sigh as Malik gave him that strange expression… when it came to him… well he had pulled that face on Bakura quite a few times. "You need the toilet!" Ryou just about yelled out to the whole school happily. "Come on." Ryou stood up and brushed the snow from his pants and took Malik's hand in his and led him back inside.
Ryou stopped outside the boy's bathroom facing Malik. "You can't hold that while you go." He took Marik's badge and inspected it a moment before opening Malik's jacket up and snapping it onto his shirt. "There," Ryou zipped Malik's jacket back up. "You don't have to hold it anymore and no one can take it from you." Retaking Malik's hand Ryou pulled him into the bathroom.
A short time later both boys stepped out of the bathroom and headed back outside, and only made it half way down the empty halls. "Well, look at you Malik." A rather tall man dressed in pale blue overalls and matching hat and black boots. "All dressed up and looking like a little boy."
"You can't talk to us!" Ryou said firmly well Kura always talked and often people ran away, use big words with a growly voice. "You're a stranger or even a bad men, so go away." The man turned his dark eyes onto the pale boy with a sneer … oh what were those other words his brother always said at the end… "Or else." Ryou growled out though not even sounding half as aggressive as Bakura would have.
The man moved forward and placed his hand on Ryou's head and shoved him away, Ryou hit the ground hard on his side. Malik wide eyed was backing up slowly as the man was walking towards him. "Wow Malik." He said with fake niceness, Malik wasn't fooled he knew his father's friend better then anyone. "You look so good, being fed, dressed nicely and even going to school like all the other vermin." He said smoothly, Malik was trembling so badly that he didn't think that he could stand on his own two feet. "Got yourself some sucker to look after you… but what about your father?" Tears finally broke free running down Malik's cheeks, to afraid to close his eyes and wish the man away. "He worries about you, he misses you."
Malik's eyes widened even more when his back hit a row of lockers. "But me Malik, I worry more that you have opened your mouth and talked." He stopped only a foot from the boy, towering over Malik and casting his shadow over him. Malik shook his head again, he hadn't talked, hadn't said one word or one sound… wait he had laughed that time with Marik and played with Ryou in the snow.
"Leave him alone." Ryou charged at the man and latched onto his arm and bit him as hard as he could.
"You little bastard!" The man grabbed Ryou by the back of his jacket and pulled him off his arm and pinned Ryou to the floor using his knees to hold him down and pulled out his pocket knife.
"Get off, get…" Ryou's rant was cut off as the man tightly grabbed Ryou about the face, adding pressure to the jawbone joints on either side his face and forced his mouth open.
"You know what happens to boys who talk, right Malik?" Ryou whimpered and thrashed about to get free, clawing and kicking to no effect. Malik couldn't take his eyes off the man. "I cut their tongues out, don't I?" Malik let out a loud whimper when that knife got too close to Ryou's face; Malik threw both of his hands up to cover his mouth. The man let go of Ryou and now had Malik pinned flat against the lockers, the pocket knife right in his face. "Or should I cut your tongue out Malik and make you eat it?" His eyes narrowed and shadowed by the hat. Malik's heart just about stopped in his fear and he would have wet himself by now if it hadn't been for the fact that he had just gone, tears were falling freely without sound to accompany them, his breath was labored and his chest heaved with every breath. "That Detective will end up like all the girls, dead." Malik shut his eyes tightly and shook his head. "Listen to me Malik, I know what's best." He roughly grabbed Malik's chin and pushed his head against the lockers making a banging sound and Malik snapped his eyes open to stare into the man's eyes. "This Marik guy, doesn't want you, no one wants you because you're a bad little boy and people don't like bad boys." He gently brushed the hair from Malik's face. "So, when you see your father next, you are going to go home with him where you are loved and looked after, right?" He narrowed his eyes and gave Malik a hard shove into the locker. "Right?!"
Malik nodded his head yes just as the shrill sound of the bell echoed through the halls.
The man pocketed his knife away swiftly; he grabbed Malik by the front of his jacket and hissed. "Just one word Malik about this and we'll come and kill everyone you know and then when we get you home, you're going to get it big time." With that he turned and walked away vanishing around a corner as students and Teachers filled the hallway.
Ryou even though was shaken and still very much frightened he scrambled to his feet and rushed forward, "Malik, Malik are you alright?" Ryou was so going to tell on that bad men and his Daddy was going to lock him away forever.
Marik stepped out of Yami's office, they had a plan set for the money drop off with Dartz and arrest him at the same time and hopefully have the charges stick or maybe Bakura would speak up and they could charge Dartz with murder. "There she is again." Yami said with a nod of his head.
"Who?" Marik glanced about.
"Her." Yami pointed over to the poster wall of missing persons. "Every day for a few hours she's here, we approach her and she runs."
"Oh her… she looks like a pro to me." Marik said and taking a better look at her, dressed in a tight black skirt, ladder-net stockings, high heel black boots that stopped just under her knees and a old brown fur coat, her short dyed blonde and black hair was pinned up and her worn out look on her face told Marik that she hadn't had a descent night sleep in a while or she was on withdraws from some drug she couldn't afford.
"I'll get the paper work done and organize a few things." Eddy said walking out of the room Marik and Yami had just come out of.
"Thanks Eddy." Marik said still watching the woman. "Boss?" Marik stopped him. "Do you mind if I chat with the woman, find out why she's here?"
Eddy glanced at her then back at Marik. "You're still suspended."
"C'mon, no one can get them talking like I can." Marik flashed him a grin.
"I don't know if I should be pleased to hear that or concerned." Eddy frowned then nodded his head. "I'm going to lunch, play nice."
Marik with that same grin turned to Yami holding out his hand. "Cuffs."
"Don't have them." Yami said looking anywhere but at his friend. "I gave them to Yugi for show 'n' tell." Marik raised an eyebrow knowing he was lying. "Oh alright, but what are you going to do?" Yami sighed pulling them out and handing them over.
"She broke a law." Marik's grin widened. "I think we have to have a little chat about it, she could be planning to rob the station."
"What?" Yami followed though confused. "What the hell are you on? And could I get some?" Marik shot him look from over his shoulder and Yami gave him a mischievous grin of his own.
"Ms?" Before she could turn about Marik had her pushed to the wall face first and was slapping the cuffs on behind her back.
"What? I have done nothing wrong!" She yelled struggling a little. "You can't do this! What I'm charged with?"
"Loitering," Marik pulled her away from the wall by one arm and down a hallway into an interrogation room, where he forced her to sit down.
Yami called for Shizuka to sit in with them and observe, she stopped what she was doing and followed behind him and stood in the room with the two-way mirror and watched them in the next room.
"I want a lawyer and my phone call." She struggled against him when she was seated and kicked the table a little in her anger.
"You'll only get a lawyer who couldn't give a shit about you and I don't think your pimp will pay to bail you out." Marik sat down on the other side of the table as Yami just stood by the mirror and watched. "All we want here is to talk to you." She glared at him then at Yami and back to Marik. "You keep running from us and loitering doesn't look good. I can however drop the charge if you tell us why you're here every day for the past few days."
"I'm missing someone." She said with annoyed sigh and asked. "Could, could you please take these off?" Yami walked over and undid her handcuffs and walked back to where he was standing before, she thanked him softly and rubbed her wrists a little.
"Who are you missing? We maybe able too help you." Marik said smoothly leaning back in his chair, there was something about her that he couldn't quite place; it seemed that she had some class or manners on the way she spoke as most prostitutes or anyone they brought in would be throwing up a profanity storm and threats while trying to get away.
"Officer, I have been looking for them for a year with good clues on where they could be and I still haven't found them, so what makes you think you can?" Her eyes locked with Marik's.
"Our computers are linked with every other police station in the country, plus we have the best officer who specializes in missing persons, if we can't find them with your help then they aren't on this planate anymore." It was half truth and most likely not even that, but Shizuka was the best Marik had ever seen and she did her job damn well.
"I just want them back." She said with tears in her eyes, before Marik could say anything his cell phone rang.
"Sorry, I'll be right back." Marik was up on his feet and left the room while answering the phone. "Hello Detective Ishtar speaking."
'It's Principal Hide.' Came her stern though soft voice. 'We ran into some trouble with Malik and Ryou.'
"What trouble?" Marik knew that his boys weren't the trouble making kind.
'Malik had an attack we had to call an ambulance and Ryou won't talk to us about what brought it on.' She sighed. 'Both children have been taken to the hospital and I'm here with them and I'll wait for you so we can talk; I'm sorry Mr. Ishtar I really am.' She then gave Marik the name of the hospital, not waiting for a goodbye Marik just hung up on her.
His cell phone went off again, growling in announce he answered it. "Detective Ishtar."
'It's Principle Mr.Gellor.' Marik raised an eyebrow at the rather snide voice. 'Bakura is here ready to be picked up now, and while you do we must talk on his behavior and fighting on school grounds.'
"I'm on my way." Marik said and hung up while walking back into the room. "Yami I have to go, my boys are in some kinda trouble at school."
"It's fine Marik." Yami said moving towards the table and woman. "I got you covered." He watched as Marik left the room and then he turned to the woman.
"Now," Yami smiled while opening up a small book. "Let's start with your name and who went missing."
She hesitated for a moment wondering if it was such a good idea. "I'm Sakie Winhall and my two sons went missing a little over a year ago." Yami nodded writing it down.
"Your son's names and ages?" Yami said only glancing up for a moment.
"Bakura Winhall fifteen years old and my Ryou who's four… no wait… he had his birthday last month." She corrected herself sadly on missing out on his birthday. "Ryou's five."
"Bakura and Ryou?" Yami stopped writing, could she mean Marik's Bakura and Ryou? "Do you have a photo of them, something recent maybe?"
"Yes." Sakie nodded going right for her pocket and pulled out a worn photo and handed it over. "I know I hadn't done the right thing by them before… but I know I can make it up to them. Once I find them." Yami felt like smacking his head on the table, why was he always the one lumped with bad news to give?
Marik walked into the high school office and up to the administrations desk. "Marik?" He turned about at hearing his name and saw Bakura stand up from a small row of seats with his backpack in hand.
"What happened?" Marik said firmly and noticed Bakura's torn up shirt and dirty pants.
"Some jerk wailed on me for cash." Bakura said as Marik stopped within a foot from him and titled the teen's head back to look at the good bruise on Bakura's jaw. "I get hauled here like it's my fault and get chewed out by that wanker in there." He nodded towards the principle's office; the woman behind the desk cleared her throat unimpressed to hear such a thing. "Can-it granny!" Bakura said irritably. "You were probably listening at the door."
"Come here!" Marik's short tempered grabbed Bakura by his jacket and pulled him away a little from the woman to get his full attention. "What were you thinking staring a fight on your first day of school?"
"He started it, comes out from nowhere, starts mouthing off and I'm meant to take it?" Bakura growled back.
"Look," Marik said sighing and running a hand through his hair. "Let's just get this over with for now and we can talk later about this."
"Why? What happened?" Bakura asked suspiciously and truthfully he had expected Marik to chew him out as well as every damn Teacher in the school already had a piece of him.
"Ah, Mr. Ishtar," Came the rather short round man from the office door holding out his pudgy hand to be shaken in greeting.
"Mr. Gellor." Marik shook his hand firmly and Bakura rolled his eyes and held back a snort.
"Would you please step into my office?" He gestured with a wave of his hand.
"No, I'm in hurry." Marik said lightly grabbing Bakura's arm to leave.
"I wish to speak to you about your troublesome son." Gellor said shooting a glare at Bakura; it was noticed by Marik.
"He's my younger brother." Marik said before Bakura could let out a snide comment and was left staring at Marik, not sure if he heard right.
"Well, then maybe I should be taking to his parents and not you." He said rudely and turned to leave.
"I am taking care of Bakura and you'll speak to me, not down to me." Marik said exasperated with him already.
"Bakura here was found beating up another student." He turned his eyes onto Bakura. "I do not tolerate such behavior from students… so I suspended him for two weeks and when Bakura returns he'll have detention for a month."
"What?!" Bakura snapped ready to give this bastard a beating.
"What does this other student get?" Marik asked, not pleased at all on how unfair this guy was being to Bakura.
"Nothing, Bakura here was the culprit and will be punished as such." Bakura growled and took a step forward and Marik quickly raised an arm and stopped him.
"Bakura told me that this student is a known bully in this school." Marik said.
"He has been known to make trouble from time to time and punished accordingly, but he is no bully." Mr. Gellor said sounding quiet proud that he didn't have such students in his school.
Marik narrowed his eyes and took a threatening step forward that Mr. Gellor looked ready to run into his office and hide. "If this student touches Bakura again I'll have him slapped with assault charges that'll make his head spin, then I'll take a complaint about you to the department of education." Bakura flat out grinned and couldn't have been more pleased with Marik sticking up for him. "So I suggest that you take the care to listen and then do something about this mess."
"Mr. Ishtar that's not necessary." The principle flustered.
"It is when Bakura gets beaten up and when he is still recovering from serious injuries, then taking the rap for something that isn't his fault." Marik took in a deep breath and glanced at his watch, he had been here too long. "Now, if you don't mind I'll be happy to discus this at a later time with you, but as I said I'm in a hurry." Marik shot him a glare. "It was nice seeing you again, Mr. Gellor." All politeness void in Marik's tone.
"Yes, yes, I'll get to the bottom of this mess before this week is out." He said as Marik and Bakura left.
"You were awesome." Bakura grinned walking along side Marik and nudged the older male playfully while adding. "You sure put him in his place."
"I think he needed it." Marik said with a slight smirk. "But this means that you can't go around making trouble and thinking I'm going to get you out of it every time." He warned the teen.
"Scouts honor." Bakura said did the salute as well.
"I doubt that you have ever been a Scout." Marik snorted.
"Was one for seven years," Bakura said as they stepped out into the car park and the two stopped beside Marik's car, then suddenly Bakura was right against him with his arms about his waist and head on his chest in a hug, Bakura added seriously and voice muffled by the others jacket. "Thanks Marik."
Marik hadn't been sure what to do at first so he asked, "for what?" He glanced down at the teen as he returned the hug.
"For sticking up for me… no one has done that in a long time." Bakura's voice had fallen to an almost whisper.
"You're welcome." Marik said, and then Bakura pulled away on his own, Marik add. "Let's go we have wasted enough time taking to that idiot of a principle."
Marik walked through the doors of the hospital with Bakura close behind him and approached the waiting area. Ms. Hide stood and greeted them. "What happened?" Marik asked her.
"I truly don't know." She said. "Malik was found passed out and Ryou in tears saying something about an attack." She looked generally worried and upset. "My staff is looking into seeing if one of the students is responsible, but I wouldn't count on finding out that way." Marik knew no child would own up to something like this.
"Marik?" He turned about and saw Tucker walking towards him. "I've been looking after Malik and Ryou."
"Has Ryou said anything?" Marik asked.
"Ryou had a panic attack, shortness of breath… He's not talking right now and just hides under a blanket." She said.
"What about Malik?" Marik asked wanting to know what had happened to his boys to have them both end up in here.
"Malik's attack was more serious, though he did stop breathing on his way over. He also went a little hysterical to the point that I had to sedate him. I'm afraid that something big set him off."
"Can I see them?" Marik asked now worried as all kinds of set backs with Malik would take place and he would never see Malik happy or smile again and with Ryou not talking Marik just didn't like the sound of that.
"Sure." Tucker said stepping back and waited for him.
"Can I see them too?" Bakura asked.
"Can you get back to me if you find anything at all?" Marik asked Ms. Hide. "I also want a record of all employees and visitors that have been on school grounds for today."
"I don't think I can give out that information." She said. "But I'll see what I can do." Marik thanked her and followed Tucker with Bakura at his side.
"Malik would be still sleeping, but Ryou is, right, in, here." She opened a door and stepped aside to let them in and followed after them.
"Ryou?" Marik walked right to the bed and pulled the covers off his head, the boy glanced up and looked right to Bakura and started to cry, loudly. Ryou got to his feet on the bed and held out his arms for Bakura.
"Hey Runt." Bakura said softly and picked him up in a hug and let him cry into his chest. "Who was it?" Bakura asked patting Ryou's back to help calm him down. Ryou shook his head and gripped onto his older brother more tightly.
"You two will be alright while I go see Malik?" Marik asked, not at all upset that Ryou choose Bakura for comfort and not him.
"Yeah," Bakura nodded his head.
Tucker and Marik walked down to the next room where Malik was resting. "Malik will be pretty much out of it until some time tomorrow morning." She opened the door and followed Marik in; a nurse was looking in on the boy and filling in his chart. "He's breathing fine now."
Marik walked over to the bed and saw Malik laying in the middle of it, fast asleep wrapped up in a blanket on his side, "When can I take him home?" Marik asked. He hated seeing Malik in a place like this.
"I don't think that is a good idea in case Malik needs further sedation from whatever it is that happened to him today." Tucker said. "Until we know for sure, Malik should stay hospitalized until we can get a psychiatrist to look at him."
"And drugging him is your answer until then?" Marik growled at her turning to face her, "Malik doesn't need drugs, and I have a damn good shrink for him."
"He is a traumatized little boy." Tucker shot back anger etched her voice. "I sedated him due to the fact that he was hysterical."
"Right and the best place for Malik would be at home, drug free." Marik narrowed his eyes at her. "Now, can I take him home?"
"You are going to make things worse from him." Tucker growled at him then said giving in. "I'll write something up for him to take at home should he have another lapse." Walking out of the room she threw over her shoulder. "Just call me if you need me, you have my numbers."
Later that night Marik finally gotten the boys home from the hospital, Ryou refused to leave Bakura's side and Malik was still sleeping.
Marik walked into his bedroom and pulled the covers back and placed Malik down into his bed and started to remove the boy's shoes, shocks, jacket and jumper. Malik opened his eyes a little as Marik covered him up. "Hey." He lent in a little so Malik could see him. "Do you want something to drink?" Marik asked, Malik tired and heavy as his limbs were, he reached up and touched Marik's face. Marik took his hand in his and said. "Whatever happened today at school doesn't matter right now, okay? I just want you to rest." He brushed Malik's hair from his eyes.
The boy did a long tired blink before he refocused on Marik again. "You're safe here Malik I promise." He lent down and kissed Malik on the forehead and tucked him in a little more, Malik was already fast asleep before Marik could walk to the door.
He stopped just outside Bakura's bedroom door and looked in to see the teen laying on the bed and a lump next to him, Ryou was curled up under the covers. "I'm getting a drink, you want something?" Marik asked.
"Yeah," Bakura whispered back and carefully stood so not to wake up his little brother and followed Marik downstairs.
TBC
I'm in full mental-meltdown for the next chapter of My Dark World, it's just this one spot that I'm stuck on and can't get over, so once I make up my mind the posting will come, anyway Review please, (Love and Cookies)