A/N:
None really lol.....well actually review and tell me if ya want a lemon okay?
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DAY FIVE!
Malik wandered through a tunnel of darkness. How did I get here? Am I dead? I can't be dead! I remember waking up!
He continued pacing forwards, each footstep creating a crunching sound, like the crackling of dead leaves. The immense darkness was as thick as blood. Malik didn't like it. Is this hell? Where AM I?
Malik came to a wall of solid black, unlike the thick foggy mist he had been walking through earlier. He pointed out to it with his index finger, and it rippled like water. Malik put his arm through it, and soon walked through the gel-like passage, giving him chills and tingles wherever it came in contact with his body.
Malik entered a small cavern, which appeared to be a room. A dim pillar of light shone on a stone tablet, laying horizontally, supported by perfectly-carved stones at the base. It's like a bed...he thought. At every corner there was a small, dead tree protruding up from the cracked, barren ground. White mist spread through the room, causing Malik to shiver.
But then, he noticed a figure lying on the stone tablet as it came into vision. Its hands were bound with thorny vines at each corner, and then tied tightly to the little dead trees. Its feet were bound and tied as well. The mist cleared, revealng the figure's spiky blonde hair.
"Oh Ra..." Malik said aloud as the mist cleared and revealed the rest of the body. The figure lay in a pool of dark blood, and was tied to the trees by the stone. His head lay slack, and bruises covered his body.
Malik rushed over to the beaten and naked body of his yami. Malik reached out and lay a hand over Marik's chest. The second he and his yami came into contact, Marik awoke.
Marik looked up at Malik, with tears swelling in his eyes.
"What...what did they do to you...?" Malik whispered. "Someone hurt you!" he cried, looking into Marik's swollen eyes.
Marik moaned in pain, and looked at Malik. Malik walked over and examined Marik's hands, and touched the thorn-covered vines that bound them. The vines fell in ashes to the ground. Malik did this to the remaining three vines, and knelt down beside his darkness.
"Malik...." he whispered. "They....said you would never come for me....only my light could break the bonds and save me...you came...." he said. He clenched his teeth and winced, moaning in pain again.
Malik slid his hands under his yami's back, and lifted him up off the tablet. Blood still dripped from Marik's open wounds, and stained Malik's clothes as he cradled his yami and walked away from the chamber. Marik shivered, and Malik began to grow cold as well.
***
Malik's eyes shot open, and met the white celing of a building. He felt sheets around him, and the tight squeezing of bandages around his chest.
"Marik!!!" he yelled, discovering that his voice was hoarse and weak. Kai knelt beside him, jolted by his sudden awakening.
"Malik! Sshhh. 'Ts all right. Oh, also...they caught the murderer," she said.
"Marik, my yami...I found him..."
"No, Bakura did. Look to your left." she said. Malik turned his head to his side, and looked upon his yami in a hospital bed next to him.
"Bakura tried to communicate with you through your mind. By that dream you had, he found out where Marik was. He went into the Shadow Realm and rescued him. If it wasn't for you, he'd still be lying there, alone. He was under s spell that could only be broken by his light. You saved him, Malik."
"Someone hurt him!" snapped Malik.
Kai dropped her head and looked at the floor. "Malik...he---let Bakura tell you." Kai walked off into the adjacent room, and Bakura walked inside and sat down by Malik.
"Malik, don't blame yourself. The only thing you did was save Marik's life." he said. "Marik.....Marik was tortured by someone....Marik was raped, Malik."
Malik sat in silence, and looked over at his resting yami. He sat up in his bed, despite that the bandages on his chest hurt him so. He had regained his strength, and he attempted to get up out of bed. It took him a while to regain his balance, but after a few minutes, he walked over to the desk and dressed himself sloppily. He wandered over to his yami and sat down.
"How could I let this happen to him?!" he yelled to himself.
"That's probably the way he feels about you," said Bakura.
"What?"
"He knew what happened to you. He could feel it. He had been lying there, alone, feeling everything you felt and seeing everything you saw," said Bakura. "Someone, probably a dark spirit, tied him up and brutally beat him. Then--well, you know what happened after that."
Malik laid a hand on Marik's face, which was also slashed and red from being hit and slapped.
A small flame of anger was raging inside Malik. He wanted to inflict pain on whoever....whatever had done his to his yami.
"Malik....he'll wake up eventually. The wolves are playing a soccer game today....maybe you could take Marik along with you."
Malik nodded.
Bakura walked out of the hospital room, leaving Malik and his yami behind. Marik groaned, catching Malik's attention.
"Malik...the rod---give it to me...."
Malik grabbed the Sennen Rod from the table enxt to Marik's bed, and helped Marik sit up. He sat down beside his weak yami and looked him in the eye.
Marik lifted up a bandaged arm and touched the tip of the Sennen Rod with his finger. The golden artifact glowed brightly, and then the illumination spread to Marik's frame. One by one, his bloody abrasions closed, and the bruises on his body dissapeared. A bright light flashed, and Marik sat on the bed, unharmed.
"Thank you, light."
Malik stared in bewilderment. Marik was dressed in his usual clothes, somehow he had magically switched out of the hospital gown.
"Marik...."
"Malik, I'm sorry I wasn't there for you...you almost died..."
"But you did too."
"But you SAVED ME! I feel like a rotten bastard!!! I couldn't help you--and if it weren't for that girl and Bakura, you'd be DEA---"
Malik leaned closer to his yami and forced their lips into a passionate kiss. He had been missing laying his eyes on his yami for so long; missed hearing his voice; missed being in contact with him. Malik caressed Marik's lips with his tounge, feeling the inviting warmth of Marik's mouth. He broke away to look at him again.
Marik's heart was beating rapidly. He gazed into the eyes of his light.
Malik was but a few inches away from Marik's face.
"Sshhh...I don't blame you..." said Malik, brushing his lips against Marik's again. "Yami, I have missed you ever since you dissapeared. I am nothing without you." Malik pressed down on Marik's lips again, feeling the heat of his yami once more. This time, however, Marik slowly parted his lips, accepting his hikari's request. Malik entered the inviting heat of his yami and swirled his tounge around and tasted, memorizing every crevice and area in Marik's mouth. Malik worked his hands under Marik's shirt and began to lightly stroke his warm flesh. The light contact tickled Marik a bit, and he uttered a soft cry of pleasure. Malik ran his hands over Marik's chest, stopping at a stiff little nub. He rubbed his finger around it in circles, driving Marik mad. Marik moaned audibly. Malik swirled his hands around it and moved to his other equally erect nipple, pinching it and rubbing it in a rhythm.
"Malik...I didn't know........" said Marik, breaking the kiss and closing his eyes. "I didn't know, but I feel the same..."
A rush of joy flooded through Malik's mind. He had taken a huge risk by kissing his yami so suddenly, but it was worh it, he thought. Worth the risk. Worth anything.
"I hate to be interrupter of you guys' fun, but we have a soccer game to go to. You guys can have sex and whore out all you want later, but we have things to do."
Malik gasped and turned around to meet the face of Yami, standing in the doorway to the hospital room. He was chuckling, and his light was nowhere in sight.
***
After the long bus ride to the stadium, all the boys were extensively energized. Yugi just so happened to have brought 3 punds of Skittles. Marik and Malik sat close together, making up for the time they had lost, and each yami and hikari sat huddled up beside each other. The six boys all sat on the long back seat while the soccer team sat up front.
"We got to 0 bottles of beer on the wall!" roared Yami.
"Yeah, but you had to 'regurgitate' it and start counting UP!" said Ryou.
"No more bottles of beeer on the wall, no more bottles of beer! Get a cup, and throw it all up, 1 more bottle of beer on the wall!!!!" roared Yami.
They had taked their seats in the stadium, on the first row. The team was out warming up in the field and the game was about to start.
The whistle sounded and the wolves booted the ball down to the otehr side of the field. Within a minute, they had already scored a goal.
"WOOOOOOOOOT!" yelled Yugi.
Kai kicked the ball down the field and shot at the goal. The keeper booted it out, and passed it to her teammate.
The Hornet (the other team) started to carry the ball across the field, but kicked it hard into the air instead. Kai stood right in the way.
A crack was heard. Kai lay sprawled on the ground. A roar of "BOOOOs" erupted from the crowd.
"KAI!!!" the boys yelled.
She had taken a hard blow to the head from the ball. It had hit her directly in the face. The boys, despite the rules, jumped over the bar, and into the field to Kai's side.
A nurse rushed over into the field and knelt down my Kai.
"Concussion..." she mumbled, and went off to fetch a stretcher. The whole soccer team crowded around her.
***
The sun had gone down, and the wolves had won the game. Kai lay in the same Hawaiian hospital that Malik was in just a few hours earlier. She had indeed gotten a concussion. The boys were talking by her bedside, and one by one, they each fell asleep.