I don't own Yu Gi Oh, but I do own a set of prismacolor colored pencils!!
Land Ho!
The days went by rather slowly. No one was talking to each other. Malik was still pissed at Mariku for getting them into this mess. Mariku tried to make it up to everybody by jumping into the water and trying to fish, using the sennen rod as a spear. But he didn't have any luck, although, it was quite amusing while it lasted and it lightened the mood somewhat. However, Bakura didn't seem all that enthused as he insisted that Mariku should have tied the anchor to his legs.
All attempts to contact anyone were severed; it seemed as though they were in some sort of Bermuda triangle wannabe. The yacht's navigational systems were going haywire, and no ones cell phone would work.
Subsequently, they decided that the best thing to do would be to point the boat in a direction and sail that way until they hit land, or they would just die trying.
* * *
"I swear if he looks at me dirty one more time…" Bakura growled to Malik as the four sat on the bow of the ship eating their dinner which consisted of nothing more then a can of cream corn and some pocky. Mariku would take a bite of food, and then glare at Bakura as if to threaten him. This occurred anytime the two were within looking distance of each other.
Malik and Ryou had to intervene quite a few times to keep the two from mutiny.
"Ignore him." Malik stated simply, but loud enough so Mariku could hear as well. "Be the bigger man."
At that, Mariku threw his pocky to the floor and stood up and walked away, with Ryou close behind him.
"I swear he's got that boy on a leash." Malik chuckled as he lay his head down on Bakura's lap, finishing his last stick of pocky.
Bakura smiled lightly, whenever he and Malik were alone he seemed to be in a better mood. However, that didn't change the fact that he still lost sleep over the boy. His conscious' taunts still plagued his thoughts to the point where he wished that he could just go back to his old evil self. Things were so much simpler that way. Why couldn't he just have his cake and eat it too? He wasn't meant to be good, or even semi-good. His very fuel came from the torment of others. It was what he flourished on.
Sitting there, thinking, he absentmindedly began to stroke the younger boy's soft creamy hair. Somewhere off in the distance he could hear the gentle crash of waves as they maintained their steady rhythmic beat against the shoreline. It was a perfect moment, so calming and---what the hell?!? Waves!?!? A shore line?!?
Bakura shot up so fast that Malik's head hit the wooden floor with a thud.
"Owww! What was that fo-"
"Shush!" Bakura waved his hand for silence to make sure that he hadn't been dreaming about what he heard.
There it was again, the sound was louder now…waves crashing on a beach.
"Malik, do you hear it?!" He yelled. "There's land!! We've found land!!" Bakura grabbed onto Malik's hands and pulled him up with an unmistakable force. "C'mon lets go get them!"
* * *
Somewhere on the island…
"Your Majesty, there is a ship approaching."
"Send someone out to see how many are aboard."
"That has already been done Sire." The servant said with a low bow. "There are only four."
"Only four you say?" The king's face contorted into an evil grin. "Well…we shall have fun with this one…"
* * *
After being on the boat for nearly five days, when Mariku had successfully "parked" the yacht the boys were all too eager to hurry off and run around on the beach for a while.
Malik and Bakura sat on a log at the point where the jungle met the beach and watched as Mariku and Ryou played around in the water. It was getting dark out and it was hard to make out their forms anymore, so Bakura and Malik decided to occupy themselves until they were interrupted when Mariku and Ryou had enough of the water.
"We should probably find a place to stay." Bakura stated as the four began to walk along the beach together.
"Yea, no shit Sherlock." Mariku hissed nastily.
"Why you…" And that was that. They were at it again, in full force until a noise in the bushes made them all jump. Bakura still had Mariku in a headlock as they looked into the jungle.
"Aah! What was that!" Ryou squealed, jumping into Mariku's arms after Bakura let him loose.
"It was nothing…probably just a rabbit." Bakura said, trying to shut him up.
"Oooh, it took a genius to-"
But Mariku shut up quickly when he saw the look on his hikari's face.
From that point on, they all walked in silence, except for Ryou, who would scream and carry on at the sight of the smallest bug.
Bakura had the sneaking suspicion that they were being watched. It was just that evil boy sixth sense; like some radar in his head went off whenever someone around him was plotting evil. The damn thing went off like mad in Battle City. He knew it was because of Malik. Hell, that was the first thing that attracted him to the boy.
"Look there's a cave!" Ryou exclaimed, pointing ahead of them. It was nothing to write home about, but hey, who's complaining?
Coming to the entrance, Ryou noticed a sign that had fallen over. He picked it up and read it aloud.
"Beware: To all those who wish to spend the night on this island, a warning goes out to thee. This place is cursed, haunted, by ancient spirits…all who wish to leave alive should leave immediately…" Ryou gulped. "G-good luck…Oh my God!! We're gunna die!! We're gunna-"
Bakura snatched the sign away from him and snapped it over his leg, chuckling softly. "Sounds like my kinda place."
Malik and Ryou just stared at Bakura. Sure, it was easy for him to say…he was already an ancient spirit, so was Mariku. Not an ancient one, but a spirit none the less.
They continued on their trek inside the cave, with Ryou being as clingy as ever and Mariku not minding it one bit. He knew he would enjoy his time here with Ryou because the poor frightened boy would be all over him.
Bakura was starting to wish that Malik wasn't such an evil guy. He would have liked for Malik to cling to him like Ryou was clinging to Mariku. But then again…he thought…Malik's evilness was part of what made him so sexy.
"This is as good a place as any." Malik said as he sat down, finally deciding that they came to the right spot in the cave. Bakura sat down next to him, but not too close, and, as soon as Mariku sat down, Ryou was in his lap.
"Pathetic…" Bakura mumbled under his breath. Malik heard him and chuckled softly.
The wind was blowing through the cave, causing eerie noises that made Ryou even jumpier. At one point, even Malik nearly jumped into Bakura's lap, but he quickly regained his composure and blamed his sudden impulse on a snakebite.
Bakura just rolled his eyes and grabbed Malik, pulling him into his lap and settling down to get some sleep.
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I know that was kinda short compared to the other ones, but that was the best place to end this chappie.
Malik:: Glares:: It WAS a snakebite! ::crosses arms definably::
::Sighs:: Hopeless Case…
Ja Ne!
