Amani: All right I'm going to go ahead and continue this. Thankies for the
reviews. ^___^
Marik=Hikari
Malik=Yami
Tears of Ice
By: Amani Hershel
Malik sat in the windowsill of the den sipping his tea. Marik had fallen asleep as soon as they walked in the door. He looked from out to window to his golden haired angle. Marik stirred in his sleep rubbing his stomach reveling a long thin line along it. Malik flinched slightly.
That was the scar he had recived when Malik had tried to rape him. Malik's breath deepened as he recalled that night. Thank Ra Isis had came. She had then temporarily sealed Malik into the Rod. At first Malik had tried to struggle then soon it finally kicked in what he had done he had not been expected to be reawakened, nor did he want to be. Marik wouldn't talk to anyone for almost a month and rarely ate, but soon after Marik had entered the Rod to see Malik, he had wanted to know if he was all right.
Malik had not believed that, he had taken everything from his light raping him even and here he was asking if he was okay. After that the beatings stooped and they had started to form a bond Isis of course hated this along with the pharaoh and his groupies. Only Bakura and Ryou had stayed by them. Malik looked back over to the snow. His hikari was right it was magnificent. Malik soon became lost in the cycle of it. Then was pulled out as he sensed his light waking. He walked before the couch kneeling before the waking hikari.
A noise came from Marik as rolled over facing his yami.
"M-malik what are you doin?" "Hmmm, watching over my angle seeing how sexy you look with the fire going off of your skin." Marik blushed slightly turning his head. Malik moved Marik's feet slightly sitting on the edge staring into the fire. In no time flat Marik had crawled into his dark's lap head resting upon Malik's chest. Malik ran his hand through the golden locks playing with the end strands, and there they sat for a long time in warm silence.
It was suddenly broken by the phone ringing. Malik growled slightly he did not like this thing his light had called a phone it made too much noise at the wrong times. Malik lifted it to his ear. "Moshi Moshi."
"Malik? This is Ryou." "Oh Ryou did you want to talk to Marik?" "No that's okay. Listen, me and Bakura were gonna go out do you and Marik want to come with us?" Malik placed the phone down looking down to his light. "You wanna go with Bakura and Ryou?" He asked already knowing the answer the light nodded. "Alright where do you want us to meet you?" "Umm, the park sound good at seven?" Malik nodded." Alight see you there." Malik placed the phone down.
Marik got up stretching. Malik not liking being deprived of snuggling with his hikari quickly pulled him back down. "Malik c'mon." "No they'll wait." Marik smiled up at his dark. "A little while longer then." Malik gazed down at the boy in his lap knowing full well he could never hurt him again, never again.
TBC
Amani: Okay a touch of angst and I had to bring Ryou and Bakura there soooo cute together again thank you for the reviews. ^___^
Tears of Ice
By: Amani Hershel
Malik sat in the windowsill of the den sipping his tea. Marik had fallen asleep as soon as they walked in the door. He looked from out to window to his golden haired angle. Marik stirred in his sleep rubbing his stomach reveling a long thin line along it. Malik flinched slightly.
That was the scar he had recived when Malik had tried to rape him. Malik's breath deepened as he recalled that night. Thank Ra Isis had came. She had then temporarily sealed Malik into the Rod. At first Malik had tried to struggle then soon it finally kicked in what he had done he had not been expected to be reawakened, nor did he want to be. Marik wouldn't talk to anyone for almost a month and rarely ate, but soon after Marik had entered the Rod to see Malik, he had wanted to know if he was all right.
Malik had not believed that, he had taken everything from his light raping him even and here he was asking if he was okay. After that the beatings stooped and they had started to form a bond Isis of course hated this along with the pharaoh and his groupies. Only Bakura and Ryou had stayed by them. Malik looked back over to the snow. His hikari was right it was magnificent. Malik soon became lost in the cycle of it. Then was pulled out as he sensed his light waking. He walked before the couch kneeling before the waking hikari.
A noise came from Marik as rolled over facing his yami.
"M-malik what are you doin?" "Hmmm, watching over my angle seeing how sexy you look with the fire going off of your skin." Marik blushed slightly turning his head. Malik moved Marik's feet slightly sitting on the edge staring into the fire. In no time flat Marik had crawled into his dark's lap head resting upon Malik's chest. Malik ran his hand through the golden locks playing with the end strands, and there they sat for a long time in warm silence.
It was suddenly broken by the phone ringing. Malik growled slightly he did not like this thing his light had called a phone it made too much noise at the wrong times. Malik lifted it to his ear. "Moshi Moshi."
"Malik? This is Ryou." "Oh Ryou did you want to talk to Marik?" "No that's okay. Listen, me and Bakura were gonna go out do you and Marik want to come with us?" Malik placed the phone down looking down to his light. "You wanna go with Bakura and Ryou?" He asked already knowing the answer the light nodded. "Alright where do you want us to meet you?" "Umm, the park sound good at seven?" Malik nodded." Alight see you there." Malik placed the phone down.
Marik got up stretching. Malik not liking being deprived of snuggling with his hikari quickly pulled him back down. "Malik c'mon." "No they'll wait." Marik smiled up at his dark. "A little while longer then." Malik gazed down at the boy in his lap knowing full well he could never hurt him again, never again.
TBC
Amani: Okay a touch of angst and I had to bring Ryou and Bakura there soooo cute together again thank you for the reviews. ^___^