R Amythest: Wow! Lots of reviews for this... so, as a reward, you guys get a little chapter two of Malik's ride! ^^ Well, after all, Peggy said that he sent an invitation to millennium item holders... so, on with it!
Notes: Malik is in a remote area of a boat, not in the room with a lot of duelists who want to trade cards. Oh, and he's allowed brief control of his body! And, for perverted minds… maybe this will be a Malik/Ryou fic. I've got ideas in all the corners of my mind.
+Yami Malik to Malik+
{Malik to Yami Malik}
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The boat gently rocks from side to side, dizzily. I bury my face in my lap, hoping not to be discovered. "HIKARI! Get your @$$ over here!" the demanding voice rings through the ship. I resist the urge to whine, and flatten myself against a crate. I crane my neck, peer out from the edge of the crate, and see my Yami pick up the Rod across the compartment. Looking at it suspiciously, he looks up just in time to catch my head disappearing behind the crate. "Ahh, so there you are," he purrs passively. I knew this trick. He'd played this game so many times… every time ending in pain, resentment, and a sore and nearly broken back. And it all starts with that seductive and irresistible voice…
"Gotcha!" he snaps, twisting my hands behind my back and covering my mouth. I bite back a cry as he drags out of the cargo compartment. He drags up the stairs to the upper deck. For a moment, I think I see an angel, gazing at the stars. 'Help me, angel!' I think. The angel seems to take no notice, but in fear of the voices behind the door, he turns fearful, deep, emotional brown eyes towards it and runs away. Somewhat, I expect him to fly. But I'm cruelly dragged away. "You will be punished," my Yami hisses.
My Yami opens the door to our cabin silently and takes a look inside. He steps inside and snaps at me through our mental link. +You are to stay in here, and stay quiet, UNDERSTOOD?!+
I was about to open my mouth and say no, when Yami sent the searing image... of my sister, bending over my bleeding and splitting carcass, and a shadow sneaking up behind her, stabbing her to death, too… of Rishid[1] being blasted to death by Dragon Ra… I bow my head and submit. {Yes… 'master.'} I took slight pleasure of taunting his own command. But he seems to take no notice.
+Good. And if anyone says you were killing people, assume that you did, for you are I, and I am you!+ With that, my Yami flings the door open and steps outside into the cool sea air, free. I roll onto my bed, too tired and cooped up to do anything.
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It's bright and early in the morning, and sunlight's streaming through the curtains. The only sounds are the humming of the boat's motor, the waves crashing against the hull, and the snoring of my cabin-mates. Yami's in the Rod again, and, probing his memory slightly, I'm extremely relieved that he did not kill anyone. But unfortunately… he had located two Millennium Items… Not good. But I don't dare to probe further to see who they are, for the few moments early in the morning are the few hours I'm free- and accidentally waking my Yami would ruin it.
I long to be outside. But I don't dare go, just in case Yami wakes up with… plans for me. But looking won't hurt, right? I jump up and timidly push the door open so that it's slightly ajar. There, I watched with slight fascination. The lovers strolling the decks with a freedom I would never experience. Inwardly, I groan, and flop onto the bed again, blowing my bangs out of the way. Then I notice something.
At first I thought I was hallucinating, but then my vision became clearer, and I could clearly see him, the angel. I step lightly to the door and peer out. He's sitting at the stern of the boat, the ripples of the boat's motor billowing in the water behind him. The Sun's rays, a beautiful red, were splayed out on the ripples, shining like diamonds. But he isn't looking out at the scene that lay behind him; he's crying. I want to go out, sit beside him, and cry my heart out. Alas, maybe this is someone with a problem alike mine… somewhat, I doubt it, though.[2]
I can hear something incoherently. I listen harder, and I can hear small phrases. "Trapped… can't escape…tougher? Not for a hikari… not my nature… can't stay isolated… want… free." I can't make out half of it, but it seems he generally wants what I do. I resist the urge to go out, hold out a friendly hand, and chirp, "Hi, my name's Malik. Seems like I can relate with you…" No, that's outrageous. And what about my Yami…? Absolutely insane. All I can do is silently peer through the crack in the door.
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My Yami's a late sleeper. Fortunately. I've stared at the tenshi for about an hour now. The other cabin-mates are in the other parts of the ship, dueling, eating, and other things. My frame is sore from painfully bending my head into the small crack while remaining out of sight. The tenshi's staring out into the sea now. The beautiful colors, though, are no longer there, for it's past dawn. Definitely. An hour… had I known that my Yami would sleep this late, I would've gone out and talked to him. How much longer can he sleep? I can only gamble… maybe… just maybe, I can go out and speak to him without getting caught.
I have never had a friend before. After all, I've been cooped up in the cave my family lives in for most of my life, and if you try it, you'll find it makes you quite anti-social. The only ones close to me are really only Isis, Rishid, and the mother I never knew[3]. Yeah, my Yami, too, but I think that's a different type of 'close.' I mean, I'd get rid of him if I could… tossing the Rod into the ocean is an appealing thought. I would, if that's possible. Hikaris are connected to Yamis, just like how he said last night, "you are I, and I am you!" If I got rid of him… oh Ra, I don't want to go through that again… the searing pain that rips through your soul as you scream in agony, only half a mind.
Darkness can destroy light and swallow it, but all the same, it is the light that casts shadows.
But just as darkness sneaks around in the shadows, light can be camouflaged in the brightness of day. I creak open the door, determined to introduce myself to the tenshi. "Where are you going?" a voice hisses in my ear. I whirl around to see my Yami grinning down on me. Not really grinning… more like a sadistic smirk. My muscles freeze. My mouth is dry. But in an instant, I run.
I must've gotten no farther than two feet when Yami grabs the back of my shirt and holds me in a headlock. I let out a squeak and close my eyes, gritting my teeth as he puts more pressure on, making it hard to breathe. I open my eyes for an instant and see the tenshi, watching, a terrified expression on his face as his clutches his chest. His eyes widen considerably, and he shakes with fear. "Help…" I gasp, but he stays still, in a state of shock. Yami grins triumphantly and drags me back into our cabin. He throws me on the bed.
"Don't get too attached… he will not live much longer…"
"What?" I squeal. "Why?!"
My Yami's eyes narrow. "Don't ask stupid questions."
With that, he leaves.
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[1] Odion, for those who are stuck with the dubs
[2] Just for the note, Ryou's ring is on the inside of his shirt.
[3] Malik's mom died giving birth to Malik.
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R Amythest: oh, and this is something stuck in my mind, if this becomes a full-blown angst fic.
~I see Yami clenching his fist and angrily pounding the ground at the loss of the duel. "So close!" I hear him shout. Inside this prism I'm forced to strive in, I pound against the walls, demanding a way to escape. Yet with every heated wave of fury that forces itself out of me, and into the hatred for him, the walls shrink, and I feel like I'm suffocating. I cough, and stop the consistent pounding. No… this can't be. I just noticed the angel of my dreams has become a devil, narrowed eyes and crimson irises, like another one of my Yami.
"You will not have my Ring," the demon seethes, "as long as I stay, and your Rod remains yours."
My Yami makes a 'tch' sound, and haughtily replies, "you dare let your Hikari wander free? You are that weak-minded?" Wow, he forgot about the lost duel already?! Amazing…
The enraged demon snarls. "My hikari is none of your doing, and if I chose to give him time, I have chosen! I am more clever than you shall ever be, and part of my ultimate plan for my own body is to gain the trust of those simple-minded fools," he slurs coolly. Simple-minded fools? Hikari? It was all starting to make sense… This ruby-eyed devil is the Yami of my- er, I mean, the silver-haired tenshi! So that's why my Yami said that he would not live much longer… My Yami would kill him and take his Millennium Ring! Oh Ra…
But at this smooth comment, my Yami snarls… not good. "Yami! Don't hurt the tenshi!" I cry, hammering at the walls. Yami takes no heed. A dark orb of energy gathers at the tip of the Rod…~
R Amythest: ^^ So anyway, ya want this to be a full-blown fic? Oh, and don't worry, that won't mess up the battle city meeting! ^^ I have my ways!
Yami Amythest: -_-;; uh huh. Riiiiight.
R Amythest: I do! And I personally think this is a lot better than the first chappie ^^ review!