Kari: ^.^.^.^.^ I'm a happy little hobo! =^.^=
Yami k.: you scare me
Kari: ^.^ well we should get on with the review answering
To cloud-1-3-5: ^.^ thank you! Your review was sweet and made my happy during computer class. Hey! I may seem brainless but I am kind of good at writing! Thank you again! Yeah when I wrote my story and reread over it I cried as well... I wrote it O.o.
To DevilishlyAngelicRockChic: wow you have one long name ^.^ don't worry just writing this made me cry so if I dun have a happy ending I will cry for quite awhile so it will most likely be happy.
To demon Darkness: aa if you have read my other story you will come to see that was a horrible lemon . I love SETO JOU as well! They my fave all most my other stories are about them ^.^ PLUSHIES!!! **huggles them** happy authoress I want the plushies! So I write more!
To Kiawna: he should yep ^.^ ya I wonder? Lol
To Yami/Yugi/Dog demon: I know it was... yeah the lemon was awful, Jou's boyfriend is a dead giveaway ^.~
Kari: all normal disclaimers apply
Yami k.: that's my line!
Kari: mine, and warnings: Yaoi violence maybe, more lemons maybe who knows
Yami k.: not me
Chapter three
Tests of Love
Yugi packed the last of his belongings into a small overnight bag; he looked at his Yami attempting to shove all of his stuff in a pile into a bag similar to his own. Yugi smiled Yami was attempting to stuff it all into the bag, it was not folded properly Yugi smiled and finished zippering his bag of necessities.
Yami was trying to fit all his stuff that would be needed for a night in a bag so far it was not working; leather did not fold well. Yami pushed the stuff in the bag and closed the zipper with much difficulty.
"Yami, are you ready the others will be here soon" Yugi left Yami with his almost bursting bag, and went down stairs where his grandfather was cooking waffles. Yami watched his light go and looked around the room, this was the first place he had known. This is the room where they had spent so much of their free time in. Yami looked at the walls covered in posters they told the life of a young boy growing up. Yami felt his tummy rumble and followed his light down stairs.
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Bakura pulled the helmet over his messy hair and threw the other to Ryou who was putting on his coat.
"Hurry Baku or we will be late" Bakura had long ago got used to the nickname and did not cringe anymore. Bakura looked at the bike and felt his stomach tighten again, he still did not know why though. Ryou gave him a dazzling smile that charmed the hearts of all he met. Ryou flipped his hair pulled on his helmet and stood by the bike.
Bakura chewed his lip, and as he blinked he could see Ryou's large brown eyes clouded over with pain. He snapped out of it with a jolt, he blinked owlishly and looked at Ryou trying to make sure the smaller boy was all right. He saw Ryou giving him the most adorably cute confused look the spirit had ever seen. Bakura walked shakily over to where the other boy was standing and wrapped his arms around the surprised Hikari.
"love you Ryou" Bakura whispered before he kissed the shorter boy right there in the middle of their driveway. Heads turned as the people driving by tried to figure out what they were seeing. Ryou smiled into the kiss, something was up with Bakura, Ryou could not figure out what it was but he was determined to do so.
Bakura got on the bike, technically it was Ryou's so was the car but the minor details did not really matter at the time. He felt Ryou's slender arms wrap around him from behind and smiled at Ryou's all around cuddlyness, no one was ever as cuddly as his Ryou. Ryou burrowed his face in Bakura's back as they took off out of the driveway.
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Ryou wound his arms tightly around Bakura as they spent towards Yugi and Yami's house. Bakura had always been a slightly reckless driver. But Ryou knew in his heart that Bakura would never do anything to harm him, it sounded like a bunch of mush but Ryou's heart was connected to his lovers. So in his heart he knew that Bakura loved him.
Bakura stopped at the yellow light; this was something that he only did when he had something precious with him- Ryou. Bakura Could feel by the relaxed way Ryou's body melded to his back that the smaller boy trusted him completely and totally. Bakura swallowed the sudden lump in his throat, was the hell was wrong with him! It was only a dream, a realistic one, but it was a dream Ryou was still here with him, safe in his arms. Bakura was so in thought he did not see the stop sign. Horns blared a terrible fear traveled through Bakura at this moment, not for him but for his fragile light.
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Marik lifted his head up from where it had been resting on the couch arm. He had been bored out of his mind; so bored he had taught himself how to cook and other various things. Marik decided since his Hikari was away Isis was at work; it would be awhile before he left to help the pharaoh and his light move. Marik dozed into a kind meditation state; he did this every now and then to balance himself again. Things had gone bad for him when his light turned better; it put them unequal. Marik's eyes closed further until he lost track of everything; he couldn't be sure he was breathing. Marik's body stayed where it was lying on the couch. His spirit left into the depths of his mind.
Spirit Marik floated through the air, just zoning, looking at things. In this state he was giving a great advantage, he could see things never quite certain what they were he watched and took them into consideration. Today he closed his eyes and revealed in the feeling of floating, just floating, like it were if he was a child in a mothers womb, though he had never experienced such a thing. Today was no different then any other day. Marik's dusk eyes opened slowly to take in what ever his mind was going to show him today.
~Marik POV~
It was an area enclosed in a bubble, sometimes it was like this; a scene in a movie sometimes it was a person talking alone. Today the person was alone, it was Malik this was the first time Malik had been in any of these visions. He stood there, just stood there as I watched patiently. Some things come with time. The Malik moved at last.
"Marik" the words sound forced and I began to wonder what was wrong. Malik was always one to stand tall and fight back I admired him for his strength. He never was one to give in so I was shocked to see the image fall to his knees.
"Malik?" I whisper, I've never tried to talk here either though I can, I just did.
"Marik!" he calls his voice cracking half way through. I can tell there is some thing really wrong with my light. He is clutching his stomach now, doubled over, he is in pain I can tell from the strained look on his face.
"Marik where are you!" Malik wails followed by a moan torn from his throat from the pain he must be going through.
"Here babe, I'm right here," I say pressing his hands against the barrier between him and him. He felt something like pain shot through him but stating at his heart. It twisted further as Malik sat there all pretences of being strong thrown out the window, sobbing his heart out all alone unable to see his lover.
"Marik!" Came the next call that pulled me apart from inside out. Soon the sob became yells and he was writhing on the floor, whatever was hurting him was doing it badly.
I was by now beating on the barrier between he was suffering and he was alone! The reason I was originally created was because he was all alone! My purpose in life is to be with him. My light!
"Malik, I'm here, I'm here" I've never felt helpless in my entire life, now watching him in pain the feeling washed over me. I can't leave him to die alone.
"Marik, Isis" he calls, his cries are growing weaker and I have this dreadful pit in my stomach that tells me he is not going to last allot longer. This is not happening this is all an image; some part of my mind screams, but that part is drowned out by his echoing screams. I slide to my knees so I am level with him, hopelessness is washing over my, making my limbs feel like dead weights. I can't stand this he is suffering and I am right here. Yet, I can't even hold him comfort him. For the first in my life I feel tears pour down my face, hot trails. Malik's glassy pain clouded eyes stare into my own, but there is no recognition there, he does not see me. I kneel there looking into the eyes of the one thing my world revolves around and all I feel in the immense weight of grief weighing down on me.
It takes me a couple of minutes to realize it is over; my beloved is no more. I can't stop it a fit of rage overcomes me, it is useless but I begin to beat on the barrier with all I am. My hands hurt but I hit it until I'm finally aloud through, I push my arms though. It burns where I'm reaching though fire engulfing my arm, but I continue so close I almost at you.
Hold on almost!
I'll have you!
I'll protect you from the loneliness!
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~Malik's POV~
Darkness it surrounds me again. I hate the dark; I've never told anyone but Isis about that. I hate when all there is; is shadows; it scares me to the very core.
"Marik" I call out, he is never far away; my knight in shining armor. He saved me from the cold loneliness that had gripped me for most my life. A pain suddenly flares up in my stomach; it is like nothing I have ever felt! The pain is so intense I'm forced to my knees. I've always been proud of my strength, Marik was never there as a kid so I looked after myself, Isis helped. For the most part it was me though, the pain tears a moan from me.
Why am I alone right now, where is my love? Where is my sister? The pain intensifies and spreads. And I'm in more pain then ever in my life, including the time I got my markings.
"Marik!" I try and call out again my voice cracks with the pain that shots though my body, this is crazy it hurts so much all I can do is sob. I try and bear it but the pain is far too much for me to handle and I sob freely, whishing, hoping Marik would show up and save me like he has done so many times before.
"Marik where are you?" that is the main question on my mind. Are you safe from whatever is ailing me? Will I ever look into the dusky pools of your eyes again? Another moan is ripped from my throat, and I clutch my stomach.
"Marik! Isis!" I call praying to all the gods that have already forsaken me for help. The pain! It hurts beyond any form of torture know to man and it's getting worse; all I can do is try me best to not pass out, there is a chance I will see my loves face one last time.
All the strength is slowly leaving me; I'm weak now. With the weakness comes a blessed numbness. The pain fades but I still feel like I'm fading. Just a little longer is all I can think; just a little longer, me may come. I've stopped whishing for him to come and save me. I know I'm going to die; all I want is to see his face. Just one last time is all I want to look into the eyes of the one who saved me from the darkness that is trying to swallow me now. I feel it getting closer and beg for a little more time, I don't care if the pain returns at this point, I'm desperate. I want Marik another tear rolls down my face that is for you my love, for the last time I didn't get to see you.
I'm fading.
There is no more holding on.
I want to see you again.
The darkness in eating me.
I hate the dark.
Kari: T.T I'm leaving it there
Yami k.: not as sad as the other on but still sad all the same
Kari: review please, time for me to sleep!
Yami k.: you scare me
Kari: ^.^ well we should get on with the review answering
To cloud-1-3-5: ^.^ thank you! Your review was sweet and made my happy during computer class. Hey! I may seem brainless but I am kind of good at writing! Thank you again! Yeah when I wrote my story and reread over it I cried as well... I wrote it O.o.
To DevilishlyAngelicRockChic: wow you have one long name ^.^ don't worry just writing this made me cry so if I dun have a happy ending I will cry for quite awhile so it will most likely be happy.
To demon Darkness: aa if you have read my other story you will come to see that was a horrible lemon . I love SETO JOU as well! They my fave all most my other stories are about them ^.^ PLUSHIES!!! **huggles them** happy authoress I want the plushies! So I write more!
To Kiawna: he should yep ^.^ ya I wonder? Lol
To Yami/Yugi/Dog demon: I know it was... yeah the lemon was awful, Jou's boyfriend is a dead giveaway ^.~
Kari: all normal disclaimers apply
Yami k.: that's my line!
Kari: mine, and warnings: Yaoi violence maybe, more lemons maybe who knows
Yami k.: not me
Chapter three
Tests of Love
Yugi packed the last of his belongings into a small overnight bag; he looked at his Yami attempting to shove all of his stuff in a pile into a bag similar to his own. Yugi smiled Yami was attempting to stuff it all into the bag, it was not folded properly Yugi smiled and finished zippering his bag of necessities.
Yami was trying to fit all his stuff that would be needed for a night in a bag so far it was not working; leather did not fold well. Yami pushed the stuff in the bag and closed the zipper with much difficulty.
"Yami, are you ready the others will be here soon" Yugi left Yami with his almost bursting bag, and went down stairs where his grandfather was cooking waffles. Yami watched his light go and looked around the room, this was the first place he had known. This is the room where they had spent so much of their free time in. Yami looked at the walls covered in posters they told the life of a young boy growing up. Yami felt his tummy rumble and followed his light down stairs.
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Bakura pulled the helmet over his messy hair and threw the other to Ryou who was putting on his coat.
"Hurry Baku or we will be late" Bakura had long ago got used to the nickname and did not cringe anymore. Bakura looked at the bike and felt his stomach tighten again, he still did not know why though. Ryou gave him a dazzling smile that charmed the hearts of all he met. Ryou flipped his hair pulled on his helmet and stood by the bike.
Bakura chewed his lip, and as he blinked he could see Ryou's large brown eyes clouded over with pain. He snapped out of it with a jolt, he blinked owlishly and looked at Ryou trying to make sure the smaller boy was all right. He saw Ryou giving him the most adorably cute confused look the spirit had ever seen. Bakura walked shakily over to where the other boy was standing and wrapped his arms around the surprised Hikari.
"love you Ryou" Bakura whispered before he kissed the shorter boy right there in the middle of their driveway. Heads turned as the people driving by tried to figure out what they were seeing. Ryou smiled into the kiss, something was up with Bakura, Ryou could not figure out what it was but he was determined to do so.
Bakura got on the bike, technically it was Ryou's so was the car but the minor details did not really matter at the time. He felt Ryou's slender arms wrap around him from behind and smiled at Ryou's all around cuddlyness, no one was ever as cuddly as his Ryou. Ryou burrowed his face in Bakura's back as they took off out of the driveway.
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Ryou wound his arms tightly around Bakura as they spent towards Yugi and Yami's house. Bakura had always been a slightly reckless driver. But Ryou knew in his heart that Bakura would never do anything to harm him, it sounded like a bunch of mush but Ryou's heart was connected to his lovers. So in his heart he knew that Bakura loved him.
Bakura stopped at the yellow light; this was something that he only did when he had something precious with him- Ryou. Bakura Could feel by the relaxed way Ryou's body melded to his back that the smaller boy trusted him completely and totally. Bakura swallowed the sudden lump in his throat, was the hell was wrong with him! It was only a dream, a realistic one, but it was a dream Ryou was still here with him, safe in his arms. Bakura was so in thought he did not see the stop sign. Horns blared a terrible fear traveled through Bakura at this moment, not for him but for his fragile light.
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Marik lifted his head up from where it had been resting on the couch arm. He had been bored out of his mind; so bored he had taught himself how to cook and other various things. Marik decided since his Hikari was away Isis was at work; it would be awhile before he left to help the pharaoh and his light move. Marik dozed into a kind meditation state; he did this every now and then to balance himself again. Things had gone bad for him when his light turned better; it put them unequal. Marik's eyes closed further until he lost track of everything; he couldn't be sure he was breathing. Marik's body stayed where it was lying on the couch. His spirit left into the depths of his mind.
Spirit Marik floated through the air, just zoning, looking at things. In this state he was giving a great advantage, he could see things never quite certain what they were he watched and took them into consideration. Today he closed his eyes and revealed in the feeling of floating, just floating, like it were if he was a child in a mothers womb, though he had never experienced such a thing. Today was no different then any other day. Marik's dusk eyes opened slowly to take in what ever his mind was going to show him today.
~Marik POV~
It was an area enclosed in a bubble, sometimes it was like this; a scene in a movie sometimes it was a person talking alone. Today the person was alone, it was Malik this was the first time Malik had been in any of these visions. He stood there, just stood there as I watched patiently. Some things come with time. The Malik moved at last.
"Marik" the words sound forced and I began to wonder what was wrong. Malik was always one to stand tall and fight back I admired him for his strength. He never was one to give in so I was shocked to see the image fall to his knees.
"Malik?" I whisper, I've never tried to talk here either though I can, I just did.
"Marik!" he calls his voice cracking half way through. I can tell there is some thing really wrong with my light. He is clutching his stomach now, doubled over, he is in pain I can tell from the strained look on his face.
"Marik where are you!" Malik wails followed by a moan torn from his throat from the pain he must be going through.
"Here babe, I'm right here," I say pressing his hands against the barrier between him and him. He felt something like pain shot through him but stating at his heart. It twisted further as Malik sat there all pretences of being strong thrown out the window, sobbing his heart out all alone unable to see his lover.
"Marik!" Came the next call that pulled me apart from inside out. Soon the sob became yells and he was writhing on the floor, whatever was hurting him was doing it badly.
I was by now beating on the barrier between he was suffering and he was alone! The reason I was originally created was because he was all alone! My purpose in life is to be with him. My light!
"Malik, I'm here, I'm here" I've never felt helpless in my entire life, now watching him in pain the feeling washed over me. I can't leave him to die alone.
"Marik, Isis" he calls, his cries are growing weaker and I have this dreadful pit in my stomach that tells me he is not going to last allot longer. This is not happening this is all an image; some part of my mind screams, but that part is drowned out by his echoing screams. I slide to my knees so I am level with him, hopelessness is washing over my, making my limbs feel like dead weights. I can't stand this he is suffering and I am right here. Yet, I can't even hold him comfort him. For the first in my life I feel tears pour down my face, hot trails. Malik's glassy pain clouded eyes stare into my own, but there is no recognition there, he does not see me. I kneel there looking into the eyes of the one thing my world revolves around and all I feel in the immense weight of grief weighing down on me.
It takes me a couple of minutes to realize it is over; my beloved is no more. I can't stop it a fit of rage overcomes me, it is useless but I begin to beat on the barrier with all I am. My hands hurt but I hit it until I'm finally aloud through, I push my arms though. It burns where I'm reaching though fire engulfing my arm, but I continue so close I almost at you.
Hold on almost!
I'll have you!
I'll protect you from the loneliness!
~~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~~~~@~~~~~~~
~Malik's POV~
Darkness it surrounds me again. I hate the dark; I've never told anyone but Isis about that. I hate when all there is; is shadows; it scares me to the very core.
"Marik" I call out, he is never far away; my knight in shining armor. He saved me from the cold loneliness that had gripped me for most my life. A pain suddenly flares up in my stomach; it is like nothing I have ever felt! The pain is so intense I'm forced to my knees. I've always been proud of my strength, Marik was never there as a kid so I looked after myself, Isis helped. For the most part it was me though, the pain tears a moan from me.
Why am I alone right now, where is my love? Where is my sister? The pain intensifies and spreads. And I'm in more pain then ever in my life, including the time I got my markings.
"Marik!" I try and call out again my voice cracks with the pain that shots though my body, this is crazy it hurts so much all I can do is sob. I try and bear it but the pain is far too much for me to handle and I sob freely, whishing, hoping Marik would show up and save me like he has done so many times before.
"Marik where are you?" that is the main question on my mind. Are you safe from whatever is ailing me? Will I ever look into the dusky pools of your eyes again? Another moan is ripped from my throat, and I clutch my stomach.
"Marik! Isis!" I call praying to all the gods that have already forsaken me for help. The pain! It hurts beyond any form of torture know to man and it's getting worse; all I can do is try me best to not pass out, there is a chance I will see my loves face one last time.
All the strength is slowly leaving me; I'm weak now. With the weakness comes a blessed numbness. The pain fades but I still feel like I'm fading. Just a little longer is all I can think; just a little longer, me may come. I've stopped whishing for him to come and save me. I know I'm going to die; all I want is to see his face. Just one last time is all I want to look into the eyes of the one who saved me from the darkness that is trying to swallow me now. I feel it getting closer and beg for a little more time, I don't care if the pain returns at this point, I'm desperate. I want Marik another tear rolls down my face that is for you my love, for the last time I didn't get to see you.
I'm fading.
There is no more holding on.
I want to see you again.
The darkness in eating me.
I hate the dark.
Kari: T.T I'm leaving it there
Yami k.: not as sad as the other on but still sad all the same
Kari: review please, time for me to sleep!