Kari: ^.^;;;; well people seem to like this story!
Yami k.: ya weird huh, we almost discontinued this because we had far to many problems with it!
Kari: well we continued and this is what you get, to think this all started when I turned to my best friend and said 'I want to kill Ryou' ... I'm so messed
Yami k.: yes you are review time
To silvernightangel: it is sad ne? **gives tissue** **takes one herself** I'm a nut I cry when I write this ^.^;;; thank you
To YaoiYaoiYeah: **blushes madly** **squeaks** the best? I doubt it! Well ... thank you for reviewing! My 'talent' isn't something to be envied! There are so many better writers then me! Well I can't say I didn't make myself cry with this ^.^;;;;
To cloud-1-3-5: ~^.^~ well you shouldn't cry at work... heh I wouldn't know finding a job is proving quite difficult -.- well maybe I'll hold of the water works for a couple of chapters ..maybe I wont ^.~
To silver wolf: lol you make me sound like a murder! Heh **hugs her Yami** ^.^ she may be deranged but I love her! Mm cookie! I like cookie and the Kleenex will come in handy!
To Spoons: lol ^.^ well we wouldn't want you being eaten now would we?
To Kiawna: heh heh I'm sorry to say but what I have planned- I wont tell now puahahahahahahaha **cough**
To Mai Valentine: lol we want you sane! We like your stories so we will write!
To Phoenix Rayne Kageshi*_*: wow what a name! ^.^;;; the odd thing is that some say that chapter 3 was sadder then chapter 1 interesting...
To YamiYugi's Lover: heh it wasn't was it **thinks about others things she wrote** well I tries to make it more... emotional? Well whatever it was I'm glad you liked it.
To Marguerite/Matalis: yes y/yy is on my to do list! Thank you for reviewing! Hmmm somehow that sounded a lot wronger then I intended it too..
Kari: O.O
Yami k.: O.O you never notice how many are there till you have to reply to them all!
Kari: O.O
Yami k.: -.- well this is our next chapter standard disclaimers apply.
Chapter 4
Tests of love
Dusk eyes flew open with shocking speed; they stared sightless around the little living room their owner was currently lounging in. A weird sound comes from within trembling lips; it sounds like a mix between a gasp and a cry. Air rushed in and filled emptied lungs as Marik drew in a shuddering breath.
"Malik" the name rolled off lips well trained in saying that name. "Malik..." the blond trailed off, not sure what to add to that end, not even sure weather it was a cry or a plea. Raising a trembling hand he brushed at wet cheeks, not even noticing the moisture that dampened them. "MALIK!" the anguish filled cry echoed through the empty and deserted house. Marik slid off the couch into a boneless pile on the floor, silent sobs wracking his body and he clutched at the couch as if it were the one he so dearly wanted to see right now.
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Malik was working again; he worked with his sister Isis at the museum she now managed. He had been going through a pile of paper work for a new exhibit all day; it was giving him one hell of a headache, and a big pain in his shoulders. Getting out of the old chair, and moving away from the overly cluttered desk, Malik aloud himself to stretch and flex muscles he had not used all day. Humming happily he left to get something from the vending machine.
Malik walked slowly down deserted hallways, today was slow real slow, and no one was up in the staff section of the museum. Something painful flared at the back of his mind.
"Ahh" Malik said stumbling from pain and shock. Lavender eyes widened as slender arms gripped his head and, he leaned against the wall for support. Suddenly an image flashed in his head, Marik was standing there, mouth moving, yet he could not hear the words uttered by his love. It confused Malik terribly; as the pain ebbed so did the image, fading through his grasp. Malik looked around the hallway eyes wide in confusion. He had absolutely no idea what had just happened. He chewed his bottom lip slightly as his eyes darted around the hallway. Making a quick decision Malik rushed down the hall, shoes hitting the floor, rhythmically- leaving no trace he was ever there.
Isis walked from her office and Walked down the stairs to her younger brothers, there was something bothering her. A weird feeling that she had woken up with, it would not go away as much as she tried to tell her mind that it was just lack of sleep catching up with her. Pushing open the door hesitantly, blue eyes scanned the room to find it empty, save the mess that constantly littered it. Wondering what had drawn her little brother away from his desk, at such a time. Walking up to the mess she took note of the papers filled out properly, this brought a smile to her normally cold face, her brother could learn. She decided that since he had been working so had lately that he could go where he wanted today, besides there was something in the air that made her feel like there could be no interfering. Shrugging helplessly, she of all people knew the mighty power of destiny, she had seen it power more then once.
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Malik ran down to the underground parking garage. He looked for his car amidst the field of shining hoods, so many cars, why couldn't he remember which one was his? Biting his lips he struggled against the panic surging inside of him, it was irrational. There was nothing to be afraid of, still he felt the panic threaten to take of and drown his sense of logic, he could not let that happen, if he did so there would be no turning back. Shaking his head, he resisted the urge to run to his car, instead took slow steps, calming his rapid breathing. He reflected back on what he knew of this situation, there was something going on with Marik. That enough was to push his panic level past his common sense- Marik was in trouble. He felt the panic surge against him again, like a black wave blanking out all light given by his logic. This time though he let it take his body over, it gave him speed to reach his love.
Running to the car he leapt in and slammed the door. He went as fast as he could without putting himself in the much danger. Speeding along he hoped that Marik would be okay until he got there. He watched the green light get closer, without thinking about it. His foot pushed the acceleration down a little harder, as he approached the light began its change. Speeding up he was going o blow right through the yellow light.
"Go" Malik, whispered he still did not know what was so important, but it was enough for him to push the law by speeding through the light. As his car approached he saw with wide eyes another car approaching the lights. "No!" he slammed on the breaks and the car spun out of his control, he yelped.
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Jou sat in a big empty office. It was furniture in it, not much but enough so that it would be comfortable if anyone were to stay for a while. That is just what he was doing. Jou yawned, the dim light in here was making him sleepy, he really should have his lover put in better lighting or he is going to go blind, with all the staring at the computer. Jou looked out the window, he was so high up it made his dizzy, and slightly afraid, he had never told anyone, but he hated heights. Thought the sky was breathtaking, a happy shade of blue that would warm the coldest of hearts, the sun was casting its warming rays on the people walking around below. Jou looked into that sky and felt himself get lost, that was the only way to explain it, lost, it's like he couldn't feel his body. Like he would feel if he were light as a feather floating around in that great sky. The only other way to get this free feeling was either drugs, which to Jou was not the best option, or his lover. That was the best thing when he was down. Strong arms wrapped protectively around him shielding his soul from the evils of the outside world. Up here he was safe, up here he was normally with his lover. Now though he was busy, leaving Jou all alone, to grip the handles of the chair, trying to forget he was so high up, trying to forget that if he fell, he would be lost. Lost in that big sky and it would swallow him up.
He looked out the window more, it was such a clear day, and he wished he could share it with his lover, at least his friends. But they were helping Yami and Yugi move, he would have loved to help but he needed to speak to Seto after his meeting, hence the sneaking into his office. Seto had never said anything about coming out in the open with Jou, so Jou took it as Seto wanted to keep them a secret. Enough was enough he needed to tell his friends or he would go insane. Jou had always been loyal to his friends; it was one of his best traits. Lately he had been lying to them, and he couldn't stand it anymore, so for tonight he and Seto had organized a dinner to show his friends about them. Jou chewed his lip, he felt like he had pressured Seto into doing this, that made him feel bad. If only Seto could understand how much his friends meant to him. That why he was all alone in Seto's office- so high up in the air, where the sky could get him. So big so open so insecure.
"Seto..." he whispered the only thing of Seto that was there that could hear him, would be the computer that Seto's life seemed to revolve around. Jou sighed, and tried to release his death grip on the chair- it was useless. He was stuck to the chair, is if he let go he would be sucked into the huge open abyss of the blue, blue sky.
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Seto sat in the big room, surrounded by all these men, that were not here because they respected him, but because he had money- they thought they could get it. How wrong they were. Seto glared at them, fat aging, horny bastards. He longed to return to the quiet of his office, where he could be in the dark and lose himself in his work. The computer listened to him without question; there was nothing else it could do. It didn't want his money; it didn't want his because he was pretty, it didn't stick around because he was related to it. It had no choice it had to bend to Seto's will. It did as he told it, it didn't argue. Not like his puppy did. I wonder what he sticks around for. Money? Not the type. Beauty? Seto hoped he was not related to Jou that would be just sick, like being with Mokuba. That is just wrong, he was not into he whole little kid thing, that was why he had never like Yugi that way.
Seto looked when there was a small beep from his computer screen. He let a small smile; the security code for his office had been entered- there were very few people he trusted with that code. Opening the camera feed into his computer, he kept half and ear to the blabberings of the geezers with him. Seto watched with hungry blue eyes as he watched his boyfriend enter his office. Closing the door behind him, he looked around. Sighing the blond on the screen sat in a chair and promptly curled into a ball. Frowning Seto zoomed in on the blonde's face. He was shocked to find terror written in its lines, giving one last concerned at the screen he closed the laptop with a snap that made the tense ones in the room jump with a gasp.
"Kaiba-san?" he asked, he had been in the middle of purposing what was in his mind a good idea when the teen had distracted them. When the silent CEO didn't answer right away he began to chew his lip, had he done something to displease the teen? This could cost him his job...
"I have important business to attend to I'll talk to you later." without any more answers given he left.
Walking at his usual fast pace down the seemingly endless hallways that made up a good deal of the top floors of the Kaiba Corp. building. He finally reached a familiar door with his name in gold letters on it. It stated that this was the office of Seto Kaiba the one the only. Long graceful fingers brushed the handle after punching the private punch code when a weird feeling passed through him. It was like ice, little bits of it flowing through his blood, slowing it down if not stopping it completely. Seto stopped in his tracks; cold was seeping up through the floor, spreading through his legs, up his waist and torso, down his arms and up his neck. Blue eyes widened, what was going on? Then it faded as soon as it had come leaving him to draw in a shuddering breath. Holding that breath for a while he let it out trying to calm down his heart rate. It was like his heart was trying to get out of his chest, beating wildly against his rib cage. Seto shivered suddenly his long thick trench coat did not seem to do enough to keep the chill out of him. He had to talk to some one to get the heat fixed. Touching the handle again, not without a fair bit of hesitation that he scolded himself for- it was only a door. He turned the knob and stepped into his spacious office. His heart stopped its wild beating, only to stop beating all together. Fear ran through him gluing him to the spot, unable to move, unable to mutter a single word. Wide blue eyes, shocked into doubling their normal size, regarded the outline of the body framed at his open window.
Kari: the suspense **is tingling** what's going to happen! You can't leave it there!
Yami k.: **whacks** idiot YOU wrote it!
Kari: itaii that hurt **pouts** so? You think *i* know what's going to happen
Yami k.: I would hope so
Yami k.: ya weird huh, we almost discontinued this because we had far to many problems with it!
Kari: well we continued and this is what you get, to think this all started when I turned to my best friend and said 'I want to kill Ryou' ... I'm so messed
Yami k.: yes you are review time
To silvernightangel: it is sad ne? **gives tissue** **takes one herself** I'm a nut I cry when I write this ^.^;;; thank you
To YaoiYaoiYeah: **blushes madly** **squeaks** the best? I doubt it! Well ... thank you for reviewing! My 'talent' isn't something to be envied! There are so many better writers then me! Well I can't say I didn't make myself cry with this ^.^;;;;
To cloud-1-3-5: ~^.^~ well you shouldn't cry at work... heh I wouldn't know finding a job is proving quite difficult -.- well maybe I'll hold of the water works for a couple of chapters ..maybe I wont ^.~
To silver wolf: lol you make me sound like a murder! Heh **hugs her Yami** ^.^ she may be deranged but I love her! Mm cookie! I like cookie and the Kleenex will come in handy!
To Spoons: lol ^.^ well we wouldn't want you being eaten now would we?
To Kiawna: heh heh I'm sorry to say but what I have planned- I wont tell now puahahahahahahaha **cough**
To Mai Valentine: lol we want you sane! We like your stories so we will write!
To Phoenix Rayne Kageshi*_*: wow what a name! ^.^;;; the odd thing is that some say that chapter 3 was sadder then chapter 1 interesting...
To YamiYugi's Lover: heh it wasn't was it **thinks about others things she wrote** well I tries to make it more... emotional? Well whatever it was I'm glad you liked it.
To Marguerite/Matalis: yes y/yy is on my to do list! Thank you for reviewing! Hmmm somehow that sounded a lot wronger then I intended it too..
Kari: O.O
Yami k.: O.O you never notice how many are there till you have to reply to them all!
Kari: O.O
Yami k.: -.- well this is our next chapter standard disclaimers apply.
Chapter 4
Tests of love
Dusk eyes flew open with shocking speed; they stared sightless around the little living room their owner was currently lounging in. A weird sound comes from within trembling lips; it sounds like a mix between a gasp and a cry. Air rushed in and filled emptied lungs as Marik drew in a shuddering breath.
"Malik" the name rolled off lips well trained in saying that name. "Malik..." the blond trailed off, not sure what to add to that end, not even sure weather it was a cry or a plea. Raising a trembling hand he brushed at wet cheeks, not even noticing the moisture that dampened them. "MALIK!" the anguish filled cry echoed through the empty and deserted house. Marik slid off the couch into a boneless pile on the floor, silent sobs wracking his body and he clutched at the couch as if it were the one he so dearly wanted to see right now.
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Malik was working again; he worked with his sister Isis at the museum she now managed. He had been going through a pile of paper work for a new exhibit all day; it was giving him one hell of a headache, and a big pain in his shoulders. Getting out of the old chair, and moving away from the overly cluttered desk, Malik aloud himself to stretch and flex muscles he had not used all day. Humming happily he left to get something from the vending machine.
Malik walked slowly down deserted hallways, today was slow real slow, and no one was up in the staff section of the museum. Something painful flared at the back of his mind.
"Ahh" Malik said stumbling from pain and shock. Lavender eyes widened as slender arms gripped his head and, he leaned against the wall for support. Suddenly an image flashed in his head, Marik was standing there, mouth moving, yet he could not hear the words uttered by his love. It confused Malik terribly; as the pain ebbed so did the image, fading through his grasp. Malik looked around the hallway eyes wide in confusion. He had absolutely no idea what had just happened. He chewed his bottom lip slightly as his eyes darted around the hallway. Making a quick decision Malik rushed down the hall, shoes hitting the floor, rhythmically- leaving no trace he was ever there.
Isis walked from her office and Walked down the stairs to her younger brothers, there was something bothering her. A weird feeling that she had woken up with, it would not go away as much as she tried to tell her mind that it was just lack of sleep catching up with her. Pushing open the door hesitantly, blue eyes scanned the room to find it empty, save the mess that constantly littered it. Wondering what had drawn her little brother away from his desk, at such a time. Walking up to the mess she took note of the papers filled out properly, this brought a smile to her normally cold face, her brother could learn. She decided that since he had been working so had lately that he could go where he wanted today, besides there was something in the air that made her feel like there could be no interfering. Shrugging helplessly, she of all people knew the mighty power of destiny, she had seen it power more then once.
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Malik ran down to the underground parking garage. He looked for his car amidst the field of shining hoods, so many cars, why couldn't he remember which one was his? Biting his lips he struggled against the panic surging inside of him, it was irrational. There was nothing to be afraid of, still he felt the panic threaten to take of and drown his sense of logic, he could not let that happen, if he did so there would be no turning back. Shaking his head, he resisted the urge to run to his car, instead took slow steps, calming his rapid breathing. He reflected back on what he knew of this situation, there was something going on with Marik. That enough was to push his panic level past his common sense- Marik was in trouble. He felt the panic surge against him again, like a black wave blanking out all light given by his logic. This time though he let it take his body over, it gave him speed to reach his love.
Running to the car he leapt in and slammed the door. He went as fast as he could without putting himself in the much danger. Speeding along he hoped that Marik would be okay until he got there. He watched the green light get closer, without thinking about it. His foot pushed the acceleration down a little harder, as he approached the light began its change. Speeding up he was going o blow right through the yellow light.
"Go" Malik, whispered he still did not know what was so important, but it was enough for him to push the law by speeding through the light. As his car approached he saw with wide eyes another car approaching the lights. "No!" he slammed on the breaks and the car spun out of his control, he yelped.
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Jou sat in a big empty office. It was furniture in it, not much but enough so that it would be comfortable if anyone were to stay for a while. That is just what he was doing. Jou yawned, the dim light in here was making him sleepy, he really should have his lover put in better lighting or he is going to go blind, with all the staring at the computer. Jou looked out the window, he was so high up it made his dizzy, and slightly afraid, he had never told anyone, but he hated heights. Thought the sky was breathtaking, a happy shade of blue that would warm the coldest of hearts, the sun was casting its warming rays on the people walking around below. Jou looked into that sky and felt himself get lost, that was the only way to explain it, lost, it's like he couldn't feel his body. Like he would feel if he were light as a feather floating around in that great sky. The only other way to get this free feeling was either drugs, which to Jou was not the best option, or his lover. That was the best thing when he was down. Strong arms wrapped protectively around him shielding his soul from the evils of the outside world. Up here he was safe, up here he was normally with his lover. Now though he was busy, leaving Jou all alone, to grip the handles of the chair, trying to forget he was so high up, trying to forget that if he fell, he would be lost. Lost in that big sky and it would swallow him up.
He looked out the window more, it was such a clear day, and he wished he could share it with his lover, at least his friends. But they were helping Yami and Yugi move, he would have loved to help but he needed to speak to Seto after his meeting, hence the sneaking into his office. Seto had never said anything about coming out in the open with Jou, so Jou took it as Seto wanted to keep them a secret. Enough was enough he needed to tell his friends or he would go insane. Jou had always been loyal to his friends; it was one of his best traits. Lately he had been lying to them, and he couldn't stand it anymore, so for tonight he and Seto had organized a dinner to show his friends about them. Jou chewed his lip, he felt like he had pressured Seto into doing this, that made him feel bad. If only Seto could understand how much his friends meant to him. That why he was all alone in Seto's office- so high up in the air, where the sky could get him. So big so open so insecure.
"Seto..." he whispered the only thing of Seto that was there that could hear him, would be the computer that Seto's life seemed to revolve around. Jou sighed, and tried to release his death grip on the chair- it was useless. He was stuck to the chair, is if he let go he would be sucked into the huge open abyss of the blue, blue sky.
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Seto sat in the big room, surrounded by all these men, that were not here because they respected him, but because he had money- they thought they could get it. How wrong they were. Seto glared at them, fat aging, horny bastards. He longed to return to the quiet of his office, where he could be in the dark and lose himself in his work. The computer listened to him without question; there was nothing else it could do. It didn't want his money; it didn't want his because he was pretty, it didn't stick around because he was related to it. It had no choice it had to bend to Seto's will. It did as he told it, it didn't argue. Not like his puppy did. I wonder what he sticks around for. Money? Not the type. Beauty? Seto hoped he was not related to Jou that would be just sick, like being with Mokuba. That is just wrong, he was not into he whole little kid thing, that was why he had never like Yugi that way.
Seto looked when there was a small beep from his computer screen. He let a small smile; the security code for his office had been entered- there were very few people he trusted with that code. Opening the camera feed into his computer, he kept half and ear to the blabberings of the geezers with him. Seto watched with hungry blue eyes as he watched his boyfriend enter his office. Closing the door behind him, he looked around. Sighing the blond on the screen sat in a chair and promptly curled into a ball. Frowning Seto zoomed in on the blonde's face. He was shocked to find terror written in its lines, giving one last concerned at the screen he closed the laptop with a snap that made the tense ones in the room jump with a gasp.
"Kaiba-san?" he asked, he had been in the middle of purposing what was in his mind a good idea when the teen had distracted them. When the silent CEO didn't answer right away he began to chew his lip, had he done something to displease the teen? This could cost him his job...
"I have important business to attend to I'll talk to you later." without any more answers given he left.
Walking at his usual fast pace down the seemingly endless hallways that made up a good deal of the top floors of the Kaiba Corp. building. He finally reached a familiar door with his name in gold letters on it. It stated that this was the office of Seto Kaiba the one the only. Long graceful fingers brushed the handle after punching the private punch code when a weird feeling passed through him. It was like ice, little bits of it flowing through his blood, slowing it down if not stopping it completely. Seto stopped in his tracks; cold was seeping up through the floor, spreading through his legs, up his waist and torso, down his arms and up his neck. Blue eyes widened, what was going on? Then it faded as soon as it had come leaving him to draw in a shuddering breath. Holding that breath for a while he let it out trying to calm down his heart rate. It was like his heart was trying to get out of his chest, beating wildly against his rib cage. Seto shivered suddenly his long thick trench coat did not seem to do enough to keep the chill out of him. He had to talk to some one to get the heat fixed. Touching the handle again, not without a fair bit of hesitation that he scolded himself for- it was only a door. He turned the knob and stepped into his spacious office. His heart stopped its wild beating, only to stop beating all together. Fear ran through him gluing him to the spot, unable to move, unable to mutter a single word. Wide blue eyes, shocked into doubling their normal size, regarded the outline of the body framed at his open window.
Kari: the suspense **is tingling** what's going to happen! You can't leave it there!
Yami k.: **whacks** idiot YOU wrote it!
Kari: itaii that hurt **pouts** so? You think *i* know what's going to happen
Yami k.: I would hope so