Tammi: So, sorry everyone. I have no excuses for not updating. -_- Anyway, now that it is Sunday, and I am grounded… I'm lucky enough to still use the computer! ^-^ So, here is the next chapter, I know you've been waiting for!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sometimes
Chapter 13: And The Morning Comes
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"It's been some time, A-"
The other lifted his hand up, silencing Bakura. "Call me Malik."
"Humph. Fine, Malik then come in, I'm anxious to hear what you have to say." He replied with a hint of sarcasm. Both entered Bakura's soul room.
"Hmm, hmm, hm. So, have you come here for business, or something else?"
The spirit named Malik, stared at the smirking white-haired teen with straight lips. Bakura chuckled some, "Don't tell me that over time, you have lost the ability to speak." His deep, masculine voice echoed with slight amusement, at the other.
"This is serious, N-"
"No, it is Bakura now." He corrected. "And, what is so important that it has caused you to lose your sense of humor? Hmm?" He asked, watching the Egyptian closely.
"I trust that your end is going well?"
"Naturally I told you not to worry about it. My vessel cares deeply for that of his friends… And, this is the only was to keep the peace. I told you once that everything will be handled, and so you needn't have to check up on me." His tone of voice had gone dry.
Malik raised an eyebrow, "So defensive. I forgot that you dislike being second guessed so much. But, rest assured, I have confidence in your success. However, I needed to be sure, you understand."
Bakura grinned, "Ah, yes… You have to be sure, so that you and your love can live happily…" He was absolutely amused with his words. He laughed a bit, causing the other to frown.
"You are just as much as a mad-hatter as you were then." He stated, and the other shrugged.
"I was a tomb robber, and perhaps I am a bit of a sadistic spirit, I cannot change that." He said, "Nor would I want to." He added, before smirking darkly.
Malik sighed, "Just be sure to get rid of her, I don't need her bothering my others self."
Bakura ran his hand through his hair, "This girl Ailee… She is from Egypt."
"Yes, I know."
"She is connected to Marik, but yet, she acts like a mere child."
"I have examined her too. She should know of the past, about everything. However…"
Bakura leaned back against the wall, "I believe she fled before hand."
"Yes. She and her mother left Egypt, before anything could happen…"
"Before the darkness could be released, but that was a good thing. What concerns me is if she stays, then the power and darkness will be known. And, if everything is fine, there is no need for that."
Malik grinned, "So, this has nothing to do with being kind or a favor for a friend? You just simply want to save your own hide." He placed both hands on his hips, and watched as the other laugh in that maniacal way he does.
"If Yami ever found out the truth, war and anger would rise. As such, you are not as innocent either. Your background is tainted with his people's blood. Remember that every time you see him. I have no desire of being judged alone." He warned; his dark brown eyes narrowing.
"Is that really a threat, Bakura? Hmm, hm, you must enjoy sharing a body with that of your vessel. Quite surprising..." He said as an afterthought.
"Think whatever you want. It does not matter to me. Ailee is leaving back to Egypt today."
"See that she does." Malik said, walking out the door. Bakura sighed, and watched his retreating form.
// / / / / /// / // ///
/ // // // // / // / // / /
Morning came and Anzu opened her eyes slowly. Yawning she stretched and staggered over to the bathroom to shower. 'I hope everything will be better today than it was yesterday.' She said whilst brushing her teeth.
She hadn't gotten much sleep, but it was more than she was expecting, so she sighed. 'Please, let today be better.' Placing the cap back on the toothpaste, she went ahead and got undressed.
// / // //// / / / / / ///
Marik ate his breakfast quietly avoiding both Ishizu and Rishid's worried gazes. He didn't want to talk about anything, hadn't Ishizu already said her peace? So then why was she giving him that look? And, what did his brother have to say?
After sitting there for over five minutes, he couldn't take it anymore, "Alright, what?! What is it you guys are looking at? Why don't you stop staring and just come out with it?" He blurted out, a little louder than he meant to.
Rishid sighed, "Marik… Your friend came by."
"Ryou?" He asked, 'What would he want?'
"No, not Ryou… Yami…"
Marik blinked a couple of times, "Yami? What did he want? Did he come alone?" He asked; out of all of them, he did not expect Yami.
"Yes, he came by in hopes of speaking with you." Ishizu answered.
"He seemed worried, like as if he needed help with something." Rishid added. "Where were you last night, Marik?"
Marik gulped, "I was with friends, why did Yami say something?"
"He just noted that your other friend was quite sick." His sister appended.
"Who was sick?"
"Joey Wheeler." Rishid replied. Marik thought back and remembered seeing Joey drunk on top of the speaker at that party…
"Well, I suppose I should go check up on him… Heh…" He said, finishing up his food and walking out of the room.
Rishid gave Ishizu a look, "I know, I know. But, look at him… He doesn't have any head aches or other things that associate when one have been drinking. I'm positive he hasn't done anything."
Rishid nodded, and sighed. So did she and the two continued their breakfast.
// / / //// // // // ////
Ryou sat up and glanced over at the clock placed by his bed, 'Seven-thirty…' He fell back onto his back, and stared up at the ceiling absentmindedly. 'What is it that troubles you, Ryou?' Came a familiar voice.
\Ohayo, Bakura.\ The gentler of the two greeted.
/Good morning to you as well, but back to my question… Ryou is today bringing fear to your heart?/
Ryou nodded \It's just… To know that if she gets killed, it'll all be my fault. I don't think I can go through with it…\
Bakura gulped, if anything; He needed this to work, this plan to follow through. /Nonsense. You have to./
\But, why…?\
/…… Because, how do you know she won't try to hurt Anzu? And, then she might hurt Marik as well. You never know./
\Yeah, but…\
Bakura shook his head but knew he had to keep his cool, /Trust me, Ryou. If she stays in Japan, we'll all be in more trouble – including Ailee. And, this way everyone gets a chance at being happy./
\Except for her…\
'My hikari is so caring it makes me sick… /Ryou, you just need to believe me. I am you, and above all else, you can trust yourself, can't you?/
Ryou pondered on that thought for a moment, and nodded. \So, what do I do now?\
Bakura smiled to himself, /Simple…/
// / / / / / /// / / /// / / //
Marik headed over to Yami and Yugi's place, knocking three or four times, before their grandfather opened the door. "Ohayo, Mr. Mutoh, are Yami and Yugi home?"
"Good morning, Marik. Yes, they are up in the room, although, Joey is up there too. Poor kid, he ate too much last night, and now he has a stomach ache. He eats too much for his own good." He replied shaking his head.
_And, I thought you were dense, Marik._
-Gee, thanks a lot.-
_And, what are you doing here, exactly? Shouldn't you be groveling at Anzu's door?_
-I will. But, first, I have to earn her trust in me. And besides I need to find out what it is, Yami wanted to talk about. I'm quite intrigued to find out.-
Malik sighed, _Well, then you won't need me, will you?_
-And, where are you going?-
_Back into the Rod, I'm staying in my soul room, don't bother trying to get me._
The mind link was cut off, and Marik walked into the room, just in time to see Joey running off into the bathroom.
/// / / / / / / // // ///
Ryou finished making the breakfast, \I'm still a bit nervous about this…\
Bakura was one step to choking his light, /Don't worry about what might happen. For all we know, she might end up enjoying Egypt./ He tried to calm him, and he seemed to be doing a semi-good job of doing so.
__Bakura, we need to speak.__ Bakura felt a voice enter his mind, and he growled, /Ryou just don't mess up, understand? I'm going to lie down in my soul room. If you need anything… go ahead and call for me./
\Uh, alright.\
"Alright, Malik… What is the purpose of this intrusion?" Bakura asked, in a bored and agitated tone.
"It's Yami."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
End Chapter
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Tammi: So, how was this chapter? Oh, and I know that Malik was created from Marik and that he didn't originate from the Rod. I also know that Rishid isn't Ishizu and Marik's blood brother, but they might as well be. Well, anyway please review. Later!