Troubles of Love
Taski: Hello there! I have officially decided to write this chapter! It will include lots and lots of angsty goodness!
Chibi B: *bound and gagged in the backround* Mmf! Mmmmmmft!
Taski: ^^; Don't mind her! And, for all those who don't know, Chibi B is a girl, and I am a guy. Now, on with MY chapter!
Warnings: Yaoi, OOC, and Rape.(Taski: *evil smile*)
\Ryou talking to Bakura\ \\Bakura talking to Ryou\\
/Malik talking to Marik/ //Marik talking to Malik//
'Someone's thoughts'
Disclaimer: Neither of us owns it..now go away..
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Chapter 7
"Don't be shy little one, my name is Daisuke," He flashed a fake smile at Ryou, "And who might you be?"
Ryou stayed silent, staring at Daisuke fearfully while backing up against the locked door. He had no way out; he was trapped.
\Bakura! Hurry! They've taken me away from Malik, I-I couldn't stop them!\
\Damnit! We're moving as fast as we can!\\ Bakura shouted back at him, \\Keep the link open so we can find you easier!\\
\O-Okay..\ Ryou said, trusting Bakura and Marik to find him soon.
Ryou started whimpering as Daisuke advanced towards him. "No! Leave me alone!" He shouted, trying to avoid his attacker. Daisuke scowled, then lunged at Ryou, who screamed out in surprise and shock. He pinned Ryou up against the wall, holding Ryou's arms down by his side.
"I asked you a question," Daisuke hissed in Ryou's ear, digging his nails into Ryou's flesh, "And I expect an answer from you, now!"
"R-Ryou," He whimpered out painfully, "My n-name is Ryou.."
"Ryou," Daisuke purred, "What a lovely name for such a beautiful creature." He ran his hands up and down Ryou's arms, enjoying how the younger one trembled under him.
Ryou's eyes widened, and he started to struggle urgently to get away from the sick man. "Stop it! D-Don't touch me!"
Daisuke's eyes darkened, and he grabbed a handful of Ryou's hair, pulling it harshly, dragging him to the bed. He threw him down roughly, and straddled him so that Ryou wouldn't be able to get back up.
Ryou screamed and tried to buck Daisuke off of him, unintentionally causing the man above him to moan and buck back down, his arousal apparent now to Ryou. Ryou was crying uncontrollably as his hands were tied tightly together above him on the bedpost, causing his wrists to bleed as he attempted to get out of them.
\Oh God Bakura! Help me!\ Ryou wailed through their link, terrified at what was happening to him. \He, He's trying to..!\ He was snapped back to reality as Daisuke slapped him hard across his face. Ryou could feel his cheek start to bruise already from the force of the hit.
"Don't zone out on me," Daisuke warned, grinning sickly at the helpless boy beneath him, "I like them better when they're awake and aware of what's happening."
'Help me,' Ryou thought tearfully as Daisuke started to take his clothes off, 'Please..' What Ryou didn't know was that as Daisuke was undressing him, he shoved all of his mental defenses up, accidentally closing his link with Bakura in the process, causing his yami to lose the direction he was in.
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"Shit!" Bakura cursed loudly, "Ryou shut off the link!" Bakura had heard Ryou's last thoughts, and was nearly in tears from frustration. "Marik? Is the link still open with you and Malik?" He turned to look at the other yami, both of them still running quickly, and almost fell over in shock. Marik was crying?! "Marik? What's wrong?" He asked urgently.
"Malik," Marik choked out, his voice slightly raspy.
"What about him? Is he all right? Can you still find him?" Bakura asked anxiously.
"Yes, our link is still open, and I can still find him." Marik sniffed, "Th- They're raping him Bakura.." He croaked out, "I can hear his mental screams," Marik shuddered, "We have to hurry, it's only a little further."
Bakura stared at Marik disbelievingly. 'No, we're too late.' He pushed back his own tears of grief and continued to follow Marik. 'I failed them,' he thought sadly, 'I failed them both, as a yami and as a lover.' He was interrupted from his thoughts when Marik stopped in front of a run down building.
"They're in here." He said gravely, "Are you ready?"
"You bet I am," Bakura snarled back, "Let's go."
The two ran into the building, and as soon as they stepped foot inside, they heard a pain filled scream from one of the rooms. Marik and Bakura nodded to each other, and opened the door to the room, immediately feeling sick as they saw what was happening.
Malik was screaming and sobbing as the man named Kamijo plunged in and out of him, the other four remaining thugs standing and waiting for their own turn. Marik saw red as he ran into the room yelling, and tackled Kamijo to the ground, hitting him repeatedly. Bakura also ran inside, calling on his Morphing Jar to send the rest of the brutes to the Shadow Realm. They all screamed in horror as random duel monsters chased them as soon as they got there. Marik pulled out his Millenium Rod and plunged it through Kamijo's chest again and again, until the man finally died.
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In the other room, Daisuke paused in what he was doing when he heard the screams from his gang. He looked down at the unconscious Ryou, stroking the hikari's bleeding face, "I'll be back for you little one, wait for me." He whispered. And with that, he left, escaping Bakura and Marik's soon to come wrath.
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Bakura kneeled next to Malik, a tear falling down his face as he noticed how badly Malik was hurt. He reached out a hand to brush Malik's bangs away, and was hurt to see Malik flinch away from his touch. "Malik," He spoke, his voice uncharacteristically soft, "It's alright now, we're going to get you out of here."
"Ryou," Malik whispered, his pain filled eyes meeting Bakura's. "You have to find him..."
"Bakura, you go find Ryou, I'll stay here with Malik," Marik spoke up, crouching down next to them. Bakura nodded and rushed off to find his aibou, leaving Malik and Marik alone. Marik dressed Malik back up, trying not to be too rough with him, and paying attention to every time Malik winced in pain.
"I'm so sorry," Marik looked at Malik with watery eyes.
"Don't be," Malik said, looking at the ground instead of Marik, "It's not your fault."
"Yes it is!" Marik shouted, a tear falling down his cheek, startling Malik, "If I had gotten here faster, or if I didn't even let you leave the house with Ryou then-!"
Malik placed a finger on Marik's lips, silencing him. "It isn't you fault," He spoke softly, tears flowing like rivers down his face, "Don't even think of blaming yourself. And please, don't cry," He wiped Marik's tear away.
"I'll try," Marik sniffled, "Let's get out of here." He went to pick Malik up, but he flinched away just like he did with Bakura. "Malik?" He asked, concerned.
"Don't you and Bakura think I'm dirty?" Malik cried out, "Why would you want to touch someone as filthy as me?" He hid his face in his hands. "Bakura probably hates me now, he, he probably thinks I'm nothing but a weakling!"
"He does not." Marik said fiercely, making Malik look up at him, startled, "Neither of us think you're dirty, and we would never hate you! We love you!" Marik blurted out.
"W-What?" Malik asked, confusion etched on his face.
"We love you," Marik admitted, "Both of us do, we both love Ryou as well." He looked down at the ground, "I understand, if you don't love me back, but don't ever think for a second that Bakura doesn't love you!"
Malik was shocked. They both loved him, and Ryou? How was that possible? How is it even possible for Bakura to love him? Then again, he supposed that he loved all of them too. He'd always had an attraction to Marik because Marik was his yami, and he already loved Bakura, and Ryou, well, who couldn't love him? After a moment of hesitation, he wrapped his arms around Marik. "I love you all too," He said quietly.
Marik held Malik, and kissed his forehead. "You know," he mumbled, "Bakura doesn't think that you love him back, and we all still haven't told Ryou yet."
"Well, we'll just have to tell them both then," Malik smiled, momentarily forgetting about the rape.
"Let's go find them," Marik said, picking up Malik carefully, trying to avoid his light's injuries. He was angered at what had happened to Malik, and he only prayed that Ryou hadn't gone through the same thing.
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Bakura looked through room after room, and he couldn't find Ryou! He was starting to panic, where was his hikari? He opened the next door, and was assaulted by the smell of blood. Bakura's eyes opened wide, and he looked into the room, and cried out at what he saw.
Ryou was laying there, his eyes closed, naked and tied down to the bed. There were slash marks all up and down Ryou's chest, along with bruises and burns that were littered all over his body. Bakura stepped closer, and saw that there was a disturbingly large amount of blood pooled between Ryou's thighs and on the bed sheets around them.
"Ryou!" He shouted, and ran to his aibou's side, untying his wrists gently. 'Please be okay!' He felt for a pulse and almost passed out in relief as he found one, it was a bit weak, but Ryou was still alive! 'Thank Ra!' He thought. He searched around for a blanket, found one, and wrapped Ryou up in it carefully. A tear dripped down onto Ryou's face. 'Why? Why did this have to happen to them?' He left the room with Ryou in his arms, crying silent tears.
He met Marik and Malik on his way down the hall.
"Ryou!" Malik sobbed into Marik's chest, "No! It isn't fair! I should have been able to protect him!"
"Shhh," Marik comforted, "You did the best you could."
"Marik's right," Bakura whispered, his eyes puffy and red from his tears, "We're just sorry we didn't get here in time to prevent this all from happening. Let's leave."
They were about to walk out the entrance, when Bakura got an idea, and with one arm holding Ryou up, he used his other to set fire to the house.
"Good riddance," Malik muttered, before falling asleep in exhaustion.
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Malik woke up later to find himself in a warm and comfortable bed. He yawned and stretched only to let out a small scream of pain that reminded him of what happened the day before. Tears gathered in his eyes from the agony that he was experiencing, but he blinked them back stubbornly, willing himself not to cry. He looked around the room, and noticed he was at Ryou's house now, and Ryou was laying in the bed next to him, still passed out.
/Marik?/ He called out uncertainly.
//Malik? I'll be right up!//
He heard two sets of pounding feet run up the stairs and down the hall. The door was opened to reveal Marik and Bakura. They rushed over to him.
"Are you okay?" Marik asked him, checking Malik over to make sure he wasn't hurt anywhere.
"I-I'm fine," Malik mumbled, picking at imaginary lint on his blanket.
"I'll go make you some breakfast, alright?" Marik suggested, and ran back downstairs to the kitchen, leaving Malik and Bakura alone.
"Malik?" Bakura spoke, once Marik was out of the room, "Do you..do you hate me?"
"What?" Malik asked, startled at the question, "No, I don't hate you at all. Why would you think that?"
"Because I'm an ass," Bakura said, looking down at the floor, "I acted like I didn't care about you, but, Malik" Bakura paused and looked Malik straight in the eyes, "I love you."
Malik smiled at Bakura and sat up with a wince. He pulled Bakura towards him, hugging him closely. "I love you too Bakura."
"You aren't the only one I love though," Bakura confessed.
"I know, Marik already told me," Malik pulled back and stared into the other's eyes. "I love them both too."
Bakura smirked, "Wow, this is beginning to sound like some sort of fairy tale, we need to find out about Ryou now." He looked over at his unconscious light, growling. "When I get my hands on the guy who did this to him.."
"His name was Daisuke," Malik said, his lips curling back in disgust, "He, He was the one who ordered us to be kidnapped."
Marik walked into the room, trying to balance a tray in his hands. He was wearing an apron and was covered in dough and flour. Malik and Bakura giggled at him.
"Oh be quiet," Marik growled, setting down the tray in front of Malik, "Why don't you try making pancakes sometime!"
"Pancakes?" Malik brightened, "My favorite! Thanks Marik!" He started to eat them, when he suddenly dropped his fork and rushed to the bathroom.
Marik and Bakura followed, concerned. They found Malik bent over the toilet, puking. He looked up at them with a small smile, "I shouldn't have eaten that fast." He turned back to the toilet and retched loudly.
Bakura walked up and rubbed his back soothingly until Malik was finished. He then Marik then led Malik back into bed.
"Try eating a bit slower." Marik suggested. Malik nodded, and slowly continued to eat his pancakes.
They all froze though, when they heard a soft moan come from the bed next to them.
"He's waking up!" Malik whispered. They all gathered around Ryou's bed, waiting for the young hikari to awaken, hoping that Ryou was okay.
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Taski: Well? How did you like it? *grins evilly*
Chibi B: *glaring and struggling fiercely*
Taski: Well, I'll be leaving now! *wanders off*
Chibi B: MMMFFFFTTTT!!! *wants to murder Taski*
Taski: Hello there! I have officially decided to write this chapter! It will include lots and lots of angsty goodness!
Chibi B: *bound and gagged in the backround* Mmf! Mmmmmmft!
Taski: ^^; Don't mind her! And, for all those who don't know, Chibi B is a girl, and I am a guy. Now, on with MY chapter!
Warnings: Yaoi, OOC, and Rape.(Taski: *evil smile*)
\Ryou talking to Bakura\ \\Bakura talking to Ryou\\
/Malik talking to Marik/ //Marik talking to Malik//
'Someone's thoughts'
Disclaimer: Neither of us owns it..now go away..
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Chapter 7
"Don't be shy little one, my name is Daisuke," He flashed a fake smile at Ryou, "And who might you be?"
Ryou stayed silent, staring at Daisuke fearfully while backing up against the locked door. He had no way out; he was trapped.
\Bakura! Hurry! They've taken me away from Malik, I-I couldn't stop them!\
\Damnit! We're moving as fast as we can!\\ Bakura shouted back at him, \\Keep the link open so we can find you easier!\\
\O-Okay..\ Ryou said, trusting Bakura and Marik to find him soon.
Ryou started whimpering as Daisuke advanced towards him. "No! Leave me alone!" He shouted, trying to avoid his attacker. Daisuke scowled, then lunged at Ryou, who screamed out in surprise and shock. He pinned Ryou up against the wall, holding Ryou's arms down by his side.
"I asked you a question," Daisuke hissed in Ryou's ear, digging his nails into Ryou's flesh, "And I expect an answer from you, now!"
"R-Ryou," He whimpered out painfully, "My n-name is Ryou.."
"Ryou," Daisuke purred, "What a lovely name for such a beautiful creature." He ran his hands up and down Ryou's arms, enjoying how the younger one trembled under him.
Ryou's eyes widened, and he started to struggle urgently to get away from the sick man. "Stop it! D-Don't touch me!"
Daisuke's eyes darkened, and he grabbed a handful of Ryou's hair, pulling it harshly, dragging him to the bed. He threw him down roughly, and straddled him so that Ryou wouldn't be able to get back up.
Ryou screamed and tried to buck Daisuke off of him, unintentionally causing the man above him to moan and buck back down, his arousal apparent now to Ryou. Ryou was crying uncontrollably as his hands were tied tightly together above him on the bedpost, causing his wrists to bleed as he attempted to get out of them.
\Oh God Bakura! Help me!\ Ryou wailed through their link, terrified at what was happening to him. \He, He's trying to..!\ He was snapped back to reality as Daisuke slapped him hard across his face. Ryou could feel his cheek start to bruise already from the force of the hit.
"Don't zone out on me," Daisuke warned, grinning sickly at the helpless boy beneath him, "I like them better when they're awake and aware of what's happening."
'Help me,' Ryou thought tearfully as Daisuke started to take his clothes off, 'Please..' What Ryou didn't know was that as Daisuke was undressing him, he shoved all of his mental defenses up, accidentally closing his link with Bakura in the process, causing his yami to lose the direction he was in.
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"Shit!" Bakura cursed loudly, "Ryou shut off the link!" Bakura had heard Ryou's last thoughts, and was nearly in tears from frustration. "Marik? Is the link still open with you and Malik?" He turned to look at the other yami, both of them still running quickly, and almost fell over in shock. Marik was crying?! "Marik? What's wrong?" He asked urgently.
"Malik," Marik choked out, his voice slightly raspy.
"What about him? Is he all right? Can you still find him?" Bakura asked anxiously.
"Yes, our link is still open, and I can still find him." Marik sniffed, "Th- They're raping him Bakura.." He croaked out, "I can hear his mental screams," Marik shuddered, "We have to hurry, it's only a little further."
Bakura stared at Marik disbelievingly. 'No, we're too late.' He pushed back his own tears of grief and continued to follow Marik. 'I failed them,' he thought sadly, 'I failed them both, as a yami and as a lover.' He was interrupted from his thoughts when Marik stopped in front of a run down building.
"They're in here." He said gravely, "Are you ready?"
"You bet I am," Bakura snarled back, "Let's go."
The two ran into the building, and as soon as they stepped foot inside, they heard a pain filled scream from one of the rooms. Marik and Bakura nodded to each other, and opened the door to the room, immediately feeling sick as they saw what was happening.
Malik was screaming and sobbing as the man named Kamijo plunged in and out of him, the other four remaining thugs standing and waiting for their own turn. Marik saw red as he ran into the room yelling, and tackled Kamijo to the ground, hitting him repeatedly. Bakura also ran inside, calling on his Morphing Jar to send the rest of the brutes to the Shadow Realm. They all screamed in horror as random duel monsters chased them as soon as they got there. Marik pulled out his Millenium Rod and plunged it through Kamijo's chest again and again, until the man finally died.
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In the other room, Daisuke paused in what he was doing when he heard the screams from his gang. He looked down at the unconscious Ryou, stroking the hikari's bleeding face, "I'll be back for you little one, wait for me." He whispered. And with that, he left, escaping Bakura and Marik's soon to come wrath.
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Bakura kneeled next to Malik, a tear falling down his face as he noticed how badly Malik was hurt. He reached out a hand to brush Malik's bangs away, and was hurt to see Malik flinch away from his touch. "Malik," He spoke, his voice uncharacteristically soft, "It's alright now, we're going to get you out of here."
"Ryou," Malik whispered, his pain filled eyes meeting Bakura's. "You have to find him..."
"Bakura, you go find Ryou, I'll stay here with Malik," Marik spoke up, crouching down next to them. Bakura nodded and rushed off to find his aibou, leaving Malik and Marik alone. Marik dressed Malik back up, trying not to be too rough with him, and paying attention to every time Malik winced in pain.
"I'm so sorry," Marik looked at Malik with watery eyes.
"Don't be," Malik said, looking at the ground instead of Marik, "It's not your fault."
"Yes it is!" Marik shouted, a tear falling down his cheek, startling Malik, "If I had gotten here faster, or if I didn't even let you leave the house with Ryou then-!"
Malik placed a finger on Marik's lips, silencing him. "It isn't you fault," He spoke softly, tears flowing like rivers down his face, "Don't even think of blaming yourself. And please, don't cry," He wiped Marik's tear away.
"I'll try," Marik sniffled, "Let's get out of here." He went to pick Malik up, but he flinched away just like he did with Bakura. "Malik?" He asked, concerned.
"Don't you and Bakura think I'm dirty?" Malik cried out, "Why would you want to touch someone as filthy as me?" He hid his face in his hands. "Bakura probably hates me now, he, he probably thinks I'm nothing but a weakling!"
"He does not." Marik said fiercely, making Malik look up at him, startled, "Neither of us think you're dirty, and we would never hate you! We love you!" Marik blurted out.
"W-What?" Malik asked, confusion etched on his face.
"We love you," Marik admitted, "Both of us do, we both love Ryou as well." He looked down at the ground, "I understand, if you don't love me back, but don't ever think for a second that Bakura doesn't love you!"
Malik was shocked. They both loved him, and Ryou? How was that possible? How is it even possible for Bakura to love him? Then again, he supposed that he loved all of them too. He'd always had an attraction to Marik because Marik was his yami, and he already loved Bakura, and Ryou, well, who couldn't love him? After a moment of hesitation, he wrapped his arms around Marik. "I love you all too," He said quietly.
Marik held Malik, and kissed his forehead. "You know," he mumbled, "Bakura doesn't think that you love him back, and we all still haven't told Ryou yet."
"Well, we'll just have to tell them both then," Malik smiled, momentarily forgetting about the rape.
"Let's go find them," Marik said, picking up Malik carefully, trying to avoid his light's injuries. He was angered at what had happened to Malik, and he only prayed that Ryou hadn't gone through the same thing.
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Bakura looked through room after room, and he couldn't find Ryou! He was starting to panic, where was his hikari? He opened the next door, and was assaulted by the smell of blood. Bakura's eyes opened wide, and he looked into the room, and cried out at what he saw.
Ryou was laying there, his eyes closed, naked and tied down to the bed. There were slash marks all up and down Ryou's chest, along with bruises and burns that were littered all over his body. Bakura stepped closer, and saw that there was a disturbingly large amount of blood pooled between Ryou's thighs and on the bed sheets around them.
"Ryou!" He shouted, and ran to his aibou's side, untying his wrists gently. 'Please be okay!' He felt for a pulse and almost passed out in relief as he found one, it was a bit weak, but Ryou was still alive! 'Thank Ra!' He thought. He searched around for a blanket, found one, and wrapped Ryou up in it carefully. A tear dripped down onto Ryou's face. 'Why? Why did this have to happen to them?' He left the room with Ryou in his arms, crying silent tears.
He met Marik and Malik on his way down the hall.
"Ryou!" Malik sobbed into Marik's chest, "No! It isn't fair! I should have been able to protect him!"
"Shhh," Marik comforted, "You did the best you could."
"Marik's right," Bakura whispered, his eyes puffy and red from his tears, "We're just sorry we didn't get here in time to prevent this all from happening. Let's leave."
They were about to walk out the entrance, when Bakura got an idea, and with one arm holding Ryou up, he used his other to set fire to the house.
"Good riddance," Malik muttered, before falling asleep in exhaustion.
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Malik woke up later to find himself in a warm and comfortable bed. He yawned and stretched only to let out a small scream of pain that reminded him of what happened the day before. Tears gathered in his eyes from the agony that he was experiencing, but he blinked them back stubbornly, willing himself not to cry. He looked around the room, and noticed he was at Ryou's house now, and Ryou was laying in the bed next to him, still passed out.
/Marik?/ He called out uncertainly.
//Malik? I'll be right up!//
He heard two sets of pounding feet run up the stairs and down the hall. The door was opened to reveal Marik and Bakura. They rushed over to him.
"Are you okay?" Marik asked him, checking Malik over to make sure he wasn't hurt anywhere.
"I-I'm fine," Malik mumbled, picking at imaginary lint on his blanket.
"I'll go make you some breakfast, alright?" Marik suggested, and ran back downstairs to the kitchen, leaving Malik and Bakura alone.
"Malik?" Bakura spoke, once Marik was out of the room, "Do you..do you hate me?"
"What?" Malik asked, startled at the question, "No, I don't hate you at all. Why would you think that?"
"Because I'm an ass," Bakura said, looking down at the floor, "I acted like I didn't care about you, but, Malik" Bakura paused and looked Malik straight in the eyes, "I love you."
Malik smiled at Bakura and sat up with a wince. He pulled Bakura towards him, hugging him closely. "I love you too Bakura."
"You aren't the only one I love though," Bakura confessed.
"I know, Marik already told me," Malik pulled back and stared into the other's eyes. "I love them both too."
Bakura smirked, "Wow, this is beginning to sound like some sort of fairy tale, we need to find out about Ryou now." He looked over at his unconscious light, growling. "When I get my hands on the guy who did this to him.."
"His name was Daisuke," Malik said, his lips curling back in disgust, "He, He was the one who ordered us to be kidnapped."
Marik walked into the room, trying to balance a tray in his hands. He was wearing an apron and was covered in dough and flour. Malik and Bakura giggled at him.
"Oh be quiet," Marik growled, setting down the tray in front of Malik, "Why don't you try making pancakes sometime!"
"Pancakes?" Malik brightened, "My favorite! Thanks Marik!" He started to eat them, when he suddenly dropped his fork and rushed to the bathroom.
Marik and Bakura followed, concerned. They found Malik bent over the toilet, puking. He looked up at them with a small smile, "I shouldn't have eaten that fast." He turned back to the toilet and retched loudly.
Bakura walked up and rubbed his back soothingly until Malik was finished. He then Marik then led Malik back into bed.
"Try eating a bit slower." Marik suggested. Malik nodded, and slowly continued to eat his pancakes.
They all froze though, when they heard a soft moan come from the bed next to them.
"He's waking up!" Malik whispered. They all gathered around Ryou's bed, waiting for the young hikari to awaken, hoping that Ryou was okay.
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Taski: Well? How did you like it? *grins evilly*
Chibi B: *glaring and struggling fiercely*
Taski: Well, I'll be leaving now! *wanders off*
Chibi B: MMMFFFFTTTT!!! *wants to murder Taski*
