Finally decided to start this, and I love it offff course! ^^;;
Well, I finally got a shipper for this story. Don't know shippers? How can you not know shippers?! ::Strangles whoever doesn't.:: Well when you're done reading this and review for all the loverly bishes made to have this be a wonderful ficcy, look up the authoress LFangor, or simply look under my favorite author's list. Look at her list of shippers ^^ And read some stuff, but I'm sure you knew I'd say that.
So yeah, Clashshipping is Mariku/Yami.
Boldness is equal to kitty's thoughts/speech. More of thoughts. Lol, YES, he does have a train of mind.
"Wake me up inside, wake me up inside, call my name and save me from the dark." -Bring Me to Life: Evanescence
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"I asked," Yami cleared his throat lightly, staring up sincerely from the couch, "do you have feelings for me?" His voice floated onto the air so calmly, the repeated question not at all shaken or anything. Mariku stared at him with a long gaze, that after a while, Yami was left to repeating himself a third time. "Mariku. Is it so hard to answer?"
'Hell yeah.' The spirit thought, trying to solve an easy way to answer the other. 'Dammit, I can't tell him the truth. Wouldn't be my style anyway, but I can't. I won't hurt him. I refuse to… I can't. I just can't!' A hand down at Mariku's side clenched and his eyes narrowed with a cold glance, face glazing over. He had to keep stern, he had to keep dark and cold, it was the only way he knew of fooling Yami. He had to fool the other. No truth could ever leak from his very lips. And if Shinkou ever squeaked even one word on his feelings….
Then Yami would no longer have a cousin.
"No, it's not hard to answer. I have no feelings for you."
Yami seemed to frown, knowing very well from listening in on the other and his cousin, and from his flashbacks….that the other most definitely had feelings for him. 'He's afraid. He's actually afraid.' Yami gave a short lived chuckle to himself before voicing again, quietly. "Is that so?"
"Very much, Pharaoh," his voice sneered and Yami shivered lightly, the coldness that was radiating was just plain scary. And it was all mustered up from within the depths of Mariku's mind, it was far from natural.
At the mention of his title, Yami had to grip his hands against the couch's cushion. He hated being Pharaoh, and it was sure as hell Mariku knew that. Why is he doing this to me? Why lie? Yami suddenly seemed to snap. "Dammit, Mariku!"
The spirit seemed to internally jump, but managed to keep the stone cold face up as Yami stood and started towards him. "What the hell is your problem?! Why are you lying?!"
"I'm far from lying, idiot."
"Then why is it I heard different from when you spoke with Shinkou!" Yami hadn't meant to mention that, he really had hopes of not telling the other, but it was needed.
Mariku's eyes widened and he backed up a bit, some of the cold aspects dripping from his features. "What did you just say?"
Yami had approached with a short distance separating them, eyes watching keenly at the other's distant reactions. "I heard you and Shinkou talking about the past."
"It meant nothing! Nothing, dammit, Pharaoh!" Mariku hissed, turning his back on the other and starting to try and walk off until his arm was grabbed.
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"Hey! Where are you going?" Malik flinched when he watched the cat jump up on a bookshelf, watching a fragile crystal sphere fall and crash. "Watch it!" The cat moved, though to be honest, Malik never saw him move, from the shelf to the open window, head nuzzling against the screen and trying to get out. "Look, I understand you're a stray, but you really shouldn't go back out there."
Red eyes spun around on him as the cat gave a high pitched hiss and Malik threw his hand up in defense. "I'll get you food in a little bit! My yami is out there, and I'm so tired of seeing his fucking face…so I'll get you something later, ok? Relax."
The hikari was surprised when the cat jumped from the window, glanced at the door to hiss at before prowling towards Malik. A glint in the eyes held to the ground as the creature nestled up against the human's legs with a purr.
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Yami spun Mariku back around with a light growl, hand already having been readied for means of a hit as he cuffed the side of the other's face with a stinging slap that left a burning mark. The other fell back lightly in surprise, staring widely at the other as Yami hardly faltered, not regretting his means of action.
"You of all people should know how the title of 'Pharaoh' hurts. You should know because you outlived half of what I was going through and was always by my side. So why are you acting like everyone else now?! Like I'm just a ghost from the past and I don't matter in this time. I thought I found someone who understood, but I guess I'm just wrong again."
The spirit tore away, despite the stagger he'd earned in his walk as he moved towards the door before Mariku could stop him. It hurt too much. The lies, the coldness, the rejection even though Yami hardly said what was even started to boil in his mind. His hand trailed along the doorknob before firmly grasping it open, slipping out before slamming the door shut and fleeing. He was used to fleeing by now.
"What……just happened…..?" Mariku slumped against the kitchen counter, head in a hand as it rubbed against his temples. "Perhaps….I've hurt him more with speaking lies….but he heard me before…." His free hand found an unlit candle and he clenched at the Midnight scented wax before throwing it across the room, watching it hit the back out the couch before rolling passed onto the floor. "Dammit! Dammit….why did I ever fall in love…"
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The cat slipped out of the room, prodding its nose around some while Malik started out after the feline. It looked up at the yami, claws pricking against the ground as ears pulled back in a deadly ridiculed sound. "Hey, come on….cat…" Malik muttered, picking up the being as Mariku stared at him perplexed.
"When the hell did you get a cat?!"
"An hour ago. It was in my room. Were you…." Malik passed the confused look swiftly back so the light shined upon the other before finishing his started question. "….Were you crying?"
"Yes," Mariku responded drastically before making the same bout of leaving as he left the housing. "What if Isis was right about something….Her predictions have been wrong before, so how do I know something will actually happen….?" He left down onto the streets, slipping his hands into the pockets of his jeans with a sigh.
"…Something of the past is coming for him. I cannot see what it is exactly, but he is in danger, Mariku. If you have any care or even a little bit of heart in that dark soul of yours. Please, onegai, help him."
He shook his head lightly. Heart. He had more heart than anymore for the petite sized Pharaoh, or at least that's how it seemed. But why did Yami have to run? "What if he DOES get caught…?"
"What are you rambling over with that tongue of yours?"
Mariku snapped his head to the side, given a slight sigh of relief that it was only Shinkou, sitting on the backing of a bench at the side of the road.
"Isis had a prediction. That something from the past was coming for Yami…"
"Where's my cousin now…?"
"I….don't know."
"You lost him?!"
"He ran off!"
"How could you lose him?!" Shinkou was now standing on the seating of the bench, voice snapping down at Mariku until the spirit forced him from the wooden chair.
"He ran out because he seemed to know I was lying to him when I said I didn't care! Dammit, Mariku, he heard us! He was awake when we were talking! He heard…"
"So he heard the confession you gave to me about him, but then you said something different when he actually asked…"
"Hai…he was angered and ran out after slapping me…." Mariku sagged down onto the bench, hands on each side of his face as he stare down at the ground. "I figured he wouldn't be hurt, if I lied. But I think I hurt him even more. He think no one cares for him…and it's far from true…"
"I'm sure we'll find him…"
"What if it's too late again?"
"We can't focus on the past right now. Just think about the future," Shinkou barked out softly, hating the other's sudden pessimism but helped the other stand again. "Come on, let's go after him."
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"Malik?" Isis came back into the house to see her brother standing by a window sadly. "What happened? Did your yami do something to you…?"
"No….I lost my cat….he disappeared…"
"Since when did you have a cat?"
"An hour and a half ago…" He whispered, looking back up to his sister. "That cat felt special, I figured I could relate to him."
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Yami moved slowly down the center of the road, not caring what would happen if are car or struck just went zoom-zoom-zoom-SPLAT! Into him. If it happened, it would probably be for the better. No one would care or notice anyway, not even the driver who did it. They'd just vroom-away on their merry way and not notice they just murdered a pedestrian.
At least there hasn't been too much of a change. The feline stared down from a branch of a tree, as Yami moved along, it continuously faded from one tree to the next in the path, an agility movement. The past will always hunt… The feline purred in soft delight, a glow illuminating around its trim form as claws dug against the branch he rested on. Red eyes flickered a moment and he watched as down below Yami had stopped moving, looking around wearily. The Pharaoh falls again. Hn. The shadow below Yami was about to leap up and coat him, but something set the cat out-of-whack and the means of darkness fell away.
"Yami!"
Not him again… The cat hissed and faded from one tree to one on the other side of the road, glaring down as Mariku and Shinkou ran towards him. Both of them…
"What do you two want…" Yami stared up with a blank gaze, the sight of it sickening to all that knew him as his normal self.
"Yami, look, I-"
"I don't want to hear it, Mariku. I understand now that I just wasn't meant to be happy. How could I ever be happy? How could I even THINK that anyone could possibly care about such a weak little Pharaoh? Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound weaker with that. I'm sorry."
"Yami….what's….wrong with you….?" Shinkou backed away a little from his cousin when the other began to approach him, but Mariku stepped infront of him.
"What do you want. Go away, I just want to make someone else in pain other then myself."
"Yami…"
"Don't use that soft tone with me, you don't mean it."
"That's not true!"
"Fuck off," Yami hissed, pushing Mariku aside and stalking with a blood thirsty air around him towards Shinkou. It was if he were hunting for meat.
"Y-Yami….you don't understand! We don't think you're weak at all, far fr-"
"I am not weak. I will prove it." He fished a hand quickly in his pocket, removing it again to flick out the blade in his pocket knife that he had bought after leaving Mariku's. "I will prove to you how strong I am and how weak you are."
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Bakura sat in the dim living room, body slumping forward and hand cupped in his lap and his head ducked slightly. He hadn't moved since Shinkou had left, and Ryou was starting to get more than worried as he watching from the door way. "Yami?"
"I didn't do anything….why am I being punished from my lover….I've done nothing wrong…."
Ryou blinked and moved to sit across from his dark half. "I guess everyone thinks you did something, even I don't know what's really going on…"
"Then why don't they tell me…"
"I don't….really know, Yami…" The hikari sighed and stood up, looking down at the pathetic state Bakura had fallen into. "How about this, I'll try to find Yuugi or someone, maybe Seto, or Otogi. They may know something. Ok? But you have to promise you'll stay here."
"I will. I won't leave. Just find out what everyone thinks I've done so wrong…"
The boy gave a curt nod and stood, grabbing his teal overcoat from a hook and slipping it on before getting quickly out of the dismal home. "Who would know more of what's going on…? Hn…I guess previous mentioned two….neh…now which is closer….?" He glanced up at the sky, finally deciding on going over to Otogi's shop. He did, after all, stay longer at the house.
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Shinkou sat on the ground, hand clutched around his opposing arm and eyes wielded shut as his teeth stayed clenched in pain. Yami stood over him, his thumb sliding the blade shut again. It had happened so quickly that the former Pharaoh had lashed out, giving Mariku no chance at all to help the other. "Shinkou…you alright…?"
"I….y-yeah…" He murmured, trying to stop the bleeding as Mariku snapped out and grabbed Yami, forcing the other's arms strongly against his small body.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
"Proving myself."
"You're proving yourself as a cold hearted bastard, not the one I care for!" Mariku snapped out and Yami blinked at the power of the words, his eyes starting to return to their normal gaze.
How boring. I was hoping I taught the little boy something. Oh well….this is unbearably boring… The feline gracefully descended from the tree, tail up straight in the air as he moved towards the group slightly. If those two get in my way again, they'll have more pain than this…. A single claw struck against the ground as if hoping to squish an insect, a light aura encasing the mitt as it pushed against a section of sand on the sidewalk. Feel the wrath of a Millennia in waiting, Pharaoh… If a cat could smirk, this one surely was a master at it, a black shadow filling like ink from below where Yami stood, causing Mariku to react in trying to pull the other away.
"What's….happening….?" Yami's sadistic nature was taking a rapid fall, but his eyes couldn't leave the sight of the darkness below him. And he couldn't allow himself to move from it.
"Not again….why is this happening again….Yami come on, MOVE!"
"Again..? What are you talking about…?"
"Please….just move…" Mariku actually started to beg, not noticing Shinkou had fainted due to lack of blood. Yami finally started to move from the substance below him but it had began to glue upon his feet and he was stuck before he felt a piercing of pain and his knees buckled, having fallen if Mariku hadn't caught him. "Yami….YAMI?!"
All good fun. Now to visit a present friend of mine… The cat chuckled as he heard Yami's breath hitch then silence as he was sent spinning into a dreary world of the unconsciousness. That was when the feline made a departure.
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"That low down, good for nothing, street bastard…" Bakura growled from the shadows, watching from a corner as a few members of Yami's council passed by. "Where the hell has that little slave of mine gone off to now…?!" He hung his head in anger, pulling the hood up of his robe over his head to hide his face within the shadows of it. He slid out of the small corridor, blending with a few of the lower ranking priests.
"Has he been found yet?!" A voice snapped out in worry and Bakura rose his eyes slightly to see the High-Priest standing before the opposing four he hid in the back of.
"Iie, sir. The guards are all in the streets in search."
"Find HIM!"
They nodded and scattered, leaving Bakura to stare from beneath his hood at the other. "I'm sure he'll be found sir, I'll be sure of it."
"Good."
Bakura smirked at the stupidity of the brunette and moved on his bloody way. 'Oh yes…I'll find that good for nothing rat….He's mine, after all. I would have figured if he were in the streets though, that I would have seen him in the market. Maybe he's smarter than I thought….ha.' The dark fiend shook his head in amusement, though growled at the thought of some blonde fool knocking over his cart when he was in the market. He left the palace, figuring if he kept within the market he could find some evidence of where his pet had gone off to.
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Bakura chuckled in minor surprise when he found the brunette he found in the palace, the High-Priest. Maybe he could have some fun with someone else… "Why hello, again.."
"You should be searching for the Pharaoh, what are you doing?"
"Playing games on unsuspecting bakas… Nothing new for me…" He chuckled, a pale hand being seen move from his sleeve and run along the cream-toned skin of Seth's face. "So beautiful….maybe more so than the Pharaoh…"
Seth jolted away with a ragged his, "What do you know of the Pharaoh?!"
"Oh, so much more than you. I know his lips for one thing….can yours test against his pathetic ones?" Bakura smirked and forced the priest against him, right in the middle of the streets as he assaulted the other's flesh. No one truly noticed, not until Bakura pulled away and swung a leg around into the other's side, causing him to tripped off to the side against a few random citizens. "Nope. I like my little slave better, which means I must find the pet again. Don't give me that look." The hood slipped from his head, silver hair patted back as russet eyes glared narrowly as Seth toppled over to the ground from a second kick.
"GUARDS!!"
"Awww….the high-priest-and-mighty can't handle a poor helpless thief. How sad," Bakura scoffed, turning away and allowing the gap between them to fill with other people as Seth stood again, trying to fight back towards the dark one. Bakura tossed up a hand as a wave, his opposing arm raising vaguely for his hand to readjust the hood of his robe. "I'll tell the runt you said hi!" He stated with a mock, but knew very well Seth hung on each word in anger.
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Shinkou and Mariku found it easy to move Yami to a near bench, not quite sure if they should bring the limp form home. Actually, truth was that they had no where to take him without others fretting over the yami and crowding his space.
"Don't you have a house, Shinkou?" Mariku glanced up as he lifted Yami slightly, sitting down and cradling Yami's head in his lap. The unconscious body gave him quite a scare, he had to admit. Now it was only time they had to wait on.
"You should know I'm a wanderer. So no, I don't have a house."
"So where have you been staying?"
"Had a hotel room for a few days, checked out over the phone a few hours ago. I'll wander again if I have to, but that hotel was out of the city, and I have a cousin and you to watch over."
Mariku gave a nod and a slight smile as he brushed a hand through Yami's hair. "Thanks. He'll need both of us, I'm afraid. Afraid of what's trying to get him that is…."
"Same here.."
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Ryou walked calmly to approach Otogi's shop, blinking as he noticed a sign hanging from the inside saying it was closed. Curiously, Ryou gave a knock, then tried the door's handle and found that it was unlocked. He blinked and pulled open the door, slipping inside and finding it easy to see around as all the lights were still on. He moved through towards the back room, calling out to see if Otogi was in, but found no answer.
'Why would he leave the shop open?' The silver haired gave a minor shrug, then jumped in a bit of surprise as he stood in the doorway. 'Oh, crap…it must be Sunday….' He bit his lip, seeing Otogi sitting on the floor with Honda curled in his arms, both seemingly in a deep sleep.
The thing is with the two, they made up a really ridiculous custom that on every Sunday, they would spend their time together all day. Though most of the time, no one ever knew where they always went. Yet it seemed they would sleep together here…
Ryou shook his head and turned away, exiting the shop and glancing around. "I guess I have to find Seto then…" His voice trailed off as his head turned to look back through the shop's door and his eyes watered slightly as a bit of panic started to rise. "Oh….oh….SHIT!" The hikari quickly covered his mouth in a reaction from the sudden swearing he obtained before fleeing out into the streets, having to see Seto quickly no matter what day it was.
"It's Sunday! School starts up again from our month of vacation after Yami and Bakura flooded the school!!" He whimpered a bit. That was a problem in life. School. Who designed that?! The yamis had it lucky, they were able to not go, but everyone else (which includes Shinkou, who had to register in) were trapped. "This is a VERY bad week…"
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Ok, yeah so the school thing was kind of random. But I thought it over and found I actually need it, in a warped sense. Half the characters need to be SOMEWHERE after all.
Anymore questions on the cat? Only one person other than myself knows about him. But perhaps you're started to get some of a sense of what/who it is. If you have any thoughts about him, gladly tell me in a review, I like to hear what others think ^^
Ahhh….and Yami….well, he had a few personalities in this chapter….but….I enjoyed him ^-^ he was fun to try emotions with. And I liked how I was able to get a decent argument between him and Mariku.
(I only edited half the chapter oO;;)
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