Devil's Sanctuary (Through Hell and Back for More)

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Warning: Swearing

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You're kidding! Marik said emphatically.

I wish I was kidding, Ishtar, but I know what I saw. Duke explained as they got into the

car.

Marik put the key in the ignition and started the car as everybody piled in.

Did my wife say where she was going?

No, she just ran off. Yugi replied as he smushed into the backseat.

The car was too small to accommodate the six of them, but they miraculously managed to

squish in.

AH! Get off my arm you cow! Tany yelled as Bakura squeezed over to allow Ryou

room to sit.

Be quiet, I'm not that heavy. Bakura snapped back.

Tany glared at him in anger.

I said GET OFF MY ARM she reiterated sharply.

Bakura didn't like the tone of voice she used at him and lowered his eyes.

GET OFF MY CASE, BITCH!

Tany yanked her arm out from under his butt and punched him hard in the leg.

Bakura let out a little whimper.

You're lucky you're a girl Bakura growled back at her.

Knock it off you two, you're talking like drunk idiots. Ryou said firmly.

Tany and Bakura both glared at each other, but they listened to Ryou and stopped

arguing.

Before long, Marik stopped the car infront of the Seventh Veil. Everybody piled

out of the car.

Hey look! There's Yami! Ryou said as he pointed toward the entrance of the club. Yami

was standing outside looking a little cold. The shirt he'd worn was nowhere to be found.

Hey! Yami! Marik shouted as he waved his arms to get Yami's attention. Yami looked

up and wrapped his arms around his bare chest.

Oh....hello Marik. he said in a low voice, shivery voice.

Marik stood infront of Yami with his hands on his hips.

Where the fuck is Malik!

Yami shrugged.

I don't even know where I am!

Marik let out a low growl and shoved Yami aside. Yugi quickly ran up to catch him.

Yugi.......I-.....how did I get here? Yami ask his light.

Yugi burst out into laughter as he lead Yami to the car.

You serious Yami? Boy oh boy, we definitely need to talk!

Bakura ran after Marik and followed him into the club. It was a few minutes to closing

time, so most of the clubs patrons had left. The last dancer was on stage, and Malik was

right up there stuffing her g-string with cash. The woman seductively laid her white

cowboy hat on Malik's head.

As the lights dimmed, Marik walked up behind Malik and tapped him on the shoulder.

Malik turned around and looked at Marik a little surprised.

Marik took a deep breath and waited before he said anything he'd regret.

Have fun tonight? he said sarcastically after a long pause.

Bakura stood back and watched as the Ishtars exchanged words.

I think so Malik replied, a little nervously.

Marik grabbed Malik by the arm and started dragging him out.

Hey! What the hell! Get your hands off me! Malik protested and slapped Marik's hand

away.

Marik let out a low growly noise from the back of his throat. He gnashed his teeth

together and looked Malik in the eyes.

It's time to go home. You're drunk Malik.....very drunk. Fight me on this and I'll make

you regret it.

Malik scoffed.

Move you ass than Marik hissed as he began walking out. Malik and Bakura followed

close behind him.

Malik crossed his arms as they reached the car.

How the hell are we all going to fit? he ask superciliously.

We're stuffing you and Yami in the trunk, THAT'S HOW! Marik hissed as he unlocked

the trunk of the car.

No fucking way! Malik scoffed.

Duke, Bakura, help me out here.

The three of the forcefully managed to stuff the two protesting darker halves in the trunk

of the car and locked them in. Yami and Malik pounded furiously from inside.

Hey! Let us out! ASSHOLES!

Marik laughed sarcastically as they got back into the car.

That outta hold their promiscuous asses until we get home.

Marik started the car and sped off toward home.

Get that lighter away from me! Yami could be heard yelling

HEY FUCKERS! There's no ashtrays back here! Malik yelled as they drove away.

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Malik and Yami were passed out cold by the time they arrived home. Marik and

Duke carried them inside the house and tossed them onto one of the couches. Marik stood

above Malik's passed out form and frowned.

What hell was going through his head? I can't believe he'd do this!

Duke shook his head.

I don't know man, he was pretty drunk, maybe he didn't know what he was even doing.

Marik rolled his eyes.

I could care less. What he did was bullshit, and now, because of his stupidity, I have no

clue where my wife even is.

Duke nodded his head and acknowledged Marik's conundrum.

Why don't we go look for her?

Marik shook his head.

Not an option. I know my wife. She's probably pissed off and halfway to Mexico by

now. We're better off just going to bed and seeing what tomorrow brings.

If you say so Duke nodded.

Marik started unbuttoning his shirt as he walked toward the staircase.

Let's all just get some sleep.

*******Bakura's POV*********

I woke up early before anybody else. The house was still dark. Only a few rays of the

rising sun had began to creep through the windows. I ended up sleeping on the couch

because Tany was still upset with me for sitting on her arm. I don't think I over-reacted,

but she seems to think I was out of line. I don't care if she was drunk, she should be

thankful I was with her! I wasn't the who got caught getting a blow job from a stripper!

I turn my head and glance over at Malik and Yami sleeping on the opposite

couch. Yami looks peaceful. He's in the fetal position and cuddling the throw pillow.

Disgusting, he's drooling! He reminds me of an infant. I have this urge to go slap him and

tell him to grow up. I suppose that's not an option though. Yami's powers are stronger

than mine.....and I'm sure he'll be hungover when he awakens. He just might turn me into

a bug and squish me if I piss him off.

Malik doesn't look very peaceful. He keeps tossing and turning. Oh for Ra's sake, he's

still wearing that hideous cowboy hat that stripper gave him last night! I hope he's having

a terrible nightmare.

What's this now? I hear something outside. It sounds like a motorcycle. I bet it's

Caroline. I better get up and check if it's her.

I get off the couch slowly and start walking. I smack that stupid cowboy hat off

Malik's head as I pass by. If it is indeed Caroline outside, that hat is the last thing she

needs to see. As I walk into the kitchen, I notice something odd. The door leading to the

garage is wide open. I peer through the screen door and spot Caroline getting off her

motorcycle.

Hey blondie I called out to her. She looks up at me a little surprised.

Bakura......uh....good morning.

I open the screen door and walk over to her. Damn! The concrete is cold on my bare feet!

So what brings you home at this hour of the morning? I ask her. She shrugs her

shoulders.

I need to pick up a few things. she replies.

Like what? I pry. I'm curious as to what she's up to.

Some clothes and shit

Why does she need clothes? Is she planning on going away?

Are you leaving? I ask bluntly. I wonder how she'll handle this!

Yes Bakura, I am.

Wow. I'm a bit shocked. I'm not sure how to respond.

Are you coming back?

I don't know. I just need some time to think. she sighs.

Understandable. I can't imagine what I'd do if I found Tany with another man. I'd

probably saw off his head with a dull blade and curse his family.

Caroline walks passed me and goes into the house. She looks back at me.

I'm in a hurry Bakura.....I'm sorry. I need to pack.

I follow her inside and sit at the kitchen table. The sun is coming up now. The light

coming through the window is blinding. I get up and pull the shade down. Much better. I

walk over to the sink and get myself a glass of water. I can still feel the effects of the

alcohol I consumed last night. My stomach is a little uneasy and my head hurts. My hands

are shaking ever so slightly. Why does alcohol have to do this to my body? I still miss the

good old days when Ryou and I shared his body. I could get drunk and leave him with the

hangover. I suppose I should cut back on the booze, but what fun would that be?

Ooh, it sounds like Caroline is coming back down now. I really wonder where

she's going. She walks into the kitchen carrying a black duffel bag.

Well Bakura.....maybe I'll see you around again she says as she heads for the door. I set

down my glass of water and cut her off before she can get out.

I say quickly. I can't let her go until I have an idea as to where she's going!

she says sharply.

I reach out and put my hands on her shoulders.

Caroline.....please, tell me where you are going. Marik will be worried.

She takes a deep breath.

Well....I'm not sure. I just know I can't stay here right now. I'm too angry. When I saw

Malik getting head from that skank, it felt awful. I know it's not Marik's fault. He's

wonderful, and I love him with all my heart. But the fact remains, Malik is his darker half.

Marik can't exist without Malik, and vice versa. It's all or nothing, and I can't take the

pain Malik dishes out.

I don't know why, but I don't want to see her go. I can see where she's coming from

though. I remember having the same feelings a few years ago. Different circumstances, but

I remember feeling the need to get away from everything.

Caroline, please. I don't want you to leave. You're........like family.

Oh gods, that sounded lame. I must be spending too much time around Ryou.

She smiles at me, but shakes her head.

Bakura, I can't stay.

I can't believe this. I don't have any words to say that will convince her to stay. She's

reaching into her duffel bag now. She got something in her hand.

Here Bakura, take my cellphone. I'll buy another one and give you a call if you promise

to keep this between you and me.

I take the phone from her hand. There's no changing her mind. I can sense her

determination.

I respond. I can't help myself......I pull her into a hug.

Please take care. Gods no, Ryou really has corrupted me! I'm hugging!

She hugs me back.

Thanks Bakura. I'll call you later tonight.

With that, she hurries out the door and takes off on her motorcycle. I look at the cellphone

she gave me. It's small and black. There's gold letters engraved on the back. I read them

out loud.

Happy 1st Anniversary, Love Malik

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