oos: Just because I'm such a great person (^_^) I've decided to complete
the last four chapters of this story in order before continuing on with my
other stories. Lemme see...... thanks to everyone who reviewed, including
Lily of the Shadow, who suggested a word that even the great me is
unfamiliar with! 0_0!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAH! Thanks a lot for your
word, which is 'crenelate'.
Crenelate = transitive verb, -ated, -ating: 1. to furnish with battlements 2. to form with square indentations with a pattern resembling crenels.
If that makes absolutely no sense to you, it's just the square borders of castles. If that still doesn't make sense, oh well! ^_^
This means, yes, I'm still accepting words, and will use more than one per chapter, so there's no limit! Submit, submit, submit! :D
/......./ = Marik //......// = Yami Marik
The Bewilderment
*He - what?* Alex's mind refused to comprehend Marik's last sentence.
She opened her mouth to express this and moved her lips. That was about it.
Marik had turned a violent shade of red in her silence and lack of motion. "I- I've got some work to do, so I'll leave you to rest," he muttered under his breath and made a quick escape out the door.
Alex tried to move her legs and winced. Perhaps it would be better if she waited in bed for a while before venturing out after him, she decided. She laid her head down on the crisp white pillow and repeated those words.
*He loves me.......*
Could it be? Is that why he had saved her from Bakura? *Or even kidnapped me in the first place?* Alex realized. *Maybe that's why........ wait, how could he have found out about me?* She searched her mind for any possible connections to Marik, but couldn't fathom a single one. (Remember, she doesn't know what the outside of the house looks like at all.)
Her mind continually turned these thoughts around in her head, like a dryer set on High. (Do dryers have a 'High' mode? lol)
*Do I love him?* Alex asked herself. She blushed as she remembered the kickboxing fight they had staged. Marik had his shirt off.................
*Ok, ok, he's droolworthy!* she surrendered to herself. *But he DID kidnap me. I bet my mom and brother are worried sick!*
**Alex's House**
"Andrew, where's Alex?"
"Dunno, Mom."
"Oh okay."
**Back to Marik's Mansion**
*Bet Mom's called the police and everything,* Alex smiled at the mental image that thought produced. *I still can't decide whether I love him or not!* she agonized.
In order to determine whether she did or not, she thought of his smile....... and shivered. *Yup, I think I've at least got a little crush.* she thought gloomily. *I feel bad about leaving him hanging, anyway. I better go check on him.*
Alex felt like she had regained enough energy that she could at least hobble around, so she sat up and pushed off the bed-
To land in a heap on the floor. The molding that ran alongside the wall was crenelated beautifully, she noticed, dazed, then hoisted herself upright with the assistance of the chair.
Her legs trembled for a minute until she got used to standing again. The moment Alex felt steady, she took one shaky step, then another, and another, until she reached the door. She looked at a small label on the door. It read: Private Bedchambers. No doubt it was so that the staff didn't wake the person...... crap....
*This must be Marik's room!* she realized, mortified. Her face was burning with embaressment that she had been laying in his bed.
Alex shook off these dirty thoughts and eventually worked her way down the hallway. She stopped at a corner and listened carefully. The house was silent, except for a faint sound at the opposite end of the mansion. She gritted her teeth and dragged herself past several different doors until she found the one whose occupants were making a strange clacking sound.
Alex opened the door and found Marik typing (the source of the noise) and muttering to himself, his back to her. She grinned evilly. *Wonder how HE enjoys being snuck up on!* the girl muttered gleefully and began creeping carefully across the floor.
***
Marik was working. Really, he was.
He jerked himself back to reality after spacing out for several seconds. The reality was that he was terrified. *I told her too soon!* he moaned to himself. *I should have waited to see if she really likes me back...... what if she doesn't?!? I don't think I could take it! I think I'd go mad!* Marik was working himself into a small case of hysterics.
//She likes you,// a voice other than his own confirmed and he stiffened.
/And how do you know this?/ he asked tersely. *If his yami had been tormenting people while he was sleeping again, he would-*
//I haven't been, so don't wet your pants.//
Marik could feel the other spirit wave a hand lazily.
/Then how can you tell?/ he demanded.
//Everytime you look at her. She looks back and there's a light in there. Quite revolting.// Yami Marik shuddered. //More than likes, too. Maybe even LOVES.//
Marik felt his heart skip a beat. /Really?/ he ventured timidly.
//Absolutely. // His yami could feel how vulnerable his light was at the moment and was ready to take over.
Unfortunately, his eagerness passed on through their mind link. /Yeah right,/ Marik scoffed. /I can feel that you're just telling me this!/
//Sure,// Yami Marik faltered, unable to hide his disappointment. Someday he would take posession of the weak body he shared and pay this Alex a visit. *I wonder if she'd like being a mind slave.....* he chuckled freely to himself, knowing his host had no idea how to tap into his thoughts.
I'm gonna go find out for myself./ Marik suddenly announced, resolute. /I'm going to go see how she's doing!/
//No need to take a step,// Yami Marik announced irritably. //She's trying to sneak up on you by hiding behind the chair.//
oos: Wow, that chapter took me an hour and ten minutes to write! WOWIES! ^_^ The next chapter will be up by the day after tomorrow..... most likely.
Crenelate = transitive verb, -ated, -ating: 1. to furnish with battlements 2. to form with square indentations with a pattern resembling crenels.
If that makes absolutely no sense to you, it's just the square borders of castles. If that still doesn't make sense, oh well! ^_^
This means, yes, I'm still accepting words, and will use more than one per chapter, so there's no limit! Submit, submit, submit! :D
/......./ = Marik //......// = Yami Marik
The Bewilderment
*He - what?* Alex's mind refused to comprehend Marik's last sentence.
She opened her mouth to express this and moved her lips. That was about it.
Marik had turned a violent shade of red in her silence and lack of motion. "I- I've got some work to do, so I'll leave you to rest," he muttered under his breath and made a quick escape out the door.
Alex tried to move her legs and winced. Perhaps it would be better if she waited in bed for a while before venturing out after him, she decided. She laid her head down on the crisp white pillow and repeated those words.
*He loves me.......*
Could it be? Is that why he had saved her from Bakura? *Or even kidnapped me in the first place?* Alex realized. *Maybe that's why........ wait, how could he have found out about me?* She searched her mind for any possible connections to Marik, but couldn't fathom a single one. (Remember, she doesn't know what the outside of the house looks like at all.)
Her mind continually turned these thoughts around in her head, like a dryer set on High. (Do dryers have a 'High' mode? lol)
*Do I love him?* Alex asked herself. She blushed as she remembered the kickboxing fight they had staged. Marik had his shirt off.................
*Ok, ok, he's droolworthy!* she surrendered to herself. *But he DID kidnap me. I bet my mom and brother are worried sick!*
**Alex's House**
"Andrew, where's Alex?"
"Dunno, Mom."
"Oh okay."
**Back to Marik's Mansion**
*Bet Mom's called the police and everything,* Alex smiled at the mental image that thought produced. *I still can't decide whether I love him or not!* she agonized.
In order to determine whether she did or not, she thought of his smile....... and shivered. *Yup, I think I've at least got a little crush.* she thought gloomily. *I feel bad about leaving him hanging, anyway. I better go check on him.*
Alex felt like she had regained enough energy that she could at least hobble around, so she sat up and pushed off the bed-
To land in a heap on the floor. The molding that ran alongside the wall was crenelated beautifully, she noticed, dazed, then hoisted herself upright with the assistance of the chair.
Her legs trembled for a minute until she got used to standing again. The moment Alex felt steady, she took one shaky step, then another, and another, until she reached the door. She looked at a small label on the door. It read: Private Bedchambers. No doubt it was so that the staff didn't wake the person...... crap....
*This must be Marik's room!* she realized, mortified. Her face was burning with embaressment that she had been laying in his bed.
Alex shook off these dirty thoughts and eventually worked her way down the hallway. She stopped at a corner and listened carefully. The house was silent, except for a faint sound at the opposite end of the mansion. She gritted her teeth and dragged herself past several different doors until she found the one whose occupants were making a strange clacking sound.
Alex opened the door and found Marik typing (the source of the noise) and muttering to himself, his back to her. She grinned evilly. *Wonder how HE enjoys being snuck up on!* the girl muttered gleefully and began creeping carefully across the floor.
***
Marik was working. Really, he was.
He jerked himself back to reality after spacing out for several seconds. The reality was that he was terrified. *I told her too soon!* he moaned to himself. *I should have waited to see if she really likes me back...... what if she doesn't?!? I don't think I could take it! I think I'd go mad!* Marik was working himself into a small case of hysterics.
//She likes you,// a voice other than his own confirmed and he stiffened.
/And how do you know this?/ he asked tersely. *If his yami had been tormenting people while he was sleeping again, he would-*
//I haven't been, so don't wet your pants.//
Marik could feel the other spirit wave a hand lazily.
/Then how can you tell?/ he demanded.
//Everytime you look at her. She looks back and there's a light in there. Quite revolting.// Yami Marik shuddered. //More than likes, too. Maybe even LOVES.//
Marik felt his heart skip a beat. /Really?/ he ventured timidly.
//Absolutely. // His yami could feel how vulnerable his light was at the moment and was ready to take over.
Unfortunately, his eagerness passed on through their mind link. /Yeah right,/ Marik scoffed. /I can feel that you're just telling me this!/
//Sure,// Yami Marik faltered, unable to hide his disappointment. Someday he would take posession of the weak body he shared and pay this Alex a visit. *I wonder if she'd like being a mind slave.....* he chuckled freely to himself, knowing his host had no idea how to tap into his thoughts.
I'm gonna go find out for myself./ Marik suddenly announced, resolute. /I'm going to go see how she's doing!/
//No need to take a step,// Yami Marik announced irritably. //She's trying to sneak up on you by hiding behind the chair.//
oos: Wow, that chapter took me an hour and ten minutes to write! WOWIES! ^_^ The next chapter will be up by the day after tomorrow..... most likely.