"What? No hello?" Marik asked with mocked amusement on his face as he
advanced upon Malik who was slowly backing up to the bed. "Come on! At
least admit you missed me!"
"How?" Malik finally was able to ask as he continued to stare at his yami in shock.
"Don't you remember?" Marik asked with the amusement still in his voice as he walked closer to his hikari until they were standing mere inches apart. Malik by that time had backed all the way to his bed so he had nowhere else to go. "One year ago today, you read a spell that not only brought me back but gave me a body of my own. You wanted me so now you got me!"
Thoughts of Marzuq ran through Malik's head. Marik apparently didn't know about Marzuq and there was no telling what he would do if he found out. Yes, there had been a time when Malik wanted a kinder version of his yami back but he hadn't wanted the same psychopath he was before and especially not if his son was in any kind of danger with Marik around.
Thinking fast, Malik forced a grin on his face. "Of course I wanted you," he replied, which was only a half-lie, making his voice sound husky in the process. "I wanted you so badly." Taking his yami by surprise, Malik kissed Marik, while wrapping his arms around his dark's neck, he then easily fell backwards on the bed taking Marik with him. Malik figured that Marzuq would be safe as long as he could keep Marik distracted until Isis and Rishid came home.
Marik gave a hungry growl as Malik allowed Marik to dominate him. They passionately kissed for a few more moments until Marik decided to direct his attention to other parts of Malik's body. Marik began eagerly sucking on Malik's neck while his hands made their way up under Malik's shirt so he could tug and twist his hikari's nipples. Malik meanwhile was in total bliss forgetting about the fact he was doing it for Marzuq and instead just enjoying the feelings of what Marik was doing to him.
Suddenly a loud cry rang out throughout the house and both Marik and Malik froze their actions. On Malik's face was look of horror, while Marik had nothing but confusion on his. "What was that?" Marik asked looking at his scared hikari while the cries continued.
"My son," Malik admitted.
"Your son?" Marik asked as he crawled off Malik and sat up. "Since when do you have a son? Besides you're gay!"
"How do you know I'm gay?!" Malik asked defensively.
"Because you created me," Marik replied with a smirk before he slid of the bed and left the room, tearing the place apart to find where the cries were coming from. Malik hurried after him and found him in Marzuq's room, standing over the crib, looking down at Marzuq who desperately wanted to be picked up.
"Don't hurt him," Malik whispered as Marik reached down and picked him up holding him out at arms length as if the baby had a disease of some sort.
"I'm still trying to figure out how you had a child," Marik replied with a snort, as he looked Marzuq over. It then dawned on him just how long ago Marzuq had been conceived. His head snapped over to glare at Malik, "Don't you mean this is my child?" he asked with a smirk on his face.
"Give him to me," Malik demanded holding out his arms.
Marik shrugged his shoulders, "Why not? You are his mother," he replied and handed Marzuq to Malik who cradled him close to his chest.
"His father!" Malik protested. In the small part of the back of his brain he knew it wasn't wise to start a fight with his yami, but he could tell that yami was amused by the situation more then anything. "You were in my body remember?!"
"All I remember is screwing you senseless," Marik replied with a smirk. "So are you going to tell me the brat's name or what?"
"No!" Malik forcefully told his yami and the grin/smirk fell from Marik's face and was replaced by a frown. Seeing this new look on his yami's face, Malik suddenly became very afraid for himself and for his son. Turning around Malik took off running, Marik may be stronger then him but even with Marzuq in his arms, Malik was still the faster of the two.
"Hey!" Marik yelled after his hikari as Malik ran out of the house and out into the street. Malik knew that he had to get Marzuq to safety, which at that moment would be at the Cairo Museum with Isis and Rishid. Upon reaching the entrance to the museum Malik slowed down, looked back over his shoulder and calmed when he didn't see Marik anywhere. Briefly he thought he over reacted so he decided he would only wait outside instead of bothering Isis while she was working.
Malik sat Marzuq down on the front steps of the museum and was about to sit down himself when a middle-aged woman came up to him. "What a beautiful child!" she cheerfully cried. Malik absentmindedly nodded his head while the woman continued to yap. He was so bored and confused about Marik that Malik didn't notice the women signal to someone behind him. Before Malik knew what was happening, a man rushed out of nowhere from behind Malik, grabbed Marzuq and took off running.
"Marzuq!" Malik cried as he started to give chase, shoving the now smirking woman aside. The man however had too much of a head start and Malik easily lost sight of him as he ducked down an alley. As Malik neared the alley he heard a series of crashes and other noises. Before Malik could see what was happening, out of the alley strolled Marik and he was holding Marzuq in his left arm. Marzuq was snuggled against Marik's chest, his head against Marik's heart. "Lose something?" Marik asked with a smirk and Malik grabbed Marzuq from him and cuddled him close while burying his face into Marzuq's silky hair. Behind Marik lying in the ally was the unconscious bloody body of the man who had tried to kidnap Marzuq.
"Thank you!" Malik cried, wrapping a free arm around Marik's neck pulling him in close for a hug. "But how?"
"I followed you and the brat you baka," Marik replied with amusement. "I saw that woman talking to you and didn't trust her one bit so I made sure to keep an eye on the brat."
"Lets just go home," Malik tiredly sighed as he began walking away while still carrying Marzuq with Marik following close behind.
"So are you ever going to tell me the brat's name?" Marik asked as they walked together.
"Marzuq," Malik replied causing Marik to snort but he didn't say anything. They continued to walk in silence and soon they were home. Marik then watched in silence as Malik fed then changed Marzuq. Afterwards Malik sat on the living room floor with Marzuq in his lap who happily played with his tiger plushie.
"What?" Marik asked with annoyance when he noticed Malik staring at him.
"Nothing," Malik quickly replied with a blush as he turned his head away. This caused Marik to growl and stand up from the chair he was sitting in. For a split second Malik was afraid for himself and for Marzuq but somehow he knew his yami's frustration wasn't directed at him or their son.
"I'm going out for a while," Marik announced as he picked up the keys to Malik's motorcycle. After Marzuq had been born the Ishtars had bought a spare car so that Isis and Rishid no longer had to take Marik's motorcycle to work.
"Why?" Malik asked him, slightly confused.
"Because your bratty sister and annoying bodyguard will be back soon and I don't want to be around," Marik replied with another smirk. "I doubt if they have forgiven me yet. Don't worry your pretty little head off Hikari. I'll be back later and I promise not to get into any trouble."
"Okay," said Malik before Marik disappeared out the door. Malik then looked down at Marzuq. "So what do you think of your daddy?" he asked his son, but Marzuq only clutched his tiger plushie and looked up at Malik with confused eyes.
Malik had little time to ponder about Marik returning as a few minutes after Marik left on his joyride, Isis and Rishid returned. "Anything interesting happen today?" Isis asked walking into the room and finding Malik playing with Marzuq.
"No," Malik said after quickly glancing down at his son.
"You know Malik, sometimes I worry about you," Isis replied with a sigh as she sat down on the couch. "You have no other adult to talk to all day. Don't you go crazy?"
"I'm not so alone anymore," Malik replied his voice so soft that Isis couldn't hear him.
*~*~*
It was pass 1am by the time Marik returned. After driving around for a while he found a place outside the city where he could sit and think for hours. Before he knew it, it was midnight so he headed on home knowing that everyone would be asleep when he returned.
Sneaking around, trying to make as little noise as possible, Marik headed straight to the kitchen for something to eat. Marik found the leftovers from that night's dinner in the fridge and quickly ate it, not bothering to heat it up first in the microwave since he really had no clue how a microwave as the last and only time he had control over Malik's body for a long length of time was the few days for the Battle City finals and then all meals were provided so he didn't have to worry about cooking his own food.
After a few bites Marik ended up dumping the rest of the food in the garbage and make a mental note to talk to Malik about the kinds of food they ate in the house tomorrow. He then moved onto the living room where he discovered Malik fast asleep on the couch with the TV on in front of him.
'Why isn't he in bed?' Marik wondered as he turned off the TV. 'He wasn't waiting up for me was he? Why would he anyway?' With a sigh, Marik picked Malik up and carried him upstairs to his own room. Dropping Malik on the bed, Marik was surprised when his hikari didn't wake up. Marik wondered to himself if his hikari received enough sleep at night as he pulled off Malik's clothes and tucked him in under the blankets. Marik was then about to find somewhere for himself to sleep when he heard Marzuq's cries rang throughout the house.
"Marzuq," Malik murmured in his sleep as he rolled over.
Rolling his eyes Marik decided to investigate the noise. "If I want to get laid anytime soon I better let him sleep," Marik grumbled to himself as he stalked into Marzuq's room.
"What?" he asked in annoyance looking down at the child's large tear- stained eyes. With a grumble and a sigh Marik picked Marzuq up and much to Marik's irritation snuggled against his chest. In the back of his mind Marik got the feeling that it was going to be a long night.
*~*~*
Hours later Marik woke to find himself sitting in a rocker in Marzuq's room. Sunlight was streaming through the window and Marzuq was nowhere to be seen. Standing up, Marik stretched and wandered out of the room, heading towards Malik's room. Peaking in, Marik saw that Malik was still asleep so he decided to leave his hikari alone for the time being. Besides he could smell the food that someone was cooking downstairs in the kitchen and still starving from the day before he decided to investigate.
"Hey Malik," Isis cheerfully said as soon as Malik entered the kitchen. Isis was busy at the counter cooking breakfast while Rishid was sitting at the kitchen table while in the process of trying to feed Marzuq. "Rishid found you fast asleep in Marzuq room, did you stay up the entire night with him?" At that moment Isis turned around from the stove to look at her brother for the first time. "Malik! What happened to your hair?!"
"Just trying something new," Marik grumbled.
"It looks like you stuck a fork into an electrical outlet," Rishid commented as he tried and failed to get some baby food inside of Marzuq's mouth. "It's no use, he'll only let you feed him," Rishid told Marik with a frustrated sigh, also thinking that Marik was Malik.
Marik was about to protest that he wasn't Malik but he stopped figuring that it would be best to tell them after he had eaten incase they refused to feed him when they found out. Instead he leaned across the table until he face was inches from Marzuq. "Eat you brat," he growled at his son. To his horror however Marzuq giggled and clapped his small hands.
"Malik is something wrong?" Isis asked as she placed a plate full of pancakes on the table. "You seem different this morning."
"I'm fine," Marik growled as he picked up a fork, jabbed a pancake with it and tried shoving the entire pancake into his mouth at once.
"Are you ill?" Rishid asked. "I could stay home and take care of Marzuq while you go to the hospital for a checkup."
"I'm fine," Marik growled again as he grabbed another pancake and shoved it into his mouth before storming off. He retreated back to Malik's room where he found his hikari still asleep. Growling he shoved Malik to the floor while he claimed the spot on the bed. "Get up! It's my turn to sleep!"
Malik blinked and looked around in surprise. The last thing he remembered was staying up watching TV waiting for Marik to return; now it was morning. Not only was he surprise to find that he was no longer on the couch but also the fact that Marzuq had not woken up during the night. He was grateful for that since he doubted that Marik would enjoy being woken during the night by Marzuq.
"Marik?" Malik asked but his yami was fast asleep. Sighing Malik stood and quickly walked to the bathroom where he showered. A few minutes later he returned and dressed heading before heading down to the kitchen for some breakfast.
"Back so soon?" Isis asked him. "Hey your hair is back normal now too!"
"Umm . . . yeah," Malik replied quickly figuring out what had happened. After grabbing some toast, Malik took Marzuq upstairs to clean him up since the child managed to get more food on himself then in his mouth. When Marzuq was clean, Malik carried him back downstairs where Isis and Rishid were about ready to leave for work.
"Malik are you sure you're okay?" Isis asked one more time. "One of us doesn't mind to take a day off if you need a break."
"I'm fine," Malik replied with a smile on his face.
"But you were up all night with Marzuq! You must be exhausted!"
"I was?" Malik asked while looking down at Marzuq with an odd look on his face. He knew he had slept all night and he couldn't imagine that Marik was the one. With a final wave, Isis and Rishid drove off and Malik went back upstairs to confront his yami.
"Marik?" he asked opening the door to his room but he found Marik was still fast asleep. Sighing, Malik had little choice but to carry Marzuq back downstairs and read to him for awhile, while they both waited for Marik to wake up.
"How?" Malik finally was able to ask as he continued to stare at his yami in shock.
"Don't you remember?" Marik asked with the amusement still in his voice as he walked closer to his hikari until they were standing mere inches apart. Malik by that time had backed all the way to his bed so he had nowhere else to go. "One year ago today, you read a spell that not only brought me back but gave me a body of my own. You wanted me so now you got me!"
Thoughts of Marzuq ran through Malik's head. Marik apparently didn't know about Marzuq and there was no telling what he would do if he found out. Yes, there had been a time when Malik wanted a kinder version of his yami back but he hadn't wanted the same psychopath he was before and especially not if his son was in any kind of danger with Marik around.
Thinking fast, Malik forced a grin on his face. "Of course I wanted you," he replied, which was only a half-lie, making his voice sound husky in the process. "I wanted you so badly." Taking his yami by surprise, Malik kissed Marik, while wrapping his arms around his dark's neck, he then easily fell backwards on the bed taking Marik with him. Malik figured that Marzuq would be safe as long as he could keep Marik distracted until Isis and Rishid came home.
Marik gave a hungry growl as Malik allowed Marik to dominate him. They passionately kissed for a few more moments until Marik decided to direct his attention to other parts of Malik's body. Marik began eagerly sucking on Malik's neck while his hands made their way up under Malik's shirt so he could tug and twist his hikari's nipples. Malik meanwhile was in total bliss forgetting about the fact he was doing it for Marzuq and instead just enjoying the feelings of what Marik was doing to him.
Suddenly a loud cry rang out throughout the house and both Marik and Malik froze their actions. On Malik's face was look of horror, while Marik had nothing but confusion on his. "What was that?" Marik asked looking at his scared hikari while the cries continued.
"My son," Malik admitted.
"Your son?" Marik asked as he crawled off Malik and sat up. "Since when do you have a son? Besides you're gay!"
"How do you know I'm gay?!" Malik asked defensively.
"Because you created me," Marik replied with a smirk before he slid of the bed and left the room, tearing the place apart to find where the cries were coming from. Malik hurried after him and found him in Marzuq's room, standing over the crib, looking down at Marzuq who desperately wanted to be picked up.
"Don't hurt him," Malik whispered as Marik reached down and picked him up holding him out at arms length as if the baby had a disease of some sort.
"I'm still trying to figure out how you had a child," Marik replied with a snort, as he looked Marzuq over. It then dawned on him just how long ago Marzuq had been conceived. His head snapped over to glare at Malik, "Don't you mean this is my child?" he asked with a smirk on his face.
"Give him to me," Malik demanded holding out his arms.
Marik shrugged his shoulders, "Why not? You are his mother," he replied and handed Marzuq to Malik who cradled him close to his chest.
"His father!" Malik protested. In the small part of the back of his brain he knew it wasn't wise to start a fight with his yami, but he could tell that yami was amused by the situation more then anything. "You were in my body remember?!"
"All I remember is screwing you senseless," Marik replied with a smirk. "So are you going to tell me the brat's name or what?"
"No!" Malik forcefully told his yami and the grin/smirk fell from Marik's face and was replaced by a frown. Seeing this new look on his yami's face, Malik suddenly became very afraid for himself and for his son. Turning around Malik took off running, Marik may be stronger then him but even with Marzuq in his arms, Malik was still the faster of the two.
"Hey!" Marik yelled after his hikari as Malik ran out of the house and out into the street. Malik knew that he had to get Marzuq to safety, which at that moment would be at the Cairo Museum with Isis and Rishid. Upon reaching the entrance to the museum Malik slowed down, looked back over his shoulder and calmed when he didn't see Marik anywhere. Briefly he thought he over reacted so he decided he would only wait outside instead of bothering Isis while she was working.
Malik sat Marzuq down on the front steps of the museum and was about to sit down himself when a middle-aged woman came up to him. "What a beautiful child!" she cheerfully cried. Malik absentmindedly nodded his head while the woman continued to yap. He was so bored and confused about Marik that Malik didn't notice the women signal to someone behind him. Before Malik knew what was happening, a man rushed out of nowhere from behind Malik, grabbed Marzuq and took off running.
"Marzuq!" Malik cried as he started to give chase, shoving the now smirking woman aside. The man however had too much of a head start and Malik easily lost sight of him as he ducked down an alley. As Malik neared the alley he heard a series of crashes and other noises. Before Malik could see what was happening, out of the alley strolled Marik and he was holding Marzuq in his left arm. Marzuq was snuggled against Marik's chest, his head against Marik's heart. "Lose something?" Marik asked with a smirk and Malik grabbed Marzuq from him and cuddled him close while burying his face into Marzuq's silky hair. Behind Marik lying in the ally was the unconscious bloody body of the man who had tried to kidnap Marzuq.
"Thank you!" Malik cried, wrapping a free arm around Marik's neck pulling him in close for a hug. "But how?"
"I followed you and the brat you baka," Marik replied with amusement. "I saw that woman talking to you and didn't trust her one bit so I made sure to keep an eye on the brat."
"Lets just go home," Malik tiredly sighed as he began walking away while still carrying Marzuq with Marik following close behind.
"So are you ever going to tell me the brat's name?" Marik asked as they walked together.
"Marzuq," Malik replied causing Marik to snort but he didn't say anything. They continued to walk in silence and soon they were home. Marik then watched in silence as Malik fed then changed Marzuq. Afterwards Malik sat on the living room floor with Marzuq in his lap who happily played with his tiger plushie.
"What?" Marik asked with annoyance when he noticed Malik staring at him.
"Nothing," Malik quickly replied with a blush as he turned his head away. This caused Marik to growl and stand up from the chair he was sitting in. For a split second Malik was afraid for himself and for Marzuq but somehow he knew his yami's frustration wasn't directed at him or their son.
"I'm going out for a while," Marik announced as he picked up the keys to Malik's motorcycle. After Marzuq had been born the Ishtars had bought a spare car so that Isis and Rishid no longer had to take Marik's motorcycle to work.
"Why?" Malik asked him, slightly confused.
"Because your bratty sister and annoying bodyguard will be back soon and I don't want to be around," Marik replied with another smirk. "I doubt if they have forgiven me yet. Don't worry your pretty little head off Hikari. I'll be back later and I promise not to get into any trouble."
"Okay," said Malik before Marik disappeared out the door. Malik then looked down at Marzuq. "So what do you think of your daddy?" he asked his son, but Marzuq only clutched his tiger plushie and looked up at Malik with confused eyes.
Malik had little time to ponder about Marik returning as a few minutes after Marik left on his joyride, Isis and Rishid returned. "Anything interesting happen today?" Isis asked walking into the room and finding Malik playing with Marzuq.
"No," Malik said after quickly glancing down at his son.
"You know Malik, sometimes I worry about you," Isis replied with a sigh as she sat down on the couch. "You have no other adult to talk to all day. Don't you go crazy?"
"I'm not so alone anymore," Malik replied his voice so soft that Isis couldn't hear him.
*~*~*
It was pass 1am by the time Marik returned. After driving around for a while he found a place outside the city where he could sit and think for hours. Before he knew it, it was midnight so he headed on home knowing that everyone would be asleep when he returned.
Sneaking around, trying to make as little noise as possible, Marik headed straight to the kitchen for something to eat. Marik found the leftovers from that night's dinner in the fridge and quickly ate it, not bothering to heat it up first in the microwave since he really had no clue how a microwave as the last and only time he had control over Malik's body for a long length of time was the few days for the Battle City finals and then all meals were provided so he didn't have to worry about cooking his own food.
After a few bites Marik ended up dumping the rest of the food in the garbage and make a mental note to talk to Malik about the kinds of food they ate in the house tomorrow. He then moved onto the living room where he discovered Malik fast asleep on the couch with the TV on in front of him.
'Why isn't he in bed?' Marik wondered as he turned off the TV. 'He wasn't waiting up for me was he? Why would he anyway?' With a sigh, Marik picked Malik up and carried him upstairs to his own room. Dropping Malik on the bed, Marik was surprised when his hikari didn't wake up. Marik wondered to himself if his hikari received enough sleep at night as he pulled off Malik's clothes and tucked him in under the blankets. Marik was then about to find somewhere for himself to sleep when he heard Marzuq's cries rang throughout the house.
"Marzuq," Malik murmured in his sleep as he rolled over.
Rolling his eyes Marik decided to investigate the noise. "If I want to get laid anytime soon I better let him sleep," Marik grumbled to himself as he stalked into Marzuq's room.
"What?" he asked in annoyance looking down at the child's large tear- stained eyes. With a grumble and a sigh Marik picked Marzuq up and much to Marik's irritation snuggled against his chest. In the back of his mind Marik got the feeling that it was going to be a long night.
*~*~*
Hours later Marik woke to find himself sitting in a rocker in Marzuq's room. Sunlight was streaming through the window and Marzuq was nowhere to be seen. Standing up, Marik stretched and wandered out of the room, heading towards Malik's room. Peaking in, Marik saw that Malik was still asleep so he decided to leave his hikari alone for the time being. Besides he could smell the food that someone was cooking downstairs in the kitchen and still starving from the day before he decided to investigate.
"Hey Malik," Isis cheerfully said as soon as Malik entered the kitchen. Isis was busy at the counter cooking breakfast while Rishid was sitting at the kitchen table while in the process of trying to feed Marzuq. "Rishid found you fast asleep in Marzuq room, did you stay up the entire night with him?" At that moment Isis turned around from the stove to look at her brother for the first time. "Malik! What happened to your hair?!"
"Just trying something new," Marik grumbled.
"It looks like you stuck a fork into an electrical outlet," Rishid commented as he tried and failed to get some baby food inside of Marzuq's mouth. "It's no use, he'll only let you feed him," Rishid told Marik with a frustrated sigh, also thinking that Marik was Malik.
Marik was about to protest that he wasn't Malik but he stopped figuring that it would be best to tell them after he had eaten incase they refused to feed him when they found out. Instead he leaned across the table until he face was inches from Marzuq. "Eat you brat," he growled at his son. To his horror however Marzuq giggled and clapped his small hands.
"Malik is something wrong?" Isis asked as she placed a plate full of pancakes on the table. "You seem different this morning."
"I'm fine," Marik growled as he picked up a fork, jabbed a pancake with it and tried shoving the entire pancake into his mouth at once.
"Are you ill?" Rishid asked. "I could stay home and take care of Marzuq while you go to the hospital for a checkup."
"I'm fine," Marik growled again as he grabbed another pancake and shoved it into his mouth before storming off. He retreated back to Malik's room where he found his hikari still asleep. Growling he shoved Malik to the floor while he claimed the spot on the bed. "Get up! It's my turn to sleep!"
Malik blinked and looked around in surprise. The last thing he remembered was staying up watching TV waiting for Marik to return; now it was morning. Not only was he surprise to find that he was no longer on the couch but also the fact that Marzuq had not woken up during the night. He was grateful for that since he doubted that Marik would enjoy being woken during the night by Marzuq.
"Marik?" Malik asked but his yami was fast asleep. Sighing Malik stood and quickly walked to the bathroom where he showered. A few minutes later he returned and dressed heading before heading down to the kitchen for some breakfast.
"Back so soon?" Isis asked him. "Hey your hair is back normal now too!"
"Umm . . . yeah," Malik replied quickly figuring out what had happened. After grabbing some toast, Malik took Marzuq upstairs to clean him up since the child managed to get more food on himself then in his mouth. When Marzuq was clean, Malik carried him back downstairs where Isis and Rishid were about ready to leave for work.
"Malik are you sure you're okay?" Isis asked one more time. "One of us doesn't mind to take a day off if you need a break."
"I'm fine," Malik replied with a smile on his face.
"But you were up all night with Marzuq! You must be exhausted!"
"I was?" Malik asked while looking down at Marzuq with an odd look on his face. He knew he had slept all night and he couldn't imagine that Marik was the one. With a final wave, Isis and Rishid drove off and Malik went back upstairs to confront his yami.
"Marik?" he asked opening the door to his room but he found Marik was still fast asleep. Sighing, Malik had little choice but to carry Marzuq back downstairs and read to him for awhile, while they both waited for Marik to wake up.