"Here," Rishid said handing Isis her x-large usual cup of cappuccino. The
pair stopped every morning for their caffeine treat since neither could
start the working day without it. However in an attempt to keep Malik off
the addicting stuff, they kept their caffeine addiction hidden from him so
that he wouldn't follow in their footsteps.
"Oh yeah," Isis dreamily sighed as she took a sip and leaned back in her seat of the car as Rishid continued to drive to the museum. As the caffeine worked its magic, Isis thought back to how her brother acted that morning at breakfast.
"Did Malik seem weird to you this morning?" Rishid suddenly asked. Apparently he too had been thinking things over.
"It's Malik, he's always weird," Isis replied trying to reassure herself as well as Rishid.
"Yes, but not just acting weird. He looked different as well."
"I know," Isis admitted with a sigh.
"You don't think that . . ." Rishid began, not wanting to finish his sentence, Isis however still knew what he was talking about.
"The Pharaoh assured us that he was gone," Isis reminded her adopted brother. "Besides Malik's been happier then ever since Marzuq was born and his darkness grew from his hatred." In the back of her mind however Isis figured that Rishid was right. Nevertheless the pair dropped the subject and onto work in silence.
*~*~*
Hours later Marik woke from the sun streaming into the room through the crack in the curtains. Marik groaned as rolled over trying to escape the light, he failed though as the crack grew. Rolling back over Marik wasn't surprise to see a smirking Malik next to the now wide-open window.
"Rise and shine Marik, it's time for answers," Malik said causing Marik to throw a pillow at him.
"Don't you have a kid to look after Mommy?" Marik asked causing Malik to give a small growl at the M word as he held up a small device. "What the hell is that?"
"Baby monitor dumbass. Marzuq is in his playpen in his own room and I can hear everything he does," Malik replied. "So why the hell are you still here?"
"I told you the spell," Marik snapped. Not only was he grumpy from being woken up but also from the tone of voice that his hikari was using.
"I know that! But why here?! You can go anywhere you want! You know Isis will go nuts when she finds out! She'll stop at nothing to get rid of you again!"
"Are you worried about me?" Marik asked as amusement seeped into his voice and a smile danced upon his lips.
"Only because you saved Marzuq yesterday and stayed up with him all night," Malik replied crossing his arms and looking away.
"You know about that?"
"Isis told me this morning. She thought you were me."
"She's not very bright," Marik snorted with an all too familiar smirk returning to his face.
"She's not exactly a morning person," Malik explained. "You should see how much money she spends every week on caffeine. She thinks I don't know but she's mistaken."
"Regardless the only reason I stayed up with the brat so that it wouldn't cry. I wasn't going to be woken up by its racket."
"You sure that's the only reason?" Malik said with a smile as he finally looked back at Marik. In a swift movement Malik strolled over to the bed and laid down next to Marik while resting his head on Marik's shoulder.
"Of course," Marik scowled wanting to shove Malik away but something made him not do that. Then is other brain started working and he figured it was a good time to try and seduce Malik. "You know with the brat distracted and all, this would be a good time to continue what we started yesterday before we were rudely interrupted."
"Can't," Malik replied with a reluctant groan surprising Marik. "I need to go pick up some things for Marzuq at the store."
"Can't it wait?" Marik whined.
"Yes, but the stores are empty this time of the day, which is better when trying to deal with Marzuq. That is of course unless you want to watch him for me."
"Not on your life," Marik grumbled.
"Didn't think so," Malik replied with a sigh as he rolled off the bed and stood up. "I'll be back as soon as possible so please don't destroy the place while I'm gone."
"No promises," Marik said as he closed his eyes and attempted to go back to sleep.
Malik sighed and rolled his eyes as exited his room and walked down the hall to get Marzuq. After gathering up Marzuq and anything that Malik would potentially need for Marzuq while they were gone, the pair headed down the stairs and outside to Malik's car where Malik buckled Marzuq into his car-seat in the backseat before climbing into the front and driving off.
Malik only got a few blocks away his home when suddenly out of nowhere a car went speeding through a stop sign smashing into the driver's side of Malik's car. The last thing Malik heard before blacking out was Marzuq's cries.
*~*~*
Marik's eyes snapped opened, a quick glance at Malik's clock told him that his hikari had only been gone a few minutes, but he knew that something was wrong, he could feel it.
Dressing quickly, Marik rushed downstairs and outside to Malik's motorcycle. With a roar of the engine Marik quickly sped off in the direction he figured that Malik went. He didn't get far when he found the accident.
"Malik!" Marik cried seeing the mangled wreak. At the moment he didn't care about being weak and showing his emotions for his hikari as he was far too worried. Through the window of the car he saw his hikari's slumped over figure, his pale blonde hair covered in blood.
"Get back!" the female ambulance worker snapped at Marik upon arriving on the scene.
"That's my hikari!" Marik protested and then he heard Marzuq's cries. "And that's my son!"
"Okay sir, try to remain calm," the woman replied. "You can ride in the ambulance to the hospital with them as soon as we cut your wife free of the car. We already have your son out and he appears to be find since he was in the back, only badly shaken up."
The woman directed Marik over to the ambulance that Marzuq had already been placed in and soon the stretcher that Malik on joined them. "What are their names?" the same woman from before asked Marik.
"Malik and Marzuq Ishtar," Marik dully replied never taking his eyes off of Malik as they checked his vital signs and injuries he had. A few minutes later they reached the hospital and once again Malik and Marzuq were taken away from Marik, while Malik and Marzuq were checked over. After what seemed like hours a doctor finally came out to talk to Marik.
"Well?" Marik demanded. "You better be letting them out of this evil prison because I have more important things to attend too."
"Well . . . uhh. . ." the doctor began not sure how to deal with the worried but acting as if he could care less yami.
"Spit it out!"
"Your son Marzuq is fine. He has some bruising but he was more scared then anything. You can take him home today but make sure he gets some rest for the next few days."
"And Malik?"
"Your . . .uh. . ."
Marik was about to reply 'hikari' when he remembered that the woman from before had no clue what he had met and had instead used another word to describe Malik. "Wife," he said remembering the word and the doctor gave him a weird look before shrugging it off.
"Your wife has various injuries, none that are life threatening. Besides cuts and bruises, he suffered two badly broken fingers on his left hand. The break was so bad we had to operate on it. He also ended up with a broken rib and a large cut on his forehead, which resulted in a concussion and knocked him unconscious so he has yet to wake up."
"I want to see him," Marik demanded.
"Of course, but I'll also need to ask some questions about his medical history."
"I don't know that stuff," Marik growled. When he had been a part of Malik, Malik had never become ill or visited a hospital at all and he didn't know what had happened during the time he was trapped in the Shadow Realm.
"Is there someone else we can call then?"
"His sister Isis or his brother Rishid," Marik grumbled. "Both work at the museum."
"Very well, I'll call them while I have a nurse show you to Malik's room." The doctor walked off but soon as he had said, a nurse appeared and led Marik to his hikari's room before leaving them alone. Marik's heart filled with sorrow as he stared at Malik. The hikari was lying on a bed hooked up to a number of machines. His left arm and forearm were heavily wrapped up in bandages, as was his forehead where he had been deeply cut open. The parts of his body that was not under the blanket were covered in bruises and other small bandages and his hair was still red from the wound on his forehead.
"Malik," Marik whispered as he gently stroked Malik's cheek. Marik really didn't understand the things he was feeling for his hikari. Before when they had shared the same body Malik was just another victim to make him grow stronger. When he returned the day before he no longer had felt the urge to kill Malik but instead only wanted to throw the hikari down on the bed and have his way with him. Then when he saw the accident he couldn't deny the fact he had been worried, not just for Malik but for Marzuq as well.
"What's happening to me?" Marik groaned as he stared down at Malik's sleeping form. Marik stood in silence staring down at Malik for a few minutes before leaving the room to find where Marzuq was. It didn't take long for him to find a nurse and force her to show him where his son was.
As the doctor had said Marzuq only had minor bruising. With a reluctant sigh, Marik picked up Marzuq who immediately cuddled against him. "I'm not your mother," he grumbled but he allowed Marzuq to continue to cuddle against him. He then carried Marzuq back to Malik's room, where he took a seat next to his hikari's bed as he waited for Malik to wake up. Fortunately he didn't have to wait long.
"Marik?" Malik groaned as he slowly opened his eyes. "Ugh, what happened? I feel as if I was hit by a truck."
"Almost," Marik replied watching as Malik poked at the cast on his left hand.
"Marzuq?" Malik suddenly asked snapping his head back towards Marik, his eyes resting on the small child sleeping in Marik's arms.
"He's fine," Marik reassured him before giving his hikari a sour look. "Why does he do that?"
"Do what? Cuddle against you and then fall asleep?" Malik asked with an amused look on his face.
"Yes. Does he not know I can crush him with my bare hands? That I've killed people before and will do it again?"
"He's your son," Malik pointed out. "Of course he likes you!"
"Ha! So you admit he's my son which makes you his mother!" Marik triumphantly cried.
"Marik don't start now, I could have died today," Malik groaned.
"Fine," Marik replied with a small pout.
"Why do you insist on calling me his mother anyway?"
"Because you're so good at it," Marik replied with a smirk before leaning over and placing a kiss to Malik's lips.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* A/N - Thank you everyone who's reviewed thus far.
Sour Green Apple – Since I see you're also reading this story, I just wanted to let you know that The Dragons will be my next update since I saw your little 'complaint', lol. ^_^
Destiny – Marik's only half-soft ^_^ Anyone besides Malik and Marzuq better run fast away from him. I also used this chapter to explain what was up with Isis in the last chapter. I think I was tired when I wrote that part. There's also some cute Marzuq moments coming up after the next chapter. The next chapter will tie up everything that has happened so far and then I can concentrate on Marzuq cuteness.
Magicman/Smokegirl – Tea will return in later chapters (as well as the others) but the romantic pairing is Marik/Malik not Marik/Tea.
"Oh yeah," Isis dreamily sighed as she took a sip and leaned back in her seat of the car as Rishid continued to drive to the museum. As the caffeine worked its magic, Isis thought back to how her brother acted that morning at breakfast.
"Did Malik seem weird to you this morning?" Rishid suddenly asked. Apparently he too had been thinking things over.
"It's Malik, he's always weird," Isis replied trying to reassure herself as well as Rishid.
"Yes, but not just acting weird. He looked different as well."
"I know," Isis admitted with a sigh.
"You don't think that . . ." Rishid began, not wanting to finish his sentence, Isis however still knew what he was talking about.
"The Pharaoh assured us that he was gone," Isis reminded her adopted brother. "Besides Malik's been happier then ever since Marzuq was born and his darkness grew from his hatred." In the back of her mind however Isis figured that Rishid was right. Nevertheless the pair dropped the subject and onto work in silence.
*~*~*
Hours later Marik woke from the sun streaming into the room through the crack in the curtains. Marik groaned as rolled over trying to escape the light, he failed though as the crack grew. Rolling back over Marik wasn't surprise to see a smirking Malik next to the now wide-open window.
"Rise and shine Marik, it's time for answers," Malik said causing Marik to throw a pillow at him.
"Don't you have a kid to look after Mommy?" Marik asked causing Malik to give a small growl at the M word as he held up a small device. "What the hell is that?"
"Baby monitor dumbass. Marzuq is in his playpen in his own room and I can hear everything he does," Malik replied. "So why the hell are you still here?"
"I told you the spell," Marik snapped. Not only was he grumpy from being woken up but also from the tone of voice that his hikari was using.
"I know that! But why here?! You can go anywhere you want! You know Isis will go nuts when she finds out! She'll stop at nothing to get rid of you again!"
"Are you worried about me?" Marik asked as amusement seeped into his voice and a smile danced upon his lips.
"Only because you saved Marzuq yesterday and stayed up with him all night," Malik replied crossing his arms and looking away.
"You know about that?"
"Isis told me this morning. She thought you were me."
"She's not very bright," Marik snorted with an all too familiar smirk returning to his face.
"She's not exactly a morning person," Malik explained. "You should see how much money she spends every week on caffeine. She thinks I don't know but she's mistaken."
"Regardless the only reason I stayed up with the brat so that it wouldn't cry. I wasn't going to be woken up by its racket."
"You sure that's the only reason?" Malik said with a smile as he finally looked back at Marik. In a swift movement Malik strolled over to the bed and laid down next to Marik while resting his head on Marik's shoulder.
"Of course," Marik scowled wanting to shove Malik away but something made him not do that. Then is other brain started working and he figured it was a good time to try and seduce Malik. "You know with the brat distracted and all, this would be a good time to continue what we started yesterday before we were rudely interrupted."
"Can't," Malik replied with a reluctant groan surprising Marik. "I need to go pick up some things for Marzuq at the store."
"Can't it wait?" Marik whined.
"Yes, but the stores are empty this time of the day, which is better when trying to deal with Marzuq. That is of course unless you want to watch him for me."
"Not on your life," Marik grumbled.
"Didn't think so," Malik replied with a sigh as he rolled off the bed and stood up. "I'll be back as soon as possible so please don't destroy the place while I'm gone."
"No promises," Marik said as he closed his eyes and attempted to go back to sleep.
Malik sighed and rolled his eyes as exited his room and walked down the hall to get Marzuq. After gathering up Marzuq and anything that Malik would potentially need for Marzuq while they were gone, the pair headed down the stairs and outside to Malik's car where Malik buckled Marzuq into his car-seat in the backseat before climbing into the front and driving off.
Malik only got a few blocks away his home when suddenly out of nowhere a car went speeding through a stop sign smashing into the driver's side of Malik's car. The last thing Malik heard before blacking out was Marzuq's cries.
*~*~*
Marik's eyes snapped opened, a quick glance at Malik's clock told him that his hikari had only been gone a few minutes, but he knew that something was wrong, he could feel it.
Dressing quickly, Marik rushed downstairs and outside to Malik's motorcycle. With a roar of the engine Marik quickly sped off in the direction he figured that Malik went. He didn't get far when he found the accident.
"Malik!" Marik cried seeing the mangled wreak. At the moment he didn't care about being weak and showing his emotions for his hikari as he was far too worried. Through the window of the car he saw his hikari's slumped over figure, his pale blonde hair covered in blood.
"Get back!" the female ambulance worker snapped at Marik upon arriving on the scene.
"That's my hikari!" Marik protested and then he heard Marzuq's cries. "And that's my son!"
"Okay sir, try to remain calm," the woman replied. "You can ride in the ambulance to the hospital with them as soon as we cut your wife free of the car. We already have your son out and he appears to be find since he was in the back, only badly shaken up."
The woman directed Marik over to the ambulance that Marzuq had already been placed in and soon the stretcher that Malik on joined them. "What are their names?" the same woman from before asked Marik.
"Malik and Marzuq Ishtar," Marik dully replied never taking his eyes off of Malik as they checked his vital signs and injuries he had. A few minutes later they reached the hospital and once again Malik and Marzuq were taken away from Marik, while Malik and Marzuq were checked over. After what seemed like hours a doctor finally came out to talk to Marik.
"Well?" Marik demanded. "You better be letting them out of this evil prison because I have more important things to attend too."
"Well . . . uhh. . ." the doctor began not sure how to deal with the worried but acting as if he could care less yami.
"Spit it out!"
"Your son Marzuq is fine. He has some bruising but he was more scared then anything. You can take him home today but make sure he gets some rest for the next few days."
"And Malik?"
"Your . . .uh. . ."
Marik was about to reply 'hikari' when he remembered that the woman from before had no clue what he had met and had instead used another word to describe Malik. "Wife," he said remembering the word and the doctor gave him a weird look before shrugging it off.
"Your wife has various injuries, none that are life threatening. Besides cuts and bruises, he suffered two badly broken fingers on his left hand. The break was so bad we had to operate on it. He also ended up with a broken rib and a large cut on his forehead, which resulted in a concussion and knocked him unconscious so he has yet to wake up."
"I want to see him," Marik demanded.
"Of course, but I'll also need to ask some questions about his medical history."
"I don't know that stuff," Marik growled. When he had been a part of Malik, Malik had never become ill or visited a hospital at all and he didn't know what had happened during the time he was trapped in the Shadow Realm.
"Is there someone else we can call then?"
"His sister Isis or his brother Rishid," Marik grumbled. "Both work at the museum."
"Very well, I'll call them while I have a nurse show you to Malik's room." The doctor walked off but soon as he had said, a nurse appeared and led Marik to his hikari's room before leaving them alone. Marik's heart filled with sorrow as he stared at Malik. The hikari was lying on a bed hooked up to a number of machines. His left arm and forearm were heavily wrapped up in bandages, as was his forehead where he had been deeply cut open. The parts of his body that was not under the blanket were covered in bruises and other small bandages and his hair was still red from the wound on his forehead.
"Malik," Marik whispered as he gently stroked Malik's cheek. Marik really didn't understand the things he was feeling for his hikari. Before when they had shared the same body Malik was just another victim to make him grow stronger. When he returned the day before he no longer had felt the urge to kill Malik but instead only wanted to throw the hikari down on the bed and have his way with him. Then when he saw the accident he couldn't deny the fact he had been worried, not just for Malik but for Marzuq as well.
"What's happening to me?" Marik groaned as he stared down at Malik's sleeping form. Marik stood in silence staring down at Malik for a few minutes before leaving the room to find where Marzuq was. It didn't take long for him to find a nurse and force her to show him where his son was.
As the doctor had said Marzuq only had minor bruising. With a reluctant sigh, Marik picked up Marzuq who immediately cuddled against him. "I'm not your mother," he grumbled but he allowed Marzuq to continue to cuddle against him. He then carried Marzuq back to Malik's room, where he took a seat next to his hikari's bed as he waited for Malik to wake up. Fortunately he didn't have to wait long.
"Marik?" Malik groaned as he slowly opened his eyes. "Ugh, what happened? I feel as if I was hit by a truck."
"Almost," Marik replied watching as Malik poked at the cast on his left hand.
"Marzuq?" Malik suddenly asked snapping his head back towards Marik, his eyes resting on the small child sleeping in Marik's arms.
"He's fine," Marik reassured him before giving his hikari a sour look. "Why does he do that?"
"Do what? Cuddle against you and then fall asleep?" Malik asked with an amused look on his face.
"Yes. Does he not know I can crush him with my bare hands? That I've killed people before and will do it again?"
"He's your son," Malik pointed out. "Of course he likes you!"
"Ha! So you admit he's my son which makes you his mother!" Marik triumphantly cried.
"Marik don't start now, I could have died today," Malik groaned.
"Fine," Marik replied with a small pout.
"Why do you insist on calling me his mother anyway?"
"Because you're so good at it," Marik replied with a smirk before leaning over and placing a kiss to Malik's lips.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* A/N - Thank you everyone who's reviewed thus far.
Sour Green Apple – Since I see you're also reading this story, I just wanted to let you know that The Dragons will be my next update since I saw your little 'complaint', lol. ^_^
Destiny – Marik's only half-soft ^_^ Anyone besides Malik and Marzuq better run fast away from him. I also used this chapter to explain what was up with Isis in the last chapter. I think I was tired when I wrote that part. There's also some cute Marzuq moments coming up after the next chapter. The next chapter will tie up everything that has happened so far and then I can concentrate on Marzuq cuteness.
Magicman/Smokegirl – Tea will return in later chapters (as well as the others) but the romantic pairing is Marik/Malik not Marik/Tea.