Yay! You like me! Well, I promised that Ryou would make you some cookies,
and I even convinced him to make this yummy chocolate cake with snickers in
it! Snickers' cake! Come and eat if you wanna! I haven't quite decided what
to do with Seto, but I assure you he will not harm my Maliky!
Malik: Your what? o-O
Me: Maliky! It's your new name!
Malik: *Grumbles*
Me: Well, here we go, another chapter, it's really weird knowing that people actually like the junk I write. Oh, yeah, I don't own anything except my stoopid ideas. No one with an ounce of a brain would ever sue me over that. Actually, I'm writing a manga, but it's nothing much. Oh, yeah . . . I have a note for you people . . .
ANYONE THAT HAS MALIK PICTURES SHOULD SEND THEM TO ME! I NEED ALL THE MALIK PICTURES I CAN GET! I'M A DESPERATE FAN HERE! I WILL GO TO MANY EXTREMES TO GET THESE SO DESIRED PICTURES! DON'T MAKE THE CRAZY CHICK HUNT YOU DOWN! THANK YOU.
Malik: Oh, she will hunt you down. Trust me. *rubs the back of his head where he hit the ground after I glomped him* I should know.
Me: But I love you Maliky! *Glomps him again*
Ryou: Right, well, maybe I should start the chapter . . . R&R by the way, we appreciate it. Elvy is also writing another story that she has yet to post, but it will be called "No one wants to be alone" for all those Yugi/Yami fans. Anyway, on with the fic.
Bakura stared at his hikari's head in confusion. What did he mean Malik was gone? That was utterly impossible! Or was it? Bakura held onto his hikari tighter as he thought about Malik. The little psycho kid had started to edge into Bakura's heart. He could see why Ryou was attracted to him. He was gorgeous, he looked almost exactly like Ishtar. Ishtar. What happened to him? If Malik was gone, then was Ishtar with him?
Ryou slowly let go of his yami and walked toward the kitchen. Bakura watched him closely to see what his intents were. Ryou walked over to the knife drawer.
"Aibou?" Bakura asked hesitantly.
"Yes Yami?"
"What are you going to do with that?" he gestured toward the butcher knife that Ryou held tightly in his shaking hand.
"I'm going to deal with whoever took Malik. They won't live to hurt my love." Ryou then turned and ran out of Isis' house and toward Kaiba's mansion. Bakura looked after him as he ran down the street. He had no idea what was going on, but he wasn't going to let Ryou have all the fun.
~*~
"So what am I going to do with you?" Kaiba laughed at the silent body sprawled on the floor. He had taken the boy's yami and trapped him, now he just had to get rid of the boy. He wasn't sure what he would do exactly. Malik wasn't the type of person you would want to get rid of. He was a gem, and Kaiba knew it. The only thing Kaiba failed to realize was just what length Ryou would go to to save his love.
Malik started to stir and lazily opened one eye. When he saw Seto Kaiba standing over him, he remembered what happened. He shrank back against the cold wall of the dark room. There was an open door with a light behind it. That was several feet away, and Seto was standing in the middle. Right in the was of the door. Kaiba smiled when Malik pushed himself against the wall. He was cornered.
"What do you want with me?" Malik screamed at him with so much malice that Kaiba self-consciously backed up.
"Hm." He smirked. "I want the millennium rod. You will give it to me, won't you?" Kaiba slowly began to close the space between them, but Malik barred his teeth like a dog and growled at Kaiba. "Well, you're worse than Joey."
Malik glared at the brunette from the floor and when he got close enough . . . Malik bit him in the leg. Kaiba fell to the floor and Malik rushed past him. When he reached the door there where five guards waiting for him. He looked between them like a lost puppy, and sank to the floor in defeat.
Just at that moment, one of the guards fell to the ground. Then another. The other three guards turned to face a scowling silver haired boy. With a knife. And a look set to kill. The guards couldn't run. They where surrounded. Malik on one side and Ryou on the other. They didn't stand a chance.
~*~
Bakura wandered though the lower portion of Kaiba's mansion. He had gotten lost several times, but eventually found the dungeon. He walked slowly, trying to keep the click of his heels to a minimum loudness. It wasn't working very well. He stopped many times to decided where to go. It seemed like he had been walking for decades. One of the times he stopped he heard a sound coming from another corridor. He walked towards the sound, but wasn't sure where he was going.
It didn't take long for him to find a dead end. The strange thing was, it wasn't a dead end; there was a sconce on the wall to hold up a torch. Bakura put his hand on the sconce and felt it move down. He stood back from the wall watching in silent amazement as it opened to show a few more cells.
~*~
Malik hid behind Ryou. He had a knife, not to mention that he was advancing on Kaiba. Ryou held a steady gaze at Kaiba. He raised the knife just above his own chest, then slowly brought the tip to his mouth. He ran it along his lips and smiled at the sweating multi-billionaire. He looked crazy. Crazier than Malik. Ryou walked to Kaiba, who was now against the wall.
"So how does it feel Seto?" Ryou whispered in his ear as he set the deadly blade against his throat. "How does it feel to be afraid?"
All Kaiba could do was gulp.
"Not very fun, eh?" Ryou could hear Malik walk up behind him. He barely noticed Malik wrap his arms around his waist. He was to busy pushing the blade against Seto's throat.
"Ryou, stop." Malik said in a shaky voice. "It isn't right."
"What do you mean?" Ryou asked his lover without turning from his prey.
"I mean, let me do it."
~*~
Bakura had walked past every cell at least three times and still didn't see Ishtar. He was walking back to the entrance of the secret passage when he heard the noise again. He turned around and looked into the first cell. There, huddled in the back of the cell was Ishtar. Bakura took out a small needle form his pocket and pushed it into the lock. After a minute the lock opened.
"Ishtar?" Bakura asked the silent figure. He went over to him and wrapped his arms around his still lover. "I hope that Kaiba didn't do anything to you."
"No." Ishtar whispered then tightly wrapped his arms around Bakura. "He did nothing to me."
"Good, then I won't have to kill him." Bakura thought for a moment. "Although I think Ryou's taking care of that one."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Nothing. Come on, we've got to get out of here."
~*~
"What are you doing Malik?" Kaiba asked as Malik took the knife from Ryou's shaky hands. "You don't want to do this."
"I don't?" Malik let the knife drop from Kaiba's throat, but he still held it close. He closed his eyes as if thinking about that, then opened them with a new hatred. "Actually, I do. And I quite intend to go through with it." This time Kaiba didn't get a chance to scream.
~*~
Okay, I don't think that's as much of a cliffhanger as my other chapters. I'm trying. I have to decide whether or not to kill Kaiba Boy. He's been mean to me. That's why he isn't my muse. I probably won't kill him, but you guys tell me what to do with him. I hope you all liked your cookies and cake. Ryou was very proud of his creations. As he should be.
Malik: I hope you people tell Elvy to kill Kaiba, he's mean to me. *sniff*
Ryou: Aw, come here Malik. *hugs Malik*
Malik: Thanks Ryou-san. *Smiles evilly as he hugs Ryou back*
Well, that's about it. Again, I hope you liked it. Remember that I'm posting a new fic later. Ja ne!
Malik: Your what? o-O
Me: Maliky! It's your new name!
Malik: *Grumbles*
Me: Well, here we go, another chapter, it's really weird knowing that people actually like the junk I write. Oh, yeah, I don't own anything except my stoopid ideas. No one with an ounce of a brain would ever sue me over that. Actually, I'm writing a manga, but it's nothing much. Oh, yeah . . . I have a note for you people . . .
ANYONE THAT HAS MALIK PICTURES SHOULD SEND THEM TO ME! I NEED ALL THE MALIK PICTURES I CAN GET! I'M A DESPERATE FAN HERE! I WILL GO TO MANY EXTREMES TO GET THESE SO DESIRED PICTURES! DON'T MAKE THE CRAZY CHICK HUNT YOU DOWN! THANK YOU.
Malik: Oh, she will hunt you down. Trust me. *rubs the back of his head where he hit the ground after I glomped him* I should know.
Me: But I love you Maliky! *Glomps him again*
Ryou: Right, well, maybe I should start the chapter . . . R&R by the way, we appreciate it. Elvy is also writing another story that she has yet to post, but it will be called "No one wants to be alone" for all those Yugi/Yami fans. Anyway, on with the fic.
Bakura stared at his hikari's head in confusion. What did he mean Malik was gone? That was utterly impossible! Or was it? Bakura held onto his hikari tighter as he thought about Malik. The little psycho kid had started to edge into Bakura's heart. He could see why Ryou was attracted to him. He was gorgeous, he looked almost exactly like Ishtar. Ishtar. What happened to him? If Malik was gone, then was Ishtar with him?
Ryou slowly let go of his yami and walked toward the kitchen. Bakura watched him closely to see what his intents were. Ryou walked over to the knife drawer.
"Aibou?" Bakura asked hesitantly.
"Yes Yami?"
"What are you going to do with that?" he gestured toward the butcher knife that Ryou held tightly in his shaking hand.
"I'm going to deal with whoever took Malik. They won't live to hurt my love." Ryou then turned and ran out of Isis' house and toward Kaiba's mansion. Bakura looked after him as he ran down the street. He had no idea what was going on, but he wasn't going to let Ryou have all the fun.
~*~
"So what am I going to do with you?" Kaiba laughed at the silent body sprawled on the floor. He had taken the boy's yami and trapped him, now he just had to get rid of the boy. He wasn't sure what he would do exactly. Malik wasn't the type of person you would want to get rid of. He was a gem, and Kaiba knew it. The only thing Kaiba failed to realize was just what length Ryou would go to to save his love.
Malik started to stir and lazily opened one eye. When he saw Seto Kaiba standing over him, he remembered what happened. He shrank back against the cold wall of the dark room. There was an open door with a light behind it. That was several feet away, and Seto was standing in the middle. Right in the was of the door. Kaiba smiled when Malik pushed himself against the wall. He was cornered.
"What do you want with me?" Malik screamed at him with so much malice that Kaiba self-consciously backed up.
"Hm." He smirked. "I want the millennium rod. You will give it to me, won't you?" Kaiba slowly began to close the space between them, but Malik barred his teeth like a dog and growled at Kaiba. "Well, you're worse than Joey."
Malik glared at the brunette from the floor and when he got close enough . . . Malik bit him in the leg. Kaiba fell to the floor and Malik rushed past him. When he reached the door there where five guards waiting for him. He looked between them like a lost puppy, and sank to the floor in defeat.
Just at that moment, one of the guards fell to the ground. Then another. The other three guards turned to face a scowling silver haired boy. With a knife. And a look set to kill. The guards couldn't run. They where surrounded. Malik on one side and Ryou on the other. They didn't stand a chance.
~*~
Bakura wandered though the lower portion of Kaiba's mansion. He had gotten lost several times, but eventually found the dungeon. He walked slowly, trying to keep the click of his heels to a minimum loudness. It wasn't working very well. He stopped many times to decided where to go. It seemed like he had been walking for decades. One of the times he stopped he heard a sound coming from another corridor. He walked towards the sound, but wasn't sure where he was going.
It didn't take long for him to find a dead end. The strange thing was, it wasn't a dead end; there was a sconce on the wall to hold up a torch. Bakura put his hand on the sconce and felt it move down. He stood back from the wall watching in silent amazement as it opened to show a few more cells.
~*~
Malik hid behind Ryou. He had a knife, not to mention that he was advancing on Kaiba. Ryou held a steady gaze at Kaiba. He raised the knife just above his own chest, then slowly brought the tip to his mouth. He ran it along his lips and smiled at the sweating multi-billionaire. He looked crazy. Crazier than Malik. Ryou walked to Kaiba, who was now against the wall.
"So how does it feel Seto?" Ryou whispered in his ear as he set the deadly blade against his throat. "How does it feel to be afraid?"
All Kaiba could do was gulp.
"Not very fun, eh?" Ryou could hear Malik walk up behind him. He barely noticed Malik wrap his arms around his waist. He was to busy pushing the blade against Seto's throat.
"Ryou, stop." Malik said in a shaky voice. "It isn't right."
"What do you mean?" Ryou asked his lover without turning from his prey.
"I mean, let me do it."
~*~
Bakura had walked past every cell at least three times and still didn't see Ishtar. He was walking back to the entrance of the secret passage when he heard the noise again. He turned around and looked into the first cell. There, huddled in the back of the cell was Ishtar. Bakura took out a small needle form his pocket and pushed it into the lock. After a minute the lock opened.
"Ishtar?" Bakura asked the silent figure. He went over to him and wrapped his arms around his still lover. "I hope that Kaiba didn't do anything to you."
"No." Ishtar whispered then tightly wrapped his arms around Bakura. "He did nothing to me."
"Good, then I won't have to kill him." Bakura thought for a moment. "Although I think Ryou's taking care of that one."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Nothing. Come on, we've got to get out of here."
~*~
"What are you doing Malik?" Kaiba asked as Malik took the knife from Ryou's shaky hands. "You don't want to do this."
"I don't?" Malik let the knife drop from Kaiba's throat, but he still held it close. He closed his eyes as if thinking about that, then opened them with a new hatred. "Actually, I do. And I quite intend to go through with it." This time Kaiba didn't get a chance to scream.
~*~
Okay, I don't think that's as much of a cliffhanger as my other chapters. I'm trying. I have to decide whether or not to kill Kaiba Boy. He's been mean to me. That's why he isn't my muse. I probably won't kill him, but you guys tell me what to do with him. I hope you all liked your cookies and cake. Ryou was very proud of his creations. As he should be.
Malik: I hope you people tell Elvy to kill Kaiba, he's mean to me. *sniff*
Ryou: Aw, come here Malik. *hugs Malik*
Malik: Thanks Ryou-san. *Smiles evilly as he hugs Ryou back*
Well, that's about it. Again, I hope you liked it. Remember that I'm posting a new fic later. Ja ne!