A/N: Okay! I know you're going to pelt me with rotten fruit but I'd first like to say… it's his fault! *points to a giant block that stands there looking imposing* And… yeah… there's also this little thing… that I like to call strep throat… it's not fun… oh what the hell you're still gonna pelt me with fruit, aren't you?

Ishtar: Yup, and it'll probably all be rotten too.

SD: You're enjoying this… ¬¬

Ishtar: That I am. *smirk*

SD: Also… beinf a bit of a hypocrite here but… ;_; Kira-Kura update Joys of Cooking… I love you… and Sei Mong… pwease update Crimson Lines? *puppy dog eyes* by the way, everyone else READ THESE FICS! I COMAND THEE! *breaths fire*

Disclaimer: I do not own YGO, it does not belong to me, nor will it ever. . because if it did, 4kids would be sooooo dead right now…

'He's watching me again...' Marik's shoulders hunched slightly as he noticed Yarik's gaze upon him again. 'Why's he always watching me?'

Yarik smirked slightly, sensing his hikari's discomfort. He was eating, and Yarik found it immensely sensual to watch.

Marik shuddered again; it was rather unnerving to have him watching all the time. It seemed he could always find the dark one looking at him. He quickly finished his meal and cleared it to the sink, Yarik watched him, he began cleaning up the kitchen, Yarik watched him, he walked to the living room, Yarik watched him until he was out of sight.

Marik sighed heavily, it was getting kind of annoying, he had tried to spend as much time away from the house as he could, but today the museum had been under renovations and they would last about a week (they were small renovations) and the library was closed due to the fact that it had been trashed by vandals. He was thankful his sister had been home though, he had a feeling Yarik would do less to him if Isis was there, she was pretty scary when she was angry.

After a while he got up and left for the bathroom, hoping to take a shower, catching Yarik's glance as he passed.

'Ra... I will make that boy mine.' Yarik groaned slightly, realising how aroused he had become as he watched Marik. He got up and walked to the bathroom quickly to relieve himself of his problem, accidentally walking in on Marik as he was undressing for his shower.

Marik jumped and looked up at Yarik as he walked in, "Wh-what..?"

Yarik gave a predatory smirk and began to advance on Marik, he hadn't planned on this but it would work to his advantage. He closed and locked the door behind him and continued to advance at the half naked treat in front of him.

Marik shrank back against the wall, cowering. "Wh-What do you want?"

Yarik smirked more and began undoing his pants, causing Marik's eyes to widen with fear. "Get over hear Marik."

"N-no... please..." Marik stammer pressing himself against the wall.

"I said come here!" Yarik yelled pulling Marik over to him, forcing the boy to his knees. He grinned as he opened his pants and free his erection. "Open up."

Marik closed his mouth as tight as he could, his entire body was tense as he closed his eyes tightly.

"Listen to me you damned boy! You belong to me and you will listen to me!" Yarik slapped him harshly but Marik didn't respond, causing an angered growl and another slap. "Open your damned mouth, Marik!"

Marik trembled but remained still, his mouth clenched tightly shut as well as his eyes. Yarik began to punch him repeatedly, but it earned no result until he decided to kick him in the stomach causing Marik to gasp for breath. He grinned and took advantage of this, grabbing Marik by the hair and thrusting into his mouth.

Marik gagged loudly and tried to pull away, however Yarik's firm hold on his hair kept him in place as the yami began thrusting in and out of the boy's mouth, moaning as he did so. The hikari tried desperately to get the man to stop but it all proved in vain as Yarik continued.

"Bes..." Yarik mumbled, before climaxing into his other's throat.

Marik gagged loudly and coughed, Yarik's cum spilling over the floor and his chest as the man released him from his grip.

"I'll have to teach you how to do that properly..." He smirk, putting his pants back on properly, "Enjoy your shower." And with that he left the bathroom.

Marik got up and locked the door and then grabbed the mouthwash as he struggled vigorously to get the taste of Yarik out of his mouth.

A school trip. Normally the idea would be of no interest to him, but with Yarik's newfound interest in him any excuse to be away from the house was good. It was a weekend trip to the mountains, and though he would probably suffer something by the hands of Jounouchi it was better than suffering otherwise by Yarik.

"Oh Ishtar-san, it's so nice to see you participating in an extra-curricular activity for once." The teacher smiled at him as he turned in the form that he would be going with them.

Jounouchi grumbled but did nothing more than glare darkly at Marik as he walked to his desk.

The trip there was rather uneventful, even boring, unless you count that Bakura randomly took control of Ryou's body part way there and started making out with Yami who had taken over Yuugi. The teachers freaked out over that and then separated them. When Ryou and Yuugi were returned control they had no idea what was going on and also had a month's worth of detentions on their hands.

Marik was relatively unbothered throughout the trip, mainly because he stayed far away form Jounouchi and his little gang.

"All right students, the cabin arrangements are…" The woman at the front began to list off cabin numbers and who would be in them, "Cabin number 9, Jounouchi Katsuya, Kaiba Seto, Mutou Yuugi and Ishtar Marik." Marik's heart almost stopped beating right there. Why would the teachers put him together with Jounouchi? Of all people why him?

"Hey, Roomie" Jounouchi drawled as he walked up to Marik smirking cruelly.

Marik turned to him, knowing better than to ignore him.

"Be a pal and carry our stuff for us, huh?" And without even needing to wait for an answer he piled a large amount of bags into his arms.

Marik groaned and stumbled, almost falling over. He managed however to keep his balance and made his way to cabin number nine, when he got there he waited to be instructed where the bags should all go, but no one told him so he put their bags by one bed and his on another.

He sighed heavily and lay back on his bed and stared at the top bunk. He really wouldn't have put it past Jounouchi to have paid off the teachers (or have had Kaiba pay off the teachers) to do this so that he had a little punching bag.

"Do you mind if we switch? I don't like heights…" Marik looked over to see Yuugi standing over him.

"Huh? Oh…sure…" Marik grabbed his stuff and moved to the top.

"Arigatou…" Yuugi said and lay down on his bunk. "By the way… I'd suggest sleeping now… I got cabined up with those two a while back. You won't get that much sleep tonight…"

Marik shuddered a bit. "Thanks for the warning…"

"Yeah…" Yuugi murmured before taking his own advice and falling asleep.

Marik soon did the same, today was just supposed to be a relax, get used to the surroundings day so there was nothing important that had to be done, it was all right for the two boys to sleep the evening away. They were woken up later that night, and Marik found out a few things that he really didn't need to know. Such as the fact that Jounouchi is a screamer.

The next morning Marik and Yuugi walked out of the cabin looking tired and slightly disturbed. The breakfast wasn't helpful either since it looked like it was the innards of something living that refused to die.

Marik poked it lightly and it gurgled and engulfed the end of his spoon. He winced and pushed the bowl away, appetite, if he had one, completely lost.

The rest of the day the class went for a hike. It was all right until Jounouchi pushed him 'accidentally' off the edge of the track and he fell down the hill, hitting a few trees on the way down leaving a few bruises. He winced as he realised he had two on his face.

"I can just say I fell down a hill… that's what happened after all…" he muttered as he rubbed his cheek lightly.

"Ishtar-kun! Are you all right?" One of the teachers called down the hill from the trail.

"Hai! Gomen!" He called back.

"It's all right, so long as you're okay! Try to catch up with us, all right?"

"Hai!" And so he began trekking back to the group.

The next day, after a night without much sleep they went out for another hike.

Marik stared at the ground but made sure he stayed away from Jounouchi so as not to be sent down the hill again. There was a sudden thud and the next thing Marik knew he was on the ground, pain beginning to register in his other cheek. He looked up to find the looming form of his yami standing over him.

"Well hello there, this is where you've been? Bad Marik you didn't even tell me." Yarik was obviously angry as he lifted his hikari by the collar of his shirt and slammed him against a tree. He ran his finger over one of the bruises Marik had gotten the other day. "Hmmm? Where'd this come from?"

Marik shifted lightly. "I-ah… I fell down the hill."

Yarik's eyes narrowed. "Don't lie to me. Who touched you? Which of these fuckers touched you!?!" He pulled Marik to look at all the rest of his classmates.

"No one, Yarik-sama… no one touched me." Marik sighed lightly.

Yarik growled and began punching Marik with every word he spoke. "Do. Not. Lie. To. Me. You. Will. Regret. It."

"Sir! I must ask you to release my student at once!" The teacher ran up.

Yarik growled again and in an instant had the dagger of his Sennen Rod pointed at the woman's throat. "What I do with what belongs to me is none of your business."

Marik had just enough time to absently wonder how Yarik had gotten the rod back when he found the blade pointed at him.

"Isis was away this weekend… we could've had all kinds of fun." Yarik smirked running the dagger down Marik's chest, cutting off his shirt. He then spun the boy around to show his back to his classmates. Many gasped at the burned in designs that covered his back. "This! This is what separates him from you fuckers! And this… this is what makes him mine." Her grinned as he began to carve into Marik's right shoulder a circle and within that he carved an Ankh with two extra lines like an Y.

Marik screamed in pain as he did this and whimpered lightly as it began to bleed heavily.

"Oh my god!" someone screamed, "Call the police! This man's a psycho!"

Jounouchi as some would note looked terrified of the man, and he was. The man had nearly killed him once and he was allowed to be afraid of him.

Yarik ran his tongue over the wound he had created and smirked, lapping up more of the blood. "So understand this. No one is to touch what is mine." And with that he grabbed Marik in a headlock and dragged him off to the cabins. After grabbing Marik's stuff he got on the motorcycle he had used to get here and left back home.

"Otouto! Oh my Gods what happened to you!?" Isis nearly screamed when she saw him.

"It hurts…" was all he could mumble as he tried to touch the 'brand' on his shoulder.

"Rishid! We need to take him to the hospital!" Isis cried and tried to pick up Marik without hurting him more so.

After the brand had been bandaged properly and given a week to try and get it to heal Marik was back in school

"Ne, Ishtar-kun… where'd you get that tattoo on your back?" Mizuki, one of Marik's classmates asked. They were writing essays and Marik was glad he could write the rough draft in Egyptian because the teacher didn't want it in.

"My father." Marik answered simply.

"Why?"

"Because it was a family tradition."

"Did it hurt?"

"For months."

"How old were you?"

"Why are you asking me this?"

Mizuki gave a quick glance to her friends then scowled. "Because I'm curious…"

Marik looked at her skeptically then returned to his work.

Mizuki scowled more, "Hey… Who was that guy on the trip? The one who took you away…"

"I don't know…" Marik replied without looking up from his work.

"But you called him by name."

"I know his name, not who he is…"

"So how do you know him?"

"He killed my father."

Mizuki was now looking very disturbed… not only was Marik's life turning out to be really weird, but also he was relaying it all with a completely monotone and emotionless voice. "Uhh…" She looked over to her friends and then quickly ran back over to them.

Marik snickered lightly to himself, not many people believed him when he spoke of his past, and it didn't really matter to him if they did or didn't, it didn't make much difference.

"Oi!" Marik jerked as suddenly the paper he was writing on was ripped from the binder. "What the hell is this?!" Jounouchi yelled holding the paper in his hand. "You're in Japan now, we write Japanese!"

Marik looked up at him and didn't even get a chance to argue as he was pulled from his spot by his hair. "JA-PA-NESE! Not your foreign shit!" Jounouchi was obviously frustrated, Kaiba had been gone for a week on a business trip, and of course Marik was the main form of venting. "Come on."

Jounouchi dragged the boy from the room and into the hall where he proceeded to kick the boy a few times before picking him up and throwing him over his shoulder and storming out of the school.

Marik yelped lightly as Jounouchi accidentally on purpose smacked his head into the door, there was going to be a bruise there and he knew it. Yarik was going to kill him.

However unbeknownst to Marik, Yarik wasn't the biggest problem he had, especially since their destination at the current time was that of Bandit Keith.

Once they got to the small rundown apartment building Jounouchi dropped Marik onto the ground and stepped on his back to keep him from moving. He then knocked on the door.

"Delivery." He sneered.

"About damn time you got here, we made this deal two weeks ago." Keith's gruff voice came from the apartment as the door swung open.

"Yeah well, whatever… took a while… minor interference's…" Jounouchi huffed as Keith tossed him a large stuffed envelope then turned on his way. "Have fun, Mary-chan."

~TBC~