[Kitty: Chapter Two. Don't own song lyrics.

Lina: ^_^ R&R!]

Chapter Two: Keeper, Take Me Away

Marik came down to dinner that night and sat in his normal chair on the his side of the square table, as Ishizu came in with the platters of food and Mr. Ishtar's wine.

He immediately drank some, and the siblings took it as a gesture to start.

They all ate and drank, and when dessert came around, Mr. Ishtar was as drunk as the drunkard he was.

Ishizu gave him his sixth glass after he slurred a request for it, and she looked slightly nervous.

He drank some more of it, and said, "So, Marik, what did you think of the Rozenes?" His tone was disdain, but in a drunk kind of way.

"They were alright," Marik said quietly, "They were nice at least."

"Nice, ha!" He drank again. "Those assholes barely could control their little bitch of a daughter!"

Marik gripped his goblet in anger, but only said, "She was only eager to meet us, Father."

"Pft! She should be a lot more concerned about being the heir to her family! Poor hell-born souls, lost their older son after he decided to run away and become an upper-world bastard!"

Mr. Ishtar drank again. "That Rozene bitch will have to take the Priests' Iniation when she's 12, and she'll probably die from it, since she's only a girl!"

Ishizu looked down, but Marik could tell she was hurt.

"Girls can be strong too, Father," said Marik, "Kara will probably be fine."

"Marik, you don't need to be nice to the Rozenes," his father slurred, "They're not here, and besides, you're above them! You can be as honest as you like!"

"Well then," Marik stated firmly, "I say Zania and Thestral were a little harsh on poor Kara, and that Kara is the nicest person I've ever met."

The others stared, Odean and Ishizu giving him warning looks, and Mr. Ishtar with a drunken type of surprise on his face.

"Nicest?" Mr. Ishtar laughed, "She's only a Priest Keeper, you're better than that, Marik!"

Marik stood in anger. "With all due respect, Father, being better in class doesn't mean being better in character!" And with that, he ran out.

Marik went into his room, and closed the door. He lay down on his bed, his head facing the mattress. Then he heard a small rustle.

Marik looked up to find where it came from. It seemed to have come from under the bed.

He looked under it and found... "KARA?!"

"Shh," she put a finger to his lips. "I thought I should at least apologize for the trouble I've caused you."

"What trouble?" asked Marik, sounding puzzled.

"You argued with your father to defend me .." Kara whispered, "I'm sorry, you shouldn't have done that! He might punish you later!"

"Nah, Father was drunk, he won't remember a thing by the time he's got his mind back," said Marik, waving his hand to brush away her concern.

Kara looked down. "I'm still sorry," she whispered, and she turned to go back under the bed. "What are you doing?" Marik asked.

"Under your bed is a passage to the Quarters of the Priest Keepers," Kara explained, "Honest, I didn't know it went to your room, this is the first time I've tried it. And I'm going back under so that I can return home."

"No, wait!" Marik grabbed her hand, and she looked up at him in surprise.

He suddenly realized what he'd done, and gulped. "Er, I thought you were going to teach me this 'Duel Monsters' you told me about."

Kara's jade eyes widened. "B-but what if we're caught? We'd both get in trouble!"

"Erm... how about you return later this evening? Then everyone will be asleep, and we'll be the only ones awake!"

"Okay," Kara mumbled, still sounding slightly nervous.

"C'mon, Kara," said Marik, "Take a risk once and while, and there's a 50-50 chance that you'll have the best time in your life."

Kara smiled faintly, and then nodded. "Okay, I'll come in...a half-hour, okay?" "Okay!"

With one last smile, Kara disappeared under Marik's bed, leaving Marik to imagine about his nighttime meetings with his new friend.

'I said I want to touch the earth,
I wanna break it in my hands,
I wanna grow something wild and unruly.

I wanna sleep on the hard ground,
In the comfort of your arms,
On a pillow of blue bonnets,
In a blanket made of stars.

Oh, it sounds good to me. I said,

Cowboy, take me away,
Fly this girl as high as you can, into the wild blue.
Set me free, oh I pray,
Closer to heaven above, and closer to you, closer to you.'

-The Dixie Chicks, 'Cowboy, Take Me Away.'

[Kitty: DIXIE CHICKS ROCK!!!! ^____^ R&R, people!]