Disclaimer: See first chapter.
(Third Person POV)
"And just what is going on here?" Marik inquired dangerously, standing above Malik who had just been woken up by his arrival.
"I, I haven't done anything master, please don't hurt me!" Malik cried. Marik sneered and slapped him across the face before roughly pulling him out of bed and dropping him on the floor. Malik instantly got into a kneeling position in front of Marik and waited for whatever was coming next. Probably a punishment for something; he wasn't sure what he'd done now.
"What is it?" Bakura asked irritably, walking into the room and looking around in surprise. "And what's Malik done *now*?"
"I *asked* you to," Marik was cut off by the irate fiend.
"Oh is *that* it.? I thought it was something important. Fact is I refuse. *You* can do what you like but I'm not going to rape him and that's final."
"So you didn't get any use out of him?" Marik sounded disappointed. "I'd thought it was him who'd refused."
"Since when have I let some mortal's refusal stop me?" Bakura asked, "If I'd wanted to I would have. And yes, I did get some use out of him." Bakura smirked and licked his lips. "He tastes good you know."
"No actually I didn't. Never tried. C'mere Malik."
Malik walked over to him, shaking, and Marik sunk his fangs into the boy's unprotected neck. Malik had to bite back a cry of pain as Marik's teeth penetrated his skin and couldn't keep himself from crying out at the sensation of blood being sucked out at an extremely fast rate.
Marik pulled back almost immediately though, and looked over at Bakura with a sneer on his face. "I always did forget that we have very different ideas of what tastes good."
"Yes," Bakura replied, unshaken, "I prefer blood sweetened with pleasure whereas you only like the flavors of pain and terror. Probably because I've drunk my own blood on occasion and you haven't. *I* think he tastes good anyway."
Marik snorted, "And he probably prefers it that way. You're gentler than I am."
"And with good reason Marik. Since you're here I might as well get everyone up ne? What went on with Yami anyway?"
"He wanted to ask some questions. Seems old Peggy's back and Shadi too. He wanted to know what we knew about it all so he'd be prepared."
"Did he want any help?"
"Na, you know Yami, he always manages to do all right on his own."
"Yeah, that's our game king, always wins no matter what." Bakura's voice held possessive pride. "Pegasus isn't hard to beat anyway. It's Shadi that's the problem."
"What do mean Pegasus isn't hard to beat?! He was King of the Vampires for years."
"Yeah, and then Yami turned up and beat him and I fought him afterwards to see if I was any good after Yami had beaten me and he was a cinch. I think he went soft because everyone was too scared to challenge him."
"Scream," a harsh voice said somewhere nearby.
"That doesn't sound good." Bakura said and walked into the living room. "'togi?"
The black-haired boy turned away from Ryou, who was trembling uncontrollably, and fixed his piercing green eyes on Bakura. "Who is this? He doesn't seem to know anything."
"He's just someone Marik picked up a couple of days ago. And you're right. He doesn't know anything. What are you doing here?"
"So I can't come to visit now?" The boy asked.
"Whatever, we'll talk later I guess. This is Otogi by the way," Bakura said.
"Okay, fine *be* that way," Otogi sulked, "I wanted to see if you're going to help us that's all."
"No, sorry, this time I think we're firmly on Yami's side." Marik said, coming into the room with Malik trailing behind him.
"Oh," Otogi pouted, then shrugged, "Bye then," and he vanished.
"Good riddance," Marik muttered. "The stupid fool."
Marik irritably waved Malik off and he went to comfort Ryou, who still seemed shaken by his encounter with Otogi.
"You know, I've just had a horrible thought." Bakura said suddenly.
"Really, what's that?" Marik asked.
"I don't know how to train him," Bakura said gloomily, staring at Ryou.
Marik started laughing uncontrollably, and trying to talk in between giggles. "Y, you don't, don't know how to t, train him?" He waited until he had calmed down and then went on. "Same way you train a dog really. Whenever he does something wrong punish him. And if he's especially good then reward him. Not that *that* happens often."
Malik looked up indignantly, 'I am not a dog!' Bakura could hear the thought running through his mind.
"No and not particularly like one either," Bakura answered him. "Oh well, guess I'll just have to try and hope for the best. Are you *sure* there isn't some other way of doing this?"
"Bakura, you are so stupid sometimes!" Marik said in exasperation. "Don't *you* know any other ways?"
"I do; I just don't want to hurt him."
"You're kidding me right?" Marik asked, looking at Bakura strangely. Bakura shook his head, gaining a disgusted look, "However you managed to beat Pegasus with that attitude I don't know."
"I never said I *wouldn't* if he causes problems I just don't want to. You know if 'togi's trying to get support there must be something wrong. Why would Shadi get *Otogi* to help him?"
"You're right. It's strange. What is Otogi trying to do lately do you know?"
"Something to do with Seto I think. You know Set's always been trying to get the throne off Yami. He wouldn't do anything dishonorable though. I think 'togi's just trying to get some support for him. You know he'd do just about anything to get rid of Yami. He's never really forgiven him for beating Pegasus."
"Speaking of beating Pegasus how does he feel about you now? I mean you beat him too didn't you?"
"Yeah, but, well you know how Yami declared his a leadership fight not a fight to the death?"
"You didn't kill him did you?"
"No but I could've. Pegasus is a coward though and decided he'd rather lose his powers than be killed. I'd rather die any day."
"Same here." Marik agreed. "So what do you want to do today? Can we go terrorize Keith's gang again?"
"Sure, it's your turn to decide anyway."
(Third Person POV)
"And just what is going on here?" Marik inquired dangerously, standing above Malik who had just been woken up by his arrival.
"I, I haven't done anything master, please don't hurt me!" Malik cried. Marik sneered and slapped him across the face before roughly pulling him out of bed and dropping him on the floor. Malik instantly got into a kneeling position in front of Marik and waited for whatever was coming next. Probably a punishment for something; he wasn't sure what he'd done now.
"What is it?" Bakura asked irritably, walking into the room and looking around in surprise. "And what's Malik done *now*?"
"I *asked* you to," Marik was cut off by the irate fiend.
"Oh is *that* it.? I thought it was something important. Fact is I refuse. *You* can do what you like but I'm not going to rape him and that's final."
"So you didn't get any use out of him?" Marik sounded disappointed. "I'd thought it was him who'd refused."
"Since when have I let some mortal's refusal stop me?" Bakura asked, "If I'd wanted to I would have. And yes, I did get some use out of him." Bakura smirked and licked his lips. "He tastes good you know."
"No actually I didn't. Never tried. C'mere Malik."
Malik walked over to him, shaking, and Marik sunk his fangs into the boy's unprotected neck. Malik had to bite back a cry of pain as Marik's teeth penetrated his skin and couldn't keep himself from crying out at the sensation of blood being sucked out at an extremely fast rate.
Marik pulled back almost immediately though, and looked over at Bakura with a sneer on his face. "I always did forget that we have very different ideas of what tastes good."
"Yes," Bakura replied, unshaken, "I prefer blood sweetened with pleasure whereas you only like the flavors of pain and terror. Probably because I've drunk my own blood on occasion and you haven't. *I* think he tastes good anyway."
Marik snorted, "And he probably prefers it that way. You're gentler than I am."
"And with good reason Marik. Since you're here I might as well get everyone up ne? What went on with Yami anyway?"
"He wanted to ask some questions. Seems old Peggy's back and Shadi too. He wanted to know what we knew about it all so he'd be prepared."
"Did he want any help?"
"Na, you know Yami, he always manages to do all right on his own."
"Yeah, that's our game king, always wins no matter what." Bakura's voice held possessive pride. "Pegasus isn't hard to beat anyway. It's Shadi that's the problem."
"What do mean Pegasus isn't hard to beat?! He was King of the Vampires for years."
"Yeah, and then Yami turned up and beat him and I fought him afterwards to see if I was any good after Yami had beaten me and he was a cinch. I think he went soft because everyone was too scared to challenge him."
"Scream," a harsh voice said somewhere nearby.
"That doesn't sound good." Bakura said and walked into the living room. "'togi?"
The black-haired boy turned away from Ryou, who was trembling uncontrollably, and fixed his piercing green eyes on Bakura. "Who is this? He doesn't seem to know anything."
"He's just someone Marik picked up a couple of days ago. And you're right. He doesn't know anything. What are you doing here?"
"So I can't come to visit now?" The boy asked.
"Whatever, we'll talk later I guess. This is Otogi by the way," Bakura said.
"Okay, fine *be* that way," Otogi sulked, "I wanted to see if you're going to help us that's all."
"No, sorry, this time I think we're firmly on Yami's side." Marik said, coming into the room with Malik trailing behind him.
"Oh," Otogi pouted, then shrugged, "Bye then," and he vanished.
"Good riddance," Marik muttered. "The stupid fool."
Marik irritably waved Malik off and he went to comfort Ryou, who still seemed shaken by his encounter with Otogi.
"You know, I've just had a horrible thought." Bakura said suddenly.
"Really, what's that?" Marik asked.
"I don't know how to train him," Bakura said gloomily, staring at Ryou.
Marik started laughing uncontrollably, and trying to talk in between giggles. "Y, you don't, don't know how to t, train him?" He waited until he had calmed down and then went on. "Same way you train a dog really. Whenever he does something wrong punish him. And if he's especially good then reward him. Not that *that* happens often."
Malik looked up indignantly, 'I am not a dog!' Bakura could hear the thought running through his mind.
"No and not particularly like one either," Bakura answered him. "Oh well, guess I'll just have to try and hope for the best. Are you *sure* there isn't some other way of doing this?"
"Bakura, you are so stupid sometimes!" Marik said in exasperation. "Don't *you* know any other ways?"
"I do; I just don't want to hurt him."
"You're kidding me right?" Marik asked, looking at Bakura strangely. Bakura shook his head, gaining a disgusted look, "However you managed to beat Pegasus with that attitude I don't know."
"I never said I *wouldn't* if he causes problems I just don't want to. You know if 'togi's trying to get support there must be something wrong. Why would Shadi get *Otogi* to help him?"
"You're right. It's strange. What is Otogi trying to do lately do you know?"
"Something to do with Seto I think. You know Set's always been trying to get the throne off Yami. He wouldn't do anything dishonorable though. I think 'togi's just trying to get some support for him. You know he'd do just about anything to get rid of Yami. He's never really forgiven him for beating Pegasus."
"Speaking of beating Pegasus how does he feel about you now? I mean you beat him too didn't you?"
"Yeah, but, well you know how Yami declared his a leadership fight not a fight to the death?"
"You didn't kill him did you?"
"No but I could've. Pegasus is a coward though and decided he'd rather lose his powers than be killed. I'd rather die any day."
"Same here." Marik agreed. "So what do you want to do today? Can we go terrorize Keith's gang again?"
"Sure, it's your turn to decide anyway."