A/N: Here's chapter three. Please forgive for the lack of updating. The "Lord" will be capitalized since its indicating a person. You can say it's his name since everyone in here calls him "Lord". So yeah, that's his name since I'm feeling too indolent to think of a suitable name. The "chief" guy…well he have no name. Once again, I'm feeling too indolent. Please forgive and forget. Oh and for those who don't know, Malik is the light and Marik is the dark. Thank you to all who reviewed! OOC warning! RR please!
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh.
"Speaking"
'Thoughts'
Chapter Three: Reunited At Last
"Ryou!"
Malik burst through the doors. He land onto the muddy ground. He searched frantically around the yard. "Ryou! Where are you?"
Marik finally caught up with his light. He jumped through the doors behind Malik. "Where is he!"
"I don't know!" cried Malik. Tears started pouring down his drenched face when he saw no signs of his beloved friend.
A flicker of dim gold light caught his eye as Malik raced toward the weeping willow tree. As he came closer, the blond haired teen saw a limp body, almost obscured by the tree's branches and in the right hand was the golden tip flute. "Ryou!"
Malik dashed over to him, leaping over big puddles of water on the way. He kneeled down by his side. "Ryou? Ryou! Speak to me! Ryou, you can't leave me! Wake up!"
Malik grabbed Ryou by his collar and began to shake him violently. "Wake up, wake up, wake up! Why won't you wake up!"
He hugged his friend and started to cry even more. "Why won't you wake up? You promise once before you'll always be there for me like I'll be there for you! So now you're going to break that promise? Wake up! You can't leave me!"
Marik got to the two lights, gasping when he saw the limp body and his light crying his eyes out. Marik looked away and tears started rolling down his eyes. "Ryou?"
"Marik…" Malik stammered, "He's gone…Ryou's gone! He broke our promise! How could you, Ryou? I hate you, Ryou!"
"Did someone call me?"
Malik's eyes shot up and he looked at the body in his arms. "Ryou?"
Ryou opened his eyes and smiled at the two terrified teens. "Hi."
Malik along with Marik exploded. "Don't you ever scare us like that again!"
"Ah, dude! You're going to ruin my ears!" Ryou whined.
"You had us all scared!" yelled Marik, "Your ears are the least of your problems now!"
"Yeah and I was crying my eyes out!" complained Malik.
"I thought someone say they hate me," said Ryou with a wide and weak grin.
"Uh……." began Malik," How much did you hear again?"
"More than enough. Malik, you know I'll never break a promise to you. I'll always be there for you, pal," comforted the albino haired teen.
Malik started to cry again.
"Hey, what I do?" Ryou asked, "Something I say?"
"I was just so scared. I thought you left me. I thought you were really gone," said Malik.
"I would never do that, Malik," said Ryou as he caught Malik and Marik in a warm and wet embrace. But Ryou couldn't be more wrong.
"You two know we been talking in the storm, right?" asked Marik.
The two looked around and replied together, "Oh yeah huh."
O.o;;
The three had forgotten all about the raging storm over their fears. They rushed inside where it's all warm and dry. Ryou shivers uncontrollably as if he couldn't stop, but then again he'd been out in the raging storm for hours. They escort Ryou to his bunk where all his roommates greeted them warmly.
"Now, go change and eat supper," instructed Malik.
"Don't worry, I will. Thanks again for saving me, Malik. You too, Marik," murmur Ryou. He quickly cheered up and smiled at them. "Well, see you in the morning!" With that, he closed the door.
Marik turned and started departing.
"Where are you going?" asked Malik, curious where his dark side next destination is.
"I have to talk to the Lord…and the chief," is his reply.
"What? I'm coming with you!"
"Malik, we're dealing with dangerous people. You don't know how heartless they can be."
"Yeah, but we're in this thing together," said Malik.
"Alright," Marik acquiesced.
Together, side by side and silent as a pair of ghosts, the two departed the scene and head for the Lord's chamber leaving the pools of mud to thicken as they may. The chamber is the most restricted and forbidden place in the castle. No one dared go near it without permission; like they'll ever get it anyway. Malik followed closely behind for he does not wish to find himself in an unknown area.
On the walls lay stone statues craved into ugly, hideous, monster-like creatures. They were all identical to one another. But they still frighten Malik all the same.
They turned a corner and went right, then turned another corner at the end of the long hall. The halls looked like they're intertwined with one another with halls connecting everywhere; just like a never ending maze with long and confusing twists and turns. Single black candles lighted the way. They each stood on a skull inside the wall. A square shape of cement had been removed from the wall for the candle to take place.
'Haven't these people ever heard of electricity?' thought Malik.
Suddenly and abruptly, Marik stopped and turned back. "We're here," he announced.
Malik was highly surprised his yami found the place. To him, he can't even find north!
"Malik, you stay out here. I don't want you in anymore danger."
"Okay." Malik knew his other half already made up his mind and that he's not going to change it.
Marik opened the huge door located on the wall to their right and entered. Malik knew it isn't nice to eavesdrop but he couldn't resist the urge so he listened in on the conversation. Malik waited for a moment but he couldn't hear anything. No voices, no footsteps, no nothing. 'Okay, you can start now. I don't have all day to eavesdrop on you people, you know!' Malik thought.
Marik entered the large room fill with candles lit for light just as in the hallways. At the end was a large throne with two of the castle guards each standing abreast. Seated on the enormous chair is the so call Lord himself. Shadows covered several portions of his face but the remainder of his body isn't. He was dressed in fine black silk. A large cape attached to his collar fluttered every time he moves as well as the rest of his dark clothes. Dark, long pants and a long sleeved shirt covered the rest of his body.
"Dear Lord," Marik began.
Outside, Malik could hear his other half talking. 'Dear Lord? Why does this seem like he's writing a letter or something?' Malik asked himself as he continued to listen in.
Malik continued on. "I was informed one of our workers, Ryou Bakura, had been sentenced to the yard outside the dungeon by-"
"Save it!" The chief spat as he appeared out from behind a pole. "I've already told our dear Lord about everything."
"Yes, my dear commander. One of my workers broke one of my ancestor's tablet, did he not?" asked the Lord in a deep and clam tone.
'Oh for crying out loud, it's just a piece of stinking wood! Get over it!' Malik thought.
"Yes, but this is a mere misunderstanding, a misconception. He didn't mean-"
"So what if he didn't mean it?" asked the chief nonchalantly. "The sacred tablet was broken by his hands! My Lord, punishments must be given out immediately!"
"No!" yelled Marik. He knew the person before his eyes can easily overpower him and take his life but he'll have to stand his ground, for Ryou's sake.
"Lord, please spare his life. If he lives, he'll remain your servant and his share of work throughout his life won't be small," begged Marik, "He isn't worth all this trouble. If you let him go, I promise with my life he wouldn't dare do such a deed ever again."
"But," denounced the chief, "Just as you say, he isn't worth all this trouble and time for he is only a small servant. We taken their lives before, why not one more? It doesn't make a difference anyways. My Lord, I say we end this now and make sure this never happens again."
Marik's eyes widen and he whirled to the Lord to see his reaction. "Please, my Lord. He isn't worth all this."
"Of course he isn't worth it but since he'd broken the tablet from the House of Essence, we'll have to go through with this!" screamed the chief.
'Either the Lord can't hear every well or this guy just like to scream in everyone's ears. Doesn't he ever hear of peace and quiet?' thought Malik from behind the doors.
"My Lord, we have to take his life!" yelled the chief.
'Guess not,' thought Malik.
"My Lord-"began Marik, ready to defense his friend.
"Quiet!" The Lord held out his hand and a flash of black lightning of some sort emerged from his palm. It darted to where Marik was standing firm and into his body. The black lightning surrounded its era around his body as if the black color was his own era.
Marik scream in agonizing pain.
Malik, from outside, gasped for his yami since he'd heard the painful scream. He was about to push open the door and go in to help his brother but he stopped himself at the last moment. He promised Marik he wouldn't interrupt the conversation so, Malik stopped the actions he was going to regret. 'Marik, oh please be alright! I can never forgive myself if something happened to you!' thought Malik.
The lightning surfed through his body as if executing his insides. It knocked him off his feet and into as pole behind him. The blond haired teen falls to the ground in acute pain. Small sparks could still be spotted here and there on his body. Marik felt as if a bolt of lightning had hit him, literally. He lay on the cold cement hoping the pain would soon ease. He could barely even speak let alone stand up. Marik never would have thought the Lord would release the black lightning and that it was meant for Marik. Marik could hardly handle the pain let alone Ryou or Malik for they are merely just humans.
The pain was so overwhelming. He didn't know if he'll ever stand up again. His body aches as if ants were crawling all over him. It feels so bad… so painful. Marik felt the pain getting to him. Slowly, his eyes began to fall. This conversation hadn't even reached an hour yet and already he's on the ground in agonizing pain.
His world soon goes dark. The chief stood before the seemingly lifeless body.
Malik watches through the keyhole. 'Marik, stand up! Stand up!' Malik yelled in his mind. Malik was sure his dark side would just stand up in a second or so as if nothing had happen to him. But after a few moments, nothing happened. Marik didn't stand up and he didn't move either. He laid there as if he were lifeless…
To Be Continued….
A/N: So…. How do you think! Yes, yes, bad cliff hanger. But this next one is even worse. The next chapter to this story will be the last but if you want a sequel, tell me in a review. I won't waste my time writing a sequel if no body will read it so…. RR please! In the next chapter, you'll all find out what happen to Ryou, Marik, and Malik. The things Malik thought about during the conversation…well…. That wasn't part of the original story but I felt I had to add it. So what do you think of this chapter? Leave a review also stating if you want a sequel to this story. Tides of Friendship have four chapters in total for the first story anyways if it doesn't have a second. So RR please!
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh.
