Authoress Notes: Bad news everyone. I, Mae Crawford, have been grounded, till the end of the school year. Punishment? No Internet access, no sleepovers, no Internet access, no going to the movies with my friends, no Internet access, no hanging out with my friends and did I mention no Internet access?
Now, you're probably wondering, then, how the hell I got this chapter up? Well, I wouldn't be updating this fic till June, if not for my very very very VERY good friend, LadyYami. She's the author of 'Tears of Loneliness' and 'Shadows of Hope'. ::glomps LadyYami-chan:: You are da best! I had asked her to do this for me in school, and she agreed. ALL OF YOU! THANK HER FOR KINDNESS! If it wasn't for her, you'd have to wait two months for updates!
Anyway, about this chapter: there is a whole bunch of jumping around. Also, I am sooooooo toeing the line at ratings. You'll see what I mean in the later part of the fic. ::winks:: I am sooooooo going to get my ass flamed for it. ::evil cackle:: I am evil. ^^
I do not own Yugioh! or Duel Monsters. They are copyrighted to Kazuki Takahashi, 4Kids Entertainment (Die for your terrible dubbing) and Konami. I do not own Sy Cross; he belongs to Esse. I own the Egyptian goddess cards, Himeyuri and the plotline. ^^ All rights reserved.
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Dreams of Innocence
Chapter XXV: Now Things Are Just Getting Messed Up Here
"Hm, is something wrong Mokuba?" asked Rowan kindly, looking at the black-haired boy. He was sitting across from her in the ice cream shop, eating his banana split silently. This worried the raven-haired teen, for normally the kid would be bounding with energy because of the sugar.
Mokuba looked at Rowan for a moment and she could see the worry and hurt in his blue eyes. Then, he looked back down at his Sunday without saying anything. The teen said nothing more and went back to her vanilla milkshake.
"I'm worried about Seto."
Blinking, Rowan stopped in mid-slurp. "Huh?"
Mokuba looked back up at Rowan and repeated, "I'm worried about Seto."
"I'm sure your brother is fine," spoke Rowan reassuringly. "He just went to the hospital for a little surgery."
"But it isn't that," objected Mokuba, before spooning another mouthful of ice cream into his mouth.
Rowan arched an eyebrow. "Well then, what?"
The other sighed, before answering, "I think Seto might be going...er...crazy."
This made Rowan blink. "Whaddya mean?"
"I err...heard him...last night...talking to someone...but when he left the bathroom, there was no one there."
"He's probably been workin' too much," replied Rowan slurping her shake.
"He kept on saying the name 'Odin'," added Mokuba. During her slurp, Rowan choked on the liquid substance.
"He thought he was talking to a god?" stated Rowan incredulously.
Mokuba nodded.
"Damn, sounds like he needs a loooong vacation," muttered Rowan, chewing on the plastic straw.
"He kept on saying the name 'Odin'."
Sy froze.
At his small table at the same ice cream shop, he listened carefully, eyes narrowed behind his sunglasses.
"He thought he was talking to a god?" questioned the girl. The boy with her nodded, which made Sy smirk.
{Well, well, well! Rich boy is one of the avatars? Who would a guessed!} Listening carefully, Sy waited to hear more; but the two went on to talk about the arcade. Sighing, Sy finished his root beer float and stood up. Leaving the glass at the table, he walked away, grinning. As he passed by the two he was eavesdropping on, he glanced at them, a humorous idea striking him.
~Uis ommuny o, uyo owh acrswl sin dan, uyor ital walsay aredy iokll!~
Suddenly, as he walked away, scurrying out from his pant leg came a small ruby-gold scorpion, scurrying towards Rowan and Mokuba. Quickly, he crawled into Rowan's purse that lay on the ground and sat very still in the corner pocket.
Isis sat on the swinging wicker chair, holding the Hathor Card tightly in her hand. In the other, she held the three God Cards. "Give it to whom I trust..." murmured Isis, closing her eyes.
"Is something bothering you?"
"Ack!" Jumping into the air, Isis nearly dropped the four powerful cards. Turning, she then said, "Don't do that!"
Shadii bowed. "I am sorry, I did not mean to frighten you."
Isis glared at him for a moment, but then smiled. "It's all right. I've been a little stressed lately."
Silence. An awkward one.
Just as Shadii opened his mouth to speak, the phone inside rang.
"Excuse me," spoke Isis, standing up. She left the bearer of two items, who was silently fuming inside his mind.
{Why am I acting like such a fool?} he thought angrily. His clenched some of his robes tightly with his fists. {It is not that hard to say!} However, he stopped as Isis returned, speaking into a portable phone.
"-to come to the island early?" she said in surprise. "When?...Now?"
Shadii caught her eye, looking at her in curiosity. A sort of surprised, desperate look was sin her eyes.
"Pegasus, I know you need to speak to us, but how can w-you what? When? Where? How? No, wait, never mind that last question. But what about my brother? There's no possible way I can trust h-you have an answer for everything, don't you?" Then, sighing in defeat, she added, "Very well then. I'll tell Shadii and we'll see you this evening. Good-bye." Hanging up, she flopped back down on the chair, eyes closed.
"What is wrong with Pegasus?" questioned Shadii.
Opening one eye to look at him, Isis said, "Pack your bags Shadii: we're going to Golden Isle tonight."
"...I can't ask father to help me," mumbled Himeyuri as she walked down the street, hands in her leather jacket pockets. "He's against me and Sy. Nope, can't count on Anu. Hm...maybe..."
"My bawoon! Mommy, my bawoon got away!"
Blinking, Himeyuri spotted a little girl frantically making a grab for a balloon string. Her blue eyes were wide and frantic. A red balloon was floating up into the air, towards Himeyuri. With a swift move, Himeyuri snatched the balloon string and brought it over to the little girl with brown pig-tails.
Kneeling so that she was at eye level with the girl, Himeyuri smiled kindly and handed the girl the balloon. "Here you go."
"Yeah!" Accepting the balloon, the little girl's face broke into a huge grin, and Himeyuri noticed that a tooth was missing from her upper gum. "Tank you!"
"No problem," she replied, ruffling the little girl's hair. Then, standing back up, Himeyuri started walking again.
"Waaait!" Stopping, the woman turned around. the same girl came up to her, holding something up to Himeyuri. "Take dis!"
"Huh?" Himeyuri managed to say, staring at the girl. Inside her hands was a simple bead, the size of a bottle cap. It was a soft pinkish-purple, apparently made of glass.
With a giggle, the little girl turned around and skipped away back to where her mother was. Staring after her, Himeyuri let this register in her mind. Then, a soft smile crossed her face and carefully pocket the bead.
"Now, back to getting the pharaoh..." But this time, she felt an ever so small tugging in the back of her mind.
"All right, so after Set had scattered his brother's parts, Isis began a frantic search to find them all, right?" asked Malik.
Anzu nodded. "That, and she also hide her newborn son, Horus, from Set. otherwise, he would have killed him as well."
"Screwed up family," muttered Malik. Anzu couldn't help but giggle at this.
"In mythology, everyone is related to each other in some way."
"Sisters marrying their brothers? Too bizarre...."
"By the way, do you want to eat lunch with me and the others?"
This caught Malik off guard, completely. "Wh-what?"
"Do you want to eat lunch with my friends and myself?" she repeated, shocked at this herself.
::Yeah! Mistress Anzu is asking him!:: cheered the red-haired fairy.
::She's coming out of her shell!:: agreed the long-haired brunette one.
::Hush! Let's hear what happens next!:: chipped in the third. The three little fairies were quietly hidden (again) in Anzu's satchel.
{What am I thinking?} exclaimed Anzu.
"S-sure, I guess..." answered Malik, still shocked by this.
[Heheh.]
{What do you want?}
[Ah nothing...nothing at all...]
{Something tells me I should not have brought you in.}
[Oh well...] Malik noticed the sing-song like manipulative tone in Marik's voice and narrowed his eyes.
"Is something wrong Malik?" asked Anzu, noticing his dark expression.
"Oh, um...it's nothing," replied Malik, sweatdropping.
"Mr. Kaiba, I don't think you shou-"
"Can it," growled Seto dangerously, glaring at the doctor. He was already up and around, dressed in his clothes from yesterday. The only noticeable difference from the day before and now was that his eye that was bleeding before was covered in bandages, wrapped at an angle so that he could see with his other eye. "I have important business to finish."
"I'm advising you to take it easy, just for a day or two," pleaded the doctor.
Instead, Seto brushed passed the doctor, digging through his coat pocket for his cell phone. After dialing in the number, he held the phone to his ear. After four rings, he heard the phone pick up on the other end. Before the person on the other end could speak, Seto said, "Pegasus, we need to talk."
"This is getting too weird..." muttered Otogi. Hands deep inside his pockets, he looked around. A small flock of geese flew by, honking and squawking at him. He just blinked at them, letting this register.
That, and the fact he was still rising into the air.
All around, he felt the air grow colder and thinner, and yet he was still breathing perfectly find and found that the cold did not bother him. {This is so weird...and yet so amazing!} he thought excitedly. Within himself, he could feel the energy burning and spreading throughout his body. {Incredible...just incredible!}
In just minutes, he broke free of the hold of the Earth itself and found himself floating. Floating among the stars in space. With a laugh, he held out his hand. Instantly, a small star flew right to his hand, burning brightly. Over come with excitement, he threw back his head and simply laughed.
"So this is what it feels like to be a god!" he cheered.
"Is something the matter?" questioned Pegasus, calm and peaceful. Beside him sat Cyndia, quiet reading a book of poetry. She glanced at her husband, curious.
Who is it?
"Damn right there is," came Seto's frustrated response. "Now, can you tell me why the hell I'm sharing my body with a Viking god?"
Whatever Pegasus was expecting, it certainly wasn't this. "A Viking god?" he echoed.
"Odin, to be exact," replied Seto. "Now, from what eh told me, you're going through the same thing."
"Well...I'm am not the only avatar here," muttered Pegasus. "But Kaiba? I would not have guessed!"
Kaiba? Who is he? I recall you mentioning him. spoke Cyndia, closing her book and looking at Pegasus.
"An...acquaintance, you could say," answered Pegasus.
"What? Who are you talking to Pegasus?"
"No one," he snapped. "Now, what is it that you want? I'm expecting some guests within two hours."
"Where are you?"
"Golden Isle, of course."
"As I said before, we need to talk, but I would prefer it face to face."
From his side, Pegasus cocked an eyebrow. "Very well then. I will have one of my men send you the exact location of the island."
"Thank you." And with that, Seto hung up. Pegasus blinked at the phone.
"Did he just say 'thank you'?" stated Pegasus, apparently in some shock. Cyndia giggled at his expression and went back to her poetry.
"You're kidding me!" exclaimed Himeyuri softly, staring at Sy who was seated across from her.
"I'm not," replied Sy with a smirk. He held the glass of wine in his hand, swirling it gently. The two were comfortably seated in a high-class restaurant, where they were eating a peaceful dinner. However, Himeyuri had completely forgotten about her angel hair pasta after what Sy had said.
"Kaiba is an avatar too?" she squeaked.
"Odin, to be exact," Sy replied.
Himeyuri's eyes bulged. "That old, one-eyed drunken Viking?"
"The one and only!"
"I can't believe the Hathors didn't say anything about that in the magazine!" Leaning back in her chair, Himeyuri huffed. "Those stupid fates of yours: are you sure they're good?"
"Trust me, no one has ever escaped their fates once the Hathors have told them," was Sy answer as he took another sip of his wine. "And don't worry, I planted one of my servants on them, to keep an eye on them."
"AKI! RAN! GIMME BACK MY NOTES!"
Maya blinked once, then twice as two blurs ran by followed by a third. Turning to the living room entrance, Maya saw Malik poke his head out.
"Dare I ask what happened?" asked Maya.
Malik sweatdropped, saying, "Well, I think the desert you served tonight had maybe too much sugar..."
"That would do the trick," replied Maya simply as the three blurs ran by again. "How far have you and my niece gotten on the project?"
Seating himself at the table, he continued to watch the chase. "Well, we're starting on the essay now."
"When is it do? No blows to the head Anzu!" she added as she noticed Anzu making an aim for Ran's head with her pillow.
"Better that than a frying pan," grumbled Malik.
"What?"
"Nothing. Err, the project is due in two days."
"Oh, this Friday?"
"Yes ma'am."
[Okay, I'm getting ed up with this!]
{Eh, wha?}
[I'm taking over!]
{Ah shit!} Scrambling out his seat, Malik made a mad dash for the back door. Maya stared after him, blinking. Then, she simply sipped her coffee and continued to watch the three blurs.
Malik made for a mad dash to the back and reached the swing set that was put up for Ran and Aki. He could feel his yami struggling inside, trying to take command.
{What the hell Yami!?}
[I have been contained in this item for too damn fucking long! I want out and I want blood!]
Sitting on one of the swings, gripping the chains tightly, Malik fought his darker half.
{I won't let you! You'll just hurt these innocent people!}
[Why the hell should I care?]
{You'll never change, will you!? It was mistake, Isis leaving me here alone with you! I shoulda gone with her to that island!}
[You didn't and now I want to have some fun. And if you don't let me out...]
{I SAID NO!}
[And I don't accept no!]
{I won't let you hurt Anzu or her family! So just fuck off!}
[You dare speak to me like that!?]
{I did and I will! Now just stop it! NOW!}
[LEMME OUT OF THIS PRISON!]
{NO!}
"Malik! There you are!"
{Oh Ra, Anzu!}
[LET ME OUT!]
{NO!} Getting off of the swing, without even looking at Anzu, Malik turn and fled. He ran as fast as he could around the back and to the front. there he continued to run, down the street and past the many houses.
"MALIK!" he heard Anzu shouted, her voice had a frantic tone in it.
"Stay back Anzu!" shouted Malik, feeling himself weaken from his mental battle. Suddenly, he stumbled, falling face first into the pavement. Pain shot through his elbows and hands as the pavement scraped his skin open.
"Malik! Oh god, are you okay?" came Anzu's voice as she caught up to him. Kneeling beside him, she placed a hand on his back. "What happened? Maya said that you ran off an-"
"Get away from me!" growled Malik, pulling himself up and pushing her away. "Get away!"
"What's going on?" she demanded.
"He's trying to take over again!" responded Malik, trying to pull away.
[You damn well better let me out!]
{I said NO!}
"Let me help you," pleaded Anzu, but Malik just pushed her away.
"Just get outta here! He's gone completely insane!"
"I can take care of myself!" argued Anzu, placing her hands on his bare shoulders. "You're the one who needs help!"
SLASH!
Anzu held back a cry, her hand flying to her cheek. In Malik's hand, he held the Millennium Rod, the dagger unsheathed. A single drop of blood dripped from its tip as Malik stared at it in horror.
"Oh Ra, Anzu! I-I didn't mean to-he did it-he-" Horrified by this, he dropped the item and scrambled away from it. But inside, eh could still hear his yami's fury.
[Don't you run away! LET ME OUT!]
Then, to his surprise, Malik watched Anzu do something strange. her eyes seemed to blank out and she reached out carefully. Closing her fingers delicately around the item, she picked it up. Then, she opened her mouth and spoke words he had never heard before, ever.
~Sbe ltil dan equhnc ryou ithdrt oemn~
Then, she blinked and her eyes returned to normal. Looking down at her hands, she noticed the millennium Rod and dropped it with a small squeak. Turning to Malik, she said, "W-what just happened?"
Malik stared. {She doesn't remember?} Suddenly, he grabbed the item and sensed for his yami. To his complete surprise, Marik was calm; almost drunk.
"I-is everything okay Malik?" she asked, softly. "I remember you cutting me and then...then..."
"And then I managed to calm my yami down," blurted Malik, having a feeling that maybe she shouldn't remember. Then, his eyes flickered to the cut on her cheek. It was superficial, but there was still some blood. "I'm really sorry Anzu, I never meant to hurt you. Mark, eh manage to take over my arm and he-"
"It's okay," interrupted Anzu, stopping him. "It's not like I haven't been hit before." She smiled jokingly, but Malik didn't laugh.
"No, it's not okay," he objected, shaking his head. "I should be able to control my yami, like Ryou is able to control Bakura."
"Listen, I understand that it's tough," Anzu said gently. "Yugi told me that he had trouble with controlling Yami at times. He nearly killed Kaiba at Duelist Kingdom."
"Yeah, but-" But then, he just shook his head. "Forget it." Carefully, he pulled himself up, flinching as the scrapes burned and shot pain up his arm. "Let's just get back to your place. I'll get my stuff and then go home."
"But-" However, Malik had already began walking back towards the house. Anzu huffed. "He is way too stubborn."
Anzu hovered in the doorway as she watched Malik start his bike. He put his helmet on, and without even looking at her, he revved the machine and drove off. Her finger tips lightly traced the shallow cut on her cheek. Closing her eyes, taking a deep breath, she sighed and turned away.
"Good luck, Malik," she whispered softly.
After quickly changing, Malik quietly left his room. Walking down the hall and down the stairs, he slipped into the kitchen to get a drink. Finding a cup, he turned on the sink and filled the glass with tap water. Holding it to his lips, he drank the water quickly, enjoying every drop.
Hearing the door to the kitchen open, he turned around. When he did, he began to choke on the water.
"You okay?" Anzu asked, blinking.
Feeling himself blush, Malik quickly turned around and hovered over the sink. "Y-yeah."
{Shit! Why the hell is she here!? And how did she get in?} he cursed.
"Um...Malik?"
"Hm?" He felt a warm hand rest on his shoulder.
"I...I need to tell you something," he heard her speak softly.
"Y-you do?"
"Uh-huh."
Malik's entire body froze when he felt her front press up against his back, her arms encircling his waist, resting her head against his back.
"About today..." she said, her breath tickling his back. "I was worried, when Aunt Maya told me you ran off."
"Uh..."
"And, I know you're wondering why I'm here..." she continued. "I need to tell you something, it's important..." she nearly purred this last part.
"W-what do y-you mean?" And then, daring to, he turned around in her arms and looked down. Her smile was gentle yet mischievous.
"Well...I was thinking that...maybe...you know..." Her finger tips gently traced his chest and he nearly melted under the touch. Then, leaning up so that her chest was pushed up against his, she brought her lips to his ear. "I know you want me, Malik...and I want you..."
"Oh Ra..." Malik barely managed to say.
Then, with a wink, Anzu pulled his face to hers and took his lips with her moist ones. Malik groaned in pleasure, pulling her close. He felt her hands hold onto him, as though for her life as he fought for dominance over her mouth.
"Oh Malik..." she whispered as they pulled apart. "My Malik...Malik..."
"MALIK!"
"Huh? Whu?" Sitting straight up in his bed, Malik frantically looked around. Seated on his bed was Anzu. She was looking at him with a funny look.
"Is everything okay?" she asked.
It took Malik a few seconds to settle down. Then, with a groan, he covered his face with his hands. {It was just a dream...} "Just a dream..."
"What was?"
"Oh, nothing. What are you doing here? I thought you were at home!"
Biting down on her lip, Anzu averted her eyes, as though nervous.
"Is something wrong? Did your father come back?" he asked, beginning to feel worried.
When she met his eyes, she took a deep breath.
Then she leaned forward and kissed him.
Malik's eyes widened to double their normal size. When she pulled away, she smiled sheepishly at him. "I-I'm sorry...I don't know what came over me..." Yet, as she was speaking, her hand was slowly traveling up his cloth-covered leg.
He gulped and dared to look at her. In her eyes, he could see hunger and lust sparkling beneath their innocent appearance. Getting up, she climbed fully onto his bed and crawled up to him, hovering above him. he leaned back into his pillow, heart beating rapidly. Her lips were just barely touching his when she spoke.
"Take me, Malik...take me now..."
"Oro?" he squeaked, for some reasoning saying the famous line from a show he had seen on TV earlier that day.
"I want you Malik, I want you so badly," she practically moaned, pressing her flushed body up against his. And Malik was definitely getting aroused. "Take me...please..."
He brought his hand up around the back of her head and pushed her face forward, gently. Pushing his lips against hers, he held her tight, slipping his tongue into her mouth.
Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep be-SLAM!
Rolling over onto his side, his hand, in reflex, slammed down upon the alarm button, silencing it. Rolling back onto his back, he stare dup at the ceiling, groaning.
{My dreams are definitly getting messed up} he thought, though a feeling of disappointment washed over him. After a moment, grumbling, he sat up and climbed out of bed to use the bathroom.
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::rolls on the floor, laughing her ass off:: Mwah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! That had to be the best idea I've ever had for this fic. ::winks:: You know Malik enjoyed those dreams. Heheh. Anyway, this chapter took me a while to write. But it was worth the wait, ne? ^^ I know I said I would be really getting into info on GIT, but...yeah, as you can see, I didn't. Next chappie is DEFINITLY going to. Oh, and forgot! I noticed that some chapters ago, I had I said that all of the important characters have appeared! Well, I was wrong. there is still ONE more character to appear. ...Should I tell you all right now? Hm...nah...I'll make you all wait. HAHAH! ^^ I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Now, I must go and kill 4Kids for their, yet again, crappy dubbing. ::steals one of her mother's swords and chases after 4Kids dubbers:: ~Mae L. Crawford