Intertwined by Fate
by duenna
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh or anything to do with it. *sigh*
Summery: AU ~ BxR ~ A runaway prince out in search for his birth mother runs into a gang of thieves. Bakura, the king of thieves, finds Ryou, the prince. What will happen now? ^^~
this is a BakuraxRyou fic ^^ I just love those two!! =^.^=~~
"speech"
'thoughts'
//memory//
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Ryou POV
I stare wide eyed at Malik. He is a god? Thinking back it made some sense. If what the guide said about the gods watching over us since the beginning of time, why wouldn't they be watching us now?
"A god, huh?" I hear Bakura say softly.
"If you don't believe me, you can try to kill me." Malik says seriously. "I can not die."
I look at Bakura to see if he really would do it. He was just staring at Malik, debating if he really wanted to or not. I glanced over at Marik to see if he would try to stop them, but he wasn't moving either. Actually Marik looked upset about something. I was about to say something to him when Bakura threw his knife at Malik which hit him straight in the heart. I jumped up to help Malik, but I saw he was grinning maliciously at the knife in his heart.
"See? I can not die." He says as he pulls out the knife.
Marik gets up from the couch not looking at anyone. "I'm going back to bed." He tells us as he reaches the stairs. What was that all about?
I see Malik watch his lover walk away. He looked sad. "What happened?" I ask Malik who jumps at the sound of my voice. "Marik is upset about something." I persist.
"Er. Yeah. Sorry. I made a mistake. I forgot he doesn't like it when I ask people to try to kill me or even talk about killing me." Malik says softly and sighs. He leans against the window and looks out it. "It probably reminds him when we first met. Or was it after we met?" he trails off.
"Then why do you do it?" I ask annoyed and he glances over at me and shrugs.
"Why do you do things you do? I'm immortal. I can feel pain, but I can't die. You don't know what it is like." Malik says softly. "I have been alive since the world has been born. I was alone for so long. I did things I am not proud of, but I still did them." Malik turns away from my gaze and closes his eyes. "I have told Marik everything I had done and I don't think he forgives me for it yet."
"What did you do?" I ask curiously and the golden haired god looks at me and shakes his head.
"You don't want to know. I did terrible things." Came the answer, but it wasn't the one I wanted. I sighed and sat back down on the couch. I can't make him tell me, so I'll just have to wait until he wants to tell me. That is what friends are for, right? I guess. I never really had friends before. This is all new to me. I especially never had a friend who is a god.
Malik turns back to us and smiles slightly. "I try to forget about the past, but it always ends up haunting me." he shakes his head as if clearing his mind. "Now, let's get down to business. How much has your guide told you?"
"Nothing." Bakura and I say together and we grin at each other.
"Hmmm… well I guess he didn't tell you the prophecy then, did he?" I shake my head at the question. 'What kind of prophecy is it?' I wonder.
"Okay. We'll start there then." Malik clears his throat.
'Ten to be gathered
Ten sealed to their fate
Ten destined to be heroes
A thief king and a prince
Half eleven and white
A god and a lost love
Immortal and golden
A priest and a pet
Divine and proud
An heir and a wizard
Righteous and pure
And a guide to lead them
One less and they are doomed
One more and they are safe
Add a seer who will help along the way.'
I lean back against the couch as I ponder what I just heard. The thief king is Bakura and I'm the prince. The god has to be Malik and Marik is the lost love? Probably. The guide is easy to figure out, and the seer might as well be Isis, right? But the priest and a pet? A pet? How will an animal help us?! An heir and a wizard?? I had no clue to those.
I glance over at Bakura, he has been quiet for a while now, as had Malik. They both seem to be deep in their own thoughts. I was uneasy in this silence. They probably wouldn't mind if I left, right?
I stood up and walked to the stairs looking back at them. Neither of them noticed. I sigh to myself. Some part of me wanted Bakura to notice, but he didn't. Oh well. I made my way upstairs. Out of the four rooms, three of them had open doors. So I went to the closed door and knocked. I heart Marik grumble something but I didn't quiet understand so I knock again, a little louder this time. The door swings open after a moment and an angry Marik glares at me, but it disappears when he realizes it is me.
"Oh. It's just you." Marik says disappointed.
"Sorry. Were you expecting someone else?" I ask him raising an eye brow at him.
"Not really… Come in, I guess." He moves out of the way and I step into the room. There isn't anything in the room but a very comfy looking bed and a night stand by the window.
"What did you want anyways?" Marik asks me as he shuts the door again.
"Just seeing if you were alright. You seemed pretty upset about the stunt Malik did."
Marik leans back on the bed and sighs. "He always forgets that I feel everything he does. Can a god lose his memory?"
"Er… I don't think so." I say unsure.
"Sometimes I think he doesn't care anymore." Marik says quietly. "Like after the village burned down, I wanted to go look for you, but he said no. He told me we couldn't. they had to follow what he was told. I don't understand the gods! Why can't they help their own people?" Marik was getting angry now, I could tell. "He knew the village was going to be burnt down! He knew! And did nothing about it!" I look down at the floor trying to think of what to say, but nothing came to my mind. "Sometimes I think he has no heart anymore." He spits out fiercely.
I go and sit next to him. "Tell me about him, I don't know anything."
Marik snorts. "He is an arrogant bastard of a god." But then I see his eyes grow gentle. "But he can be so gentle and caring. I don't know who the real Malik is." I hear the remorse his Marik's voice and I touch his arm trying to comfort him. He smiles sadly at me in thanks.
"I remember when I first saw him. I didn't know then, but now that I think about it, he really looked like a god. I was six at the time and I thought he was the most beautiful person I ever saw. I even dared to think I wanted him to save me from my life. I was sold into slavery when I was just a baby. My parents didn't want me. No one would buy me. I was weak and useless. Until that day, Malik showed up. He bought me and saved me. I knew I loved him when I was just a child. I grew up and my love grew stronger. He taught me many things over the years and I am very thankful for that. He didn't tell me his name until I was seventeen and he told me I was free from being a slave. He was going to leave me there and never return. But I argued with him and he told me the fate I was destined to face." Marik looks at my startled face and smiles.
"I know what is going to happen and what must happen, but I can not tell you. You must figure it out for yourself. The only reason I know is because I am bound to Malik. My fate is his fate and I do not regret it even for an instant. I love the bastard with all my heart." I see a single tear form in Marik's eye and I smile. So he isn't mad, just lonely. I start to say something but the door opens and Malik comes in.
"I'm so sorry, Marik." Malik says to his lover as he rushes over to him and wraps his arms around Marik and buries his head in his chest. I move off the bed over to Bakura, who had shown up behind Malik. He smiled at me and I smiled back. Things were looking up again.
"I didn't realize how much I had hurt you." Malik said softly and Marik was getting over his shock and wrapped his own arms around the god.
"You were listening?" Marik says lightly and Malik nodded not even trying to be shameful about eavesdropping. "Heh. I should have known you would. You never leave me alone for a moment."
Malik looks up at his lover sadly. "If you want me too I will."
"No! I didn't mean it like that!" Marik replies quickly to the god who is sitting on the floor now.
"I'm so sorry, Marik. Please forgive me." Malik says to Marik as he gets up and kisses his lover. "Please help me to remember."
I took that as our cue to leave. I grab Bakura's hand and shut the door behind us.
"Why are we leaving? It was just getting good!" I hear Bakura say to me as we walk down the stairs. I poked him in the arm.
"Let's just leave them alone for a couple hours, okay?" I tell my lover and he nods in agreement. We sit down on the couch and relax. I hear the two lovers upstairs.
"Maybe we should relax outside." I say as I get up, hoping Bakura didn't notice my red face.
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chapter 19! yay! the next chapter is not an official chapter, just a side story about how Malik met Marik! i love it :) so all your MxM fans out there! the next chapter is for you!! ^^~~
ja ne~
by duenna
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh or anything to do with it. *sigh*
Summery: AU ~ BxR ~ A runaway prince out in search for his birth mother runs into a gang of thieves. Bakura, the king of thieves, finds Ryou, the prince. What will happen now? ^^~
this is a BakuraxRyou fic ^^ I just love those two!! =^.^=~~
"speech"
'thoughts'
//memory//
~+~+~+~+~
Ryou POV
I stare wide eyed at Malik. He is a god? Thinking back it made some sense. If what the guide said about the gods watching over us since the beginning of time, why wouldn't they be watching us now?
"A god, huh?" I hear Bakura say softly.
"If you don't believe me, you can try to kill me." Malik says seriously. "I can not die."
I look at Bakura to see if he really would do it. He was just staring at Malik, debating if he really wanted to or not. I glanced over at Marik to see if he would try to stop them, but he wasn't moving either. Actually Marik looked upset about something. I was about to say something to him when Bakura threw his knife at Malik which hit him straight in the heart. I jumped up to help Malik, but I saw he was grinning maliciously at the knife in his heart.
"See? I can not die." He says as he pulls out the knife.
Marik gets up from the couch not looking at anyone. "I'm going back to bed." He tells us as he reaches the stairs. What was that all about?
I see Malik watch his lover walk away. He looked sad. "What happened?" I ask Malik who jumps at the sound of my voice. "Marik is upset about something." I persist.
"Er. Yeah. Sorry. I made a mistake. I forgot he doesn't like it when I ask people to try to kill me or even talk about killing me." Malik says softly and sighs. He leans against the window and looks out it. "It probably reminds him when we first met. Or was it after we met?" he trails off.
"Then why do you do it?" I ask annoyed and he glances over at me and shrugs.
"Why do you do things you do? I'm immortal. I can feel pain, but I can't die. You don't know what it is like." Malik says softly. "I have been alive since the world has been born. I was alone for so long. I did things I am not proud of, but I still did them." Malik turns away from my gaze and closes his eyes. "I have told Marik everything I had done and I don't think he forgives me for it yet."
"What did you do?" I ask curiously and the golden haired god looks at me and shakes his head.
"You don't want to know. I did terrible things." Came the answer, but it wasn't the one I wanted. I sighed and sat back down on the couch. I can't make him tell me, so I'll just have to wait until he wants to tell me. That is what friends are for, right? I guess. I never really had friends before. This is all new to me. I especially never had a friend who is a god.
Malik turns back to us and smiles slightly. "I try to forget about the past, but it always ends up haunting me." he shakes his head as if clearing his mind. "Now, let's get down to business. How much has your guide told you?"
"Nothing." Bakura and I say together and we grin at each other.
"Hmmm… well I guess he didn't tell you the prophecy then, did he?" I shake my head at the question. 'What kind of prophecy is it?' I wonder.
"Okay. We'll start there then." Malik clears his throat.
'Ten to be gathered
Ten sealed to their fate
Ten destined to be heroes
A thief king and a prince
Half eleven and white
A god and a lost love
Immortal and golden
A priest and a pet
Divine and proud
An heir and a wizard
Righteous and pure
And a guide to lead them
One less and they are doomed
One more and they are safe
Add a seer who will help along the way.'
I lean back against the couch as I ponder what I just heard. The thief king is Bakura and I'm the prince. The god has to be Malik and Marik is the lost love? Probably. The guide is easy to figure out, and the seer might as well be Isis, right? But the priest and a pet? A pet? How will an animal help us?! An heir and a wizard?? I had no clue to those.
I glance over at Bakura, he has been quiet for a while now, as had Malik. They both seem to be deep in their own thoughts. I was uneasy in this silence. They probably wouldn't mind if I left, right?
I stood up and walked to the stairs looking back at them. Neither of them noticed. I sigh to myself. Some part of me wanted Bakura to notice, but he didn't. Oh well. I made my way upstairs. Out of the four rooms, three of them had open doors. So I went to the closed door and knocked. I heart Marik grumble something but I didn't quiet understand so I knock again, a little louder this time. The door swings open after a moment and an angry Marik glares at me, but it disappears when he realizes it is me.
"Oh. It's just you." Marik says disappointed.
"Sorry. Were you expecting someone else?" I ask him raising an eye brow at him.
"Not really… Come in, I guess." He moves out of the way and I step into the room. There isn't anything in the room but a very comfy looking bed and a night stand by the window.
"What did you want anyways?" Marik asks me as he shuts the door again.
"Just seeing if you were alright. You seemed pretty upset about the stunt Malik did."
Marik leans back on the bed and sighs. "He always forgets that I feel everything he does. Can a god lose his memory?"
"Er… I don't think so." I say unsure.
"Sometimes I think he doesn't care anymore." Marik says quietly. "Like after the village burned down, I wanted to go look for you, but he said no. He told me we couldn't. they had to follow what he was told. I don't understand the gods! Why can't they help their own people?" Marik was getting angry now, I could tell. "He knew the village was going to be burnt down! He knew! And did nothing about it!" I look down at the floor trying to think of what to say, but nothing came to my mind. "Sometimes I think he has no heart anymore." He spits out fiercely.
I go and sit next to him. "Tell me about him, I don't know anything."
Marik snorts. "He is an arrogant bastard of a god." But then I see his eyes grow gentle. "But he can be so gentle and caring. I don't know who the real Malik is." I hear the remorse his Marik's voice and I touch his arm trying to comfort him. He smiles sadly at me in thanks.
"I remember when I first saw him. I didn't know then, but now that I think about it, he really looked like a god. I was six at the time and I thought he was the most beautiful person I ever saw. I even dared to think I wanted him to save me from my life. I was sold into slavery when I was just a baby. My parents didn't want me. No one would buy me. I was weak and useless. Until that day, Malik showed up. He bought me and saved me. I knew I loved him when I was just a child. I grew up and my love grew stronger. He taught me many things over the years and I am very thankful for that. He didn't tell me his name until I was seventeen and he told me I was free from being a slave. He was going to leave me there and never return. But I argued with him and he told me the fate I was destined to face." Marik looks at my startled face and smiles.
"I know what is going to happen and what must happen, but I can not tell you. You must figure it out for yourself. The only reason I know is because I am bound to Malik. My fate is his fate and I do not regret it even for an instant. I love the bastard with all my heart." I see a single tear form in Marik's eye and I smile. So he isn't mad, just lonely. I start to say something but the door opens and Malik comes in.
"I'm so sorry, Marik." Malik says to his lover as he rushes over to him and wraps his arms around Marik and buries his head in his chest. I move off the bed over to Bakura, who had shown up behind Malik. He smiled at me and I smiled back. Things were looking up again.
"I didn't realize how much I had hurt you." Malik said softly and Marik was getting over his shock and wrapped his own arms around the god.
"You were listening?" Marik says lightly and Malik nodded not even trying to be shameful about eavesdropping. "Heh. I should have known you would. You never leave me alone for a moment."
Malik looks up at his lover sadly. "If you want me too I will."
"No! I didn't mean it like that!" Marik replies quickly to the god who is sitting on the floor now.
"I'm so sorry, Marik. Please forgive me." Malik says to Marik as he gets up and kisses his lover. "Please help me to remember."
I took that as our cue to leave. I grab Bakura's hand and shut the door behind us.
"Why are we leaving? It was just getting good!" I hear Bakura say to me as we walk down the stairs. I poked him in the arm.
"Let's just leave them alone for a couple hours, okay?" I tell my lover and he nods in agreement. We sit down on the couch and relax. I hear the two lovers upstairs.
"Maybe we should relax outside." I say as I get up, hoping Bakura didn't notice my red face.
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chapter 19! yay! the next chapter is not an official chapter, just a side story about how Malik met Marik! i love it :) so all your MxM fans out there! the next chapter is for you!! ^^~~
ja ne~