Intertwined by Fate – Side Story – MarikxMalik
by duenna
Disclaimer: don't own. don't sue. ^^~
Summery: MxM – shounenai – Ever wonder how Malik met Marik? This story will explain everything! ^^~
WARNING: this side story has the out come of what is to happen to Malik and Marik in my main story, so I'm sorry if anyone is mad at me for what happens ^^;; I did warn you though! So don't read it if you don't want to know what happens!! Heh ^^~~
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Marik POV
I was standing at yet another auction. No one wanted me. I was too small and too thin. I would never been a good worker for anyone. That is what everyone had said when they looked at me. I was never good enough. Yet, here I was, standing on this platform, waiting for someone to buy me. I was a slave.
My parents sold me to the slave trader when I was just a baby. They didn't want me. Was I not good enough for them either? My master, the slave trader, always told me I was useless. I could never do anything right. I was small and clumsy. He always told me I was stupid as well. I gave up hope. No one will ever want me.
I dare too look up at all the people in the market square. I see many children, who are not like me, for they are smiling and having fun. What is fun anyways? I never have time to do anything but the chores I am assigned. Even when I am finished with them, I am too tired to move until I wake up again. And I repeat the day over again.
I watch them sadly. Day after day, I pray someone will come and save me from this hell I am living. But it never happens. I am still here. All alone.
I give the market place one last view and I spot a hooded person walking among the people. Why was he wearing a cloak? It is too hot out for one. I continue to watch him as he goes from shop to shop, never buying anything. He looks like he is looking for something. But what could he find here that isn't in some other place? He turns around I catch sight of his face. I stare in awe. He was beautiful. He had the most amazing lavender eyes I had ever seen. I almost wished he came over here to save me. But that isn't possible; he doesn't need a slave as weak as me.
I lower my gaze back to the ground when my eyes get blurry. Great. I am crying now. Why do I have to be so weak?! I lift my hand to wipe away the tears, but they are bound in chains. I stare dumbfounded at them, how could I forget I was chained? Maybe I really am stupid as they say. I let the tears fall from my eyes.
"I'll take that one." I hear a commanding voice say. I don't bother to look up; I know they aren't talking about me. Who could want me? I am worthless.
"Ah! If you're looking for a slave, perhaps a better one could suit you? That one is worthless and weak." I hear the slave trader say. Eh? They couldn't be talking about me! But none of the other slaves were weak as I am.
I glance up and thru my blurry eyes I see it was that man I saw earlier. He was standing there looking straight at me.
"Did you not hear me? I said I wanted that one." The violet eyed man said and pointed at me. I didn't know what to do. Why did he want me? Did not the slave trader say I was worthless? And he still wanted me? I was confused as the slave trader came up beside me and unhooked my chains from the others.
"Here! I won't take him back if your not satisfied, got it?" the slave trader literately thru me off the platform at the man. My hands and feet were still bounded in separate chains, so all I could do was fall. But I never reached the ground. I looked up and stared at the man. He had caught me before I fell. Why?
"Unchain him." the man said back at the trader, who looked at him shocked.
"Why on earth do you wish that? He will run away!" the slave trader growls.
"Hmmm…" my savoir tilted his head and looked down at me as if he was judging if I really would run away. "No, he won't run away. Unchain him. Now." He said back at the trader in a very commanding voice. I watched in amazement as the trader jumped up and unlocked my chains. I was free now? No. I am still a slave, but a slave without chains. I rubbed my redden wrists where the chains had bruised me.
"Here is your payment." The man throws a bag of coins onto the platform and the trader dives for it. Greedy bastard. I was glad to be ridden of him. But what will my new master do to me? Will he beat me? Make fun of me? I didn't know what to look forward to or rather 'not' look forward too.
"Come along, boy." He called to me and I obediently followed him to where ever his destination was.
We walked thru the market place into the residential area. It was a while before he stopped. He lifted me up to sit on a low brick fence and grabbed my hands. He covered them with his own hands and I felt my hands grow warm. What was happening? I stared with wide eyes at our hands. They were glowing slightly then it disappeared and he let go of my hands. I stared in wonder at my wrists. They were not bruised anymore. It was healed.
I look up at my new master and see that he is smiling down at me. "What is your name, boy?"
"I don't have a name, master." I answer. It was true. The slave trader never gave the slaves names. Why did I need one? I was just a slave. "Slaves don't need names."
"Oh? And who told you that?" came an amused reply.
"The slave trader said we didn't deserve names." I answer quietly.
"Hmmm… Well I want you to have one." I watch him think for a moment. He had rested his chin on his hand, looking at me closely and then he smiles and ruffles my hair. "I will call you Marik."
"Marik?" I ask testing it out.
"Yes. It is an honor to carry that name. For it is a variation of a gods' name." he grins at me now and I wonder who this god is. "The gods name is Malik, if you're wondering. He is a god in the country far west of here. Maybe you will go there one day, eh?"
I shake my head. "Slave's do not travel, master."
"What if I don't want you to be a slave anymore? Will you be my servant instead, Marik?" I feel my heart beat get faster. To not be a slave anymore, it was a dream came true! Sure he isn't teasing me, is it? I stare at him and he smiles at me.
"Yes, master!" I smile for the first time at him.
"Great! Let's go home, Marik." He starts walking and I hop off the fence and run after him, walking along side him.
"What's your name, master?" I ask him and he looks down at me. What? Did I say something wrong?
"You can call me 'master' if you want." He says mysteriously. I sigh. Maybe he will let me know his name later. I can only hope.
We reach his home and I gasp at its size. It was huge! I never have seen such a large house before! I stare in awe at the gardens that surround my new home. All this was his? I wonder if he has any other servants or slaves. Maybe I could finally make friends.
I see my master walk into the house and I follow him quickly. I look around wide eyed at all the luxurious things around the house. Every single cloth in the house was silk. He had gold vases, statues; well almost everything was in gold! I could not believe my eyes. Was my new master really rich? I look up at him and he had an amused look on his face as he watched me.
"Is something wrong, Marik?" he asks me and I shake my head no, not trusting my voice to speak for me.
I hear him chuckle to himself as he wanders into the next room. I follow him, not really knowing if I should or not. How does a servant act? I had no clue. I watch him as he plops down on the rather large bed. He looks tired.
"Can I get you anything, master?" I ask nervously.
He looks over at me. "No, but you may look around the house if you wish. Just don't leave unless you tell me first. Got it?" I nod. "I'm going to take a nap. Wake me up in a couple of hours, Marik." He yawns and closes his eyes. I back out of the room and shut the door.
What do I do now? I never had this much freedom before. I have no clue what to do. I wonder over to a window and look out. I push the window open and lean over the edge to look at the flowers below. I never have seen flowers like these before. Where do they come from? I reach out and grab a couple. I close the window back up and wonder into the kitchen place. I spot what I was looking for and grab a glass. Thank goodness there was an indoor well, since I couldn't go outside. I filled the glass halfway with water and put the flowers in it. I smile and walk back to where my master was sleeping and set it on the table next to his bed. I hope he won't be mad at me for doing this. I walk back out and sit down on the many cushions lying around. 'I wonder why he picked me out of all the slaves there?' That was my last thought as I fell into a dreamless sleep.
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Malik POV
I wake up and notice it had become dark outside. Dammit! Where is Marik? I get up and notice a vase of flowers that wasn't there before. I stare at it and realize that it is flowers I had put outside the window. Did Marik put this here? I smile at the kind gesture and walk into the next room, only to see the boy sleeping on the floor. 'What the hell? Couldn't he at least find a bed?' I shake my head and gather him in my arms. He stirs slightly but falls back into slumber.
I place him upon my bed and cover him up. I watch the boy for a moment. Could he really be the one I have been looking for? I reach down and brush my finger tips along his soft face. He's so small. How could anyone want to mistreat him? I smile at the sleeping boy and walk out of the room, shutting the door.
I had planned to meet up with my sister tonight. I hope the boy will be safe until I return. I exit the house and wait for her on one of the many benches I had. I lean back and gaze at the stars. How beautiful they were. I often find myself looking up at them. Why have I never noticed this beauty before? Why didn't I notice anything before?
A familiar presence materializes next to me on the bench. "Good evening, brother." She says to me.
"Hello sister. It's been a long time." I smile at her. She is as radiant as ever.
"It has been a couple hundred years, plus or minus a few years. You are doing well, I hope?" she smiles a knowing smile at me. Damn her for being a seer.
"You know how I have been. You see everything." I see her nod out of the corner of my eye and I sigh.
"Is he the one I been looking for? The one you told me about?"
"Yes." was all the answer I was going to get. I nod to myself half relieved, half sad. I knew what fate lie for him. I knew what was going to happen. I didn't know if he would accept me or deny me.
"What did you name him?" my sister asks me.
I smirk at her. "Marik."
She smiles in return. "That is a good name for him. He will become strong and he will…" Isis trails off.
"Isis?" I ask concernedly.
"I'm sorry little brother, I have to go back now." She leans over and kisses me on the cheek. I sigh and give her a hug.
"Don't wait to long again to visit your banished brother." I grin at her and she has a sad look in her eyes.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"It's nothing you have to worry about right now, Malik. Please take care of Marik. He will be your strength someday." And she vanishes.
I frown at what my sister just said. 'The boy will be my strength? Heh. How ironic. He is a weak child right now. I suppose he will grow up someday. I look forward to that day.'
I continue to watch the stars in the sky until the sun rises and so does Marik. I hear him wander around the house looking for me. I look behind me and knock on the window, waving to him. He rushes out of the room and out to greet me.
"Good morning, master." He says to me slightly out of breath. I pat the bench.
"Sit." He sits next to me and we watch the sun rise together.
"It's so beautiful." I hear him whisper. I don't think he intended for me to reply, so I don't. I stare at the boy as he watches the sun rise. The sun highlights the boy's golden hair and his dark purple eyes seem to come alive. Yes. I was glad I came now. I have found him. The one meant for the Great War in the future. How can I tell him his fate? Should I even try? No, not now, when he is older perhaps. I ruffle his golden hair and he turns to look at me with his innocent eyes. I almost feel guilty at that moment. I am going to crush this boy's innocence. I just know it. Will he hate me then? Only time will tell.
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Marik POV
Days go by and I find myself doing all the chores around the house. There isn't that much to do, but I am the only servant of my master. I wonder why that is? He is rich enough to have more, but he doesn't want any more. I asked him why once and he replied that he didn't need anyone else but me. I didn't understand what he said. So I kept those words in my head until the day I would understand.
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I have been serving my master for years now. I grow older and taller, but not strong enough yet. I want to protect my master if the time ever comes. I have feelings for him. I know I shouldn't, but I can not help it. My master is very kind to me, but he never shows his emotions. I don't know why he keeps himself shut off from the world. When we go out, it is just to buy food for the week and then we come back.
We spend our days in the house. He is either teaching me something or we are playing games he had. Those were the most wonderful days of my life.
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As I got older now, he teaches me to fight. I don't know why, but I am grateful for it. I have to learn how to fight if I want to protect my master. I am twelve now and almost as tall as my master. He doesn't seem to mind though. I notice that master still looks the same after all these years. He never celebrates is own birthday. I don't know why either. He never talks about himself. Even if he does, it is what I already know, and that is way too little. I want to know more about my master. I want him to confide in me. I want him to need me as I need him. But he never does.
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I am seventeen now and taller then my master. I feel odd standing taller then him, but he is still my master, so I kneel to him most of the time. My feelings for him have grown over the years. I do not think I couldn't bear to live without him anymore. I have grown attached to my master. I stare at him when he isn't looking. I steal glances at him when we are mock fighting. If it is possible, I believe my master has grown even more beautiful then when I first saw him back in the market place. I love him. It is that easy. But I can't tell my master that. He doesn't feel the same towards me.
Days go by and my master approaches me. "Marik." I turn to look at my master.
"Yes, master?"
"I am leaving now, I release you from being a servant." I stare shocked at my master. He was leaving?! Why can't I go with him??
"You are leaving? When will you be back?" I ask him.
"I'm not." He says quietly looking at me.
'What? He is abandoning me?' I stare at him in disbelief at first, and then my anger came.
"You are leaving me here?" I glare at him.
"Yes."
"How can you be so calm?! Did you not buy me long ago?? I belong to you!"
"That is why I am freeing you. You don't belong to me anymore, Marik."
I stand up and walk over to him, my anger fully bloomed. "You can't do that! I won't let you!" I scream at him. I tower over my master, glaring at him. I noticed that he is just staring at me with sad eyes. "I won't let you." I say softly and I reach out to touch his face with my hand. My master doesn't move away. He is soft, just like I thought he would be. I bring my other hand up so they are resting on both his cheeks now. "Master, I love you." I see flashes of shock, guilt, then anger flow thru his eyes. He breaks contact with me and pushes me away.
"How dare you say that to me!" he yells at me.
I don't understand. I look at him confused. What did I do wrong?
"You can not love me, fool!" he hisses out.
"Why not?" I ask back getting angry again.
"You can not love me!" he repeats.
"Tell me why I can't!" I scream.
"You can not love me because I am a god! That is why! Mortals can not be with gods!" he glares at me and I finally understood everything.
"You can not stop me from loving you! I have loved you since I first saw you." I reply softly
"You don't even know me, Marik. Do not say you love me!"
"Then tell me! I want to know!" I shout back but he just stares at me and shakes his head.
"You do not want to know the real me." he says softly.
I walk over to him. "You are you, master. I don't care about your past! I don't care if you're a god! I want you, just you." I bring him into my embrace and kiss him. I could feel him tense up but he doesn't stop me.
We break apart and he looks at me. "I can not send you to the fate that awaits you." I see a small tear form in his eye. What fate? I brush away the tear and hold him close.
"I just want to be with you, master. Please don't leave me." I whisper in his ear.
"I love you, Marik. That is why I don't want you encounter your fate. I don't want to lose you again." I feel my master wrap his arms around my waist.
"What do you mean, master? What fate awaits me?" I am curious now. What does my master know?
"Malik." I hear him say. At first I thought he was saying my name wrong, but then I remembered he named me after the god. I look down at him. "My name is Malik. I named you after myself. Ironic, huh?" I hear him chuckle into my chest and I hold him.
"Master?"
"No more master. I freed you. Call me Malik." He told me. How can I call my master by his name now? I am used to calling him 'master.' Sometimes life is not fair.
I pause. "Malik?" he looks up at me and smiles. "You wont leave me, right?" I ask almost desperately. I see him hesitate then he shakes his head.
"I don't think I could leave you if I tried. You are the one I am destined to be with, Marik. Your fate is intertwined with mine." I stare down at the beautiful god in my arms. Who would think I could be so lucky after all this time? I finally have gotten what I wanted. I lean down and kiss the god passionately.
"You know, by doing this you damn yourself to be with me forever." I hear him whisper to me. I look into his eyes for an answer which he gives to me. "What I mean is, you gain immortality by being my lover." He smiles at me. I stare at him in shock. I never expected that.
"Then I can be with you forever?" I ask and he nods. I feel a grin appear on my lips. "Then I damn myself for eternity if it means I will remain by your side."
"There are things you need to know if you accept this life." He asks almost sadly.
"I accept it, Malik. You will not change my mind!"
"If you're sure…" I give him a look and he smiles timidly. "Alright, I understand. You accept the life of immortality to stay by my side forever. Got it."
"And the things I need to know?" I inquire.
"I know our fate." He looks away covering his eyes.
"What is our fate?" I didn't want to ask, but the way the god was acting, I wanted to know.
He looks back up at me. "Our fate is to die saving the world. I give up my life so the others can live on. You follow me. You keep telling me that we will always be together." I see tears in his eyes and I wipe them away. I don't know what to say. It's not every day a god tells you that you will die saving the world. I just hold Malik close and wait for him to continue while I ponder about our 'fate'.
"My past was messed up. I was born along with my brothers and sisters at the beginning of time. We, together, made the Elves and Humans and an assortment of other human-like creatures. We became their gods, but I didn't. I was a god who was forgotten, because I would spend months, even years, on the earth, exploring it. When I returned home, they didn't even notice I had been gone. I was angry at them. I wanted revenge. So I started a war among their people, a war against the Elves and Humans. It was all my fault. I joined the war and killed so many. I never got over my revenge and did many horrible things after that. Some I can't even remember, but my sister remembers them all. She reminds me of them every so often. The two chosen ones are destined to correct the mistake I had made and I am to sacrifice myself to appease my brothers and sisters. To correct all the wrong doings I had done. It is my fate, our fate." I am stunned at what I hear. Malik, this god in my arms, is the reason for all the suffering? All the pain?
"You probably will never forgive me." I hear him say quietly.
"How do you know that?" he looks up at me with a tear stained face, looking a little hopeful.
"How could you? I don't even forgive myself."
"Malik, my love, I will help you bear your pain, your suffering. Let me help you." I know what I am asking, but he shakes his head.
"I do not want you to hurt like it hurts me."
"I don't want to see you suffering through this alone! Please, love." I whisper to him and he puts his head on my chest. I feel my body grow warm and I hear the god chanting. It's all over in a moment and he looks up at me.
"We are bound together now. You will feel all my pain, and I will feel yours. I sure hope you know what you just did, because I can't reverse it." I pull him closer to me.
"I know now that you will never be alone again and neither will I." I kiss him soundly never letting him go.
And the rest, they say, is history.
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MxM Side Story complete! how did you like it? please dont hurt me because what i am going to do to to Marik and Malik ^^;; it is very heroic if you think about it!! right??? please continue reading my story :)
ja ne!
by duenna
Disclaimer: don't own. don't sue. ^^~
Summery: MxM – shounenai – Ever wonder how Malik met Marik? This story will explain everything! ^^~
WARNING: this side story has the out come of what is to happen to Malik and Marik in my main story, so I'm sorry if anyone is mad at me for what happens ^^;; I did warn you though! So don't read it if you don't want to know what happens!! Heh ^^~~
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Marik POV
I was standing at yet another auction. No one wanted me. I was too small and too thin. I would never been a good worker for anyone. That is what everyone had said when they looked at me. I was never good enough. Yet, here I was, standing on this platform, waiting for someone to buy me. I was a slave.
My parents sold me to the slave trader when I was just a baby. They didn't want me. Was I not good enough for them either? My master, the slave trader, always told me I was useless. I could never do anything right. I was small and clumsy. He always told me I was stupid as well. I gave up hope. No one will ever want me.
I dare too look up at all the people in the market square. I see many children, who are not like me, for they are smiling and having fun. What is fun anyways? I never have time to do anything but the chores I am assigned. Even when I am finished with them, I am too tired to move until I wake up again. And I repeat the day over again.
I watch them sadly. Day after day, I pray someone will come and save me from this hell I am living. But it never happens. I am still here. All alone.
I give the market place one last view and I spot a hooded person walking among the people. Why was he wearing a cloak? It is too hot out for one. I continue to watch him as he goes from shop to shop, never buying anything. He looks like he is looking for something. But what could he find here that isn't in some other place? He turns around I catch sight of his face. I stare in awe. He was beautiful. He had the most amazing lavender eyes I had ever seen. I almost wished he came over here to save me. But that isn't possible; he doesn't need a slave as weak as me.
I lower my gaze back to the ground when my eyes get blurry. Great. I am crying now. Why do I have to be so weak?! I lift my hand to wipe away the tears, but they are bound in chains. I stare dumbfounded at them, how could I forget I was chained? Maybe I really am stupid as they say. I let the tears fall from my eyes.
"I'll take that one." I hear a commanding voice say. I don't bother to look up; I know they aren't talking about me. Who could want me? I am worthless.
"Ah! If you're looking for a slave, perhaps a better one could suit you? That one is worthless and weak." I hear the slave trader say. Eh? They couldn't be talking about me! But none of the other slaves were weak as I am.
I glance up and thru my blurry eyes I see it was that man I saw earlier. He was standing there looking straight at me.
"Did you not hear me? I said I wanted that one." The violet eyed man said and pointed at me. I didn't know what to do. Why did he want me? Did not the slave trader say I was worthless? And he still wanted me? I was confused as the slave trader came up beside me and unhooked my chains from the others.
"Here! I won't take him back if your not satisfied, got it?" the slave trader literately thru me off the platform at the man. My hands and feet were still bounded in separate chains, so all I could do was fall. But I never reached the ground. I looked up and stared at the man. He had caught me before I fell. Why?
"Unchain him." the man said back at the trader, who looked at him shocked.
"Why on earth do you wish that? He will run away!" the slave trader growls.
"Hmmm…" my savoir tilted his head and looked down at me as if he was judging if I really would run away. "No, he won't run away. Unchain him. Now." He said back at the trader in a very commanding voice. I watched in amazement as the trader jumped up and unlocked my chains. I was free now? No. I am still a slave, but a slave without chains. I rubbed my redden wrists where the chains had bruised me.
"Here is your payment." The man throws a bag of coins onto the platform and the trader dives for it. Greedy bastard. I was glad to be ridden of him. But what will my new master do to me? Will he beat me? Make fun of me? I didn't know what to look forward to or rather 'not' look forward too.
"Come along, boy." He called to me and I obediently followed him to where ever his destination was.
We walked thru the market place into the residential area. It was a while before he stopped. He lifted me up to sit on a low brick fence and grabbed my hands. He covered them with his own hands and I felt my hands grow warm. What was happening? I stared with wide eyes at our hands. They were glowing slightly then it disappeared and he let go of my hands. I stared in wonder at my wrists. They were not bruised anymore. It was healed.
I look up at my new master and see that he is smiling down at me. "What is your name, boy?"
"I don't have a name, master." I answer. It was true. The slave trader never gave the slaves names. Why did I need one? I was just a slave. "Slaves don't need names."
"Oh? And who told you that?" came an amused reply.
"The slave trader said we didn't deserve names." I answer quietly.
"Hmmm… Well I want you to have one." I watch him think for a moment. He had rested his chin on his hand, looking at me closely and then he smiles and ruffles my hair. "I will call you Marik."
"Marik?" I ask testing it out.
"Yes. It is an honor to carry that name. For it is a variation of a gods' name." he grins at me now and I wonder who this god is. "The gods name is Malik, if you're wondering. He is a god in the country far west of here. Maybe you will go there one day, eh?"
I shake my head. "Slave's do not travel, master."
"What if I don't want you to be a slave anymore? Will you be my servant instead, Marik?" I feel my heart beat get faster. To not be a slave anymore, it was a dream came true! Sure he isn't teasing me, is it? I stare at him and he smiles at me.
"Yes, master!" I smile for the first time at him.
"Great! Let's go home, Marik." He starts walking and I hop off the fence and run after him, walking along side him.
"What's your name, master?" I ask him and he looks down at me. What? Did I say something wrong?
"You can call me 'master' if you want." He says mysteriously. I sigh. Maybe he will let me know his name later. I can only hope.
We reach his home and I gasp at its size. It was huge! I never have seen such a large house before! I stare in awe at the gardens that surround my new home. All this was his? I wonder if he has any other servants or slaves. Maybe I could finally make friends.
I see my master walk into the house and I follow him quickly. I look around wide eyed at all the luxurious things around the house. Every single cloth in the house was silk. He had gold vases, statues; well almost everything was in gold! I could not believe my eyes. Was my new master really rich? I look up at him and he had an amused look on his face as he watched me.
"Is something wrong, Marik?" he asks me and I shake my head no, not trusting my voice to speak for me.
I hear him chuckle to himself as he wanders into the next room. I follow him, not really knowing if I should or not. How does a servant act? I had no clue. I watch him as he plops down on the rather large bed. He looks tired.
"Can I get you anything, master?" I ask nervously.
He looks over at me. "No, but you may look around the house if you wish. Just don't leave unless you tell me first. Got it?" I nod. "I'm going to take a nap. Wake me up in a couple of hours, Marik." He yawns and closes his eyes. I back out of the room and shut the door.
What do I do now? I never had this much freedom before. I have no clue what to do. I wonder over to a window and look out. I push the window open and lean over the edge to look at the flowers below. I never have seen flowers like these before. Where do they come from? I reach out and grab a couple. I close the window back up and wonder into the kitchen place. I spot what I was looking for and grab a glass. Thank goodness there was an indoor well, since I couldn't go outside. I filled the glass halfway with water and put the flowers in it. I smile and walk back to where my master was sleeping and set it on the table next to his bed. I hope he won't be mad at me for doing this. I walk back out and sit down on the many cushions lying around. 'I wonder why he picked me out of all the slaves there?' That was my last thought as I fell into a dreamless sleep.
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Malik POV
I wake up and notice it had become dark outside. Dammit! Where is Marik? I get up and notice a vase of flowers that wasn't there before. I stare at it and realize that it is flowers I had put outside the window. Did Marik put this here? I smile at the kind gesture and walk into the next room, only to see the boy sleeping on the floor. 'What the hell? Couldn't he at least find a bed?' I shake my head and gather him in my arms. He stirs slightly but falls back into slumber.
I place him upon my bed and cover him up. I watch the boy for a moment. Could he really be the one I have been looking for? I reach down and brush my finger tips along his soft face. He's so small. How could anyone want to mistreat him? I smile at the sleeping boy and walk out of the room, shutting the door.
I had planned to meet up with my sister tonight. I hope the boy will be safe until I return. I exit the house and wait for her on one of the many benches I had. I lean back and gaze at the stars. How beautiful they were. I often find myself looking up at them. Why have I never noticed this beauty before? Why didn't I notice anything before?
A familiar presence materializes next to me on the bench. "Good evening, brother." She says to me.
"Hello sister. It's been a long time." I smile at her. She is as radiant as ever.
"It has been a couple hundred years, plus or minus a few years. You are doing well, I hope?" she smiles a knowing smile at me. Damn her for being a seer.
"You know how I have been. You see everything." I see her nod out of the corner of my eye and I sigh.
"Is he the one I been looking for? The one you told me about?"
"Yes." was all the answer I was going to get. I nod to myself half relieved, half sad. I knew what fate lie for him. I knew what was going to happen. I didn't know if he would accept me or deny me.
"What did you name him?" my sister asks me.
I smirk at her. "Marik."
She smiles in return. "That is a good name for him. He will become strong and he will…" Isis trails off.
"Isis?" I ask concernedly.
"I'm sorry little brother, I have to go back now." She leans over and kisses me on the cheek. I sigh and give her a hug.
"Don't wait to long again to visit your banished brother." I grin at her and she has a sad look in her eyes.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"It's nothing you have to worry about right now, Malik. Please take care of Marik. He will be your strength someday." And she vanishes.
I frown at what my sister just said. 'The boy will be my strength? Heh. How ironic. He is a weak child right now. I suppose he will grow up someday. I look forward to that day.'
I continue to watch the stars in the sky until the sun rises and so does Marik. I hear him wander around the house looking for me. I look behind me and knock on the window, waving to him. He rushes out of the room and out to greet me.
"Good morning, master." He says to me slightly out of breath. I pat the bench.
"Sit." He sits next to me and we watch the sun rise together.
"It's so beautiful." I hear him whisper. I don't think he intended for me to reply, so I don't. I stare at the boy as he watches the sun rise. The sun highlights the boy's golden hair and his dark purple eyes seem to come alive. Yes. I was glad I came now. I have found him. The one meant for the Great War in the future. How can I tell him his fate? Should I even try? No, not now, when he is older perhaps. I ruffle his golden hair and he turns to look at me with his innocent eyes. I almost feel guilty at that moment. I am going to crush this boy's innocence. I just know it. Will he hate me then? Only time will tell.
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Marik POV
Days go by and I find myself doing all the chores around the house. There isn't that much to do, but I am the only servant of my master. I wonder why that is? He is rich enough to have more, but he doesn't want any more. I asked him why once and he replied that he didn't need anyone else but me. I didn't understand what he said. So I kept those words in my head until the day I would understand.
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I have been serving my master for years now. I grow older and taller, but not strong enough yet. I want to protect my master if the time ever comes. I have feelings for him. I know I shouldn't, but I can not help it. My master is very kind to me, but he never shows his emotions. I don't know why he keeps himself shut off from the world. When we go out, it is just to buy food for the week and then we come back.
We spend our days in the house. He is either teaching me something or we are playing games he had. Those were the most wonderful days of my life.
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As I got older now, he teaches me to fight. I don't know why, but I am grateful for it. I have to learn how to fight if I want to protect my master. I am twelve now and almost as tall as my master. He doesn't seem to mind though. I notice that master still looks the same after all these years. He never celebrates is own birthday. I don't know why either. He never talks about himself. Even if he does, it is what I already know, and that is way too little. I want to know more about my master. I want him to confide in me. I want him to need me as I need him. But he never does.
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I am seventeen now and taller then my master. I feel odd standing taller then him, but he is still my master, so I kneel to him most of the time. My feelings for him have grown over the years. I do not think I couldn't bear to live without him anymore. I have grown attached to my master. I stare at him when he isn't looking. I steal glances at him when we are mock fighting. If it is possible, I believe my master has grown even more beautiful then when I first saw him back in the market place. I love him. It is that easy. But I can't tell my master that. He doesn't feel the same towards me.
Days go by and my master approaches me. "Marik." I turn to look at my master.
"Yes, master?"
"I am leaving now, I release you from being a servant." I stare shocked at my master. He was leaving?! Why can't I go with him??
"You are leaving? When will you be back?" I ask him.
"I'm not." He says quietly looking at me.
'What? He is abandoning me?' I stare at him in disbelief at first, and then my anger came.
"You are leaving me here?" I glare at him.
"Yes."
"How can you be so calm?! Did you not buy me long ago?? I belong to you!"
"That is why I am freeing you. You don't belong to me anymore, Marik."
I stand up and walk over to him, my anger fully bloomed. "You can't do that! I won't let you!" I scream at him. I tower over my master, glaring at him. I noticed that he is just staring at me with sad eyes. "I won't let you." I say softly and I reach out to touch his face with my hand. My master doesn't move away. He is soft, just like I thought he would be. I bring my other hand up so they are resting on both his cheeks now. "Master, I love you." I see flashes of shock, guilt, then anger flow thru his eyes. He breaks contact with me and pushes me away.
"How dare you say that to me!" he yells at me.
I don't understand. I look at him confused. What did I do wrong?
"You can not love me, fool!" he hisses out.
"Why not?" I ask back getting angry again.
"You can not love me!" he repeats.
"Tell me why I can't!" I scream.
"You can not love me because I am a god! That is why! Mortals can not be with gods!" he glares at me and I finally understood everything.
"You can not stop me from loving you! I have loved you since I first saw you." I reply softly
"You don't even know me, Marik. Do not say you love me!"
"Then tell me! I want to know!" I shout back but he just stares at me and shakes his head.
"You do not want to know the real me." he says softly.
I walk over to him. "You are you, master. I don't care about your past! I don't care if you're a god! I want you, just you." I bring him into my embrace and kiss him. I could feel him tense up but he doesn't stop me.
We break apart and he looks at me. "I can not send you to the fate that awaits you." I see a small tear form in his eye. What fate? I brush away the tear and hold him close.
"I just want to be with you, master. Please don't leave me." I whisper in his ear.
"I love you, Marik. That is why I don't want you encounter your fate. I don't want to lose you again." I feel my master wrap his arms around my waist.
"What do you mean, master? What fate awaits me?" I am curious now. What does my master know?
"Malik." I hear him say. At first I thought he was saying my name wrong, but then I remembered he named me after the god. I look down at him. "My name is Malik. I named you after myself. Ironic, huh?" I hear him chuckle into my chest and I hold him.
"Master?"
"No more master. I freed you. Call me Malik." He told me. How can I call my master by his name now? I am used to calling him 'master.' Sometimes life is not fair.
I pause. "Malik?" he looks up at me and smiles. "You wont leave me, right?" I ask almost desperately. I see him hesitate then he shakes his head.
"I don't think I could leave you if I tried. You are the one I am destined to be with, Marik. Your fate is intertwined with mine." I stare down at the beautiful god in my arms. Who would think I could be so lucky after all this time? I finally have gotten what I wanted. I lean down and kiss the god passionately.
"You know, by doing this you damn yourself to be with me forever." I hear him whisper to me. I look into his eyes for an answer which he gives to me. "What I mean is, you gain immortality by being my lover." He smiles at me. I stare at him in shock. I never expected that.
"Then I can be with you forever?" I ask and he nods. I feel a grin appear on my lips. "Then I damn myself for eternity if it means I will remain by your side."
"There are things you need to know if you accept this life." He asks almost sadly.
"I accept it, Malik. You will not change my mind!"
"If you're sure…" I give him a look and he smiles timidly. "Alright, I understand. You accept the life of immortality to stay by my side forever. Got it."
"And the things I need to know?" I inquire.
"I know our fate." He looks away covering his eyes.
"What is our fate?" I didn't want to ask, but the way the god was acting, I wanted to know.
He looks back up at me. "Our fate is to die saving the world. I give up my life so the others can live on. You follow me. You keep telling me that we will always be together." I see tears in his eyes and I wipe them away. I don't know what to say. It's not every day a god tells you that you will die saving the world. I just hold Malik close and wait for him to continue while I ponder about our 'fate'.
"My past was messed up. I was born along with my brothers and sisters at the beginning of time. We, together, made the Elves and Humans and an assortment of other human-like creatures. We became their gods, but I didn't. I was a god who was forgotten, because I would spend months, even years, on the earth, exploring it. When I returned home, they didn't even notice I had been gone. I was angry at them. I wanted revenge. So I started a war among their people, a war against the Elves and Humans. It was all my fault. I joined the war and killed so many. I never got over my revenge and did many horrible things after that. Some I can't even remember, but my sister remembers them all. She reminds me of them every so often. The two chosen ones are destined to correct the mistake I had made and I am to sacrifice myself to appease my brothers and sisters. To correct all the wrong doings I had done. It is my fate, our fate." I am stunned at what I hear. Malik, this god in my arms, is the reason for all the suffering? All the pain?
"You probably will never forgive me." I hear him say quietly.
"How do you know that?" he looks up at me with a tear stained face, looking a little hopeful.
"How could you? I don't even forgive myself."
"Malik, my love, I will help you bear your pain, your suffering. Let me help you." I know what I am asking, but he shakes his head.
"I do not want you to hurt like it hurts me."
"I don't want to see you suffering through this alone! Please, love." I whisper to him and he puts his head on my chest. I feel my body grow warm and I hear the god chanting. It's all over in a moment and he looks up at me.
"We are bound together now. You will feel all my pain, and I will feel yours. I sure hope you know what you just did, because I can't reverse it." I pull him closer to me.
"I know now that you will never be alone again and neither will I." I kiss him soundly never letting him go.
And the rest, they say, is history.
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End.
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MxM Side Story complete! how did you like it? please dont hurt me because what i am going to do to to Marik and Malik ^^;; it is very heroic if you think about it!! right??? please continue reading my story :)
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