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and here's the story...
Meet Malik
Minai looked at Bakura and then at the remains of David.
"Did I do that?" She asked looking a little frightened and shaking a little.
"Yes you did and I am proud of you." Bakura answered with a smile.
"Proud of me? How can you be proud of me when I have done a horrible deed?" She asked confused.
"Because you did it for the right reasons. You did it because he hurt you. Did you not?" He asked with a smirk. She nodded and sighed.
"Then why does it feel like I've done a terrible wrong?" She asked in a quiet tone. He held her close still grinning widely.
"You only did what you had to… don't worry I will never cast you aside." Bakura said with a smile. "Now come I have a friend I'd like you to meet." He said as he took her hand and led her out of the room.
After a short walk down some lightly lit, gray corridors she saw a wooden door. There they stopped.
"What I am about to show you may make you a little sick… heh..." Bakura said as he opened the door to show a young Egyptian boy with light blond hair and violet eyes. The room he was in had all sorts of torture devices in the walls and the walls were covered in blood. The floor had spikes everywhere and there were spikes on the ceiling that dripped acid. She saw his fear as his perfect eyes settled on Bakura. The young Egyptian started shaking. Minai noticed that he had cuts and bruises everywhere. There were also broken bones that stuck out, breaking the skin. You could see raw muscle on some parts of him and he had barely anything to wear. He looked as thou he hadn't eaten in weeks.
"W-w-what do you want Bakura?" The boy asked shakily. Bakura bent down and smirked at him.
"This is Malik. I've had him here for some time now. He's here because he betrayed me some time ago." Bakura said to Minai, still smirking at Malik. Minai went over and hugged Malik. Bakura's eyes widened and he pulled her off.
"Hey!" She whined. Malik had enjoyed the hug for it was the only kind gesture he had received in a long time.
"You mustn't waist your kindness on this fool." Bakura said trying to keep from lashing out at Malik. If Malik continued to bring out the kindness in her the plan would never work. Malik just shook with fear as Bakura raised his hand to strike him.
"NO!" Minai cried out and gently took hold of Bakura's hand. "Please don't," She said gently looking at him with gentle light blue eyes. He looked at her and was not able to strike Malik. 'Damn it.' He thought. ' She's making me soft'. Malik looked at her and smiled. 'She's so beautiful and kind. She's the first one who's been kind to me in a long wile.' Malik thought to himself. Minai smiled gently and stroked Malik's matted hair. Bakura only growled and grew very impatient.
"Common let's go. We have better things to do than to sit here. Come Minai. We have to go." He growled. Minai looked at him sadly and then kissed Malik's cheek and smiled
"See you soon I hope." She said with a smile. Once again Bakura growled. He didn't like the fact that Malik was getting all her attention. He smirked, that would change once the plan was complete. Bakura looked over at Minai as they walked once more along the gray, lightly light corridors after having closed Malik in his prison again. He saw Minai was crying.
"Don't tell me you feel sorry for him." Bakura growled. Minai looked at him sadly.
"I don't think he deserves to be treated that badly." She whispered.
"Minai… He nearly killed me. This is just payback. I intend to keep him until I feel his debt is repaid." Bakura lied. He intended to kill Malik once he had his fun with him.
"I see." Is all that Minai said as she walked on straight faced. Bakura sighed. This wasn't going to be easy. He had to think on how he would turn her from her kind ways.
He led her to her room. It had dark red curtains. On the curtains was a battle scene stitched in with golden thread. The battle scene depicted a very bloody scene and it looked like the dark red of the curtain was the blood of the ones in battle. ON the floor was a dark red carpet. There was a bed that looked like the mouth of a dragon. The tongue was the mattress. There was a vanity and a closet both dark red. The color made her feel uneasy but out of politeness she thanked him for the room.
"There are cloths in the closet that you can change into. I'll pick you up for dinner." Bakura said and closed the door. She sat on the bed. It was very comfortable and it would be nice if not for the fact that it looked like you would be eaten any second. After a few minutes of getting used to the room she walked over to the closet and looked at the cloths. There were long dresses, short dresses, mini skirts, and all sorts of seductive clothing. She shook her head and took one of the less revealing dresses wondering what Malik would think of it. The dress was dark red and had a low neckline; it went down to her ankles and it was sleeveless. Soon after putting on the dress a knock came at her door.