Title: Lullaby

By: Misery Johnson

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh

Reviewers: I am so glad that you like it.

Thanks to:

Sailor Tiamat, Fox-spirit A.K.A Y.V., Chi Yagami, Vladimir Lenon,

sweetyfanfic,Librastargirl16 and I-Naraku.

Chapter Two: If Only She Knew

Anzu watched in horror as they approached the mansion. It was huge and gray and very

creepy. She did not want to live there, of that she was certain. They entered the

courtyard, Malik's hold on her hand never loosing up. The entrance was adorned by

Willow trees that looked as though they wanted to grab you and would at any given

moment. Birds looked down at her as if she was dinner and she was beginning to get

very freaked out. No matter how cute her new master was this was not do-able. 'Wait, I

did not just think that he was cute' she said scolding herself for thinking that. He was a

demon while she was human, no way it could work and besides that she was a slave and

masters only used slaves they married from their own social status. 'I shouldn't think this.

Just get a grip Anzu'.

She was so caught up with her surroundings that she hadn't noticed Marik move behind

her. "Don't worry princess, I won't let him get you," he whispered seductively in her ear.

That alone sent shivers down her spine. 'Don't let him get to you' she repeated over and

over again. 'Wait who was he?' she thought but was interrupted when he wrapped his

arms around her and nuzzled her neck. 'Affectionate' she thought.

The door to the mansion opened by a man with white hair and very pale skin. At this

Malik growled deep in his throat as if sending a message to this man. " A new whore?"

asked that man and immediately made her blood boil. She wasn't a whore she was pure

and would definitely stay that way. "No, she's my new friend so stay away from her

Bakura" So Bakura was his name. Was he a demon as well? "Since when do you have

friends and tell me what to do?" growled Bakura, his eyes turning from dark brown to

crimson. Yes, definitely a demon. "Since this is my house and she is my property"

answered Malik. "Fare enough" answered Bakura as he stepped inside leaving them

alone on the porch. "After you, princess" he said emphasizing the last part. "A bit of

caution, stay away from him. You are mine and mine alone. I do not like to share and I

will not let him touch you," he said making everything as clear as possible. She nodded

and let him take her hand. She was led inside and saw that not much differed from the

outside. It was dark and gloomy, but something else that she couldn't describe. The walls

were void and had cobwebs all over them. It looked as though it hadn't been cleaned in

ages. She gulped; maybe she had to clean it all.

Malik led her up a long staircase. He paused a few times to indicate where the bathroom

was and his of course. He stopped in front of a small door, upon opening Anzu say a

magnificent interior. It's walls were light pink with fluffy blue clouds painted everywhere.

It looked as though it had been designed for a princess. 'Wait, princess?' she thought.

"This is your room," said Malik. She was in awe at everything that the room contained.

But who wouldn't when comparing this one to her old place in the basement. "I'll leave

you to get acquainted". And with that she was alone wondering what her duties were and

most of all why Malik was treating like a loved one instead of a slave.

Misery: So like it? Tell me but remember no flames. I know that it was short but

remember that I have three stories to juggle plus finals, a boyfriend, weekend

tournaments and idiotic teachers. I hope you like the way it's going and understand how

stressed I am.