Title: Lullaby
By: Misery Johnson
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Here comes chapter three where all of your questions will be
answered. Sorry for the late update but kind of got stuck in the
middle and wanted to deliver a long chapter... I am completely
sure that this is a Malik/Anzu fic. Sorry but no Bakura/Anzu in
here, just some friendship and jealousy... I am terribly sorry for
switching from Malik to Marik. I am so used to writing Marik that
I messed up. I hope you all understand.
Chapter Three: A New Beginning
She stared in awe at her surroundings. 'This room is perfect' she
thought. Memories of her old life began to fade as her new future
was handed to her on a silver plater, yet she couldn't help but
wonder why. She was bought to be a slave and her new master
seemed out of place. He had no demon traits whatsoever. She
wondered what kind of powers he had. And his "friend" Bakura,
what of him? He didn't seem too friendly to start off. His deathly
pale skin and changing eyes didn't offer much comfort. He could
be a vampire since his fangs had been showed when he had first
spoken but he had rays of sun shining on his skin. What was he?
Only time would tell and speaking of time, how long had she been
standing there? As if on cue, a knock cam to the door. It opened
and there standing with a smirk plastered on his face was Bakura.
Anzu became a nervous wreck. He was still standing as if amused
with her. "Malik wants you to join us for dinner" he said in a
monotone voice. 'This guy really need to lighten up' she thought.
'I heard that' came a smug reply, snapping Anzu into total wreck
mode. So he could read minds, interesting.
He led her down the spiral staircase, and ushered her into a large
dining room. There sitting in all his glory was her new master. He
was apparently arguing with a cook. "She's human, so make
human food" he hissed as the cook sprang towards what she
pressumed to be the kitchen. He noticed her entry and smiled so
warmly that she felt as though she could melt. 'Pathetic' she heard
in her mind and knew it to be Bakura's. "Anzu, I pressume that
you liked your new room?" he asked somewhat hopefully. "Yes,
very much so. I was wondering if you could answer something for
me" she replied in a quiet voice. "Of course, princess. Please sit so
we can converse better" Bakura pulled her chair out for her, and
she found herself wondering why he was being so charming.
'Manners' she heard mentally. "Well?" "I wanted to know why I'm
not being treated as a slave should be treated" "Do you wish to be
treated as such?" "Well No" "Then it's settled" said Malik with a
smirk that rivaled Bakura's. "Now I would like to know a few
things about you" "Alright, like what?" "Everything"
"My full name is Anzu Mazaki. My mother died in labor, later on
my father decided to marry Ms. Valentine" she said that name with
hate and loathe that both Bakura and Malik wondered if she had
demon blood in her. " He died when I turned ten and my
stepmother tried me for slavery. When she failed she decided to
keep me around as her slave and until today I had never seen a
demon" Malik nodded as dinner was served, therefor ending their
conversation. Anzu stared digusted at Bakura's plate. It contained
at least five bloody raw steaks. She looked curiously at Malik's and
saw that his contained nothing but vegetables. Now hers was a mix
of both and she imediately felt her stomach churn at the sight of
the meat. "Do you not like your meal?" came Bakura's voice. "I am
not much for raw meat" He simply shrugged and stole her meat
from the plate. Malik watched them intently, not liking their
closenessness. "Can I ask you something?" came Anzu's question
for Bakura. "Shoot" he said in between his nasty chews. "What are
you?" he looked at her for a moment before realizing that she
was serious. "Half-Vampire," came his reply as he continued
eating. "And you, master?" she asked Malik this time. He raised
his eyebrow to the master comment but pushed it aside. " I am
Half-human unfortunately" catching his mistake he look at her
hurt eyes. 'Great going, baka' came Bakura's sadistic voice. 'Shut
up' hissed Malik back. "To be honest, I know not what I am.
Only that I have human traits and simply that I am strong and
resiliant to almost every kind of magic"
"I am an orphane as you say" he said and Anzu could feel
her heart go out to him. She knew how it felt to be unloved but at
least he didn't suffer as a slave with a evil stepmother.
The rest of the meal was quite, except for Bakura's slurping. Anzu
however had gotten over it rather quickly. She stole glances at her
master who seemed deep in thought and Bakura who seemed as
though imaginging his steak to be a poor defenseless creature. 'This
is it,' she thought' ' my new life'
Misery: So like it? Tell me but remember no flames. I hope it was
longer and better than the previous ones. I have two finals left, one
tomorrow and one on wedenesday, babysitting on thursday and a
wedding on Sunday. My best friend id getting married so i'll be
kind of busy. After that however I am completely free from scholl,
and everything else. So expect updates then. Lollipops for all who
review. And remember to please check out I-Love-Bakura1489's
stories. As you can clearly see, I don't know much about demons
so I made things up. Bakura is only half-vampire meaning that
he is immune to the sun and only needs a few quantities of blood.
Malik is an orphane but that'll be cleared up in the future, as well
as his heritage and powers.Anzu has some spunk but you'll see
why later on. Anzu and Bakura will become friends and only that,
this however will insure some jealousy on Malik's part, but we all
love conflict don't we? 'Til next time...Oh before I forget, if there
are any grammar mistakes blame my urgency to get this out and
not fully revising it...