Chapter 2: My Nightmare is My Fiance or Wedlock isn't the Same as True Love
Malik and Anzu sat in her living room quietly. Isis and Rishid went back to Egypt with Yami to help him with the Pharaoh(ing) duties. Malik was told to try (notice the clue: try) to get along with his fiancee, as if he going to kill her...really.
Anzu was paniky, her hands would not stop shaking. Malik wondered if he was that intimidating. A smile crossed his lips. He reached out to stroke Anzu's hair (not that kind of hair people!) and said softly, "Dear Anzu, do I scare you so much?" Anzu inched farther back into her chair. She opened her mouth but she couldn't speak. The Egyptian put his other hand on her shoulder.
"You are aware of what will become of us in a few mothes time?" he cooed, almost manically. The brunette's eyes widened in shock. There would be moments like this every day for her and what would happen...at night?
'I'm doing this for Yugi, I'm doing this for Yugi, I'm doing this for Yugi.' she chanted in her head.
"Please, don't give me the silent treatment." Malik's cheek brushed hers. Anzu's breathing came out in pants, quick chokes for air. She raised a shaky hand and pushed him away.
"Stop treating me l-l-like your pet."
Malik's icy lavender eyes glared at her.
"Don't think I'm going to put up with you for long. Soon we will have our own house and then you will wish I sent you to the shadow realm." He stood up and walked out of the door, closing it with a slam. Anzu could still feel the warmth from Malik's hands. "Please help me, Kami-sama."
Meanwhile...
"I can't believe this happening to Anzu." Honda said.
"How can Yami be okay with this? He didn't even object to the matter!" Jonouchi was pissed.
"We have to do something." Honda murmured.
"Which is...?"
"Come back to me on that...within a week."
Jonouchi fell over. "You know, I knew your sudden genius wouldn't last."
At Malik's hotel a few days later...
"Maybe I was too harsh to Anzu." Pause. "Nah." Malik snickered evilly. Someone knocked on his door. He looked into the eyehole. 'Anzu? The fool came back?' Malik opened the door.
"Anzu...is something wrong?" he asked with true sincerity. It had been raining and the sixteen-year old was drenched. Her eyes were puffy- she had been crying.
"Please Malik don't hurt me." She said between sobs. "I can't concentrate on anything now except that one day you're going to torture me until death."
"What?" He led her into his room. Malik put a blanket around her. "Why would I do that?"
"But you...you said..." The Egyptian hugged her.
"Sweet Anzu, I didn't mean that."
"Are you... sure?"
"Of course." He grinned maniacally as she rested her head on his tanned shoulder. 'I'm not torturing you...I'm toying with you.'
Thunder boomed outside. "Anzu maybe you should stay here for the night." Anzu looked at him with small distrust.
"You can have the other room." He smiled at her warmly.
"Okay." said softly. Anzu sneezed.
"Here," he handed her a blue cotton robe.
"Thank you," Anzu's voice bearly audiable.
Malik kissed her on the cheek. "You're welcome."
Next Morning
Anzu woke as the sunlight seeped into the room. Quietly, she got out of the bed, left her room and opened Malik's door. He was still sleeping. His platinium blonde hair fell acroshis tanned face. Anzu held in a gasp.
'He's so beautiful.' she thought.
She stepped closer and noticed the tatoos under his eyes. She wondered if he was always indignant with everybody before he had those marks. Anzu couldn't help it. She had to trace the burn marks. The girl blushed when Malik stirred. She fled the room and into the hall.
'What am I doing? This guy is a madman.' Anzu thought of what would happen once they were wed. 'Should I be afraid or happy? I'm being married to a hot guy. Ack! Shut up, brain!'
"You okay?" Malik looked at her with question.
"Yeah I'm fine." she said, noticing the cold look in his eyes. 'But I like you better in your sleep.' Anzu wondered what she was going to do. Marrige was impossible to escape from now. 'Maybe if I talk to Isis to figure this maniac out.' Anzu decided.
"Are you planning on just standing there?" Malik was in the kitchen, cooking omelettes.
"Coming!" Anzu followed him. 'I better understand him soon. I don't even know when the wedding is."
END OF CHAP. 2
Jina-chan: I'm so sorry for those who waited forever on chappie two. I've been really busy with damned school and you know how it goes. I'm glad people have discovered this story. I'll try not to take so long with the next chappie!