HI (waves) Slave of Darkness thanks for pointing that out and I wondered how many others picked it up, I would be pissed to be locked up for three days, anyway Ryou forgave Marik quite quickly (hits head on desk) I did have a whole argument between them but when I came to write it I had a mental block, but it also didn't seem to fit into the plot though I might later on repost it with an argument.

Niu TheDarkOne, oh that slave will get it (chuckles evilly) and I was wondering when someone was going to ask about the "Special cargo"but once again the plot bunnies (glares holding a hammer mumbles) evil plot bunnies!… O.o you won't see what it is until near the end, so on with the story.

Warnings: M Yaoi

Disclaimer: don't own Yugioh.

CHAP 19: Regret


Malik frowned as he walked down the hall to the throne room, his boots clicked on the tiled floor and it echoed around him, he stopped as a shadow passed over him and followed it with his eyes, he gasped as it ran right into the wall, he knew of no worldly creatures that could do that. All of a sudden Tabor and Adham came out and stood trapping him in between them, Malik glanced back then in front of him to Tabor.

"Malik I've been meaning to catch up with you," he smirked, Malik sneered at him in disgust, but on the inside he was trembling.

"I don't have time for you, get out of my way," Malik said abruptly and brushed them off as he started to walk again, Tabor put his hand on Malik's chest and pushed him back.

"Not so fast, you're here all alone, Malik, and I'm in the mood to continue what we did back in accent Egypt," Malik narrowed his eyes to hide his fear as the memories flooded back. He was shoved to the wall, he was frozen with fear as Tabor pressed his body to his, Malik hissed at him, he grabbed Malik's chin with bruising force, Malik winced in pain as Tabor leant into kiss him, he was pulled off Malik and pinned to the wall with great force that it cracked the wall all the way from the floor to the ceiling.

"Did I catch you touching Malik?" Bakura slammed his head into the wall, "DID I?" he yelled as the other cried out, Adham ran forward to help his mate, but Malik grabbed his wrist and pinned it behind his back and forced him onto his knees.

"You can't protect him forever," Tabor said as blood ran down his forehead, Bakura slammed his head into the wall again.

"I see you even look at him," Bakura hissed as he leant in close, "You can't protect Adham forever and I'll make sure that your pathetic excuse for an existence will be mate-less and love less," he turned the threat around, "do I make myself clear?" he slammed his head again into the wall to emphasize that he meant it.

"YES!" he cried out as Bakura let him go, he fell to the floor. Bakura turned and walked over to Malik he kicked Adham in the face and sent him backwards.

"If you like living then I suggest that you get a different mate or a new hobby," Bakura sneered as he grabbed Malik's hand and walked away. They turned a few corners when Bakura stopped and pulled Malik into his arms, "are you all right?"

"That bastard," Malik growled with tears in his eyes, Bakura rubbed his back in small circles to help calm him, what Tabor had done to Malik left him waking up screaming for months afterwards.

"Hopefully we'll be gone soon, I'll talk to Yami about getting Ry pushed through and have his records taken," Bakura lifted his chin and growled at the bruise that was there now, he kissed Malik on the lips running his tongue along his bottom lip asking for entrance, as Malik didn't even hesitate and opened his mouth for Bakura, his hands going to Malik's hair as he deepened the kiss the need for air came all to quickly and they separated.

"Lets see Yami," Malik whispered as he leant into Bakura. He took Malik's hand once again and walked to the throne room.

Bakura and Malik walked through the door, "Yami tell your council that Ryou will be seen tomorrow," Bakura ordered him. "I can't do that, he has to wait his turn," Yami frowned as he looked around Yugi was supposed to be there already. "Yami, you'll do it, both of our mates have been threatened already, we are wanting to go home as soon as possible." Bakura snapped narrowing his eyes he knew Marik was stressed out. Yami sighed he knew exactly how he felt, he too worried for Yugi though he couldn't get into trouble as he was the ruler and Yugi being his mate the council wouldn't dare touch him. "Fine I'll see what I can do," Yami said, Bakura nodded his head and left with Malik, Yami got up and walked out of the throne room and walked to his room to see why Yugi was taking so long. He opened the doors and walked in, "Yugi?" the room was empty.

"Yami?" Yugi asked as he walked into the room, Yami sighed in relief.

XXXXXX Malik's P.O.V XXXXXXXXXX

"I'm sure that we'll be gone in a few days," Bakura said sounding so sure of himself like always, he stopped walking and turned to face me.

"I hope so, I really don't like it here… and we still have the cargo to get rid of," I smirked, the more time we spent here the worse it seemed to get.

"I have some one in mind to take it off our hands," he turned from me and started to walk back to his room, "I'll meet you here in five," he waved at me but didn't look back. I turned on my heels and ran down the hall passing a few demons and witches on the way.

I opened the door and nothing seemed out of place, I didn't like the slaves coming in here and cleaning "that's Ryou's shirt," I walked over to the bed and picked it up, the slaves must have though it was mine or Marik's I could smell Ryou's scent on it, I put it to my nose and breathed in deeply, he did always smell good to me like Marik and Bakura, I put it down on the bed again and ran my fingers over it, it wasn't uncommon that Ryou sometimes wore my clothes, though they were a little big for him but he looked good in them all the same.

I sat down in the chair near the door looking at his shirt, I was upset that Marik had locked Ryou away as a punishment and I was forbidden to see him as was Bakura, we had spent the first night in an argument, but it was better than having him whipped like they wanted, "bastards" I growled but my breath caught in my throat as a fear fell over me that I hadn't had since I was human, that feeling of something under your bed, or in your closet in the most darkest parts but you could see nothing, but knew you were being watched from the darkness and if you dare to move from your spot it would take you. I swallowed my fear as my heart hummed in my chest. I bit my lip to stop the whimper and wished for Marik's arms around me and to tell me it's just my imagination and nothing more.

I got to my feet, was it a? I rolled my eyes I'm not five anymore and the boogieman isn't real. I can guarantee that one if anything it would be a demon or vampire looking for a meal, but a cold hand on my shoulder froze me in place as if silently ordering me not to move eyes wide as I started to shake then as if a cold breeze blew by my ear, "nottherightone" then it was gone I fell back into the chair and ran a shaky hand over my face I pulled back my hand it was damp with a cold sweat. I got up and walked into the bathroom I filled the sink with cold water and washed my face and dried it, I looked in the mirror and my face was too pale for my complexion. "What the hell was that?" I turned away and hopped that I didn't encounter that again. Feeling better I walked out of the room.

Bakura should be there now, he was going to take me to the lake and go for a walk as he said before the less time we spend here the better it is, I couldn't help it and smirked, I leant on the wall crossing my arms over my chest and my right ankle over the left and closed my eyes as I waited for him, 'what was that thing?' I sighed as I bowed my head a little, 'what was it looking for, obviously not me.'

I smirked as my thoughts wandered to Ryou who was allowed out now so I would see him tonight when they get back. I was pulled out of my thoughts as two witches walked by me, giggling as they did I rolled my eyes I unfolded my arms and ankles and pushed off the wall.

I started to walk to Bakura's room, as he should have been out already, I opened the door there was no need to knock as he would know it was me. I pushed open the door and stepped in. "Are you ready?" I asked as I found him in the bathroom washing his face.

"Yeah lets go?" he drops the towel on the sink and we left the room.

XXXX Normal P.O.V XXXXX

After chasing Ryou through the palace in a game of cat and mouse, Marik had caught Ryou in the kitchens and they rolled around on the ground in a play fight, but Marik leant up after thinking that Ryou had enough considering that he was turning blue at his tickle torture, he sat back on his knees and looked around as it was starting to get late in the afternoon.

"Come I have some where to take you," Marik stood up and helped Ryou as well. They walked outside and over to the buggies they climbed in and drove off to town, Ryou leant over and kissed Marik on the cheek lovingly.

"Thank you," Ryou whispered as he sat back in his seat, Marik gave him a quick glance then turned his attention to where he was driving he had regreted what he had done to Ryou.

"Don't thank me yet, tenshi" he smirked, as Ryou leant his head on Marik's shoulder, his muscles in his shoulder tensed and flexed every now and then as he controlled the buggy, sometime during the drive Ryou had dozed off to sleep.

"Thanks," Ryou woke up to Marik's deep voice talking to someone, he was picked up and put on his feet gently. "Are you hungry?" he asked as he looked around for a restaurant to eat at.

"Starving," Ryou yawned not even trying to hide it as he stretched.

"I guess our game wore you out," Marik chuckled as he wrapped his arm around Ryou's waist and lead him to the nearest restaurant. Ryou noticed that Marik once again had that hard cold look about him as he ordered a table in the back that was a private booth it was more of an order than a request, Ryou bit his lip as it seemed that if they defied him he would make them pay dearly. The woman lead them to their seat, Ryou looked around in 'awe' as soft music played, glass and sliver wear cluttered and quiet talking of couples enjoying each others company.

The waiter handed Marik the menu, he looked it over and then handed it to Ryou who blushed and bit his lip and lent over a bit and whispered "I can't read Arabic," he handed it back.

"I'll order for us then," the waiter gave him a look, as Marik looked over it once again handing back the menu with his order of what they were going to eat, she left and walked off. She soon came back and they ate in silence not long after that they left.

"Now my love, for the surprise," Marik said excitedly as he grabbed his hand and pulled Ryou down the street towards the theater, Ryou laughed and tried to keep up with him.

But once again Marik's attitude went from warm to cold as they walked up the steps of the theater, Marik held the tickets and they walked to their box, away from everyone, Ryou looked around to see what they would be watching, but there was so many of them all lined up, swan lake, sleeping beauty, Romeo and Juliet, wizard of Oz, and Macbeth all posted up for show.

This was the same place that Bakura had taken him to see Macbeth. They walked down the hall full of people walking around and talking with each other. Marik stopped and opened a door. Ryou stopped as Marik held open the door and bowed "after you," he smirked, Ryou's smile widened and almost broke into a giggle he straightened himself up giving his clothes a tug to make sure he looked okay.

"Why thank you," as Ryou stepped forward, "My good sir," Marik straightened blinking a few times.

"Sir? I'm not that old," Marik growled as he closed the door behind him.

"What, you would be about…" Ryou didn't get to finish as he was pinned to the wall and his hard cold dark lavender eyes narrowed at him.

"Say those words and you'll pay," he mocked being angry, Ryou bit his lip to hold in his laugh.

"5,000 years… old," Marik's eyes widened at the words.

"I'm not that old, I'm younger than Yami and Seto older then Bakura and Malik," he grumbled.

"But you look no older than eighteen and very handsome," Ryou poked him in the stomach. The door opened and a couple walked in and blushed at seeing the two.

"What do you want?" Marik said as he let Ryou down to his feet.

"We're after box nine is this it?" the tall man asked in his black suit.

"No it's not, get out" Marik snapped at them, they had ruined the mood for him, Ryou sighed as he tugged on Marik's arm for him to be more polite.

"This is box three, nine is down the hall," Ryou gave them a smile as Marik rolled his eyes heavenward at his young loves politeness.

"Thanks, at least you have manners," the women huffed as they left. Marik sneered as he sat down in the red over sized chair, Ryou looked at him and sat down next to him.

"What are we seeing?" Ryou leant over to look at the stage.

"You'll see," Marik sat back looking quite comfortable Ryou frowned as he turned his head and looked at Marik.

"But I thought that you didn't like theater?"

"I don't normally, it's a Bakura thing but I like this one," as they sat there alone Marik's face seemed to soften again, he reached over and took Ryou's hand and just held it in his.

"Why are you so cold towards people?" Ryou laced his fingers with Marik's ringed ones.

"I don't like humans much," Marik said simply as he looked over the large room.

"But Marik… I-I am human," Ryou said a little hurt by his words.

"I know that you are love," Marik brought Ryou's hand to his cheek and nuzzled it lovingly. "And the only one that I'll ever love," Marik closed his eyes as he kissed Ryou's fingers. "The show will start soon." He still held on to Ryou's hand. As the curtain pulled up and the lights dimmed the hall fell silent. Ryou beamed as the play had started it was phantom of the opera, Ryou lent forward to get a better look his hand still entwined with Marik's.


TBC

I'm off people two chaps in two days for WOW! No anyway R&R.