Ack! There's only one chappie after this one! (faints) This isn't bloody possible. (voice in head: it wouldn't be if you weren't updating already...) Grr...Shut up. (smiles at readers) Anyhoo, let's get this started, neh? There were 29 reviews so I figured we'd get the show on the road. I wanna get to Son of Apophis. The conclusion of this story will be put up some time this weekend! Woot!
Von Fowst is doing well. He's now learned how to jump out of his cage. -.-; my clever little boy...meh
So most of you liked the april fool's joke...even many who have been begging for Ryou's return. I believe it proved my point of how unoriginal that would've been though. I mean, where's the suspense in that? yeesh. Anyhoo, only one of you has even come close to guessing what's going to happen. (I'm not even sure they realized it) I'm so proud of them! I'll reveal who that is at the end of the chappie! Onward!
Mackerel: A new reviewer! (tackles) HI!...ahem...anyway, thanks for the compliments. I'm glad you enjoyed the lovely joke. Waddaya mean "update faster"? I update twice a frikin' week! Meh...so unnappreciated...Anway, review again, honey!
moonlit-leaf: (cackles) That's right. Don't put anything past me. I'm so devious. Hehe. (readers: O.o...) Hehe.
KeraJeir: Hehe. Well I thought the joke was amusing. (snickers) Anyway, I'm glad you enjoyed Kura's chance to taunt Malik. It's been long overdue. Lesson one: never go for a drive with Kaiba.
sarcasm480: Yes yes, we're all concerned for Marik. Won't find out what happens to our dear hikari until NEXT chappie though. hehe. Oh come on, I couldn't give you all the answers yet! That's too...easy. heheh. Also, you won't find out if Kura is permanently blind or not until...NEXT CHAPPIE! ehehehehee!
Twilight's Shadow: (is dizzy) Geez...I've been shooken...er...shaken...whatever. meh. I'm sooooo glad you've really gotten into the story. I haven't read a good story in a long time and all the ones I'm waiting on haven't been updated in a the LEAST six months. feh. So I've vowed never to do that to my readers. (heck, I don't even make you guys wait more than a week!) sheesh. Yes he's blind. You won't find out if it's permanent or not until...da da DA: next chappie. Mwahahahaha!
Kit-Cat Caitlin: I'm glad you liked the joke. I enjoyed it Immensely. I haven't had a chance to look at the pic yet. I'll do it after I post this lovely chappie for you peoples! Toodles!
xKokurox: (blink) "Unoriginal mocker"?...(blink) Hell no! I'm am soooo the queen of mockery! (sticks out tongue) I taunt you, you silly koko person...I'll vrrooom through the monitor and slap you upside the face with my foot!...better yet: with YOUR foot! Ha! Hah!...(Kokurox: -.o) hehee. So ya, I actually wrote that joke for the other chappie in about two minutes before I posted it. (clever me) (hugs self) Oooh yessss precioussss...
Wish-full Thinker: Thanks for the concerns with Fowstie. He's doing...extraordinarily well. He's head-over-heels for his medicine. yeesh. I think he's going to be very sad once he doesn't need it anymore. Ah, hell awaits me. >
StormySkys: -.-; hahahaha. (that was sarcasm, in case you didn't notice) (smiles) No, it was amusing. Certainly woke me up when I saw: "God this story's gone downhill. I mean, two chapters ago it was awsome but these last couple have just been crap." I was all like O.O...hehe. Twas funny. (laughs) No, Malik won't get to finish the poem on his toy. Sorry honey. (Kura: Thank Ra!) Malik: > feh
wolfjessica5: Thanks for all the compliments. Like the blood? (smirk) Well that's good. Otherwise you wouldn't do well with dis chappie here. Torture time! Woot!
Moonwolf2000: Such language! Tsk tsk. You want Ryou's body? (chucks it) Here. Take it. I've got my blinded beat up kura! (kura: O.o...ow. ow...) hehe. Erm...Gwen Sefani? Never have listened to any of her music, to be honest. Hehe.
Satra: (laughs) That was an awesome! Wicked AWESOME review, honey.I was laughing my head off...started doing so again while reading it over for this reply. (snickers.) Damn hilarious, honey.
Freedom of Darkness: Wondered when I'd do the poem with the story title? I try to do that for each of my story's that are more than a one-shot. (shrugs) So yeah. I'm glad you liked it. I don't think it's the best of it's kind, but it'll do. (nods)
xxxJennxxx: (whew) I'm glad you came back. I felt so bad about that!...but enough of that...You wanna know if there will be a sequel? (sighs) No, honey. No sequel. I end it where I want it to end. Perhaps I'll do a one-shot of the aftermath sometime...(shrugs) Don't worry! I've got Son of Apophis ready to rumble! Woot! Well this thing about only being on the net will work to your advantage seeing as how the final chappie's being posted this weekend! (huggles)
red phoniex: (blushes) yeah. Sorry about forgetting you...again. You should just get an account so you can get an alert thingie. It'd make your life, and mine easier...though I'd probably forget anyway. (sighs helplessly)
DreamingChild: (laughs hysterically) That was a Damn awesome review, honey. The description...the word usage...the very IDEA...brilliant. (kowtows)
Skittles the Sugar Fairy: (sigh) Yes yes I make mistakes. I'm human...well...part human...(grins mischievously) hehe. (laughs) Malik gets his inspiration from moi? eeehehee! So true. So true. This fic actually is one of my less grotesque. Wait'll Son of Apophis comes out! Woot!...and Beyond Tomorrow, Before Today (which is already first chappie out) Those have true gore. (cackles insanely) This is nothing. Malik torture? (blink) Fat chance. hehehe!
Silver Mirror: (laughs) You were really mad at me at first, weren't you? (smirk) I would be too! Of course...I do lie on occasion. (voice in head: Waddaya mean "on occasion"!) (smacks voice) hehe.
Roku: Jelly of eyes is poisonous...interesting...(plots start evlolving for other fics) (voice in head to Roku: NOW look what you've done! Like she needs any encouragement!) Oh hush you. (eyes widen) CANDY!
Clingy: You were on a sex-drive, weren't you? (shakes head) Shame shame. Silly thing (Fluffs hair fondly) Awww I wuv you! (tackles)
Joey-lover: Yeah, I didn't have a single april fool's joke pulled on me. There IS something out there! Woot!...ahem...Yami to the...rescue? (smirk) If you say so, honey...
Under Finger and Thumb: (backs away) Okay, as if nude oil wrestling weren't bad enough...(shudders at images) Now look what you've done! It's gonna take forever to get those images outta my head! meh!
Cruel but Unusual: (laughs) "innocent" bakura smirk? Rrrright.
Spryte: Yes Yami's FINALLY there...not that it'll help much...(smirks evilly) Torture time!
Tabby: Yes Ryou coming back would've been far too corny. (Mmm! Corn!) ahem, anyway, yes Malik hit Kura's eyes. Our poor tomb robber's blind. Hehe. You like the fight scenes? Good. here they come!
dragonlady222: (laughs) You can't believe you feel sorry for kura? not a kura fan, honey? (pats on head) You're so cute! (tackleglomps) Hope Yami and Kaiba can save the day? Hmmm...
TheGodFish: "I just got done with my SAT's... 5 hours of HELL. And my wisdom teeth are coming in... and I almost DIED in an accident. But you updated the story, so its all good now!" Honey what the hell!...I took SAT's...they suck. Already had my wisdom teeth taken out. That sucks. But what's this about dying?(puts protective bubble around) There! Now you're safe!
Bluegrass Elf: Glad the joke wasn't real? Good. Very good. (hands ice cream) Hmm...(stares at unconcious Malik) I need him for the story, honey...(sigh)
blackalbino: (laughs) I luff you too! You're so incredibly eager! (glomps) Like the blood and funfunfun? Good cause there's more to comecomecome. Hehe. That rhymed! (Ryou: She's lost it now...-.-;) hehehheeeee!
WARNING: There is torture, blood, and so on in this chapter...oh and gruesome death. hehe! (how could I forget that one?)
Death Penalty
Draw out the time it takes to weep,
Guilty has sown and now must reap,
Joining the lost in bitter sleep.
Chapter 31: Evil's Vengeance
(Yami's POV)
I stand there on top of the remains of the door panting heavily. Kaiba's at my side, the Millennium rod held tightly in his grasp. My heart skips a beat at the scene before us. Malik's standing in the center of the room clutching a knife to Bakura's throat. The thief's head is being held back at a painful angle, face laced with agony. Bile rises in my throat when I spot the trails of blood flowing like tears from his eyes. Oh Ra.
"Ah Pharaoh, you've finally arrived. I must tell you, my little toy didn't think you'd be coming. Proved him wrong, eh?" Malik grins wickedly, hair falling down over his face, completely covering the right side.
"Let go of him NOW, Malik," I growl threateningly, the puzzle flashing around my neck in silent warning.
The blonde ignores this, turning to Kaiba. "And look who else has come along: Priest Seth! How wonderful!"
Kaiba growls. "I'm not here for a lecture on the past, nor am I interested in playing games with you."
Malik's face darkens. "What? Not even a hello? My my, can you believe these people?" he asks Bakura who winces as the blonde tightens his grip on him.
"I'm not going to tell you again…" I hiss, starting forward.
"Indeed," Malik chuckles.
"What do you want?" I demand angrily, noting that he hasn't lightened his grip on Bakura in the slightest.
Malik grins, blood covering his pointed teeth. "Revenge."
Kaiba's at my side now, the rod glowing as well. I glance over at him out of the corner of my eye. He nods just barely. We both shoot two rays of Shadow magic at the blonde, careful to avoid hitting Bakura. The light from the attack is blinding, a great flash blinding us momentarily. That should at least make the psycho immobile for a few moments, at least long enough for us to get Bakura away from him. When my vision focuses again my eyes widen in shock. Malik's standing as he was before, seeming untouched by the blast. Kaiba curses from beside me.
"It seems you have underestimated me yet again," Malik laughs manically, pulling the knife away from Bakura's neck and tossing it carelessly on the ground next to them.
"How'd you do that?" Kaiba snaps angered at the fact that the attack seems to have had no effect on the bastard.
Malik smirks. "It's like I just said: you underestimate my power."
I frown. "The ring is no match for the puzzle much less the puzzle and the rod."
The blonde chuckles. "Indeed."
"Enough of your games!" Kaiba yells angrily, starting forward.
"The…eye…" Bakura rasps only to be thrown violently against the wall by Malik.
"That's enough, plaything!" Malik growls.
I watch helplessly as the thief winces, struggling to sit up. Blood's still gliding from his eyes, and it's now obvious he's blind. Whether it's permanent or not, I cannot tell.
"It's not possible," Kaiba whispers hoarsely, frozen only a foot or two from Malik.
I force myself to look away from Bakura, turning back to the other two. I feel my heart fall down into the pits of my stomach when I spot the golden object protruding slightly from the right side of Malik's face. The Millennium eye.
"Where…how…?" I stutter.
"That doesn't matter now," Malik grins, blasting a beam of energy directly at Kaiba.
The CEO lets out a yell as he is thrown back against the opposite wall right next to the door, light rays of Shadow magic engulfing him. He growls, struggling in an attempt to break free.
"Why you…!" he starts to rant.
"This doesn't concern you, priest. I'll gladly finish you off after I've defeated the pharaoh," Malik smirks, turning to me. "The Millennium eye is one of the most powerful of all the Millennium items. Unlike the rod—whose mind controlling powers cannot affect the holder of anther item—the eye allows me to read the mind of whomsoever I chose, Millennium item or no. The ring of course boosts its energy, more than doubling my power."
I feel my mouth go dry as I hear this, my heartbeat pounding in my ears. This can't be real! How the devil did he…?
"I told you, that doesn't matter now," Malik sneers.
I let out a scream as a burning light surrounds me, tearing at my flesh. I fight back with the powers of the puzzle, thrashing about on the floor as I attempt to break free from the magical clutches. I can hear Malik's insane laughter in the corner of my mind.
'That's right, Pharaoh. Suffer. Scream your little heart out. Nothing can…'
I suddenly find myself free of the spell, glancing over to find Kaiba smirking at me from his bindings, the Millennium rod in his grasp glowing brightly.
"Good thing I came along, idiot."
Malik snarls, Kaiba and my combined effort having broken the curse he'd tried to place on me. I quickly use the puzzle to release the CEO from Malik's spell, turning only to freeze in dread. Malik's grabbed Bakura around the throat, the Millennium eye glowing brightly. The thief is struggling helplessly in his iron grasp, panic visible in his bloodied eyes.
"Tell me, Pharaoh. Do you know how easy it is to drive one insane with the magic of a Millennium item?" the blonde whispers, a look of sick delight playing across his face.
"Let go of him!" Kaiba yells thoroughly enraged.
"I don't believe I shall."
"Malik, name your price. Just let Bakura go," I hiss, ready to do something incredibly stupid if necessary. I can't lose Bakura again. I won't.
The psycho chuckles darkly, throwing back his head and laughing manically. I feel a shudder run down my spine, the look of pure insanity lining Malik's face. His violet eyes are wide, the skin on his face stretching to the point where it's creasing grotesquely. Kaiba bristles beside me, unsure of what to do.
"You don't seem to understand, pharaoh," Malik finally whispers, a wicked grin spreading as he speaks. "I've been watching you from the shadows since my return from the Realm. I know your inner passions…and what drives them. You stole my life from me, trapping me in an item for what you thought would be all of eternity; an existence full of disillusionment and solitary confinement. You destroyed my name and my subsistence. That I will make you regret. How? By having you watch one of the people you hold most dear to your heart ripped to shreds before your very eyes." Bakura let's out a choked sound, fingernails clawing at Malik's hand that's firmly gripping his neck.
"That's enough!" I scream, blasting Shadow magic directly at the bastard. Kaiba follows my lead, gritting his teeth as he attempts to control the power he's using. I feel guilty at having him do this; him having only owned the rod for such a short time and having almost no experience in its use before…
'And you should,' Malik's voice hisses in my mind.
I jolt as there's a scream from beside me, turning to see Kaiba convulsing on the floor, the Millennium rod lying beside him. I make a dive for the item but am not fast enough, Malik's tanned hand sweeping it up and lashing at me with its razor edges. I tumble off to the side in an attempt to dodge the attack, landing on the floor beside the CEO who's panting heavily, blood trailing from his mouth.
"Kaiba…!"
He turns to me, eyes weak but flaming.
"Finish…him…" he coughs, before shuddering in an attempt to recover from the attack, having never experienced such an assault before.
I look up to see Malik standing before me, stroking the Millennium rod. Ra, now he has three items! Damn it…
"Oh, so you can count. How delightful. Stand up, pharaoh. Let's have ourselves a Shadow battle," the blonde smirks, all three items glowing brightly as if in premonition of my defeat.
I struggle to my feet, brow lined with perspiration. Oh gods, what am I going to do?
"Funny, I was thinking the same thing," Malik laughs.
I brace myself as three bright beams of magic bolt out of his items, thrashing against me. I growl, focusing all my energies on defense for the moment. There's nothing else I can do really. I grit my teeth, the blaze of the magic closing in around me. My entire body is trembling as I attempt to fight it. Gods…
(Bakura's POV)
I cough harshly, blood coming up with the air as I attempt to breathe. Malik just threw me down suddenly, racing in the direction I heard Yami and Kaiba's voices. My mind's swimming as it seeps in and out of consciousness. In the midst of it all I can hear Malik laughing, taunting Yami while he attacks with three items. Yes three. I can sense the rod as well very close. Its forces are being combined with those of the ring and eye so I think it's safe to say the rod's no longer in Kaiba's possession.
I moan as I struggle to sit up, collapsing once again to the floor. Okay, bad idea. Let's try crawling instead. I prop myself up on my elbows with the intent to start inching along, freezing when there's a piercing scream. Yami.
"Ah couldn't hold me off any longer, eh?" Malik chuckles. I can faintly hear Yami panting in the background.
I tense when there are footsteps approaching me and am not prepared when Malik yanks me up, clutching me tightly against him. I struggle wildly, unable to escape, one of his arms wrapped around my torso and the other clasping my head to his chest. My face is pushed against the ring; its ridges pressing hard into my cheek.
"Just for precautions," Malik whispers in my ear biting down on it hard.
"Let…him…go," Yami hisses from somewhere to the left.
"I'm afraid it's not that simple," Malik laughs, vibrating against me. "To be honest, I don't really understand why you're so adamant on reclaiming him."
"You talk as if he's some type of object that can be carelessly thrown from one person to the next," Yami growls, his voice drawing nearer.
"He's been your enemy for millennia. What's changed now?" Malik asks tightening his grip on me.
There's a moment of silence. I strain my ears, heart pounding frantically in my chest. What has changed? Why is he trying to save me? Or does he just want the pleasure of killing me off himself? If so, he's sure going through quite a bit of trouble for it.
"I love him."
My heart stops. What did he just say? It can't be…not after the way he tried to skin me alive earlier…! My heart sinks as Malik chuckles, nails digging into my waist. I cringe at the feeling, images of the torture he inflicted upon me swarming through my head.
"That's just what I wanted to hear."
Yami suddenly screams and then there's the sound of him crashing to the floor. I can feel the magical energies in the air as he fights the three-part attack Malik's directing at him. My breath catches in my throat. Yami can't win against that. The puzzle's strong but it can't fight off the simultaneous attacks of three other items! Where the hell is Kaiba?
"That's right, Pharaoh! Feel the pain coarse through your veins! Who's superior now?" Malik yells over the anguished screams.
I clench my jaw, wishing it would just end. I know it won't be quick though. Malik's been dreaming of this day for thousands of years. He's going to make Yami's suffering be as drawn out as possible. I wince as the heat radiates off the ring onto my face. Gods, why's he have to hold me so close to it? The thing's freakin' burning me! I widen my blind eyes at the sudden epiphany. That's it!
(Kaiba's POV)
I growl angrily as I steady myself against a chair, my legs shaking violently, threatening to give at any time. Damn that bastard. Damn him!
My eyes widen when I spot Yami on the floor before Malik who's clutching Bakura tightly against him. Yami's shrieking bloody murder, the puzzle unable to fight off three other items. Shit. I turn and focus on Malik who's noticed me now, his lips curling back unnaturally to reveal sharp canines. I clench my jaw, unsure of what to do. If I try anything he'll just concurrently attack me as well, rendering the attempt pointless. There must be some way…
"But there isn't, is there?" I hear Malik call amusedly to me over Yami's screams of agony.
I glare, fisting my hands. All right. Time to do something completely senseless and rash. I take a breath, racing at the blonde with all my remaining strength. Might as well go down fighting. I grit my teeth as the powers ensnare my body, falling to the floor as electrifying currents coarse through me. Clenching my jaw, I refuse to give the bastard the pleasure of hearing me scream again. Pain's erupting all over, my senses clouding, vision swimming. I can only faintly hear Yami now somewhere in the corner of my mind. This is it. I've failed. Failed myself. Failed Mokuba. Failed Ryou…
"Seto, I need you to promise me something…"
My hands tear powerlessly at the carpet, blood flowing from my eyes, ears, mouth…
"If anything happens to me I need to know Bakura will be all right," Ryou says softly, staring out the window at the scarlet sunset spilling across the sky.
"Why are you even suggesting something will happen?" I ask narrowing my eyes, knowing he's holding back.
My fingernails rip through the cheap material, scrapping across the wood floor underneath.
"Just promise me. Promise you'll take care of him…make sure that he's happy."
My vision's darkening, ears deafened. This is how it ends, is it? I never thought this would be the way I'd go.
"I promise."
I widen my eyes, shaking my head even as the scalding pain wracks through me.
No.
I let out a yell of rage, twisting and clawing as I fight against the pain, the supernatural barriers that are closing in around me, burning away at my life. I'm not ready yet. My chest is clenching, heart convulsing abnormally. It feels like I'm drowning, blood flooding into my lungs. I can't breathe now, choking helplessly. No! I don't want to die yet! I will not die!...
(Yami's POV)
I shut my eyes tight, continuing to struggle futilely against Malik's onslaught. My mind's getting hazy, body numbing. It won't be long now. I can't believe it. I'm dying. Bakura and the rest of them will be left in the world…with Malik. I hiss at that thought, boosting my powers to their uttermost limit. I will not allow such a thing!
I open my eyes in shock when Malik lets out a shout, the attack's power lightening immensely. I moan, turning only to see the shock of my life. Holy Ra!
(Bakura's POV)
I focus on the ring, its powers, and my connection with the item. It's not like the link was severed. I was released from the ring, not disengaged from it. No one ever won it from me, nor did I give it away. It was taken by force. It's still mine! Gritting my teeth, I wince at the unbelievable heat radiating from it as I tap into its powers, feeling Malik jerk when he senses this all too late.
I feel the blood streaming from my eyes down my face as we fight violently for control of the item. He's still trying to hold Yami down with the eye and rod, dividing his attention, I can feel it. I reach up, curling my fingers around the item that's scalding hot from the struggle for its power, melting away the skin of my hand to the bone. Malik growls in fury, fraught with keeping Yami under his power and sustaining the ring.
"Let…go!" he hisses in rage, tightening his grip on my waist to the point where I feel my ribs cracking.
"..Nnn…no!" I rasp, my eyes glowing with magic energies as I fight for the item—my item.
He lets out a scream of rage as the ring burns into his chest, melting his shirt and skin together. I cringe at the feeling of the rope of the ring bursts into flames, eating away at my fingers that are already molded to the item. Malik's arm around me suddenly loosens and I use my remaining strength to lash out, falling to the floor, torrid ring clutched in my smoldering hands. There are suddenly two arms around my waist, yanking me away from where Malik's howling in fury. I start to struggle wildly, pain overtaking my mind.
"It's all right. I've got you now," Yami's hoarse voice whispers in my ear causing me to still.
I close my eyes wearily, breathing a shaky sigh of relief and leaning my head against his chest, both of our hearts pounding frantically. There's nothing more I can do. My energy's spent. It's up to Yami now.
(Yami's POV)
I hold Bakura tightly against me, relieved to finally have gotten him away from Malik. His face is worn, blood trails drying on it. I grit my teeth as I touch the ring that his hands are melted to, retching at the stench of burning flesh. I quickly tap into its powers, cooling the metal in order to grip it, the puzzle also glowing brightly. Beyond us Malik is standing hunched over, natural eye glowing with wrath. The rod and eye are both illuminated to the extreme.
"You…you…!" he huffs, the front of his torso completely scalded by the ring.
I manage a smirk. "Let's finish this, Malik."
He lets out a chilling laugh sending shivers down my spine. I have the upper hand now. I have two items as does he; but the puzzle is the strongest, and now the powers are spaced out between the two of us more evenly.
"Or so you think. Need I remind you, pharaoh, of the torment you've just been through? You're greatly weakened, while I am as well only slightly," Malik sneers, lifting the rod out in front of himself. "Time to die, your majesty!"
I'm forced to rip the ring from Bakura's grasp who lets out a shriek of agony as the melted skin comes off with it. I stand over him protectively, shooting blasts of magic from the two items as Malik attacks with his own powers. I grit my teeth as his assault presses closer towards me, fighting with all my remaining strength.
"It's not enough! It won't ever be enough! Admit your defeat, Pharaoh!" Malik screams, a sadistic grin spread over his face, blood seeping between his teeth and down his chin.
"Never!" I cry angrily, body trembling as his attack comes closer. I can't hold him off!
"You cannot destroy me! I am the true power! You're nothing! NOTHING!" Malik screeches, increasing his forces tenfold.
I look down at the form on the ground before me. Bakura's staring up blindly at me, eyes wide and waiting.
"I'm…sorry…" I croak, Malik's blaring attack now less than a foot from us. I can't hold him off any longer. It's over.
"That's right! I am the true power! You're…!" Malik doesn't finish his sentence, his entire face ripping to shreds in a bloody mess of bone and muscle. He lets out a shriek of pain as his chest tears apart; blood, fluids, and chunks of flesh spewing about the room. I stare in shock before I notice the continuous tapping sound, turning to see none other than five burly men in the tattered doorway, guns raised and firing.
"Mr. Kaiba!" one shouts, racing forward to the collapsed form on the floor near them. The others cease fire, rushing over to the fallen CEO as well. I can't do anything except collapse to my knees, reaching down and running a hand through Bakura's hair. He lets out a whimper but is only on the brink of consciousness, pain and blood loss overcoming him at last. I sigh heavily, holding him close. It's finely over.
(Gerald's POV)
"Mr. Kaiba? Mr. Kaiba!" I say frantically, gently shaking his still form.
His face is covered in blood, seeping out of his mouth, eyes, and ears. I check for a pulse. It's faint. Turning to my comrades, I motion for them to bring the other boys over. They do so, two assisting Yami in walking while another cradles Bakura carefully against his chest.
"How…when…?" Yami begins, but we all turn when Mr. Kaiba stirs, groaning in pain.
"Mr. Kaiba? Sir?" I ask quietly wiping some of the blood from his face, pulling back when his blue eyes open.
"Gerald, what the hell are you doing here?" he mumbles crossly. "I told you to stay in Domino."
I beam, sighing in relief. "Begging your pardon, sir, but since when have I ever done what you've told me to do?"
He chuckles, wincing at the pain this movement brings. "If I could, I'd kick your ass right now."
I smile. "Point taken, sir."
Go gerald! Go Gerald! Woot woot!
And the chapter goes to: StormySkys who asked: "What happened to that Gerald guy? I thought he was important...ah well, I suppose we'll see soon enough" Very good, honey! Very good! (glomps) So yes, this chappie's yours. Woot! Woot!
So did you like ickle Malik's ending? eeeheheehe! I found it very pleasurable to write.
Malik: -.-;
Bakura: hehehee!
Malik: Shut up, thief. You're blind and unconcious.
Bakura: Yes but you're dead. Eheheee!
Yami: Come here, you! (tackles tomb robber as they make out)
Malik: -.o
Kaiba: What do I get out of this? Damn, I should have just stayed home.
Ryou: You kept your promise to ME!
Kaiba: (grumbles)
Ferris: hehe! Review!
Malik: stupid gerald freak...