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Chapter 6
Malik awoke with a groan of pain. Not remembering Taka had him now, he sat up abruptly. He gasped in pain and held his chest.
"Stupid," Taka sat on her bed, "You wouldn't be able to fight off that fat man in your condition."
Malik laughed softly. Kioko walked in.
"Good to see you awake Malik," Kioko smiled, "here have some breakfast," she handed Malik a tray.
Malik took it with his strong arm and sat it on his bed. He opened the top and gasped. Never had he eaten a meal like this. Not a day of his life consisted of this. On the platter sat some eggs, some ham, and some fruit that was cut in a design or something.
"Do you not like it?" asked Kioko, looking a bit hurt.
"Of course I do... I just never had a meal like this in my whole life," he picked up the fork and began eating.
Taka laughed. Kioko smiled. Malik continued eating staring out into space as he chewed.
"What of my sister and Rishid?" he asked.
"They're fine," Taka said, "I sent a messenger out earlier to tell them you were here."
"Thank the gods," Malik sighed thinking that Ishizu and Rishid both got killed or something when he got knocked out.
There was a slight knock at the door.
"Come in," Taka called.
Bakura walked in.
"Morning," he greeted Taka.
"Hi," she said with a grin.
"You must be Malik," Bakura held out his hand, "I'm Bakura."
"The prince from the Southern Kingdom?" Malik asked.
"Exactly," replied Bakura.
Malik took Bakura's hand and shook it. One thing he learned while out on the streets, never reject one from a royal family or royal guard. He learned that after a guard told him to back off when he was thirteen. He had been curious about something and didn't want to give up until he found out what it was. The royal guard had beaten him. But he had forgotten what he had wanted to know.
"So... Taka do you have a plan?" Bakura asked.
"Huh? Oh... no," she replied, "there is no way of getting out of this marriage... unless one of us would like to commit suicide," she grinned.
"Out of the question!" exclaimed Kioko.
"Settle Kioko!" Taka backed away from her maid, "it was a joke."
Kioko rolled her eyes.
"So unless your brother comes back... we're screwed?" Bakura asked.
"Exactly," Taka replied.
Malik looked completely lost.
"MyfatherandJinanarrangedformeandTaka,whoismybestfriend,tomarryandwedon'twanttomarryeachotheandtheonlywayoutofitisiftheprince,Seto,returns," Bakura explained quickly.
"Oh..." Malik nodded slowly.
"Did you even catch what he said?" Taka asked.
"No," Malik shook his head.
Taka laughed.
"He said... Jinan and his father arranged for me and him to get married, though we're best friends, and the only way out of it is if my brother, Seto, returns," she explained.
"Oh, I get it now," Malik laughed.
Mokuba walked in.
"Sister," he started, his head down but a tear visibly seen falling down his face.
"Mokuba!" Taka gasped, "what's wrong," she got up from her bed and walked over to her brother.
Mokuba looked up at her. A bruise had formed on his cheek.
"Jinan!" he cried as he hugged Taka.
"What happened?" Taka asked.
"That pest, Tanya, wouldn't leave me alone so I told her to buzz off and she cried and Jinan hit me," he sobbed.
Bakura kneeled next to the boy and his sister.
"Jinan seems to be a terrible person," he growled.
"He is!" exclaimed Mokuba.
"Shh," Taka tried to calm the crying boy.
"So the little brat went to cry to his sister," Jinan stood smirking at the door.
"You bastard," growled Taka as she stood, "what in the gods names got you to hit an innocent child half your size?"
"Don't speak that way to me," threatened Jinan.
"What's stopping her?" asked Bakura as he folded his arms across his chest.
"You keep your mouth shut young prince," Jinan pointed a finger at Bakura.
"I could tell my father what your doing to an eleven year old," Bakura threatened, "I wonder what he'll say about that."
Jinan growled and stalked off. Bakura unfolded his arms.
"Mokuba, I think you should stay with your sister over the next few nights," he said, "who knows what that sick bastard might think of doing next."
Mokuba got a disgusted look on his face.
"Do you mean what I think you mean?" he asked.
"I think so," Bakura smirked, "if it's rape your thinking of then I'm quite sure we're thinking alike."
Mokuba eeped and jumped onto Taka's bed.
"Then I am for surely staying here," he grumbled as he pulled the covers over his head.
Taka, Bakura, Kioko, and even Malik laughed at the cowering boy as he laid down.
"Mokuba, it's not time to sleep yet," Taka said with another laugh.
Mokuba got out of the bed and sat on Taka's chair.
"Well then," he said trying to be serious, "I'm staying in this room."
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