Chapter 12

Sick

The rainfall seemed to never quit. As sad as it was, Ishizu's team of bodyguards spent 4 hours searching for the two teens and fortunately found them huddled together shivering and passed out.

"Oh man." Mikee whispered with emotional eyes.

"Take the girl, I'll take Mr. Ishtar."

Richard lifted Marik's limp body and carried him into the limousine with Keket.

They went straight home, were bathed, wrapped in blankets and Marik was the only one who was put in bed.Keket was apparently in better health. She and Ishizu stood in front in Marik's room tending to his fever.

Ishizu checked his forehead. "He's still a little hot.Keket how long exactly were you two out there?" She turned to her.

"Uh,I don't know."

"Well I need you to keep him warm while I go to a dinner party."

"A dinner party? This late?" She followed the woman into the foyer.

"It's a part of my job."

"Oh I see. So should I get some more blankets for him?"

Richard helped Ishizu put on her coat. "No. He has enough. I want you to sleep with him."

"Sleep with him!" Keket nearly choked and her face turned light pink.

"Yes. I need you to keep him warm while I'm gone."

"Can't-can't one of your bodyguards do it?"

Richard chuckled. "Not really missy. We have to keep Miss Ishtar under heavy surveillance, so you're on your own."

Ishizu and her "pack" left the house leaving Keket extremely flustered. She walked back into Marik's room and sat at the edge of his bed. She watched him stir in his sleep shivering and making Keket's heart grow weak.

She sighed and rolled the covers off of him. Addmediatly her eyes were met with his rock hard abdomen with was slightly shiny do to sweat.

"Okay Keket.You can do this.He's just a irrorant boy...witha really nice body." She whispered to herself beginning to slide into the bed.

Suddenly, the phone rang making her jump. She slide out of the bed and ran into the kitchen.

"Hello?"

"Keket? Hi how is Marik doing?"

Keket looked at the clock. "Why are you calling so early? It's only been like 6 minutes."

"I'm sorry..." She could hear Classical music in the background. "I'm just so worried about him. Are you in bed with him?"

"No. I'm in the kitchen."

"Well make sure you stay close to him, okay? It's your job to protect him now."

"Alright I will."

"Thank you so much Keket."

"Your welcome. Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Keket hung up the phone and walked back into Marik's room. The blankets were off of him and he was shivering like crazy.

"Oops." Keket quickly crawled in and wrapped the covers around them.

She wrapped her arms around his waist completely nervous but totally in control. She lay in the fluffy pure white Egyptian cotton bed and observed the room around her.

It was all decorated in white and gold. It wasn't crowded either; everything was in its rightful place. The room smelled like oranges; a funny smell for a boy's room. There was a small space in the corner occupied with weights .She guessed that's were Marik did his exercising.

Marik slowly opened his eyes blinking once then twice. They swiftly widened coming face to face with a pair of breasts. He also noticed a pair of arms were wrapped snuggly around his waist.

He looked up seeing Keket looking down at him in embarrassment. He could tell she was searching for an excuse to explain herself.

"How do you feel?" She asked softly pulling away from the warm embrace.

"What are you doing in my bed?" His tone of voice scared her.It wasn't offensive but soft-like.

"Uh.I…your sister told me to watch over you and-"

"I don't need you to watch over me.I'm fine." He interrupted.

"I'm sorry." She looked away. She didn't feel like fighting not with Marik, not now. "I'm going to sleep here…with you."

Marik watched her grip the rim of her shirt.Sometimes Keket could be so cute.

"Well?" His tone of voice didn't change.

"Well what?"

"Aren't you going to sleep with me? "He blushed a little.

Keket opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out.

Marik shook his head. "Where's Ishizu?"

"She left."

"To go where?"

"To a dinner party."

"Hm." Marik's violet eyes flashed over to Keket. "Why are you still sitting there?"

"I'm supposed to be watching over you."

"And I just said that you could sleep with me so come here." He scooted over and gave her some room..

"Marik, you're sick. You most likely have no energy so don't worry about me just lay back down and get some sleep."

"Very well then."

Marik leaned against a propped up pillow with his hands behind his head and looked at the ceiling and then Keket's back.

"Thank you." She muttered without turned to face him.

"For what?"

"I know the reason why I'm not sick. Richard told me you were keeping me warm out there when he found us. So…I just wanted to thank you for that."

Marik smirked and looked at the wall.

"I di-"

"And don't try to come up with some lame and rude excuses, Marik.I know you're a jerk try acting like something else this time."

"What I was going to say was that I held you because I didn't want you to get sick.Ishizu would of killed me if you caught pneumonia."

Keket looked back at Marik smiling and crawled back into bed with him. The sandy-haired teenager was overall surprised.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm retuning a favor." Keket closed her eyes and snuggled against a pillow.

Keket woke up the next morning to a familiar voice counting. She sat up seeing Marik doing push-ups this time. He lost count noticing Keket staring at him.

"You're obviously feeling better." Keket smiled.

Marik looked back at the carpet and stood up grabbing his sore shoulder.

"I was hoping you would sleep longer."

"Why?" Her eyes followed him as he walked over to the bedpost and wiped his face on a towel.

Keket couldn't help but examine this lovely example of a perfect body. The light from the sun enhanced his bronze skin and sandy hair. My goodness he was gorgeous. She bit her lip fading off into a dream world.

Marik raised an eyebrow to the girl's awkward expression. Was it her turn to be sick?He sat next to her detecting her green eyes had not left his body.Personally,he liked it.But it was getting sort of creepy.

"Keket?"

"Yes?"

"…Stop staring at me."

"I-I'm sorry." She glanced at his face.

Marik couldn't help but be amused. He started to see why the way he treated her was so wrong.Keket was far too appealing to be treated so poorly.

He rubbed his bothering shoulder. It appeared that he had pulled something.

"Shoulder's bothering you?"

"So it seems. Maybe I" Marik stopped speaking feeling two small hands massaging his shoulders. They belonged to Keket. "What are you…doing?"

"Shhh.Just relax." She whispered in his ear making him stir a little.

The feeling for Keket that had sprouted at the beach was starting to bloom and the romantic side of Marik took over.

Keket fell into an oasis of emotions. Her fingers ran down his chest ever so slowly and found Marik's tight abs. She mentally counted out each muscle.

Marik bit his lip gripping the sheets of his bed. Keket knew what she was doing to him she just had to.

Keket snapped back to reality finally aware of what she was doing. As she pulled her hands away from his abdomen, Marik grabbed them. He leaned the back of his head against her shoulder.

"Please…don't stop." He whispered rolling over onto all fours trapping the girl underneath him.

Keket held her arms up shyly. "Um.Maybe I should take a shower first."

Marik chuckled shaking his head leisurely. "You're not getting away that easily."

He leaned down capturing her lips with his. He moaned into her mouth deepening the kiss and pressing his hips into hers.

It was 7:30 in the morning and they hadn't even noticed that a certain someone was missing.