Me: Fwaaaah… My house is hot. Anyways, enjoy!!! Don't own Yugioh.

Decisions, Decisions

Slowly, Jin began regaining her senses. A huge migraine pounded in her head as she sat up slowly. She felt both dizzy and nauseated. She held her head and looked around. She was in a well fashioned room. She was sitting on a king sized bed. She rubbed her fingers through the covers, feeling it's soft velvet.

"Holy shit… that must be expensive…" She thought out loud. She looked around again. There was little furniture. A bureau with a large mirror, a small chest, a desk and a chair. Jin blinked. She noticed that there wasn't even a window. She stood up shakily, stretching her tired limbs. Finally, she walked over to the door, which was made from metal, and banged on it furiously.

"Hello!?!? Hey! Anyone there?! Get me out!!" She continued pounding on it until her fists felt sore. She sighed, sitting on the bed again. "What will I do…?"

Suddenly, the metal door swung open and two purple cloaked guys walked in. They turned to her, their faces hidden by the shadow of the hoods.

"You! Master Malik wants to speak with you." They walked toward her. Jin narrowed her eyes, angry.

"I'm not listening to anything or anyone! Let alone your stupid Master Whats-his-face! Hey!!!" Jin struggled as the two men grabbed her by the arms. She kicked and pounded at them, giving them as much a hard time as possible. Finally, they both dragged her into a room and threw her to the ground. She groaned and sat up.

"Well, well. What have we here?"

Jin froze with slight fear as she heard the voice, cold and dark. She looked up, seeing a young man sitting upon a throne like chair. He had tan skin, sand blonde hair, and purple violet eyes that bore into her own. A tall figure stood next to the boy, his cloak covering his face and body. She swallowed, her throat dry. The boy smirked, his eyes squinting slightly.

"Looks like nothing more than a slut. Huh. You should have gotten me something else, my dear servant Rishid."

Jin felt the color drain from her face. Rishid? "W...Who are you?"

The boy laughed mirthlessly. "My name-or more over- you will now refer to me as Master Malik, just as everyone else does." He smirked down at her, his eyes mocking.

Jin felt anger boil in her blood. She stood, her fists clenched. "Hey! I'm not listening to you, Jerk! I have better things to do than take orders from a freak like you!"

Malik growled teasingly. "Hahahaaaa… Actually, Rishid, I'll keep her. She's a fighter. Now, take her away." The two same men came and picked Jin up roughly, taking her back to the room and bolting the door shut. She growled, banging on the door.

"Heeey!! Get me out of here, you psychos! What the hell do you guys think you're doing!?!?!" She kicked the door, a loud ring going bouncing off the walls. Jin held her smarting foot, rubbing it. "Ouch!!!" Jin growled, then sat back on the bed. She sighed. Great. I'm stuck in this place. She grunted then turned over and lay on the bed, her hand curling around the covers. Rishid. That's what that jerk said. He said his servant, Rishid. So…Rishid was here? He was working for…him?

Jin sighed sadly as she began slowly drifting off to sleep.

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Jin awoke to feel hands caressing her hair slowly. She blinked, then turned over, seeing Rishid there. She nearly sprang onto him, beating the shit out of his bald head. She narrowed her eyes, quickly getting off the bed.

"So! The reason why you talked to me was so you could lure me into thinking you were a good guy, huh!? Now you're going to give me to that…that…jerk!?!" She clenched her fists, staring angrily down at the kneeling Rishid. He sighed, then stood, almost 6 inches taller than Jin.

"I had no intention of giving you to Master Malik for a slave."

"Oh, really!? Huh. Well, seeing as I'm still here and 'Master Malik' hasn't freed me, I take it you're lying!" She growled furiously, not at all intimidated by Rishid's height.

Rishid was about to respond when suddenly two guys in cloaks came in. "Hey, Rishid," one said. He looked at Jin, then smirked. "Well well, trying to get funky with the new merchandise? That was fast."

Jin blushed, then her face went pale. "What!!?!?! I am NOT merchandise, you dirty no good dog!!"

The two guys laughed, advancing on Jin. "Oh really? We'll see about that." He was just about to grab Jin when Rishid's arm snapped out and pummeled him to the floor. The guy rubbed his sore shoulder, growling. "Hey!!! What was that for?!"

The other guy laughed. "Looks like Master Malik's best servant wants the prize to himself!" They both laughed. "Hahaha! Well, I guess you deserve it seeing as you found it first. See ya 'round, Scrooge."

Both men left laughing. Jin clenched her teeth. How dare they!? She glared out the door. Wait…out the door. It was open! Now to get passed this guy…

"So…what are you gonna do to me, Baldy?"

Rishid's expression stayed blank as he looked down at her. She whistled slightly. "You uh… You're pretty tall. Haven't seen anyone like you before." She tired to start conversation, but he didn't seem like he wanted to talk. Ok… plan B. She fluttered her eyes slightly, walking up to Rishid.

"Rishi-kun." Her eyes looked up at him innocently. "I…I want to go home. Can't you just…you know…let me go? Pleeeaaase?" She pouted slightly.

Rishid felt his heart beat quicken slightly. He swallowed. "Forgive me, but I cannot do that." He held back a gasp as he felt Jin place her hands on his chest. He swallowed again, looking away.

"Plleeaaaase? I want to go home…" Her eyes filled slightly with tears and Rishid nearly lost himself in them. "It'll be our… little…secret!!"

Like a bolt of lightning, Jin sprang passed Rishid and out the door. Hahaha! She was out! She was out! She was o-

Two strong arms vice gripped around her body, picking her up. "Sorry." A voice whispered in her ear. "I can't do that." It was Rishid. She struggled futilely as her dragged her back to the room.

"Oh come on!!" She screamed. "Can't you give a girl a break?!" She was placed slowly onto the bed and Rishid back away slightly towards the door.

"I am to guard you, Miss Jin. I assure you, there is no way to escape or get out. Now if you'll excuse me." Rishid bowed, then closed the door, locking it.

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Rishid cursed under his breath. You nearly let her get away he yelled to himself. Don't let her distract you… She's just a woman. Rishid took a deep breath, then walked back to Malik.

"Report." Malik's voice was dark and cold.

"Master Malik," Rishid bowed. "The woman will be kept inside of the room until she is willing to cooperate."

"Excellent…" Malik smirked. "I knew I could count on you." He leaned over and took a glass of wine from a small table beside him. He took a sip and smiled. "Aaaahh… You should be rewarded, Rishid. How about… I let you have the little girl?"

Rishid swallowed. "Master Malik. I have gotten her for you and don't deserve such a gift." He bit his lip as Malik laughed.

"Aaah, Rishid. My faithful servant. You have done wonders for me. I think you do deserve her. Now, be gone and enjoy your prize." Rishid bowed, then walked out of the room. He sighed. What would he do with Jin?

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Me: Fwaaah! Hello everyone! Next chapter shall be up soon… I hope…