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What happened earlier

Yami lifted an eyebrow, but then it clicked. "You know about that bet, right Isis?"

Isis nodded. "Yes, and I'm here to save my brother."

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"Yes, and I'm here to save my brother."

Isis then looked the pharaoh straight in the eye. "Pharaoh, you will do exactly as I say…"

Yami blinked. "Are you threatening me, Isis?" He laughed at that. "Come on, Isis. And why on earth would I listen to you? You have no power at all over me."

Isis closed her eyes. "You're wrong pharaoh…"

Yami chuckled. "Yeah right, and I'm an idiotic Duel Monsters freak."

#You are, Yami,# Yugi commented.

#Shut up, Yugi,# Yami sneered back through their mind link.

Isis shook her head, sighing. "Pharaoh, you doubt my words? Most of my predictions came true apart from that one of Kaiba losing, right? So why not believing me this time."

Yami shrugged. "It just sounds unbelievable, but tell me, what will you do if I don't do as you say?"

A small very unlike-Isis-smile made itself known on her face. "Then I tell Yugi a secret that you are keeping from him."

Yami laughed again. "I have no secrets from my aibou. He already found out about my porn collection a few months ago."

Isis sighed. The pharaoh could be so dense. "The OTHER secret, pharaoh."

Yami continued laughing, but then it clicked. He immediately froze at the spot, all laughter gone. Quickly he locked Yugi up in his soul room, leaving the boy banging on his door, yelling: "Let me out, Yami!" and keeping him from any contact of the outside world.

He turned his attention back on Isis. "You know…?"

Isis nodded. "Yes, I know that instead of sitting in your soul room waiting, you've been peeking on your hikari every time he's showering."

Yami blushed. "Well… he looks nice."

Isis lifted an eyebrow questioningly. "Is it only that he looks nice, or are there other reasons as well?"

Yami lowered his head, ashamed. "And I like him…"

Isis smiled. "I know." She continued in a more serious businesslike tone. "So, will you listen to me now?"

Yami sighed and nodded his head in defeat.

"Very well then," Isis said, satisfied. "You've put my brother in danger with that bet Pharaoh. If Bakura wins, you will lose the Puzzle to him and he'll crush your soul and take over the world. The world will be doomed and that means that my brother will die along with every other living creature."

"But I won't lose," Yami said with a cocky tone.

Isis immediately glared Yami down. "If you win, pharaoh, my brother will still die."

Yami blinked. "B-but… how?"

Isis sighed and began to explain. "If you win, pharaoh the world might be save for the moment, but my brother won't be. If you win, the Thief King will definitely kill him, believing that he is the cause of his loss. And even if the Spirit of the Ring won't kill him, Marik Ishtaru will. He'll be furious for being rejected by Malik, he won't let him get away with it alive."

Yami took a moment to let all the information sink in. He sighed. "So what do I have to do, Isis?"

Isis smiled, happy that the pharaoh was cooperating now, and continued. "You let Bakura think that you're still trying to win the bet, even though you're not. I know a spell that will give your soul a body, so that it won't need the Puzzle anymore to live in; you will use that spell. Then you will lose the bet and let Bakura be happy with what he has gained and still stay in your role as the protector of earth. That way, my brother will be save."

Yami frowned. "But what will you do with Marik?"

Isis sighed. "It will be just for the moment, until we've figured out how to stop him."

Yami blinked, until realisation hit him. He let his jaw drop to the floor and stared at Isis wide eyed. "You want him and your little brother-"

"No!" Isis snapped. "Of course I don't! Giving my brother away in the hands of HIM is the last thing I want. I just still haven't thought of a plan yet how to get rid of him." She sighed and got up, heading for the door. "But don't worry, I will figure out something." She opened the door and went to the stairs, walking down them. 'I will, mother. I promise…' she thought.

A week later, in the park

Joey slipped an arm around Malik's shoulders as they walked through the park. "You seem to like the park, Malik," he said, smiling at his boyfriend.

Malik smiled back at him, nodding. "Yes I do. It's the only place where I can walk around without getting into some mess."

They sat down under a tree and Joey pushed Malik down onto his back. "Let's have some fun…" he said with a smug tone as he leaned in.

Malik frowned at his boyfriend and smacked Joey on the head. "Joey, we're in public for Ra's sake!

"You didn't complain about being in public last time," Joey huffed. His words made Malik blush as he thought back about that day a week ago. Joey smirked, seeing his boyfriend getting a little uncomfortable. 'He looks so cute when he blushes,' thought Joey.

He couldn't resist and leaned in again. This time, Malik didn't stop him as his lips touched those of the Egyptian. He let his tongue slip past Malik's lips and explored his mouth. Malik blinked getting out of his thoughts and saw his boyfriend taking advantage of him. He sighed inwardly and wrapped his arms around Joey's neck, deepening the kiss, thinking: 'Why do I always get the bottom.'

With one swift movement he flipped Joey and himself around, so that he was on top now. Joey opened his eyes and broke the kiss. "What was that about?"

Malik shrugged. "I want to be on top for once."

Joey rolled his eyes and sighed. "Whatever you want," he said and pulled Malik down for a second round. He let Malik dominate this time and let the Egyptian slip his tongue into his mouth, moaning softly at the gentle actions. He never knew before that Malik had this side, as he always thought that the blond motor-rider was a though guy. But before, he had never tried to learn to know the boy.

Malik smiled into the kiss, seeing that he was doing a good job. Maybe he was a natural talent with kissing. Yeah, that just had to be it, he thought as he let his hands travel over Joey's T-shirt.

That was… until Joey roughly pushed him away. He landed with his butt on the ground. "Ow!" he said as he rubbed the sore spot. "What's wrong with you, Joey," he said has he got up, ready to kick the blond pup's ass for shoving him. But when he saw Joey's face, he froze. "Y-you're not Joey…"

Joey's face had the expression of a lunatic. He got up and slowly walked over to Malik. An unnatural smirk made itself known on his face. "No, I'm not," he said and he turned himself around.

Malik also turned around to see what Joey was looking at. There stood none other than Marik Ishtaru, holding the Millennium Rod. "Hi hikari. Nice to see you here."

"W-what do you want," Malik stuttered, backing away a little.

"I'm not here for you, boy," said Marik. "I'm here for the dog."

Malik flinched, as he became angry. "Leave my boyfriend alone, you creep!" he spat.

Marik narrowed his eyes. He walked over to Malik and lifted his arm. He smacked his Rod into Malik's face, making the boy fall down. "I don't want you to call him that," he hissed.

Malik lifted his hand and touched his cheek. A bruise was forming there. "Why not?" he asked. "He is my boy-"

He was cut of when Marik lifted him up by his shirt and pulled him into a rough kiss. Shortly afterwards Marik pulled away. "I repeat, I do not want you to call him that." He pointed the sharp end of his Rod towards Malik's throat. "Do I make myself clear?"

Malik's breathe became laboured as he nodded. Marik smirked satisfied. "Good." he said, before frowning. He gently touched Malik's bruised cheek. 'Why are you so stupid, hikari?' Malik cringed a little at the touch and Marik did the same.

'Damn,' Marik thought, 'how come my cheek burns so much?' He suddenly noticed his heart pounding a lot faster than it should be, as if he was scared of something. 'I must be dreaming things.' he thought. He smirked at that word. 'Dreaming… I've been dreaming the same wet-dream over and over again this whole week.' He mentally shook away the images of Malik tied up with a rope and walked back to Joey.

Lunatic-Joey blinked a few times and there the old Joey was back again. Marik glared at him. "I'm here to duel you, Wheeler."

Joey immediately backed away. "D-duel me?" He eyed Marik suspiciously. "Why?"

Marik narrowed his eyes, as if trying to burn a whole in Joey by staring at him. "I want to duel over my hikari. Winner takes all."

Joey gave him a dull expression. "Malik is already mine, so why should I duel you?"

At this Marik smirked. "Because if you won't, I'll let your sister die."

Joey widened his eyes at that. "SERENITY!" He growled. "What have you done to her, you creep!"

Marik snapped his fingers and from behind a tree Serenity came. Her eyes were glazed and she had aimed a gun against her own head.

"This is what's going to happen, Wheeler," Marik began. "You'll duel me, or you're going to say bye bye to your sister. If you lose, you'll get a one-way ticket to the Shadow Realm and Malik will be mine."

"And what I win, Marik?" Joey growled.

"You'll get your sister back," was the reply.

"Fine. Let's duel."

"Uh…" Malik started. "Don't I get a say in this?"

"No!" Marik yelled. He cleared his throat and continued. "Let the Shadow Games begin…"

STAY TUNED…

To Ranma Higurashi: Here's the update!

To StormySkys: I know, I like this Isis too! I even like her more than the normal Isis in the anime.

To Kenta: Hey Kenta-kun, how's your vacation going! Hahah, I just had to put that sentence in somewhere, it was just funny!

To Chancake: Heh, you're still at chapter16. Well, thanks for liking my story so far. Hope you'll continue reading!

To Dark Magician Girl Hikaru: Well, Yami was being a bit stupid just then. And he's also acting like an ass in this chapter.

To FireanIce: Heh, thanks for liking that scene! It was my first serious try.

To Tsuki-neko-chan: Nah, you're no rubbish authoress. All you have to do is practise and in the end you'll be great! I've learned a method from a movie to write, though. First write with your heart and then with your head. That's when the best stories will come out. (It's from the movie "Finding Forrester".)

To AnimeLoverAngel: Yeah, I liked it too when Isis for mad at Yami. You wouldn't expect her to be, because she's such a pharaoh-worshipper.