Tenshi- and she will be paired with Marik
Spirit- but don't think you'll know who it's going to be by that. i tend to like to surprise people. anyways hope you all enjoy.
Disclaimer- I don't own either animes/mangas. All I own is the plot.
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"You are such a child! Has anyone ever told you that? Well listen hear thief. I am not your toy, and I am not here for your amusement! So just cut all the crap and treat me with the proper respect I deserve!" it was then he began to laugh. The girl blinked and looked at him, confused. "What's so funny?"
"That's it." he said taking her chin carefully in one of his hands. He then smiled warmly at her. "That's the girl I know, and love." without saying more he pulled her face to his and kissed her gently.
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Jabari rode his chestnut horse through the desert sands. It was just before dawn when he went out to scout the area. The brown haired man wondered how he even got up this early in the morning. After all, he and Bakura hadn't gotten back 'til really late last night. Then he had to put up with an hour of Makoto yelling at him for carrying her to her bed. He thought he was doing a good thing, and he still thought it was nice. For some reason though, she took it as him being a pervert.
Grumbling about green eyed witches he continued wandering around. That was until he heard a crunching sound when his horse was making it's way up a sand dune. Looking down he saw it was a canteen. That was odd. Nobody would discard something as precious as that. Especially when he saw it still had some water in it. Something in his gut told him that something was very wrong here.
Looking around he found a few other personal items sticking out of the sands. It was then he saw there was a Someone sticking out. Quickly he dismounted and went over to check on the person. He soon found there was no need as it appeared the man was decapitated. Backing away from the stench he heard a moan. Looking on the other side of the dune he was on he found another body. Sliding down he knely before it and shook the person some.
"Hey, you still alive?" he asked. His answer was another moan, but it sounded like a name. "I'm sorry, I didn't catch that."
"Ho. . ta. . . ru." Jabari's eyes widened at this. This ebony haired man knew of Hotaru? Deciding it wouldn't hurt to take him back with him Jabari turned the guys over and then slung him over his shoulder.
"You're one lucky guy you know that. Don't worry, I'll take you to Hotaru." after one last moan he knew the guy was out. Walking back over to his horse he put the guy on it and then mounted up himself. Turning his horse around he headed back to the hideout, and to a unsuspecting Hotaru.
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Two horses were stopped outside of a large house. It seemed hardly anyone occupied it. However the two men knew better. They had asked around for hours until someone finally had heard of the woman they were looking for. Looking around, Marik found there was only two entrances to the house. Rishid was checking out the small barn to the side. It wasn't long before the man came running back.
"Marik! I've found Isis. She's tied up in the barn."
His lavender eyes widened. "What?" he followed his brother to window he had used to peer inside. Sure enough a seemingly sleeping Isis lay there, her wrists and ankles bound. Marik growled. "We need to get her out of here. Where's the door?"
Rishid showed him around to the back. The door was locked when they tried to open it. Taking out a slim piece of metal, the teen began to pick lock it. When they heard a small click he took the piece out and opened the door. Isis jumped and looked over at them with wide eyes. Once she was able to register who it was she began to cry.
"Marik! Rishid!" she cried. They quickly went to her and began to cut off her bounds. "How did you find me?"
"We asked around. A few people in a village recognized your description." Rishid explained.
Suddenly her eyes became fearful and she frantically looked around. "Where is she? Where?" the two looked at her confused.
"Who?"
At this she began to panic. "Oh no! He's beating her again! Marik you have to go save her! He's going to kill her this time, please go save her!"
Not knowing what was really happening, he nodded and headed to the house. Perhaps she was talking about Hotaru. Maybe even one of the other girls that had been taken. He suddenly felt he understood now. The man who bought Isis was beating up another girl. He couldn't let that go unpunished. Getting to the door he found it too was locked, but this tie he was going to open it the easy way.
Marik threw himself at the door to the house. It gave way and he stumbled inside. Following the sounds of leather connecting with flesh and angry shouts, he made his way into the dinning area. There he witnessed a rather red faced man with messy brown hair whipping a girl that was curled up in a corner. Every time the whip made contact with her skin she flinched but barely made a sound. The man raised his arm to whip her again but the lavender eyed teen stopped him.
He quickly grabbed the mans wrist and put all his weight into his knees and legs. In and instant the threw the man across the room, sending him smack into the wall and onto a table which gave under his weight. Marik stood protectively in front of the girl at this point. Stumbling the man got up. It was here that the smell of alcohol reached the tomb keeper. The guy reeked of it. Looking up at him through blood-shot eyes and man grunted.
"What. . . do you think. . . you're doing with my slave." his words were slurred.
"I'm taking her and Isis out of your custody. You don't deserve to keep slaves."
The man stumbled forward. "I Bought Them! They're. . .Mine!" a hand rested on his shoulder and he looked up into the stern face of Rishid.
"I don't think so sir." and with that, he punched him. Knocking the guy out. The two brothers looked at each other before nodding. Marik then turned around and calmly walked over to the girl. Her teary blue eyes watched him like he was another predator.
"It's ok. We're not going to hurt you. My name is Marik. I'm taking you and Isis out of here."
Wiping the tears from her eyes she excepted his hand and stood up. "Where will you take us?"
"To the palace. You'll be safe there. May I ask your name." the blonde haired girl looked into his eyes and gave him a small smile.
"It's Minako."
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Jabari pushed past all the men in the bar. The unconscious teen he found out in the desert was slung over his shoulder. Kicking open the door to the infirmary he rushed in and settled the boy on a cot. Turning to the watchers at the door he shouted for one of the them to get Bakura. It seemed the ebony haired teen was already developing a fever due to an infection. Jabari tore off his shirt to have a better look at the wound.
Sand had gotten deep within it. The flesh around it was swollen and a purplish color. Sweat trickled down the boys head and he moaned. Getting a wet cloth Jabari did the best he could to clean up the wound. In no time he heard Bakura pushing his way through the crowd at the door. However it was a gasp that drew his attention away from his patient.
"Tenshi?" Hotaru came rushing in and went to the other side of her brother. Her eyes widened at the wound then she looked up at Jabari. "What happened to him?"
"I found him in the desert. Apparently he and another man were attacked. He was left for dead." he explained trying to scrap more sand out of the hole an arrow had made. "Damn. The wounds to deep to fully clean it and it's already infected. He has a high fever too."
Taking her brothers hand she felt him shivering. This was not good. It was already to late to help his wound. . . unless. "Let me see it." she said and took Jabari's place. "Bakura close the door. I only want you and Jabari in here."
Nodding he glared at the men behind him before slamming the door in their faces. "May I ask what exactly are you planning to do?"
Hotaru took a deep breathe and placed her hands directly over the wound. "Something I haven't done for a long time. Whatever happens. . . " her eyes seemed a little sad at this point, "just don't hate me."
Before either man could respond to that, a soft violet aura engulfed the two teens. Both watched in awe as they saw Hotaru's hair become weightless and the wound pushing out all the sand. After it seemed it was done with that it began to close up. Muscle reattached to muscle, and soon a new layer of flesh covered it. Once there wasn't even a slight trace of the wound left the aura faded and Hotaru stumbled back.
Before she could fall, Bakura went over and caught her. He helped her over to a chair and set her in it. "Thanks. . . the wound is healed now. All we have to worry about is his fever."
"Mind explaining what's going on? What did you just do, and who is this guy?" Bakura asked.
Hotaru nodded wearily. "I was born with the power to heal others. I don't know how or even why, but I've always been able to do it. As for the boy. . . he's my twin brother."
Spirit- sorry this took so long to get out to you guys. i started my job yesterday and was all stressed out about that, that i couldn't write.
Tenshi- Yeah! I've been found and healed!
Spirit- ah, but you forget. . . you still have a high fever.
Tenshi- damn.
Spirit- anyways Please Review! Ja ne
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