Warnings: This is a fictional story and nothing more. Rating M, swearing, child abuse, if this type of thing offends you then DO NOT READ!

Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh.

CHAP 4: Moving In

I see that I have your attention now in this little twisted tale, a few of you have been with me from my first words listing intently, lets get started I'm not one for idol chit chat. Now my dear, dear Readers where were we... Ahh yes, I left you with Malik being taken away by the social services lady Beth, and Marik contemplating on what he should do, time is ticking...

BUT! I'm not starting there with Marik and Malik. I'm leaving them for a moment where they are. Yes, yes I know I'm cruel. But I'm taking you to the other side of town not too far away in fact. A man or monster, however you want to look at him I'll leave it up to you to decide ... He is walking in through the doors of his home for the first time in two nights and what does he find waiting for him?...

A man with black short hair and fair skin, with blue eyes stumbled into the house, he slams the door with the back of his foot, just in time as a police patrol car pulled up to a stop a few houses down to watch and wait.

"Good for nothing..." He mumbled as he walked into the living room kicking bottles as he went, making them clink as they hit each other. He frowned as he watched them roll around in front of him. "MALIK!" He yelled, the brat should have cleaned up while he was gone. "MALIK GET DOWN HERE!" He yelled again, strange that the boy and his only son hadn't come running down to him in a panic and almost falling over himself in the process to do so.

"Where is that waste of space good for nothing..." He mumbled again as he walked up the stairs. "Boy you better stop hiding from me, just come out." He walked into a bedroom kicking open the door and stepped in but fell over the toy train on the floor, he landed with a thud. He pushed himself up and growled. "MALIK!" He screamed and slammed his fists down on the floor. He then got to his feet and walked down stairs, the boy wasn't here... he always came out to meet him fear or not he always came... The man started to laugh the boy was gone, he was someone else's headache now. "Or maybe he froze to death in the snow." He stopped to a mere chuckle. "I'm free of the kid." He sat down in the armchair.

"You better find him." Came a voice from behind him.

"Why should I?"

"Because he might tell someone, Majed. " The tall man stayed in the shadows.

"He won't be talking any time soon, the kid can't breath without having a heart attack, let alone talk." Majed turned in the armchair looking at the other.

"I want him found, I want you..."

"I'm not worried, you shouldn't be worried... but if you are, I'm sure we'll find him." He smirked.

"And make sure that he never talks again." The man smirked. "Have you taken care of the girl?" He asked.

"Yes, I'm fixing her right up." Majed said lacing his fingers together and resting his chin on the back of his hand.

"Very good." He walked by, the shadows seemed to follow him. "I'll see you there." He walked to the back door. "You have company outside, the boys in blue are watching." The door slammed closed.

So we leave the house and Malik's father, but don't worry we'll be keeping an eye on them, the snow falls once again lightly in the world of white, where we now return to the hospital, as Marik is making up his mind on what to do about little Malik...

"Dammit!" Marik ran after the woman and out the front of the hospital he saw her trying to push Malik into the car, Malik fighting her, refusing to get into the vehicle. Marik ran up to them. Malik saw him and pushed her aside and made a dash for Marik, who scooped him up.

"Mr. Ishtar I have to take him now." She huffed.

"How about you come with me and we'll work something out about you living with me?" He asked Malik, the boy nodded his head and smiled brightly. "Though I have to tell you I don't know anything about you short people so you'll have to help me." Marik frowned as Malik giggled nodding his head.

"Mr. Ishtar." He turned to the lady.

"Look I'll take him off your hands." Marik said Malik hugged him.

"I don't think so." She huffed hands on her hips. "This isn't protocol." She hissed. "There are papers and then I have to…"

"I'm never one to follow it anyway, and rule breaking, in this case is expectable anyhow." He smirked cutting her off as Malik let go and looked at the woman.

"Come on, one less kid and mouth to feed in an over crowed orphanage, I just can't see him in such a place." Marik said.

"Do you even know how to take care of a child? It's a big reasonability for someone your age." Beth put her hands on her hips again.

"You make me sound like an old man, I'm only in my early twenties. And if I can make detective, then one little kid can't hurt, and besides I have riot gear." He stated she was not happy at all.

"Look I'll make everything legal by six pm today." Malik turned to hide himself within Marik's jacket from the cold air that blew by them suddenly.

"Be mindful Mr. Ishtar, you need to meet all of Malik's needs." She warned.

"I'll meet them, you have no problem about that." Marik said, he dug into his pocket and pulled out a card and handed it to her. "This is a number of the lawyer that I'll be talking with today, I'll fax everything to you." She nodded her head and handed over a card to him.

"Just don't make me regret this." She said as she got into her car. "I'll see you tomorrow afternoon." Marik smirked and turned and walked back into the hospital. He found Tucker and talked with her about Malik and his needs, she gave him everything he needed to know on paper and a small bag with medication in it.

"Just remember feed him well and take good care of him, make sure he takes his medication and bring him back if you're worried about something." Marik and Malik left the hospital he had wrapped Malik up in his jacket as they walked through the snow to his car, the hospital gave him clothes to wear.

"Alright Malik." Marik placed him in the seat and put the seat belt on him, then ran around the other side and got in. Marik pulled out of the car park and took off for home, Malik looked out the window nervously biting his lip and glancing at Marik every now and then. "Don't worry." He looked the boy over and sighed. "We're going to my place."

Malik nodded his head and watched the homes move by, he was a little confused on what was going on. They soon stopped pulling into a driveway. Malik stared at the house the roof was white, with bushes that ran along the porch they were white with green poking through, a walkway with a letter box, and a few garden gnomes here and there.

Malik gasped out as he was picked up out of the car. Then tried to hide his face as the wind blew. Marik rushed to the house, and with little trouble dug into his pocket for his keys and opened the door, the cat that came from nowhere rushed in between his feet. Marik cursed at it in Arabic, Malik wide eyed gasped and stiffened in his hold. "Sorry!" Marik mumbled and placed Malik down on the ground and closed the door with his foot.

"Okay, this is my place." Marik said then looked down as Malik looked up nervously. "Well I guess I can't call it that anymore can I… our place." He held out his hand and Malik took it. "Any room you can go into, so feel free to have a look around get to know the house a little." Marik showed him the kitchen. "Anything you want to do you can." Malik nodded his head.

"I'm going to check my messages, you can have a look around if you like, this is your home now too." Marik walked into the hallway near the front door to a small table and pressed a button and waited.

Malik bit his lip and looked around, this place was nothing like home, it was clean and smelt nice and everything was organized. He walked up the stairs taking one at a time and holding onto the rail. He found three room, two of them were guest rooms and one was bigger and had a large bed and smelt like Marik. He stepped in and looked around, wandering who slept in here?

He walked out and found the bathroom; it was nice as it held a big tub with a shower, everything that a bathroom should have was here, with little extras, like soaps and shampoos clean towels. He walked back to the stairs and walked down, he was half way when Marik lent on the railing and looked at him at eye level.

"You know this place is a little off." Marik bit his lip. "I don't have any Christmas decorations or a tree." Malik gave him a confused look. "You know, Santa, tree with lights and little hanging things?" Malik cocked his head to the side still confused.

"Well I normally have Christmas at home so I don't buy them, but if you like you and me could go and buy some?" Marik asked and Malik nodded his head.

"Well, you don't have anything." Marik frowned looking the boy up and down taking in the appearance of his clothes. "Well we should get your clothes to meet your needs." He met Malik's gaze and found that the boy was missing a spark that most kids he ran into on his job had, a mischievous look to them, which Malik lacked. "Are you up to going out and getting a few things?" Marik asked, Malik nodded his head and held out his hand, the jumper fell back off his little hand. Marik took it and led Malik over and grabbed his keys and pulled on his jacket and helped Malik into his that he was given, walking outside, Malik right by his side; Marik picked him up and walked to the car.

They stopped at a very large mall, he got Malik out of the car and headed towards the doors. 'Welcome we have all your shopping needs right here under one roof.' A loud voice said through out the mall, Marik rolled his eyes. "I swear that they do that to give everybody the…" He stopped as Malik looked at him. "Alright where too?"

They walked through moving around people. "How about there?" Marik pointed to a store that had big signs. 'Kids R Us' "Well they couldn't put that any simpler." Marik smirked, as Malik seemed to giggle again. Marik walked into the store "The little one here needs clothes." Marik patted Malik on the head. "He needs a whole new wardrobe. I want you to fit him with everything he needs." He said to a woman, who just smiled at him a little bewildered at the request.

"What size is he?" She asked.

"I have no idea." He put Malik down.

"How old?" She asked.

"Five." Marik said as Malik hid behind him.

"Okay I have a five year old girl, so he would be about…" She walked up and grabbed a shirt and pants. "This size." She handed them over. Marik led the boy to the change rooms.

"Can you dress yourself right or do you need help?" Malik shook his head Marik put the clothes in for him and stepped out. "I'll be right here." Malik walked in and dressed quickly and came out, in a nice pair of black jeans and a long sleeved red top. "Can he wear them now?" He asked and she nodded her head, as Malik was wearing his old pair, and an over sized top the hospital gave him. "I need more." Marik walked around with Malik picking out clothes, slacks, tops, socks and a few pairs of sneakers, boots for the snow, and a pair of slippers and any other items that the boy needed.

Marik paid for them and ordered them to be delivered to his house that afternoon. They left the store, Malik was amazed no one had ever bought him anything before. They headed to the toyshop. Though they got a lot of looks from parents and kids as Marik walked around with Malik, showing him all the toys. They both picked out a bed and covers that Malik seemed to like, posters for the walls and a few toys and table and chairs and other stuff, that to Marik ordered to be delivered to his house.

Marik and Malik headed home after nearly a full day of shopping, as it was late in the afternoon and Malik had fallen asleep on the way. Marik pulled into his driveway and got out and grabbed Malik out and walked up to his front door and where Ra sat waiting for him again.

He walked in as he struggled a little with a sleeping Malik and closed the door behind him with his foot. He dumped the keys and shrugged off his jacket and moved Malik about taking his off and placed it next to his on the hook. He walked into his living room and laid Malik down on the couch and grabbed a pull over blanket and covered him up and walked over to his fireplace and got the fire started.

He looked on Malik one last time before walking out of the room, into the kitchen to get himself a coffee, he read over the instructions given and opened the bag Tucker gave him with what Malik needed in medications. He walked out and upstairs to his spare room that was across from his own and started to clean it out.

Malik woke up and looked around, and noticed he was on the couch, he jumped and backed out of the room, he started to shake. Where was Marik? He remembered being with Marik in the car. He heard a noise up stairs and froze, as his heart pounded in his chest, he jumped around, as there was a knock on the door. He backed up he was never to answer the door to anyone. "Hey!" Malik jumped and looked up as Marik came down the stairs. Malik pointed to the door. "You're awake, that's good." He picked Malik up and walked to the door and opened it.

"Delivery for Mr. Ishtar?" As a tall thin man stood there, Malik tried to hide himself in Marik's chest.

"That's me."

"Sign here." He held out a clipboard, Marik signed it and the men started to bring in boxes full of all kinds of things. After he had finished Marik placed Malik down and closed the door.

"Come on we'll see what you have." Marik took his hand and walked upstairs, boxes everywhere in the room. Later that night, the two finished unpacking. Malik had helped place his new toys into the blue toy box, as Marik plugged in a night-light shaped like a moon next to his bed. The walls were a tanned color, the bed had kids cartoons on the blankets and pillows, with a few soft toys, a night stand with a clock that glowed, and a table and chairs in the middle of the room with crayons and paper on it, and posters on the walls with super hero's.

"Well what do you think?" Marik asked as Malik looked it over and gave him a smile. It was the nicest thing that he had ever seen, and he couldn't believe that it was done all for him. "That's what I thought too." He held out his hand. "Lets get some dinner." Malik nodded and followed him. Marik sat Malik on the island bench as he made their dinner. "I know that you must feel a little uncomfortable being here." Marik looked at him. "But you can call this home." Malik gave him a confused look; he didn't know what Marik was saying but for the word home.

"Any room you want to go in you can." Marik said, but stopped as it looked like Malik was going to say something. Marik walked up to him. "Say something anything, say my name, say your name." Marik stopped as Malik looked down, but Marik lifted his chin, the boy gasped. "Talk to me Malik, it's okay to talk to me." Tears started to fall Malik didn't now what to do, and Marik sighed and hugged him. "It's okay you don't have to say anything if you don't want to, but know that I'm here for you." He pulled back and wiped the tears away from Malik's cheeks. "But you have to give me at least one hug." Malik smiled as he hugged Marik. "Come on I'm starved." Marik pulled back and ruffled Malik's hair and went back to cooking.

They both sat at the table and ate, afterwards Marik was loading the dishwasher with their dishes Malik carried his plate over and handed it to Marik, and ran back for the others. Later they sat in the living room. Malik watched t.v, as Marik was at his computer and on the phone with a headpiece so Malik wouldn't hear what was being said. Marik lent back and stretched his arms and glanced at the clock and winced it was nine pm.

Marik got up and walked over and lent on the back of the couch and looked down at the sleeping Malik, he seemed peaceful enough in his sleep, and for the first time he wished that he had the ability to read minds, he would look into Malik's mind and read everything from what he was feeling to who had abused him. He walked around and picked Malik up and carried him up stairs and placed him in his bed covered him up. "Whatever happened Malik, someone will pay for it." With that he left the room leaving the door open and walked into his own room. He changed and got into bed.

Later that night Marik sat up right in his bed as a sound of crashing came from the room across from him, he reached for his lamp next to his bed, he turned it on and got up, rushing to the door he pulled out his baseball bat he looked down the hall and moved across to Malik's room. "Malik are you alright?" He whispered and flicked on the light, to find the few things from the nightstand on the floor and the bed empty. "Malik!" Marik pulled the blankets back.

Marik narrowed his eyes and looked around the room, finding nothing else amiss he put the bat down next to him. "Malik came out!" Marik said as he got down on his knees and looked under the bed, and there in the far corner was Malik. "Come on little one." Marik held out his hand, Malik crawled out to him slowly. "What happened?" Marik asked as he noticed a small cut on his forehead.

"Lets get that fixed up." Marik carried Malik into the bathroom and sat him on the sink and grabbed a few items out of the mirror-cabinet. Marik fixed it up and wiped away the tears. "There all better." He picked Malik back up and walked him back into his room and placed him on the bed, and picked up all the things that had be knocked off and placed them back again. "Okay I'm right across the hall if you need me." Marik patted his head. "Are you alright?" Marik asked. Malik nodded his head and watched Marik get up and walk to the door. "Good night Malik." He turned off the light and walked back to his room.

Malik snuggled down biting his lip and pulled up his blankets over his head. Later that night a light tugging on his arm waked Marik up; he sat up and turned on the lamp. "Malik?" He looked down at tear filled eyes and frightened face Malik looked around biting his lip. Marik sighed he didn't think that it would be easy looking after a boy like Malik. "Come on." Marik picked him up and pulled him over and placed him next to him. Malik moved about getting under the blankets and snuggling up to Marik's back, who sighed. "Your comfy?" A nod from Malik, he turned out the lamp and went back to sleep.

The next morning Marik woke to knocking on the front door, he groaned and got up and stumbled to his door, he glanced back Malik still slept soundly, Marik smirked and went to answer his door.

"Good morning Mr. Ishtar, I'm Mai Valentine." A chipper voice said Marik just looked her up and down, long blonde hair and lilac eyes with flecks of blue, a long pink jacket black dress pants, and white gloved hands with folders clutched in them.

"Yeah, hi, coffee?" He turned and walked into the kitchen.

"Sure." He heard the front door close and soon footsteps followed him.

"Not a morning person?" She smiled placing the folders down on the counter looking Marik over, dark silver silk pants and a top to match.

"No a hard night, and keep it down Malik's asleep." He said over his shoulder he had his back to her.

"Sorry, but I was sent out here by Grim, He said you might need a little help with Malik, fill out a few papers I mean." Mai added.

"I filled them all in last night." He said pouring the coffee into two cups and handed her one along with sugar and milk.

"No, these are for his new medical forms and needs if he needs treatment in the near future you won't have to spend your time filling out paper work, and this one." Mai slid it across to Marik who put his cup down and flipped through it. "This you have to sign in front of me, a child that has been in an abusive environment like Malik was in, needs to be looked in on every month for the first year, and some form of interaction with other children after an evaluation, I myself can do that at the station or my office any time suited to you and Malik." Mai just pulled out paper after paper from her folders.

"You guys don't muck around, I only brought him home yesterday." Marik just watched her as he took a sip of his coffee she gave him a look.

"Mr. Ishtar we are talking about a child that was abused according to the hospital records, I have to insure that Malik is being taken care of, and kept out of harms way."

"What makes you think that I wouldn't look after him and take care of his needs?" Marik growled putting the folder back down.

"I'm not saying that." She sighed. "You are a single male and foster care or adoption doesn't go out to such people, normally." She bit her lip at the look Marik was giving her. "Please Mr. Ishtar, Malik's needs and welfare are what we are concerned about the most."

"And I'm not?" He held that same cold look, feeling uncomfortable she shifted a little.

"I'm sure you are, but my job is to make sure that everything runs smoothly for the boy and you and everyone gets what they want in the end." She held her breath but let it out as Marik looked away. "Anyway fill it out." She said holding out a pen, Marik walked by her looking over the papers again.

"I'll read it first." He walked over to his table and sat down he pushed out a chair for Mai, who took it. He read it over and signed it and handed it back to her she handed more back him.

"I'm sure there will be no problem with this."

"I hope so too." Marik sighed taking another drink signing more papers as he read through them.

"Now Malik will be in your full custody, I'll arrange a court date for you and Malik after christmas so you'll be the soul carer for him, providing we get more information about him, if he has a mother, aunty, uncle and such." Movement at the doorway got Marik's attention he put everything down and got up.

"Hey I was wondering when you were getting up?" Marik picked him up; Malik didn't take his eyes off the woman. "You want some breakfast?" Marik sat him on the counter and pulled a few things out. "This is Miss Valentine, she's here to help you stay here with me." Marik said.

Malik looked her over, she looked so different from the girls he knew, she had on more clothes and little make-up and had a nice smile. He turned and watched Marik fix his food. "Would you like breakfast Miss Valentine?" Marik looked up.

"Sure thank you and its just Mai." She smiled getting up. "Can I help?" She offered. Malik moved and almost fell off the counter if it wasn't for Marik being close by, he put Malik down on the floor, who hid behind him and buried his face into the leg of Marik's pants.

"No I'm fine." He said looking down at Malik he was about to say something to him when her pager went off and she pulled it off her hip and looked at it.

"Sorry I have to get a rain-check on that." She said gathering up the folders, Marik sat Malik back down on the counter. "I'll be in touch." She walked out of the room and to the front door, but stopped. "You wouldn't have a room fixed for him yet would you?" She asked. Marik placed Malik down on the floor again.

"Wait here." He said and led her upstairs. "We did it yesterday." He stood in the doorway, as she looked over the room.

"Great." She said. "You move faster than most people it can take them weeks to get this far."

"No faster then you are… besides, I wanted him to be comfortable with the changes." Marik shrugged.

"I'll be in touch, sometime this week." She smiled and left, Marik closed the door and went back into the kitchen.

TBC

Hope it wasn't to boring for you, Yugi, Ryou, Jou, Seto, Anzu, and a few others will be coming in the up coming chaps, so R&R and you'll get another chap.