Umm there was a spelling mistake made with the name Radish/Rishid so sorry if anyone was confused and no the mistake will not be fixed, not because I'm lazy I just don't know how to fix it without taking down the whole thing, but you don't mind do you? You got who I was talking about. I hope that you don't mind a little original characters in this do you? I'll be adding just one more, so far we have Elder, Tucker, and one more, but that would be it, anyway onward.

Warnings: Rating M, swearing, child abuse, if this type of thing offends you then DO NOT READ! This is a fictional story and nothing more. This rating will be staying the same nothing will change, so please take note.

Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh.


CHAP 8: One makes Two

Radios all over the county side were saying the same thing. "Just yesterday three men were gunned down. The gun used was found at the scene of the crime, the shooter is yet to be identified along with the victims, names will be released of the victims after the families have been notified... police are warning residents that the killer is still at large and everyone is to take caution going home and to work, lock all doors windows at night… the police have put this down as the worst case they have seen in our small town."

A tall man walked the streets of a red light district, filled with nightclubs, partygoers, and the small time drug deals going on in the shadows. He came to a stop outside the doors of the best nightclub in town or the area. He smirked and walked by, his target tonight wasn't in the noise filled room, but in the alleyway next to it, or so his choices for the night would be found there.

He started to walk down looking at each girl that stood against the wall, making gestures at him and giving him offers to having a better look for what was under their… clothes? For the right price. It was hard with his place being watched the last few days, so he couldn't move about as much, but the day got better as they had left, leaving him free to do his picking. "Malik." He hissed, the name came out of nowhere, and he thought he should look for his son, or be worried that he had talked. "Little bastard must have said something." He growled to himself, not that he really looked or cared for that matter the brat was out of his hair so to speak.

"I don't like mishaps, and he is a mishap that should have be taken care of when I said or we wouldn't be having this problem now." Came a voice, he turned around swiftly only to see shadows. He pulled out his cigarette packet and put one into his mouth.

"Well he's not your kid to worry about." He said as he pulled out a lighter and cupped his hands around it and lit it up.

"Yes he would have followed the women long ago." The voice hissed.

"He's gone isn't he?" He took in a breath and let it out and the smoke blew off with the wind, they just stood there for a while, both looked the line up of girls over.

"You…want the one that stands out. You have an itch to scratch as do we all."

"I can pick them." He hissed throwing the used up cigarette into the brown slush that was once white snow looking down he saw black shoes move and take a step forward.

"Ah yes the Abby girl you dumped her before you could take another, what have I taught you?" The other snapped.

"To always have one, to keep them busy off your back." Majed snapped back, the other chuckled and walked by him and still the shadows seemed to follow him with every step.

"Right, you're after the one that's nervous, fidgety the new girl." There was a smirk in his voice. "Like that one." Majed looked over and grinned to himself. But the shadow swiftly moved towards him.

"You better have another one in mind before you dump this one, if the cops are busy looking for a missing person, it's easier to dump them." Majed nodded his head, knowing better then to talk back or argue with his mentor.

"I want Malik found and taken care of, the little shit has talked I know it, you were to easy on him." He hissed and vanished into the shadows, Majed nodded his head as he approached the young woman.

She was young and pretty big blue eyes and blonde hair tied back into a ponytail with wispy bits hanging over her face. "Hi." She said nervously and shifted.

"Hey." He stopped a few feet from her.

"So… umm." A few of her friends or co-workers gave her nods of their heads and 'go for it' comments. "Like what you see." She brushed a hand over her front pushing her jacket out of the way in one swift move to give him a better look of what he might be buying.

"I do." He nodded as his eyes roamed over her; she gave him a light smile. "So what do they call an angel like you?"

"Don't you mean fallen and from hell." She grinned and blushed and he shook his head.

"Not from where I'm standing." She met his eyes a little off guard by the complement then looked away quickly.

"Meg. My name is Meg." She felt a little at ease. "Well that's what they call me."

"Well Meg, how about we get out of this cold and to some place warm?" He placed his arm around her shoulders and moved her from the wall.

"O-okay." She just followed him. She kept herself calm on the drive over. Meg felt like running when she walked into the house, it was dark and dirty and well just plain creepy, she slipped the jacket off her shoulders, but stopped and put it back on again as the air was just as cold as outside. "Don't… Don't you have a heater?" She asked rubbing her hands together, but she jumped as arms wrapped around her and a mouth next to her ear blowing hot breath on her cheek.

"The bed is warm." She suppressed a shudder and the bile that buried the back of her throat, and she felt herself being pulled towards the stairs.

"Hey tiger got a drink?" He stopped and looked at her, she winked at him playfully. "Something strong to help warm that bed." He smirked.

"Sure, I've got Rum." He said as he walked by her and into what she thought was the kitchen.

"Great." She called back, anything to help get this over with. 'One hour, just one hour, get paid and leave.' The thoughts ran over and over again in her head.

"Here you go." She jumped startled and took the glass that was full and downed it in long gulps and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "Thanks." Her voice strained as she coughed, why did she have a feeling that this was going to be a long night.

The next day, Ryou ate his breakfast with the help of Malik, giggling came from Ryou every now and then, if you looked you could see that Malik was as well, Ryou chatted happily away to Malik who listened. Marik walked out of the room with a smile and flagged down Tucker. "Ryou wants to see Bakura this morning?" Marik said.

"He's still in ICU, nothing has happened through the night and he stabilized just this morning." She walked into the room. "How are you feeling Ryou?" Marik followed her in.

"Good." He smiled "Can I see Kura now?" he pushed his food away.

"In a minute." She checked his vitals and Malik who didn't want to be anywhere near the woman and crawled over to Marik then held out his arms, who picked him up. "Good news Ryou, Bakura woke up for a bit this morning and was asking about you."

"Really?" Ryou beamed, she nodded her head.

"But you have to understand that he's really sick and needs lots of care still." She turned to Marik. "It was for a second he opened his eyes but fell unconscious again."

"Is that normal?" Marik asked as he placed Malik back down on the bed, who thought it was safe to sit by Ryou, now that the woman had moved far enough away without her doing stuff to him.

Before Tucker could answer him. "I know." Ryou got to his knees. "I'll take him some ice cream and he'll be better, Jimmy the rat said it's what makes everyone better." He clapped his hands together; Marik raised an eyebrow at the name and hopefully put it down to a persons name and not a real rat.

"Wish that was the cure to most of the people here." She sighed placing a penlight in her pocket. "How are you doing Malik?" She smiled.

Malik frowned at her and ducked behind Ryou to hide from her. "Oh no." Ryou shook his head his white hair fell about his face and said. "Malik doesn't talk his talking is broken." She laughed.

"I see, still broken well I guess maybe these lollypops might help it along." She pulled them out and held them out.

Ryou's eye lit up as he crawled towards her on the bed, eyes on the sweets. "We could try, but more." Ryou took a beep breath. "More later on might help him." He reached out for them Tucker handed them over, and Ryou gave one to Malik.

"Is it helping?" Marik asked Malik who just smiled at him.

"See we need more and one for Kura too." Ryou held up his hand.

"Alright one for Bakura." She handed another one over. Marik turned to Ryou and said. "I'll take you to see your brother now." Ryou's eyes lit up.

"Really." He crawled over, Marik placed a dressing grown over Ryou and helped him into it. He pulled Malik off the bed and placed him on his feet, Ryou instantly took his hand, Marik held open the door and the two children walked out hand in hand.

They walked the hallways, Ryou started to have a little trouble walking after a few hallways, Marik picked him up but Malik pulled on the leg of Marik's pants, and held out his arms as well brow furrowed. Marik picked him up with his free arm.

This wasn't going to be easy, he walked the rest of the way carrying them, the glass doors slid open and Marik placed them both down, Ryou ran in and located his brother and ran to the bed, jumping up and down, Marik picked him up and placed him on the chair. "He…he's still sleeping." Ryou said sadly.

"Remember what the doctor said Ryou." Marik patted him on the head. Bakura laid in the bed his arm in a sling and a bandage that covered his shoulder and his whole arm, and the light blankets sat over his waist where a bandage was wrapped around his torso up just under his chest, and wires ran from his chest and hand. Ryou climbed onto the bed and sat at his side, Ryou placed the lollypop on the pillow next to his brothers head.

"But when's he going to wake up?" Ryou sighed.

"I'm not sure." Marik said.

"Kura's still hurt." Ryou said wide-eyed leaning over, and gently placed his head on Bakura's good arm. "Who's going to look after me?"

"Well until he's better, how would you like to come and stay with Malik and me?" Marik suggested he just couldn't let Ryou go to an orphanage on his own, he was like Malik in so many ways. Malik moved about in his arms waiting to get to the bed, but Marik didn't let him go.

"I think" Ryou said. "That it will be okay." he looked up with only his eyes, Marik noticed his eyes like Malik's seemed to take up his whole face, Marik nodded his head, but he didn't have the room and would have to work something out, if all three were going to live with him.

"Mr. Ishtar he needs his rest now." Tucker walked in.

"Right." Marik turned to the bed. "Come on, we have to go now." He picked up Malik who gave a small wave to the sleeping Bakura as he was placed down on the floor.

"Can I stay one minute." Ryou smiled holding up about three fingers, Tucker nodded and walked out.

"I'll be over here." Marik walked out the doors and into the hallway holding Malik's hand.

Ryou rested his head on Bakura's shoulder and played with a piece of white hair. "He's so nice Kura." Ryou looked up at the mask that would fog up then go clear with every breath. "Malik too, Marik said I can stay with him for a little bit, is that okay?" Ryou watched him for a minute. "He said I can come back to see you every day."

"Ryou?" He looked over his shoulder at the doctor. "Okay." He nodded his head, turning back to his brother.

"You rest now I'll come back." Ryou kissed him on the cheek, climbing down off the bed.

The next day Marik had phoned a few people, and Ryou was walking out of the hospital with him and Malik under his care, to say that he had a hard time would be an understatement of the year. Soon they arrived at Marik's house, but upon stopping the car and getting out, he noticed his sister's car out the front, he helped the boys out.

He opened the door placing both Malik and Ryou down inside and shut the door behind them helping them out of their jackets then his own. "I'm home!" He called out and walked into the kitchen.

"About time you got here." Isis said from the counter. She stopped looking down going to say hi to Malik but found another little boy there also. "And who do we have here?" She walked up, Malik smiled and held out his arms for her, she giggled and picked him up. "Hi Malik." The boy smiled with a small wave. "But who's your friend?" she knelt down.

"I'm Ryou." He hid behind Marik's leg.

"Well Ryou I'm Isis and I'm pleased to meet you." She said then looking up at Marik as she stood up placing Malik down on his feet.

"Malik why don't you go and pick Ryou a room." Malik nodded going for Ryou's hand and leading him out of the kitchen. "So what's his story?" she asked going back to the counter.

"Not sure." Marik shrugged she gave him a look. "But I'm going to find out on all three of them."

"Three?" She let her hands fall to the granite top of the counter the knife in her hand clicked as she did and she spat out a bunch of words in Arabic before she glared at him.

"How many are you going to take in Marik?"

"As many as I see fit." He narrowed his eyes at her.

"You can't save the world, and who knows what problems these boys have? Malik doesn't talk as it is." she pointed to the open doorway.

"All the more reason to help them out don't you think?" he growled as he walked by her and to the cupboard opening it up and pulled out a mug.

"Marik."

"Don't Malik and Ryou deserve a second chance from the shitty life that they might have had?" Marik looked over his shoulder at her.

"I'm not saying that what your doing is wrong Marik." She sighed.

"Then what are you saying, so what that I have taken pity on them, Malik and Ryou are better off with me than anywhere else in this world."

"And they are, but your single Marik how are you going to work and take care of two little boys?" Marik gave her a look she knew all to well. "Oh no Marik, I looked after you when you where younger and you were a down right little shit, I'm not ready for this."

"All I'm asking is a few hours every few days, just entertain them." She sighed and threw her hands up in the air. "Fine but you owe me." She pointed the knife at him, he gave her a smirk and a wink and left the room, she spat out more curses and Marik heard the sound of the knife hitting the chopping board a few times, he chuckled his sister did always have a temper but her intensions where always good.

Marik ran up the stairs and into Malik's room to find them both sitting on the floor in a mess of toys, both boys looked up and smiled, He walked in and sat down. "So did you find a room you like Ryou." The boy nodded his head, but didn't say anything. "Well which one?"

"Oh this one." Ryou smiled.

"You like Malik's room?" Ryou nodded his head.

"I would like this to be my room." He giggled.

"Right," Marik thought for a minute. "You know Ryou, I would take you shopping and you could pick out the things that you like for your own room." Ryou tilted his head to the side.

"Anything I like, but I like this room." Ryou pouted, and Marik rubbed the back of his neck as he looked around. "Well I guess that we could fit another bed in here, if that's what you really want." Ryou nodded his head as Malik once again giggled soundlessly, which Marik was starting to get used to.

"Alright, I have a little work to do, you two play nice." Marik got up and ruffled Ryou and Malik's hair before leaving. He walked back downstairs into the living and to his computer.

It wasn't long when Isis called them all to dinner, and soon afterward had them in the bath. Marik stopped in the hallway when Malik and Ryou walked out dressed and clean ready for bed, they both ran up to him then jumped up and down to be picked up. "Time for bed is it?" He looked at them both on one arm each, and he was thankful that they didn't weight that much. But Isis walked out as if she had been the one that had the bath, her clothes were wet and her hair.

"Next time you bath them." She walked by with a towel in her hands drying off. Marik raised an eyebrow.

"Do I dare look at my bathroom?" He asked them.

"No, no!" Ryou giggled and Malik shook his head.

"What happened to Isis?" Ryou giggled even more as well as Malik who had both hands over his mouth.

"She wanted one too, so we helped."

"Really, but you know she was clean to begin with, right?" Marik carried them into Malik's room.

"Oh no, she had stuff on her face." Ryou pointed to his eyes, and lips.

"That would be makeup." He placed them on the bed.

"It was icky." Ryou wrinkled his nose. "So I cleaned it off." Marik shook his head and lent down.

"You know it takes her two and a half hours in the morning to put that stuff on?" Ryou looked confused.

"It's twenty minutes Marik and you know it." Isis huffed at him and pushed him aside. "Get Ryou's bed ready." Marik mumbled as he did, and Isis read them a story, Ryou finding the pirate story far to scary and hid his face on Malik's shoulder, Malik sat and listened to every word, by the time she got to the fifth chapter both of them were asleep. Marik walked over and picked Ryou up and placed him in the portable bed and covered him up, with a kiss to his forehead. "Good night Ryou." He brushed the white hair from his face, then turned to Malik and did the same before leaving the room turning off the light and the small moon shaped nightlight glowed. Marik left the door open and walked downstairs.

"After I'm done with work tomorrow, you want to come shopping with us?" Marik asked his sister.

"Yeah I'll be here about eight." She pulled on her jacket.

"Thanks for everything." Marik had followed her outside the snow fell lightly in the windless night.

"It's okay, but you're going to have to learn to look after them by yourself or get a wife."

"Can't you just do it for me?" Marik asked, and she rolled her eyes and wave at him with out looking at him.

"Bye." Marik watched her get into her car and drive off.

Marik put in a few more hours of work, before calling it a night himself, looking in on the boys one last time before he went to bed.

Later that night Marik was fast asleep when a tugging came on his arm or was it the blanket? He turned on the light and found Malik standing there. "Come on." Marik picked him up and placed him on the bed, Malik wriggled about for ten minutes before even breathing and lightly snoring, Marik puffed up his pillow ready to fall back to sleep, god he was tired.

Later "Marik." Came a whisper in the darkness. "Marik, Marik I'm scared." Marik lent up and turned on the light to find Ryou standing there. "Come on." Ryou smiled as he was picked up and placed on the bed and the same as Malik he wriggled about for ten minutes. Marik gave a self suffering groan into the pillow, thinking on why he spent money on beds, when they ended up in his before morning, but soon all three where fast asleep.

TBC

There we go, it's a little hard not to stray from the story plot, but I think this is a little important, but don't worry we'll get to the good stuff real soon, I'll post again soon, I'm working on Mysterious project and have been for a few days now. So R&R.