Chapter 10
Chains of Love
Back in Paris, standing on a bridge that is high above a river with a deadly reputation, Malik smirked and pulled a chained up Marik closer to him. "This is it, handsome. Get ready for the big sleep in the river of no return with a days long journey into eternal night." said Malik as he got ready to throw the musketeer into cold, fast-flowing water below them.
Having to be able to get a closer look at his kidnapper, Marik could feel his heart skip a beat as he gaze upon the good looks of Malik and loving the sound of his voice. "Wow, I must say your voice is music to my ears and your appearance is a masterpiece in my eyes." Marik said with a flirtatious tone of voice. To hear him not being afraid of being thrown off the bridge, Malik looked back at him with confusion.
Leaning closer to his look-alike, Marik began to sing.
Your chains of love
now hold me tight
Your bovine beauty
makes my heart take flight
Keeping his duties in mind and not one to fall for anyone's charms easily, Malik shoved him off and held his shoulders tightly.
You will not change my mind
one smidge
I'm going to drop you screaming
this bridge
Just as he was going to do just that, Marik rolled out of a few loose chains and wrapping them around Malik, making him twirl around and then dipping him down a bit. "Oh Malik, you drive me nuts!"
While hanging there with Marik gazing into his eyes, Malik could hear his shoulder devils sing in his head.
His love's so sweet
His love's so blind
Glancing into Marik's eyes, Malik could feel his heart race.
Poor Mar
You have to kill him
Or he'll change your mind
Poor guy
Then his mood changed so that he is evil as he smirked at the love-struck musketeer.
Say farewell
To that insane poor guy
Farewell
Getting out of the chains, Malik takes out a heavy iron, sets it on the rail of the bridge, wrapping the chains around it instead.
'Cause it's your duty as he'll
Take the plunge
Throwing him off the bridge while dangling on the chains, Marik still did not show any fear of losing his life as he smirked up at Malik.
My look-alike lad,
you charm my soul
You leave me utterly
beyond control
Call me insane,
but one thing's clear
Your melodious voice
is music to my ears
Touched by his words, Malik is overwhelmed with new found love for this insane musketeer.
He's no Don Juan
Holding his tenderly racing heart, Malik smiled down at Marik as he felt giddy inside.
He's not so smart
And yet he's touched
my little ice-cold heart
Pulling the chains up and helping Marik back on the bridge, Malik gazes into his deep lavender eyes and caressing his cheek.
He loves my voice,
my icy gaze
His insane charm
Has set my heart
Ablaze
Leaning closer, the two sandy-blondes share a kiss with Malik holding the still chained up Marik close. Suddenly, they heard a crack and remembered the iron that Malik took out is being so heavy that the bridge is slowly starting to crumble. Also now that he had switched sides, Malik had to tell Marik about Ushio's plan for Yami. "My love, you must make haste. Your friend Yami is danger."
Confused, Marik asked, "What do you mean, Malik-Pretty?"
Blushing at the new nickname, before Malik could answer, the stone railing of the bridge shattered completely from the heavy weight of the iron. Luckily, down in the river, Bakura who had managed to escape from Vivian, Anzu and Rebecca is in a boat, looking for Yami and Marik when he heard screaming from above him. Seeing Marik and Malik falling down toward the cold, fast-flowing river, Bakura successfully caught the two sandy-blondes. With Malik's help, the two quickly unwrap the chains from around Marik and the three settled and calmed down as the iron and chains fluttered down to the river bottom.
Turning toward the sandy-blondes, Bakura said, "There you are, Marik! What is going on here?"
"Malik-Pretty was just about to tell me something about Yami when the bridge crumbled from the weight of that iron."
"Where is he anyway?"
"Ushio took him to the Mont Saint-Michel, a house of torture on the outskirts of Paris." Malik answered, receiving confused expressions from the two musketeers.
"Why would he take him there?" the two asked.
"The Mont Saint-Michel has this reputation; anyone who is in the dungeons of that place ended up being drowned when the tides comes rushing in faster than a herd of horses."
To hear about that place's reputation, Bakura and Marik immediately became worried for their friend. "How long till the tide floods the dungeons?"
"The tides are not rough enough to flow inside. But if we hurry, you two can be able to get there before the dungeon that your friend is in floods."
"Okay, let's hurry and go!" And so, they hurried back to land so that they could get their horses and hurry to the Mont Saint-Michel.
Riding through the city as fast as they could along with Yami's horse, Malik added, "There's one more thing you should know. Ushio had a reason for having me and those girls come after you two; you see, Ushio wants to kidnap the prince so he could become king."
"What?"
"He's been after the throne?"
"Yes. However, the three of you have proven to be a major threat to his plans after he found out that you are capable of protecting the prince. So he assigned me to kill Marik and the girls to get rid of you Bakura, leaving Yami to him."
Furious, Bakura said to Marik, "After we save Yami, the three of us will take Ushio down!"
"Damn right!" And so, the three hurried as fast as they could to the Mont Saint-Michel, hoping they'll get there in time to save Yami.