A/N Hinted at graceshipping. Up to you if anything really did happen. Separation timeline.
The jealous are troublesome to others, but a torment to themselves. ~ William Penn
"Where's Ryou?" Malik hissed, so angry he couldn't even fully open his mouth.
"What do you want with yadonushi now, Malik?" Bakura's said half way between a sigh and a growl. He does not even stop polishing his knives.
"I'm going to kill him. I'm going to tear him apart limb from and limb and then melt the flesh off his bones with acid. Then lit him on fire."
Bakura stopped polishing.
And then snorted.
"Ryou – my Ryou? What could he have possibly done to you?"
Malik's face contorted even more. "Not me, my sister."
Bakura raised an eyebrow, his way of asking Malik to elaborate.
"He's going out with Ishizu."
Bakura, again, snorted.
"No, he's not."
"Yes, he is!"
"Are you contradicting me? Me! You don't think I of all people would know who my reincarnation is dating?" Bakura sneered.
Malik glared. "I can't find him and I can't find Ishizu so obviously that means they're together."
"Brilliant logic, tomb keeper. He's not with her. I would know if he was."
"Oh really Great King of Thieves? Well where do you – you the all knowing – suppose he is now?"
Bakura's eyes narrowed and he opened his mouth to give a clever retort when suddenly it occurred to him that he, in fact, did not know.
Malik smirked as Bakura swore loudly.
"I told you," Malik leered.
Bakura stuffed his knife into his pocket.
"I'm going to slaughter him..."
A/N Hooray, this chapter isn't late! This was actually really fun to write, Malik a protective little brother and Bakura all jealousy. Hopefully you enjoyed reading it!
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