Running

Marik ran at full speed and slammed into the man. He grabbed him and began hitting him. "DON'T YOU EVER TOUCH MY HIKARI AGAIN" he yelled, then threw the man back. The man took off running, yelling that a demon had attacked him. No one would believe an old fool like him anyway. But Marik was glad for the name he was called.

Marik turned to Malik, who was still sitting on the ground. "You were just gonna leave and try to live out here?" Marik asked. Malik looked up at Marik. "I probably could, you wouldn't know, your never around to see how i live" Malik hissed. "So your were just gonna leave and think i wouldn't come looking?" Marik yelled. He was pissed now. "No, i didnt think you would, you never seem to show interest in me whenever i do ANYTHING, so why stay if im not wanted" Malik said getting up and walking away.

Marik chased after Malik. "If you come back, I'll clean, I'll cook , I'll do the laundry, I'll go with you to chat with the fucking pharaoh and his cheerleaders, I'll help with your school work" Marik began, but Malik only cut him off. "NO" Malik hissed and turned in another direction. Marik frantically searched his mind for something else, and the only thing he could come up with was something he really didn't want to do. "I'll dress up ANY way you want when you get home and stay in it until you tell me i can get out of it" he said cringing at the words. Malik stopped and turned to his Yami. "No...you have to be naked, a towel only wrapped around your waist when i come home" Malik said walking up to his Yami. "Na....naked, wh..what if Ishizu co...comes home the sa...same time?" Marik asked. He did not want HER seeing him like that.

"Then she'll just have to deal with it....I'll inform her of this IF your gonna do it" Malik said. Marik thought about it. If he didn't Malik would leave, sure he never really liked his hikari, he was weak, but his weakness made Marik want him even more. He had actually only been pretending not to be interested in Malik, only because Seth had told him it would make Malik want him even more. But instead it only made him leave. He'd have a little "chat" with Seth next time he came around.

"Alright, but no one comes over until i get to put some clothes on" Marik said, hoping Malik would allow that at least. "Alright" Malik said after a few seconds. "Can we go home, and i trust you will be there in the morning?" Marik asked hugging his hikari. He hated hugging, but if it made his hikari stay, he would. After all if something happened to his hikari, he would not exist anymore. "Yes" he heard Malik say in a low voice. Marik picked up Malik and walked home. It seemed to take forever but Marik finally saw their apartment building. //Finally// he thought getting closer.

After getting up the stairs without falling, Marik opened the door and walked in. Taking off shoes with no hands was a little difficult but he managed. He carefully took off Malik's as well. Then headed for their bedroom. Once again he made it up the stairs without falling. Once in the room Marik set Malik on the bed, and covered him. Marik walked around and lied on his side of the bed and went to sleep, glad his hikari had not left him.

-----Malik's dream-------
Malik walked into the apartment after school. "Yami?" he yelled looking for Marik. "Damn it, where is he?" Malik muttered to himself. He walked into the hall that lead the kitchen and dining room. Two hands wrapped around his waist. "Surprise hikari" Marik said in a whisper against Malik's ear. "Why didn't you answer when i called?" Malik asked. "I was waiting right here for you" Marik said and nibbled at Malik's ear. "Yami" Malik said as Marik's hands began to undress him. He got the jacket off first and know was working on unbuttoning Malik's shirt. "What's wrong Hikari? Isn't this what you wanted?" Marik asked as a hand slowly went into Malik's pants and rubbed his aching member. Malik's breath caught in his chest. He had been wanting Marik to touch him like this for so long. "Yes, this is" he said in a low voice. Marik's other hand rubbed and pinched Malik's nipples.

Malik's hips thrust into Marik's hand. "Someone is a little horny?" Marik whispered and bite Malik's ear. Even though Marik was still rough with him, Malik enjoyed the attention he was finally getting from Marik. Marik suddenly grabbed Malik's member and began to move along with Malik's thrust. Malik began to squirm under the touch. Marik pressed his body up against Malik's, so he could feel how hard he was. Then in one quick move Marik pushed Malik up against the wall and continued. "Yami" Malik gasped as he felt his member throb as he come into Marik's hand. He stood there panting, feeling Marik continue to rub his nipples. "I can't wait to do that again" Malik whispered. Marik suddenly got closer, "Just wait until next time" he whispered. Malik inhaled deeply of his Yami but instead of sweat, he smelled bacon.
-----End of dream-----

Malik sat up slowly. His pants were completely wet from ejaculating in his sleep. He got up and changed his clothes. A pair of black cargo pants and a black t-shirt that said-My bartender can beat the shit out of your therapist-. He walked down into the kitchen and saw his Yami was cooking breakfast.