Bitch

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Chapter Two : Explanations and Unlocking


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Marik came into the game shop.

"PHARAOH!!" He screamed, making sure Malik was held firmly in his arms.

Malik was really confused now.

Why was Master Marik acting like this?

He needed his Master to command him.

He didn't know what behaivors were acceptable or not!

Malik watched as the pharaoh, his light, the tomb raider, his light and the high priest raced out.

"Marik?"

"Last night...Malik asked a question of me...something happened...I don't remember what i did! But Malik..." He gave a slight sob, being grabbed lightly by the shoulder and being led into the living room.

"Set him on the couch Marik."

Marik nodded at Seto's words.

Malik's eyes widened as Marik stepped away.

Had he done something wrong? Was Master giving him away?

He whimpered and pressed back into the couch, wrenching his eyes shut as Seto gently prodded his shoulder looking for wounds.

Seto's hand moved lower, intent on seeing if there had been any sexual damage.

But if Seto touched him there, he would own him.

He would belong to Seto.

Marik didn't know this, but the Other Marik did.

Marik gasped slightly as he found himself in his soul room.

Malik sobbed to himself as Seto's hand moved closer to his hidden spot, where none other than where his Master had been.

Seto and the others stopped as a deathly murderous voice lilted through the living room.

"Move your hand lower and see if you keep it."

Malik's eyes shot open and he cried out in happiness.

His Master was back.

The Other scowled. His other half (A/N : He's talking about Marik when he says this) was a fool. He had spent all that time preparing his hikari for him, as a present for releasing him (however unintentional). All the fool had to do was bed his hikari, and he would be owned.

"Step away from him."

Seto did so, The Other nodded once it was done.

He walked up to the hikari and leaned down, staring deep into Malik's eyes.

Good.

He was still broken.

He pulled himself back up to his full height.

"Go to the bathroom. Take a shower, a quick one. Clean yourself throughly, inside and out. Once your done, dry yourself off, and wait in the guest room. Don't bother redressing. Understood?" Malik jumped up, nodded, bowed and ran off to do so.

The Other held a hand up to keep everyone quiet until he heard the shower starting. He lowered his hand.

"Talk."

Yugi stepped forward slowly. "Who are you?"

The Other bowed to the smaller.

"I am Namu. Marik's darker half. Just like Yami and Bakura hold Atemu and Akefia, their own dark half."

Everyone's eyes widened at this.

Yugi spoke up again. becoming the unofficial spokesperson for the group.

"Well, then can you unlock Atemu and Akefia? And can you take on your body?"

"Once Akefia and Atemu are free I can. And yes they can be released, with Yami and Bakura's help."

"Once you do, will you explain what you did to Malik?"

"If you so desire it, little one."

Yugi nodded once, stepping back. Yami and Bakura stepped forward hesitantly, willing to do so.

Namu held out a hand. "Both of you hold on to my hand, and remain quiet. I will do the spell. When I pull you torwards myself, feel free to scream."

Namu began to chant once they grabbed a hold of his hand. A second later, Marik pulled them to his body and they both started screaming.

There was a large purple flash and an a small explosion of smoke. Once it died down, Marik, Bakura and Yami were laying, panting on the couch and Namu was standing with a tanned-looking Bakura aand a tanned-looking Yami. The Bakura look-alike's hair was more spiky than Bakura's and he had a long scar crossed over with two parrallel scars underneath his right-eye.

What was most surprising, however, was that Namu had Atemu pushed up against the wall, making out with the other furiously.

They heard a groan and turned. Seto was laying on the ground, and a taller look alike was standing over him.

Akefia smiled. “Priest!” He said in a gravlely voice.

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