Dolls Eyes
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Yu-Gi-Oh › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
Views:
4,108
Reviews:
89
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Dolls Learning
Allo all! Thank you, all who reviewed and gave me ideas for things o_o And to SilverShadowfire, notice I try and make every
chapter longer than the last? It's beautiful, yes? XD Anyways, onto the fic...
I don't own Yugioh or Dolls.
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A light flickered through the newly named Maliks eyes. "Name saved." Marik yawned softly before deciding he didnt like to
talk to someone who was laying on the floor lifelessly, before leaning over and propping the doll up so it looked like it
was sitting comfortably on the floor. Satisfied, he sat back on his couch and stared at him. "So why were you in a bag and
dropped infront of my door, hm?" Marik questioned, more to himself then Malik and blinked as Malik answered, "I have no
memory as to what happened before I was rebooted."
Marik sighed a bit and stared at the doll thoughtfully. He didn't know what he would do with such a useless thing. If it
wasnt able to move he wouldnt really be able to understand how it worked. Suddenly brought out of his thoughts, he realized
that Malik was naked. And sexy, though doll he be. Deciding he didn't want to get a hard-on at the sight of the doll,
he stood and walked to his room. After pulling a loose black shirt, he returned to Malik and pulled it over his head,
maneuvering the lifeless arms through the arm holes.He was satisfied that his guess had been correct and the shirt was
overly big on the doll, thus concealing things that needed to be concealed quite well.
Malik blinked and his eyes glanced at the shirt before looking up at Marik. "Thank you, Master." Marik sighed softly and
stood back, stretching. "It's more for my sake than yours." He replied, not used to having people say 'thank you' to him.
Malik blinked then gazed at the floor. "I am sorry for any inconvenience, Master."
Marik stared at him before sighing and running his fingers through his hair again. "Are you sure you don't remember anything?"
He asked, "Not a thing, Master..I am sorry I could not be of more use to you." Malik replied, turning his gaze to the floor
in an ashamed manner.Marik growled softly then stood up, walking into his bedroom. Malik blinked and watched him curiously,
wanting to see what his new Master was doing. Marik was changing from his baggy clothes into tight black leather pants and
a dark purple shirt that was made of tighter material. He came out and made a sandwich and ate it as he walked around the
apartment, forgetting about the doll as it watched him quietly.
"Where are you going, Master?" Malik asked. Marik glanced at him as he was looking for something then returned to his search.
"I have to go to work. I'm a bartender." He replied. "Bartender.." Malik blinked as that was recorded into his memory then
went back to watching him quietly. Marik found what he was looking for, his wallet, then walked over to Malik. "I'm leaving
now to go to work. I'll be back by 1 AM." Malik blinked in understanding. "Understood. Shall I go into sleep mode while you
are away?" Marik nodded then watched as the beautiful eyes of his doll dimmed before they closed, making him look like he
was sleeping.
He was beautiful. Marik would admit that, but he wouldnt admit that to anyone else. Reaching down, he gently stroked the
dolls cheek, amazed by the softness before suddenly drawing his hand back as if he was burned. He didnt have time for this,
he needed to get to work. Growling a bit and scolding himself, he pulled on his shoes and left quickly.
Nothing interesting really happened at the bar and he found himself craving the Dolls company more then these drunk idiotic
scum bags. He had been hit on 37 times this night, a new record, and he wasnt exactly happy about it. Partly due to the
fact that most beautiful people tend to stay away from bars like this.He snickered to himself a bit as some ugly skank fell
down because of her excessively long heels. Yep. Just another night here in hell. He sighed, bored now and fixed another
customer a drink.
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Marik opened the door to his apartment tiredly before walking in and closing it, locking the door behind him. Sighing, he
walked into his apartment tiredly before he met beautiful eyes when he glanced up. "Welcome home, Master."Malik said.
Marik blinked. He wasnt used to that. At all. Nodding, he walked into the kitchen then opened the fridge, getting himself a
beer before he returned to the living room, sitting next to Malik. Malik watched him, eyeing the drink in mild curiousity.
"How was work?" Marik snickered softly before opening his beer and taking a sip of it. "Boring and uneventful, as usual."
He replied, slowly closing his eyes. Malik blinked then seemed to shrug a bit as he dropped it. "Master, how old are you?"
Marik arched an eyebrow slightly, not used to being asked that either. "20." Malik blinked as that was recorded. He had
woken up quite a bit ago to observe his surroundings, as was trying to learn as much as he could to please his new Master.
It was the way he had been programmed.
Marik yawned suddenly then downed the rest of the beer. "I'm going to bed. I have classes tomorrow." He set the can on the
table and stood up, stretching. Malik watched him. "Master...May I make a request?" Marik tilted his head a bit then nodded.
"Can I watch television while you sleep? I want to learn new things." Marik blinked at the slightly odd request but nodded
and turned on the tv, turning it to a nature documentry. Maliks eyes widened slightly in delight and he seemed to snuggle
down into the couch a bit. "Thank you, Master." Marik nodded and began walking to his room. "No problem.." Malik blinked
as his programming remembered something. "Master..?" Marik sighed and turned to him. "Yes?" Malik seemed to smile a bit.
"Goodnight. Pleasant Dreams." Marik blinked again as...He hadnt been told that his entire life. Not even with his parents.
He nodded a good night to the doll, ignoring it as his heart skipped a beat then walked into his room, closing and locking
the door behind him. He sighed then prepared for bed, slipping under the covers and closing his eyes, letting sleep overtake
him at last.
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Aha! I did it. Honestly, I started this on Sunday, but I lost my will to finish the chapter and left it alone. Sorry this
was my longest time to update everyone XD
chapter longer than the last? It's beautiful, yes? XD Anyways, onto the fic...
I don't own Yugioh or Dolls.
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A light flickered through the newly named Maliks eyes. "Name saved." Marik yawned softly before deciding he didnt like to
talk to someone who was laying on the floor lifelessly, before leaning over and propping the doll up so it looked like it
was sitting comfortably on the floor. Satisfied, he sat back on his couch and stared at him. "So why were you in a bag and
dropped infront of my door, hm?" Marik questioned, more to himself then Malik and blinked as Malik answered, "I have no
memory as to what happened before I was rebooted."
Marik sighed a bit and stared at the doll thoughtfully. He didn't know what he would do with such a useless thing. If it
wasnt able to move he wouldnt really be able to understand how it worked. Suddenly brought out of his thoughts, he realized
that Malik was naked. And sexy, though doll he be. Deciding he didn't want to get a hard-on at the sight of the doll,
he stood and walked to his room. After pulling a loose black shirt, he returned to Malik and pulled it over his head,
maneuvering the lifeless arms through the arm holes.He was satisfied that his guess had been correct and the shirt was
overly big on the doll, thus concealing things that needed to be concealed quite well.
Malik blinked and his eyes glanced at the shirt before looking up at Marik. "Thank you, Master." Marik sighed softly and
stood back, stretching. "It's more for my sake than yours." He replied, not used to having people say 'thank you' to him.
Malik blinked then gazed at the floor. "I am sorry for any inconvenience, Master."
Marik stared at him before sighing and running his fingers through his hair again. "Are you sure you don't remember anything?"
He asked, "Not a thing, Master..I am sorry I could not be of more use to you." Malik replied, turning his gaze to the floor
in an ashamed manner.Marik growled softly then stood up, walking into his bedroom. Malik blinked and watched him curiously,
wanting to see what his new Master was doing. Marik was changing from his baggy clothes into tight black leather pants and
a dark purple shirt that was made of tighter material. He came out and made a sandwich and ate it as he walked around the
apartment, forgetting about the doll as it watched him quietly.
"Where are you going, Master?" Malik asked. Marik glanced at him as he was looking for something then returned to his search.
"I have to go to work. I'm a bartender." He replied. "Bartender.." Malik blinked as that was recorded into his memory then
went back to watching him quietly. Marik found what he was looking for, his wallet, then walked over to Malik. "I'm leaving
now to go to work. I'll be back by 1 AM." Malik blinked in understanding. "Understood. Shall I go into sleep mode while you
are away?" Marik nodded then watched as the beautiful eyes of his doll dimmed before they closed, making him look like he
was sleeping.
He was beautiful. Marik would admit that, but he wouldnt admit that to anyone else. Reaching down, he gently stroked the
dolls cheek, amazed by the softness before suddenly drawing his hand back as if he was burned. He didnt have time for this,
he needed to get to work. Growling a bit and scolding himself, he pulled on his shoes and left quickly.
Nothing interesting really happened at the bar and he found himself craving the Dolls company more then these drunk idiotic
scum bags. He had been hit on 37 times this night, a new record, and he wasnt exactly happy about it. Partly due to the
fact that most beautiful people tend to stay away from bars like this.He snickered to himself a bit as some ugly skank fell
down because of her excessively long heels. Yep. Just another night here in hell. He sighed, bored now and fixed another
customer a drink.
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Marik opened the door to his apartment tiredly before walking in and closing it, locking the door behind him. Sighing, he
walked into his apartment tiredly before he met beautiful eyes when he glanced up. "Welcome home, Master."Malik said.
Marik blinked. He wasnt used to that. At all. Nodding, he walked into the kitchen then opened the fridge, getting himself a
beer before he returned to the living room, sitting next to Malik. Malik watched him, eyeing the drink in mild curiousity.
"How was work?" Marik snickered softly before opening his beer and taking a sip of it. "Boring and uneventful, as usual."
He replied, slowly closing his eyes. Malik blinked then seemed to shrug a bit as he dropped it. "Master, how old are you?"
Marik arched an eyebrow slightly, not used to being asked that either. "20." Malik blinked as that was recorded. He had
woken up quite a bit ago to observe his surroundings, as was trying to learn as much as he could to please his new Master.
It was the way he had been programmed.
Marik yawned suddenly then downed the rest of the beer. "I'm going to bed. I have classes tomorrow." He set the can on the
table and stood up, stretching. Malik watched him. "Master...May I make a request?" Marik tilted his head a bit then nodded.
"Can I watch television while you sleep? I want to learn new things." Marik blinked at the slightly odd request but nodded
and turned on the tv, turning it to a nature documentry. Maliks eyes widened slightly in delight and he seemed to snuggle
down into the couch a bit. "Thank you, Master." Marik nodded and began walking to his room. "No problem.." Malik blinked
as his programming remembered something. "Master..?" Marik sighed and turned to him. "Yes?" Malik seemed to smile a bit.
"Goodnight. Pleasant Dreams." Marik blinked again as...He hadnt been told that his entire life. Not even with his parents.
He nodded a good night to the doll, ignoring it as his heart skipped a beat then walked into his room, closing and locking
the door behind him. He sighed then prepared for bed, slipping under the covers and closing his eyes, letting sleep overtake
him at last.
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Aha! I did it. Honestly, I started this on Sunday, but I lost my will to finish the chapter and left it alone. Sorry this
was my longest time to update everyone XD