Love Lies

Hate and Discord

Joey stretched his arms above his head and yawned as he flipped through the channels on the
television in Mokuba’s hospital room. Quite some time had passed since Seto had left, and
Mokuba still fast asleep because of the sedative. There was nothing of interest to Joey on the
television, and he was starting to feel the pangs of hunger shooting through his stomach. He
looked over his shoulder back at Mokuba and got up out of his comfy blue chair.

“I’ll be back in a few minutes, squirt. Don’t go nowhere.” Joey chuckled. He didn’t actually
expect a response from Mokuba, but out of habit Joey felt the need to tell him where he was
going.

Joey casually walked out of the room and headed for the reception desk.

A younger woman was typing something up on a computer at lightning speed.

“Hey sweetheart, can you tell me where the cafeteria is?”

The receptionist jumped as though he’d startled her. She quickly minimized the screen on her
computer and turn around.

Joey covered his mouth with his hand to hide his big grin.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to freak you out.”

The pretty receptionist giggled as she looked up at Joey.

“It’s okay, I was just writing a review for a story one of my friends posted online. My boss would
kill me if he knew!”

Joey glanced at her name tag and winked.

“Well Jenny, I promise your secret will be safe with me. Can you tell me where the cafeteria is?
I’m starving!”

The receptionist smiled brightly and pointed at the elevator.

“First floor, take a left when you get out of the elevator. There’s signs down there that’ll lead
you right to it.”

Joey nodded his head and grinned.

“Thanks Jenny, you can go back to reading now.”

The receptionist giggled again as he turned back to her computer.

“No prob”

Joey stepped into the elevator and rode it down to the first floor. He stepped out once the doors
opened and was surprised to find Yugi and Ryou walking passed. Joey bit his lip. Seeing Yugi
again sent a surge of pain through his heart.

“Ryou? Yugi? What are you guys doin’ here?”

Ryou and Yugi stopped and turned around. Ryou smiled brightly at Joey, but Yugi stared down
at his shoes silently.

“Hello Joey, we’re here because Isis went into early labor. Why are you here?” Ryou smiled.

Joey ran his fingers through his hair and sighed.

“I’m staying with Mokuba while Kaiba is out searching for the fuckhead that hurt his brother.”

Ryou nodded his head.

“That’s very kind of you, Joey. We’re heading to the cafeteria to grab a bite to eat, care to join
us?”

Joey’s stomach growled loudly. Ryou chuckled as he tugged on Joey’s shirt sleeve.

“I think that answers my question. Come on Joey, the vending machines are calling our names!”
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Seto glared as he approached a very posh townhouse. He looked down at his hands and realized
they were shaking. His heart was beating so loud that he thought it was going to jump out of his
chest. He had just walked six blocks and didn’t even realize it. Time seemed to stand still as he
walked up to fancy French doors and rang the door bell.

A man dressed in a fancy Gucci suit and sunglasses opened the door.

“Mr. Kaiba?” he ask with shock in his voice.

Seto grabbed the man by his shirt collar and violently threw him against the wall.

“Out of my way Croquet! I need to have a little word with your boss.”

Croquet fell to the floor unconscious. Seto stepped over his limp body and stepped into the
elevator. He pressed the button that lead to the penthouse and waited while the elevator took him
up.

Once he’d reached the top floor, the doors opened. Seto stepped out and came face to face with
firey topaz eyes.

“Kaiba-boy! To what do I owe this unexpected little visit? Looking for a little fun?”

Seto clenched his fists and glowered at the older silver haired man.

“Pegasus! I’m not here to play any of your damn games! I want answers!”

Pegasus laughed as he turned his back and started to walk away.

“Perhaps you should ask a question before you demand an answer, Kaiba-boy.”

Seto took a deep breath and glared at Pegasus.

“Look at me when I’m talking to you! I’m sick of your games! You’ve went to far this time,
Pegasus! Raping my brother was NOT part of our deal!”

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Malik could feel Marik’s icy glare shoot through every inch of his body. He shivered from the
cold of Marik’s soul room. Malik sensed Marik was not in a very pleasant mood. There was no
turning back though, Malik knew this was something he had to do, no matter how difficult it
was. He gathered up all his courage and leered back at him yami.

“Just who the fuck do you think you are!” he spat furiously.

Marik didn’t seemed phased at all by Malik’s outburst. He leaned back against the wall with his
arms crossed, laughing sarcastically.

“You have some nerve coming in here and talking to your superior like that.”

Malik lowered his eyes and glared at Marik with disdain.

“Blah, blah, blah........Superior MY ASS. I didn’t come here to discuss who’s better, I just want
to know what happened last night.”

The sides of Marik’s mouth curled up into a demonic grin. He uncrossed his arms and let them
hang loosely at his sides. He stalked up to Malik and looked him eye to eye.

“I don’t see why it’s important.......hikari.” Marik’s last word left his mouth venomously. He
crossed his arms again waiting for Malik’s comeback.

Malik grunted as he shifted his weight from one foot the other.

“Why? What are you trying to hide.........yami.”

Marik shrugged his shoulders. He put on his best “innocent” face, but his true wicked
personality, as usual, slipped through. He never could pull off looking sweet and kind, it was just
not possible for him.

Malik hated how smug his darker half was, but at the same time he admired him. Marik was
cocky, there was no denying that. He had a comment for everything, and he always got the last
word in. He could even get the last word in without saying anything: his malevolent eyes and
smug grin were enough to silently state his point. Malik’s heart began to race as he and Marik
squared off. He could feel his yami’s rage burning throughout his body.

Malik knew he couldn’t allow himself to back off though. He’d had enough of Marik’s toying
around with his life. Malik clenched his fists tightly; so tight that his knuckles were turning
white.

“What are you afraid of, huh? Are you scared I’ll tell the pharaoh to get rid of you again?”

Marik’s eyes burned with rage. He grunted sarcastically as he glared at Marik with pure evil.

“The pharaoh isn’t as powerful as you think. He can’t control me. It was you who brought me
back, Malik.”

Malik bit down on his bottom lip and stumbled backwards. He stared at Marik in disbelief.

“No! That’s a lie!”

Marik laughed evilly as he reached out and roughly grabbed a fist full of Malik’s creamy blonde
hair. He yanked Malik’s face close to his: so close that their noses were touching.

Malik gasp from the sudden shock of being grabbed violently.

“Is that so, hikari? Do you honestly believe I want to be your yami? HA! Look at you! You’re
weak! You’re lacking in every aspect of character! You bore the living hell out of me! If I could
take permanent control of you I would!”

Malik wanted to haul off and pop Marik in the face, but he held back his rage. His hands began
to shake from all the adrenaline coursing through his body.

Marik’s eyes glowed with an anger so intense that Malik was rendered speechless. He tried to
speak, but nothing came out.

Marik grinned with satisfaction as he hikari stiffened up in fear.

“HA! You mean NOTHING to me, weakling! Get out of my face!”

Marik violently threw Malik back through the door of his soul room, breaking the hinges that
held the door to the wall. Malik cried out in pain as he was forcefully thrown into the hard wood
door. He landed with a resounding thud in the hall that separated their soul rooms.

“Owe.........fuck.” he moaned in agony.

Marik stood in the doorway wearing a malicious evil grin.

“Awe....did that hurt?” he laughed.

Malik’s body was pulsing with sheer pain. He didn’t want to move, but his strong will drove him
to get to his feet again. He very slowly stood up and faced off with Marik. Neither one said a
word as they exchanged glares. The silence was broken, yet nothing was said for an uneasy
minute.

“I’m not leaving until I have an answer. I demand an answer as to where you went last night!”

Marik was visibly surprised at Malik’s persistence. Even after being thrown through a door, he
still bravely stood his ground. Marik’s eyes filled with confusion. Was Malik stronger than he
thought?

“Malik......you.....you’re.....standing. By all rights you should be twitching in a pool of blood on
the floor! Are you a glutton for punishment?”

Malik shook his head adamantly.

“Fuck you, Marik! Being stuck with you for the rest of my life is punishment enough! I hate you
as much as you hate me!”

Marik stepped back and turned away.

“Go before I end up doing something I regret.” he scoffed.

Something in his voice was different. His tone was wary, but not in a vindictive way.

Malik took a deep breath.

“I wish you would just stop being an ass for a day and listen to me for once.”

Marik slowly turned his head and looked over his shoulder at Malik. He wore a blank stare as he
connected with Malik’s eyes.

“I never said I hate you, Malik.”

Malik rolled his eyes and leaned back against the doorframe.

“Whatever” he hissed.

Marik turned around and lifted Malik’s chin with his finger. He stared at Malik for a minute
before speaking. Malik stared back with equal intensity. Something in Marik’s eyes was very
different. He didn’t look as evil as he did only a few minutes ago. Malik couldn’t quite make out
what Marik feeling though, Marik had blocked him out completely as usual.

Marik reached up and brushed his hand over Malik’s cheek. His expression softened just
slightly.

“I don’t hate you Malik.”

Malik wanted to burst out laughing, but he know it probably wasn’t a very good time for that.

Instead, he decided to take a more laid back approach with Marik.

“Than what do you feel for me.....honestly?”

Marik stepped back and stared down at his shoes.

“I don’t know. But I do know that I don’t hate you.”

Malik’s eyes shot open as he felt Marik open their mind link for a split second. A tidal wave of
strong emotions flooded Malik’s head. He couldn’t quite make out everything Marik was
feeling, but one feeling came through extremely strong. Malik’s bottom lip began to tremble as
he realized something that blew his mind.

“Marik.......you.......love me?”

Malik’s voice cracked as he spoke. He was overwhelmed by this new revelation.

Marik’s eye twitched at the mention of the word “love.” Love was not the kind of word
somebody created out of hate liked to hear.

“Believe what you want.” he stated with discord.

Malik, still overwhelmed with shock took a few steps closer to Marik and put his hand on his
shoulder.

“If you don’t love me, than prove it.”

Marik turned to Malik and wrapped his fingers around Malik’s biceps.

“I have a better idea hikari, lay down.”

Marik pointed to a tattered blanket on the floor. Malik obeyed to his yami’s instructions, though
very curious as to what he was going to do.

Marik slowly lowered himself to his knees and licked his lips. He brought his lips against the

cool tanned skin Malik’s white tank top left exposed. He could feel every breath Malik’s took as
he began to kiss the soft flesh. Marik brought his hands up and gripped tightly onto Malik’s
slender hips. Marik began to lick and kiss his way down Malik’s stomach. Malik tasted so good
that he couldn’t get enough of him.

To his displeasure, he was met with an obstacle as he made his way down.

He growled as he clamped his teeth around the button of Malik tight black jeans. With one quick
jerk, he ripped the button right off. He quickly grabbed the zipper with his teeth and drew it
downward.

Malik moaned in pleasure and Marik practically swallowed his manhood whole. He reached
over and squeezed two fists full of his yami’s spiky blonde hair.

“I ....didn’t...expect this....yami...” he whimpered as Marik swirled his wet tongue around the tip
of his arousal.

Marik dug his fingers into Malik’s hips and proceeded to bring Malik to full arousal. Marik
quickly pulled his warm mouth away before Malik could release his seed.

“Gods......no.......don’t stop....” Malik whimpered as his hips bucked up into thin air looking for
Marik’s mouth.

Marik smiled as he removed Malik’s jeans the rest of the way. He tossed the garment aside and
cover Malik’s writhing body with his own.

“I don’t plan on stopping anytime soon.” He purred into Malik’s ear.

He began to feather his hikari’s sensitive neck with tantalizing light kisses. Malik tilted his head
to the side to allow his yami more access. Both of them began to rhythmically grind their hips
against one another as their temperatures began to rise. Marik’s hands explored the skin
underneath Malik’s shirt.

“This is getting in my way.” Marik growled as he retracted his hand. He sat up and grabbed the
Millennium Rod from his belt loop. He grinned evilly as he unscrewed the handle, revealing a
shiny gold dagger.

He slipped the dagger underneath Malik’s shirt and quickly jerked it up violently.

The front of Malik’s shirt easily tore open, revealing his well defined chest.

“That’s more like it.” Marik grinned as he leaned over and nipped at Malik’s

right nipple.

Malik’s entire body felt like it was on fire. Marik’s touch was sending ripples of exhilaration
coursing through every fiber of his being.

Marik set the Millennium Rod aside as he sat up again. He pulled his black shirt off and tossed it
aside. Malik reached up and brushed his fingertips down his yami’s taut, well defined chest.

Marik quickly rid himself of his jeans and positioned himself between Malik’s legs.

Marik ran his hand over Malik’s erection and smirked.

“You might say you hate me, but you’re body is telling me otherwise.”

Malik clenched his eyes shut and gripped on to Marik’s muscular biceps.

“I lied....fuck me yami..please.I need to feel you...in me.....” he begged.

Marik didn’t waste another second. He slammed himself forcefully into Malik’s tight passage.

Malik screamed out in pain as Marik’s girth ripped him open. Torrents of Malik’s blood began
to ooze between them. Marik momentarily hesitated as he realized he may have been a little bit
too rough. He reached over and took Malik’s by his wrists. They locked eyes as Marik gently
kissed Malik’s knuckles.

“It’ll only hurt for a little while, I promise it’ll be over soon.”

Malik clenched his eyes shut nodded his head.

Marik slowly began to move in and out of Malik’s body, causing the hikari to moan in pleasure
and pain. Marik clenched his eyes shut. Malik’s body squeezed around his manhood so tightly
that he couldn’t get enough. Without realizing it, he began to slam himself deeper into Malik’s
blood soaked canal.

“Oh fuck yeah..that’s the spot yami..HARDER!” Malik yelled suddenly.

Marik’s eyes shot open in surprise. He wasn’t expecting that kind of response!

He wasn’t going to ignore a request like that, so he began to slam into Malik even harder and
faster.

Malik and Marik both grunted like stuck pigs as their bodies banged together violently.

He grabbed a hold of Malik’s arousal and began to stoke it as he thrust into him.

Malik was pulling his own hair and thrusting up into Marik with lascivious need.

“Oh gods Marik....gonna....AHH!”

Malik shook violently with his release. His body clamped tightly around Marik’s arousal. Marik
couldn’t hold back any longer. His body shuddered as he released his seed into his hikari.

Marik screamed Malik’s name as he thrust the last few drops of his release into Malik’s
shivering body. They both laid still for a few moments before Marik rolled off of his light.

“Wow” Marik panted as he sat up.

Malik chuckled and he remained still.

“Fuck yeah....If that’s how you show hate Marik......feel free to “hate” me more often.”

Marik cocked his head and smiled. He never expected Malik to actually enjoy rough sex.

Malik very slowly got to his feet and gathered up his clothes.

Without saying anything more to Marik, he headed for the exit.

Marik couldn’t understand why, but he felt compelled to stop him from leaving.

“Malik! Wait!”

Malik stopped and stood with his back to Marik.

“What?”

Marik quickly sided up to his hikari.

“Malik.....I,uh.....enjoyed that....would you still like an answer as to why you woke up across
town?”

Malik nodded his head.

“Yes.”

Marik took a deep breath and looked Malik straight in the eyes.

“I went to Dairy Queen for a chili dog. I must have passed out on my way back home.”

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*authoress is laughing her head off*

I bet nobody expected that! I know I didn’t! *hehehe* No wonder Malik felt like a dead and
bloated cow! Chili dogs tend to have that effect on people!

Okay, let’s see here.......time for me to respond to a couple of reviews......

Deb: Thank you for reviewing!!!! I love reading your reviews!! You’re enthusiasm always
brightens my day! Thank you bunches! Oh! Yes! The monster card will be of significance if a
few chapters. *hugz*

Elle-Fate2x: Hope you liked the lemon in this chappie! Sorry about my prowess for the infamous
evil cliffies! *hugz*

Reili: After reading your review on 5/16 I seriously considered changing my plot and having
aliens abduct Mokuba! That would have been funny as all hell! *hugz*

Tanya: I promise there will be more shirtless, tanned, sweaty Joey......*mmmm......Joey....*
*hugz*

Kat: YES! Duke needs to learn to keep his zipper up! He’s turned into quite the player! Makes
me wonder how many more little Dukes are running around Domino! LOL *hugz*

trivia-game: Love the French maid costume! Got a spare? *grin* I feel honored that you like
what I’ve done with Tristan in this story. I’m not his biggest fan, so he’s been quite a challenge
for me to work with. I’m glad I’ve made him tolerable;-) Thank you!!!!!! *hugz*

mariks-toy-hikaru: Here’s another rock, feel free to use this on Bakura. LOL *hugz*

Hope you all have a great weekend! I should have the next chapter up Monday sometime. I’ll be
going through and correcting my typo’s this weekend, so if you see an update before Monday
that’s why:-) I hate when I have typos!

XOXOXOX!

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I just thought I’d share this with you all- I laughed my ass off when I read it!

Even the gods had sex in ancient Egypt. Ra (in the form of Atem) masturbated his children Shu
and Tefnut into existence!

Atem is he who masturbated in Iunu (On, Heliopolis). He took his phallus in his grasp that he
might create orgasm by means of it, and so were born the twins Shu and Tefnut.

-- Pyramid Text 1248-49

*A-hem? Atem? Need a towel? This might have just inspired a future chapter! LMAO!