A/N: Something I just decided to write for the heck of it. Closely based on the TDEL universe, well, this could be considered as a part of the story actually. Since I got the manga where Yami no Marik was first introduced the idea of writing this pairing has been strangely appealing... and I don't even like this pairing!
In case you are reading this and have not read Touch of Darkness, Embrace of Light (TDEL), I'd recommend that you at least read the prologue, just to make things a bit clearer.
Bloody Romance!
Part One
The young half fairy stormed up and down the hall's of the school. He didn't like the fact that his best friend had been with that bastard of a teacher over two hours now. The damned lessons never lasted that long!
He soon reached the door of the classroom he knew they would be in and barged through the door.
"I thought I locked the god damn door!" Exclaimed Bakura before Malik had the chance to say or do anything. He bluntly ignored the teacher as his eyes pounced to his friend who was sitting on the floor with his eyes closed. "Do not disturb him." The teacher warned.
"Why?"
"Because. Now get lost."
"Why are you keeping him here so long? It's Friday for crying out loud! Let him go already." Malik didn't understand why Ryou just let that bastard boss him around like this, even keeping him after school on Fridays but he guessed it had something to do with his friend's will to learn.
"We can't stop now." Bakura just stated and pointed wordlessly at the door. Malik sighed, he had really been looking forward of spending some time with his best friend since he had been so busy with school and all the extra work Bakura made him do.
"Fine... Just don't keep him here too long." Malik gave in and turned to exit when he bumped into something, or someone, and let out a 'oof' sound. He took a step back and looked up at the person he had bumped into while rubbing his nose.
"Oh for god's sake! More uninvited people just flock through the door! What do-!" Whatever he was going to say, yell, died on his lips once he saw the person in the doorway. "You..."
Malik also had stopped to stare at the new person before him. He looked a bit familiar somehow but he couldn't put his finger on it, with the spiked blond hair and... Was that a cape? A pair of eyes, violet like his but a different shade, watched him closely before turning their attention to Bakura.
"Long time no see kiddo. I heard about your new job and decided to come and check it out." The stranger spoke and Bakura looked increasingly annoyed.
"I'm not a kid anymore Mariku. Call me first next time you drop by."
Mariku smirked. "You'll always be a kid to me Kura and you know I don't do phones. Care to introduce me to your friends?"
The other frowned. "They're not my friends. Go to my room and I'll join you later, can't right now."
"You're giving me a permission to enter your room then?"
"Yes, yes, go ahead, just leave me alone for now." Bakura waved him off and turned to Ryou. Malik realized something and his eyes widened a notch.
"You're not a human..." He whispered and the man turned his eyes to him, grinning a bit, flashing his fangs.
"Neither are you." He reached to run a finger down along the side of Malik's wing but he jerked away with a slight glare.
"Don't touch my wings. I'm only half human, father was a fairy." He told and got a nod from the other tanned male.
"Thought it would be something like that." He looked back at Bakura. "Where is your room?"
"Malik knows, he can show you." Bakura said off-handedly.
"Wha? No I can't! And how the hell do you know I know where your room is?" Malik yelled, he had better things to do than to show a vampire around. Vampires had a questionable reputation for obvious reasons and they also had their own magic, which was a bit like the black magic. Or so he had heard from his teacher once when they had quickly went through all the other magical creatures in class, that included fairies, which had been a bit awkward for Malik who had to tell about them to the class. Anyway, his information about vampires was pretty much all learned that day in class and it was by no means much.
"I know because you would want to know all the places your friend could possibly be so you went and located my room or something." Bakura said while his attention on Ryou.
Malik frowned. "No actually I heard where it was from another student who had stolen your file. You know how rumors are." He finished with a shrug.
Bakura gave him a quick glare. "You know too damn much, fairy-boy."
"Don't call me that."
A deep chuckle emitted from the vampire, getting Malik's attention and Bakura's annoyed look. "Don't you just hate it when they label you by race?" He asked from the half fairy.
"I know! It's so annoying that sometimes I just want to bite their heads off!" Well, it was, he hated to be labeled as a 'half fairy' when he didn't like his father who gave him the fairy genes all that much, heck, he didn't even know the guy.
Mariku laughed at this and much to the boy's shock and surprise put a hand on the small of his back and pulled him closer, nuzzling his neck. "Oh don't you just wish you could..." He whispered against the skin and licked along Malik's jugular vein. It made him shiver uncontrollably and his wings flapped in... delight? No, it so wasn't that. He tried to push the other away from him but found that he was strangely weak all of a sudden.
"Mmm... Delicious... Would you mind terribly if I had a small taste?" The vampire purred against the boy's neck.
"Yes, I would mind..." Malik managed to say in his strange, weak haze.
"Hey!" Came Bakura's voice. "Get a room! Horny-vampire and fairy-boy, out!"
"Aw Kura, you're so mean..." Mariku said in an almost whiny voice. "Besides, I'm not horny, I'm just hungry for this little fairy creature." He directed his gaze at Malik with a hungry gleam in his eyes.
"Mariku... That's practically the same thing. Now get the hell out already." Bakura told and pointed at the door.
"Ok, ok... See you later kiddo." Mariku let go of Malik and turned to the door. The boy stumbled back a bit before recovering from... whatever it had been and going after the other against his better judgment.
"Wait, I still have to show you to the bastard's room." He called after the man and actually had to run, mixed with flying, a bit to catch up. "How did you move so fast?" He asked once he reached the other and fell into step with him.
Mariku smirked. "Vampire power." They walked till the end of the hallway and then turned in a corner, Malik showing the way.
"So, how do you know Bakura?" The half fairy asked just to make conversation, not dealing with silence very well.
"Back from the day he still didn't have a legal job, a few years back I think, I'm not that good with time really. We worked on this mission of sorts together. He was just a little kid back then, annoying brat with an ego size of a skyscraper and a huge deal of power and talent."
Malik snickered a bit. "Somehow I believe that."
"Oh he hasn't changed." Mariku grinned, once again reminding of what he was. "What's the deal with the white haired kid though?"
"He's teaching Ryou." Malik just stated, still not approving the whole private lessons thing. It struck his as weird that he was having a conversation with a being that had clearly expressed his will to drink his blood but it wasn't every day he had the chance to speak with someone who wasn't human and could understand his whole half race issue. And he guessed that the vampire had sparked his interest on some level.
"I see... What were you doing there then?"
"Came to get Ryou but he didn't let me. I mean, it's Friday! He should be let out of school by now. I had made plans and all..." He had wanted to hang out and maybe go to town but if Ryou was held there too late, they couldn't go.
"Hm. Are you two together?"
Malik looked at the man weirdly. "What, Ryou and me?" A nod and the boy laughed. "No nooo! Not us, we're just friends and completely happy with that. He's like my brother really." He paused for a bit. "Though just between you and me, I think Ryou and Bakura have a thing for each other."
"Figures he'd have one for someone who looks so much like himself, egoistical bastard."
"I don't think- Oh we're here." Malik interrupted himself when he noticed that they were standing in front of the room's door already. Funny how time just flew by... "Well, I guess I'll just leave you here." He was about to leave but was stopped by a hand pushing him against the door.
"What's the hurry?" The vampire spoke near his ear. "I still hadn't had the chance to taste you, you know."
"I never said you could..." The strange weakness had took him over once again but he was still enough in his senses this time to realize that he was under some sort of spell. "What... did you do..?"
"A simple spell to stop you from fighting back too much." Mariku twisted the door knob to open the door and stepped in with the weakly struggling boy. "No reason to fight it, it really won't hurt as much as you think." He grinned against the tan neck and held the now a bit limb form in his arms.
"No..."
"Don't worry, I won't kill you or vamp you. One can't go on hungry for too long though..."
Malik could feel the tongue lapping the spot the fangs soon pierced. He cried out in pain when he felt the skin break under the sharp teeth and the vampire began sucking out his life force. The pain lasted for a matter of seconds before something weird happened.
He moaned.
It wasn't a moan of pain but one of pleasure. He let his head fall on a side and his eyes opened for a second before falling closed again, lips parted to let out the sounds of his building up pleasure. How could it feel so good to have someone's teeth on your neck, piercing your skin while the person sucked out your blood? Malik had never taken himself as a masochist so this was strange.
Black spots started dancing in front of his eyes and he was feeling weaker than before now but the scariest thing was that he didn't want it to end. It simply felt too good to stop now. His mind was starting to blur and even if he would have opened his eyes, he would have seen mostly black. Then, as the blood loss became too great, he passed out in the other's arms.
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He laid the passed out boy onto the bed with surprising gentleness. Mariku licked his lips and looked at the neat marks on the otherwise perfect neck with satisfaction. That had been tasty beyond what he had dared to hope for. The little exotic taste it held must have been because of the fairy part of the boy...
Bakura would no doubt be pissed that he had ate in his room though, he remembered what happened the last time. The curse hadn't been too much fun... He hadn't even made a mess that time, and neither did he this time. One would, after all, learn how to eat properly after... What? Five hundred years or so. He really wasn't good with time and had lost his count after the first two hundred years of his life but he guessed that he was in his five hundreds now. But back to the matter at hand, he would have to do something about Bakura. Maybe he should go out to meet him before he got to his room.
"We will have to do this again sometime." He whispered to the boy's unconscious form. Next time when he would be hungry, he would know where to search from, after all, it had been pretty obvious that the boy had enjoyed it. Against the common belief, vampire's victims, if they could even be called that, didn't die in horrible pain, quite the opposite. Actually nowadays they rarely died at all thanks to that contract the vampires had agreed to, that said that they weren't allowed to kill the ones they ate from and the humans weren't allowed to try and slay a vampire on sight. That had led to the growing trend among the vampires to take a person they would regularly feed from, one that would willingly give their blood since they knew they wouldn't die or be turned.
Mariku had fed from Bakura a few years back but that had been more because of convenience reasons than anything else, aside of that he had just ate from almost anyone who came along. Now though, he had found a potential candidate to regularly feed from.
He grinned at the unconscious boy before exiting the room, going to look for Bakura.
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A yell of "Oh shit! Damn that Mariku..." pierced through Malik's consciousness. He opened his eyes as he suddenly found the energy to do that. A gentle hand was placed on him and he felt his strength come back to him. The first thing he saw was Ryou's worried face as he lifted his head carefully from the pillow. Wait, why was he on the bed?
"Are you alright?" Ryou asked, sounding just as worried as he looked.
"Um yeah, I guess..." He didn't feel so weak now that his friend had curred him and sat up. "Wait... Where is that bastard?! I'll fucking slay him!"
Ryou flinched a bit at the sudden yell and Bakura just shook his head. "You won't be able to do that, believe me, I've seen people try before the contract put an end to it. He's a few hundred years ahead of you in experience."
"A few hundred years?! That makes him a child molester too!" Malik exclaimed.
"You could've just not cured him yet, now he has the energy to yell." Bakura said to Ryou who, much to Malik's surprise, smiled a bit at the remark. Hah! He had known all along that there was something between them!
"Thanks for curring me Ryou. I think I just go now and give you your privacy." The half fairy said, Ryou blushed, and made his way out of the door, closing it behind him. Even though he didn't fully approve on a possible relationship between his friend and the teacher, his friend's happiness came before anything and if it would make him happy then he wasn't about to object. Besides, he had his own worries now. They came in the form of a vampire called Mariku. At least he needed to make sure he wasn't turned so he headed to a place he would have never thought he would go in his life; the library.
There he asked for a book about vampires and got directed to the magical creature section. Sure enough, he found a large book about them a settled to read.
It turned out that he couldn't be turned because he would have had to drink the vampire's blood who had bit him within the time frame of half an hour and he was pretty sure he hadn't done that. Now that he thought of it, Mariku had said that he wouldn't turn him, but he had been too distracted at the time to really pay attention.
The book also told other stuff he hadn't known and went against his believes about the race. It told that vampires were in fact very capable to have deep emotions towards others, they just were a bit different from what humans had and they expressed them differently. Like when they took a mate, it would last for a life time, which in their case meant forever or until the other was killed but if that happened, the one left alive would most likely also take his or her own life. "Love" seemed to be something that border lined obsession and vampires were extremely possessive over their significant other. A happy vampire was one that could freely express his or her love for blood and mate. To keep alive they needed to feed once a week but many preferred to eat more often than that. They also seemed to be immune to most magic.
Between the pages that told about feeding was a rather new looking piece of paper that was about the new "trend" to have someone to feed from, who was willing to give some of his or her blood. Malik had trouble understanding why would some do that but the paper told that it was sometimes in exchange for protection but there were some cases where it was out of love. It was just that love between mortals and immortals often ended in great sorrow when the mortal one died eventually. The pact made about feeding lasted normally until the mortal one was either too old to give up blood, got sick with a blood disease or died, otherwise being permanent.
Malik was amazed by all the information he had gained, it was that kind of disbelieving amazement that had came with all his assumptions about vampires being pretty much crushed. Maybe he should read a bit more from now on... Many things about the creatures seemed so eternal and loyal, or maybe possessive was a better word, in a way that they never changed mates and the people they fed from only if something happened to the one they already had. It was like every vampire's motto was "all or nothing" when it came to things like that. It was... fascinating really. People really weren't like that...
Malik borrowed the book so that he could read it later too and headed to his room, hoping that Ryou would already be there.
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Mariku had watched the boy go to the library and read about his kind, paying close attention to his every move. Yes, he was a stalker, what can you do?
He had seen the expressions change during his reading, altering between shock, surprise and pure disbelief. It was weird how his eyes reflected all that without his face otherwise changing much. The half human was certainly easy on the eye, and strangely familiar looking somehow too but Mariku didn't know why, without forgetting that he was absolutely delicious.
Mariku smirked at the boy's retreating form as he left the library and decided to follow. The boy would never even notice that he was being tailed. He went to a room that the vampire assumed was his and flopped on a bed, saying something to the other boy in the room that seemed to annoy this. It was the boy from earlier, the one Bakura had taken interest on. Mariku once again watched all the emotions behind the eyes change, mischief, arrogance but also friendly-ness and care for the other boy who clearly meant a great deal to him. It was funny how the one watching could almost see what they were talking about by just looking at the eyes, or at least the nature of their discussion.
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Malik had been hit by a pillow to shut him up but that didn't stop him from laughing at his friends blushing face, he was so fun to tease sometimes.
"Oh don't be like that Ryou-Ryou!" He got glared and knew that nickname annoyed the other. "I was just teasing you a bit."
"As always." Ryou just said but wasn't really angry anymore. "Are you sure you're ok though?"
"Yeah, I'm fine and dandy, just got bitten by a vampire that's all, no biggie." Maybe a hint of sarcasm there.
Ryou sighed. "If you need someone to talk to, I'm here for you. You know that, right?"
"Yeah, thanks." He really did appreciate Ryou's friendship above all else.
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One Mariku stayed near the school through the week, pestering Bakura and just keeping an eye on the boy. When the week ended, he was hungry again and just ambushing the boy somewhere seemed more and more like a good idea. He would wait till the sun set so that he could move around freely and then he would make his move.
The sun went down and he moved from his spot, maybe he would get lucky and the boy would be alone somewhere and not in his room.
As luck would have it, Malik was located in his room but at least he was alone. Vaguely wondering where his little friend was, he knocked on the door. A straight approach was the best approach, no use beating around the bush. The door was opened and the one who opened narrowed his eyes at him.
"You."
Mariku had to fight the urge to roll his eyes. "It's the same everywhere I go, it's always 'you', never 'hello' or 'good evening'. Is 'you' some kind of new greeting I'm not aware of?"
"No, but I don't think people bother to greet you."
"Well, people should learn how to respect their elders." Mariku smirked a bit. "Can I come in?"
"No but you could give me a really good reason why I shouldn't just close the door." The half human said. This behavior amused the vampire without end.
"Because you don't want to." The door was nearly slammed on his face at the statement but he caught it with his hand.
"Let go of the door." Malik said while glaring at the other who just grinned.
"Oh but you don't really want me to. I heard you, you liked it. Why else would have you moaned for me? Whimpered when you lost consciousness?" He stepped as close as the doorway let him. "That's why you have this inner debate whether to invite me in and experience it again or to close the door." He reached to touch the boy's face but his hand was slapped away.
"Don't touch me!" Malik yelled angrily. "You'll just put me under another spell of yours! I know, I read it from a book."
The vampire chuckled. "So fiery... I think I like you my little fairy."
"I'm not yours. Get away from me." The boy tried to close the door but was stopped from doing that once again. He glared at the other who held the door open and his gaze held a hungry look.
"Fight me all you want, a little challenge never hurts." With that he grabbed one fairy wing with a swift movement. He could enter in the room some but that had limits. He pulled the boy by the wing and he let out a hurt whimper. "I wouldn't struggle too much if you don't wish to lose your lovely wing." He warned while stroking the translucent wing with his thumb.
"Let go of me you freak!" Malik shouted but didn't dare to try and pull away.
"I don't think I will... Now come out." Mariku gave the wing a pull and the boy stepped out of his room reluctantly. "Good boy."
"Let go or I'll make a scene." Malik warned lowly.
"There's no one here."
"There will be, I can be very loud if I want to."
Mariku grinned. "I can believe that." He then closed the room's door and yanked the wing a bit. "Come with me." The boy responded by yelling his lungs out, shouting random curses and what-not. The vampire clapped a hand on the loud mouth and hissed him to shut it before dragging the boy with him. Then he felt teeth sink into his palm and raised an eyebrow at the glaring being.
"Maybe you should leave bitting to those who can." Was a suggestion spoken against the pretty neck. He could feel the blood going through the veins and hear the increasing heart beat. It nearly made him just bite the boy right here, feeling his hunger almost drive him crazy. "Mmm... Come quickly now."
"Go ahead and bite me here, get caught." Malik said with defiance.
"Don't tempt me." The vampire licked the rabidly beating pulse point before taking hold of the boy's waist, still keeping his hold on the wing, and moved faster. They came to the empty room he had found earlier, quickly pushing the door open and dragging his "victim" with him.
Not being able to take it anymore and going straight to the point, he pierced the tan skin, getting a muffled cry from the boy. Malik tried to push the other away but it was a weak effort and he ended up getting a grip on the vampire's cape and just holding on.
The warm liquid poured into Mariku's mouth and down his throat. The wonderful, tasty liquid of life, combined with the cries and moans of his so-called victim was enough to drive him wild. He growled and bit down a bit harder, enjoying the cry of pleasure he got, along with more of the delicious blood. The body in his arms was getting lax and the moans were getting weak as the boy began to lose consciousness. Mariku pulled away just in time to look into the hazy, glassed over eyes before the light dimmed down behind them as unconsciousness took over the boy.
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Malik had no Ryou to cure him this time around and it took some sort of miracle for him to regain consciousness. When he did, his vision was blurred and he didn't have any energy left in his body. He was on a soft surface again and could make out something on the night stand. He lifted his head a bit and saw that something to be a glass of juice. He frowned and reached weakly for it, it might as well be his lifeline. He almost dropped the glass but managed to bring it to his lips and take a sip. He carefully drank the whole glass, feeling a bit better, enough to maybe drag himself back to his room.
Malik made it to the hall and had to rest before crawling the rest of the way. The door was unlocked but he had trouble getting it open and after a while of trying he got too tired and just leaned on it.
He was about to fall into unconsciousness again when he felt himself being picked up. Malik opened his eyes and began to struggle against the hold once saw who it was. His weak struggle only got a slightly annoyed grunt from his captor as he held him still until he got close enough to the bed to dump him there.
Malik landed on the bed and just lay there, tiredly glaring at the vampire, not finding it in him to do anything else.
"You're welcome." Mariku said before turning to leave. Malik's hand went to grab his cape to stop him from leaving yet.
"Wait... Why did you do that?"
"What?" The other asked as he turned back around.
"That juice..."
"Oh..." He smirked a bit. "Thought you could use that."
Malik's glare was just a frown now. "Thanks, I guess..."
"Hm, no problem. You see, I'm not some cruel monster." With that he left, leaving the boy alone to recover and think things through.
A/N: The first chapter! As some of you might be able to tell the issue with this relationship is NOT going to be like "Oh I'm a heartless vampire, unable to love! And yet I am in love! Angstyness!" I'm sick and tired of that so let's try something else, shall we? I might be able to finish this with two more chapters but I'm not sure... Your opinion would be appreciated :)
Please review!!