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Chapter One
I've told you a million times. Maybe not those three exact words, but close to it. And…you never understood. Do I have to say that 'I love you' for you to understand? I just want both of us to be happy, so please, just stay by my side and I'll never fall apart. No matter how many times you ignore me. As long as I know that you're living and breathing, I'll always be in one piece. I'll do anything to put a smile on your face, but how…you never give us any time to talk, or…anything. No time to for me to even tell you one joke…I just wish…that we could…have some kind-
"Malik, I'm going to Bakura's." I quickly shut my diary that I was previously writing in and stared at my other half. He was wearing a tight black tank top, tight blue faded jeans, and black nail polish. He always got dressed whenever he went to visit Bakura.
"Hellooo?" His voice snapped me out of my thoughts.
"Are you going to be back for dinner?" I bit my lip.
He looked at his watch. "Uhm…ye-yeah! Just make something!" And he quickly rushed out the door. Not even a decent goodbye…I sigh and go back to writing in my diary.
"Hey there, thought you might like some company." I smiled at the British boy in my front door. He was holding up a bag which contained tons of DVDs for us to watch.
"Come on in." I smile.
I love spending time with Ryou. He's my best friend, and I'm glad we started this friendship. For some reason I couldn't help but ask him this one question.
"Did Marik meet Bakura at your house?" Ryou looks over at me with a confused look on his face.
"Yeah…is there something wrong?" He looks worried now. I hate when Ryou gets worried. I shake my head no and insist that we start a movie to watch so he doesn't end up asking a ton of questions that I don't want to answer. No one knows my love for Marik, and I'm hoping it'll stay that way.
After a few hours of watching movies with Ryou, we said our good-byes and I hurriedly made my way toward the kitchen. I wanted to make Marik's favorite food since he said he was going to be home. Home made macaroni. I smiled as I made my way around the kitchen. This would be the first night in ages that he would be home for dinner, and I was going to make the best of it.
How do you know if he's even going to sit down at the table with you? I ignored that voice in my head and continued making dinner.
"Where is he…" I murmur to myself. He was supposed to be back an hour and a half ago. He does know when I make dinner. I let my face fall into my hands and start sobbing. I couldn't believe this! He said that he would be back for dinner! I continued crying, letting the plate of food in front of me grow cold.
I continued to wait for him at the diner table, still crying.
"Malik, I'm so sor-" I look into my yami's eyes as he entered the dining room. "Are you-"
"Shut up! I don't want to hear a word from you!" I jump off of my chair that I was sitting in. "You said that you would be back for dinner! I spent hours cooking your favorite food," I pointed to the plate of macaroni that was set at his spot at the table. "I-I-I...Ahhhh!" I started crying hysterically and ran up into my room.
I was so angry but so depressed at the same time. I started throwing things off of my dresser and computer desk until I exhausted myself and dropped down on my bed. I didn't have to worry about Marik disturbing me, he never checks on me. Just makes sure he tells me when he's leaving and than just…goes… He's probably eating right now anyways.
Just look at me the way I look at you for once…
I sit up in my bed. My eyes felt swollen from crying. I rubbed them. It took a few minutes to process what happened. After those few minutes I sobbed quietly for a minute.
I shouldn't have yelled at him like that. He might have had a good reason for being late…
I didn't want to be alone with my thoughts so I decided to get up and make my way to Marik's room. When I entered, he wasn't there. I got a little panicky but when I saw him on the couch in the living room sleeping, I calmed down.
I walked over to my yami and curled up next to him, hoping I'd be able to get back to sleep. Right now, I didn't care what would happen in the morning when he woke up finding me curled up against him. I was just too depressed and too tired. I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.
"Mmm…Marik…mmh harder!" I wounded my fingers in Marik's golden locks as he pounded into me harder each time. I was in pure ecstasy.
"Uhh…Malik…"
The only sound was heavy breathing and skin smacking against skin. My body was so sweaty, but I couldn't care less. Marik was finally inside me, right where he should be.
"WHA?!" I clamped my hands over my mouth. I hated having dreams like this about Marik. I slipped a hand in my pants and groaned, figures. I look over at Marik and see that he's sleeping peacefully. I glanced at the clock which read 8am. He wouldn't be up for another 4 hours at least. I reluctantly lifted myself off the couch and headed toward the bathroom for a quick shower.
"You're awake?" I surprisingly looked at my yami who was wrapped in a blanket watching TV. He looked at me with no emotion on his face and looked back at the TV. Okay, he was playing the silent treatment. I sigh. I guess that's what I get for yelling at him last night…I headed toward the kitchen to brew some coffee.
I just want you to love me the way I love you…
Well…yeah…there you go. I wasn't really sure about putting this chapter up. I'm hoping to get some reviews. Please? I don't know how many more chapters there will be so yeah…