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Chapter List
- 1-Disturbed
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-last
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SecretSoul: so anyway�
Disturbed : Chapter 12
Malik sat in his math class, starring at the table top in front of him at his notebook, lost in his own thoughts.
�Malik?� the teacher said for the third time, the other students starring at the Egyptian, some snickering at him.
�Huh? What?� Malik finally answered, hearing his name for the first time.
�What would I do next on this problem?� the teacher asked annoyed, pointing to the long algebra problem on the board.
�I�don�t know� Malik shrugged.
The teacher sighed, �Malik, would you see me after class, please?�
Malik nodded and looked back down, the teacher continuing. Malik tried to not have tears in his eyes. He hadn�t paid attention to the class for the past two weeks, he was completely lost as to what the teacher was talking about. All his A�s had dropped in the past two weeks as well, his other three teachers at already spoken to him about it, it was only a matter of time before this one would. Not soon enough the teacher dismissed the class and sat at the desk. Malik sighed and put his book and notebook back in his book bag and walked up to the desk.
�Malik, what�s going on? I know you can do this, you�re a smart person. You had an �A� and now you�ll be lucky if you pass. You can�t miss but one more day before you�re automatically dropped. You got accepted to this university because the school saw you as a smart person who was ready to start their life on the right track. This school is well known and does have a reputation to keep, if you�re not going to take your schooling seriously, maybe you should find a different college. Don�t throw this away, Malik� the teacher lectured; almost the same speech Malik heard from his other three teachers.
�I�m sorry. There�s been a lot going on and I�m just really stressed and I can�t concentrate� Malik apologized, �Maybe I should just drop and pick things up in the spring semester.�
The teacher nodded, �Yeah�I may be out of line, but perhaps you should get some professional help before coming back. I�ve heard the rumors about you and the Ryou twins and only you know the truth and what�s going on inside your own mind, but�it�s not normal, Malik. I think you need help.�
Malik knew his eyes looked teary, �So, you think I�m crazy, is that it?� he asked; he couldn�t help but be angry. Who did this teacher think he was?
�No, I don�t think you�re crazy. Just maybe a bit unstable. I mean, you look like you�re about to burst into tears right now� the teacher shook his head and stood, gathering his things.

�So? What? Boys aren�t suppose to cry? I�m gay in case you forgot, I can cry if I want to, it�s ok. I�m a pathetic excuse for a �man� anyway, right?� Malik said bitterly and left the classroom.
Malik left the building and started walking in the cold wind to his next class. He took out his cell phone and called the state federal prison.
�Yeah, hello, um, I was wondering when visitor�s hours were?� Malik asked the woman that answered.
�Nine to noon, then two to five. You have to call ahead of time and arrange to talk to a convict� the woman answered in a bored tone.
�Ok, um, could I come today?� Malik asked.
�What time?� the woman asked, a bit annoyed.
Malik looked at his watched, �Eleven� he answered and stopped walking to wait for her answer.
�Who did you want to visit?� the woman asked.
Malik knew this would be asked, �Um, his name is Bakura Ryou� Malik bit his lower lip.
��and you�re name?� she asked after a pause.
�Malik Ishtar� Malik sighed, knowing he probably wouldn�t be allowed.
�Ok. Just come in and I�ll be at the desk. Just remind me who you are and what you�re here for� the woman instructed.
Malik breathed a sigh of relief mentally, �Ok, thanks� he replied and hung up.
Malik turned around and walked back to his apartment building to get his car and drove as quickly as he could to the prison. Malik arrived and told the receptionist woman who he was and found himself being escorted to a room where there were two rows, one on each side of the room, of booths. He was led to one towards the end and sat in a plastic chair. There were a few other people there talking to other prisoners. Malik watched a woman lift her shirt up and get up on the counter and press her breasts against the plastic window at the man she was talking too�s request. Malik shrugged and turned back around in his seat to see Bakura being led into the room on the other side, his ankles shackled and his hands handcuffed in front of him. Bakura looked pale and thinner, his eyes a bit teary because of the light. The guards sat Bakura down in the chair and walked back to stand against the wall. Malik picked up his phone and Bakura did the same with his.

�Hey, it�s good to see you� Malik said softly, Bakura just starring at him.
�Yeah�you look different� Bakura said in a low voice; it looked as though they had him drugged up since he seemed kind of �out of it� and zombie-like.
�I�ve just had a lot on my mind. I�ve been thinking about you�and Ryou. Ryou he�he�s in the hospital now. He�s dying of AIDS� Malik explained, feeling his eyes become teary again. He watched as Bakura�s eyes filled with tears as well.
�When will he die?� Bakura asked after a moment.
�I don�t know� Malik answered honestly, putting his hand on the window. �We both miss you�I�I wish I could touch you� Malik gave a weak smile.
�You said you�d get me out. That you�d try� Bakura reminded, his voice just so distant and cold.
Malik felt a tear from his left eye fall, �I want to. I don�t know how. This isn�t fair. Everything�s so screwed up. And everyone keeps telling me I need to get help, that I�m going crazy. And I don�t know what to do� Malik sniffed, �What�s wrong with me, Bakura?�
Bakura starred at Malik curiously for a moment, �You care too much about others and not enough about yourself� he answered.
Malik was a bit surprised by Bakura�s response, �That�s exactly what Ryou said.�
�You love Ryou� Bakura pointed out.
�I love you both. When I look into your eyes or his eyes�I see the same soul. You and Ryou are one and I love that soul with all my heart� Malik could feel some people looking at him, especially the guards. Malik licked his lips, �Do�do you love me, Bakura?� he asked, letting himself be completely vulnerable, his lavender eyes full of hope as they starred into Bakura�s crimson eyes.
Bakura wiped his tears away, none of them ever falling, �Get up on the counter and kiss the glass� Bakura instructed.
Malik knew Bakura wanted to once again see if Malik would trust him, and if he himself would trust Malik. Malik sat the phone down and pulled himself on to the counter and closed his eyes and pressed his lips on the window. Bakura had a small smile and climbed up on to his counter as well and kissed the plastic where Malik�s lips were, closing his eyes as well. The two cold feel the warmth of the other�s lips through the window. The two finally pulled back, opening their eyes. They looked to find they had put a hand up on the window, their hands matching perfectly, the only thing between them was the bullet proof window.
�All right, you, let�s go� one guard said to Bakura.
�I love you, Malik� Bakura said quickly, before the guard practically grabbed him and pushed him towards the door.
Bakura stumbled and looked back at Malik, resisting to move every few steps, the guards pushing him. Malik watched as one guard slapped Bakura just as the door closed. Malik angrily hung up his phone and got off the counter. He was escorted back out of the room and he walked back into the cold out doors. Malik sniffed and walked slowly to his car, then suddenly got an idea, but first he was going to go visit Ryou, forgetting about any of his other classes and work. Malik once again sat next to Ryou, who already looked worse after one day.
�The doctor said that the virus is destroying my body much quicker than he�s ever seen. He�s only given me a month� Ryou said desolately.
�Well, what does he know, huh? Every day they get closer and closer to better medications and possible cures� Malik tried to be positive, gently petting Ryou�s hair.
�He says I have Pneumocystic Pneumonia and Cytomegalovirus Infection and my body�s not taking the medicine very well. I�m allergic to one of them. He also says I have AIDS Dementia Complex, and I had my first seizure yesterday after you left� Ryou looked away, tears in his eyes. �I�m afraid to die, Malik. I�m so scared. What�s going to happen to me? Where am I going to go?� Ryou looked back at his lover, �I don�t know what I believe. My parents sure didn�t help much� Ryou chuckled bitterly. �What do you believe, Malik?� he asked with a cough.
Malik thought for a minute, �Well�I don�t believe we came from monkeys, so we had to be created. And for something to create us, this supreme being must love us, right? Either that or has a sick sense of humor� Malik pressed his lips together as he thought some more, �But if that were the case, we wouldn�t have been given beautiful things like sunsets and the ability to think of such amazing dreams and bring them to life, or the ability to love, to have a soul mate. I think this being loves us and learns from us and once we pass away, how bodies become the earth, giving it back in a way, since we were just borrowing it, right? Which is why we should take care if it, it was a gift and we return in as a thank you. And our souls�I think our souls are the true us and are very special. Immortal just like this being and we go back to the heavens we came from and show this being all we�ve learned and how much we grew. And if there�s still more we want to learn or need to, we come back, like reincarnation. And if we�re done, we stay there and help others, living peacefully in a beautiful place, whatever we want it to be, an Oasis, an enchanted forest, whatever we like, and there at that place we have groups of souls that we�re connected to, and one is our soul mate. And forever they can love each other and be among their friends and be happy. And this brings so much joy to the supreme being because it�s like they are seeing their children happy and carefree, and they�ve created us and seen how good we are and how special. And we love this being for giving us life and protecting us, and giving us each other� Malik gave a small smile, �I guess that�s what I believe.�
Ryou gave a weak smile, �That�s beautiful, Malik� Ryou closed his eyes, his smile growing, �I can see it, this afterlife. There�s a warm light, like the sun, but you can feel this caring for us, like wrapping us in a blanket. We�re on a white sand beach, crystal clear water softly coming up onto the shore and quietly receding. There are birds singing and everything is calm and we�re together, and Bakura�s there too. And just this overwhelming sense of love�� Ryou trailed off, his body relaxing.
Malik smiled, glad he could give Ryou good images to fall asleep to. Malik stood and kissed Ryou�s forehead and left the room. Malik noticed Odion turn into the hallway, wiping tears away with a tissue.
�Malik, what are you doing here? Shouldn�t you be in class?� the doctor asked with a sniff.
�I was visiting Ryou. On your lunch break?� Malik asked.
�Yeah, just came to visit my sister. The doctor�s don�t see any signs of her waking up any time soon� Odion sighed, �But I try to visit every day and talk to her. I think she hears me� he chuckled and blew his nose.
�I�m sure she does. I think the school�s going to give my internship to someone else soon, since I�m not going to class and my grades are dropping� Malik sighed; it just didn�t seem important to him.
�That sucks. Malik, why are you causing all these troubles for yourself?� Odion asked, the two walking towards the exit.
�I guess my excuse is Ryou and Bakura are more important to me right now� Malik shrugged.
�Well, you know what I�d say about that� Odion and Malik stood outside now, �Coming to work or are you going to bother?� he asked bluntly.
�I�m going to go. I need the money for rent and shit. But I guess I should be looking for a regular job� Malik answered.
�Well, good luck. See you at the clinic� Odion gave a small smile and went to his car, Malik going to his.
Malik sighed, his idea he had gotten earlier would have to wait until he got off work. //I hope they�re still open after five// Malik thought, going to his car as well and driving over to the clinic. Malik worked rather quietly, just doing as Odion said, thinking about his plans for tomorrow.
�I�ll see you tomorrow, Malik� Odion smiled as the two grabbed their things to leave.
�Yeah, see ya� Malik said quietly and got in his car and drove to a custom costume shop, glad that they were still open.
After a few hours Malik arrived at his home, glad to find his brother was out, probably working late; he usually did on certain nights. Malik put his bags of things he bought in his room and went to the kitchen to complete his project. The next day Malik went to school, not bothering to pay attention, but sat thinking about how he was going to pull off his idea. He then reluctantly went to work, once again being very quiet and working rather fast as if anxious.
�Drink a lot of soda or something?� Odion asked, seeing Malik couldn�t seem to be still.
�Huh? Why do you say that?� Malik asked; he was nervous about that night.
�You seem anxious. Got plans for tonight?� Odion asked, sipping his coffee.
Malik smiled, �Yeah. Can�t wait� he answered.
�Well, don�t get too crazy. I know how you teenagers can be� Odion chuckled, glad to see Malik seemed to be feeling better.
�Yeah, I�ll remember that� Malik chuckled sarcastically. �What�s the craziest thing you�ve ever done?� Malik asked, just out of curiosity.
Odion chuckled, �The craziest thing I�ve done was one Halloween night when I was seventeen a couple of friends and I T.P.�d a teacher�s house.�
�Oh� Malik nodded, �Yeah, that�s really rebellious� he teased.
�Yeah, things were different then� Odion shook his head.
�You�re not that old� Malik assured and gathered his things; there were only a few more minutes until he could leave.
�Go on, get out of here� Odion waved his hand at the door.
�Thanks. Later� Malik said quickly and left the office and walked outside into the cold, though it was finally sunny that day. He stopped when he seen Pegasus leaning against the wall smoking. �Since when did you smoke?� Malik asked in a low voice, not sure why he was even bothering to speak to the older man.
�I was trying to quit right when we met� Pegasus answered, finishing the cigarette and putting it out on the ground. �You know, Malik, I didn�t mean what I said� Pegasus sighed and pressed his lips together before continuing, �I think you�ll make a good psychologist and I�ll still give recommendations if you need them or whatever.�
Malik starred at Pegasus a moment, �You dad abused you before your parents divorced, didn�t he?� he asked.
Pegasus put his hands in the pockets of his pants, �Yeah� he shrugged and looked away at the busy street, then back at Malik, �I�m sorry� he apologized.
Malik gave a small nod, �Me too� he replied and gave a small smile and headed to his car and drove back to his apartment.
That midnight when the shifts at the prison changed, Malik walked into the reformatory and noticed the officer that was about to take the next shift.
�Hey, you must not have gotten the call� Malik said in a somewhat harsh, yet lighter tone.
The man turned around, a bit surprised. Malik had on a police officer�s uniform that was 100% identical to the real thing, and even had a fake badge with a fake name that looked exactly like the real one. But the most shocking part was Malik had his hair back in a bun like the woman had to wear, he had in green contacts and wore makeup, and even had D sized breasts that bounced as he walked. He was wearing a sports bra and filled two balloons full of pudding for his breasts.
Malik narrowed his eyes and put his hands on his hips, �My face, rookie, not my chest� he said as if offended; he had also made it so he out-ranked the other.
�Yes, ma�am. What call, ma�am?� he asked.
�I was just transferred here and this is my first night. You got the night off, go back home to your wife� Malik said as if it was the other officer�s fault he hadn�t gotten the news.
�Right. What�s your name again?� he asked.
�Officer Asura� Malik answered.
�Is that Arabic?� the police asked.
�Egyptian. Now get going, I got work to do� Malik glared and turned on his heel and walked down a hall as if he knew exactly where he was going.
//Damn she�s got a fine ass// the man thought with a chuckle and left the prison. Malik walked to the office where the one other officer was to begin their eight hour shift watching the place.
�Who are you? Where�s Fred?� the police man asked.
�I was just transferred. I was suppose to come in tonight but I guess they hadn�t changed the schedule yet. I sent him home� Malik answered, glaring at the man. �If we�re going to work together you�re going to have to stare at my face, not my body� he said sternly.
�You look so familiar, but I just can�t think of it� the man sighed, �Sorry, by the way. Not many female officers are�well�attractive� he said honestly.
�Well get use to it� Malik sighed, �I can�t do this without coffee. Want some? I�m gonna go to the machine.�
�Um, sure, I don�t care what kind� the man shrugged, thinking Malik was pretty cool, just a little hot-headed.
Malik purposely moved his hips a bit flirtatiously just to tease the man and went to the coffee machine. He made sure there was no one around or any cameras and slipped in a sedative drug into the man�s coffee, then came back and sipped his own, handing the coffee to the other officer.
The man gulped most of the hot coffee and sighed, �You wanna do the checks?� he asked lazily.
�Sure� Malik shrugged, thinking this was easier than he thought.
�Ok�� the man yawned, grabbing a flashlight for Malik and then yawned again.
�Thanks� Malik took the flashlight and walked out of the office.
He just stood in the hallway and waited five minutes, then poked his head inside the office, finding the police man asleep. Malik smiled to himself and walked down the halls of the cells and found the solitary confinement and Bakura�s room. Malik took out a travel sized make-up remover cloth and wiped all the make up off his face. He then reached into his shirt and pulled out the balloons, setting them down on the floor. He then carefully took out the green contacts and put them in their container. Malik licked his lips and took a deep breath, then unlocked the solid metal door and turned his flashlight on. He opened the door and shined the light inside, finding Bakura on his cot laying on his side facing the wall. He was no longer in his stray jacket, but his ankles were still shackled and Malik guessed that Bakura�s wrists were still handcuffed. Malik walked over to the bed and gently shook Bakura�s shoulder.
�Bakura, it�s me� Malik said in a low voice.

Bakura stirred slightly and rolled onto his back, his eyes squinting in the light, �Malik?� he said in a tired tone, but still surprised to see the Egyptian. His eyes were a bit glazed over from the drugs he was still being given.
Malik smiled and took his hat off and unbound his hair, �I finally thought of something� Malik found the keys for Bakura�s handcuffs and shackles and took them off.
�Why are you doing this?� Bakura asked; he just couldn�t believe someone would do this for him.
�Because I love you� Malik said simply, sitting on the bed as Bakura sat up.
Bakura leaned forward and captured Malik�s lips with his own. Malik gladly opened his mouth for Bakura and laid down, pulling the serial killer on top of him. Bakura pulled his own shirt off and tossed it to the floor, then kissed Malik�s neck gently, then moved down and began unbuttoning the blue shirt, softly kissing Malik�s skin after each button. Malik let a small moan escape his lips, running his hands through Bakura�s hair as he moved further down. Bakura smirked and opened the shirt and ran his hands up Malik�s body, then trailed his tongue up to Malik�s nipples and began to suck on Malik�s right nipple, nipping at the sensitive skin, earning a gasp from the beautiful teen beneath him. Malik sat up and took his shirt completely off, then moved to straddle Bakura�s hips, the murderer now on his back. Malik undid his belt and removed his pants and boxers, Bakura�s crimson eyes taking in his gorgeous body. Malik then pulled Bakura�s pants and briefs down, finding that even someone like Bakura could blush slightly. Malik smiled and opened Bakura�s legs more, laying between them. He licked around Bakura�s shaft, driving him crazy. Malik then moved his tongue up Bakura�s manhood to the tip, swirling his tongue around the sensitive area and putting the tip of his tongue in Bakura�s slit, Bakura gasped at the sensation, bucking his hips in anticipation for more.
Malik finally took all of Bakura into his mouth, relaxing his throat so that he wouldn�t gag. Bakura moaned as Malik expertly sucked his cock, Malik massaging his balls and inner thighs as he did so. Malik pressed his body against Bakura�s as he moved back up and kissed his new lover once again.
�Fuck me, Bakura� Malik whispered in the killer�s ear, grinding his hips into Bakura�s.
Bakura moved so that Malik laid on his back and he laid between the Egyptian teen�s legs. Bakura slowly moved his swollen manhood inside Malik, loving how the lavender eyed boy whimpered, yet enjoyed the pleasure. Bakura began to move his hips, thrusting in and out of Malik, grunting as he felt the ecstasy in his groin escalate. Malik moaned and stroked himself with Bakura�s thrusts.
�Uh..God, fuck me hard�make me come, Bakura�� Malik panted, wrapping his legs around Bakura�s waist to make him go deeper inside him, the killer moving faster and faster.
Their bodies dripped with sweat and Malik arched off the bed as he came, his semen exploding onto his stomach and some even onto his chest, pouring all over his hand. Bakura moaned as he came inside Malik and his muscles flexed as he tried to keep himself from collapsing onto Malik. Malik almost chuckled at the attempt, knowing most serial killers were very clean people and Bakura probably didn�t want to get his cum all over him. Instead, Malik watched as Bakura pulled out of him and began to lick off his semen from his body.
�I love you, Bakura� Malik whispered, Bakura laying his body onto his own, now that he was �clean.�
Bakura ran a hand across Malik�s cheek, �Love you, too� he whispered back and laid his head on Malik�s chest, listening to his heart.
�I�m going to have to go� Malik sighed, petting Bakura�s hair.
Bakura lifted his head in disappointment, �I�m coming too, right? I want you to stay� he objected.
�Where would we go?� Malik asked, �No matter what they�d find us. They�d search the world for you and me. And I can�t leave Ryou to die alone in that hospital� Malik watched as Bakura seemed a bit frustrated and angry.
�We can go to another country. Change our names, change how we look. There�s not much time. Ryou�s going to die for sure, you have to chose between us. Take me with you, and we can be live free, or sit around in a hospital and wait for Ryou to die� Bakura sat up, Malik sitting up as well.
Malik couldn�t help but think that Bakura seemed to be thinking rather clearly now, compared to when he�d act completely insane, but he figured the medications �stabilized� his mind or something. Malik looked away and down at the floor, his flashlight flickering a bit, the batteries getting low. //Could I really live like that? Always looking over my shoulders, waiting for the day we got caught? Or can I just leave and wait for them both to die and be all alone?// Malik thought, feeling Bakura get up from the bed and put his clothes back on. Malik realized that the door was still cracked open and Bakura could probably leave whether he went with him or not.
�Malik, are you coming?� Bakura asked impatiently, sitting back down on the bed and looking at Malik.
�Yeah, just let me get dressed� Malik gave a small smile and stood, putting his costume police uniform back on slowly, Bakura watching the whole time.
//Would he really try to control everything about me and end up killing me? And others?// Malik got tears in his eyes as he slowly buttoned his shirt. //He has killed innocent people�what if he had killed Marik and then some punk set him free. No wonder Yami�s so upset// Malik looked at Bakura. //I do love him, I don�t know why�but�should I follow my heart, or let justice be served?// Malik thought. //If we did �sneak� out, security cameras would get us for sure and everyone would know it was me// Malik felt a tear fall from his left eye. //I guess the real reason I came here tonight was to say�goodbye// he thought. Malik took a deep breath and sat next to Bakura on the bed, the murderer looking at him curiously.
�Just in case anything bad happens�� Malik said and leaned in to kiss Bakura, peeking to make sure the older teen had his eyes closed.
Malik carefully reached into his pocket and pulled out a second needle and took the plastic lid off the sharp point and quickly put it inside Bakura�s neck, injecting the liquid. Before Bakura could react he fell onto the bed unconscious. Malik gently pulled the needle out and put the cap back on and put it back in his pocket. He had bought two needles full of a street drug, one with a smaller does that he had put in the other police man�s coffee, and this one a higher dose, just in case. Malik looked down at Bakura�s unconscious body with a sigh.
�One day, in another world, we�ll be together, but not in this life. It�s not possible. I do love you and I don�t want you to die�� Malik sniffed, more tears falling from his eyes, �I�just remember, I love you� Malik sniffed again and leaned down and kissed Bakura�s lips one last time and then reluctantly put the handcuffs back on his wrists, the shackles on his ankles.
Malik went out of the room and closed and locked the door, then put his balloons of pudding back in his shirt and put his hair back, his had back on and his contacts back in. He pulled out the lipstick he had used and put it on his lips and put some mascara back on. He walked back to the office and shook the other officer violently.
�I leave for two minutes and you fall asleep. And you call yourself an officer� Malik said sternly, crossing his arms.
�Oh�I�I didn�t even realize. I�m sorry, it won�t happen again� he assured.
�Good. Look, while I was doing checks I got a phone call from the family and I really need to get home. Wake up that other guy and get his ass down here to take my place� Malik ordered and left the building.
Malik drove slowly back to his apartment and took off the police uniform, leaving himself in his boxers. He fell onto his bed and hugged his pillow, tears coming to his eyes once again. //My one chance�Ryou�s right, it�s all for the better. The families will feel better and it�ll stop Bakura�s suffering. If I really love him�I�ll let him go// Malik assured himself.
�You did the right thing, Malik� Ryou said weakly, squeezing Malik�s hand.
After school and work Malik once again visited Ryou and told him everything he had done the night before.
�I don�t want him to die, either, but�� Ryou sighed.
�Yeah. You don�t mind that we�slept together?� Malik asked hesitantly.
Ryou gave a small smile, �Not really. I know you love us both�and you can�t really with me. I love my brother and I want him to be happy, and you make him happy.�
Malik smiled, �What am I going to do without you?� he asked, kissing Ryou�s hand.
�I�ll still be with you�all three of us, you, Bakura, and I�we share the same soul� Ryou coughed a bit.
�I can never love anyone as much as I love you two. I�d feel bad if I ever did have another lover�it just wouldn�t�I wouldn�t love them as much� Malik found it hard to say the right words.
�Be happy, Malik. I expect you to find someone else to be with� Ryou assured.
�I will never be in love with them. I may love them, but I won�t be in love with them� Malik scooted his chair closer and laid his head on Ryou�s stomach, still able to hear his heart beat.
Ryou lightly petted Malik�s hair, the two remaining silent, both thinking about many things. Eventually visiting hours were over and Malik had to leave. He went to his home, finding Marik on the computer writing a paper.
�You got your HIV results back in the mail� Marik informed.
�Ok�� Malik sighed and opened the envelope, finding his results were negative; he figured that much since they didn�t call him in to tell him the results. �It�s negative� Malik said in a bored tone, knowing his brother was going to ask.
�That�s good. You should get another in a few more months just to make sure� Marik suggested.
Malik nodded and plopped down on the couch, �Do you think you and Noah are soul mates?� he asked curiously.
Marik turned in his chair to look at Malik, �No. We just love each other. But I think we could spend our lives together.�
�Do you think you�ll ever find your soul mate?� Malik asked.
�I don�t know�maybe one day� Marik shrugged, �Why do you ask?�
Malik looked at his brother, �I must be one of the luckiest people alive�I�ve found mine and�I think I would rather have found them and them die, then not having found them at all.�
Marik gave his brother a small smile and nodded, �Yeah, I suppose so� he answered and turned back to his paper.
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SecretSoul: ok, believe it or not, I am making one more chapter�probably just one^_^ this was sappy, huh? All well�you know you liked it.
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