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Disturbed	By : SecretSoul Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 964 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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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: well then�
Disturbed : Chapter 4
That Monday after Malik�s classes he had in the morning, he and Pegasus went back to the asylum to continue their interview with Bakura. They were once again led to the same room, Bakura being escorted in after them and bounded to the chair once again, the psychopathic killer looking very depressed and just starred at the table as Malik set up the video camera and had brought a small boom box to play the music and put in the Evanescence CD Bakura had liked so much.
�So, Bakura�� Pegasus began but Bakura�s deep voice cut him off.
�I don�t want to talk to you� Bakura growled and looked at Malik, �Only him� he nodded towards Malik.
�Malik doesn�t have the authorization to be in here alone� Pegasus began to explain.
�Just Malik!� Bakura shouted, tears in his eyes.
�Pegasus, it�s ok. Just ask them. I�ll be fine� Malik promised, he knew it was important to just get the interview.
�I can�t� Pegasus shook his head, �I won�t leave you alone.�
�Why not? It�s not like I�m going to kill him or anything� Bakura said sarcastically, glaring at the older man.
�You want the interview, right?� Malik said in a low voice to his lover.
Pegasus sighed and asked for the door to be opened and he stepped into the room that had the nurses and guards who watched from the mirror and explained the situation, though he knew they had heard.
�So, you two are together?� Bakura asked Malik with a smirk.
�N..no� Malik looked at the mirror, knowing they could hear and looked back at Bakura.
�Yeah you are, I can tell. Must be nice� Bakura said sadly.
�Why do you say that?� Malik asked, wondering how Bakura was able to tell.
�Don�t you like being loved? It�s nice, isn�t it? To have someone and not be alone� Bakura chuckled and shook his head, looking to the side.
�Yeah, it�s alright� Malik nodded.
�So you are together� Bakura laughed, seeing Malik�s frustrated expression.
�So what?� Malik crossed his arms.
�How old are you, Malik?� Bakura asked in a softer tone.
�Eighteen� Malik answered.
Bakura nodded, �You look younger, like sixteen or seventeen.�
The two looked at the door when Pegasus came back in, Bakura glaring at him.
�You can be in here and talk with him, but I�ll be right in the other room, ok?� Pegasus said to Malik and took out a few papers from his brief case, �Be sure to take notes and ask the questions I have listed. You have to remain in your chair or at least on this side of the table, no physical contact whatsoever. And at any time at all you want out or need a break or want to stop, just say so, ok?� Pegasus instructed.
�Ok� Malik nodded and gave his older lover a smile.
Pegasus smiled as well, wanting to kiss Malik but didn�t, �Alright, then� Pegasus nodded and left the room.
Malik looked at the questions Pegasus had for Bakura, �Ok, um�� before Malik could ask the first question he was interrupted by Bakura.
�Do you always do what he says? Don�t you have your own questions? Why read his?� Bakura cocked his head to the side curiously, �Hm?�
�Why do you care what I do?� Malik asked, getting irritated.
�I want someone to care for me, Malik, don�t take it for granted� Bakura glared.
�I don�t, but why should you care?� Malik repeated.
�Oh, so because one or two people care for you, you don�t need someone else to, huh? You can just toss everyone else away? What if that person needed you to care about them?� Bakura let his head fall back and he looked up at the ceiling. �You�re too important for anyone� Bakura began to sing the lyrics to the Evanescence song, �Where Will You Go?�. �There�s something wrong with everything you see. But I, I know who you really are, you�re the one who cries when you�re alone.�
�Why do you do that? Why do you start singing songs?� Malik asked, Bakura lifting his head back up to look at him.
�But where will you go, with no one left to save you from yourself. You can�t escape.

You can�t escape� Bakura continued.
�Would you answer me, please?� Malik felt uncomfortable with Bakura singing this song; he felt like Bakura was talking about him.
�You think that I can�t see right through your eyes, scared to death to face reality.

No one seems to hear your hidden cries, you�re left to face yourself alone. But where will you go, with no one left to save you from yourself. You can�t escape the truth, I realize you�re afraid, but you can�t abandon everyone. You can�t escape, you don�t want to escape� Bakura continued.
Malik just starred into Bakura�s eyes, tears coming to his own, just now realizing that the very same song started playing on the small boom box when Bakura started singing. It was so strange that it came on at this time and surprisingly, Bakura�s voice wasn�t too bad.
�I�m so sick of speaking words that no one understands. Is it clear enough that you can�t live your whole life all alone? I can hear you in a whisper, but you can�t even hear me screaming. Where will you go? With no one left to save you from yourself. You can�t escape the truth, I realize you�re afraid. But you can�t reject the whole world. You can�t escape, you won�t escape, you can�t escape, and you don�t want to escape� Bakura finished with the song, the guitars now playing.
�Why did you start singing that?� Malik asked, wiping his eyes.
�Why are you crying?� Bakura asked and watched curious at Malik�s reactions, licking his lips.
Malik, a bit angry for no real reason, stopped the Cd, Bakura�s brows coming together both in panic, confusion, and anger. Malik took the CD out and put in an Adema Cd, since Bakura seemed to know a lot of their lyrics as well.
�So, Bakura, I�ve learned that you were abused a lot in your childhood� Malik said, not even bothering to look at Pegasus�s papers, Bakura now glaring at him. �Like, your parents used you in weird rituals or something? One of those times your twin brother died, right?� Malik asked, everyone in the other room who was watching and listening in panic.
Bakura glared death at Malik and violently pulled at his restraints, growling in frustration and he began to sob loudly, thrashing his head around trying to get free. Malik felt a bit guilty for upsetting Bakura now, realizing that the only reason he did it was because Bakura had upset him just a little bit; it was like he was getting revenge.
�Bakura, I�m sorry, I shouldn�t have said that� Malik tried to apologize over Bakura�s loud noises.
Bakura stopped moving, breathing hard and starred wide-eyed at the table, his eyes still teary and he looked as if he was trapped in a memory.
�Bakura, are you ok? Do you want to talk about that? What are you thinking right now?� Malik asked calmly.
Bakura looked up at Malik as if wanting to speak, but was unsure what to say. Malik pressed his lips together curious and pressed the skip button on the boom box and waited a moment, then pressed it again. He found the song �Freaking Out� on the Cd and stopped and waited for the lyrics to begin, finding that Bakura sang along to the lyrics.
�I was so much an outcast

No one ever liked me cause I wasn't wanted

I was so different from the rest of them all

Fucked up on the drugs, from all the speed

And I never got no sleep

Cause I kept on trippin' over what they said

And everything that my mom said made me mad

And everything that my dad said made me sad

Why am I even trying?

I'm crying out, I'm crying out

I cannot seem to keep from freaking out

Spinny round, spinny round, I've fallen down

I cannot seem to keep from freaking out

You keep shootin' those glances

Relating to the rawness, I'm a fuckin' lost kid

Trying so hard to become just like me, talk like me, walk like me

You keep trippin' on everything I wear, every time I swear

Even when it comes to my hair

It seems like you don't have the time to relate to my kind

I'm not a dope pullin' your life

Why am I even trying?

I'm crying out, I'm crying out

I cannot seem to keep from freaking out

Spinny round, spinny round, I've fallen down

I cannot seem to keep from freaking out

I'm trippin' out, I'm trippin' out

I cannot seem to keep from freaking out

Draw me down, breaking down

I've hit the ground

I cannot seem to keep from freaking out

Your dreamy dreads

Are you still tripping on me?

You're drinking dread

Are you still tripping on me?

Now do you drift?

Are you still tripping on me?

Now do you drift?

Why are you tripping on me?

I was so much an outcast

Find a way to make it right

I was so much an outcast

I can't seem to find a way to make it right

I was so much an outcast

No ever liked me

I can't find a way to make it right

I was so much an outcast

I can't seem to find a way to make it right

Why am I even trying?

I'm crying out, I'm crying out

I cannot seem to keep from freaking out

Spinny round, spinny round, I've fallen down

I cannot seem to keep from freaking out

I'm trippin' out, I'm trippin' out

I cannot seem to keep from freaking out

Draw me down, breaking down

I've hit the ground

I cannot seem to keep from freaking out

I'm crying out, I'm crying out, I'm crying out, freaking out

Draw me down, breaking down

I've hit the ground

I cannot seem to keep from freaking out� Bakura sang until the song was finished and then just continued to stare at the table.
�Do you feel that way, Bakura?� Malik asked, stopping the Cd.
Bakura laid his head on the back of the chair and looked at the floor to the left, not speaking.
�Were you an outcast in school and with other kids?� Malik tried, licking his lips, seeing fresh tears in Bakura�s eyes. �You know, there are other kinds of songs. Songs that talk about trust and love and good things, too� Malik gave a small smile and put in a Cd called �Mirrorball� by Sarah McLachlan. He forwarded to a song called �Fumbling Towards Ecstasy�, soft music beginning to play with a steady beat. �And it�s nice to listen to music just for fun� Malik smiled and stood, using his pen as a microphone as he began to sing the words, trying to relieve the tension in the room.
Bakura starred at Malik curiously, wondering what he was doing exactly and listened to the lyrics of the song sung by an artist he had never heard before.
�All the fear has left me now

I'm not frightened anymore

It's my heart that pounds beneath my flesh

it's my mouth that pushes out this breath

and if I shed a tear I won't cage it

I won't fear love

and if I feel a rage I won't deny it

I won't fear love

Companion to our demons

they will dance, and we will play

With chairs, candles, and cloth

making darkness in the day

It will be easy to look in or out

upstream or down without a thought

and if I shed a tear I won't cage it

I won't fear love

and if I feel a rage I won't deny it

I won't fear love

Peace in the struggle

to find peace

comfort on the way

to comfort

and if I shed a tear I won't cage it

I won't fear love

and if I feel a rage I won't deny it

I won't fear love

I won't fear love

I won't fear love�� Malik sung with the song, even hitting the high notes, moving his hips to the beat.
Everyone in the other room just starred, wondering if both the teenagers in the room were crazy.
�What does he think he�s doing?� one nurse whispered to Pegasus.
�I don�t know�� Pegasus shook his head, thinking Malik had never danced for him before.
Malik sat back in his chair when the song was over, blushing a bit since Bakura had just starred at him the whole time, �See? I just had fun. Did you like the song? She�s one of my favorite artists. Her name is Sarah McLachlan� Malik explained.
Bakura just seemed to look confused, angry, and skeptical, �She has a nice voice� he agreed. �Why�did you do that?� he asked.
Malik shrugged, �I was just trying to lighten the mood. Will you answer my questions? Please? I am trying to help you by doing this, but it�d help if you answered.�
Bakura chuckled, �Are you sure you�re not as crazy as me?� he asked.
�Maybe I am. Here, forget the questions. I have another fun song that�s really great to get drunk to� Malik smiled and put in a mix cd he had made, the song Dropkick Murphys, �Rocky Road to Dublin� playing.
Bakura had a small smile as he listened to the silly song, Malik bobbing his head a bit to the beat.
�Oh, this next song is called Kiss by an Arabic singer called Filakia� Malik stood and danced in an Arabic way to the music, singing the foreign words.
Bakura just watched enchanted by Malik�s beautiful body and how he sung the Arabic song, which matched him perfectly since, after all, he was Egyptian.
�Did you know I knew Arabic? You knew I was Egyptian, right?� Malik smiled, sitting back down, �I just love that song. There�s an English version, too, I believe, and a woman sings it.�
�Shut up, Malik� Bakura commanded, Malik looking at him a bit confused, but didn�t speak.
Bakura starred at Malik, wanting him, wanting to be near him. But also thinking Malik would never like him, no one did. He was just pretending to be nice to him. Malik probably hated him like everyone else and was told to act this way. All he wanted was his questions to be answered.
Malik watched Bakura look at him, wondering why Bakura�s face just seemed to get more and more angry and depressed. The two just starred into each other�s eyes as if trying to figure each other out. Pegasus finally came into the room, both looking up at him and he turned the music off.
�Time to go� he said a bit stern and irritated.
�But�� Malik began.
�Now� Pegasus said, gathering the papers and putting them back in his brief case and turning the video camera off and packing it.
Bakura glared at Pegasus as the older man grabbed Malik by the upper arm like a child and dragged him out of the room, the nurses coming in to take him back to his cell.
�No! Bring Malik back!� Bakura shouted, the nurses holding is legs so he wouldn�t kick any of them.
�Pegasus, you�re hurting me� Malik said as they walked to the parking lot, Pegasus still having a tight grip on his arm.
Pegasus opened the passenger�s door and practically threw Malik in the car, then got in himself, �What the hell were you doing in there, huh? What the fuck was that?� Pegasus demanded angrily.
Malik was a bit shocked; he had never seen Pegasus mad before, �I was just�� he began to explain but his older lover cut him off.
�You just humiliated me. Your behavior was completely unprofessional and idiotic. You�re not coming back here. You didn�t get anywhere with him. We only have so many days approved for being here. Damn it, Malik, what the hell�s wrong with you?� Pegasus yelled in the car as he drove.
�I�I was just trying to lighten the mood, get him to trust me a bit. I�thought, you know, he liked music it seemed and I wanted to show that I did too and that music didn�t have to be so serious. I�m sorry, I guess I wasn�t really thinking. I�� Malik was once again interrupted.
�That�s right, you weren�t thinking. You were acting like an immature teenager. He�s a god damned killer, Malik. If he ever got free again you�d probably be the first one he�d come find and kill you too. He doesn�t trust, ok? No matter what he�s not going to trust you, or believe you, or be normal. Ok? Why didn�t you just do as I said?� Pegasus shook his head.
Malik looked down, fidgeting with his fingers, �I�m sorry. I won�t do it again. Please let me come with you next time. I promise I won�t say anything. I�ll just sit there. Besides, he won�t talk without me, remember?� Malik begged.
�I don�t even know if they�ll let you back� Pegasus said a bit calmer, but still irritated.
Malik sighed and looked out the window. He was just trying to make Bakura happy and have fun. //I wonder why he told me to shut up// Malik thought. He did begin to think that it was a bit weird while he was in there alone with Bakura. It was like they were both in this different world than everyone else. He didn�t really mind being with Bakura and it was hard to remember that Bakura probably would murder him if he were free.
Malik went with Pegasus back to his lover�s apartment and started his homework in the living room while Pegasus made dinner. Pegasus walked into the living room while the food cooked and he gave Malik a bottle of Bacardi Silver and sat on the couch and turned on the large tv to watch the news, drinking his own bottle of Bacardi. Malik took a few gulps from his bottle and got up to sit next to Pegasus.
�I really am sorry� Malik put his bottle on the side table and hugged Pegasus, nuzzling his chest.
Pegasus sighed, �I know, don�t worry about it� he petted Malik�s back.
�Why did he tell me to shut up?� Malik asked, hoping his question didn�t make Pegasus mad again.
�He didn�t want you to talk anymore probably because he started to fantasize about you and you talking would ruin his concentration. Malik, be more careful. You�ve read and seen the pictures of what he does to people. You wouldn�t be any different. All he tries to do is control his victims. He doesn�t believe anyone could like him or love him and killing them or drugging them or whatever gives him ultimate control and he�s able to be how he thinks, intimate with them, but at the same time is frustrated he �has to� do it that way. Most serial killers are just wanting to connect with someone, to be close to someone so they don�t feel alone, searching for something to fulfill their emotional emptiness. But at the same time, they believe no one would ever want to love them or could, so they force them� Pegasus explained the best he could.
�Sometimes it�s just really confusing to try and understand the way he thinks� Malik sighed, having so many questions, unable to get Bakura out of his mind.
�I think I�d be worried if I could really understand how he thought� Pegasus shook his head, �I just know what I do from reading about it and movies.�
Malik chuckled and lifted his head, then moved to straddle Pegasus�s hips, �I think I�d be worried too� he smiled and kissed his lover, Pegasus cupping Malik�s butt with his hands as they kissed.
Bakura laid on his back in his pillowed room, once again starring up at the ceiling.
�All the fear has left me now. I�m not frightened anymore�� he sung softly the song Malik had sung to him.
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SecretSoul: Hmmm�that was productive.
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