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SecretSoul: you all knew this was coming.^_~
Disturbed : Chapter 5
Malik sat in the interview room alone, Pegasus in the other room. Bakura was brought in and taken out of his restraints and he sat in the chair, looking at Malik the way he always did; angry, sad, and curious all at the same time.
“He seems really calm and stable around you so we thought he could use a break from the jacket and such. But remember, we are right in the other room if you need help” one nurse said and everyone left, leaving the two alone. Malik put in a Marilyn Manson Cd and played the song ‘Sweet Dreams (Are Made of These)’.
Malik stood and walked over to Bakura and straddled him in the chair and kissed his lips lustfully. Bakura ran his hands down Malik’s back and then pushed him onto the floor, landing on top of him and his own chair flying across the room. Suddenly they were both naked, Bakura holding Malik’s wrists down by his head in bruisingly tight grips. Malik moaned as Bakura licked down his neck and bit at his collar bone, their erections touching each other’s teasingly. The two fire sprinklers on the ceiling exploded, crimson blood spraying from them and covering everything. Malik managed to push Bakura onto his back and he began sucking Bakura’s large cock, swallowing the blood that entered his mouth as the two became covered with the warm liquid. Bakura moaned in the pleasure, opening his mouth to taste the blood falling down.
Malik quickly sat up in bed when cold water splashed his face and he realized he was sweating and that his penis was fully aroused.
“Someone was having fun in la-la land” Marik raised an eyebrow, seeing the large bulge under the sheets between Malik‘s legs. “You’re gonna be late for class” Marik said, holding the cup that had held the cold water he used to wake his brother up.
Malik had decided to go home after dinner and sex at Pegasus’s place.
“I was…” Malik wiped the water from his face and got out of bed, his erection sticking out of the pee pocket (as I call it^_^) of his boxers.
“God, put that thing away, I don’t wanna see that” Marik shook his head and walked out of the room, already dressed for school.
Malik rolled his eyes and went to the bathroom to pee, his arousal slowly leaving him as he thought about the dream. //Why was I dreaming that? I’m not like that at all. Especially with the blood thing, and I don’t like rough sex or Marylin Manson…well, a few of his songs are ok. But why Bakura? Why not Pegasus?// he thought and took his boxers off to get in the shower. When he was finished and finally got dressed he went to the kitchen, finding Marik had already left for his classes.
After classes Malik met Pegasus for lunch and then the two went to the asylum, where they did let Malik go inside to talk with Bakura again, but he couldn’t bring the music anymore and Pegasus stayed in the room this time. Bakura was brung into the room and once again restrained to the chair. Malik blushed a bit; he couldn’t help but think of his dream. Malik quickly set up the video camera and sat down next to Pegasus.
“Only Malik” Bakura said coldly to Pegasus.
“That’s not going to be allowed this time, and neither is the music, so don’t ask” Pegasus said, opening his file and taking out his questions and a note pad.
Malik curiously looked up at the ceiling, seeing that there were two fire sprinklers, but he was pretty sure they wouldn’t spray blood if they had to come on.
“Just Malik!” Bakura barked, pulling at his restraints.
Pegasus sighed and looked at Malik, “You ask my questions and that is it. Act professional and mature” he instructed and left the two alone.
Bakura waited for the older man to leave and looked at Malik with a smirk, “You’re blushing” he observed, tilting his head to the side.
“I’m a little hot” Malik replied and looked at the first question. “You’re first two victims were children much younger than you. Why did you chose them and not someone more your age?” Malik read and then looked up at Bakura, who did not look happy at all.
“I don’t want to answer these” Bakura said stubbornly.
“Why not?” Malik asked.
“Because I don’t want to” Bakura said dryly, trying to move his legs, but knew he couldn’t.
Malik pressed his lips together and looked at the two-way mirror, hoping he wouldn’t get kicked out for this, “Do you like me, Bakura?” he asked, putting his pen down and he leaned back in the chair. “Do you?” Malik repeated, running a hand up his shirt slowly, then acted like he was scratching his stomach slightly.
“Why?” Bakura asked cautiously after a moment.
“Well, I want to make a deal with you. If you answer my questions, then I’ll kiss you” Malik could have sworn he heard Pegasus coughing on his own air after hearing that.
Bakura looked at Malik skeptically, “Yeah, right. Why would you do that? How do I know if you will? I’m not that stupid, I know you’re not allowed to do that.”
“I’m sure I can do it just this once. Maybe I like you too, after all, I was blushing, right?” Malik smiled, “Please?”
“I want you to sit in my lap as you ask me the questions” Bakura answered, “That’s the only deal.”
“Malik, get out here” one nurse said over the speaker.
Malik rolled his eyes and stood, leaving the room and going to the room with the two-way mirror.
“What? I don’t care. He’ll answer the questions. Maybe if I can get him to admit he did wrong things you can send him to jail to be executed” Malik explained before the others had an opportunity to lecture him.
“I don’t like this at all” Pegasus crossed his arms.
The other nurses looked at the head nurse, “As long as the boss doesn’t know…” one hinted, all of them wanting Bakura out of there.
“This is so stupid…fine, but I swear you’re causing trouble for yourself” the head nurse shook his head and let Malik back in the room.
Malik was blushing and he smiled at Bakura as he walked over to the table, picking up the notepad of questions and his pen. Bakura’s eyes widened as he walked around the table and pulled him and his chair out from the table a little bit. Malik moved in front of Bakura and sat in his lap, with one leg on each side of Bakura’s hips straddling him, his knees bent. Bakura’s eyes roamed over Malik’s body, his heart beating with Malik so close to him. Malik leaned forward so that his lips were next to Bakura’s ears, Bakura softly rubbing his cheek next to Malik’s.
“Believe me, I’m enjoying this too” Malik whispered in Bakura’s ear and sat back up, repeating the first question.
Bakura pulled at his restraints as he spoke, leaning forward as much as he could but still couldn’t reach Malik, “I…don’t know. I don’t know why I chose the little girl and boy. I wasn’t sure which I liked better. Everyone older than me fucked me, so I found people younger than me to fuck. The little boy, Eric, he liked me, at least he acted like he did. I wanted to be closer to him, but he wouldn’t let me. And..he made all these noises and tried to get away from me, I wasn’t doing anything to him” Bakura shook his head, trying to not cry, “I had to make him quiet.”
“Why? If what you were doing wasn’t wrong, then why did he try to get away and scream?” Malik asked, writing a few notes.
“He didn’t want to be with me. I had to make him stay. I wanted him there with me…and so I made it so he was. I know he ended up dead” Bakura said casually with a shrug, “But I got to be with him” Bakura smiled a childish smile.
Malik bit his lower lip, “Would you do that to me?” he asked.
Bakura pulled hard in his restraints, causing Malik to grab the back of the chair so he wouldn’t fall off his lap, “Stay this way” Bakura ordered, liking Malik’s arms on either side of him, making Malik closer to him.
“Would you kill me, Bakura? Even if I did everything you said? If I loved you and stayed with you, would you still make me one of your dolls and kill me?” Malik asked in a low voice.
“No one really wants to be with me” Bakura nodded with tears in his eyes and looked to the side
“Forget your stupid parents and the other kids. You’re just selfish. You want it to be all about you all the time. If the other person is alive you’ll actually have to care for them. God forbid they’ll be their independent thinking selves” Malik said coldly to Bakura, forcing Bakura’s head back to look at him, Bakura glaring at him. “Right? You just want an easy fuck whenever you feel like it and not have to listen to another person or care for them, huh? You don’t want to be close to anyone. You don’t even want to be loved, do you?” Malik squeezed his thighs together, his legs hugging Bakura’s body.
Bakura’s breath increased as he continued to glare at Malik, “Get away from me” Bakura said in a low growl, Malik still holding his face.
“Pegasus, I think Malik should be taken out of there” the head nurse said.
“Wait, he’s actually getting somewhere, though” one nurse point out, watching with wide eyes.
“You are just a pervert” another nurse crossed his arms.
Malik closed the gap between Bakura and himself, kissing the killer’s lips hungrily, dropping the note pad with the questions and pen and ran his hands through Bakura’s wild hair, pressing his groin into Bakura’s. Pegasus, along with the other nurses rushed into the room and pulled Malik away from Bakura, both glaring at each other silently, Pegasus dragging Malik out of the room, another nurse packing his things and following. Pegasus took his things from the nurse and apologized, then continued to drag Malik out of the building and to his car.
“Mr. Crawford!” the head nurse caught up with the doctor, Malik going ahead and getting in the car.
“I’m really sorry. I don’t know what got into him. He will no longer be joining me” Pegasus apologized again.
“Good. We really shouldn’t have let that happen. But…and I hate to say this, but…perhaps your intern has…he may have some psychological issues you may want to look into as well” the head nurse suggested and walked back inside.
Pegasus got in the car, slamming his door and sped off to his apartment, both remaining silent.
“Just take me home” Malik said with his arms crossed, glaring out the window.
Pegasus ignored Malik and took him to his apartment, then dragged his young lover upstairs and threw him into the apartment, slamming the front door. He walked up to Malik and back-handed him across the face, Malik landing on the floor.
“You fucking slut!” Pegasus growled and went up to Malik and kicked him in the stomach. “What the fuck was that? I told you to not humiliate me again! What the fuck is wrong with you?! Huh!? Answer me!?” Pegasus picked Malik up and slammed him against a wall.
“Stop! Pegasus stop! Please!” Malik cried; Pegasus had never done this before and he was scared shitless.
“You find serial killers sexy? Huh?! I can kill you if you want!” Pegasus grabbed Malik’s throat and began to squeeze.
Malik struggled to get free, gasping for air. Pegasus finally released his lover and let Malik fall to the floor, coughing violently.
“I’m…s..sorry” Malik choked.
Pegasus sat beside Malik and hugged him tightly, “I know. But it’s not going to happen again, is it? No, because you’re never going back there. Now, if you’re good, I won’t report anything and I won’t fire you, ok?” Pegasus wiped Malik’s tears away. Malik nodded his head with a sniff. “Alright. Now, let’s have a nice night together, ok?” Pegasus pulled Malik to his feet and led him by hand to the bedroom.
Malik laid in bed awake until Pegasus fell asleep. He then got out of bed and put on his boxers and walked over to the window, looking down at the street, then turned to look at his older lover, glaring at him. //Bakura wouldn’t put up with this. He practically just raped me. The only reason I participated was because I didn’t want to get hit again. He never seemed to be the type to be abusive before. Of course I’ve only been with him since a few weeks after the semester began. I could kill him…I’d have to try and find a way to not get caught. But then I wouldn’t have a job…I suppose I could always be someone else’s intern// Malik thought and walked over to the bed, looking down at Pegasus sleep. //I can’t believe I’m thinking this. Could I really kill him? It seems like he’d kill me if I tried to break up with him…how am I ever going to get away from him…unless he breaks up with me. I have a feeling he wouldn’t do that. What am I suppose to do? I guess I could tell the school, but they probably wouldn’t believe me. If I were going to kill him, how could I do it?// Malik shook his head with a sigh and got back under the covers next to Pegasus and laid his head on the older man’s chest, listening to his heart beat. //Maybe he just lost his temper. After all, I did kiss another man. I shouldn’t have done that…I don’t even know why I did. It’s like I’m a different person when I’m with Bakura. Like he makes me crazy, too. Maybe he’s not really crazy, he just thinks differently. He’s been hurt so much in the past. But Pegasus is right, I keep forgetting that Bakura probably would kill me too. I’m afraid to die. I don’t know what would happen to me. Mom was into the Christian stuff, dad didn’t really care. I don’t even know what Pegasus believes// Malik looked up at his older lover, //Why did I even start going out with him? Was it really because he was rich? Rich enough, anyway// Malik sighed and laid his head back down and hugged Pegasus’s body tightly. //At least I have someone. I hate being alone and having to sleep alone. Pegasus is just trying to do what’s best for me. I should just forget about Bakura// Malik decided and closed his eyes to try and get some sleep.
The next morning Pegasus’s alarm clock went off at 7:00 a.m. sharp, the 30 year old slowly opening his eyes and turned the alarm off, then looked at Malik sleeping on his chest.
Pegasus smiled and shook Malik gently, “Wake up, hun” he said softly.
Malik nuzzled Pegasus’s chest and slowly lifted his head, a big bruise on his cheek from where his lover hit him, “Morning already?” Malik yawned.
“Yeah…oh, honey, God, I did that?” Pegasus sat up and softly ran his fingertips on Malik’s cheek.
“I deserved it” Malik looked down ashamed, “I’m really sorry for what I did. I love you, Pegasus, I don’t know why I did that” Malik apologized.
“Don’t worry about it. After your classes just go to my office at the clinic and there should be some files that really need to be sorted and filed. Can you do that for me?” Pegasus asked, putting some of Malik’s hair behind his ears.
“Sure” Malik smiled and pulled his lover into a kiss.
Pegasus dropped Malik off at his apartment and Malik opened the door, finding his brother dressed and eating left over Taco Bell for breakfast. Marik looked up at his brother and immediately stood and went over to him.
“Oh my God, Malik! I knew it. He hit you, didn’t he? That fucking son of a bitch…bastard…I’m going to saw his nuts off with a butter knife” Marik said angrily, seeing Malik’s bruise.
“Marik, he didn’t hit me, ok? I…fell. I tripped over my book bag and…hit his coffee table, ok? Pegasus would never do that” Malik assured, rolling his eyes and going to his room.
Marik narrowed his eyes and followed his brother, finding him in his bathroom stripping to take a shower, “I don’t believe you. Malik, just tell me, ok? You don’t have to put up with his bullshit. Tell the school that set you up to be his intern to begin with.”
Malik put his hands on his hips, now nude, “Marik, stop. I’m fine. You should be more worried about Duke going off with Joey all the time.”
“God damn it, Malik, Duke is NOT cheating on me. Especially with Joey” Marik said angrily.
Malik smirked, “Really? Get to Duke’s apartment right now and if he’s not with Joey, I’ll break up with Pegasus” Malik offered.
Marik shook his head, “Fine” he turned and went to the living room, grabbing his book bag and leaving the apartment.
Marik angrily got in his car and drove to the apartments right outside the campus and parked in front of Duke’s apartment, his throat drying when he seen Joey’s car. //Maybe they were just…studying…// Marik thought and walked up to his boyfriend’s apartment and just when he was going to knock on the door it opened, both Duke and Joey holding hands and then looked up at him, both wide-eyed and paling.
“Marik, wait. This isn’t what it looks like…Joey…um…” Duke licked his lips and looked at the blonde.
Marik clenched his fists, tears in his lavender eyes, “I can NOT believe this. I’ve done everything for your scrawny ass and you sleep with him! Why? Why fuck did you do this? Huh? If you didn’t want to be with me why didn’t you just break up with me?!” Marik yelled, hardly able to control his anger.
“Aww, are you gonna cry?” Joey mocked with a chuckle.
Marik narrowed his eyes and punched Joey, then blonde crashing to the floor, “Duke, answer me” Marik said coldly, the lump in his throat making it difficult for him to speak.
Duke shrugged, “I just don’t…feel anything for you. You’re nice, but…Joey and I have more in common. I guess I just didn’t know how to tell you; I was waiting for the right time” Duke explained.
Marik shook his head, his tears finally falling, “That is a load of bull shit, Duke. I was nothing more than free stuff for you. Free movies, free clothes, free rides, more sex. God, everyone’s right. You’re nothing but a fucking slut. I defended you when people talked about you, I even fought with my own brother to protect you.”
Duke starred at Marik, tears in his eyes, Joey getting off the floor, his nose bleeding.
“I…” Duke began.
“Forget it. He’ll last another week before he finds someone else” Marik said dryly to Joey and walked off down the hall, wiping the tears from his cheeks.
Malik was finally ready to leave the apartment; he had spent forever trying to decide what to wear, when he heard his brother pull into the parking lot, screeching to a stop. Malik bit his lower lip //I was hoping I wouldn’t be right// he thought, just waiting for his twin to come inside. Marik opened the front door and slammed it shut, walking past Malik to the couch, sitting down and resting his elbows on his knees, burying his face in hands.
“Marik?” Malik walked over to his brother and sat next to him, “I’m sorry. I…I shouldn’t have told you to go over there. He’s not worth it. You should be going to class. Come on, we’re both late” Malik said concerned, rubbing his twin’s back.
“No…I’m glad I found out. God…I just can’t believe it…” Marik sniffed and lifted his head, letting his hands drop.
“Come on, you and I both know you can do better. What about that Ryou guy. He’s really cute and you like the shy type. I happen to know that he eats lunch with Noah every day by the park on campus” Malik suggested then suddenly his eyes widened.
“I don’t know…maybe I should just forget about relationships and focus on school for a while” Marik sighed and looked at his brother, “What’s wrong?” he asked, his twin looking as though he had seen a ghost.
“No, you are definitely ready. I’ll introduce you two. Meet me after my last class, ok? I know you two will just love each other” Malik smiled and waved to his brother to go to class.
“God he’s weird sometimes” Marik shook his head and gave a big sigh as he left.
By the afternoon Malik was in his last class and he decided to leave 10 minutes early, since Marik’s class got out before his. He found his twin waiting in the hallway.
“Come on, let’s not keep the future Mr. Ishtar waiting” Malik smiled and grabbed his brother’s hand, dragging him out of the building.
“Malik, I really don’t think I’m ready for a new relationship. What if he doesn’t like me…that will just make me feel worse” Marik pointed out as Malik dragged him to the park.
“Trust me” Malik pulled Marik up to the bench Ryou and Naoh were sitting on.
“Hey, Naoh” Malik smiled; he never really hung out with Naoh much and mostly just knew him from high school. Malik had never really paid attention to Ryou at all.
“Hey…Malik” Naoh couldn’t think for a minute on what the Egyptian’s name was. “Um, get in a fight?” Naoh asked, noticing Malik’s bruise.
“I fell. I’m so clumsy” Malik giggled and looked at Ryou, “Hey, Ryou. I bet you don’t remember me at all, do you? I remember you” Malik gave a sweet smile, “This is my twin brother, Marik” Malik pulled Marik up to his side.
“Hey” Marik gave a small smile.
“Hello” Ryou said politely.
“So…um…what are you guys studying?” Naoh asked, Malik moving to sit beside Naoh, leaving the only other available spot to sit to his brother, which was next to Ryou.
“I’m majoring in psychology” Malik explained, “What about you?”
“Right now I’m thinking about social work” Naoh answered.
“What about you, Ryou?” Malik smiled.
“Well…I really cant’ decide. I either want to work with abused children or be the one to put the abusers away” Ryou replied, looking down at the ground.
“That seems kind of depressing. I plan on working for Disney. I’m gonna help create those magical movies” Marik chuckled.
“Wow, really?” Naoh smiled, “That is so cool. What made you decide to do that?” the teal-haired boy asked, the two leaning forward to see each other, Ryou still between them.
“How could I not want to? I loved their cartoon movies when I was kid. Especially ‘Aladdin’, I mean come on, it was great” Marik smiled.
“That one was good. I loved ’Treasure Planet’ ” Naoh agreed.
“What made you interested with working with abused kids?” Malik asked Ryou, the two sitting back so they could see each other.
Ryou shrugged, “I like kids and I think they should have a good life. Why psychology?”
“I’m fascinated with the mind. You know? Why people act how they do, why someone is one way and what caused it and how someone is completely different and why. It’s just really amazing. Hey, let me get your number, ok?” Malik asked, taking out his cell phone.
“Why?” Ryou asked cautiously.
Malik rolled his eyes with a chuckle, “So I can call you, duh. We can hang out and talk about stuff. I’ll get Noah’s number too. We’re in college, we’re suppose to meet new people and hang out and do stuff” Malik looked at Ryou, waiting for the number.
Ryou gave a small smile, “You’re right. Um, 895-4765.”
“Ok, let me get your picture. It shows up when I come across your number. Not that I’ll forget your pretty face” Malik winked and held his phone up, taking a picture of Ryou. “Ok, you next, Naoh, by the way, how’s your cousin?” Malik asked casually.
Naoh and Marik stopped talking and starred at Malik, “He’s still working with Yami on trying to get that sick bastard executed. You know, that serial killer guy” Noah shook his head.
“Bakura?” Malik reminded a bit rudely. //He’s not a sick bastard// Malik thought.
“Yeah, hey, aren’t you working with that doctor and talking to him or something? I bet he’s really fucked up, huh?” Noah chuckled.
Malik tried to not get angry, “He, yeah” he nodded, “But I’m not allowed to go anymore. I…got in trouble. I asked him about his brother” Malik looked at Ryou, “And he freaked out and so I’m not allowed back.”
Ryou sipped his bottled water as Malik talked, but he still obviously looked in deep thought.
“Don’t you need to get to Pegasus’s office? Well, he wouldn’t fire you, would he?” Marik sat back, putting his arms behind the bench.
Malik narrowed his eyes, “Probably not. But I do have to go. Just give me your number really quick, Noah” Malik stood, putting his book bag on.
“877-6329” Noah answered.
“Ok, bye!” Malik smiled and walked off.
“He’s nice” Ryou commented.
“Seems a bit eccentric” Noah shrugged.
“Yeah, I know. I think it’s because he’s the younger one. I was born an hour and half before him” Marik smiled at Noah.
Noah nodded, “Yeah…so, where are you going next? Do you have another class?” he asked.
“No, but I do have homework” Marik sighed.
“Yeah, me too. Wanna go to Starbucks and do homework together?” Noah offered, “Wanna come, Ryou?” he remembered his friend.
“Nah, I really need to clean up my apartment. Mokuba always says I don’t do enough” Ryou sighed and stood, putting his book bag on.
“Is he your boyfriend?” Marik asked bluntly.
Ryou chuckled, “Oh no. He’s just a friend, bye” Ryou smiled and walked off.
Malik pulled into the parking lot of the Center for Family Learning Clinic where Pegasus worked. He rushed inside and went to Pegasus’s office, finding his older lover just about ready to leave.
“Hey” Malik smiled and put his book bag down in a chair.
“Hey” Pegasus winked. “I’ll be back in an hour or so.”
“Pegasus? C..can I still watch the video recordings?” Malik asked a bit hesitantly.
“Sure” Pegasus shrugged and looked to see if the coast was clear and quickly kissed Malik’s cheek before leaving.
Malik sighed and began sorting the files. He hated this kind of work, but he knew he was just the intern after all. Malik looked at the scribbled notes near the phone with a casual glance when his eyes read the note on top of the pile. ‘Court trial for Bakura next week’.
“Oh my God…” Malik gasped and took out his cell phone and dialed Noah’s number.
“Hello?” Noah answered.
“Hey, Noah, it’s Malik. Do you have Yami’s phone number? I really need to talk to him about something” Malik didn’t know what he was doing or why he cared so much, but he had to know for sure.
“Um, sure. 895-2384” Noah answered and was a bit surprised when Malik just hung up.
Malik dialed the number and waited impatiently for the reply, “Hello?” Yami answered.
“Hey, Yami. Um, you may not remember me. This is Malik Ishtar, you know, from high school? I think we had English together” Malik said quickly.
“Ok…yeah, I think I remember you. How’d you get my number?” Yami asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Noah. Listen, um, your fight in the courts to get that serial killer Bakura in prison, executed, whatever, um…did that work out yet?” Malik licked his lips, hoping the note on Pegasus’s desk was a mistake.
“Uh, yeah, just this morning. How did you find out?” Yami asked, “I finally convinced the judge to have a trial to show that that freak is sane enough to be put in a real prison for life or executed.”
“A trial…so…they may not do that, right?” Malik asked, biting one of his nails.
“Why are you asking me this? It may not happen, but it’d better, especially with one of the richest, youngest CEO’s on my side” Yami said a bit annoyed.
“I’m just curious. Thanks, later” Malik hung up and bit his lower lip. A minute later he dialed the asylum’s number, “Um, hello, I was wondering if there was…if there were visitor’s hours there?…Yeah, I know someone there that I’d like to visit…Bakura Ryou…” Malik took a deep breath when the receptionist asked for his name, “Malik Isthar…please, I know my behavior with Dr. Crawford was unprofessional, but I was just doing what I was learning in school. There are a lot of new methods out there…Well, maybe Dr. Crawford and the others are closed-minded to new medicine. I just want to visit him one more time, there’s something very important I need to tell him. Please, just once” Malik begged. “Oh God, thank you so much. I love you so much. I’ll do anything to repay you…thanks so much, bye” Malik hung up and realized he hadn’t gotten much work done at all.
“You do know you’re not getting paid to talk on the phone, right?” another doctor that worked at the clinic said from the doorway.
Malik turned around startled, “Um, I know. It was an emergency. I’m sorry” Malik apologized and began to put the files away.
“Where’d you get the bruise?” the doctor asked, sipping the coffee he had carried with him in his mug.
“I fell” Malik chuckled, shaking his head and looked at the doctor, “How long were you standing there?” he asked.
“Since you called the asylum. Malik, I must say I’m a bit concerned for you. I know I don’t know you that well, but I can tell something is wrong. That is my job” the doctor chuckled and sat in a chair. “Why do you need to talk to a killer for?” he asked curiously.
“I really don’t want to talk about this, Dr. Ishtar. I have my reasons, ok?” Malik said, trying to not be annoyed.
“Please, call me Odion. It gets confusing when we have the same last names” Odion smiled. “Why not talk to be about it? You’re not going to do anything illegal are you?”
Malik rolled his eyes, “No, I found something he may like to know about before they execute him or send him to prison for life where he’ll just be abused more.”
“You have a lot of sympathy for someone who’d treat you like a rag doll. He doesn’t see people as humans, but as objects” Odion reminded, “And yet you still kissed him” he added.
“How do you know about that? Everyone knows, don’t they?” Malik felt so angry and he turned to face the window, walking over to it and looking outside at the busy street.
Odion sighed and stood, walking over to Malik and stood behind him, “Most of us know. And yes Pegasus told us, but we’re all friends here and we help each other. He needed to relieve the stress and vent about it. He was mostly concerned as to why you did it, as are a lot of us.”
Malik sniffed as he felt tears come to his eyes, “Why is everyone attacking me about this? I don’t know why I did it. It was exciting. Physically I felt attracted to Bakura. But I do need to see him about something that I don’t want to talk about, ok?” Malik wiped his tears away and put his arms around his waist.
“Alright, well, if you do want to talk and you don’t feel you can talk to your friends or Pegasus because you work for him, you can talk to me, ok? I can keep my mouth shut” Odion put a supportive hand on Malik’s shoulder and squeezed lightly.
“Ok” Malik nodded, turning around to look at Odion.
Odion smiled, “Well, let’s hope that bruise heals quickly, you look so much better without it” he winked and went on his way.
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SecretSoul: dun-dun-daaa! *clash of lightning*.
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