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SecretSoul: hmmmm…
Disturbed : Chapter 6
Malik looked up from playing an internet game called Zuma on Pegasus’s computer when his lover came into his office, “Hey, how’d it go?” Malik asked, closing out the game.
Pegasus shook his head, “He was crazy the whole time, mostly because you weren’t there.”
“Oh…well, the video should be interesting, huh?” Malik smiled and stood.
“Get everything done?” Pegasus asked.
“Yup. A few of your patients called, I left you the messages” Malik informed, grabbing his book bag.
“I’ll look at them later. I’ve got a headache from hell” Pegasus sighed and the two left and went back to Pegasus’s apartment.
Malik laid on his stomach on the floor, watching the video interview for that day with his eyes wide open. Pegasus sat on the floor with his laptop on the coffee table and he typed away as Malik watched, sipping some expensive beer. Malik watched as Pegasus sat back down from turning the recorder on, Bakura in the room and strapped to the chair as usual.
“Where’s Malik?” Bakura asked, leaning as forward as he could in his chair glaring at Pegasus.
“After Malik’s actions in the last interview session, Malik will no longer be joining me” Pegasus explained.
“Well I’m not talking to you” Bakura said in a snobbish tone and chuckled and leaned back in his chair.
“Why not? Why will you only talk to Malik?” Pegasus asked calmly.
“I said I’m not talking to you! I don’t want to do this anymore” Bakura looked at the two-way mirror, “Nurse! I want to leave! I’m not doing this anymore! I don’t want to anymore!” Bakura shouted and laid his head on the back of the chair and starred at the ceiling and began to hum a tune, showing that he was going to completely ignore Pegasus.
“Bakura, try to cooperate” Pegasus said in an annoyed voice.
Bakura suddenly began to cry and he shook his head, “No! Just leave! Leave like Malik did! And everyone else! LEAVE ME ALONE! GO AWAY!” Bakura yelled as he cried, pulling against his restraints violently.
Bakura managed to knock his chair back and he straightened his legs enough and was able to get the handcuffs that were around his ankles from the legs of the chair and he quickly wiggled out of the leather belt holding him to the chair and he stood, still bound by the stray jacket. Pegasus stood, Bakura glaring at him and both looked when the door flew open and security and three nurses came rushing inside. Malik felt tears come to his eyes as he heard Bakura screaming and yelling obscenities at them and tried kicking them, but the security guards hit him with their sticks and one punched him, sending him crashing into the cement floor. Malik covered his mouth as he watched the guards kick and beat Bakura for several minutes, a nurse finally injecting him with a large needle. A moment later the guards literally dragged Bakura’s limp body out of the room, but the insane killer still barely conscious.
“We’re very sorry about that. And your interview, I’m afraid it’ll be quite impossible to continue it” one of the nurses apologized to Pegasus.
“That’s alright. I suppose I can find another” Pegasus sighed and walked over to the camera and turned it off.
Malik looked at his lover still typing on his laptop, “How…can they really just beat him like that?” Malik asked, wiping his tears away.
Pegasus looked up from the screen of his computer, “No, but no one cares. He’s a killer” Pegasus shrugged and raised an eyebrow, “Why you feel sympathy for him I’ll never know.”
Malik shrugged and moved over beside Pegasus, “Well, I see him as someone who’s hurting on the inside and just needs help. You said yourself he’s been through a lot. You’re a psychologist, don’t you feel any urge at all to help him?” Malik asked softly.
Pegasus sighed and closed the laptop, “I want to help people that can be helped and that want to be helped. There are a lot of problems with Bakura, and I think once includes schizophrenia. But he’s aware enough to know that if he ‘gets better’ at all he’ll be removed from the asylum, I think he knows that, anyway. When they caught him they tried to put him in a court room, but he wouldn’t calm down, he, of course, tried to get out. There’s actually a video of the court session if you want to see it” Pegasus offered, “Maybe then you’ll see how fucked up he really is.”
“You have a copy?” Malik asked as his lover stood and looked through his DVDs.
“Yeah, they gave it to me to help me study him. I have to give it back by the end of the week, though” Pegasus answered and put the DVD in.
Pegasus sat back down on the couch and Malik moved to cuddle next to him as they watched. Bakura could be seen sitting behind a table with a lawyer that was appointed to him by the court and looked very bored. Bakura sat in the orange jumper outfit with his hands handcuffed behind his back and his ankles shackled as well. Bakura sat starring up at the ceiling while tapping one of his legs, making a jingling noise as the judge called the court to order.
“Mr. Bakura Ryou, you have been charged with…three..accounts…” the judge raised an eyebrow when the white-haired teenager began to loudly sing ‘Particle Man’ by They Might Be Giants. “Mr. Ryou, I WILL have order in MY court room!” the judge said angrily.
Bakura raised his head to glare at the judge, the police in the room ready for anything, “Go shove your thumb up your ass!” Bakura laughed and stood, the police officers immediately going over to him and grabbing him.
Bakura head-bucked one of them and managed to get away from their grasps and reached the middle of the court room when more officers tackled him to the floor, Bakura screaming and yelling, trying to get free and he cried loudly. One officer returned to the room and shot a tranquilizer into Bakura’s arm, his body immediately going limp. The police officers that were holding him down released him to catch their breath a moment. Bakura laid on the floor, tears running down the sides of his face and he starred up at the ceiling and began mumbling the song ‘Angels’ by Sarah McLachlan. The police then carelessly picked Bakura’s body off the floor and carried him out of the court room. Then the video just showed the judge talking with a few people and some people leaving the room, then it stopped.
“After that they had a psychiatrist examine Bakura and that’s how he ended up in the asylum” Pegasus explained to his lover, who sat wide-eyed.
“Wow…don’t you wish they had something like in the movie ‘The Cell’ and get inside his mind? I think it’d be really cool to see how he sees things” Malik shook his head and Pegasus got up to turn the tv and DVD player off.
“Not really. But even if that was possible, they wouldn’t send you” Pegasus assured, Malik rolling his eyes. “Are you staying tonight?” Pegasus asked, sitting back down and putting an arm around Malik’s shoulders.
“Can’t we just cuddle tonight? I’m really not in the mood to make love” Malik sighed and nuzzled Pegasus’s chest, hugging him tightly.
“Sure. I just like it when you stay” Pegasus moved and scooped Malik up in his arms, carrying him to the bed room.
The two quickly brushed their teeth; Malik had a tooth brush both at Pegasus’s place and at his own apartment, and then they stripped to their boxers and got in bed. Malik cuddled close to Pegasus and wrapped his arms tight around his older lover. Pegasus put his arms around Malik and ran a soft hand up and down his back until he fell asleep. Malik sighed, he couldn’t stop thinking about Bakura and how they were going to try and put him in court again. //They may just bring him in there to tell him he’s going to jail and execute him a month later// Malik thought in worry.
In the morning the two once again woke up to Pegasus’s alarm clock. They ate a quick breakfast and took a shower together simply for the efficiency.
“See you after your classes” Pegasus smiled and kissed Malik before they left the apartment.
Malik smiled and got in his own car and drove back to his own apartment, his twin sitting in the living room actually having a normal breakfast this time consisting of cereal.
“Hey” Marik said and watched his brother go to his room.
“Hey” Malik said as he walked by.
Marik shrugged and continued to watch the morning cartoons while eating his Cookie Crisp. Malik changed his clothes real quick and hurried back out of his room.
“So, did you and Ryou hit it off?” Malik asked, sitting on the couch to tie his shoes.
Marik smiled, “Actually, Noah and I have a lot of chemistry. It’s weird, you wouldn’t think he’d be my type, but that’s just his surface. He’s actually quite different once you get into him…get to know him better, you know” Marik chuckled.
“You didn’t…” Malik sighed, “Marik, honestly, you were so heartbroken about Duke and you sleep with some guy you meet in one day?”
“What? It was love at first sight. Like you said, I should forget Duke. I think Noah and I have a real future together” Marik watched as his brother seemed to be in a hurry.
“Well, good luck with that. What happened to Ryou while you two were having the times of your lives?” Malik asked, picking up his book back and slinging it over one shoulder.
“He said he had homework and had to clean or something because his roommate’s real anal. Are you ok? You seem…stressed” Marik asked and began to drink the left-over milk in his bowl.
“I…need to get to the library real quick before class. I’ll see you later” Malik waved and walked out of the apartment.
Malik got in his car and started the 45 minute drive to the asylum. He knew it probably wasn’t a good idea to cut class, but this may be the only time he could see Bakura again. That nurse was the only one that was going to let him and after today the nurse was going on vacation for two weeks. //The only thing I wonder is…if Ryou knows about Bakura, he must know that Bakura’s his brother…so…why does Bakura still believe he’s dead? This is so confusing. What happened to those two?// Malik thought frustrated and finally arrived at the asylum, driving passed the gates and parking. He met the nurse at the front and began walking with him down the hallways.
“He’s no longer in a cell. He tried to suffocate himself put shoving his face into the padding of the walls, so we had to strap him down to a bed in another room. Now, I can only let you be in there for twenty minutes and NO physical contact whatsoever” the African American nurse instructed and stopped in front of the room, “And I’m going to have to keep the door open and I’ll be standing right outside” he added.
Malik looked down both ways of the hallway, seeing no one and pushed the man against the wall, “I’ll do anything if you let me touch him and you close the door” Malik whispered and pressed his body against the man’s and looked into his eyes, “Anything” he repeated and licked his lips and raised an eyebrow.
The nurse seemed to think for a minute, “Well, even though I don’t normally swing that way, you are a sexy piece of meat” the man ran a hand through Malik’s bangs, Malik resisting the urge to roll his eyes.
“So we have a deal then?” Malik asked, putting a hand between the man’s legs and massaging his inner thigh teasingly.
“Yeah” the man nodded and opened the door, letting Malik in and closed it.
Malik stood in the small room, everything the same color. Bakura laid on a small bed, his wrists, ankles, knees, waist, and chest all strapped to the bed by thick, leather belts. Bakura lay motionless starring at the ceiling, his skin pale and his lips dry, his body still bruised from the beatings that he received from the last interview he had with Pegasus. He lay in a hospital gown, his wrists and ankles bruised and bloody from him struggling against his bounds. His face was stained with tears and it was so quiet you couldn’t even hear his breathing; all you could see was the steady, slow rise of his stomach and chest as he breathed. Malik walked over to Bakura’s side, Bakura still starring up at the ceiling.
“Bakura” Malik said softly, “It’s me, Malik.”
Bakura’s breathing increased slightly and his eyes finally looked at Malik’s, “Where did you go?” Bakura asked, his voice hoarse.
“They wouldn’t let me come last time. I..made a deal with the nurse to let me see you again” Malik gave a small smile and gently moved the hair away from Bakura’s face.
“They…sshhh…shocked me again” Bakura’s voice quivered as though he was trying to not cry.
Malik sighed; he knew they did still use electric shock therapy on patients as a last resort, “I’m sorry, Bakura. Look, I don’t have much time, there are some things I must tell you and you’ve got to trust me and believe me, ok? And stay calm, it’s very important” Malik licked his lips nervously, “Ok?” he asked.
“How do I know if you’re not lying to me?” Bakura asked, his breathing seeming to increase more.
“I know it’s hard for you. But I’m not lying, please, I’m begging you to trust me. How can I show you that you can trust me? What can I do?” Malik asked and held one of Bakura’s hands.
“By trusting me” Bakura answered and bit angry.
“I’m trying” Malik assured, “Listen to what I’m going to say. Next week they’re going to put you in court again and they’re going to try and put you in jail so that you can be executed. I’m not going to let that happen. I don’t know what I’m going to do, I’m trying to think of something” Malik said quickly. Before Bakura could say anything Malik covered his mouth, “There’s one more thing. Your brother, Ryou, he’s alive” Malik pulled out his cell phone, keeping his hand over Bakura’s mouth. “Look” Malik showed the picture he got of Ryou to Bakura.
Bakura’s eyes grew wide, tears coming to the surface once again, “Ryou, that’s Ryou! Where is he? Where’s Ryou!” Bakura cried, pulling against his restraints.
“Stop! Just stop” Malik put his cell phone in his pocket and put a hand on Bakura’s neck and squeezed just a bit, Bakura stopping and glaring at him, still breathing hard, “Listen for once” Malik said a bit irritated, “Ryou goes to the same university I do. I spoke with him yesterday but not for very long. I know he knows about you and I’m going to try and get him in here to see you, ok? I know it’s good to know he’s alive, but things have to be taken one step at a time” Malik looked at his watched, realizing he had already used 12 minutes.
“Let me go” Bakura said in warning.
Malik smirked and moved so that he was on the bed and he straddled Bakura’s hips and put one hand on either side of Bakura’s head, Bakura starring at him confused.
“Can I kiss you?” Malik asked, running a hand along Bakura’s cheek.
“You’re just as crazy as me” Bakura pulled on the restraints holding his wrists.
“Yeah, I think there’s something wrong with me. But I don’t care. I like you like this, you’re mine to do with what I please” Malik nuzzled Bakura’s neck and licked the sensitive skin.
“Fine, go head, kiss me” Bakura looked into Malik’s eyes when he raised his head.
Malik looked at Bakura for a minute, knowing this was how they would both know if he really did trust this serial killer or not, and whether Bakura trusted him. Malik lowered down and pressed his lips against Bakura’s and closed his eyes. Bakura opened his mouth and they both hesitantly felt their tongues go past each other and into the other’s mouth. Malik intensified the kiss, pressing his body against Bakura’s and running a hand through his white hair. After a few minutes Malik pulled back, both now with swollen lips. They both stuck out their tongues at the same time, finding neither had bitten the other’s off. For the first time Malik saw Bakura give a small smile. Malik gave a small smile back and climbed off of Bakura, the insane teen giving a look of protest and disappointment.
“I have to go now” Malik held one of Bakura’s hands.
“No” Bakura squeezed Malik’s hand.
“I don’t want to, but I’ll get in a lot of trouble if I don’t. We’ll see each other again, I promise. One day, one way or another, we’ll be together” Malik kissed Bakura’s forehead and pulled his hand from Bakura’s.
“Let’s go” the nurse opened the door.
“No…NO!” Bakura shook his head as the nurse pulled Malik out of the room and closed the door, the two hearing Bakura throw a fit and shout and cry loudly, pulling on his binds, which only hurt him more.
Malik starred at Bakura through the little window and the nurse pushed him away. Bakura watched as the nurse had pushed Malik and immediately closed his mouth and glared all the furry of hell at the door. He began mumbling to himself on all the ways he would kill the nurse just so he could have Malik back.
“I want to know more about Bakura. What really happened in his childhood? What’s really wrong with him?” Malik asked the nurse as he was being led to the employee men’s room.
The nurse let him inside and Malik saw another nurse standing there as if waiting for them.
“Rick here actually knows more about Bakura than I do, but he’s not going to tell you anything without some kind of payment” the one nurse chuckled.
Malik now realized the first nurse, Monroe, had told Rick while he was with Bakura about the deal he had made with him.
“So, the question is, how much do you really want to know and what are you really willing to do for it?” Rick, a Latin man, asked with a smirk.
“That depends, are you going to tell me the truth or a bunch of bull shit?” Malik asked, both men walking close to him; he hated how they were both taller and more built than he was.
“Hey, I’m an honest business guy, I’ll tell you what I know is the truth” Rick shrugged and ran the back side of his left hand against Malik’s smooth cheek, Malik noticing the man was married.
“Alright, questions first, then sex” Malik agreed.
“Ok, let’s go” Monroe shrugged and the two led the way out of the bathroom.
“Go?” Malik asked, a bit confused.
“Yeah, this is when our shift ends, that’s why you only had twenty minutes” Monroe laughed.
Malik glared at the two men, realizing Monroe had planned on forcing Malik to make some kind of deal like this to begin with and Rick just happened to be in the right place at the right time to be in on it.
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SecretSoul: hmmm…the only reason I described Monroe and Rick’s ethnicity was b/c I just noticed a lot of ppl in ygo are Japanese/white and in fics, at least I do, I assume they’re white unless otherwise specified. I’m just including everyone^_^ hope you enjoyed thus far.
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