[YGO Fic] Chibi For A Day - Part Fourty Six
※ Part Fourty Six: Yami Bakura’s New Pet
※ Warnings - None - just remember that this is the unrevised version.
※ Disclaimer - I obviously don't own it.
In the darkest corner of the building, behind empty boxes a little boy sat huddled as he hid in despair. Big fat tears dripped down the tearstained cheeks as darkened lavender eyes closed.
Marik sniffled to himself as he rested his forehead against his knees. Joey had been wrong. Malik didn’t love him anymore, he didn’t even like him. His other was no longer his, now he was Seto’s hikari.
Wiping his eyes Marik tried to be strong. “I’m mean and the w’ost ‘ami in the whole wide wowld, Mawik needs a nice and good ‘ami anyway.” He muttered to himself, trying to convince himself that it was for the best. “Seto can pwotect him…wight?” He questioned to nobody. This thought made him suddenly sob, “B-but I wanna pwotect him.” He wrapped his arms around his knees and hid his face.
A sound to his left startled the small chibi and Marik looked toward the noise with wide eyes. To his relief a pair of golden eyes stared back at him and a black and white cat slowly moved toward him, sniffing with curiosity.
“Hi.” Marik said softly, slowly holding out his hand so he wouldn’t frighten the animal away. The cat, which was quite used to all the humans around quickly nuzzled her way into Marik’s lap, forcing the chibi to sit cross legged and once she was comfortable she began to purr. Marik didn’t say anything as he gently stroked the cat’s fur. She was nice and soft and her purr was so loud that it vibrated throughout her entire body!
“Awe you awone too kitty?” Marik finally spoke up and the cat looked up at the sound of his voice. Staring at him for a few seconds, she finally moved and sat up, nuzzling against his chin. Noticing the tracks of the tears, she began to lick away the wetness.
Marik giggled at the feel of her tongue. It was rough and it tickled!
The giggling was what had done it.
They’d begun to play with a piece of straw and Marik laughed every time the kitten would bat at it. His laughter brought two unwelcomed guests and before he could even figure out what had happened a stinging sensation across the left side of his face abruptly stopped all noise. Even the kitten stopped moving.
Bringing a hand up to his burning cheek, Marik looked at the source of the slap. Malik stood fuming over him, Seto stood a few feet behind him.
Truth be told, Malik had been filled with relief when he’d finally caught sight of his other. But when he realized that Marik seemed happy that he’d caused everyone to worry the relief had changed to anger.
Marik swallowed as he tried not to start crying again. “M-Mawik?” He whispered, confused.
Malik narrowed his eyes dangerously, “Tanks fow w’ecking the day!” He spat and then stormed off, moving passed Seto and out of sight.
Marik watched him until he disappeared then looked down at his feet so he wouldn’t have to look at the other chibi with him. He couldn’t do anything right anymore. How had Malik put up with him for so long?
“Maywik?” Seto said softly as he moved closer.
Marik only turned his head away from him, “Pwomise to pwotect him.” He whispered, his bottom lip quivering. “He’s youw hitawi now.” His voice cracked and he sniffled as his heart broke.
“Don’t be silly!” Seto insisted as he moved even closer to the other chibi and held out his hand, “Come on, the otha’s awe wowwied.” He waited until Marik looked at him.
Sighing, figuring things couldn’t get worse anyway, Marik took Seto’s hand and let the other lead him out from behind the crates.
“There you are!” Both Isis and Joey seemed relieved to see him. Marik didn’t know why they cared. Joey was the one who knelt down in front of him as Seto moved away.
“We were worried about you Marik.” Isis said from behind Joey. “You shouldn’t have wandered off like that.” She said gently.
“I know.” Marik nodded, staring at his feet, “Sowwy.”
Joey smiled, only glad to have the boy back safe, “No worries kiddo, now, let’s find the others and get home. It’s been a long day, hasn’t it?”
“Yeah.” Marik whispered as he let himself be picked up by the older blonde.
Joey let Mokuba, Isis and the two chibis move out of hearing range. “You seem to have made a friend.” Joey commented, noticing the kitten trailing behind them. Marik looked over Joey’s shoulder and he smiled to himself at the animal.
“Can I keep hew? If…if she isn’t anybodies?” Marik wondered, looking at Joey.
“I don’t see why not.” Joey stopped and knelt down, letting Marik stand on the straw covered floor. The little boy held out his hand and the kitten immediately bounded over to him and into his arms. Satisfied, Joey picked the two up and continued to carry them toward the others.
Yami and Yami Bakura were chasing each other around with plastic swords. Joey noticed a little shop set up selling items such as the swords, and the pirate hats the two had on as well. Malik and Seto were sitting on a bench nearby, both of them quiet, though Joey could easily tell that the smaller boy was angry. At what he didn’t know, but figured it had something to do with the chibi in his own arms.
“There you are!” Duke greeted them, shifting his burden slightly, “We figured it was time to leave. The kids are probably getting tired.”
Joey smirked, “Probably?” He raised an eyebrow at the sleeping chibi Duke was holding.
Duke tenderly rubbed Ryou’s back, “That thing scared him half to death, and while you were looking for Marik she practically attacked him again!” He muttered, shivering from the memory that was so horrible, we can’t even tell you about it.
Yami and Yami Bakura stopped running and both shivered slightly too, “Can we go home now?” They wondered, Yami ending his question with a slight yawn.
Yugi plucked the all-mighty pharaoh up and smiled at him, “Yes, we’re going home now.”
“Good.” Yami nodded, rubbing one of his eyes. “I tiwed.” He muttered.
Yugi ruffled Yami’s hair, then noticed the slight tug on his shirt. He looked down into the eyes of Yami Bakura.
“I hafta go to the bathwoom!” Yami Bakura insisted softly.
“Oh…okay.” Yugi nodded and looked around looking for one.
“I saw some a little ways back, I’ll take him.” Tristan volunteered and as the two walked away Yugi turned to Joey.
“Deja vu, huh?” The littler one said.
Joey nodded, “Yeah, only last time it was the other one taking the other to the bathroom.”
“At least it’s a guarantee that they’ll both be coming back this time.” Tea pointed out.
“Hopefully.” Yugi sighed.
After that bit of randomness Tristan and Yami Bakura returned. The evil tomb robber chibi had apparently grown tired on the walk back and was now fast asleep in Tristan’s arms. Seeing how tired most of the chibis were the gang headed back to the park entrance.
Once arriving home there was a big hassle to drag all the prizes inside the house from the limo. Duke and Tristan insisted that the two of them couldn’t do anything because of the two sleeping chibis. Even Marik snorted and rolled his eyes at that idea.
After wrestling with the evil plushies and dragging them to all the right rooms Yugi, Mai and Tea began to get supper ready. Yami (who wasn’t quite as tired now that he was home) wanted to help.
“Don’t forget to give Ryou a bath!” Yugi called from the kitchen.
That seemed to wake both chibis up.
Ryou, blinking sleepily, pouted as he was carried up the stairs. Yami Bakura struggled to be put down and once on the floor he raced up after his light, not about to break his promise of having a bath with him.
Seto and Malik looked at each other and grinned, they both ran into the kitchen and called to Yami before the three of them raced up the stairs and into the bathroom too.
“GAH!” Duke’s yelp was heard throughout the house.
“Twamp-o-line!” Malik’s yell was heard right after.
“I’d better go help Duke…” Mokuba giggled as he raced up the stairs too.
“So who’s all staying for supper anyway?” Yugi wondered as he came into the living room where everyone else had settled. “You’re all welcome to.” He added with a smile.
Tristan looked suspicious, “Depends…what are we having and is Tea really going to cook it? It’s times like these I wish Ryou was normal.” He sighed and flopped back on the couch.
“I heard that Taylor!” Tea’s growl came from inside the kitchen, “And unless you don’t want me to add anything ‘extra’ to your food you’d better get your butt in here and help!”
“Eep!” Tristan jumped up and ran into the kitchen.
Yugi laughed, “I guess that’s Tristan. Will you be staying Isis? You’re more than welcome to.”
“I’d love to.” The young woman smiled. “It shall be interesting to spend time with my baby brother again.” Then she corrected herself as she caught Marik moving. “Baby brothers again.” She smiled at the chibi and Marik shyly smiled back.
“Great.” Yugi nodded and went back into the kitchen to help out.
Upstairs Mokuba and Duke were watching the five chibis playing in the tub. There was little room, but the chibis didn’t seem to mind as they threw water at each other.
Mokuba laughed as Yami soaked his brother’s head. “You guys can play in a few minutes, let us get you cleaned first!” He said as he reached for the shampoo bottle.
“Otay…” They reluctantly agreed as they stuck out their hands.
Mokuba poured a little of the shampoo into each pair and then watched in amusement as all the chibis began to rub the substance through their own hair. It eventually became funny to the chibis when Seto styled Yami’s hair into devil horns.
The pharaoh pouted, “Batuwa should be the one with those!” He insisted and Malik quickly gave Bakura devil horns.
“They wook wike bunny eaws.” Ryou commented, making his own yami pout. He giggled and hugged the other boy, “I wike dem!” He promised.
“My head feews funny…” Yami Bakura muttered as he itched the top of his head. He shrugged it off though and went back to playing.
After many interesting hairstyles the shampoo was washed out and soon after the cream rinse. Now the chibis were allowed to play. Amongst the splashing and the laughing Duke kept noticing Yami Bakura stop to scratch at the top of his head.
Hoping that none of the animals at the zoo had had fleas Duke stopped the chibi and took a closer look. From atop Yami Bakura’s head, two beady black eyes stared back at him.
“Uh oh…” Duke muttered.
“What?” Mokuba wondered and the ‘uh oh’ had gotten everyone’s attention. Yami Bakura even looked a little frightened. Mokuba took a look and began to laugh. “That’s just funny!”
“What?” Yami Bakura looked up at Duke.
Smiling to show the chibi that there was nothing really the matter, Duke carefully dug his hands into the chibis’ hair and pulled some of it away.
Seto, Malik, Yami and Ryou, who had no idea what was going on gasped as Duke pulled away some of Yami Bakura’s hair.
“Don’t!” Ryou whimpered, thinking that the older boy had hurt his yami.
“You is mean!” Yami covered his eyes.
Duke only chuckled and showed them the white ball of fluff he held in his hands, “Bakura had a bunny rabbit stuck in his hair.” He explained as they all looked. Sure enough a tiny white rabbit sat motionlessly within Duke’s hands, it’s little nose the only thing moving. “It looks pretty young and probably mistook Bakura’s hair for its mother. Probably when Yami tackled him when we were in that one rabbit pen.”
“What do we do with it?” Mokuba wondered, not feeling up to trekking back to the exhibition to take it back. At least not at that moment.
Duke shrugged, “Yugi kept a bat, Marik kept that kitten, might as well keep it.” He said as he got up to grab a face cloth he could use to dry the shivering animal off.
“Is it a boy ow a giwl?” Yami Bakura wondered.
Duke wasn’t sure which it was and he wasn’t sure after he checked either, “I think it’s a girl. Why?”
The tomb robber smiled, “If it’s a giwl hew name is Amiwa and if she’s a boy his name is Amiw.”
“Amira or Amir huh?” Duke looked at the little bunny. “I definitely get the feeling that she is a she. So Amira it is then.” He placed a soft towel in the sink and placed Amira onto it. “We’ll leave her in there until we get you guys dressed, then we’ll find a place to put her. We’ll feed her some vegetables from the kitchen so she doesn’t get hungry too.” Duke promised.
“Otay.” Yami Bakura grinned.
“’Ami? What does Amiwa mean?” Ryou wondered before they began to play again.
“Pwincess.” Yami Bakura explained.
※ Warnings - None - just remember that this is the unrevised version.
※ Disclaimer - I obviously don't own it.
In the darkest corner of the building, behind empty boxes a little boy sat huddled as he hid in despair. Big fat tears dripped down the tearstained cheeks as darkened lavender eyes closed.
Marik sniffled to himself as he rested his forehead against his knees. Joey had been wrong. Malik didn’t love him anymore, he didn’t even like him. His other was no longer his, now he was Seto’s hikari.
Wiping his eyes Marik tried to be strong. “I’m mean and the w’ost ‘ami in the whole wide wowld, Mawik needs a nice and good ‘ami anyway.” He muttered to himself, trying to convince himself that it was for the best. “Seto can pwotect him…wight?” He questioned to nobody. This thought made him suddenly sob, “B-but I wanna pwotect him.” He wrapped his arms around his knees and hid his face.
A sound to his left startled the small chibi and Marik looked toward the noise with wide eyes. To his relief a pair of golden eyes stared back at him and a black and white cat slowly moved toward him, sniffing with curiosity.
“Hi.” Marik said softly, slowly holding out his hand so he wouldn’t frighten the animal away. The cat, which was quite used to all the humans around quickly nuzzled her way into Marik’s lap, forcing the chibi to sit cross legged and once she was comfortable she began to purr. Marik didn’t say anything as he gently stroked the cat’s fur. She was nice and soft and her purr was so loud that it vibrated throughout her entire body!
“Awe you awone too kitty?” Marik finally spoke up and the cat looked up at the sound of his voice. Staring at him for a few seconds, she finally moved and sat up, nuzzling against his chin. Noticing the tracks of the tears, she began to lick away the wetness.
Marik giggled at the feel of her tongue. It was rough and it tickled!
The giggling was what had done it.
They’d begun to play with a piece of straw and Marik laughed every time the kitten would bat at it. His laughter brought two unwelcomed guests and before he could even figure out what had happened a stinging sensation across the left side of his face abruptly stopped all noise. Even the kitten stopped moving.
Bringing a hand up to his burning cheek, Marik looked at the source of the slap. Malik stood fuming over him, Seto stood a few feet behind him.
Truth be told, Malik had been filled with relief when he’d finally caught sight of his other. But when he realized that Marik seemed happy that he’d caused everyone to worry the relief had changed to anger.
Marik swallowed as he tried not to start crying again. “M-Mawik?” He whispered, confused.
Malik narrowed his eyes dangerously, “Tanks fow w’ecking the day!” He spat and then stormed off, moving passed Seto and out of sight.
Marik watched him until he disappeared then looked down at his feet so he wouldn’t have to look at the other chibi with him. He couldn’t do anything right anymore. How had Malik put up with him for so long?
“Maywik?” Seto said softly as he moved closer.
Marik only turned his head away from him, “Pwomise to pwotect him.” He whispered, his bottom lip quivering. “He’s youw hitawi now.” His voice cracked and he sniffled as his heart broke.
“Don’t be silly!” Seto insisted as he moved even closer to the other chibi and held out his hand, “Come on, the otha’s awe wowwied.” He waited until Marik looked at him.
Sighing, figuring things couldn’t get worse anyway, Marik took Seto’s hand and let the other lead him out from behind the crates.
“There you are!” Both Isis and Joey seemed relieved to see him. Marik didn’t know why they cared. Joey was the one who knelt down in front of him as Seto moved away.
“We were worried about you Marik.” Isis said from behind Joey. “You shouldn’t have wandered off like that.” She said gently.
“I know.” Marik nodded, staring at his feet, “Sowwy.”
Joey smiled, only glad to have the boy back safe, “No worries kiddo, now, let’s find the others and get home. It’s been a long day, hasn’t it?”
“Yeah.” Marik whispered as he let himself be picked up by the older blonde.
Joey let Mokuba, Isis and the two chibis move out of hearing range. “You seem to have made a friend.” Joey commented, noticing the kitten trailing behind them. Marik looked over Joey’s shoulder and he smiled to himself at the animal.
“Can I keep hew? If…if she isn’t anybodies?” Marik wondered, looking at Joey.
“I don’t see why not.” Joey stopped and knelt down, letting Marik stand on the straw covered floor. The little boy held out his hand and the kitten immediately bounded over to him and into his arms. Satisfied, Joey picked the two up and continued to carry them toward the others.
Yami and Yami Bakura were chasing each other around with plastic swords. Joey noticed a little shop set up selling items such as the swords, and the pirate hats the two had on as well. Malik and Seto were sitting on a bench nearby, both of them quiet, though Joey could easily tell that the smaller boy was angry. At what he didn’t know, but figured it had something to do with the chibi in his own arms.
“There you are!” Duke greeted them, shifting his burden slightly, “We figured it was time to leave. The kids are probably getting tired.”
Joey smirked, “Probably?” He raised an eyebrow at the sleeping chibi Duke was holding.
Duke tenderly rubbed Ryou’s back, “That thing scared him half to death, and while you were looking for Marik she practically attacked him again!” He muttered, shivering from the memory that was so horrible, we can’t even tell you about it.
Yami and Yami Bakura stopped running and both shivered slightly too, “Can we go home now?” They wondered, Yami ending his question with a slight yawn.
Yugi plucked the all-mighty pharaoh up and smiled at him, “Yes, we’re going home now.”
“Good.” Yami nodded, rubbing one of his eyes. “I tiwed.” He muttered.
Yugi ruffled Yami’s hair, then noticed the slight tug on his shirt. He looked down into the eyes of Yami Bakura.
“I hafta go to the bathwoom!” Yami Bakura insisted softly.
“Oh…okay.” Yugi nodded and looked around looking for one.
“I saw some a little ways back, I’ll take him.” Tristan volunteered and as the two walked away Yugi turned to Joey.
“Deja vu, huh?” The littler one said.
Joey nodded, “Yeah, only last time it was the other one taking the other to the bathroom.”
“At least it’s a guarantee that they’ll both be coming back this time.” Tea pointed out.
“Hopefully.” Yugi sighed.
After that bit of randomness Tristan and Yami Bakura returned. The evil tomb robber chibi had apparently grown tired on the walk back and was now fast asleep in Tristan’s arms. Seeing how tired most of the chibis were the gang headed back to the park entrance.
Once arriving home there was a big hassle to drag all the prizes inside the house from the limo. Duke and Tristan insisted that the two of them couldn’t do anything because of the two sleeping chibis. Even Marik snorted and rolled his eyes at that idea.
After wrestling with the evil plushies and dragging them to all the right rooms Yugi, Mai and Tea began to get supper ready. Yami (who wasn’t quite as tired now that he was home) wanted to help.
“Don’t forget to give Ryou a bath!” Yugi called from the kitchen.
That seemed to wake both chibis up.
Ryou, blinking sleepily, pouted as he was carried up the stairs. Yami Bakura struggled to be put down and once on the floor he raced up after his light, not about to break his promise of having a bath with him.
Seto and Malik looked at each other and grinned, they both ran into the kitchen and called to Yami before the three of them raced up the stairs and into the bathroom too.
“GAH!” Duke’s yelp was heard throughout the house.
“Twamp-o-line!” Malik’s yell was heard right after.
“I’d better go help Duke…” Mokuba giggled as he raced up the stairs too.
“So who’s all staying for supper anyway?” Yugi wondered as he came into the living room where everyone else had settled. “You’re all welcome to.” He added with a smile.
Tristan looked suspicious, “Depends…what are we having and is Tea really going to cook it? It’s times like these I wish Ryou was normal.” He sighed and flopped back on the couch.
“I heard that Taylor!” Tea’s growl came from inside the kitchen, “And unless you don’t want me to add anything ‘extra’ to your food you’d better get your butt in here and help!”
“Eep!” Tristan jumped up and ran into the kitchen.
Yugi laughed, “I guess that’s Tristan. Will you be staying Isis? You’re more than welcome to.”
“I’d love to.” The young woman smiled. “It shall be interesting to spend time with my baby brother again.” Then she corrected herself as she caught Marik moving. “Baby brothers again.” She smiled at the chibi and Marik shyly smiled back.
“Great.” Yugi nodded and went back into the kitchen to help out.
Upstairs Mokuba and Duke were watching the five chibis playing in the tub. There was little room, but the chibis didn’t seem to mind as they threw water at each other.
Mokuba laughed as Yami soaked his brother’s head. “You guys can play in a few minutes, let us get you cleaned first!” He said as he reached for the shampoo bottle.
“Otay…” They reluctantly agreed as they stuck out their hands.
Mokuba poured a little of the shampoo into each pair and then watched in amusement as all the chibis began to rub the substance through their own hair. It eventually became funny to the chibis when Seto styled Yami’s hair into devil horns.
The pharaoh pouted, “Batuwa should be the one with those!” He insisted and Malik quickly gave Bakura devil horns.
“They wook wike bunny eaws.” Ryou commented, making his own yami pout. He giggled and hugged the other boy, “I wike dem!” He promised.
“My head feews funny…” Yami Bakura muttered as he itched the top of his head. He shrugged it off though and went back to playing.
After many interesting hairstyles the shampoo was washed out and soon after the cream rinse. Now the chibis were allowed to play. Amongst the splashing and the laughing Duke kept noticing Yami Bakura stop to scratch at the top of his head.
Hoping that none of the animals at the zoo had had fleas Duke stopped the chibi and took a closer look. From atop Yami Bakura’s head, two beady black eyes stared back at him.
“Uh oh…” Duke muttered.
“What?” Mokuba wondered and the ‘uh oh’ had gotten everyone’s attention. Yami Bakura even looked a little frightened. Mokuba took a look and began to laugh. “That’s just funny!”
“What?” Yami Bakura looked up at Duke.
Smiling to show the chibi that there was nothing really the matter, Duke carefully dug his hands into the chibis’ hair and pulled some of it away.
Seto, Malik, Yami and Ryou, who had no idea what was going on gasped as Duke pulled away some of Yami Bakura’s hair.
“Don’t!” Ryou whimpered, thinking that the older boy had hurt his yami.
“You is mean!” Yami covered his eyes.
Duke only chuckled and showed them the white ball of fluff he held in his hands, “Bakura had a bunny rabbit stuck in his hair.” He explained as they all looked. Sure enough a tiny white rabbit sat motionlessly within Duke’s hands, it’s little nose the only thing moving. “It looks pretty young and probably mistook Bakura’s hair for its mother. Probably when Yami tackled him when we were in that one rabbit pen.”
“What do we do with it?” Mokuba wondered, not feeling up to trekking back to the exhibition to take it back. At least not at that moment.
Duke shrugged, “Yugi kept a bat, Marik kept that kitten, might as well keep it.” He said as he got up to grab a face cloth he could use to dry the shivering animal off.
“Is it a boy ow a giwl?” Yami Bakura wondered.
Duke wasn’t sure which it was and he wasn’t sure after he checked either, “I think it’s a girl. Why?”
The tomb robber smiled, “If it’s a giwl hew name is Amiwa and if she’s a boy his name is Amiw.”
“Amira or Amir huh?” Duke looked at the little bunny. “I definitely get the feeling that she is a she. So Amira it is then.” He placed a soft towel in the sink and placed Amira onto it. “We’ll leave her in there until we get you guys dressed, then we’ll find a place to put her. We’ll feed her some vegetables from the kitchen so she doesn’t get hungry too.” Duke promised.
“Otay.” Yami Bakura grinned.
“’Ami? What does Amiwa mean?” Ryou wondered before they began to play again.
“Pwincess.” Yami Bakura explained.