Chapter: past

(Marik's point of view)

It was early morning, so for me and Bakura. 6:30 p.m. Bakura was in a bad mood. "Don't be like that now. You can go back to sleep then." I tried to distract him. "I want to sleep now, and not then," he mumbled. "Stop being in such a bad mood," I pouted. "Ok, ok. But don't ask that I be polite to this Mariku. He attacked you.", He said. "What about Ryou?" I asked. "With him I will widen gracefully," he said. "I have to get along with Mariku too. I don't know him. And he's worried about Ryou. Like you about me." I explained. "Hmm.", He said simply. I rolled my eyes. We were in the park. It looked like a normal park. There were trees and bushes everywhere. A couple of half-pipes and sandpit with playgrounds. Here and there a few people ran, some also rode bicycles, skateboards or inline skates. I used to be here every day. Until the one day that I was turned

(Flashback)

I was 17 years old. My friends and I partied in the park first. We competed on skateboards. I was the best and I won. I've known my friends since kindergarten. The sun was shining, I was wearing black sunglasses and I was completely happy. My brown skin was my distinguishing mark. Hardly anyone had that tan. I was a popular school boy. Many liked me. My friends helped me through all of my problems. When I was 12 my parents and siblings died. I stayed alive. My sister sent me through a secret passage. But that didn't matter.

My very best friend was a little crazy. His name was Christian. His hair was pitch black. The eyes were dark blue. His skin wasn't dark, but neither was it light. He preferred to wear black or anything else, just dark. Christian took me out of my foster family's room in the evening. He wanted to do something special on my birthday. Christian climbed a skyscraper with me. We celebrated on the roof. Without alcohol. He was against alcohol. For whatever reason. Our favorite pastime was camping and talking. Christian had set up a tent. We made a fire and sat next to each other.

He liked to tell scary stories. Preferably about vampires. The blood moon was shining on my birthday. Which of course made it a lot creepier. I snuggled into a blanket and listened to Christian's voice. It was about two boys who camped and went for a walk at night. One boy was scared. The other was a masoshist boy. He made everyone a mockery. When a crack came from the bush next to them. The smaller scared boy screamed. But the other laughed at him. He ran up and left the little boy alone. He ran after him.

When a scream came. The little boy screamed as a black figure came up to him. He cried, knelt down and pleaded that they shouldn't harm him.When the shadow came into the light, it was carrying a lifeless body behind it. It was a man with drops of blood on his chin and looked coldly at the boy knelt in front of him. He threw the lifeless body at him. It was his companion. The little boy recoiled and wept bitterly. The man leaned down and told him not to be afraid. He wasn't going to die. But start a new life. As a vampire.

Christian ended the story when a man came up to us. We only noticed him when he was standing in front of us. He had long black hair and looked at us from above. I swallowed. I didn't like this guy. "Who is that?" I asked my best friend. He just shrugged his shoulders. When I was jerked up and hit a box. Christian screamed. A wave of pain ran through me. I felt myself bleeding on the side. I blinked at Christian. It was pulled up. His head was pulled back. A man came to me. "Do you want your friend to stay alive?" He asked. "Yes. I'll do everything." I sniffed and a tear ran down my cheek. He leaned down and wiped them away. "Shh. Don't cry, beauty. Take it easy. We won't kill any of you," he reassured me.

I swallowed and looked into two dark blue eyes. He cleared my neck of hair and breathed again: "Keep calm." Then I felt a pain. Two teeth curled up in my throat. I got weaker. Just before my eyes went black, my throat felt cool. The stranger looked into my face. He bit his wrist and pressed his blood to my mouth. I opened my mouth in shock when I saw his gaze. I swallowed his blood with a nausea. When I could finally catch my breath again, tears came to me. The stranger snapped. They let go of Christian. He passed out. I got up slowly. I was freezing. I wanted to see Christian. When I was held tight From the stranger. "Let go of me! I want to see Christian!" I screamed painfully.

The hand let go of me. I stumbled upon my best friend. "Christian? Wake up," I whispered in his ear. My friend blinked: "Marik. I'm fine." His voice was weak. I turned around. But didn't see anyone anymore. I sincerely hoped it was just a dream. Christian got up. "Come on, let's go," I whispered, pulling him with me. I brought him home. Then I went home with tears in my eyes and climbed through the window into my room. Then I turned on the light. "How are you beauty?" Asked a soft voice behind me. I was very frightened and immediately turned around. "What are you supposed to do?" I asked anxiously and pressed myself against the wall. "You don't need to be afraid. I just want to talk to you," he explained.

"I'm Bakura. Your name is Marik," he said. I nodded.
Bakura had transformed me. He explained everything to me and became my new teacher.In the beginning I never listened to him, I had driven him to white heat. Little by little our relationship got better and better. We trusted each other more and more. I was allowed to visit Christian. Although only under the supervision of Bakura. But at least something. At some point we did it. We pretended I had died. I couldn't look at how everyone I knew got older. And me? I stayed 17 forever.

(Flashback end)

"Marik? Are you even listening to me?" I was torn from my thoughts. "What? I'm sorry Bakura. I was in my mind." I apologized. "It doesn't matter. We're here," he said. I looked up. The school looked like last time. The building was light brown. The window frames were kept in black. There was a clock on top. Bakura and I went in and looked for our "cousins" room. I knocked. "There you are at last!", Ryou yelled as he opened the door. We went in. I gave Ryou a quick hug. Ryou himself shook hands with Bakura shyly. The similarity of the two is really amazing. Mariku came to us from a room.

He just nodded to us. "What a cold greeting is that. I'm your cousin after all." I grinned at him. "What do you want to do?" He asked, bored. I said, “Come here.” He leaned forward. I came to his ear and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Uh.", Mariku withdrew. Bakura, Ryou and I laughed. "You are a great friend to me Ryou. Nobody told me that a vampire can kiss me.", Mariku complained. "That was just kidding. I won't get too close to you anymore.", I smirked. "So ... where will Marik and I sleep?" Asked Bakura. "Um ... Marik sleeps with Mariku in a room.", Ryou said shyly. "What?" I and Bakura asked out of one mouth. "Yes ... Our director decided it was like that," said Ryou. "Ok." I shrugged my shoulders.

"But -", Bakura tried to contradict. "Please Baku-chan." I pleaded with button eyes. "Ok.", He gave in again. "So. Come on cousin. I want to unpack. And you Bakura, behave yourself. See you then Ryou." I said. I hugged Bakura and then left with Mariku. On the way someone asked: "Hello Mariku. Who is the pretty young man here?" Mariku turned to: "Hello Yami. Oh, this is my cousin Marik. He is visiting. Marik, this is a friend of mine, Yami. "We shook hands. "Well, I have to go again, Yami. I'll show Marik his room.", Mariku said goodbye and pulled me into a room.

(Ryou's point of view)

Mariku went out with Marik. I was alone with Bakura. "Um ... Bakura. Do you have something against me?" I asked shyly. "No. So as long as you don't do anything to Marik. I have something more against your boyfriend.", Bakura replied. "Ok, you can sleep here. I'm sorry that you can't sleep in a room with Marik. But Mariku also finds it very difficult." I said and showed him Mariku's bed. Then I showed him cupboards where there was still space."I hope for your friend that he won't do anything to Marik.", Bakura said while clearing his clothes. "Don't worry," I said. "Bakura ... Can I ask you something?" I asked with a look at him. "Sure," he said. "Um ... What is your relationship with Marik?" I asked hesitantly.

"With Marik? Very simple. I transformed him," he said. "Really?" I asked. "Yes, we've only had problems since then. He drove me to white heat. You probably know that he doesn't do what you want. Well ... Later we got along better and better. He had his free time, I don't know why I got him We don't have a relationship, we kiss and such. But more because we don't have anyone we trust. Besides, we've known each other for a long time. And ... Nothing against you. But I don't think Marik with a werewolf said Bakura. "Don't worry. Just about Mariku. He thinks Marik is handsome," I said. "If the Marik does something ..." he said. I swallowed and asked, "How did you transform him?" "It was like this ..." he started to tell.

(Flashback) Bakura's view

I was out with some friends. We were all vampires. I was the guide. When a scent got into my nose. It just smelled wonderful. I couldn't describe the smell. My friends and I followed the smell and arrived at two young men. You have been camping on a skyscraper roof. When I saw one with sandy blonde hair. He listened to his friend. He told a story about us vampires. In any case, the sandy blonde was beautiful.

I gave a sign to my friends. We were three. One of them walked up to her and stopped a few meters in front of him. They whispered something to each other. Then someone else yanked the pretty man up and peeled him against a box. It looked painful. I was sorry to see him like this. I scurried over to him. "Do you want your boyfriend to stay alive?" I asked. "Yes, I'll do everything," he