Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Rarest Jewel to Own 2 ❯ True Love ( Chapter 1 )

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Disclaimer: I do not own YUGIOH

Title: The Rarest Jewel to own

Summary: Malik Ishtar is in love. He keeps a journal in which he shares his most intimate thoughts about the girl he desires. Will he ever tell her?

Journal:

March 10

Today I truly saw her for the first time. I had met her before but never noticed her until today. Her beauty grew. Her voice is like the wind. At times it can be calm and soothing while at others it can be forceful and demanding. Her blue eyes I compare to the ocean that I always longed to see while her face is one of an angel. I can't really call it love at first sight because that seems ilogical or is it logical, which leads to madness. I may be mad to want her but I can't help but be greedy, as I want to possess the rarest jewel to own.

March 23

Journal I need her but would she want me? Me, I possess only what I have taken from others and to have her would be doing the same. I would take her from the pharaoh, kidnap her if I had to. I envy him for he has her love. I wonder if she even remembers me. As hard as I try, I cannot be my true self around her. I know that I don't deserve her but to not try seems unreal. I see her truly for what she is, a determined, strong girl who thinks of others instead of herself and never loses faith. I know that I can never be that way so I live through her. If only those around her knew how it feels to not have her. Then they would learn not to take her for granted. I wish to love her and claim her as my own. I'd care for her as if there was nothing more valuable, which there is not. Maybe some day I'll get to tell her that.

March 25

Journal today I found out something that made me want to destroy the pharaoh even more. It seems that he was cheating on her with my very own sister. At first I was actually happy that he wouldn't have my Anzu but when I saw the look that she had, I saw red. It was even worse at poetry class when it was her turn to recite an original poem. I memorized every word so later on I could recite it for the pharaoh just before I finish him. Here it is:

Why should I keep all this pain bottled up inside

You're not the one for me, you always run and hide

I deserve much better though I myself can't see

Your love was never there; you're not the one for me

Tell me how to stop these tears flowing from my eyes

Make me forget your lips and your many hurtful lies

Tell me how to get over you, tell me how to be strong

Calm my heart and calm my pain, make a right out of a wrong.

After the last word she left the room crying. I ran out looking for her but I couldn't find her instead I ran into my rival for her heart. I was suspended for punching the damned pharaoh but it was worth it. He hadn't been in the room but just the same I told him how he hurt her. He actually seemed sorry but he's a better liar than I thought. I wanted so much to kill him but my sister loves him too much. Why I do not know. All I know is that I have to tell Anzu how I feel.

At Domino park

Malik walked over to a near by bench and sat down. He began to plan a strategy to find her, tell her how he felt then kidnap her if necessary. Too bad he was doing this out loud.

"So you love me huh? Must be the only one in the world"

Malik looked up to see Anzu looking straight at him. She sat down next to him that was when he got to see how she looked. She didn't seem truly sad but somewhat alright.

"Are you okay?"

"Sure why wouldn't I be?"

"After what that idiot did to you, I thought you would at least cry more than when you did at school"

"Nah, I'm over it. His loss right?"

"Yes and maybe my gain" Malik asked with hopeful eyes.

"Who knows, but Malik, I'm not ready yet"

"I understand I'll wait". Malik pulled her into his arms and comforted her as best he could.

May 25
Today it has been one month since Anzu let me love her and only a week since our high school graduation. The stupid pharaoh is still dating my sister, but I warned him to not hurt her like he did to my Anzu. Of course this was after he and I got into a minor disagreement of how he was looking at my woman. I will not let anyone touch her. She's mine and only mine. I now know how it feels to be truly loved. We are planning a trip to Egypt all of us and when I say all of us, I mean all of my woman's friends. Seems unreal but true. Anzu is really excited about going. She wants to see where I come from. Little does she know the surprise I have for my future wife. It seems rash but I truly love her and the time I have spent with her only assures me that we are meant to be. I plan to make her as happy as she's made me. For she is everything to me and will always be the rarest jewel to own.

Misery: So did you like it? Tell me. No Flames don't like, don't read.

Title: The Rarest Jewel To Own 2

By: Misery Johnson

Disclaimer: I thought by now, that people would realize that I don't

own Yugioh but I guess I was wrong. I don't own it, never have never

will.

Malik Ishtar lay awake during the night lovingly caressing

his wife's shoulders. It was all still sinking in. Just a week ago he had

married Anzu Mazaki, the love of his life. Even being the tough guy

that he was, he had to admit that it had been amazingly romantic.

Flashback

The proposal had gone flawlessly. She had been so excited. He had

taken her out into the dessert and waited exactly `til sunset. Then he

brought out a jewel that he considered being second only to her. A very

rare and large diamond had been placed on a gold band. He had found it

while trying to escape his old home back when all the chaos had started.

As he presented the ring to her, tears started to fall down her cheeks. He

slowly kissed them away, promising to love her always if she did the

same by marrying him. A mind-blowing kiss had been his answer.

Wedding Flashback

The sun was setting over Cairo, Egypt. The guests were all anxiously

waiting for the bride to appear. More so the groom. The altar had been

constructed right above his old home. He desired it to be so, even though

his wife thought it would be too painful. He had simply explained that

he was ending a chapter in his life by beginning a new one with her. He

had friends, Ryou and Bakura, who were now at his standing at his side,

a family, which consisted of his sister and brother and a soon to be wife.

All painful memories were set aside, even his grudge against the once

pharaoh. That of course didn't mean that he was best pals with the guy.

No, he kept a close watch on him, not entirely trusting him with his

sister. The gang as he now called them was patiently sitting, talking

amongst themselves admiring it all.

Now as the sun was setting, Anzu marched down the lovely aisle. White

roses covered her steps, slowly swept away by the wind. She was dressed

in an amazing white gown that swept graciously behind her. Her

friends were all standing, admiring how beautiful she looked. But none

more than Malik. He knew in that very instant that he would never

leave her side. He would never let any harm fall upon her. He would

protect her with everything he had, especially against any who tried to

take her from him. His possessiveness never wavered.

She slowly made her way towards him, her smile never failing to be

present. She entwined her hand with his and waited patiently as the

ceremony took place. After they exchanged vows, Malik pulled Anzu

into a kiss. All applauded as they made their way towards their

honeymoon suite. That night he had made her his ensuring their bond.

End of Flashback

Malik watched as his wife stirred from his ministrations, obviously

annoyed and content at the same time.

"Malik, go to sleep already"

"In a minute, I just like watching you sleep"

"Well if you don't stop, you won't be sleeping at all," she said with an

evil glint in her eyes. Of course being Malik, he wasn't one to object.

Misery: So, like it? Tell me, but remember no flames. There you have

their somewhat wedding retold through Malik. And thank for the

support in towards my other stories.