Hey guys :D (Rewrote this chapter a day after uploading as it annoyed me) Not my best work but when it's completed it'll be better ^_^
I do not own Yugioh or any of the characters...this is purely for entertainment, characters may be ooc but hey, it's fanfiction...if they can't be occ here then where can they be :P
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Chapter One
Malik groaned into the phone and brushed a hand through his hair "Bakura come on-"
"I can't come out tonight, Ryou's sick."
"You say that like you care about the little-"
"Malik, come on, he's so weak he'd probably die if I left him alone. What would you do if Marik collapsed in front of you"
Malik laughed dully "Seriously? I'd probably step over him"
Bakura laughed "Wow, and everyone says I'm harsh to my Hikari"
Malik sighed "Okay so maybe I'd give him a shake to bring him to his senses...look I don't know Bakura. Marik and I...I don't know"
An awkward pause stretched out between the two "You realise he's your other half right Malik?"
"What does that matter...anyway, I'll let you go take care of your precious Hikari...I'm going to go to Jazz"
A cough came from the other end of the line "I'm sorry what? Firstly he isn't 'precious' to me. And secondly, you hate Jazz. We hate Jazz. Why the hell are you going there?"
"I want to try something different"
"Malik don't-"
He hung up with a groan. Being alone on a night out made it harder to find a girl. You had to find one that was alone like you, and when did that ever happen. Malik sighed and put on his jacket, turning to yell up the stairs "MARIK...MARIK I'M LEAVING"
No answer, hardly surprising. Malik really didn't know why Bakura was picking at his relationship with his Hikari...well the point is they didn't have a relationship. And that worked for the both of them. Marik cooked and cleaned and hung out with Ryou and Yugi where Malik did nothing but go out with Bakura, get drunk and sleep with girls. Yeah it was a good life.
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As soon as he walked into Jazz Bakura remembered why the place annoyed him. It was hardly even a club, for starters you could actually hear yourself think which was never a good thing. Especially for him. But if he got drunk enough he could probably drown himself out. Resisting the urge to turn around and walk straight back out of there, he sat at the bar and ordered a shot of something to get him started, and took a proper look at his surroundings.
Almost instantly his eyes were drawn to a small figure in the middle of the dance floor. She wasn't normally someone he's be interested in...she was wearing a little black dress that hardly revealed anything, however it clung to her hips in such a way that Malik had to stop himself from licking his lips in want. Bright lights reflected off of soft brown hair that flowed to her back. A small innocent looking smile showed that she was having a good time, and the way she moved between people showed that she was alone. Good.
"She isn't an easy nut to crack that one"
Malik looked at the bartender who was watching him with a smirk and winked "Luckily I'm experienced in breaking the tough ones"
The bartender laughed and just moved down to keep serving. Malik wasn't discouraged and kept watching the girl. This was unusual for him, he knew that. He let girls come to him, he didn't aim for them. If Bakura were here right now he'd be getting an earful of maniacal laughter. This girl...there was something different about her. As he watched her it seemed she got bored of those dancing around her and came towards the bar, smiling at the bartender...clearly she was a regular.
Malik got up and walked over, it was time to make his move. He leant against the bar next to where she was sat and gave her his best smile "Can I get you a drink?"
"I already have one thanks"
"Well when you're done with that one-"
"No thank you this'll be it for me"
"I'll join you then"
Malik sat next to her and ordered another drink, not missing the sigh she let out. As he drank he took a proper look at her, her eyes were hidden beneath a long fringe, but a glimpse of them let him know they were a soft colour. They were gentle. They were beautiful. And they were blatantly avoiding his. Amusing. "What's your name"
Another sigh from her "Does it matter?"
"I want to know"
"...Katie..."
"Want to dance?"
"Not really"
"You looked like you like to dance"
Apparently he was getting on her nerves now, as she looked up at him "Why don't you just try someone else?"
Malik almost faltered when the girls eyes met his. Almost. He quickly recovered and regained his grin "You're interesting"
This made her laugh, somewhat bitterly "What do you know about me"
Nothing. He knew nothing about her, all he knew was that for some reason he really wanted to touch her. Just keep her talking, Malik thought to himself, she'll cave eventually they always do.
"Well the fact you're so desperate to get rid of me is highly amusing"
"Like it's never happened before"
Malik smirked and reached and lifted her face up to look into those eyes again "Never with such venom"
And it was with equal venom that his hand was slapped away.
"Don't touch me"
Malik laughed shaking his stinging hand "Well that's no fun"
Katie looked as if she was counting to ten in her head in order to keep herself calm. Amusing. She looked at him with serious eyes, "You're interested because I'm saying no? Well what if I said yes would you go away then"
"You really want to get rid of me that badly?"
"Yes."
Wow. She really wasn't kidding, "Now I'm even more interested"
"For gods sake Malik-"
Aha. "I'm pretty sure I haven't told you my name Pretty"
A smirk spread on her face "You think people don't talk about your type?"
This was getting into uncomfortable territory now...Malik wasn't pleased to find that that bartender was watching with obvious amusement. Thankfully it seemed to annoy Katie just as much and a glare from her sent the man on his way.
"My type?"
"You know what I mean. You're the type of guy who comes out more often than not, each time looking for a new girl to spend the night with"
"You think that's what I'm like?"
She laughed "I know that that's what you're like"
Ouch.
Malik shrugged in response "Then I won't pretend to be a nice guy. Dance with me"
Katie laughed shaking her head "You think that'll work? No. I don't want to"
Malik reached out and gently but firmly gripped her arm before she tried to leave, she glared at this contact but Malik cut her off before she voiced her complaint "I didn't ask if you did, I'm telling you to dance with me"
Her speechless look was cute "Telling me?"
"Exactly Pretty, your opinion doesn't matter. Come on, just once"
Katie paused, seriously considering this. "Just once. So you'll leave me alone if I do?" Ra she really was desperate to get away from him.
"Maybe. It's a risk you're going to have to take"
Another pause. Damn she was a hard one to crack, Malik could almost hear the bartender laughing behind his back. But whatever, it seemed to work as Katie ran a hand through her hair and turned to walk onto the dance floor. Malik followed grinning. Gotcha.
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Or not.
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The next night Malik returned to Jazz. He managed to get a quick dance out of Katie last night, but before he even started to make a move on her as she pulled some sort of disappearing act on him. Seriously, one minute she was dancing around in front of him the next he saw her walking out of the door.
That wasn't happening this time.
Malik scanned the room and was annoyed to find her standing by the bar with a mans' arm around her. As he got closer he saw a familiar look of annoyance on her face, ahh so he was another unwanted suitor...he could earn some points here. Malik strolled over and removed the strangers arm and replaced it with his own, deciding not to waste the opportunity and let his fingers graze her bare shoulder. Soft. Malik grinned at the shudder this caused and turned to the opposition "Is this man bothering you Pretty?" The murderous glare he received from the guy only made him laugh, this idiot posed no threat of him "You with him Katie?"
It was obvious that Katie was holding her tongue...but she managed to say "...I'm with him..."
Malik grinned, and made a show of pulling her closer and watched as the guy walked away, he resisted the urge to stick his tongue out.
"You can let go now"
"But I'm with you...you said so yourself" Katie groaned and pulled away, once again refusing to make eye contact "You know why I said that to get Chris to go away-"
Malik frowned at the use of the mans first name "You know him?"
Katie seemed determined to stick to her no eye contact rule, but her annoyance at this question came through in the coldness of her voice "It's no business of yours whether I know a guy or not. Understood?"
It was a special person who had the ability to silence Malik, and she had managed it without even really trying but he never stayed silent for long. He recovered from his anger and plastered on a smirk he knew would piss her off "You left very quickly last night"
Yeah, he pissed her off, she flicked her hair and glanced over her shoulder obviously hoping to come across nonchalant "I danced, there was no time specification set. And after I danced with you, you were meant to leave me alone"
Malik shrugged and leant against the bar, "I said I might, and that it was a risk you were going to have to take. I decided that I didn't feel like leaving you alone"
It was then Katie looked him in the eyes, god they were beautiful, she stood directly in front of him, arms folded "Look Malik, I do not want to have anything to do with you. I'm not going to be your friend, I'm not going to date you and I'm not going to sleep with you. What's it going to take to make you realise that"
Hearing it spelt out like that changed nothing, he wanted her "Dance with me-"
"We tried that yesterday"
"And it was going quite well until you ran away"
Katie sight and folded her arms, muttering under her breath "Great idea Ryou 'give it to him straight and it'll be simple' yeah right." She obviously hadn't meant for Malik to hear, but he caught the name, "Ryou? You know Ryou?" Understanding washed over him "Ah so that's how you know so much about me and my...habits. Pray tell, what else has darling Ryou been saying about me"
"You don't really want to know that." Malik laughed at her devious smile, "Pretty, I don't really care...at least through him I have a way to you"
This earned him yet another glare "Are you going to turn stalker now?"
"If that's what it takes"
Oops, that really got her going.
"Look I am not interested. That's it, goodbye-"
Unfortunalty for her, he was as pissed off as she was. Malik grabbed her hips and spun her around so she was pressed her against the bar, she reacted quickly and held her arm up so he couldn't lean too close to her. Fuck why was she trying so hard. Malik grabbed her chin so that he could look into those unreadable eyes, "Look. I don't get turned down-"
"Well in this case you are! You're not even the kind of person who cares about whether they get rejected. You move on to someone else who's willing to give you what-"
"What if you make me not want to be that person any more" Katies gasp made Malik register what the hell he had just said. Fuck. That was so not what he was intending to say, this wasn't him, he didn't do this.
"Forget I said that"
Malik looked for something, anything in her eyes that would tell him that she didn't want to forget, that that lapse in thinking had meant something. But he only saw confusion. He sighed and let go of her, dropping his arms in defeat.
"Just...dance with me one more time...and you'll never have to see me again"
The few seconds of silence was agony.
"...okay..."
She wasn't going to run this time, he took her hand and led her to the middle of the dance floor. He placed her hands on his hips and brushed her hair back, for some reason she'd lost all her fight. He leant down and whispered in her ear "Just close your eyes...pretend it's someone you don't hate...and just move to the music"
Shockingly she obeyed and shut her eyes tight, and began to dance.
Ra did she know how to dance.
Making her close her eyes was the right decision, she just flowed with the music. And Malik danced with her, loving the way she moved against him. He wondered if she had any idea how attractive she truly was...
Okay. That was it. Malik couldn't take it any more, and seeing as she was quite determined never to have anything to do with him again, then he was going to make sure that he at least got one night with her. Working quickly, he guided her to a corner of the club whilst the music carried on. When he reached the back of the place he stopped and lifted her onto a table, as he tucked her hair behind her ears she opened her eyes and looked at him pleadingly, "Please, don't-"
But that wasn't what he wanted to hear. Malik cut her off, crushing his lips on hers. To his surprise Katie melted into the kiss, it was like their lips fitted each others perfectly. She tasted as delicious as she looked. During the brief moment their lips parted Katie whispered "Fuck"
"That's not normally the reaction I get when I kiss a girl"
"Shut up"
And then she pulled him back for another kiss.
Getting lost in the moment Malik cupped her face and gently bit her lower lip, her gasp gave him the opportunity to map out her soft mouth with his tongue. He was going to imprint himself onto her, so that she wouldn't be able to stand not seeing him again. She had one hand on her shoulder whilst the other gripped his hair making him groan. His own hands slowly went around her waist and began to sneak up but before he could do anything Katie had jumped off the table and ran away.
Again.
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Malik banged on the door to Bakuras' house desperately, when Bakura did eventually open the door he looked both confused and annoyed, "What the hell-"
Malik pushed past and went inside, "I need to talk to Ryou. Ryou...Ryou I need to talk to you...Bakura where's Ryou"
"He's on the phone what the fuck is with everyone being so desperate to talk to my Hikari today am I not good enough?"
Malik laughed harshly "Now is not the time for an inferiority complex"
Bakura glared at him "Like hell do I have an inferiority complex about the runt. What is with you, is this about that girl?"
"Yeah. Ryou knows her, RYOU" Ryou came in, running a hand through his white hair, brown eyes confused at the situation in front of him.
"Malik? What-" He was cut off as Malik grasped his shoulders desperately "I need to talk to you"
Ryou looked at Bakura "Would you mind um going in the kitchen and er getting him some coffee or something?"
Bakura raised an eyebrow "You expect me to-"
"Just do it would you" Bakura stared at him for a moment, Ryou gulped a little but it seemed Bakura decided to save his anger for later, turned and left.
"Wow Ryou I never knew you had a spine" Ryous soft gaze hardened as he looked at Malik, "Would you just tell me what you want?"
Malik sat down and look up at Ryou "You know Katie"
"..I do..."
"...I need you to tell me her number, where she lives, anything-" Ryou sighed and sat next to him "You know I'm not going to do that."
"Ryou-"
"Malik" Malik was shocked at the commanding tone Ryou suddenly possessed, it cut him off completely "She is not interested"
"She kissed me Ryou. She pulled me back and kissed me, she-"
"She was drunk. Stop acting like a lovestruck teenager and go back to acting the way you were before."
"But I-"
"You just think you like her more than you do because you can't have her."
Malik blinked at him in shock "Wow. You make this feeling seem so simple"
"Malik-" Ryou was cut off by a worrying sound coming from the kitchen, Malik took the opportunity to continue
"I don't feel like this for other people. So just give me some way to contact her so I can sort it out. Please?
Ryou sighed rubbing his temple, there was no easy way to do this, "Look Katie-" Ryou was cut off again as Bakura walked back in "Malik you know about that?"
Ryous' voice turned stern again "Bak-"
Malik looked up at Bakura confused "What do you mean?"
Bakura shrugged and shoved a suspicious looking mug of coffee into Maliks hand "Ryou and Mariks alter ego thing. It's the only way they get left alone when they go clubbing or anything"
Now wait a second "My Hikari doesn't go clubbing"
"Bakura would you shut-"
"Sure he does, just not as Marik"
Malik had enough of not understanding what the hell was going on any more. As if it wasn't bad enough that a bloody girl made him act like a bloody fool, now his best friend was spouting some crap about his other half as well as trying to poison him with the fucking coffee. He slammed down the mug, splattering it everywhere "Bakura what are you on about?"
It seemed Bakura was equally annoyed for multiple reasons "I'm on about the same thing you are! I'm on about Katie"
"But you're talking about Marik?!"
"They're the same fucking person"
Silence. Ryou groaned and cradled his head in his hands, Malik tried to process the words he had just heard...he looked up at Bakura for confirmation.
"What did you just say?"
"Marik is Katie"
Bakura laughed, hard.
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The last line annoys me...I'll have to come back to that haha
Well there you go, first chapter, what do you think so far? Review please ^_^
Next chapter...Mariks viewpoint...
