Elsie-Vive: "Now this chapter will be pleasant to write *snicker* Oh, how I love to make Malik x Mariku scenes! They're so cute!"
Heartnet: "But they won't beat up Bakura x Ryou now will they?"
Elsie-Vive: "Nope *smile* I love those two the most! Hurray to tendershipping!"
But still this time it's bronzeshipping! *Cheering*
Chapter 4: "I won't say I'm in love."
(Malik POV)
"That's the problem! He's practically ready to chase after me if I try to struggle away from him!" I screamed as loud as I could. I smirked when I heard phone being dropped. "Hmph! How do they like that! Ha!" I whooped happily.
"Relax Malik." I heard Yugi saying with that calming voice he had when I or Ryou started to panic. "He's not going to kill you. Mariku's just the type to not cover his true feelings. And, I and Ryou both know that you're not the type who needs someone stalking carefully and step out from the shadows slowly. You just can't like someone like that for some reason."
I knew that there would be more coming up. "And…?"
"Well, you need someone who will just jump on you and not give up before you're all his! Simple! Mariku is that kind of person!" Well that was expected for him to say. "He would probably do anything to be with you!"
"Would he be willing to jump into a well?" I asked from myself.
"He's not going to give up! And you know what? I don't think that you even want him to give up, because you're already so keen on him." Then the phone was off.
"Damn that Yugi!" I roared into my mind. Oh, he was going to pay for what he had said! I was already planning how to take my revenge while tapping my fingers against my desk. History really wasn't worth of listening and teacher didn't even care if we were A students or F students so I could just doze off for awhile.
I yelped in surprise when something touched my tan neck, brushing my blond locks out of the way. I turned a bit to see who it was and, surprise, surprise: Mariku was sitting behind me, his head resting on against his hand. He was leaning a bit forth and was swirling purple pen around his fingers while grinning happily to me.
I blushed slightly for some odd reason – probably because it was so hot in class – and tried to ignore Mariku who continued running his pen down my neck. It felt annoying! I shifted a bit and glared our teacher who was reading something. I gasped as I felt something cool touch my neck. Then I couldn't help but shiver when that cool thing ran across my neck. I whirled around and hit Mariku's cold hand away. "Stop it jackass!" I hissed silently so teacher wouldn't hear.
"No." He whispered back, his dark bluish-purple eyes forcing me to look directly at him. "Not until you'll agree to let me drive you home."
I rolled my eyes. He had asked that so many times today! Couldn't he bug someone else? "No!" I whispered back angrily.
He chuckled, clearly amused by my anger – which made me even angrier. "Whatever you say Malik-pretty."
Again that stupid nickname he had given to me! "Shut it you-!"
"Malik Ishtar! Sit down properly and listen to what I'm trying to teach you little runts!" Teacher, yelled to me and only to me, even thought Mariku was as guilty as I was! Damn that man has a death wish!
I settled down, giving a last glare at Mariku and the just concentrating to teacher and his boring rants of samurais. Unfortunately Mariku decided to break teacher's rules and keep on running his finger across my neck. Every time he did so I shivered because his touch was so cold.
After I finally got to flee away from history class I was ready to punch the first person who'd come across me, while silently cursing Mariku from earth to heaven and there to the very bottom of hell.
"Hi Malik!" I saw Jonouchi running to me. He would do for now. "Huh? Ya seem pretty angry there… are ya alri-?" He didn't really get time to say anything else because I hit him as hard as I could. He winced and rubbed his injured cheek, looking really puzzled and angry at the same time. "Wha' was tha' for?!" He yelled.
I sighed and patted his back to comfort him. "Sorry Joey. I was just pissed off because of a certain freak."
"Oh!" He seemed get who I meant. Well, who wouldn't when Mariku was trying to clearly sexually harass me!
Next class was gym. We had tennis and to my "pleasure" a Yamiyama was against me. Atemu seemed to notice my anger too.
"Would you like me to give a message to that lovesick idiot?" He asked grinning so that his perfect white toots shined.
"Yes! Tell to him…!" I sent the ball to fly to him but Atemu dodged it easily and sent it back to really fast. I was surprised that someone could hit ball so hard. But I was competitive type so I had a will to win.
"Tell to that bastard that…" I hit it the ball as hard as I could. "… that I'm not interested!" I yelled.
Atemu dodged again easily and sent the ball back to in a flash. "Oh, I will. But he might not believe that when it's written all over your face!"
That sentence got me freeze. I just stood there and stared at him shocked. "Am I really that easy to read? Wait! No! No! I don't like him! Gods I don't like him. I loath him! Absolutely loath Mariku!" I let my mind make sure that it was true and when I then was sure about what I felt, I let myself drift back to reality. I frowned when Atemu smirked at me. "What?" I asked while not trying to sound nervous. Somehow Atemu's words had affected me strongly.
"Well, you can believe whatever you want, but I can tell you: Mariku's not going to give up on you before he has you." He smiled to me so sweetly that for a moment those words really sounded like a heaven, but I then shook my head convinced to myself that I didn't like Mariku one a bit.
"Yeah. I do believe like I feel right now." I whispered to myself. Somehow everything seemed really gloomy at the moment as I got to boys locker-room and chanced on my normal clothes. My vision was hazy and my anger and confusion had chanced to depression and realizing. I didn't know why, but I wanted to run to my friends' arms and be comforted, even thought I had always been the strongest of us three.
On my way to our Mercedes I felt something wet drop on me. I lifted my head up to see dark clouds covering the sky and rain pour down on the ground. With a sigh I ran to our car and jumped in on the driver's seat. I watched from there how beautifully lightning flashed further away, booming silently. That sight was illuminating and calming. I shifted when a tear fell from my lavender coloured eye. Quickly I brushed it off with my palm and stared at the gloomy sky. It was funny how much I loved rain and thunderstorm even thought those were depressing. It was just so beautiful.
After a couple of minutes I already felt calmer and was ready to drive home. I frowned deeply when I imagined other drivers who just rushed before him without caring if it was his turn or if they had green lights. "Those fucking bastards! I'll show them…" I muttered moodily.
"Show to whom?" I flinched when I heard his voice. I turned around and came face to face with no other than Mariku. He had really smug expression on his face for some odd reason. "Hi Malik-pretty! Didn't know you're this eager to catch my lips!"
"HELL NO!" I screamed as I noticed how close we were. Our lips had almost brushed against each other! Damn that Mariku for being so sexy!
"Let me drive?" He asked while pushing me to the next front seat and settled himself to the driver's seat. He turned to me and blew a kiss which made me blush even thought it was quite cold March.
For the whole time we spent together driving to my house, Mariku was constantly flirting with me. It was bugging me that how he could say things like that even though we didn't know each other so well. "Maybe that's some kind of talent of his." I mulled over so many questions which involved the fiery haired blonde next to me that I was starting to blush because I realized how much I was actually thinking about him. It wasn't fair because I was trying so hard to avoid him. And avoid to not falling in love… I shook my head to those thoughts. I had always been really wary with love and I still was, but Mariku just crushed on me and blurted it out straight from his heart, without feeling shame of those feelings. "And he shouldn't. I like it when says those things." My breath hitched when I heard myself thinking so. Carefully I whispered those words in my mind, trying to figure out was it right to me.
"Here we are!" Mariku cried happily when he parked the Mercedes to our yard.
"Thanks." I murmured and jumped out. After a couple of steps I turned to look at Mariku who was starting to walk to his home. I felt my face heat because of my words that I yelled to him. "Mariku! Would you… uh… come over to my house?!" Hurrying I stomped to the house and turned to slam the door shut because of my embarrassed state, but tan muscular hand gripped on the side of the door. Mariku slipped in and smirked to my totally heated face. No words were needed. I knew what he was thinking. He was teasing me for sure! "Just come on now." I growled as I put my dark-grey jacket on the coat-rack. He did the same thing to his red one.
"Mariku, my brothers/friends are sleeping so we have to be quiet or listen to music because I don't want them to flip if they get to know that you're here. Understood?" I felt like talking to a five year old.
"No problem Malik-pretty! I'm silent as a feather!" He grinned while going up stairs.
I shook my head to him, smirking. "You fool. You don't even know which one of them is my room."
"This one!" He exclaimed as he bounced to a room in the end of the hall, which really happened to be my room. "Just how did he know?" I shrugged it off and got to my room and closed the door behind me. I watched as Mariku admired my room from my dark-grey upholstered bed. He had surprisingly concentrated look on his face.
I let my eyes roam over my stuff and noted once again the same thing I had so many other time: My room was quite gloomy. But I liked purple and other dark colours.
To my horror he had his breath-taking eyes on me now. I fidgeted slightly when his eyes roamed over every inch of my body. I felt kin of naked in front of his lusty stare. Now he looked rather like a hungry wolf eyeing a fat sleeping lamb it would eat. Mariku even dared to lick his own lips!
"What?!" I yelled – about to yell some more – but he was beside me covering my mouth in a blink of an eye. I tried to get some words out of my mouth but nothing came out. I glared at him as hard as I could to make him release me.
He grinned and leaned a bit closer to me. "I thought I heard you say that we shouldn't make too much noise." He reminded.
I stumbled backwards and again glared him, weaker this time because of a blush that was covering my face. "I know! So you just keep your voice down. I can make as much noise as I want! Hah!"
Mariku just grinned wider and plopped on my bed, burring his nose to my pillow and inhaling… my scent?
"YOU PERVERT!" I screamed angrily and threw my alarm clock at him, which he caught easily, just like Atemu had in gym.
He smiled a bit to me and made a kissing sound. "Only for you Malik-pretty."
Strangely my cheeks started to heat and my throat got dry.
"Malik…" He whispered suddenly, his eyes flashing with many emotions. "May I say something that might get you angry?" He asked suddenly smiling a bit.
I knew already what he was going to say. "I'm not sure myself what to answer to your words." I murmured softly. I noticed how I actually wanted to say "me too." But I wasn't sure about any of my feelings at the moment.
He kept on smiling as he reached for my hand and pulled me closer to his face so his surprisingly nice smelling breath flowed over my senses. "I love you." He gave me a short kiss which I didn't have time to return. And actually I wasn't even sure if I wanted to return it. "I love you." He gave another quick kiss as I shut my eyes to memorize that feeling of his cool lips – not like I really wanted to remember it, right?
"Ah. How corny that sounds." I laughed in my mind. I opened my eyes and noticed that Mariku wasn't there anymore. I blinked a couple of time confused and then turned around to see where that bastard had run to. I spotted him standing in the furthest corner of my room, trembling visibly. It looked like he was now angry or in drugs or something like that.
I studied his eyes, gasping when I noticed gorgeous wine-red flash in them. Those eyes were so beautiful yet dangerous, like he would lung at me if I'd step any closer to him. To my surprise I was already standing in front of Mariku, reaching forward to grab on his hand. As expected he shifted away. I wanted to say something but nothing came out. Hell, I didn't know what was wrong with him yet I wanted to… surrender? Maybe, I wasn't sure.
"You're driving me up the wall, Malik." I didn't like that cold voice of his. It was like animalistic rumble, so hungry and demanding.
Mariku shuddered suddenly and turned his breath-taking eyes from me, releasing me from his piercing gaze.
I took a deep breath and backed away from him so he would feel a bit more comfortable.
I got to wait for a few minutes – which felt like ages to me – until he seemed to be ready to face me again. He smiled sadly and carefully walked to me, like a tiger which was stalking its pray. I let him settle down on the floor while I sat down on my bed. He gazed up at me with worried and apologizing light purple eyes while he spoke with bitter tone. "I'm dangerous Malik. I would kill you if I wouldn't love you this much." He whispered, clearly ashamed.
I wasn't sure what he was talking about or what was going on but I was sure that he needed someone to comfort him at the moment, so I started to caress his wild spiked hair, shooing. "I have no damn idea what kind of… person you are, but I don't want to banish you away from me." I whispered back to him.
He looked up to me again with those burning crimson eyes which demanded me to surrender.
I gulped as I leaned forward to get as much contact with him as possible, but he was constantly pulling away from me. I felt kind of light-headed, and finally when he looked away again I noticed how much I longed for that danger. "You're dangerous…" I mumbled more to myself than to him. "…yet I can't bring myself to let go of you anymore." Those words made me frown a bit. "It's your fault. You were the one luring me all the time."
He released deep good-natured laugh and pressed his head against my knees, inhaling my scent. It made me blush a bit and I felt myself glaring at him again. "You bastard." I muttered as I continued fingering his hair.
Mariku muffled his laughter and smiled warmly. "You know, you were the one luring me first."
Okay, now I felt really confused. "I didn't even do anything. I didn't even notice you at first!"
He nodded against my legs and shifted up a bit so his head was resting on my tights instead. It made me blush even more and glare at him with all my force. He seemed to feel it or something because he chuckled cheekily. Then he continued. "Yes. It is very true that you didn't even acknowledge me, but I noticed you right away. I was keeping an eye on you and fixed up thousands of excuses to get you alone with me so I could…" He thought about right word for a moment. "… Lets just say take you."
I nodded and tried to understand where he was going with this. Somehow I had a feeling that I didn't know something important about him. But I knew the key-question. "Why are you so dangerous Mariku? What exactly are you? I know you and you're brothers are not like others."
He tensed visibly and inhaled my scent again, deeper this time. It seemed to calm him. "Well…" He started unsurely. "I could say that, at those past months I have been watching you…" To my terror I noticed that Mariku didn't breath anymore. "…I wanted to feed from you."
Pure silence was swelling in the air. Cold, timeless silence.
Well that was straight forward. I didn't know what to say to that. I knew what the answer was but I didn't know. It was confusing! I couldn't bring myself to say it. I knew what he was. And the worst thing about it wasn't that I was in danger… It was that I wanted to be with him despite that he might kill me. I breathed even as my heart pounded against my chest rapidly. "It doesn't matter." I whispered sadly, my voice cracking a bit as I said it.
I felt his arms around my legs tighten. I knew that he was furious because I didn't care about my own safety for some odd reason even I wasn't sure of.
"I don't care even thought you would want to do something like that, because I know that you wouldn't ever, never do such of a thing to me." I was trying to select my words carefully, but still they sounded so… lovey-dovey.
He stiffened at those words. "That… might be true…" He muttered, unsure about himself.
I sighed and gazed down at him. "You know I don't really like you right now, right?"
He chuckled at that. "That's too bad. Because I happen to love you even more when you're resisting."
I thought about his words from few minutes ago and smiled teasingly. "You, my dangerous blood-sucker, are to put a quit of a fight if you think I will just surrender."
He grinned and hugged me gently.
I hummed in delight. I wanted him to be by my side forever. If only it could be possible… "Oh no I don't! Damn my thoughts. Just what am I thinking?!"
Then he smirked at me with a mysterious glint in his eyes. I looked at him puzzled. He smirked wider. "Atemu gave me your message." He said in happy manner. "It's really weird that you're not interested in me, yet we are hugging this passionately each other…"
"Sh-shut the hell up." I stuttered as I remembered Atemu's words about Mariku not giving up on me as easily as I first thought, and that I was clearly crushing down on him… But it wasn't possible, right? "Isn't it time for you to leave?" I said frowning angrily.
Mariku bared his sharper-than-normal-fangs to me in sexy-hunter like manner. That was unnecessary attack against my heart which was beating rapidly again. I was bound to get heart-attack if Mariku would continue like this.
He opened the window upon my bed – winking at my flustered face – and jumped out.
I ran to my window to see if he was alright. And there that foolish fake of a devil was grinning insanely to me, waving his hand before running towards his home.
I huffed tiredly and sat down on my bed. My brain was trying to fix up something so I wouldn't just snap and start to break things in frustration, so then I heard some music. Of course it wasn't real music; my brain was fixing up a song – which happened often. I liked to sing and everyone always said that I had the best voice in the whole school. I tapped my foot against the black carpet and hummed the music. Then out of nowhere, an angel-me, devil-me and fallen angel-me with black little wings jumped on the table. I didn't care – the music that I had just made up filled my senses and an illusion started to make my room look like a garden full of rosebushes and big old trees. There was also a natural side marble statue which was a perfect copy about grinning Mariku. It was also a night with full moon and stars shining brightly… yep; my mind had just made me an illusion. Then words of this weird just made song started to make their way out of my mouth…
(Songfic: Disney Hercules – "I won't say I'm in love")
I started to walk around the garden, picking a rose from a bush. "If there's a prize for rotten judgement…" Then I spotted a cupid statue which I turned other way around so it wouldn't point me with that damn bow 'n' heart-shaped arrow. "I guess I've already won that. No man is worth the aggravation…" As I walked beside a bench, an angel-me, devil-me and fallen angel-me turned around to look at me, the spotlight hitting them like in some sort of movie. "That's ancient history, been there, done that." With that I threw the rose over my shoulder and the angel-I caught it.
"Who'd' think you're kiddin'?" They sang teasingly at me as I sat down beside their line. "He's the earth and heaven to you. Try to keep it hidden. Honey, we can see right trough you!" The angel- and devil-me pushed the fallen angel-me towards me a bit as I cried a long "No!" as a protest. "Boy, you can't conceal it; we know how ya feel and who you're thinking of." As they sang the fallen angel-I swayed the rose in front of my annoyed face, but I just brushed it of with another long "No." I stood up and sang forcefully back to them. "No chance! No way! I won't say it, no! No!" They swayed their fingers to me, scolding. "You swoon, you sigh! Why deny it, oh-uh?"
I folded my hands on my chest angrily. "It's too cliché. I won't say I'm in love." I walked away from them as they shrugged and flied after me. "I thought my heart had learned its lesson. It feels so good when you start out." I held my head like it would explode 'cause of so many emotions dancing inside of me. "My head is screaming: Get a grip, Malik!" I felt presence on my left side. I turned quickly and there those annoying personas of mine stood. "Unless…" My expression turned sad. "…you're dying to cry your heart out… Oooooooooh!"
The three of them moved their hips in seduce manner. "You keep on denying who you are how you feel. Baby, we're not buying… Hun, we saw ya hit the ceiling!"
"I knooooooow!" I yell out frustrated because they were so right about all this!
"Face it like a grown-up...!" They sang while glaring daggers at me. "…When ya gonna own up that ya got, got, got it bad!" They pointed at me accusingly.
But I wouldn't give in. "No chance! No way!" I sang as I hopped from rock to rock in a pool full of surprisingly clear water. "I won't say it, no! No!" That was when my I tripped and reached out to take a hold on something to support myself. My eyes found the statue of Mariku; I had gripped on his outstretched marble hand.
"Give up! Give in!" Both my look-a-like-angels yelled.
I leaned against his statue and gazed up at his stone eyes which were fixed on me.
The devil-me popped out of nowhere behind the statue and peeked at me, smirking teasingly. "Check the grin, you're in love."
I blushed heavily. Indeed I was grinning up at him. Quickly I stood out of the statue Mariku's hold and sang back to it tauntingly. "This scene won't play! I won't say I'm in love…!" I shut my ears from them but they sang just too fucking loud!
"You're doing flips!" All three watched me from the pool, smirking at me. "Read our lips: You're in love!"
I turned back to face them again and yelled to them as loud as I could. "You're way off base! I won't say it!" I ran on the bench and lied down, too tired from the emotion rush that I just had. "Get off my case! I won't say it!" I cried.
"Malik, don't be proud. It's OK, you're in love…" They sang sincerely while placing the rose – together – beside me on the bench I lied on. I noticed it right away and my wrath seeped away as fingered the rose like I had Mariku's spiky hair. Mariku… "Ooooooooh. At least out loud… I won't say I'm in… love…" My other selves sighed in relief and I snapped into the reality in that very second. I glanced around my room ashamed of maybe being caught singing a song like that. Luckily no one was there. I plopped down on my bed and breathed even for a while in silence before whispering with a smile: "…I won't say it so easily to you…"
"Boys! Dinner!" I heard Isis calling for me and my brothers.
"Coming!" I answered as I ran down stairs. On my way I halted when my three personas stood there in the living room, swaying a rose and mouthing: So stubborn. I blushed and fled to kitchen. I really hoped that I wouldn't be seeing those guys for awhile.
Elsie-Vive: "I just had to fix this chapter into a more stubborn Malik-like look, because there was no way for Malik to admit his crush on Mariku yet. Stay tuned little ones! R&R!"
