"I was supposed to."
"But you don't have to now, right?"
"I don't think so, but just seeing her kind of…freaks me out, I guess."
Bakura snorted. "I don't blame you. But maybe you should talk to her. I mean…work something out, you know."
"I'd…rather not right now. Give me a little time."
"Whatever. Are you sure I can't tell anyone?"
Malik dug his hands into his thick, pale hair. "Well, I guess maybe the pharaoh, but no one else. He might have some good ideas what to do."
Bakura grinned. "Okay." He then picked up his books and walked off, snickering. Malik went back to his soda thinking that maybe he had just made a big mistake.
As it was, Yuugi was very understanding. His Yami, however, appeared a few times and made comments about how kids in the good old days of Egypt actually observed tradition no matter what. This annoyed Malik very much. Yuugi finally locked the soul room, and they were able to have some quiet. Yuugi was about to start giving suggestions when Jounouchi raced up. "Malik! 'ey, Malik! Yuugi! Are you guys going to the football game on Fri-mmph!"
Malik had flung a hand over Jounouchi's mouth, silencing him. "Listen, Jounouchi Katsuya. I'm Namu, got it? Don't call me Malik at school."
Jounouchi pried Malik's hand off of his mouth. "Namu? I thought you gave that up a long time ago. What's going on?"
Malik glared. "Nothing that concerns you. Just be quiet!"
Jounouchi shrugged. "Whatever you say. Does this have something to do with how you freaked out when the new girl came?"
"He didn't-" Yuugi started.
"Just be quiet!" snapped Malik.
Just then, the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch and postponing any further discussion.
Malik had no classes the last period of the day, so he went to his usual bench in a secluded corner of campus and, using his bag for a pillow, stretched out for a nap. He was just starting to drift off when someone poked him hard in the shoulder. "Nng…go 'way Yamashita, you're early. I hired you to wake me up at the end of the period," he snapped. He rolled over mumbling something about how freshmen can't tell the time of day.
"MALIK!!"
His eyes flew open to see, not Yamashita, but Asenath. "Aah! Don't do that! Can't you see I'm trying to take a nap?! Ra knows we don't get enough sleep these days."
She scowled back down at him. "Malik."
"That's my na-I mean, who's Malik?
"You're not funny. I heard your friend yelling to you at lunch." She reached into his bag and pulled out his wallet. She dug her own out of her pocket. Flipping them both open, she glanced at the pictures. "You're him, all right."