Title: Poor Malik!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. Or Malik. Or Bakura. Or Ryou. Or anyone!! :runs away sobbing:
Oh wow! My story has been reviewed already!! I didn't expect that ^^'' Doumo Arigatou! I'm not sure where my story is going since I only wrote it out of boredom so this is all coming from the top of my head x) R/R!
Chapter 2: Confusion
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"Yami!" whined Yuugi. "Why did you have to do that to Malik!"
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Malik turned on a corner, holding his head down. "Why?" He thought. "WHY?! I didn't do ANYTHING to Yami!" He stopped to stare up at the sky and tapped a finger against his chin. "Well.there was that time when I tried to kill him.I took control of Jounouchi.I tried to kill him again.and I-Forget it."
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"Why do you think Malik was so upset? I mean.even though Bakura wasn't so NICE about it." Ryou glared up at his yami. "He's right, it was only a motorcycle."
Bakura let out a twisted laugh. "Who cares? I'm out of here. Coming Ryou?" Ryou shook his head. Bakura shrugged. "All right then." He began walking out the door. "Oh." Bakura turned around. "You better be back by 9."
"Yes mother." Ryou smiled.
"Look!" Yuugi pointed toward a dark corner of the house. Yami stepped out of the shadows with a Sennen eye on his forehead. His glare turned on Ryou.
"YOU." Said Yami. "You're trying to kill Yuugi aren't you?" Ryou took a step back and shook his head fiercely.
"No! I would never do that!"
"Yami leave Ryou alone! What's wrong with you???" Yami hovered over Ryou.
"I will banish you to the shadow realm!" He sneered.
WHAM! The door flew open yet again and there stood a pissed off Bakura.
"I KNEW I SHOULDN'T HAVE LEFT YOU ALONE!" He scolded. "Ra-damned Pharaoh!" He narrowed his eyes. "You dare touch my hikari?"
Suddenly, the Sennen eye disappeared and Yami was left with a confused look plastered on his face.
"What happened?" Everyone stared at him in disbelief.
"You don't remember?" Said Yuugi worriedly. Yami shook his head. "Eh.it was nothing important." Bakura's glance snapped at Yuugi and Yuugi returned a knowing look.
"Hey.where's Ryou?" Bakura quickly scanned the room.
"Oh no." He groaned. "That little wimp!"
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Ryou ran down the streets, shielding his head with his hands. "Yami wants to kill me!" He thought. He could hear footsteps coming from behind him.
"Hey-Ryou!" Called out a voice.
"Huh?" Ryou turned around as his face ran right into someone's chest, causing him to stumble and fall backwards. Arms quickly reached out to catch him. Ryou squeezed his eyes shut.
"Ryou?" Opening an eye, Ryou looked up to see.Malik.
Meanwhile, Jounouchi walked by and spotted the scene. "Woa!" he thought, and quickly jumped behind a conveniently nearby bush. He snickered to himself. "Hee hee hee.wait till Bakura hears about this."
"Malik!" Said Ryou in surprise. He blushed deeply before prying himself out of Malik's arms.
"Why are you here?" Questioned Malik. "Are you here to confess that it was really YOU who destroyed my motorcycle?" He threw a suspicious glare at Ryou.
"No! No of course not! I just wanted to know if you were ok." Ryou replied hurriedly.
"Oh." Malik flopped down on the grass. "What were you running from?" Ryou shook his head.
"I don't know...Yami accused me of trying to kill Yuugi."
"I knew the Pharaoh wasn't right in his mind." Malik remarked bluntly.
Jounouchi yawned. "Gee.this is boring. Come on! Where's the action? Well...it might be awhile until then...Maybe I should find Honda..." Jounouchi snatched his cell phone from his pocket.
Beep boop beep beep beep boop. Went the phone, as Jou punched in the numbers.
"Hey...is Honda there--in the bathroom? Oh ok, I'll wait." Moments passed.
"Moshi moshi?" A voice came from the other end.
"Honda? Dude, you sure spend a long time in the bathroom! What were you doing in there?? Never mind, I don't want to know."
"...What do you want Jounouchi?"
"Well..." Jounouchi grinned slyly. "Malik and Ryou are in the park right now. Alone!"
"So?"
Jounouchi rolled his eyes. "Are you naïve or what? I caught Ryou in Malik's arms! Hee hee hee..."
"Nani?!"
"That's right, you heard me. Come on, front row seats! Oh and remember to bring some popcorn."
"Wakata. Dewa mata!" (I know. See you later! Something like that.)
Click.
"You seem really torn up about your motorcycle..." Ryou observed. Malik nodded. "Why?" He let out a sigh and propped himself up on his hands.
"It was my first motorcycle...when I lived underground as a kid, having a motorcycle was my dream. I was never able to have any luxuries..."
Jounouchi made a face. "Boy does he sound cheesy or what..." He thought. At that moment Honda arrived.
"Jou!" He poked him in the back.
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"Hey Ryou?" Malik said.
"Yea?" Ryou looked over.
"Do you smell...popcorn???"
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"Quick Jounouchi! Eat before they track the scent back to us!" Whispered Honda.
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"Malik...what if we were to get you another motorcycle?"
"It wouldn't be the same." Malik muttered. He twirled his fingers around a blade of grass before uprooting it to examine it. Ryou frowned to himself and stared down at the grass.
"Malik..." Ryou said quietly.
"Nani?" Malik peered up curiously at the sudden timid tone. The look written over his face was unreadable. "What can he be thinking?" Malik thought to himself.
"Oh...why can't I ever help anyone? It's always ended up like this. Bakura's right...I'm useless." Ryou could feel hot tears springing to his eyes as he bent his head lower, hiding his face behind the soft silver locks of his hair. "And weak too..." He whispered to himself softly.
"Ryou?" Malik moved closer, trying to see his face. An unmistakable tear reluctantly dripped down Ryou's pale skin. "Daijoubu, Ryou?" (Are you ok?) Ryou fought hard to keep his voice steady.
"H-hai, Malik-kun." He whimpered.
"It's ok Ryou...there's no reason to be upset. My motorcycle really wasn't that important..." Malik said gently, yet unsure of himself. Ryou lifted his head to reveal large chocolate eyes, swirling in unshed tears.
"Gomen..." Ryou managed to choke out. Malik cast a nervous glance at Ryou. Why was he so upset all of sudden?
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"Honda?"
"Yea?"
"We better leave.before this turns into a sobfest." Jounouchi crawled away
"Some show." Muttered Honda.
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"Yami...are you sure that you don't remember ANYTHING?" Questioned Yuugi. Yami nodded. Yuugi furrowed his eyebrows and look up at Bakura. "What should we do?" Bakura shrugged.
"Not my concern." He said carelessly. The door slammed open. (That happens a lot doesn't it?)
"Yami! Yuugi!" Squealed a sugary voice. Anzu twirled in. "And Bakura." She said stiffly.
"Shutup." Bakura snarled. Anzu walked by daintily with her nose up in the air.
"Anzu!" Said Yuugi, surprised. "I thought you were away, attending that famous dance academy in America!"
"Yea...But I was too good for them." She tossed her head up and sniffed.
"Or other way around." Remarked Bakura. Anzu glared.
"Anyways," She smiled widely. "I haven't seen you in such a long time Yami! I missed you so much! How's my favorite Pharaoh doing?" She ran to Yami and squeezed him tightly. Yuugi look away sadly, missing the disgusted look on Yami's face.
"He would never love me...not like that...Anzu has a better chance..." Yuugi thought dully. Yami sensed a hurt feeling in Yuugi's air and looked over to see him standing dejectedly, sinking down against the wall.
//Aibou?// He spoke through the link.
/Nani?/ Came a small reply.
//What's wrong?//
/Nothing./ And with that, Yuugi blocked off the link. Yami stared at Yuugi in hurt and confusion.
Yuugi couldn't take it. He couldn't stand watching Anzu slobber all over Yami. HIS yami. And for all that he knew, Yami probably had the same feelings for her. He ran upstairs with tears blinding his view.
"Yuugi!" Yami called out, reaching his hand out and trying to pull out of Anzu's hold. Somehow she restrained him. A door upstairs could be heard, closing firmly.
"Oh, leave the kid alone Yami. He's probably overjoyed with my return that he needs a few moments to recollect." Anzu said, illogically. A thought of horror struck Yami.
"What if...what if...Yuugi likes Anzu? And...he's jealous???" Yami thought as he backed away from Anzu. He needed time to think, and now.
"Anzu?"
"Yes Yami?" Anzu batted her eyelashes.
"We'll see you tomorrow." Yami replied, leading her out the door.
"But-but!" The door closed. Letting out a sigh of relief, Yami walked back into the den and flopped down on the couch. Bakura smirked.
"So..." Bakura started. The doorbell sounded.
"Oh, RA!" Shouted Yami. He stomped angrily to the door and thrust it open. Jounouchi and Honda was standing there with a surprised look plastered on their faces. "Get out." Yami snarled.
"Hey Yami, it's us!" Said Honda waving his hand in front of Yami's face.
"GET OUT!!!" Yami thundered. "THIS IS NOT A SOCIAL GATHERING! WHY HAVE PEOPLE BEEN COMING AND GOING ALL DAY LONG?! NOW GET OUT! OUT I SAY!" He turned to Bakura and pointed towards the door. "YOU TOO, GRAVE ROBBER."
"Geez...don't have a cow." Jounouchi muttered as the trio headed away from the door. With a final glare, Yami slammed the door shut.
Bakura's eyes suddenly lit up. "Ryou!" He cried. "I forgot about him!" Mentally slapping himself, he began to run.
"Wait! Bakura!" Yelled Honda. He looked at Jounouchi. "Should we tell him?" Jounouchi thought for a second and shook his head.
"Err...forget it, don't. He might spend hours questioning us." He reasoned nervously.
"Good point." Said Honda. The both of them stared at Bakura's disappearing figure as Bakura ran into the streets.
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Hm...what will happen next? Why does Yami have ballistic attacks? What will he decide to do? What's going on inside of Yuugi's mind? What will Malik do about poor Ryou? And what will a worried Bakura find? You'll find out eventually ^^ Comment please!
As you can probably tell, this was an awkward chapter, I was kind of torn between writing a crazy fanfic or a more serious yet light and fluffy. What do you think? =\
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. Or Malik. Or Bakura. Or Ryou. Or anyone!! :runs away sobbing:
Oh wow! My story has been reviewed already!! I didn't expect that ^^'' Doumo Arigatou! I'm not sure where my story is going since I only wrote it out of boredom so this is all coming from the top of my head x) R/R!
Chapter 2: Confusion
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"Yami!" whined Yuugi. "Why did you have to do that to Malik!"
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Malik turned on a corner, holding his head down. "Why?" He thought. "WHY?! I didn't do ANYTHING to Yami!" He stopped to stare up at the sky and tapped a finger against his chin. "Well.there was that time when I tried to kill him.I took control of Jounouchi.I tried to kill him again.and I-Forget it."
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"Why do you think Malik was so upset? I mean.even though Bakura wasn't so NICE about it." Ryou glared up at his yami. "He's right, it was only a motorcycle."
Bakura let out a twisted laugh. "Who cares? I'm out of here. Coming Ryou?" Ryou shook his head. Bakura shrugged. "All right then." He began walking out the door. "Oh." Bakura turned around. "You better be back by 9."
"Yes mother." Ryou smiled.
"Look!" Yuugi pointed toward a dark corner of the house. Yami stepped out of the shadows with a Sennen eye on his forehead. His glare turned on Ryou.
"YOU." Said Yami. "You're trying to kill Yuugi aren't you?" Ryou took a step back and shook his head fiercely.
"No! I would never do that!"
"Yami leave Ryou alone! What's wrong with you???" Yami hovered over Ryou.
"I will banish you to the shadow realm!" He sneered.
WHAM! The door flew open yet again and there stood a pissed off Bakura.
"I KNEW I SHOULDN'T HAVE LEFT YOU ALONE!" He scolded. "Ra-damned Pharaoh!" He narrowed his eyes. "You dare touch my hikari?"
Suddenly, the Sennen eye disappeared and Yami was left with a confused look plastered on his face.
"What happened?" Everyone stared at him in disbelief.
"You don't remember?" Said Yuugi worriedly. Yami shook his head. "Eh.it was nothing important." Bakura's glance snapped at Yuugi and Yuugi returned a knowing look.
"Hey.where's Ryou?" Bakura quickly scanned the room.
"Oh no." He groaned. "That little wimp!"
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Ryou ran down the streets, shielding his head with his hands. "Yami wants to kill me!" He thought. He could hear footsteps coming from behind him.
"Hey-Ryou!" Called out a voice.
"Huh?" Ryou turned around as his face ran right into someone's chest, causing him to stumble and fall backwards. Arms quickly reached out to catch him. Ryou squeezed his eyes shut.
"Ryou?" Opening an eye, Ryou looked up to see.Malik.
Meanwhile, Jounouchi walked by and spotted the scene. "Woa!" he thought, and quickly jumped behind a conveniently nearby bush. He snickered to himself. "Hee hee hee.wait till Bakura hears about this."
"Malik!" Said Ryou in surprise. He blushed deeply before prying himself out of Malik's arms.
"Why are you here?" Questioned Malik. "Are you here to confess that it was really YOU who destroyed my motorcycle?" He threw a suspicious glare at Ryou.
"No! No of course not! I just wanted to know if you were ok." Ryou replied hurriedly.
"Oh." Malik flopped down on the grass. "What were you running from?" Ryou shook his head.
"I don't know...Yami accused me of trying to kill Yuugi."
"I knew the Pharaoh wasn't right in his mind." Malik remarked bluntly.
Jounouchi yawned. "Gee.this is boring. Come on! Where's the action? Well...it might be awhile until then...Maybe I should find Honda..." Jounouchi snatched his cell phone from his pocket.
Beep boop beep beep beep boop. Went the phone, as Jou punched in the numbers.
"Hey...is Honda there--in the bathroom? Oh ok, I'll wait." Moments passed.
"Moshi moshi?" A voice came from the other end.
"Honda? Dude, you sure spend a long time in the bathroom! What were you doing in there?? Never mind, I don't want to know."
"...What do you want Jounouchi?"
"Well..." Jounouchi grinned slyly. "Malik and Ryou are in the park right now. Alone!"
"So?"
Jounouchi rolled his eyes. "Are you naïve or what? I caught Ryou in Malik's arms! Hee hee hee..."
"Nani?!"
"That's right, you heard me. Come on, front row seats! Oh and remember to bring some popcorn."
"Wakata. Dewa mata!" (I know. See you later! Something like that.)
Click.
"You seem really torn up about your motorcycle..." Ryou observed. Malik nodded. "Why?" He let out a sigh and propped himself up on his hands.
"It was my first motorcycle...when I lived underground as a kid, having a motorcycle was my dream. I was never able to have any luxuries..."
Jounouchi made a face. "Boy does he sound cheesy or what..." He thought. At that moment Honda arrived.
"Jou!" He poked him in the back.
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"Hey Ryou?" Malik said.
"Yea?" Ryou looked over.
"Do you smell...popcorn???"
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"Quick Jounouchi! Eat before they track the scent back to us!" Whispered Honda.
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"Malik...what if we were to get you another motorcycle?"
"It wouldn't be the same." Malik muttered. He twirled his fingers around a blade of grass before uprooting it to examine it. Ryou frowned to himself and stared down at the grass.
"Malik..." Ryou said quietly.
"Nani?" Malik peered up curiously at the sudden timid tone. The look written over his face was unreadable. "What can he be thinking?" Malik thought to himself.
"Oh...why can't I ever help anyone? It's always ended up like this. Bakura's right...I'm useless." Ryou could feel hot tears springing to his eyes as he bent his head lower, hiding his face behind the soft silver locks of his hair. "And weak too..." He whispered to himself softly.
"Ryou?" Malik moved closer, trying to see his face. An unmistakable tear reluctantly dripped down Ryou's pale skin. "Daijoubu, Ryou?" (Are you ok?) Ryou fought hard to keep his voice steady.
"H-hai, Malik-kun." He whimpered.
"It's ok Ryou...there's no reason to be upset. My motorcycle really wasn't that important..." Malik said gently, yet unsure of himself. Ryou lifted his head to reveal large chocolate eyes, swirling in unshed tears.
"Gomen..." Ryou managed to choke out. Malik cast a nervous glance at Ryou. Why was he so upset all of sudden?
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"Honda?"
"Yea?"
"We better leave.before this turns into a sobfest." Jounouchi crawled away
"Some show." Muttered Honda.
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"Yami...are you sure that you don't remember ANYTHING?" Questioned Yuugi. Yami nodded. Yuugi furrowed his eyebrows and look up at Bakura. "What should we do?" Bakura shrugged.
"Not my concern." He said carelessly. The door slammed open. (That happens a lot doesn't it?)
"Yami! Yuugi!" Squealed a sugary voice. Anzu twirled in. "And Bakura." She said stiffly.
"Shutup." Bakura snarled. Anzu walked by daintily with her nose up in the air.
"Anzu!" Said Yuugi, surprised. "I thought you were away, attending that famous dance academy in America!"
"Yea...But I was too good for them." She tossed her head up and sniffed.
"Or other way around." Remarked Bakura. Anzu glared.
"Anyways," She smiled widely. "I haven't seen you in such a long time Yami! I missed you so much! How's my favorite Pharaoh doing?" She ran to Yami and squeezed him tightly. Yuugi look away sadly, missing the disgusted look on Yami's face.
"He would never love me...not like that...Anzu has a better chance..." Yuugi thought dully. Yami sensed a hurt feeling in Yuugi's air and looked over to see him standing dejectedly, sinking down against the wall.
//Aibou?// He spoke through the link.
/Nani?/ Came a small reply.
//What's wrong?//
/Nothing./ And with that, Yuugi blocked off the link. Yami stared at Yuugi in hurt and confusion.
Yuugi couldn't take it. He couldn't stand watching Anzu slobber all over Yami. HIS yami. And for all that he knew, Yami probably had the same feelings for her. He ran upstairs with tears blinding his view.
"Yuugi!" Yami called out, reaching his hand out and trying to pull out of Anzu's hold. Somehow she restrained him. A door upstairs could be heard, closing firmly.
"Oh, leave the kid alone Yami. He's probably overjoyed with my return that he needs a few moments to recollect." Anzu said, illogically. A thought of horror struck Yami.
"What if...what if...Yuugi likes Anzu? And...he's jealous???" Yami thought as he backed away from Anzu. He needed time to think, and now.
"Anzu?"
"Yes Yami?" Anzu batted her eyelashes.
"We'll see you tomorrow." Yami replied, leading her out the door.
"But-but!" The door closed. Letting out a sigh of relief, Yami walked back into the den and flopped down on the couch. Bakura smirked.
"So..." Bakura started. The doorbell sounded.
"Oh, RA!" Shouted Yami. He stomped angrily to the door and thrust it open. Jounouchi and Honda was standing there with a surprised look plastered on their faces. "Get out." Yami snarled.
"Hey Yami, it's us!" Said Honda waving his hand in front of Yami's face.
"GET OUT!!!" Yami thundered. "THIS IS NOT A SOCIAL GATHERING! WHY HAVE PEOPLE BEEN COMING AND GOING ALL DAY LONG?! NOW GET OUT! OUT I SAY!" He turned to Bakura and pointed towards the door. "YOU TOO, GRAVE ROBBER."
"Geez...don't have a cow." Jounouchi muttered as the trio headed away from the door. With a final glare, Yami slammed the door shut.
Bakura's eyes suddenly lit up. "Ryou!" He cried. "I forgot about him!" Mentally slapping himself, he began to run.
"Wait! Bakura!" Yelled Honda. He looked at Jounouchi. "Should we tell him?" Jounouchi thought for a second and shook his head.
"Err...forget it, don't. He might spend hours questioning us." He reasoned nervously.
"Good point." Said Honda. The both of them stared at Bakura's disappearing figure as Bakura ran into the streets.
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Hm...what will happen next? Why does Yami have ballistic attacks? What will he decide to do? What's going on inside of Yuugi's mind? What will Malik do about poor Ryou? And what will a worried Bakura find? You'll find out eventually ^^ Comment please!
As you can probably tell, this was an awkward chapter, I was kind of torn between writing a crazy fanfic or a more serious yet light and fluffy. What do you think? =\