Votes:

Malik- 8

Yugi- 8

Anzu (Tea)- 4

Yami Malik- 3

Pegasus- 3

Bandit Kieth-1

Honda (Tristan)- 1

Mai- 1

Shizuka (Serenity)- 1

Malik and little Yugi is the second tie! Yay!

I'll ask you to - before you read this interview through - forgive me if Malik is OOC. ^_^; I haven't had much experience writing his persona.

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Under The Wraps

Entry 05: Malik Ishtar & Yugi Motou

(It's been a while hasn't it? "Under the Wraps" has returned, an with it the city is unfrozen from it's state of suspense, as I, the authoress and my trusty keyboard, begin the next chapter of the interviews.)

(Our location is a small, yet crowed fast food restaurant. We three sit in a both as nameless fillers pass us, discussing numerous miscellaneous subjects. Malik Ishtar and Yugi Motou are on one side of the both, facing us. They are here because I want them to be. There's no need for explanations or logic, because in this world I, and every other author, is a god. So, simply, they are here… because the pen be mightier than the sword.)

Malik (M): Remind me again, why I'm here?

(He pokes a plastic looking burger that a waiter pushed in frount of him minutes ago, questioning its edibility.)

Yugi (Y): Interview, right? Yami told me about it.

Q: Nice to see he's spreading the word, unfortunately this fic is coming to an inevitable end. But… that's beyond the point.

(Malik has looked up from the said burger.)

M: Point being?

Q: Point being this is an interview and it's time to ask the questions, Ishtar. What do you think of fanfiction?

M: Me? We'll what the heck, do you think I'd think of it? I mean half the time the authors aren't even aware I have an evil side, so I'm stuck being the evil raping bastard.

(The Egyptian grumbles and crosses his arms, turning away from the untouched food.)

M: Seriously, how many times do you think I've had to rape someone as "Marik"?

Y: You can't really blame them, can you? I mean the dub makes you sound like some… some…

M: Whining 35-year-old megalomaniac. I wanted revenge damn it, not the damn pharaoh's power… although my yami might find that useful also.

Y: I guess the concept of killing Yami and me would be too much for the little kids, huh?

M: Death's a part of life; people should know that at any age. But, more importantly, this series was made for a more "mature" generation.

Q: Hate to interrupt this lovely little dub bashing convo you started but we need to stay on the subject. How about you, Yugi?

Y: I don't know… I just wish I could save someone in a fic, I mean Yami and Joey are always there for me, watching my back. I know they're just trying to help but I need to prove to myself that I can save me, too.

Q: There must be some fics that you're the star of?

Y: Yeah, there are and I'm glad, too. But sometimes I'm coming from a really graphic yaoi or non-yaoi fic and then I'm pushed into some light fluffy fic, most people would classify as "trash fiction" and forced to go through a bunch of stuff where I'm totally innocent and illiterate about certain subjects. I've been through a lot here, I'm not all naïve and innocent, but I'd like to be sometimes.

Q: Why do you say that?

Y: Well, it's nice to feel "pure" sometimes. To put it bluntly, I guess you could say some fanfiction is a "comfort drug" from the others.

M: Little Yugi on drugs, who would have thought?

Y: It's not like I haven't tries them before.

M: Someone your age should be doing such things, young man!

(Malik grins wickedly and adds mockingly.)

Y: It's not like I'm going to die anytime soon.

(Yugi crosses his arms and looks defiantly at Malik.)

M: Good point, Yugi. (Grins even more.) First times are strange aren't they?

Y: I'd rather not talk about it; anyway, when I said "comfort drug" I didn't mean drugs literally.

Q: Erm, have to interrupt again, but if we can finish this up it would really help me out.

M: Fine. Shoot.

Q: Right, okay, what do you find most appalling about the way your character is exemplified, Malik? I know you have a lot to get off your shoulders.

M: Where would you like me to start? Perhaps I'll bring the alphabetized list I wrote at the start of Battle City? That's when it was worst.

Q: Whatever you feel like.

(Malik eyes the burger yet again as if it's about to stand up and attack him.)

M: I don't like being some "evil" bastard who wants the pharaoh's powers. I don't like being the rapist whom ends up falling in love with is victim, i.e. a Mary Sue. I don't like the authors whom used self-insertion to "beat me up" in dueling or otherwise just because I've got some "evil plan" and want the pharaoh power. Wait that's twice isn't it? Damn it, the dub screw me over!

Y: Can't ague with that. I set Yami and Anzu up on a date, to make him feel better and all through the dub they talked about "evil powers" and stuff, but they were really supposed to talking about how I wanted to express myself. I think it would have helped fanfiction if they left that scene in…

Q: The dub again?

M: Well, it's more of a problem for me than fanfiction. The authors watch it and then write fic based off it.

Y: Remember when there were hardly any fic in this section?

M: Yeah, I don't think I existed back then though… Well, whatever. It must have been better than this.

Y: It was… primitive.

Q: How so, Yugi?

Y: Well there were a lot of humor fic - Seto bashing mainly – and only a few really hardcore authors. There was a lot more time and new ideas. It just seems like everything's been overdone these days.

M: Yeah, I know the feeling. Like déjà vu. I get that a lot, these days.

(Both boys sit back in their seats, reminiscing a past that can never be rewritten or excavated. Perhaps it's time to float away, drift like mist from the seat below me back to the "real world". They won't care, they wont know, because I make them. And I, with the pen – or in this age's case- the keyboard bid them too…)

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O.o

My apologies, this took a very odd turn. I don't know Malik or Yugi that well so it turned into the said interview (if you can call it an interview.) I'm really not sure what I just wrote, in fact why don you tell me? I'm too tire to criticize my work now…

Zzz… Review?