Sixth Chapter of Angel's Isis fan fic!
I thank no one who bothered to review! I dun care I'll keep at it anyways!
(Isis point of view)
I don't really care about what he thought when I was yelling at him... him? Keith.
My hands are extremely cold... I looked at my brother with a hint of curiosity... He was quick to notice it he blinked at me and gave me a questioned or confused expression. "What?" He asked...
I looked back at the sidewalk ahead of me... "What 'what'? I was just wondering..."
"... If you were thinking about that thing about Keith you're a sick person! Sick, evil..." he said, then got silent for a little while, and then pointed at me and added, "And even more sick!"
What?! "Stay calm Malik..." I said, keeping any sign of amusement from my voice and face,
"I won't tell a soul about your relationship with him." I joked, and laughed when he turned to face me.
"Yeah, Isis, we're planning on getting married soon, you can be the one who holds the ring!" He yelled at me sarcastically.
"I'm sorry..."
"About what?"
"I made you mad, what really happened in there?" I asked and stopped at the edge of the sidewalk, so did Malik.
"I'll tell you from the start..." Malik said, glaring at Bakura as he leans against malik lightly.
"Following you around makes me look like a dog... I am going somewhere..." Bakura said, smiling.
Malik looks away, "Shoo dog, go home." He said, waving him away.
Bakura shrugged then started walking downtown.
-What happened to Malik-
Malik stood around silently at the far end of the room, thinking bitterly to himself that this was suicide and he should have kept his mouth shut.
In his right hand was his Rod... He heard some hammering going on at the door someplace, and then it stopped.
Keith looks up at one of the holes. "Some blond girly lookin' teen wanted to talk to me." He muttered holding the hammer...
Keith walked over and felt sick at his choice of clothes the boy had on. "What the hell do you want?" He rudely asked putting a hand on his hip. "Go away; I don't want anything to do with you." He points to the door with the hammer, "Don't talk to me."
"Why? You said we can stay..."
"You wish. I don't care if anyone's after you go away, its worse with me than out there." Keith said.
"Worse than out side with them, how?" Malik scratches his head.
Keith quickly reached out and snatched Maliks Rod and held it sideways at the boys' neck. "You're too slow."
Malik blinked at him, and then backs away slowly. "I'll show myself out." He said nervously and quickly exited... leaving his rod... With Keith.
He could have thought fast and made it so that Keith couldn't grab it... or he shouldn't have come along.
Just five minutes ago they were talking and laughing.....
What the hell, which would have been having a good time with that arrogant fool? Give him a chance, something to stand for.
Malik stopped walking around out side and sneaks in from a window. He needed some way to get it back; he probably threw it with all the rest of the junk in the closet...
As soon as he got inside there he was... Waiting for him, he hits Malik over the head. "You realise how noisy you are?! I knew you'd come from this window you fag."
Malik woke up to find that Keith was crouched down in front of him, and that Malik was not moved from his knock out place.(??? what the hell?)
"Good morning Blondie. What's wrong; bad dreams?" He laughed. "So you wanna sit around... here, do you?" Keith asked wish a disgusted expression on his face...
Malik didn't say anything...
"Well you gonna wait 'till it's your next birthday to answer?" Keith pokes Maliks arm, annoying him.
"Ok, ok. Yeah, only until they're gone." Malik answered, Keith scoffed
"Shit like that's gonna happen... now I'll never get rid of him..." Keith muttered and then went to get the walkie-talkie... (??? IS that right?) He didn't use it just yet, there was no power in it, and he went to put in some batteries. Malik came by with his hand against his aching head...
"Ice packs in the freezer..... It's not going to walk to you." Keith said and pointed to somewhere with the screwdriver he had in his hand.
Malik went in the direction... he opened the door t o the freezer and found that there was no ice pack.
Just an empty freezer, Malik sighed and went back to the liar.....
Malik walked slowly, looking down at the floor... then he heard someone calling his name...
He found Keith sitting on the couch looking through his deck of cards, and taking some out and putting others in...
Malik stopped for a moment... it's gone... "Who was calling me?" Malik asked.
Keith turned his head enough to look at Malik... Keith just fingers him, and then continued customizing his deck.
"Peh, love you too." Malik sarcastically said and then went off to look out the window... "Yami?!..." Malik looked around for wherever it was.... where the Item is.
"Who's Yami?" Keith asked, startled from his sudden yelling.
"...My Rod?"
Keith blinked at him... "Who's rod?"
"What you snatched from me..."
Keith shuffles his deck... "What'd I take?"
"My... MY Millennium Rod, you fool!" Malik yelled impatiently, Keith looked up at Malik smirking.
"No, I don't know about the CD... I don't really listen to that stuff..."
Malik quickly caught on to his sarcasm... He noticed he was listening to something on some headphones... "What's MY name?"
"No, I can't make Waffles." Keith said with out even looking up, still smiling. He sat there with his... card, leaving his deck on the table.
This is the part when the thing I called 'radio' but it was really supposed to be called walky-talky interrupted Bakura and Isis...
and the part where they go over to Keith's JUST to get Malik outta there. Then he tells a little about what went on just before Bakura and Isis entered...
Malik was sitting around on the couch wondering about how Isis is doing, then some one rang the door. (that makes no sense to me)
When he saw she was injured the first thing that came into his head was Bakura.
He thought it was Bakuras fault. Sure he is sexy and all that, but if it was he would have to pay.
-I think that is all Malik wanted to tell.-
I was sitting down on a bench. There was nothing to ask or say about his story. Malik seemed to want to know what I thought...
"so you had an adventure and a half..." I said.
He let out an annoyed sigh he shook his head. "You do care, don't you? ...Then why the hell did I just go and tell you what I did today?!"
I couldn't help but laugh, some how the way he said it was funny... he glares at me. "I don't know; it just seems blank... that's all... just blank."
He rolled his eyes then turned away and started off...
-we walked back home-
I was cleaning up the stupid place again out of boredom to find that... There was no Bakura, and it seemed Malik didn't give a shit about it.
I dropped the boom and looked to Malik... "Did he stay behind?" I asked smiling.
He was laying down on the couch, he sat up and asked "Who?"
(-stuff that isis cannot see...-)
(-Bakura's point of view-)
I think it's getting late now, why did I have to stay behind.... what was I thinking? There's nothing left to do now! oh god... why, why, why...
Ah, easy... I was intending on bugging the hell outta Keith! He is the one who I gave the necklace to! Now he won't give the fucking thing back...
"What's your problem?" Keith asked tauntingly...
"Don't be stupid, I need it back..." I said, following him to wherever it is he's going.
"I don't have it here, you dumb ass" he said and opened the door to his truck, hitting me with the door, he just laughed at me.
"You do not know what you are fucking with!" I warned, shutting the door on him, he pushed me away.
"Don't start with me kid..." he opens the door and got in quickly, I followed him. "What the hell do you think you're doing, you leach?!"
"I'm not going to leave you alone unless I get those millennium items back... Get it through your thick skull!" I told him, he shook his head.
During the ride back, even though it was supposed to be a quick ride, we went really fast, hitting some...things, and nearly crushing a couple kids, cats dogs...
"You insane bastered! How many did you drink?!" I asked gripping the seatbelt. Keith slammed the breaks, and turned to look at me slowly...
"See that back there? Well does that answer your question?!" he said pointing at an empty box with bud wiser in big weird letters.
Does this imply that... he is indeed drunk?! I looked back at him and he goes on with his crazy driving, "Son of a bitch!"
After... after that sickening quick drive back to his place.
"Hey, uh... just so you know..." Keith started, locking up his truck. "I wasn't drunk... I got cut off before I could ask!" he laughed.
I rolled my eyes, "Oh good, if that's your driving while you are sober can't wait to see what you're like when you're right hammered..."
(Hammered??? Where I am... it is a dumb ass word for really drunk.)
He blinked at me.... ".....What?"
Short moment of silence...
Keith went back inside, then came back out and dropped the stuff...
My Millennium Items...
Damn strait, M-I-N-E!
I got back to Maliks place in short time, thinking hmmm I wonder what they're up to right now?
I couldn't help but get this stupid little Idea in my head, it was 'the two making out'... I just laughed out loud.
Crazy, crazy, crazy... Hey, what if I let My Ryou go to them for a while? See what their reaction is...
Nope, he'll go back in the wrong direction and get his ass kicked, so I won't hide.
I knocked on the door... at first it seemed like no one was going to answer, so I turned the knob, it's...
Unlocked!
I opened it slowly and walked in, and I could just see... nothing?
~*~* The freakin' end of this chapter!!*~*~
Until then, I am going to go off and do the next part for those invisible people who read it and like it. *bows* please feed me back those who CAN! *apologises to those who can't...*
I thank no one who bothered to review! I dun care I'll keep at it anyways!
(Isis point of view)
I don't really care about what he thought when I was yelling at him... him? Keith.
My hands are extremely cold... I looked at my brother with a hint of curiosity... He was quick to notice it he blinked at me and gave me a questioned or confused expression. "What?" He asked...
I looked back at the sidewalk ahead of me... "What 'what'? I was just wondering..."
"... If you were thinking about that thing about Keith you're a sick person! Sick, evil..." he said, then got silent for a little while, and then pointed at me and added, "And even more sick!"
What?! "Stay calm Malik..." I said, keeping any sign of amusement from my voice and face,
"I won't tell a soul about your relationship with him." I joked, and laughed when he turned to face me.
"Yeah, Isis, we're planning on getting married soon, you can be the one who holds the ring!" He yelled at me sarcastically.
"I'm sorry..."
"About what?"
"I made you mad, what really happened in there?" I asked and stopped at the edge of the sidewalk, so did Malik.
"I'll tell you from the start..." Malik said, glaring at Bakura as he leans against malik lightly.
"Following you around makes me look like a dog... I am going somewhere..." Bakura said, smiling.
Malik looks away, "Shoo dog, go home." He said, waving him away.
Bakura shrugged then started walking downtown.
-What happened to Malik-
Malik stood around silently at the far end of the room, thinking bitterly to himself that this was suicide and he should have kept his mouth shut.
In his right hand was his Rod... He heard some hammering going on at the door someplace, and then it stopped.
Keith looks up at one of the holes. "Some blond girly lookin' teen wanted to talk to me." He muttered holding the hammer...
Keith walked over and felt sick at his choice of clothes the boy had on. "What the hell do you want?" He rudely asked putting a hand on his hip. "Go away; I don't want anything to do with you." He points to the door with the hammer, "Don't talk to me."
"Why? You said we can stay..."
"You wish. I don't care if anyone's after you go away, its worse with me than out there." Keith said.
"Worse than out side with them, how?" Malik scratches his head.
Keith quickly reached out and snatched Maliks Rod and held it sideways at the boys' neck. "You're too slow."
Malik blinked at him, and then backs away slowly. "I'll show myself out." He said nervously and quickly exited... leaving his rod... With Keith.
He could have thought fast and made it so that Keith couldn't grab it... or he shouldn't have come along.
Just five minutes ago they were talking and laughing.....
What the hell, which would have been having a good time with that arrogant fool? Give him a chance, something to stand for.
Malik stopped walking around out side and sneaks in from a window. He needed some way to get it back; he probably threw it with all the rest of the junk in the closet...
As soon as he got inside there he was... Waiting for him, he hits Malik over the head. "You realise how noisy you are?! I knew you'd come from this window you fag."
Malik woke up to find that Keith was crouched down in front of him, and that Malik was not moved from his knock out place.(??? what the hell?)
"Good morning Blondie. What's wrong; bad dreams?" He laughed. "So you wanna sit around... here, do you?" Keith asked wish a disgusted expression on his face...
Malik didn't say anything...
"Well you gonna wait 'till it's your next birthday to answer?" Keith pokes Maliks arm, annoying him.
"Ok, ok. Yeah, only until they're gone." Malik answered, Keith scoffed
"Shit like that's gonna happen... now I'll never get rid of him..." Keith muttered and then went to get the walkie-talkie... (??? IS that right?) He didn't use it just yet, there was no power in it, and he went to put in some batteries. Malik came by with his hand against his aching head...
"Ice packs in the freezer..... It's not going to walk to you." Keith said and pointed to somewhere with the screwdriver he had in his hand.
Malik went in the direction... he opened the door t o the freezer and found that there was no ice pack.
Just an empty freezer, Malik sighed and went back to the liar.....
Malik walked slowly, looking down at the floor... then he heard someone calling his name...
He found Keith sitting on the couch looking through his deck of cards, and taking some out and putting others in...
Malik stopped for a moment... it's gone... "Who was calling me?" Malik asked.
Keith turned his head enough to look at Malik... Keith just fingers him, and then continued customizing his deck.
"Peh, love you too." Malik sarcastically said and then went off to look out the window... "Yami?!..." Malik looked around for wherever it was.... where the Item is.
"Who's Yami?" Keith asked, startled from his sudden yelling.
"...My Rod?"
Keith blinked at him... "Who's rod?"
"What you snatched from me..."
Keith shuffles his deck... "What'd I take?"
"My... MY Millennium Rod, you fool!" Malik yelled impatiently, Keith looked up at Malik smirking.
"No, I don't know about the CD... I don't really listen to that stuff..."
Malik quickly caught on to his sarcasm... He noticed he was listening to something on some headphones... "What's MY name?"
"No, I can't make Waffles." Keith said with out even looking up, still smiling. He sat there with his... card, leaving his deck on the table.
This is the part when the thing I called 'radio' but it was really supposed to be called walky-talky interrupted Bakura and Isis...
and the part where they go over to Keith's JUST to get Malik outta there. Then he tells a little about what went on just before Bakura and Isis entered...
Malik was sitting around on the couch wondering about how Isis is doing, then some one rang the door. (that makes no sense to me)
When he saw she was injured the first thing that came into his head was Bakura.
He thought it was Bakuras fault. Sure he is sexy and all that, but if it was he would have to pay.
-I think that is all Malik wanted to tell.-
I was sitting down on a bench. There was nothing to ask or say about his story. Malik seemed to want to know what I thought...
"so you had an adventure and a half..." I said.
He let out an annoyed sigh he shook his head. "You do care, don't you? ...Then why the hell did I just go and tell you what I did today?!"
I couldn't help but laugh, some how the way he said it was funny... he glares at me. "I don't know; it just seems blank... that's all... just blank."
He rolled his eyes then turned away and started off...
-we walked back home-
I was cleaning up the stupid place again out of boredom to find that... There was no Bakura, and it seemed Malik didn't give a shit about it.
I dropped the boom and looked to Malik... "Did he stay behind?" I asked smiling.
He was laying down on the couch, he sat up and asked "Who?"
(-stuff that isis cannot see...-)
(-Bakura's point of view-)
I think it's getting late now, why did I have to stay behind.... what was I thinking? There's nothing left to do now! oh god... why, why, why...
Ah, easy... I was intending on bugging the hell outta Keith! He is the one who I gave the necklace to! Now he won't give the fucking thing back...
"What's your problem?" Keith asked tauntingly...
"Don't be stupid, I need it back..." I said, following him to wherever it is he's going.
"I don't have it here, you dumb ass" he said and opened the door to his truck, hitting me with the door, he just laughed at me.
"You do not know what you are fucking with!" I warned, shutting the door on him, he pushed me away.
"Don't start with me kid..." he opens the door and got in quickly, I followed him. "What the hell do you think you're doing, you leach?!"
"I'm not going to leave you alone unless I get those millennium items back... Get it through your thick skull!" I told him, he shook his head.
During the ride back, even though it was supposed to be a quick ride, we went really fast, hitting some...things, and nearly crushing a couple kids, cats dogs...
"You insane bastered! How many did you drink?!" I asked gripping the seatbelt. Keith slammed the breaks, and turned to look at me slowly...
"See that back there? Well does that answer your question?!" he said pointing at an empty box with bud wiser in big weird letters.
Does this imply that... he is indeed drunk?! I looked back at him and he goes on with his crazy driving, "Son of a bitch!"
After... after that sickening quick drive back to his place.
"Hey, uh... just so you know..." Keith started, locking up his truck. "I wasn't drunk... I got cut off before I could ask!" he laughed.
I rolled my eyes, "Oh good, if that's your driving while you are sober can't wait to see what you're like when you're right hammered..."
(Hammered??? Where I am... it is a dumb ass word for really drunk.)
He blinked at me.... ".....What?"
Short moment of silence...
Keith went back inside, then came back out and dropped the stuff...
My Millennium Items...
Damn strait, M-I-N-E!
I got back to Maliks place in short time, thinking hmmm I wonder what they're up to right now?
I couldn't help but get this stupid little Idea in my head, it was 'the two making out'... I just laughed out loud.
Crazy, crazy, crazy... Hey, what if I let My Ryou go to them for a while? See what their reaction is...
Nope, he'll go back in the wrong direction and get his ass kicked, so I won't hide.
I knocked on the door... at first it seemed like no one was going to answer, so I turned the knob, it's...
Unlocked!
I opened it slowly and walked in, and I could just see... nothing?
~*~* The freakin' end of this chapter!!*~*~
Until then, I am going to go off and do the next part for those invisible people who read it and like it. *bows* please feed me back those who CAN! *apologises to those who can't...*
