Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh, but I do own me!
Note: This is basically Maliks (The Yami) thoughts while he is at school. Thanks to my mighty Authoress powers, I've decided Malik decided he wanted a physical form, so that's what he got, so him and Marik are now separate, but they can still talk through the mind-link if they want to. Be warned, Anzu bashing! My thanks to Malik_Ishtar67 for giving me the basis for this idea; I'll try not to make it too much like yours. Anyway, This is sorta my thoughts, seeing as I'm incredibly random, and yes, I really am plotting to take over the world, And I've got it all figured out, but I need a couple of million dollars to start it off, which is why I haven't annihilated all the teachers at school yet.
I woke up this morning to some idiot's dog yapping somewhere. Stupid dog. Why do we have to live in this stupid house anyway, I *preferred* my temple, But no, these stupid humans think that living in a temple is weird.
I was musing about how much I liked my stone Temple with all my mind slaves and where they got to when my baka hikari burst through the door.
"Malik, I told you to get up early! We've got our first day at school! Aren't you ready? Where's your uniform?"
"Would you believe one of my mind slaves ate it?"
"Malik!"
"It's in the corner. And I'm not wearing it."
"You have to! It's the rules." My Hikari was really getting quite annoyed. This was kind of fun.
"You wear it."
"I am wearing mine!"
"And that's how I know there's no way I'm wearing mine. You look ridiculous."
"Fine! Go nude for all I care!"
"Ok."
"Malik!"
"Fine, I'll wear the Ra-cursed piece of clothing then."
"Good."
Marik walked out of the door and I got up and put on that stupid uniform. I can't believe I have to wear this. Blue really isn't my colour. It makes me look washed out. At least I don't look like I was dropped in a bucket of bleach was I was little, like that tomb robber and his hikari. At least they'll be at this stupid school, but so will the Pharaoh, his hikari, that stupid Jou and *shudder* that stupid air head which was actually a challenge to take over her mind, seeing as there was so little of it and I had to search to find it.
Eventually I walked downstairs to find Marik trying to cook breakfast, make lunch and tie his shoes at the same time. This was entertaining. I sat down at the table and watched him for a while. Awww, he was actually succeeding in doing it! Wow, I never knew he could multi-task. Eventually I got up and made sure the pancakes didn't burn while he did everything else.
"Thanks Malik."
"I'm only doing it because I like pancakes, and I don't want bits of charcoal for breakfast. Couldn't I just have one mind-slave to do some of the jobs?"
"No! Yami said that you weren't allowed them anymore."
"Baka Pharaoh."
"You should be nicer. He didn't send you to the shadow realm."
"So?"
Marik sighed. That was good, he was learning not to argue with me any more. Or so I thought.
"Malik, why do you have to be so egotistical?"
"So I can make a good ruler when I take over the world. Just look at George Bush, He's damn egotistical, and America's the most important country so far."
"Why do you have to take over the world?"
"Because I want to. I miss my mind slaves. I wonder where they went?"
"I don't really care."
"That's the spirit!"
"Malik!"
"I think these are ready, Now where is that lovely, sugary sweet sticky substance which is oh so gooey-yummy-sweet?"
"You mean the Maple syrup?"
"How dare you speak its name! You are not worthy to speak of it in such harsh words!"
"Right..." He's giving me that look again. Why do people do that? Now, I need that sugar.... Yay! Marik's gone up to his room to go and get it from where he's hiding it. I can't believe he won't tell me where he put it! Maybe I'll tell that baka airhead that I'll be nice if she gets me some Maple Syrup. Nah, It's not worth the horror of listening to one of her friendship speeches. Even the thought of them makes me feel sick. Yes! Marik's back with the Maple Syrup. He puts it on his pancakes first, the bastard. I'll get him back later, when I've taken over the world.
"Now, Malik, say please."
"If you don't give me the Syrup you'll be saying please for me to stop hurting you."
"Then I won't get any more syrup."
"You wouldn't dare."
"Would."
"Wouldn't."
"Would."
"Wouldn't."
"Would."
"Wouldn't."
"Would."
"Wouldn't."
"Would."
"Alright, please give me the damn syrup."
"Sure!" That baka's grinning at me again. Stupid idiot. I pour that syrup all over my pancakes, and then onto my spoon. Marik always gets annoyed when I pour it in my mouth. On second thoughts....
"Malik, I told you not to do that!"
"Issh so niissh!"
"Malik, stop it!"
"No."
"Stop it right now or I'll tell Yami!"
"Who caresh?"
"I'll get Anzu to talk to you about how bad Maple Syrup is for you."
"Nooo!"
"I will."
"Alright then, here." I sadly handed the rest of the bottle of Maple Syrup to Marik. Mean baka. I ate the rest on my pancakes and licked the plate to get every last bit of golden yummy goodness off. Marik was staring at me again, so I glared at him.
He grinned back.
"Malik, I think if you lick that any more you're going to lick the glaze off." I glare at him again, and give the plate a few more licks just to show who's boss. Then I put the plate down and go sit on the couch. I hate this stupid couch. It's not evil, I'm sure. Nothing can be so comfy and still be evil. Damn it! Nothing's ever evil around here! Maybe I should recruit that stupid dog. Nah. Hey, didn't we have to go to that stupid school? I wonder when Marik's going to remember that?
"Ahhh! Malik, we have to go to school!" Ahh, he remembered.
"You really shouldn't stress so much, it's bad for you. And what's the big deal about school anyway? We'll just be being told things by stupid mortals who should all be bowing down to me."
"....."
"Well, let's go. I didn't put on this stupid uniform for nothing." We walked out the door and Marik led me to the new school. I don't think much of this place, to many buildings, and too many people! My Ra, I've never seen so many people. And all of them wearing the same clothes! That was just scary. Well, would be scary if I ever got scared. I am Malik, the future ruler of the world. I never get scared. Not even because of this weird lady with glasses almost as big as her face which keeps asking me questions that everyone calls "Miss"...
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Well, that's the first chappie! Please, will somebody read and review my other fic, Twisted fate. It's a Marik (Good guy) / OC fic (But nothing's happened yet), which is very angsty. So, If you're into that type of fic, please read it! But, first, you've got to review. Isn't that right, Bakura-chan?
Bakura: *Tied to chair* mfff! Mff mff!
Marik: Maybe you should set him free.
Chaos: No! He was mean, he said bad things about you and Malik!
Malik: I'm all with the goddess on this one.
Marik: He only said that he had more fan girls than us!
Chaos: Exactly! How could anyone think that!
Marik: Well, I am quite handsome....
Chaos: I'm glad you see it that way.
Note: This is basically Maliks (The Yami) thoughts while he is at school. Thanks to my mighty Authoress powers, I've decided Malik decided he wanted a physical form, so that's what he got, so him and Marik are now separate, but they can still talk through the mind-link if they want to. Be warned, Anzu bashing! My thanks to Malik_Ishtar67 for giving me the basis for this idea; I'll try not to make it too much like yours. Anyway, This is sorta my thoughts, seeing as I'm incredibly random, and yes, I really am plotting to take over the world, And I've got it all figured out, but I need a couple of million dollars to start it off, which is why I haven't annihilated all the teachers at school yet.
I woke up this morning to some idiot's dog yapping somewhere. Stupid dog. Why do we have to live in this stupid house anyway, I *preferred* my temple, But no, these stupid humans think that living in a temple is weird.
I was musing about how much I liked my stone Temple with all my mind slaves and where they got to when my baka hikari burst through the door.
"Malik, I told you to get up early! We've got our first day at school! Aren't you ready? Where's your uniform?"
"Would you believe one of my mind slaves ate it?"
"Malik!"
"It's in the corner. And I'm not wearing it."
"You have to! It's the rules." My Hikari was really getting quite annoyed. This was kind of fun.
"You wear it."
"I am wearing mine!"
"And that's how I know there's no way I'm wearing mine. You look ridiculous."
"Fine! Go nude for all I care!"
"Ok."
"Malik!"
"Fine, I'll wear the Ra-cursed piece of clothing then."
"Good."
Marik walked out of the door and I got up and put on that stupid uniform. I can't believe I have to wear this. Blue really isn't my colour. It makes me look washed out. At least I don't look like I was dropped in a bucket of bleach was I was little, like that tomb robber and his hikari. At least they'll be at this stupid school, but so will the Pharaoh, his hikari, that stupid Jou and *shudder* that stupid air head which was actually a challenge to take over her mind, seeing as there was so little of it and I had to search to find it.
Eventually I walked downstairs to find Marik trying to cook breakfast, make lunch and tie his shoes at the same time. This was entertaining. I sat down at the table and watched him for a while. Awww, he was actually succeeding in doing it! Wow, I never knew he could multi-task. Eventually I got up and made sure the pancakes didn't burn while he did everything else.
"Thanks Malik."
"I'm only doing it because I like pancakes, and I don't want bits of charcoal for breakfast. Couldn't I just have one mind-slave to do some of the jobs?"
"No! Yami said that you weren't allowed them anymore."
"Baka Pharaoh."
"You should be nicer. He didn't send you to the shadow realm."
"So?"
Marik sighed. That was good, he was learning not to argue with me any more. Or so I thought.
"Malik, why do you have to be so egotistical?"
"So I can make a good ruler when I take over the world. Just look at George Bush, He's damn egotistical, and America's the most important country so far."
"Why do you have to take over the world?"
"Because I want to. I miss my mind slaves. I wonder where they went?"
"I don't really care."
"That's the spirit!"
"Malik!"
"I think these are ready, Now where is that lovely, sugary sweet sticky substance which is oh so gooey-yummy-sweet?"
"You mean the Maple syrup?"
"How dare you speak its name! You are not worthy to speak of it in such harsh words!"
"Right..." He's giving me that look again. Why do people do that? Now, I need that sugar.... Yay! Marik's gone up to his room to go and get it from where he's hiding it. I can't believe he won't tell me where he put it! Maybe I'll tell that baka airhead that I'll be nice if she gets me some Maple Syrup. Nah, It's not worth the horror of listening to one of her friendship speeches. Even the thought of them makes me feel sick. Yes! Marik's back with the Maple Syrup. He puts it on his pancakes first, the bastard. I'll get him back later, when I've taken over the world.
"Now, Malik, say please."
"If you don't give me the Syrup you'll be saying please for me to stop hurting you."
"Then I won't get any more syrup."
"You wouldn't dare."
"Would."
"Wouldn't."
"Would."
"Wouldn't."
"Would."
"Wouldn't."
"Would."
"Wouldn't."
"Would."
"Alright, please give me the damn syrup."
"Sure!" That baka's grinning at me again. Stupid idiot. I pour that syrup all over my pancakes, and then onto my spoon. Marik always gets annoyed when I pour it in my mouth. On second thoughts....
"Malik, I told you not to do that!"
"Issh so niissh!"
"Malik, stop it!"
"No."
"Stop it right now or I'll tell Yami!"
"Who caresh?"
"I'll get Anzu to talk to you about how bad Maple Syrup is for you."
"Nooo!"
"I will."
"Alright then, here." I sadly handed the rest of the bottle of Maple Syrup to Marik. Mean baka. I ate the rest on my pancakes and licked the plate to get every last bit of golden yummy goodness off. Marik was staring at me again, so I glared at him.
He grinned back.
"Malik, I think if you lick that any more you're going to lick the glaze off." I glare at him again, and give the plate a few more licks just to show who's boss. Then I put the plate down and go sit on the couch. I hate this stupid couch. It's not evil, I'm sure. Nothing can be so comfy and still be evil. Damn it! Nothing's ever evil around here! Maybe I should recruit that stupid dog. Nah. Hey, didn't we have to go to that stupid school? I wonder when Marik's going to remember that?
"Ahhh! Malik, we have to go to school!" Ahh, he remembered.
"You really shouldn't stress so much, it's bad for you. And what's the big deal about school anyway? We'll just be being told things by stupid mortals who should all be bowing down to me."
"....."
"Well, let's go. I didn't put on this stupid uniform for nothing." We walked out the door and Marik led me to the new school. I don't think much of this place, to many buildings, and too many people! My Ra, I've never seen so many people. And all of them wearing the same clothes! That was just scary. Well, would be scary if I ever got scared. I am Malik, the future ruler of the world. I never get scared. Not even because of this weird lady with glasses almost as big as her face which keeps asking me questions that everyone calls "Miss"...
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Well, that's the first chappie! Please, will somebody read and review my other fic, Twisted fate. It's a Marik (Good guy) / OC fic (But nothing's happened yet), which is very angsty. So, If you're into that type of fic, please read it! But, first, you've got to review. Isn't that right, Bakura-chan?
Bakura: *Tied to chair* mfff! Mff mff!
Marik: Maybe you should set him free.
Chaos: No! He was mean, he said bad things about you and Malik!
Malik: I'm all with the goddess on this one.
Marik: He only said that he had more fan girls than us!
Chaos: Exactly! How could anyone think that!
Marik: Well, I am quite handsome....
Chaos: I'm glad you see it that way.