Show Me the Way from Crazy         
Three
To Wonder

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Key: //Yami to Hikari//
/Hikari to Yami/

Malik's POV
"People travel to wonder at the height of mountains, at the huge waves of the sea, at the vast compass of the ocean, at the circular motion of the stars; yet they pass by themselves without wondering."

            After exiting my room, I hurried down the stairs, mumbling, "Baka, baka, baka." Sighing, I reached the bottom.

            "Problems?" Bakura observed from his spot on the TV room couch.

            "Many."

            "Care to talk about it?"

            "Not with you." I said coldly, and walked into the kitchen.

            I was always hungry when I was sad. Isis told me that it sounded like something a girl would do. She always used to make fun of me. I kind of miss it. And Rishid. Rishid was always a great friend to have around. But I can't go back there, no matter how much I might want to. I just can't.

            //But what happens after you hurt everyone here, too?// A voice in my head taunted.

            /That won't happen! I won't let you!/ I replied, in my thoughts. A while ago I realized that this thing in my mind could read all of my thoughts. Quite disturbing, to tell you the truth.

            //And what happens when I don't give you a choice? First I think I'll take out that girly-boy you like so much. And then . . . his yami. Face it, Malik, you don't control me. I control you.//

            I just stood there, shocked. He couldn't hurt Ryou, "Just go away!" I yelled, sinking to the floor.

            Bakura ran into the kitchen, wondering what I had been yelling about.

            I looked up at him, I probably looked so pathetic just kneeling on the floor like that.

            I could tell that Bakura was at a loss of words; he didn't quite know how to phrase his question.

            "I'm fine." I answered the question he never spoke, "I just . . . I just . . . need to be alone for a little while." And with that, I dashed back upstairs to the safety of the room that I had been calling my own for a little while now. Sadly, I wasn't comforted as I sank down on the bed.

            //He thinks you're crazy.//

            /Leave me alone!/

            //Ryou probably does too.//

            /Go away. Go away. Go away . . ./ I chanted in my head as I quietly sobbed into my pillow. I couldn't let him harm anyone, I just couldn't.

            After a little while, although I didn't really have a good grasp of time, I heard a soft knock at my door.

            "Malik?" The quiet voice that I had come to love so much said gently.

            I got up, rubbed my eyes free of tears, and slowly opened the door.

            Ryou's eyes were concerned, "Are you all right?"

            "Yeah," I said hurriedly, faking a smile, "I'm fine – why wouldn't I be?"

            "Oh . . . Bakura said that you weren't feeling well or whatever. Do you need anything?" He was always so concerned, from what I've observed anyway.

            "No – I'm fine." I replied, lying through my teeth.

            "Well, if you do . . ."

            "I know where you are." I finished for him, wanting to be alone once more.

            Ryou smiled and gave me a hug.

            He was actually hugging me. Slowly, I hugged him back warily. He smelt so good. A faint hint of vanilla was on him that you would never have picked up if you weren't this close. I always wanted to smell that. I never wanted to let him go, I just wanted to hold him forever. Have him be mine. I know this probably meant nothing to him, but to me . . . it was bliss. In a few short days, I have fallen in love with someone unattainable.

            "Malik?" Ryou asked softly, bringing me back to reality. I realized that I was still holding on to him, while his hands were down by his sides.

            "Oh, right," I said, hurriedly taking my hands off from around him. "Gomen."

            "It's okay," Ryou replied reassuringly, "But are you sure that you are?"

            "Yeah," I said quietly, tears welling up in my eyes once more, "I'm sure." I finished, looking down.

            "Okay . . ." Ryou softly said, leaving and closing the door behind him.

            After he left, the tears fell. I don't know for how long, but I know I stood there, staring at the recently closed door pathetically, for at least a good twenty minutes.

            Why had the gods allowed me to be like this? I couldn't fall in love with anyone here – especially not Ryou. He's so nice . . . and innocent. I hate the thought of bringing the darkness that follows and envelopes me into his life. I wouldn't be able to live with myself . . .

            Glancing at the clock, I noticed it was a little while before dinnertime. I wondered what Ryou was making tonight – he is such a good cook.

            Deciding to walk downstairs once more, I bumped into Ryou at the bottom.

            "Oh!" Ryou said, smiling and evidently surprised, "I was just about to get you – dinner's ready."

            "We're eating a little earlier than usual?" I questioned, having gotten used to the routine.

            "Schedules are for the unimaginative." Bakura brushed by us.

            Ryou rolled his eyes, "Sometimes I think he'll make up any excuse to get to eat."

            "Does he even need to eat?" I questioned, thinking that my own yami must never eat. Unless he has some food stash with him – somewhere . . .

            "I don't think so . . . that's the sad part."

            "Oh, okay." I shrugged, and we both went to the dinner table. Bakura was already there, devouring handfuls of food.

            "Keep that up and you'll choke." Ryou reprimanded, plopping down on his cushioned chair.

            Bakura stopped mid-bite to glare at him, "And who are you, my mother?"    

            I was finding this whole thing quite amusing. I said nothing, but watched the scene while buttering a roll. Perhaps Ryou is a bit motherly, but I think he'd make a better housewife anyway.

            The sudden stop in raised voices, well – one raised voice and one reasonable one, brought be back to the conversation, or lack thereof.

            "So," I said after a little while, trying to break the awkward silence, "Why are we eating early anyway?"

            "Oh – I figured after this we could go and get you signed up at my school. Tomorrow's Monday, so I'll be going back there again. And I hate leaving you here alone with Bakura so much."

            "It's not like I'll kill him or anything." Bakura shot back.

            "Yes you will."

            School?! Why in Ra's name had he mentioned school?! It was hell! I had a private tutor in Egypt and stuff – but school?! I really don't have a hell of a lot of experience with it – but it's, there's . . . too many people! Oh, the torture! Maybe Ryou is evil, after all.

"Never fear shadows; they simply mean there is a light shining somewhere nearby."

(a.n. – Yahoo! Another chapter done. I apologize if no one liked it. This was a serious chapter – I know, but I don't know – I just felt like writing it. The whole plot of this, actually, is pretty angsty and depressing – which is why the genre shall change later on. But for now, for the most part – it's humorous. Hah hah. Next we have Malik's adventures in school. Oh what fun. Read and review and I (might) update sooner!)