Kelsey: Aheheh ^^; Well, looks like I'm alive! Sorry for all of you that couldn't review for the last chappy. It was my being dumb as usual. Well… Everyone! Thank you for my previous chapters reviews~!
Ano… I don't know how long it'll take me to write more. I think I might end this fic around here soon. I'll have a sequel after this. It won't have anything to do about truth or dare… just I dunno. Wait! ^-^ Anyway! El o' preview-o for this chapter! *It's a short one. The chapter I mean.* -_-
Malik= girl; yaoi;~~~~~ OH! YAOI WARNING!!!!~~~~~ *ahem* craziness; randomness; fluff maybe. That's about it. Rated PG-13 still cuz of cussing.
*blah* Malik mind link **blah** Marik mind link
\blah\ Ryou mind link \ \blah\ \ Bakura mind link
Sorry for those who read this and don't like yaoi. I think from previous chapters, you should know who the pairing is. My favorite one! *swoons* On with the chapter!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN YU-GI-OH! Kazuki Takahashi does!
Chapter 6: Malik's Night
Yuugi gawked at Malik.
"Malik… you look great!"
"Yeah, whatever. I'm taking him down to the corner of the street. Ryou come with us," Bakura said "Marik, stay here."
"What! Why? Why Ryou and not me? Why can't I go too?"
"Stay here, ok?" Bakura growled through his teeth.
"Oh! Heheh… Stupid me. So! Yuugi, what shall we do?" asked Marik, sheepishly.
Bakura shook his head at Marik's lack of common sense. Off went Malik, Bakura, and Ryou to the corner of the street. Leaving Marik and everyone else in the house; alone.
"I can't believe you left Marik there by himself with everyone!" Marik yelled into the late night's air at Bakura.
"Well! I can't help that he's crazy! It's all you, Malik! He got his craziness from your anger." Bakura stated.
Ryou was quiet. Bakura and Malik kept arguing. All of a sudden, a sports car drove by honking at high speed.
"Hey gorgeous! Wanna hop in my super sexy car and come back with me to my house?" an obvious drunken middle-aged man asked.
Bakura and Ryou started snickering. Malik glared at them thorough his lavender eyes. Ryou poked Bakura's stomach to stop him from laughing much longer before something extreme happened.
Malik put on his girlish voice going along with the act of the dare.
"My dear, I would not even think twice of going home with your drunken ass. I'm ever so sorry! Men are hogs; go back to your barn and have your little thirty minute orgasm with yourself." Malik boasted with confidence.
The man was struck with disbelief in what he thought was a woman's reply.
"Why I oughta!" He drove off behind a think blanket of exhaust. The car was crappy, therefore there was a lot of smoke.
"Ra! Why did I get dared to do this fucking thing?" Malik questioned at the sky.
"Don't worry, Malik. Everything's gonna turn out ok with Bakura and me here…" Ryou said quietly.
"Hopefully." replied Malik.
Back at the Mutou residence…
"Ahem…"
"So…"
"Alrighty then."
"GOOSE!"
"What the hell are you talking about Marik?" asked Jou.
"It just came to me… What if Malik gets honked at by a goose?"
"It's late, buddy." Honda said, "No geese are out at four-thirty in the morning."
Marik made an o-shape with his mouth. "Oh."
Back at the corner…
"Stay here. This is where you're standing." Bakura said.
"It's by the street!" exclaimed Malik.
"Of course it is."
"It's too close to the freaking road! I demand on stepping back five steps!"
"Ooh! Meow! Hiss hiss! Scratch lil kitty; scratch! You demand WHAT?" Bakura screamed in Malik's face.
"To step back five steps." Malik said calmly, crossing his arms.
"Bakura, let him step back." Ryou asked tugging on Bakura's black leather trench coat.
Sighing, Bakura stepped back so Malik could get his wish.
"Thanks Ryou!" Malik exclaimed petting Ryou's hair.
So, there stood the three of them, on a street corner, at four-thirty in the morning. When all of a sudden, they hear another honk. Geese. Possibly hundreds.
"What the fuck?!"
"Bakura! Save me!" Malik leapt into Bakura's arms.
He grunt at the weight of the Egyptian, and noticed something wasn't right.
"RYOU!" Bakura yelled at the top of his lungs, dropping Malik on the sidewalk.
Too late. The flock and already surrounded Ryou. Bakura thought he heard giggling…
"What the…?"
Bakura stomped on random geese making them squawk for their mortal lives, going to the center of the oversized flock of birds. There was Ryou, petting the geese and giggling.
"Ryou! Are you ok?"
Ryou nodded. "Yes, of course Kura!"
Sighing, Bakura helped Ryou up and went back to where Malik was groaning on the sidewalk.
"Why the hell did you drop me, Bakura?"
"I had to save Ryou."
"He was fine… He was waving goodbye to the geese when you tugged him along over here for no reason. You're too controlling."
Malik cringed as he bent over to get up.
"I don't feel too good."
"We should take you home." Ryou said, concerned for his friend.
"He still has an hour. He stays here. We go." Bakura said without any emotions. He took hold of Ryou's hand softly and led him back to Yuugi's.
*Aww…*
**Nani? What's that aww for?**
*Bakura's trying to hold hands with Ryou.*
**So his plan's going good?**
*Yup.*
Malik started walking quietly towards the two walking off. He stepped on a twig.
"Malik, back." Bakura pointed to the corner of the street, "Don't follow us."
Smirking, Malik went back to his place to stay for another hour. He sighed and sat down on the cold, rocky ground.
At Yuugi's house…
"Argh! I am really loathing this thing called super glue!" Yami said agitatedly while trying to fix Kaiba's slobber infested plushie; Bluey.
Kaiba; on the other hand, was knocked out on the kitchen floor. He was starting to get on Yami's nerves. So Yami did what he thought was best, mind crushing Kaiba.
"Ra! How come this substance-of-repairing sticks to everything?! I do not get this at all!" Yami exclaimed to nothing.
Finally, Yami threw down the tube; screaming at it. He finally let out his feelings.
"Why you little bastard, piece of shit, glue! If I were Pharaoh still, you'd be dead! No mummification for you either you piece of crap! O, why won't you work and stop sticking to things you shouldn't? Stop sticking to my hair and making it spikier!"
Yami thought a bit. Then took some glue and put it in his hand. Putting his hand in his hair, he realized it was a good use for gel. He was fascinated to no belief, he repeated his process.
"Whoa… This is awesome! Now to… get… it out. Come on! I could take my… hand outta here before! I can't now. Oh Ra, help me." squeaked Yami defensibly.
The front door opened. Yami quickly tried to hide so no one could see his embarrassment. In walked Bakura, walking right past the former Pharaoh to go into the room in which he was staying in. He came back out with his and Ryou's bags. Going past Kaiba, he stopped for a bit, shook his head and left the kitchen.
"Where are you going, tomb robber?" asked Yami suspicious.
"Home."
"Ok. Why?"
"None of your business baka." Bakura spat. "Why the hell is your hands in your hair and why your hair looks white, might I ask O Pharaoh…?"
Yami turned blue. "Oh my God… Shit! You don't see me!"
"Sure I don't, and the pyramids of Egypt aren't real." sarcastically added Bakura to his last statement.
"Err! Shush! Don't mind me… Go do whatever you were doing."
Off went Bakura taking Ryou with him.
"I need to tell you something here soon, ok?" Bakura said to Ryou.
Ryou looked up at Bakura with curious eyes but said 'ok.'
"Wait." Marik said.
"What?" asked Bakura.
"I want to come with you two. I'll stop by Malik when you go past him. I swear to Ra I will not bother you." Marik said sincerely.
Ryou waited for Bakura to give his answer. A while past before he finally approved.
Back to Malik…
"Nothing has been happening. I don't get it…"
Malik sighed to himself. Finally, a car drove by slowly past Malik. He slowly looked up to see that same sports car he saw over an hour ago.
*Oh crap…*
"Hey! You're that same person that turned me down! I came back here to tell you something."
Malik's heart started beating furiously. He wanted to get up and run as far and fast as he could to anything that would help him.
"Don't be worried! I'm the manager of Yaoiyo. The modeling agency. I can tell you're not a girl. I was thinking that you are a cross-dresser. So I was wondering if you'd want to sign this application to become a model."
Dumbfounded, Malik looked up at the guy he had thought was evil and weird. Smiling, he nodded his head.
"Good! By the way, my name is Kutabare." ((A.N: Not a character that's in the story, that was the last of him.))
Malik shook Kutabare's hand and filled out the application in the car.
Kelsey: Yeah I know… That's it. It's 3 in the morning and I haven't slept in twenty hours. Hehe… I SHALL update soon though, so have no fear! Please review! Sorry for the shortness!! ^^;
Ano… I don't know how long it'll take me to write more. I think I might end this fic around here soon. I'll have a sequel after this. It won't have anything to do about truth or dare… just I dunno. Wait! ^-^ Anyway! El o' preview-o for this chapter! *It's a short one. The chapter I mean.* -_-
Malik= girl; yaoi;~~~~~ OH! YAOI WARNING!!!!~~~~~ *ahem* craziness; randomness; fluff maybe. That's about it. Rated PG-13 still cuz of cussing.
*blah* Malik mind link **blah** Marik mind link
\blah\ Ryou mind link \ \blah\ \ Bakura mind link
Sorry for those who read this and don't like yaoi. I think from previous chapters, you should know who the pairing is. My favorite one! *swoons* On with the chapter!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN YU-GI-OH! Kazuki Takahashi does!
Chapter 6: Malik's Night
Yuugi gawked at Malik.
"Malik… you look great!"
"Yeah, whatever. I'm taking him down to the corner of the street. Ryou come with us," Bakura said "Marik, stay here."
"What! Why? Why Ryou and not me? Why can't I go too?"
"Stay here, ok?" Bakura growled through his teeth.
"Oh! Heheh… Stupid me. So! Yuugi, what shall we do?" asked Marik, sheepishly.
Bakura shook his head at Marik's lack of common sense. Off went Malik, Bakura, and Ryou to the corner of the street. Leaving Marik and everyone else in the house; alone.
"I can't believe you left Marik there by himself with everyone!" Marik yelled into the late night's air at Bakura.
"Well! I can't help that he's crazy! It's all you, Malik! He got his craziness from your anger." Bakura stated.
Ryou was quiet. Bakura and Malik kept arguing. All of a sudden, a sports car drove by honking at high speed.
"Hey gorgeous! Wanna hop in my super sexy car and come back with me to my house?" an obvious drunken middle-aged man asked.
Bakura and Ryou started snickering. Malik glared at them thorough his lavender eyes. Ryou poked Bakura's stomach to stop him from laughing much longer before something extreme happened.
Malik put on his girlish voice going along with the act of the dare.
"My dear, I would not even think twice of going home with your drunken ass. I'm ever so sorry! Men are hogs; go back to your barn and have your little thirty minute orgasm with yourself." Malik boasted with confidence.
The man was struck with disbelief in what he thought was a woman's reply.
"Why I oughta!" He drove off behind a think blanket of exhaust. The car was crappy, therefore there was a lot of smoke.
"Ra! Why did I get dared to do this fucking thing?" Malik questioned at the sky.
"Don't worry, Malik. Everything's gonna turn out ok with Bakura and me here…" Ryou said quietly.
"Hopefully." replied Malik.
Back at the Mutou residence…
"Ahem…"
"So…"
"Alrighty then."
"GOOSE!"
"What the hell are you talking about Marik?" asked Jou.
"It just came to me… What if Malik gets honked at by a goose?"
"It's late, buddy." Honda said, "No geese are out at four-thirty in the morning."
Marik made an o-shape with his mouth. "Oh."
Back at the corner…
"Stay here. This is where you're standing." Bakura said.
"It's by the street!" exclaimed Malik.
"Of course it is."
"It's too close to the freaking road! I demand on stepping back five steps!"
"Ooh! Meow! Hiss hiss! Scratch lil kitty; scratch! You demand WHAT?" Bakura screamed in Malik's face.
"To step back five steps." Malik said calmly, crossing his arms.
"Bakura, let him step back." Ryou asked tugging on Bakura's black leather trench coat.
Sighing, Bakura stepped back so Malik could get his wish.
"Thanks Ryou!" Malik exclaimed petting Ryou's hair.
So, there stood the three of them, on a street corner, at four-thirty in the morning. When all of a sudden, they hear another honk. Geese. Possibly hundreds.
"What the fuck?!"
"Bakura! Save me!" Malik leapt into Bakura's arms.
He grunt at the weight of the Egyptian, and noticed something wasn't right.
"RYOU!" Bakura yelled at the top of his lungs, dropping Malik on the sidewalk.
Too late. The flock and already surrounded Ryou. Bakura thought he heard giggling…
"What the…?"
Bakura stomped on random geese making them squawk for their mortal lives, going to the center of the oversized flock of birds. There was Ryou, petting the geese and giggling.
"Ryou! Are you ok?"
Ryou nodded. "Yes, of course Kura!"
Sighing, Bakura helped Ryou up and went back to where Malik was groaning on the sidewalk.
"Why the hell did you drop me, Bakura?"
"I had to save Ryou."
"He was fine… He was waving goodbye to the geese when you tugged him along over here for no reason. You're too controlling."
Malik cringed as he bent over to get up.
"I don't feel too good."
"We should take you home." Ryou said, concerned for his friend.
"He still has an hour. He stays here. We go." Bakura said without any emotions. He took hold of Ryou's hand softly and led him back to Yuugi's.
*Aww…*
**Nani? What's that aww for?**
*Bakura's trying to hold hands with Ryou.*
**So his plan's going good?**
*Yup.*
Malik started walking quietly towards the two walking off. He stepped on a twig.
"Malik, back." Bakura pointed to the corner of the street, "Don't follow us."
Smirking, Malik went back to his place to stay for another hour. He sighed and sat down on the cold, rocky ground.
At Yuugi's house…
"Argh! I am really loathing this thing called super glue!" Yami said agitatedly while trying to fix Kaiba's slobber infested plushie; Bluey.
Kaiba; on the other hand, was knocked out on the kitchen floor. He was starting to get on Yami's nerves. So Yami did what he thought was best, mind crushing Kaiba.
"Ra! How come this substance-of-repairing sticks to everything?! I do not get this at all!" Yami exclaimed to nothing.
Finally, Yami threw down the tube; screaming at it. He finally let out his feelings.
"Why you little bastard, piece of shit, glue! If I were Pharaoh still, you'd be dead! No mummification for you either you piece of crap! O, why won't you work and stop sticking to things you shouldn't? Stop sticking to my hair and making it spikier!"
Yami thought a bit. Then took some glue and put it in his hand. Putting his hand in his hair, he realized it was a good use for gel. He was fascinated to no belief, he repeated his process.
"Whoa… This is awesome! Now to… get… it out. Come on! I could take my… hand outta here before! I can't now. Oh Ra, help me." squeaked Yami defensibly.
The front door opened. Yami quickly tried to hide so no one could see his embarrassment. In walked Bakura, walking right past the former Pharaoh to go into the room in which he was staying in. He came back out with his and Ryou's bags. Going past Kaiba, he stopped for a bit, shook his head and left the kitchen.
"Where are you going, tomb robber?" asked Yami suspicious.
"Home."
"Ok. Why?"
"None of your business baka." Bakura spat. "Why the hell is your hands in your hair and why your hair looks white, might I ask O Pharaoh…?"
Yami turned blue. "Oh my God… Shit! You don't see me!"
"Sure I don't, and the pyramids of Egypt aren't real." sarcastically added Bakura to his last statement.
"Err! Shush! Don't mind me… Go do whatever you were doing."
Off went Bakura taking Ryou with him.
"I need to tell you something here soon, ok?" Bakura said to Ryou.
Ryou looked up at Bakura with curious eyes but said 'ok.'
"Wait." Marik said.
"What?" asked Bakura.
"I want to come with you two. I'll stop by Malik when you go past him. I swear to Ra I will not bother you." Marik said sincerely.
Ryou waited for Bakura to give his answer. A while past before he finally approved.
Back to Malik…
"Nothing has been happening. I don't get it…"
Malik sighed to himself. Finally, a car drove by slowly past Malik. He slowly looked up to see that same sports car he saw over an hour ago.
*Oh crap…*
"Hey! You're that same person that turned me down! I came back here to tell you something."
Malik's heart started beating furiously. He wanted to get up and run as far and fast as he could to anything that would help him.
"Don't be worried! I'm the manager of Yaoiyo. The modeling agency. I can tell you're not a girl. I was thinking that you are a cross-dresser. So I was wondering if you'd want to sign this application to become a model."
Dumbfounded, Malik looked up at the guy he had thought was evil and weird. Smiling, he nodded his head.
"Good! By the way, my name is Kutabare." ((A.N: Not a character that's in the story, that was the last of him.))
Malik shook Kutabare's hand and filled out the application in the car.
Kelsey: Yeah I know… That's it. It's 3 in the morning and I haven't slept in twenty hours. Hehe… I SHALL update soon though, so have no fear! Please review! Sorry for the shortness!! ^^;
