Seto frowned as he stood up, glaring at Malik. He then laughed lightly as he closed his eyes, wiping the blood away from the corner of his mouth. He placed his hands into the pocket of his white jacket, the one he wore during Battle City.
"I see now," he chuckled lightly as he opened his eyes and looked at Malik, a smirk on his lips still and a slight knowing glint in his stormy ice blue eyes. "I can see now why you're so mad about it," he continued.
Yami blinked and stood there, his clothes back on his body. He looked from Seto and over to Malik, wondering what was going, and what Seto knew. He wasn't sure what was going on but he wanted to know, if it involved him within it anywhere.
Seto walked over to Malik and got close enough, without getting punched, to place his lips by Malik's ear. "You like Yami," he whispered and then pulled back, just in time to get a fist in his gut. Seto laughed lightly as he coughed a bit.
Yami blinked and walked over to them. "What's going on here?" he asked, looking at them both, and finally resting his gaze on Seto, and narrowed it lightly.
Malik and Seto looked down at Yami and Seto continued to smirk. He looked up at Malik and then back at Yami. "Heh, you see Yami, Malik has feelings for you Yami, why do you suppose he's so pissed off?"
Yami blinked and looked at Malik, he's head tilted to the side lightly. "I-is it true Malik?" Yami asked, somewhat surprised at what Seto had just told him. Malik muttered and looked off to the side and all her said was 'feh' which hinted to Yami that Seto had been right.
Yami blinked as he moved towards Malik, pulling one of his earrings slightly, forcing the blonde to look him in the eyes. "Will you answer my question?" he asked softly, his head tilted to the side a bit. "What do you think?" Malik asked, sounding a bit annoyed and pissed off at the same time.
"I dunno, that's why I asked you," he informed him, smiling softly. "I want to make sure I'm right in my thinking by getting the answer from your own two lips," he was told.
Malik blinked, and closed his eyes, grabbing Yami's hand off his earring. He reopened his eyes, looking down at the teenager, a slight frown slipping onto his lips. "So what if it's true, I could careless what you think about it," Malik huffed, trying to keep his pride and image where they were at the moment.
Yami smirked slightly, finding it somewhat adorable at what Malik was doing. "And just how long have you had these feelings?" Yami questioned, interested now. He tilted his head to the other side as he looked at his hand, it still within Malik's grasp.
Malik blinked, releasing Yami's hand. "Why do you care anyways? You seem to have someone more important anyways," he growled, glaring up at Seto. Malik closed his eyes and turned on his heels, walking out of the office and towards the door.
Yami blinked and followed Malik, not caring about Seto or his answer at the moment, just concerned with Malik now.
Malik muttered as he opened the front door and walked out, his eyes closed and his hands shoved in his pockets once more. He walked down the stairs, Yami following close behind.
"Malik," Yami spoke up as he caught up with the Egyptian blonde. "Would you wait?" he asked. "And can you let me explain a few things?" he tilted his head to the side, wondering if Malik would actually stop and listen to him.
"Why do you really care now? You have Seto, or are you not satisfied with just him?" Malik asked coldly, stopping in his tracks and not even looking back at the other teenager.
"Why do you have to act so tough? And no, I'm not with Seto," Yami informed him, frowning slightly as he crossed his arms, standing just a few feet behind the Egyptian. "Seto.. like to toy around with me… he knows my emotions too well for my tastes. I sent Yuugi home after he went to ask Seto something for me. I got to Seto's, having a bad feeling after sending Yuugi there. And when I got there, Seto was toying around with Yuugi's emotions and I didn't want him to go through what I did.." Yami started.
"So what? You took Yuugi's place in being Seto's boy toy?" Malik asked, growling softly as he kept his hands in his pockets. He didn't bother to look at Yami, he was a bit pissed at the moment. Not at what Seto tried to do, but that Yami hadn't even fought back.
Yami blinked as he stepped back a bit. He took a step forward and then continued after that, till he was standing in front of Malik. "I am not Seto's toy!" Yami informed him, his eyes narrowed slightly. "Seto and I use to be a couple! He knows how to manipulate me!" Yami informed him, growling now. "So get over it! I'm not yours! And I'm not his! I'm free from anyone!" Yami shouted.
Malik huffed lightly as he looked at Yami. "Yea, you are free. And fun with it too.. " Malik informed him as he side stepped and walked past the teenager, closing his lavender eyes once more and walked away.
Yami stood there and sighed lightly as he shook his head. The thing is Malik, you don't understand that I have feelings for you as well.. I just can't get over the these feelings I still have for Seto, and until I do, I can't be with anyone.. Yami sighed.
Yami frowned as the blonde haired boy left his view. He turned around and walked down the street to his house. He stepped into his house and closed the door behind him, finding Bakura there on his couch, one leg crossed on top of the other, his arms sprawled out over the back of the couch and a rather bored expression on his face.
"What do you want Bakura?" Yami asked, giving out a small sigh as he leaned his back up against the wall and crossed his arms, closing his eyes and tilting his head downward like he could careless what Bakura wanted.
Bakura looked over at Yami, his head tilted now to one side. "Thought we could practice, you've seen how good I can be, thought it would be fair just to see how good you are," he started and then stood up, walking past Yami and to the door. "But, you don't look like you're in the mood to practice, so I guess we'll do it some other time," he opened the door and started to walk out before Yami's voice made him stop.
"Iie, we can practice. Playing will get my mind off what it's on now," Yami told him as he walked up the stairs. "Come on, my stuff is set up in my room. And not to mention, if I hadn't have stopped you from walking out, you would've left you guitar here," Yami commented, laughing lightly.
Bakura muttered and stepped back into Yami's house, closing the door and grabbing his guitar by the neck. He followed Yami up the stairs and stepped into his room. Bakura looked around for a bit as Yami took his guitar from him and set it up, plugging it on and turning everything on.
Bakura walked over and slipped the strap of his guitar over his head, having it rest on his right shoulder. He placed the fingers of his left hand down by the strings on the body of the interment and put his fingers along the neck of the guitar, placing them where they needed to go.
Yami followed along after Bakura, slipping his hands and fingers where they needed to go. He started to play and Bakura followed after him this time, strumming the strings softly as they started out and then jumping right into it, feeling the music as it washed over the room.
Yami placed his mouth to the microphone and opened his mouth, allowing the words to the song to flow out freely, knowing exactly what ones came out after the others and just letting it fly smoothly out, passed his lips and into the microphone, his eyes falling shut.
Why does it feel like night today? Something in here's not right today Why am I so uptight today? Paranoia's all I got left I don't know what stressed me first Or how the pressure was fed but I know just what it feels like To have a voice in the back of my head Yami opened his eyes, thinking about what happened today and what was said. He shook his head and continued to allow the words to flow out, not caring anymore. It's like a face that I hold inside A face that awakes when I close my eyes A face watches every time I lie A face that laughs every time I fall.
Bakura stepped up to the microphone in front of him, placing his lips to it and singing out slightly as well. In this song, he knew, he was a slight back up singer. He was a voice in the background while Yami was the main one. And watches everything.
Yami opened his mouth up once more after Bakura sang his small part and allowed the words to flow out smoothly once more, washing away all his troubles as he allowed himself to be caught up in the music.
So I know that when it's time to
sink or swim That the face inside is hearing me / right beneath my skin It's
like I'm / paranoid lookin' over my back It's like a / whirlwind inside of my
head It's like I / can't stop what I'm hearing within It's like the face inside
is right beneath my skin I know I've got a face in me points out all the
mistakes to me You've got a face on the inside too and Your paranoia's probably
worse I don't know what set me off first but I know what I can't stand
Everybody acts like the fact of the matter is I can't add up to what you can
but Everybody has a face that they hold inside A face that awakes when they
close their eyes A face watches every time they lie A face that laughs every
time they fall (And watches everything)
So you know that when it's time to sink or swim That the face inside is
watching you too / right inside your skin It's like I'm / paranoid lookin' over
my back
It's like a / whirlwind inside of my head It's like I / can't stop what I'm
hearing within
It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin It's like I'm / paranoid
lookin' over my back It's like a / whirlwind inside of my head It's like I /
can't stop what I'm hearing within It's like the face inside is right beneath
my skin the face inside is right beneath my skin the face inside is right
beneath my skin the face inside is right beneath my skin The sun goes down I
feel the light betray me The sun goes down
I feel the light betray me The sun It's like I'm / paranoid lookin' over my
back It's like a / whirlwind inside of my head It's like I / can't stop what
I'm hearing within It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin I feel
the light betray me The sun It's like I'm / paranoid lookin' over my back It's
like a / whirlwind inside of my head It's like I / can't stop what I'm hearing
within I feel the light betray me It's like I / can't stop what I'm hearing
within It's like I / can't stop what I'm hearing within.
After that Yami opened his eyes and looked back at Bakura over his shoulder, smirking lightly. "Is that good enough for you, or do I have to try even more?" he asked, laughing slightly as he pulled his guitar off his shoulder and set it up against his wall. He made his way over to Bakura and the equipment and disconnected Bakura.
"Wasn't half bad," Bakura commented as he pulled his guitar off his shoulder, looking down at Yami. "When you want to forget something you drown yourself in the music as well," he commented. "Something bad must've happened to have made you want to drown yourself that badly," he finished and nodded.
Yami blinked and stood up watching Bakura leave his room. I hate when I allow myself to be read that easily! Yami shouted at himself in his mind. He then shook his head and fell back onto his bed, closing his eyes. "Why me?" he asked himself. He muttered softly as he turned onto his stomach and shoved his arms under his pillow. He sighed loudly as he rested his head on his pillow, staring at the wall.
"Why me?" he asked himself again, closing his eyes as he fell into a light sleep.
Malik growled as he slammed his fist into the wall, creating a small hole there.
"Ra damnit!" he shouted, closing his eyes. He let out a heavy sigh, opening his eyes and allowing his fist to drop to his side and relaxing it. "Why do I even try anymore?" he asked himself. "What's the point? Not like anyone would care how I felt anyways," he told himself, allowing his body to fall back into a chair, sinking into it, closing his eyes once more.
Leiko: o_o;; Wow.. _ Sorry about how late it is.. @_@ I just, wasn't motivated to write anymore up at the time? I mean, I knew what was going to happen and everything.. I was just…
Marise: Too lazy? --;
Leiko: shut up.. -_-;;
Marise: Anyways, reviews would be nice, thank you for reading and reviewing.
Leiko: Hai, and if you have any questions.. o.o; Just ask meh! ^_^;