Tammi: Here is the next chapter. Hope you enjoy.
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CHAPTER02-- Choices
She stared over to the parked car, and then at Marik's motorcycle. 'This is my chance. I get to sit with him.' A smile found a way to her face, "I'll go ahead and ride with... Marik."
Ryou nodded once, "Ok. I'll ride with the guys... Say, Anzu... I think Joey is a bit mad at me. Do you think you could kinda get him to understand I was only joking?"
"Sure, no problem. Although, you have to learn to stop provoking him." She warned.
"I am. It's not my fault, he acts like a do-" She put her hand in the air, signaling him to shut his mouth.
"Ryou, I mean it. I know that Joey's impatience and brash decision making, gives him that resemblance to a canine, but, that doesn't mean you have to draw attention to it."
Ryou crossed his arms, and nodded. "Yeah, you're right. I promise, not to mention it to him, but if he provokes me, it's fair game." Anzu shook her head, walking off to the car.
"Marik, how..." Was the only thing she heard, as Ryou started to talk to Marik. But, she didn't hear what they were saying.
"Joey, I know you're mad at Ryou, but, c'mon... You know he was only joking. Give him a break, will ya?"
"What? He's the one who called me a dog."
"Yeah well, when you first met him, you thought he was a girl. The whole day you kept treating him as if he were one. Then, when you found out he was a guy, you went on to make a big deal, of how girly he was."
"But, that was when we first met. That was two years ago."
"True. However, stuff like that doesn't go away. I mean, he's probably been called a girl all his life, but no one has ever mistaken him for one. Except you. Sure he looks more feminine then most of the girls at school, but, that doesn't give you the right to make fun of him. Why, I'm surprised he still cares what you think."
"Alright, alright. Geez. I won't start nothin' but, if he starts ranting on about how I look like a dog... Then anything goes." Anzu nodded, sighing in defeat. Waving, she stepped out of the vehihcle, and gave Ryou a thumbs up.
"Ok, he's not really mad anymore." She said as she passed him by.
"Thanks."
She walked over to Marik, and took the helmet he handed to her. Slipping on his own, he sat down on his bike. "You ready?"
Trying to hide her excitement, she nodded. "Yeah. But, I hafta warn you, I've never been on a motorcycle before."
"All you have to do, is hold on tight." He replied, giving her a sheepish smile.
She quickly sat down in the seat behind him, as both vehicles drove off, she wrapped her arms around his waist. Slapping herself mentally, whenever she thought about running her hands up and down his strong, hard chest. Marik too would begin to think such things, whenever there was a red light, or stop sign.
After about ten minutes of driving, they pulled up to the International House Of Pancakes (IHOP). Leaving the parking lot, they all headed inside.
"Welcome to Ihop. How many this morning?" The hostess asked.
"Well, for the moment it's six... Unless you would like to join us?" Joey asked cooly.
Anzu rolled her eyes, and Ryou only shook his head.
The woman snickered, "I think I'll pass. Smoking or non?"
"Oh, we'll take-"
"Smoking." Everyone turned to Ryou, surprise on their face. "What?"
"You smoke?" Joey asked, placing a hand in his pocket.
Ryou shrugged, "It's not really a favorite hobby of mine, but yeah. Anyway, if it bothers you, then, we'll just take a non-smoking table, please."
"Alright, this way." The pretty hostess replied, walking into the rows of tables. Ryou followed, leaving everyone a bit stunned.
"Ok, here are your menus. In a few minutes, your waitress will be here to take your order."
"Thank you." Yami replied, opening up his menu. As she walked off, everyone threw down their menus and stared at Ryou.
He sighed, "Is this about my smoking?"
"You can't possibly think that we would approve of this." Joey retorted.
"I never thought that you would. I know you guys, and this is definitly on your 'don't do' list."
"Is that why you've never smoked in front of us?" Anzu asked.
"Sorta. None of your parents like smoking, so, it would be rude to bring cigarettes in any of ya'll guys homes. But, I'm not hooked on them, like other people are."
"But, why did you start? Is it because of us? Listen Ryou, if we-" Yugi cut in.
"No, no, no. Please, don't blame yourselves. Heh, I started smoking 'cause I wanted to. Not because I am or was depressed, or upset."
"Tch! You're lyin'. You can't possibly be smokin'." Said Joey, arms crossed.
Before Ryou could answer, "Good morning. My name is Sally, I'll be your server for this morning. Now what can I get you all to drink?" Their blonde haired waitress asked.
"I'll take a tea." Yami answered.
"Me too."
"I'll take a coke."
"An orange juice, please."
"Orange juice, for me too."
"Yeah, me also."
"Alright, three orange juices, two teas, and one coke. Would you like these all in large glasses?" All nodded. "I'll be back with your drinks, and then I'll take your order." She walked away and into the kitchen.
"Anyway, as I was sayin'... Ryou isn't smokin'." Joey started.
"And what makes you so sure that I am not?"
"You with a cigarette? Please."
"And, what's that supposed to mean, Joey?" Ryou asked, insulted with his tone.
"Don't be offended, Ryou, but, you don't have it in you. Smokin' is usually what the bad guys do. You know, the ones that actually have excitement in their life. But you... You're like..."
"Like?" Ryou prodded.
"You're like vanilla ice-cream. Plain old vanilla ice-cream." He said, in a boring tone.
"Joey, that's not true." Yugi cut in.
"Apologize, Joey." Marik ordered.
"No, stop. He's only being honest. If he thinks my life is so plain, then there's not much I can do about that." Ryou stated, pretending not to care. "Listen, I-" Ryou's cell rang, and he answered. "Hello?" After a couple of seconds of talking, he hung up. "Well, I guess I will be seeing you guys later. That was S- My boss. Someone didn't make it in to work, so he asked, if I could fill in."
"So, you got a new job? Where?" Yami asked.
"Uh...Aib or..." He mumbled.
"Where?" Anzu asked.
"KaibaCorp." He said, then waved bye. And before they could ask anything else, he walked off.
"I can't believe he's working at KaibaCorp." Anzu said, after they got their drinks, and gave the waitress their order.
"Well, I guess it isn't that bad. Besides, Kaiba doesn't really hold anything against Ryou. It's us he doesn't like." Yami replied.
"I don't mean to cut in, but, I thought it was you guys who didn't like him. Or is it, you don't like him, because he doesn't like you?" Marik asked, almost confusing himself.
"Well, I think it's more of a mutual dislike for one another. It's not that we hate each other, it's just we can't get along. I just think it's surprising that Kaiba would hire him. He knows that Ryou hangs out with us."
"You guys, are makin' way too much of this." Joey said, matter-of-factly. The lady came with three Breakfast Samplers, one Pancake Sandwich, and one Viva La French Toast.
"What do you mean, Joey?" Anzu asked, cutting her French toast.
"Well," He swallowed his piece of ham, before continuing. "How do we know, Ryou really works there? It could just be a lie."
"And, why would Ryou lie?" Marik asked, getting quite annoyed with him.
"Simple. I think I really made him mad with that whole 'vanilla' comment. So, he had someone call him, and made up the whole job thing. Just like he made up the cigarette thing."
Marik put down his silverware, and got out of the booth. "I'm tired of this. You think you know him so well. But the truth is... You don't know a thing about him. Everyone may see you as the second coolest guy in school, Joey, but your nothing but a jerk. You look out for no one but yourself, you don't care about anyone else." Marik pulled out a ten and handed it over to Yami. "That should cover my meal, I'm leaving." He turned and walked away.
"What a jerk." Joey muttered.
Anzu stood to her feet, "You're the jerk, Joey." She also handed Yami some money, and rushed out the door. Just in time to see Marik, about to drive off.
"Marik!" She shouted, and he looked up.
"What is it, Anzu?" His tone was of a frustrated one.
"Do you mind giving me a ride?" She asked, praying silently that he would.
He gave her a stunned look, "Aren't you hanging out with them?"
"Ryou is my friend too. I know he wouldn't lie to us, and I know he has his own life. I hate seeing him being insulted and made fun of, just as much as you do. Please, give me a ride. I don't want to be in the same car with Joey, right now."
A smile spread across his face, as he handed her a helmet. "Well, hop on." She smiled too. "So, where did you want to go?" He asked.
"I don't know... I guess, just drop me off, home."
"Or, how about I, um, how about you and I just go and have breakfast?" He winced at his own words, he wasn't even sure if she was a little interested in him.
Anzu however, almost fell off the bike, a blush and a pounding of her heart, made her smile so brightly. "Sure, that sounds great."
"Cool. I know this place, not too far away." He answered, relieved she didn't turn him down.
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Tammi: Ok, please review. If it sucked, then I'm so sorry. But, personally, I think it came out better than I had expected. But, then, what do I know? Review!
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CHAPTER02-- Choices
She stared over to the parked car, and then at Marik's motorcycle. 'This is my chance. I get to sit with him.' A smile found a way to her face, "I'll go ahead and ride with... Marik."
Ryou nodded once, "Ok. I'll ride with the guys... Say, Anzu... I think Joey is a bit mad at me. Do you think you could kinda get him to understand I was only joking?"
"Sure, no problem. Although, you have to learn to stop provoking him." She warned.
"I am. It's not my fault, he acts like a do-" She put her hand in the air, signaling him to shut his mouth.
"Ryou, I mean it. I know that Joey's impatience and brash decision making, gives him that resemblance to a canine, but, that doesn't mean you have to draw attention to it."
Ryou crossed his arms, and nodded. "Yeah, you're right. I promise, not to mention it to him, but if he provokes me, it's fair game." Anzu shook her head, walking off to the car.
"Marik, how..." Was the only thing she heard, as Ryou started to talk to Marik. But, she didn't hear what they were saying.
"Joey, I know you're mad at Ryou, but, c'mon... You know he was only joking. Give him a break, will ya?"
"What? He's the one who called me a dog."
"Yeah well, when you first met him, you thought he was a girl. The whole day you kept treating him as if he were one. Then, when you found out he was a guy, you went on to make a big deal, of how girly he was."
"But, that was when we first met. That was two years ago."
"True. However, stuff like that doesn't go away. I mean, he's probably been called a girl all his life, but no one has ever mistaken him for one. Except you. Sure he looks more feminine then most of the girls at school, but, that doesn't give you the right to make fun of him. Why, I'm surprised he still cares what you think."
"Alright, alright. Geez. I won't start nothin' but, if he starts ranting on about how I look like a dog... Then anything goes." Anzu nodded, sighing in defeat. Waving, she stepped out of the vehihcle, and gave Ryou a thumbs up.
"Ok, he's not really mad anymore." She said as she passed him by.
"Thanks."
She walked over to Marik, and took the helmet he handed to her. Slipping on his own, he sat down on his bike. "You ready?"
Trying to hide her excitement, she nodded. "Yeah. But, I hafta warn you, I've never been on a motorcycle before."
"All you have to do, is hold on tight." He replied, giving her a sheepish smile.
She quickly sat down in the seat behind him, as both vehicles drove off, she wrapped her arms around his waist. Slapping herself mentally, whenever she thought about running her hands up and down his strong, hard chest. Marik too would begin to think such things, whenever there was a red light, or stop sign.
After about ten minutes of driving, they pulled up to the International House Of Pancakes (IHOP). Leaving the parking lot, they all headed inside.
"Welcome to Ihop. How many this morning?" The hostess asked.
"Well, for the moment it's six... Unless you would like to join us?" Joey asked cooly.
Anzu rolled her eyes, and Ryou only shook his head.
The woman snickered, "I think I'll pass. Smoking or non?"
"Oh, we'll take-"
"Smoking." Everyone turned to Ryou, surprise on their face. "What?"
"You smoke?" Joey asked, placing a hand in his pocket.
Ryou shrugged, "It's not really a favorite hobby of mine, but yeah. Anyway, if it bothers you, then, we'll just take a non-smoking table, please."
"Alright, this way." The pretty hostess replied, walking into the rows of tables. Ryou followed, leaving everyone a bit stunned.
"Ok, here are your menus. In a few minutes, your waitress will be here to take your order."
"Thank you." Yami replied, opening up his menu. As she walked off, everyone threw down their menus and stared at Ryou.
He sighed, "Is this about my smoking?"
"You can't possibly think that we would approve of this." Joey retorted.
"I never thought that you would. I know you guys, and this is definitly on your 'don't do' list."
"Is that why you've never smoked in front of us?" Anzu asked.
"Sorta. None of your parents like smoking, so, it would be rude to bring cigarettes in any of ya'll guys homes. But, I'm not hooked on them, like other people are."
"But, why did you start? Is it because of us? Listen Ryou, if we-" Yugi cut in.
"No, no, no. Please, don't blame yourselves. Heh, I started smoking 'cause I wanted to. Not because I am or was depressed, or upset."
"Tch! You're lyin'. You can't possibly be smokin'." Said Joey, arms crossed.
Before Ryou could answer, "Good morning. My name is Sally, I'll be your server for this morning. Now what can I get you all to drink?" Their blonde haired waitress asked.
"I'll take a tea." Yami answered.
"Me too."
"I'll take a coke."
"An orange juice, please."
"Orange juice, for me too."
"Yeah, me also."
"Alright, three orange juices, two teas, and one coke. Would you like these all in large glasses?" All nodded. "I'll be back with your drinks, and then I'll take your order." She walked away and into the kitchen.
"Anyway, as I was sayin'... Ryou isn't smokin'." Joey started.
"And what makes you so sure that I am not?"
"You with a cigarette? Please."
"And, what's that supposed to mean, Joey?" Ryou asked, insulted with his tone.
"Don't be offended, Ryou, but, you don't have it in you. Smokin' is usually what the bad guys do. You know, the ones that actually have excitement in their life. But you... You're like..."
"Like?" Ryou prodded.
"You're like vanilla ice-cream. Plain old vanilla ice-cream." He said, in a boring tone.
"Joey, that's not true." Yugi cut in.
"Apologize, Joey." Marik ordered.
"No, stop. He's only being honest. If he thinks my life is so plain, then there's not much I can do about that." Ryou stated, pretending not to care. "Listen, I-" Ryou's cell rang, and he answered. "Hello?" After a couple of seconds of talking, he hung up. "Well, I guess I will be seeing you guys later. That was S- My boss. Someone didn't make it in to work, so he asked, if I could fill in."
"So, you got a new job? Where?" Yami asked.
"Uh...Aib or..." He mumbled.
"Where?" Anzu asked.
"KaibaCorp." He said, then waved bye. And before they could ask anything else, he walked off.
"I can't believe he's working at KaibaCorp." Anzu said, after they got their drinks, and gave the waitress their order.
"Well, I guess it isn't that bad. Besides, Kaiba doesn't really hold anything against Ryou. It's us he doesn't like." Yami replied.
"I don't mean to cut in, but, I thought it was you guys who didn't like him. Or is it, you don't like him, because he doesn't like you?" Marik asked, almost confusing himself.
"Well, I think it's more of a mutual dislike for one another. It's not that we hate each other, it's just we can't get along. I just think it's surprising that Kaiba would hire him. He knows that Ryou hangs out with us."
"You guys, are makin' way too much of this." Joey said, matter-of-factly. The lady came with three Breakfast Samplers, one Pancake Sandwich, and one Viva La French Toast.
"What do you mean, Joey?" Anzu asked, cutting her French toast.
"Well," He swallowed his piece of ham, before continuing. "How do we know, Ryou really works there? It could just be a lie."
"And, why would Ryou lie?" Marik asked, getting quite annoyed with him.
"Simple. I think I really made him mad with that whole 'vanilla' comment. So, he had someone call him, and made up the whole job thing. Just like he made up the cigarette thing."
Marik put down his silverware, and got out of the booth. "I'm tired of this. You think you know him so well. But the truth is... You don't know a thing about him. Everyone may see you as the second coolest guy in school, Joey, but your nothing but a jerk. You look out for no one but yourself, you don't care about anyone else." Marik pulled out a ten and handed it over to Yami. "That should cover my meal, I'm leaving." He turned and walked away.
"What a jerk." Joey muttered.
Anzu stood to her feet, "You're the jerk, Joey." She also handed Yami some money, and rushed out the door. Just in time to see Marik, about to drive off.
"Marik!" She shouted, and he looked up.
"What is it, Anzu?" His tone was of a frustrated one.
"Do you mind giving me a ride?" She asked, praying silently that he would.
He gave her a stunned look, "Aren't you hanging out with them?"
"Ryou is my friend too. I know he wouldn't lie to us, and I know he has his own life. I hate seeing him being insulted and made fun of, just as much as you do. Please, give me a ride. I don't want to be in the same car with Joey, right now."
A smile spread across his face, as he handed her a helmet. "Well, hop on." She smiled too. "So, where did you want to go?" He asked.
"I don't know... I guess, just drop me off, home."
"Or, how about I, um, how about you and I just go and have breakfast?" He winced at his own words, he wasn't even sure if she was a little interested in him.
Anzu however, almost fell off the bike, a blush and a pounding of her heart, made her smile so brightly. "Sure, that sounds great."
"Cool. I know this place, not too far away." He answered, relieved she didn't turn him down.
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Tammi: Ok, please review. If it sucked, then I'm so sorry. But, personally, I think it came out better than I had expected. But, then, what do I know? Review!