MARS

Well... of course I gotta change the plot, don't wanna make it exactly like MARS... and there's gonna be a whole lot more plot changing later in the story... and I didn't want to use Rashid, but I was runnin kinda short on characters... besides, he won't appear much in the story I believe. ^_^U Well, anywho, I got the next book of "Girl Got Game!" Yeah! ^_^ My friend went to the mall and got it for me (I gave her the money) and I can't wait till tomorrow! And she bought "Psychic Academy," and "Under the Glass Moon," and the next book of "Demon Diary," I'm not sure if I'll like UTGM since TP said it'll be like Harry Potter, and I'm not into it or anything... So... yeah... But I'll read the book to decide if I like it or not... Yup... Well, I don't own Yuu-Gi-Oh, nor MARS nor the title of the chapters. Ooh! There's this really cute anime I'm watchin, "Mermaid Melody Pichi Pichi Pitch," I'm not sure if I mentioned it before, but it's cute! The only problem is... How can singin destroy the opponents?! And they sing the same song... over... and over... but besides that, I love the whole story of how Luchia has this big crush on Kaito, and he likes the mermaid self of Luchia, which he doesn't know is the same person. And the lil penguin is so cute! ^_^ I like that Rina girl, she reminds me of Haruka, I guess since they both like to wear boy's uniforms. Ooh! And I'm also downloadin Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne! I think I said that before... not sure... but it's really good! But I HATE the opening song! The guy... he was this weird voice while singing it, and it ain't sound right -_-U I like Fin, she's really adorable and for some reason, I like that cop who looks like a girl, with the shoulder-length golden hair... Well, on with the story

Oh yeah!! For those who never read MARS, this will contain spoilers and such in the future chapters. Also, not everything I post is directly from the manga, just ta let ya know! ^_~ Yeah.... Kira is an only child and stuff in the manga... so that really really changes it. Oh! And maybe when Horse With No Name comes out, I'll write a fic about that too ^_^ Wow... my longest series ever (besides SJ) yeah, I don't have many series but I'm planning to get the following: Instant Teen: Just Add Nuts, Forbidden Dance, Tramps Like Us, Legend of Chun Hyang (this one will be for my friend who loves CLAMP) Doll, Et Cetera (this looks interesting, I might trade it in if it isn't interesting (lots of "I" in that line... That manga seems interesting too, "I's"He has such pretty artwork!) and Dream Saga. ^_^So that'll be 10 series! ^_^

And Suddenly, We Fell In Love

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"WHAT!? You want to know where Malik lives!?" Jou exclaimed, as he heard the girl's question. Anzu bushed a bit, somewhat surprised of his outburst. "Are you planning on going there?"

"You think... it's a bad idea?" Anzu asked. "It'd just that, I'm worried. His suspension was over, but he hasn't returned to school,"

Jou sighed. Of course he would tell her, knowing how much she cared for his best friend. "Well... I don't mind telling you... but you really shouldn't go alone," he saw the expression on Anzu's face, her eyes widening. "I'm not saying it to be mean or anything, but he just lives in the shady part of Domino. He could be at his dad's. I stopped by to visit him, and his door was locked and wasn't picking up his phone," Jou swung is backpack over his shoulder, and started walking toward the school's exit. "Anyways, you should just wait till the weekend He might even show up tomorrow..."

Anzu sighed, as she, too, went outside. She sat down under a tree, waiting for her brother to finish his track practice, though it would be a rather long wait. Wishing that the art studio wasn't closed that day, Anzu reached in her bag and brought out her HB pencil, her eraser stick, X-acto knife, and sketch pad. And as usual, Anzu sketched a picture of girl, this time with short hair, dancing gracefully with both arms swung out in front of her. During the drawing, a figure hovered over her, seeming to have a something in its hand. Anzu looked up, only to have meet again the jade- green eyes. "Ryuuji-senpai...?"

He let go of the item in his hand, as it danced slowly onto her lap. Anzu looked down at it, only to see her sketch being returned to her. As she looked up once more, Ryuuji walked off toward the school gates, leaving Anzu in peace once again.

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"Nee-chan!" Ryou cried out, dashing over to his sister. She noticed his running ability and endurance have increased greatly. He knelt down to her level, practically sitting, and smiled widely. "The coach said that I am one of his best runners, Nee-chan!"

Anzu smiled back. "Well, you have improved much, and you're ten times as fast as me. And since that compliment was something good, the doctor should be mailing off the medicine soon. They must know that you have endured a lot."

Ryou pulled her into a hug, his embrace being rather tight, but she didn't mind. Anzu stood up, still having her brother clinging on to her. "And I'll make you a special dinner tonight too!"

He smiled, and the two walked off to the bus stop.

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"Nee-chan!" Ryou cried out from the kitchen. "We have to hurry up!" Ryou popped a pill in his mouth, and washed it down with water. Finally arriving through a special carrier, Ryou placed one of his "special" medication in his book bag, hoping that it'll come in use after his track practice.

Finally taking forever, Anzu walked in the kitchen, only to started and confuse her brother. "Nee-chan... why are you wearing that...? We have to go to school," Ryou questioned, noticing her wearing a long-sleeved blouse and a long skirt brushing over her ankles.

"Well I..." Anzu began to say, feeling slightly nervous in telling him her motives. "I'm going to skip school today..."

"Skip school...? But... why?"

"I'm just worried about..."

"... Malik?" Ryou finished.

She nodded. "He hasn't been in school yesterday, and I doubt that he's there today... and I just want to make sure he's alright..."

"Then... let me go with you!"

Anzu was taken back from her brother's request. "Eh...? You should go to school,"

"And... so should you Nee-chan! I don't want to go there all alone... and I don't want you to go to his home alone either..." 'Doing who knows what to her -_-U'

Anzu smiled. She grabbed hold of her brother's hand and lead him to his room. "Hurry and get changed! There's a more better chance for us to get caught if you're wearing your fuku,"

Ryou nodded. Anzu left his room, so that he could get changed. After a few minutes, Ryou stepped out of is room, wearing a light long- sleeved sweater, with loosely fitted jeans. Anzu smiled approvingly, and lead her brother once more, this time to the bus stop.

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'I used to be afraid of a lot of things. But now I'm not afraid of anything... As long as I can see Malik...'

Anzu and Ryou finally arrived at their near destination. Stepping off of the bus, the two looked around the area. Vacant buildings spread across the street, deserted objects almost falling from their place, Jou was right.

'It's too sketchy.'

Anzu grasped onto his hand, holding it as if it was dear to her life. The two went up to the apartment complex, each hallway and corner layered with bottles. Looking at the paper Jou sketched for her, Anzu noticed the same numbers on the paper as on the door. "IsHTaR" the words spelled out, very sloppily.

Not wanting to knock, Anzu reached for the door knob. Barely touching it, the door creaked open. Anzu steeped in cautiously, squeezing the life out of Ryou's hand. "Malik...? Are you home...?"

Anzu's foot bumped onto something, causing her to fall back, while having her shoe hit her head in the process. Ryou fell as well, then noticed what cause the fall. "Nee-chan... is that thing human...?"

"Malik...?" He sprawled out across the floor, his once white clean shirt covered with patches of dirt. "Malik..." Anzu said once again, yet no answer came from him. She started to shake him lightly, then harder as the soft shake didn't wake him up.

Ryou only stared, slightly frighten that something horrible could have happened to the one trying to take his sister. 'I really do hope... he's alright...'

Footsteps caught Anzu's attention as she cried for help. "Please! Help him! He isn't breathing!" she cried.

The figure took a few steps back, and entered the room. Through his looks, he obviously wasn't Japanese, buy his darker skin, his different face features and his curly hair. He gave Anzu what seemed to be a hated glare, and took hold of Malik's shirt. He shook him a few times, much rougher than Anzu had earlier. "Hey, Malik. Your girlfriend's here," he spoke in clear English, with a very husky accent.

"Huh...?"

The other man turned his head toward Anzu. "He's up," he spoke, this time, in Japanese.

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'There's nothing here... just a phone and a bed...'

Both Anzu and Ryou sat on the floor, listening to the water from the shower. Ryou clenched his arm around Anzu's; which was his usual habit he did when he felt extremely shy.

The bathroom door opened a bit, covering Malik's lower body. He looked at the small boy clenched to Anzu. He smiled a bit. "Hey, could you get me that towel over there? It's on the bed." he said aloud. The next thing he said made him smirk a bit. "Unless you want me to come out and get it myself, but I don't think that's too appropriate..."

Anzu's and Ryou's faces was covered in red, yet his was out of anger. He took hold of the towel that was on the bed, and threw it at Malik, purposely aiming at his face. "How dare you harass my sister!"

Malik removed the thrown towel from his head. "You should be happy, Anzu. Having a protective brother and such," Malik said, before closing the bathroom door. Anzu looked over at her brother, who was still angry at what Malik wanted to do, although it was only a joke.

Malik exited the bathroom, fully clothe now in something she didn't expected him to wear. His legs were clad in tight, black leather, with a sleeveless lavender shirt which showed his navel. A faint blush crawled up her face, which was noticed from Ryou. .He, only crossed his arms and looked the other way. He walked over to the refrigerator, but before opening it, he took a glance at the angered boy, and smiled. It was somewhat cute to see such a young boy being very defensive of his sister. 'Maybe they really are related... though they don't look it,' He open the door of the fridge. "Hey, you two want something to drink?"

Obviously, Ryou said no, while Anzu shook her head hesitantly. "Sorry for us coming here like this..."

"I don't mind," Malik replied as he took out a cigarette and placed in his mouth. "I'm just really shocked you came." He took out a lighter, and lit the tip of the cigarette which was out of his mouth. "It's not to refined around here. Besides, you two have school today, what are you going to do now?"

"Well I... was worried because you didn't show up yesterday. I thought you were injuries have gotten worse,"

"And you?" Malik said, his attention directed to Ryou.

"I-I-I came because Nee-chan doesn't need to be alone with someone like you!" Ryou cried out, his anger mixing in with fear. Yet, Ryou was somewhat glad that his other self was sleeping, allowing him to actually get upset without HIM knowing about it.

"Ryou...!" Anzu snapped.

Malik took a puff, and laughed. "Even if I were to do something to her, who says I wouldn't do it in front of you...?"

Of course, at this statement, Anzu blushed, her clouded eyes afraid to see the anger Ryou had.

"You..!" Ryou charged over at him, his arms swinging at the taller boy, yet they fell short when Malik held him back from him with a couple of fingers. Ryou insulted the boy, as Malik smirked.

"Of course I wouldn't do anything, not when she has a brave little brother such as yourself,"

"Huh...?" Ryou stopped his pathetic rampage.

"You should save all your strength and energy to the people in the real world who'll try and mess with her," At that, he grinned at the quiet boy, patted him on the head, and made his way toward his bed.

Anzu was shocked at her brother, who actually showed something else other than his shy attitude. 'That Malik... he has a way to bring out different things from different people...'

Malik stretched on his bed. He looked over once again at the pale boy, but what grabbed his attention was his arm. Yesterday, he remember seeing the pink mark on his arm, but it seemed to be on his other arm. Not wanting to question on it, he turned to Anzu. "I found this job, and was working like crazy, that I somewhat forgot about school," He took another puff from his cigarette.

"What kind of job do you have?" Anzu asked.

"Emergency construction, it's hard work, but good money. My father stopped sending me money after I got suspended."

"Was he angry at you?"

"He knocked my teeth in..." He closed his eyes as he took another puff, then looked back at Anzu, who seemed to surprised at his remark. He smirked. "Just joking... He would never lay a finger on me... I've never seen him get mad at me once..."

"He must be... a nice father,"

"Nah, he doesn't do anything because he's afraid of me... He doesn't think I'm 'normal.'"

A strange aura gave off from Malik as Anzu heard his words. 'It feels bleak... just like when he's around...' Ryou, too, was interested in the conversation, but didn't dare to make contact with Malik. "Not... normal?" Anzu echoed.

"He's scared of me because I'm 'vicious' and 'aggressive.'

"But... how could he be... afraid of his own son?"

"He took me to a psychiatrist a long time ago..." The cold feeling danced around the room, wrapping itself around the two siblings, especially Ryou. "You know what a strait jacket is...?"

De ja vu...

"... They're pretty humiliating..."

"You're joking... right...?" Anzu asked.

He looked at Anzu, then to Ryou, who seemed to be quivering from what he said; as if the story got to his head. He masked his face with a grin while putting out his cigarette. "Yeah, just messing around with your head,"

Anzu sighed in relief. "Parents... should let their children go though something like that..." Anzu said, laughing it off. She looked over at Ryou, who seem to take what Malik said seriously.

'He was too serious for it to be "kidding around." And there's more to it... But glad HE'S still asleep...'

Anzu dug her in bag which she carried with her, and handed Malik the item she took out to him. He looked at the sketch, the same sketch he saw when he first approached her. He took a sit next to Anzu, continuing to look at the picture. "When did your mother pass away...?" Anzu asked suddenly.

"When I was five... I think she had some sort of blood disease," He ran a hand through his hair. "You know how there's a mother's smell? My mother's was the smell of bleach... by the time I was old enough to notice, she was already sent to the hospital... I didn't even remember living with her, as though she wasn't even my real mother. And when I see you comforting Ryou, you seem so mother-like. And when I held your hand... it felt like holding a mother's."

"Though she was in the hospital, you must have at least held her hand, right?"

"She would reach out to me... but I would always brush it away..."

"Why?"

"I was freaked out. It was so pale... and thin... and ghostly... And now when I think about it, I know I was cruel,"

Anzu sighed. That picture is yours..." She looked down. "It's the only thing I can give to you, neither mine or Ryuuji-senpai... it's yours. Do what you want with it,"

Malik looked at the picture a bit more. He took the lighter he had in his grasp, flipped it on, and waved the picture over it, watching it burn away. "So... what are you going to do now?" he asked, as he placed the last bit of paper in the ash tray.

"What...?"

"Are you going back to school?"

"Oh... well.... I kinda don't care..."

"Do you and your brother want to go somewhere?"

Anzu looked over at Ryou, who seem to not really care, then nodded. "Sure... Ryou and I haven't been out for a long time,"

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'Is this like... a date...?

"Where should we go?" Malik asked the two as they finally began to walk outside.

Anzu looked up at him nervously, pushing up her glasses "Well... I've never been out like this before... So you probably know better than me..."

"All I know are hotel,"

Anzu: O.oU

"You WILL NOT take Nee-chan to some hotel! Stop intimidating her!" Ryou yelled, balling up his small, pale fist toward Malik.

Malik laughed, seeing the sight of the angered angelic-like boy ready to fight was all too much. "I was only joking," he laughed.

"Um, excuse me," an unrecognized voice said from behind. The three turned around, seeing a well-dressed woman with short, black hair. "Are you interesting in modeling?" she asked while holding out a business card toward Malik. "I'm a manager for an agency,"

"Oh..." he mumbled. He wrapped an arm around Anzu's, pushing her forward with Ryou following. "Sorry, but I'm already with another agency,"

"Which agency? Would you be interested in switching?"

"No thank you!" The three quickly left the business woman.

Releasing his arm from around Anzu after seeing the threatening look on Ryou, Anzu looked up to Malik. "You're with a modeling agency?"

"Nah... it's just an excuse to say no, they give up when they hear it."

"Wow... I've never seen a scout before,"

"Well, I don't if it's because I stand out since I'm Egyptian, or what, but there sure is a lot of them,"

"But isn't modeling a good job?"

"You just stand their, posing and smiling. That's not for me," He smirk. "And you should know better than anyone else,"

*Anzu pictures her always painting the sleeping Malik*

Anzu: ^_^U

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'I thought of a place I want to go...'

Malik looked around the museum, looking at the different sizes and shapes of art. Malik, Anzu and Ryou took a seat on a nearby bench. "This is the first time I've been to an museum." Malik said, in a almost bored- like voice.

"I'm sorry... Guess it is pretty sorry to go a place like this," Anzu replied, looking down at the carpet.

"Not at all, Nee-chan! It's much better than being taken to a hotel," Ryou said in his matter-of-factly voice while crossing his arms.

Malik glanced at him, shaking his head and smirking. "Isn't it boring to you...?" Anzu asked suddenly.

"Not really. There's lots of interesting exhibits here, like there," he pointed to a worker with his head hang down low. "Afternoon doze," He then pointed to a group of whispering older women. "Gossip from the postmenopausal... And..." he pointed to the window. "The sun setting!"

Anzu tried to suppress her laughter, along did Ryou, but Anzu failed at her attempt and cried in laughter.

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"So, how long have you been drawing?" Malik asked, as the three sat on the train seat.

"Ever since I was about four. My father taught me,"

"So you're like your dad. That's cool ... to be able to draw together."

"... Not anymore..." she said remotely. Malik turned his head toward her. "He died when I was in grade school,"

"Oh... so it's only you, Ryou and your mother?"

"Not quite... only me and Ryou,"

Malik glanced over at Ryou, who seemed to be interested outside the window. His right hand trembled, as his other grasped tightly around Anzu's arm. Not wanting to ask further questions about their situation, he asked more about her father. "Was he ill?"

"Car wreck. And it's just you and your father for you? We're sorta alike,"

"Yeah..." 'More alike than you think'

Sitting next to Ryou, was an older man, enjoying the sweet taste of his cigarette. 'How rude... I mean, we're on a train!' Others gave him disturbed looks, wishing he would put it out. After finishing the cig, he popped another on in his mouth. Malik took out his lighter, offering to light it up for him .

"Oh, thanks man," his grungy voice said. As Malik pushed back the grips that were against his thumb, he made sure to flick it rather hard, causing it to sprout out fire.

"RUN!" Malik cried, as he took hold of Anzu's hand, who grabbed hold of Ryou's.

"YOU BASTARD!" the man cried from behind.

"Damn, he's really pissed off now!"

"Well, what do you think!?" Anzu cried out.

The three continued to run, luckily the train was already at its destination. They all ran out the opened door, having it being shut behind them "Hey Mister! You're suppose to get us back!" Malik cried as he pounded on the door. The train drove by, and Malik stopped his pounding.

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"I've never played tag on the train before," Anzu commented as she continued to laugh.

"Me neither, but damn, that was fun!" Ryou covered his mouth, secretly hiding his chuckling.

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"Um... is it alright if I do some shopping? I need some more art supplies," Anzu said as they arrived at the mall.

"Alright, I'll be in the book section doing so free reading," Malik said. They separated, Anzu and Ryou going up the escalator, and Malik going to the closet book store

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After Anzu purchased her items, the two went to where Malik was suppose to be at, yet no where in the bookstore did she spot him. 'He's not here...' Anzu grasped on to Ryou's hand and lead him down the escalator. As they went down, Malik was on the other side going up. "I thought you left!"

"No way, I was looking all over for you." Malik replied.

"Guess we just missed each other,"

"Anzu! Stop, we'll keep missing each other if we keep doing this,"

"Well... she can't stop the escalator just for you..." Ryou mumbled crossing his arms.

Anzu went up the escalator, having to hurry herself up so she wouldn't keep on moving back down. Malik went up the stairs, already reaching it before her. "Excuse me, pardon,"

Finally reaching the top, Anzu leapt herself in his chest, having Malik picking her off of the ground. A genuine smile spread across the two, as Ryou stood there, staring is disbelief at the "couple." 'Nee-chan... why him...?'

Ryou's attention diverted into a different direction, as he heard up- beat music playing from one of the outlets. "Nee-chan! DDR!" he cried as he ran toward the stirring music. Anzu followed behind shortly, along with Malik.

"Ryou! Wait up!" she cried as she entered the arcade.

Ryou stopped his running, as he appeared in front of the stages. Anzu looked up, seeing what her brother meant. Malik looked up ahead of him, then toward Anzu. "You... DDR?" he asked.

Anzu looked down, fiddling with her glasses. "Well I... I pl-pl-play it once in a while... I'm not too go-go-od with it..." she stuttered.

"Nee-chan, what are you saying!? You've beaten me 20 times already at home, you're the best there is,"

She cringe a bit, as Malik placed a hand on her shoulder, causing the girl to burst into scarlet. "Maybe you should give me a little demonstration, I've never done that before,"

"Well I-"

Before completing her protest, a gentle push brought her up a little bit to the stages. "Who's ready to challenge me?! Not like ya gonna win anyway!" the arrogant man on stage announced to the group.

Anzu looked back at the two, giving her the famous "V" for victory, and smiling goofily. -_-' She raised her hand a bit, which caught the man on stage attention.

He smirked, crossing his arms. "So, you think you can beat the infamous Johnny Steps, eh?"

"Well... I can try," replied the nervous Anzu.

"Well, since you have SO much confidence in yourself, why not give it a try?"

Anzu took off her glasses, and turned back to the others. "Ryou... can you hold these?" she questioned.

"Sure," he answered, taking the glasses from her.

Anzu slowly walked up the available stage, trembling through every step. As she made her way up, she looked over at Malik and Ryou. "Kick this idiot's ass!" Malik... encouraged, Anzu replying with a slight nod.

The music started to play. 'Ah... I'm familiar with this beat...' she told herself. The dancing battle began.

*Take my hand let me show you baby, Kiss me kiss me para para dancing'*

Her arms flew out before her, one hand combing through her hair and the other wrapped around her waist.

*Time for me to show all the ladies, Shake me shake me para para dancing'*

Malik watched the mesmerizing movements of the girl, his eyes staring at auburn teen. "And this is suppose to be the quiet, drawing-loving new girl...?"

*Shakin' around my body... Finger with the rhythm, D.J. is mixing... Baby I'm feelin' so sexy And now I want you to know*

Her foot movements were impressive as well, each foot corresponding in its correct position. Her hair flung which ever way, letting its shine glisten from the stage lights.

*Dancin' queen!!! Dancin' to anything the D.J. feel is right*

Johnny saw the well-done foot work of the girl, as well as her swinging hips. It even amazes him how well she danced in a long skirt. 'Can't ruin my reputation from THIS bitch!' Using his long legs, he spread them out over to Anzu, almost causing her to trip. Luckily, she leapt in the air a bit, missing the anticipated fall. His arm swung in front of her face, inches away from her sweating face.

"That son-of-a-bitch is cheating!" Malik cursed, treading closer to the platform. Another hand flung out, this time, smacking Anzu in the face.

*Dancin' queen!!! Dancin' to everything because I'm hot tonight*

Not being able to take much more of the cheating moron and his abusive ways with Anzu, Malik jumped onto Johnny's platform, forming a fist as he thrust it to the others face. He didn't hesitate to stop there as Malik lifted him up by his hair, kneeing him in the stomach.

As much as he wanted to help her, Ryou restrained himself from advancing toward the fight. He other things to deal with, like preventing his other self from awakening. Thinking fast, he took out a small pill from the bag Anzu had left him with as well, and popped it in his mouth. He took out water and washed it down, hoping it will delay his time.

The music stopped as the fight started to get more intense. Before his complete anger filled him again, the guards pulled him back. He looked over at Anzu, who seem to frighten at him, and completely washed away what anger he harbored at the moment.

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It was quiet as the three left the mall. "I'm sorry..." Malik apologized.

"No, it's alright. He started it anyway," Anzu replied.

"But you were really great! Are you as passionate with dancing as you are with dancing?"

Anzu nodded. "They both mean so much to me, but I think drawing my tower over the other..."

"Little Marik!" an older voice cried out. Emotions left Malik's face as he heard the name. "You're Marik, aren't you? You've gotten so big!" She saw the somewhat muddled and shock look on his face. "You must not remember me. I used to work at the nursing home you volunteered at two years ago,"

Malik plastered a smile. "That was my brother. I'm his older brother, Malik,"

What...?!

"Ah, you're Marik's older brother? You two look exactly alike! He did so much for us, so kind and smart. How is he?"

"Fine,"

"Tell him I said hello,"

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"I never knew you had a little brother," Anzu said as they rested at a bench. Malik nodded. "I thought it was only you and your father. You two must have really looked alike,"

"Of course, we're twins,"

"NO WAY!"

"Oh... another lecherous, rebellious, violent face around here as well?" Ryou question sarcastically.

Malik chucked a bit. 'That kid is really amusing,' He reached in his pocket. "Here, I'll show you," He handed Anzu the wallet.

Two boys, obviously younger than now due the short hair and face features, stood there smirking identically. "You two look exactly alike,"

"I bet you can't tell which one is me!" he said teasingly, and rather immaturely. Anzu stared at the picture for a while, then pointed to the one on the right. "How'd you know?"

"You're left eyebrow tweaks for a second when you smile," ^_^

"Really?"

"Sure, right there," She pointed to the eyebrow.

"Guess it does,"

"So what is he like?" Anzu asked, cheering up as the talked. "Were you guys alike?"

"No, complete opposites. He's kind and timid. He always had trouble though. He comes home, crying from being bullied and I would avenge him every time."

~You have to be nice to him. Marik only has you. Protect him.~

"So how is he doing now?"

"He's dead..."

"Dead...?" both Anzu and Ryou chorused. "But, you said he was fine," Ryou said.

"Why should I try and make some sweet lady sad...?"

"When... did he die?" Anzu asked.

"Two years ago... last autumn.

"How? Why?"

Before answering, a cry of shock filled the streets. "SOMEONE FELL FROM THE BUILDING!"

"IT'S A SUICIDE!"

Swiftly, Malik grabbed Anzu's hand, and started to walk. "Time to go," he said emptily.

As they walk further down the street, his breathing hasten quickly, uttering confusing words from his now weakening state. "Shut up!" he cried out, grabbing hold of his head. Sirens zoomed down the streets to the accident. "Shut that damn sound off!"

He picked himself up, running away from the noise. Flashbacks filled his head. He collapsed against a nearby wall. Anzu and Ryou ran to his side. He continued to gasp for air. "Malik!" Anzu cried. His hand clasped onto her wrist, creating a tightening grip. She moaned from the sudden pain. He stopped moving. "He's... NOT BREATHING!"

Anzu shot her head toward her brother's direction. "Ryou, go get help!" she commanded, which sound so much like a plea. Afraid of the situation, Ryou obeyed his sister and searched for help.

She released the tears that bundled in her eyes. She rolled Malik over, his grip still on her wrist. "Resuscitate... it was on TV," Knowing her only option, she pressed her lips onto his, breathing life into his unconscious body.

Please don't die.... You can't!

She released his lips. "They're... so cold.... Like his..." the flash back of her father in bed flew back in her thoughts.

I can't cry... I can't sit here tremble.

She pressed her lips against his again. 'Remember to breath... to live!' At that moment, Ryou came back.

"Nee-chan! They're all too busy with the-" He stopped, as he saw her lips pressed against his. 'Why... is she doing that...?'

A huff wheezed escaped his throat and went to his mouth. His eyes hot open as he continued to cough from the lack of air. "Malik!" Anzu cried, as a joyous smile spread across her face. "Are you alright?"

He sat himself up. "That was close..." he said aloud, not noticing Anzu listening to him. "I thought... I was better..."

"Are you sick!? Is it your lungs!?"

"My nerves..." He looked over at the commotion. "Seems like things settled down. Let's get out of here," He stood up, but noticed she wasn't up as well. "What's wrong?"

"My legs... All the power left them... I thought... you were going to die... You've gotten colder and colder, I was scared..." She sobbed in her hands, recalling both the recent event and past trauma.

"Anzu..." he murmured softly, as he reached over to her. He sat down on the ground too, wrapping his arms around her, resting his atop of hers. "I'm sorry... So sorry..." 'What could I do...? I can... only cry as well...'

'No... She's not suppose... to cry in his arms... Nee-chan... He's not suppose to take you away...' Ryou thought, his own legs weakening as he watched the two. 'All because of him... I'm not even needed here... I can't do anything for her now...'

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"I'm so sleepy, Nee-chan," Ryou said, as he wiped his eyes tiredly.

"You should go inside, Ryou. And I'll make you some dinner before you fall asleep," Anzu said with a smile. She kissed on the cheek, and let him walk to the apartment.

Anzu turned upward to Malik. "Are you sure you're alright?" she asked again.

"I'm fine," he replied.

"But... please, go to the hospital, or I'll get worried again."

"Okay, okay. You should go in, don't keep your brother waiting,"

Anzu started to head toward her home, but she stopped, looking toward Malik. "Are you going to be in school tomorrow?"

"Yeah," he said with a sincere smile.

"Promise?"

"I promise,"

Anzu walked back toward him. "I hate going to school, and I wonder why I had to go that hellhole everyday. But now, I like it since I get to see you everyday. It's cool how you're always at my side."

Anzu blushed, her legs shaking beneath her. "This is... so awkward."

"Bring a change of clothes tomorrow, we'll go for a little ride after school,"

"But Ryou..."

"We'll come back before his practice is over with,"

Anzu looked up, smiling honestly with happiness. "Okay!"

She watched him walking off a bit. "I-I-I'll watch you go! I want to watch you get around that corner!"

Of course, she still didn't believe his words. "Don't get all worked up, I'm not a little kid,"

"But... It seems like you'll disappear if I don't watch you,"

"I'm not going anywhere," he said, taking her in his arms. "I'm just going home," He cupped her face with his tanned hands. "You look, really cute without your glasses, you know," He took of her glasses, looking into the blue before him. "... They're not even per- scripted." His face lowered toward hers, tasting the sweet lips on his. 'Apricots...'

Anzu flinched, as the felt something different from this kiss. Something slithered in her mouth, wet and warm, but she knew it wasn't just her tongue... Malik felt her quivered, so he pulled back. "Oh..."

Anzu brought her hands to her mouth, heated red as she just experience the foreign kiss to her. "Sorry... I'm guessing it's your first time...?"

"I was... a little surprised... Different from... last time..." she replied, shock panting throughout her voice. "Kisses are warm..."

"Of course they are, there isn't something called a cold kiss," he chuckled silently at the flinching girl.

"But before, your lips were cold..."

Malik smiled. "Can I kiss you again? A warm kiss..." Taking it from her blushing features and glittering blue eyes, he lowered himself again, kissing her without a hesitation from the two. His tongue caress hers, she letting him since he was the more experience one.

He's so warm... Why am I so nervous...? The more I like him, the more I worry... Why?

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"Who does that Ishtar guy think he is?" a man said, walking down the street. His dreads blew in the light zephyr. Stepping out of the shadows, a figure approached him, a gun held in his right hand. "What the hell...?"

"So, you think hurting my Anzu was going to make you win, hmm?" questioned the figure.

"Who the hell are you!?"

"Someone who is going to punish you for your behaviors earlier." He stretched his arm out, the gun pointing toward the ground. "Now dance for me!"

He shot the gun continuously at the other's feet, causing him to react and stepping back. He almost tripped from his lousy excuse of 'dancing.' Purposely, the figure title the gun higher, which pointed toward the chest. He released the trigger, causing the other to fall backwards.

He treaded toward him, knelt down and wiped his finger on the blood. He gave it tasted, his face covered with disgusted. "You bastard, just as bad as the others... Your dead corpse will find peace within the shadows,"

Like before, the golden ring around his neck glowed, sucking in the corpse into black. He smirked and walked away as he heard the sound of the sirens.

"And you think you could hide these things from me... I read your every thoughts, light, even when I am drugged,"

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DUN DUN DUUUUUN! Just what happened to the deceased twin, Marik? Why did Marik pass out on the street? Why couldn't Baka describe a better kissing scene? All next time on MARS! ^_^ 30 pages... pretty short. Oh yeah, I don't think he's Noa... he's kinda out of the picture now... like them other people who show up and go. Like another, he also wants the Sennen Items. -_-' who doesn't...? So, yeah... I think Pegasus comes back in the story line too, that's what I read somewhere. Well, I finally got Girl Got Game! It's SOOOO FUNNY! Kyou tries acting like a boy, she figures out what the only boy thing they do... THINK ABOUT SEX ALL DAY! And after Chiharu grabber Kyou's boobs, he squeezed this other guy's chest, feeling the difference... that was funny too. And it's not all about basketball too. So, you guys should read it. Oh yeah, I don't own the song I added in. It's called "Dancing Queen" from Initial D.