A few notes to some of my so favorite so kind reviewers:
Evilgoddess1990-
Sorry, can't make them happy just yet. If I did, where would the plot to the story be? ^_^ thanks for reviewing!
Ryu Jonesu-
You wouldn't do that, would you? Come on, look into your heart- AGGHHHH! *dodges flying kuribos* Will try to update soon, kay? Keep readin and thanks for reviewing!
Dreamind Child-
Yes! I just love to torture characters, hee hee, I think it's such fun! Keep reading and thanks for reviewing.
Maruken-
Hope I spelled it right, thanks for reviewing! ^__^
Kuramaandhei4ever-
Where are you? Well, I updated! Thanks for reviewing because if it wasn't for you, I would've given up on this ficcie long ago! *dry laugh* It's true, ya told me to keep writting so here I go! Alrighty then, thanks for reviewing!
Mob: Anywho, one with the fic!
~April Roses~
~Chapter 10~
Amane sat in the corner of her room, taking more of the drugs which Bakura had given her. What better way to celebrate her getting a job? Besides, they were harmless, right? They were just weight loss drugs, and she was happy with the result. Now she didn't have to wear such loose clothes now, because now she had nothing to hide. She was slim, and she was happy. Sadly, Ryou hadn't noticed yet. Boys. Did they ever understand anything that girls go through? Heck no, as long as they can sleep with them, they're as happy as can be. Snobs. Yeah, that's what all boys were to Amane. They were all pervs. She looked at her watch and jumped to her feet, running to her closet. She was so happy she got a job it never crossed her mind that she would be late! She quickly placed a white blouse on and the black dress they gave her as part of the uniform then the black pants. She grabbed her black visor hat and ran to the kitchen, grabbing the house keys off the hook then dashing out the door and to the bus stop. 'Come on, I can't be late on the first day, come on,'
The bus slowly came down the street and stopped, Amane walked in and took a seat. The bus took off. She looked out the window lost in thought, and when she saw the resturaunt she pulled the string, the bus stopped and she got off, running across the street and into the building. She glanced at her watch, "Bingo, right on time Miss Bakura."
"Huh?" Amane looked up, seeing the manager come closer into the view.
"Most new job aplicants are usually late, good job, you're a keeper." He said, patting her on the shoulder and walking her over to the podium. A huge sign was hanged above which said 'Please wait to be seated' in fancy gold letters. Amane shrugged. The place looked really decorative. Rich people must obviously go there. That's another thing that annoyed Amane, she couldn't stand rich people. They were snobs! (sorry all you rich peeps out there, but I'm telling ya the truth, yes, the truth hurts) "And this is where you will be working, Miss Bakura. When the customers come you seat them with a table, if there is not one available tell them to wait shortly. Alright?"
"Yessir. I will." Amane replied, the manager patted her again, "Good." Then he walked away. Once he was out of sight Amane growled. 'Does he have to pat me every time he talks to me? Jeeze, you dirty perv. If he does that one more time I swear I'll'
"Table for two." A familiar voice said, snapping Amane out of her thoughts. "Oh, yeah-yes, right this way," She said, not giving a care to look at who it was as she walked them to their table. "A waiter/ess will be with you shortly." Amane turned and left. She looked back again and noticed who the person was. Seto Kaiba. 'Hey- doesn't he go to Domino High? He looks familiar... Hmm, well, I'm sure I'll recall him later. It's not like he's important.' She walked back to the podium.
Later...
"12:00 midnight! Alright Miss Bakura, you may go home now, thanks for the hard work." The manager said, patting her once again.
"Whatev- I mean, you're welcome." She spat, fighting the urge not to smack him one. She put on a fake smile and waved while going out the door. She looked around. 'Wow, it's gotten really dark... maybe I should call Ryou to come get me- oh wait- he can't drive! Dammit! Plus if dad caught him, he'd be in deep shit, heh. Guess I have to walk, buses are closed at this hour.' Amane looked at her surroundings. She needed a friend who had a car, really, she did. "Okay, here I go. Oh Kami-sama, keep me safe because for some reason I think I'm going to regret this later..."
Amane started walking down the sidewalk, being cautios when she approched alleys and dark places. Some would say paranoid, she would call it protection. Yep. Amane took another step, but it didn't last long before someone grabbed her mouth and placed something sharp against her neck. 'Shit!!! Why do these things always happen to me!?!'
"Fight back I'll kill you, obey me like a nice girl and I might spare you're life." Said an anonymous voice. No one she recognized. Of course, her heart was thumping like crazy, her thoughts weren't clear, so she couldn't control her actions. "No! Get away from me!" Amane slapped at the hand which held the object to her throat then spun around, kicking the guy where she knew it would hurt. She ran for the weapon then stood back up, only to be thrown against a brick wall. The man grasped her throat, making his grip tighter and more secure. Amane's breathing got slower and her vision became more blury.
"You shouldn't have done that you stupid bitch. Why are all of you the same?"
"Because all of you are an ass-" Amane managed to spit out before the man tightend his grip. Amane raised her arm then placed it ontop of the man's, aplying force. The man's grasp weakend, Amane took control of this advantage and jammed her elbow in his stomach, kicking him away in the process. He fell back on the floor, hitting his head against the brick wall. Amane glared at him. There was no way she was letting him go. She got ontop of him and started flinging at him scratching at him with her sharp long nails, making dark red slits all among his neck and face. The man yelled. "You bitch!" He kicked at her then got ontop of her.
Her eyes widended as she screamed, "No!!!!"
"When I'm done with you you're going to be long past dead! Hearing your screams, moans, yelps, it only makes me want to take you more and more! You get everything you deserve you bitch!" He yelled then flung his fist into her stomach.
Amane cried out in pain, soon cut off by another voice.
"No. She doesn't deserve it because she didn't do anything wrong. YOU on the other hand, have," The dark figure approached but she still couldn't see who it was. "And you're going to regret it once you're dead."
"Yeah rig-"
SLICE
Amane closed her eyes and screamed as loud as she could. She didn't care, she was going to die anyways. She screamed again and again until her voice couldn't take it anymore. She pushed the man's body off of her and sprung to her feet, leaping off back to where there was light. All of a sudden a hand grabbed hers and flung her back, Amane screamed again and flew back onto the dark figure. She covered her face and started to cry out loud.
"Amane, what the fuck do you think you're doing?" Malik snapped bitterly, Amane hysterically crying. "Amane, answer me."
"I-can't-I-can't-" Malik got on his knees and held her close to him, she started to cry even more on his shoulder. "Come on, big girls don't cry, now do they?" He said, his bitter voice fading. Amane nodded. "I- I thought I could handle it- I almost had him- he would've killed me- I- I-"
Malik grabbed her chin, forcing her to look up at him. "Amane. You need to calm down."
"How can- you be- this- calm- after- you just- killed someone?"
"...Nevermind that, alright? You didn't see anything, you got that? You saw nothing, you know nothing. What were you doing out here, and of all times?"
Amane wiped the tears away from her face. She probably looked like a wreck. "Coming home from job. I don't have a car. Ryou doesn't either."
Malik's eyes narrowed at the mention of Ryou. He let go of Amane and turned around, still sitting on his knees. Amane crawled over to him. "Malik? Wha- what's the- matter? Something ticking- you o- off- about - Ryou?"
"Stupid Baka wants something that's mine, only mine. Something that belonged to me first and will always belong to me, no matter what anyone says. He's mine and I intend to keep it." Malik snapped, Amane blinked. "What? HIM? Malik- are you-"
"No! Stop it- I never said that!"
Amane blinked once again, "Yes you did... You said 'He's mine and I intend to keep it.'"
"Look! I'm not gay! Got it?" Malik shouted, glaring at Amane. Amane nodded and looked back down at the floor, trying to comprehend what was going on. Denial was the first step to everything. Amane knew a gay person. Who would have thought Malik was gay? Sure doesn't look or act like it. Amane wondered. "Hey Malik?" She asked, he looked up.
"Did you see the whole thing between me and-"
"Yeah."
"So, how was I?" Amane smiled a weak smiled.
Malik grinned and turned around to face her once again. "You sure kicked his sorry ass."
Amane laughed and playfully punched Malik in the arm. "Thanks. Malik. For saving me," He looked her in the eyes, "I got you're back, doesn't matter what happens, I'll be there."
"Mariku- Thankyou..."
~~~~~
Mob: Aww! Well whaddaya know? Malik actually has a soft side!!! Yeah yeah, I know Malik's OOC but gimme a break alright? This is sorta like real life, and everyone has a soft side! Not everyone's as solid like a rock! So don't tell me 'Wow, that's strange' or 'Malik is way OOC' because I already know that!
Evilgoddess1990-
Sorry, can't make them happy just yet. If I did, where would the plot to the story be? ^_^ thanks for reviewing!
Ryu Jonesu-
You wouldn't do that, would you? Come on, look into your heart- AGGHHHH! *dodges flying kuribos* Will try to update soon, kay? Keep readin and thanks for reviewing!
Dreamind Child-
Yes! I just love to torture characters, hee hee, I think it's such fun! Keep reading and thanks for reviewing.
Maruken-
Hope I spelled it right, thanks for reviewing! ^__^
Kuramaandhei4ever-
Where are you? Well, I updated! Thanks for reviewing because if it wasn't for you, I would've given up on this ficcie long ago! *dry laugh* It's true, ya told me to keep writting so here I go! Alrighty then, thanks for reviewing!
Mob: Anywho, one with the fic!
~April Roses~
~Chapter 10~
Amane sat in the corner of her room, taking more of the drugs which Bakura had given her. What better way to celebrate her getting a job? Besides, they were harmless, right? They were just weight loss drugs, and she was happy with the result. Now she didn't have to wear such loose clothes now, because now she had nothing to hide. She was slim, and she was happy. Sadly, Ryou hadn't noticed yet. Boys. Did they ever understand anything that girls go through? Heck no, as long as they can sleep with them, they're as happy as can be. Snobs. Yeah, that's what all boys were to Amane. They were all pervs. She looked at her watch and jumped to her feet, running to her closet. She was so happy she got a job it never crossed her mind that she would be late! She quickly placed a white blouse on and the black dress they gave her as part of the uniform then the black pants. She grabbed her black visor hat and ran to the kitchen, grabbing the house keys off the hook then dashing out the door and to the bus stop. 'Come on, I can't be late on the first day, come on,'
The bus slowly came down the street and stopped, Amane walked in and took a seat. The bus took off. She looked out the window lost in thought, and when she saw the resturaunt she pulled the string, the bus stopped and she got off, running across the street and into the building. She glanced at her watch, "Bingo, right on time Miss Bakura."
"Huh?" Amane looked up, seeing the manager come closer into the view.
"Most new job aplicants are usually late, good job, you're a keeper." He said, patting her on the shoulder and walking her over to the podium. A huge sign was hanged above which said 'Please wait to be seated' in fancy gold letters. Amane shrugged. The place looked really decorative. Rich people must obviously go there. That's another thing that annoyed Amane, she couldn't stand rich people. They were snobs! (sorry all you rich peeps out there, but I'm telling ya the truth, yes, the truth hurts) "And this is where you will be working, Miss Bakura. When the customers come you seat them with a table, if there is not one available tell them to wait shortly. Alright?"
"Yessir. I will." Amane replied, the manager patted her again, "Good." Then he walked away. Once he was out of sight Amane growled. 'Does he have to pat me every time he talks to me? Jeeze, you dirty perv. If he does that one more time I swear I'll'
"Table for two." A familiar voice said, snapping Amane out of her thoughts. "Oh, yeah-yes, right this way," She said, not giving a care to look at who it was as she walked them to their table. "A waiter/ess will be with you shortly." Amane turned and left. She looked back again and noticed who the person was. Seto Kaiba. 'Hey- doesn't he go to Domino High? He looks familiar... Hmm, well, I'm sure I'll recall him later. It's not like he's important.' She walked back to the podium.
Later...
"12:00 midnight! Alright Miss Bakura, you may go home now, thanks for the hard work." The manager said, patting her once again.
"Whatev- I mean, you're welcome." She spat, fighting the urge not to smack him one. She put on a fake smile and waved while going out the door. She looked around. 'Wow, it's gotten really dark... maybe I should call Ryou to come get me- oh wait- he can't drive! Dammit! Plus if dad caught him, he'd be in deep shit, heh. Guess I have to walk, buses are closed at this hour.' Amane looked at her surroundings. She needed a friend who had a car, really, she did. "Okay, here I go. Oh Kami-sama, keep me safe because for some reason I think I'm going to regret this later..."
Amane started walking down the sidewalk, being cautios when she approched alleys and dark places. Some would say paranoid, she would call it protection. Yep. Amane took another step, but it didn't last long before someone grabbed her mouth and placed something sharp against her neck. 'Shit!!! Why do these things always happen to me!?!'
"Fight back I'll kill you, obey me like a nice girl and I might spare you're life." Said an anonymous voice. No one she recognized. Of course, her heart was thumping like crazy, her thoughts weren't clear, so she couldn't control her actions. "No! Get away from me!" Amane slapped at the hand which held the object to her throat then spun around, kicking the guy where she knew it would hurt. She ran for the weapon then stood back up, only to be thrown against a brick wall. The man grasped her throat, making his grip tighter and more secure. Amane's breathing got slower and her vision became more blury.
"You shouldn't have done that you stupid bitch. Why are all of you the same?"
"Because all of you are an ass-" Amane managed to spit out before the man tightend his grip. Amane raised her arm then placed it ontop of the man's, aplying force. The man's grasp weakend, Amane took control of this advantage and jammed her elbow in his stomach, kicking him away in the process. He fell back on the floor, hitting his head against the brick wall. Amane glared at him. There was no way she was letting him go. She got ontop of him and started flinging at him scratching at him with her sharp long nails, making dark red slits all among his neck and face. The man yelled. "You bitch!" He kicked at her then got ontop of her.
Her eyes widended as she screamed, "No!!!!"
"When I'm done with you you're going to be long past dead! Hearing your screams, moans, yelps, it only makes me want to take you more and more! You get everything you deserve you bitch!" He yelled then flung his fist into her stomach.
Amane cried out in pain, soon cut off by another voice.
"No. She doesn't deserve it because she didn't do anything wrong. YOU on the other hand, have," The dark figure approached but she still couldn't see who it was. "And you're going to regret it once you're dead."
"Yeah rig-"
SLICE
Amane closed her eyes and screamed as loud as she could. She didn't care, she was going to die anyways. She screamed again and again until her voice couldn't take it anymore. She pushed the man's body off of her and sprung to her feet, leaping off back to where there was light. All of a sudden a hand grabbed hers and flung her back, Amane screamed again and flew back onto the dark figure. She covered her face and started to cry out loud.
"Amane, what the fuck do you think you're doing?" Malik snapped bitterly, Amane hysterically crying. "Amane, answer me."
"I-can't-I-can't-" Malik got on his knees and held her close to him, she started to cry even more on his shoulder. "Come on, big girls don't cry, now do they?" He said, his bitter voice fading. Amane nodded. "I- I thought I could handle it- I almost had him- he would've killed me- I- I-"
Malik grabbed her chin, forcing her to look up at him. "Amane. You need to calm down."
"How can- you be- this- calm- after- you just- killed someone?"
"...Nevermind that, alright? You didn't see anything, you got that? You saw nothing, you know nothing. What were you doing out here, and of all times?"
Amane wiped the tears away from her face. She probably looked like a wreck. "Coming home from job. I don't have a car. Ryou doesn't either."
Malik's eyes narrowed at the mention of Ryou. He let go of Amane and turned around, still sitting on his knees. Amane crawled over to him. "Malik? Wha- what's the- matter? Something ticking- you o- off- about - Ryou?"
"Stupid Baka wants something that's mine, only mine. Something that belonged to me first and will always belong to me, no matter what anyone says. He's mine and I intend to keep it." Malik snapped, Amane blinked. "What? HIM? Malik- are you-"
"No! Stop it- I never said that!"
Amane blinked once again, "Yes you did... You said 'He's mine and I intend to keep it.'"
"Look! I'm not gay! Got it?" Malik shouted, glaring at Amane. Amane nodded and looked back down at the floor, trying to comprehend what was going on. Denial was the first step to everything. Amane knew a gay person. Who would have thought Malik was gay? Sure doesn't look or act like it. Amane wondered. "Hey Malik?" She asked, he looked up.
"Did you see the whole thing between me and-"
"Yeah."
"So, how was I?" Amane smiled a weak smiled.
Malik grinned and turned around to face her once again. "You sure kicked his sorry ass."
Amane laughed and playfully punched Malik in the arm. "Thanks. Malik. For saving me," He looked her in the eyes, "I got you're back, doesn't matter what happens, I'll be there."
"Mariku- Thankyou..."
~~~~~
Mob: Aww! Well whaddaya know? Malik actually has a soft side!!! Yeah yeah, I know Malik's OOC but gimme a break alright? This is sorta like real life, and everyone has a soft side! Not everyone's as solid like a rock! So don't tell me 'Wow, that's strange' or 'Malik is way OOC' because I already know that!