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Malik: ^^ She didn't punch us, thank ra.
Bakura: ^^ She even gave us ice cream.
Last time: Anzu was given a lecture by Malik and they decided to return back to the school. On the way, Malik and Anzu met a lady who wanted money from Malik. The lady got angry at Anzu and was about to start a fight until Malik gave her a deathly glare. Finally, they made it to the alley way. Malik hutched Anzu on his shoulders and jumped across the low wall. Malik left very ready and Anzu left feeling very happy.
^^ Okay, time for the story! Review, please!
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Malik fumbled with the jumble of key's on his chain. The cold was making his fingers go numb, but his face felt hot like he was out in the sun to long. He recalled why he felt this way. "Stupid..." He scolded himself. He shouldn't have carried her. He finally got the door open and didn't bother to be quiet. Isis was waiting for him anyways.
"Out, Malik Ishtar!" She said. She glared at him darkly. "You can't just leave your school like that!"
"Hey, hey!" Malik yelled. "Stop pushing!"
"I'm tried of these calls from the teachers." Isis said. "So you can find somewhere to stay for the night.You can come back once you stay a full day at school." Isis snatched Malik's keys and gave him a slight push outside. "Maybe Yugi or Joey will let you sleep."
Malik glared at the closed door. "Fine..." He muttered. His school jacket was the only thing that gave him warmth once the winds started to pick up. Now, to find a place.....
Who lived closest? Malik pondered for a moment. Yugi was to far, Tristan is not in the question, and Joey might be killed before the night was over. Seto was a big no, so that left....
"Aw shi-" Malik almost yelled. He lowered his voice, he might have been hit from the grumpy lady next door. "Aw sour candy." He said stupidly. Slowly, he trudged to Anzu's house.
*
The frying pan sizzled. The chopping board was littered with carrot peelings and lettuce. Anzu yawned. Her feet was propped up on the family table and she had a pencil in her mouth as she was reading her history book. Her teachers have piled up more work on her, since she did skip a few classes. The smell of meat made her derect her attention to other thoughts. Yugi....Joey...Tristan...Malik....Bakura...Malik....
She shook her head. She hurried towards the frying pan and flipped her steak. It was pretty big, and Anzu probably won't even finsh it. Just then, her doorbell rung. Anzu looked up from the hot pan. She wiped her hands and made her way to the door. She opened it, maybe it was Yugi or Joey. Instead-
"You going to let me in?" Malik snapped, hugging himself. Anzu was shocked, but stepped aside for Malik to slip through.
"What are you doing here?" She asked, locking the door and folding her arms. Malik looked around the house.
"Isis kicked me out for a while." Malik said, calmly. He sniffed the air. "Good, food."
Anzu followed him. "Hey! That steak is for me!" She tackled him before he could reach the kitchen. "I'm a growing girl and I need my food!"
Both of them fell to the ground, but Malik quickly got up again. "You're going to be a house maid anyways, so move!"
That comment only made Anzu jump on his back. She clung to him. "Leave the steak alone!"
Malik was already walking to the pan, even if Anzu was on his back. His mouth watered. He poked it a few times to see if it was done.
"Hey, hey hey!" Anzu said, peering over his shoulder. "Stop poking it! It has feelings."
Malik grabbed two plates. "It had feelings. Were is your knives?"
Anzu hopped off of him after that comment. "Do you really think I'll let you near a knife?" Malik raised an eyebrow.
"You think I'm a psycho?" Malik asked. Anzu bowed her head and Malik smirked. "Hand me a knife."
Anzu shook her head. Malik asked again. Anzu shook her head again. Malik glared at her. "Listen, do you want for or not? If I don't have a knife, I'll eat this myself."
Anzu handed him a knife from a shelf. Malik took it from her and splitted the steak in half. "Come on." He said, walking out with the two plates. Anzu followed with the salad. This would be a perfect time to manipulate him, she thought. During the time she was waiting for the steak, she thought of a great plan. She would get close to Malik, then ask him to join her in a formal party. That way, he could learn to be thoughtful and not as agnorant. It was a great plan, but she had to make sure no one ruins it. "Woman, are you going to stay in the kitchen forever?"
Malik's voice snapped her thoughts. Anzu quickly made her way to the table and sat across from Malik. "So why did Isis kick you out?"
"She got a call." Malik said through bites of food.
"How long are you going to stay here?" Anzu asked.
"Until I can stay in school the whole day." Malik pondered for a moment. "So that means I'm living here forever, ne?"
Anzu's mouth gave a small smile. "Forever?" She tried to sound supirsed. Malik nodded.
"Isis wants me to stay in school the whole time. Then I can go back home."
Anzu's smile turned wider. Isis planned things out as well. She knew Malik would go to Anzu's house, since it was the closest. Malik noticed her smile and scowled. "Why are you smiling?"
Shaking her head, Anzu pushed her plate towards Malik. "I just remembered something, that's all. Now finish your food and I'll set up a bed for you."
"Stop treating me like a child." Malik ordered. Anzu stuck her tongue out and patted Malik's hair as if he was toddler. "You-come here!"
Anzu laughed as Malik chased her up the stairs. She ran into a room and locked the door. She took a minute to take her breath. She turned around.
"AH!" Anzu screamed. It was now Malik's turn to laugh. Anzu's heart was beating feriously and she sunk to the floor. "How did you get here?" Anzu asked. Malik squatted down.
"The bathroom is connected to this room." Malik explained. He started to explore the room. "So this is where I'm staying?"
"No, this is my study room. Your room will be across the room." Anzu opened the door and pointed to the door across. Malik took a look inside of it while Anzu quietly slipped downstairs. She went straight to the couch and laid down. The room started to swirl....
*
"Anzu?! Anzu!" Snapping out of her wake, Anzu was shaken. Malik was the first thing she saw. He looked a bit worried, but once her awoke he had his scowl on. "Crazy woman..." he muttered.
"What happened?" Anzu asked. Malik started to recall what happened.
"Let's see...you were unconsious for a while." Malik said. "Simple as that." He turned to Anzu, just to see her asleep again. Malik watched her for a while. She had this calmness to her.... Malik shook his head and turned back to his steak. What was he saying? Maybe there WAS something in the air in that alley.
_
Muhaha I finish it now....because yall have been so paciently waiting! XD
Bakura: *snorts* Sure....
*glare glare* You're just jealous that you're not in it!
Bakura: Darn right!
--" PLease review! Ja! ^^
Malik: ^^ She didn't punch us, thank ra.
Bakura: ^^ She even gave us ice cream.
Last time: Anzu was given a lecture by Malik and they decided to return back to the school. On the way, Malik and Anzu met a lady who wanted money from Malik. The lady got angry at Anzu and was about to start a fight until Malik gave her a deathly glare. Finally, they made it to the alley way. Malik hutched Anzu on his shoulders and jumped across the low wall. Malik left very ready and Anzu left feeling very happy.
^^ Okay, time for the story! Review, please!
_
Malik fumbled with the jumble of key's on his chain. The cold was making his fingers go numb, but his face felt hot like he was out in the sun to long. He recalled why he felt this way. "Stupid..." He scolded himself. He shouldn't have carried her. He finally got the door open and didn't bother to be quiet. Isis was waiting for him anyways.
"Out, Malik Ishtar!" She said. She glared at him darkly. "You can't just leave your school like that!"
"Hey, hey!" Malik yelled. "Stop pushing!"
"I'm tried of these calls from the teachers." Isis said. "So you can find somewhere to stay for the night.You can come back once you stay a full day at school." Isis snatched Malik's keys and gave him a slight push outside. "Maybe Yugi or Joey will let you sleep."
Malik glared at the closed door. "Fine..." He muttered. His school jacket was the only thing that gave him warmth once the winds started to pick up. Now, to find a place.....
Who lived closest? Malik pondered for a moment. Yugi was to far, Tristan is not in the question, and Joey might be killed before the night was over. Seto was a big no, so that left....
"Aw shi-" Malik almost yelled. He lowered his voice, he might have been hit from the grumpy lady next door. "Aw sour candy." He said stupidly. Slowly, he trudged to Anzu's house.
*
The frying pan sizzled. The chopping board was littered with carrot peelings and lettuce. Anzu yawned. Her feet was propped up on the family table and she had a pencil in her mouth as she was reading her history book. Her teachers have piled up more work on her, since she did skip a few classes. The smell of meat made her derect her attention to other thoughts. Yugi....Joey...Tristan...Malik....Bakura...Malik....
She shook her head. She hurried towards the frying pan and flipped her steak. It was pretty big, and Anzu probably won't even finsh it. Just then, her doorbell rung. Anzu looked up from the hot pan. She wiped her hands and made her way to the door. She opened it, maybe it was Yugi or Joey. Instead-
"You going to let me in?" Malik snapped, hugging himself. Anzu was shocked, but stepped aside for Malik to slip through.
"What are you doing here?" She asked, locking the door and folding her arms. Malik looked around the house.
"Isis kicked me out for a while." Malik said, calmly. He sniffed the air. "Good, food."
Anzu followed him. "Hey! That steak is for me!" She tackled him before he could reach the kitchen. "I'm a growing girl and I need my food!"
Both of them fell to the ground, but Malik quickly got up again. "You're going to be a house maid anyways, so move!"
That comment only made Anzu jump on his back. She clung to him. "Leave the steak alone!"
Malik was already walking to the pan, even if Anzu was on his back. His mouth watered. He poked it a few times to see if it was done.
"Hey, hey hey!" Anzu said, peering over his shoulder. "Stop poking it! It has feelings."
Malik grabbed two plates. "It had feelings. Were is your knives?"
Anzu hopped off of him after that comment. "Do you really think I'll let you near a knife?" Malik raised an eyebrow.
"You think I'm a psycho?" Malik asked. Anzu bowed her head and Malik smirked. "Hand me a knife."
Anzu shook her head. Malik asked again. Anzu shook her head again. Malik glared at her. "Listen, do you want for or not? If I don't have a knife, I'll eat this myself."
Anzu handed him a knife from a shelf. Malik took it from her and splitted the steak in half. "Come on." He said, walking out with the two plates. Anzu followed with the salad. This would be a perfect time to manipulate him, she thought. During the time she was waiting for the steak, she thought of a great plan. She would get close to Malik, then ask him to join her in a formal party. That way, he could learn to be thoughtful and not as agnorant. It was a great plan, but she had to make sure no one ruins it. "Woman, are you going to stay in the kitchen forever?"
Malik's voice snapped her thoughts. Anzu quickly made her way to the table and sat across from Malik. "So why did Isis kick you out?"
"She got a call." Malik said through bites of food.
"How long are you going to stay here?" Anzu asked.
"Until I can stay in school the whole day." Malik pondered for a moment. "So that means I'm living here forever, ne?"
Anzu's mouth gave a small smile. "Forever?" She tried to sound supirsed. Malik nodded.
"Isis wants me to stay in school the whole time. Then I can go back home."
Anzu's smile turned wider. Isis planned things out as well. She knew Malik would go to Anzu's house, since it was the closest. Malik noticed her smile and scowled. "Why are you smiling?"
Shaking her head, Anzu pushed her plate towards Malik. "I just remembered something, that's all. Now finish your food and I'll set up a bed for you."
"Stop treating me like a child." Malik ordered. Anzu stuck her tongue out and patted Malik's hair as if he was toddler. "You-come here!"
Anzu laughed as Malik chased her up the stairs. She ran into a room and locked the door. She took a minute to take her breath. She turned around.
"AH!" Anzu screamed. It was now Malik's turn to laugh. Anzu's heart was beating feriously and she sunk to the floor. "How did you get here?" Anzu asked. Malik squatted down.
"The bathroom is connected to this room." Malik explained. He started to explore the room. "So this is where I'm staying?"
"No, this is my study room. Your room will be across the room." Anzu opened the door and pointed to the door across. Malik took a look inside of it while Anzu quietly slipped downstairs. She went straight to the couch and laid down. The room started to swirl....
*
"Anzu?! Anzu!" Snapping out of her wake, Anzu was shaken. Malik was the first thing she saw. He looked a bit worried, but once her awoke he had his scowl on. "Crazy woman..." he muttered.
"What happened?" Anzu asked. Malik started to recall what happened.
"Let's see...you were unconsious for a while." Malik said. "Simple as that." He turned to Anzu, just to see her asleep again. Malik watched her for a while. She had this calmness to her.... Malik shook his head and turned back to his steak. What was he saying? Maybe there WAS something in the air in that alley.
_
Muhaha I finish it now....because yall have been so paciently waiting! XD
Bakura: *snorts* Sure....
*glare glare* You're just jealous that you're not in it!
Bakura: Darn right!
--" PLease review! Ja! ^^