Chapter 17: Malik's Phobia
Téa continued to scream as the figures before her became more and more focussed. "What the hell are you doing in here?!" she shrieked.
Malik Ishtar looked up at her softly, his light blonde hair swishing. "I'm looking for something," he replied in a distracted voice.
"And what might that be?!" Téa yelled.
Malik stood up, and put a finger to his lips. "Shush," he said. "I don't need you waking up every single person in this joint."
"They're probably already woken up," Téa grumbled.
Malik shrugged and continued to stand there. That was when Téa noticed the figure lurking behind Malik.
"Oh, my God!" she gasped. "What are YOU doing in here?" She looked at the director, absolutely intrigued.
The director stood up and brushed off his suit. "Nothing," he said. "Nothing at all."
"Lies! Both of you, get the hell out of my room NOW!" Téa had lost her temper. She had no idea what the two freaks where doing in her room at early morning hours. A horrible mental image entered her mind.
Malik had suddenly turned pale, the color draining from his cheeks. "Don't even think that!" He knew what she was thinking, and it was bad.
The director caught on to the looks on both their faces. He paled as well. "That is just sick!" he shrieked like a little girl.
"Well it's the only reasonable explanation!" Téa shot back.
Malik flushed a deep red. "I was NOT banging the director."
"Then what were you doing? Hmmm?" Téa demanded.
The director spoke up. "Searching your room for drugs."
Téa let out an exasperated sigh. "I thought we went over this. I am NOT a druggie."
The director nodded his head vigorously. "I can clearly see that. Malik and I have searched your WHOLE room, and we have not found any drugs. I will be leaving now." The director quickly ran out of Téa's room, leaving Malik standing there, looking dumbfounded.
Téa glared at Malik and walked slowly up to him. "So, Malik, is there any reason why YOU were in on this?"
Malik looked down. "Money," he grumbled. "The director promised me money if I found any drugs."
"I see," said Téa. She was now standing right in front of him.
Malik gulped. He had a problem with people standing so close. He didn't like small spaces. This meaning that he had a bad case of claustrophobia.
Téa tilted his chin upwards. "Are you ever going to do that again, Malik?"
"No," he croaked. 'Back away from me,' he silently pleaded. 'Back away from me.'
Téa smirked and grabbed his arm. "Well, you owe me a favor, Malik Ishtar. After all, you have just invaded my privacy."
Malik looked fearful. "Okay."
"In my closet should be a little blue book. The only problem is I can't seem to find. So that means that you are going to have to find it," said Téa. Her voice was sickly sweet.
Malik looked at the closet. It was awfully small. "Um, okay," he squeaked.
Téa opened the closet door for him. "Have fun," she said, a wicked grin spreading across her face.
Malik stepped into the closet, pretty much fully emerged. He started looking for the little blue book.
Téa walked up behind him and shoved him in. He yelped loudly. She quickly closed the door, and put a lock on it. A combination lock.
"Téa, this isn't funny," Malik whimpered from inside.
Téa glared at the closet. "This out to teach you not to go through other people's stuff."
Malik was CRYING now. "I don't like small spaces, Téa. Please let me out," he sniffed.
"Too bad," answered Téa. "Should have thought of that before."
"No!" Malik cried. "Let me out."
"Sorry, no can do," Téa said. "And I knew you were claustrophobic because you mentioned it to Yami Bakura once."
Malik had his arms wrapped around himself in the closet "I wish I had my Millennium Rod," he whimpered.
Téa turned off the lights and climbed into her bed. "Good night, and sweet dreams, Malik." She smirked. "I hope you're not afraid of the dark."
There was no answer.
******
Téa awoke the next morning feeling refreshed. She stretched and walked over to the closet. "I wonder how Malik is doing?" she wondered out loud as she took of the lock.
Téa opened the closet door. Malik was lying there in a crumpled heap, his shirt pulled halfway up.
She knelt down beside him and shook his shoulders. "Wake up, Malik. It's morning."
Malik groaned and opened his eyes. His back hurt like hell, and he was sure his hair was totally screwed up.
"How did you sleep?" Téa grinned evilly at this. She had heard him crying most of the night. Imagine, mighty Malik Ishtar, crying.
Malik grumbled something and stood up. He stumbled out of the closet, knocking into Téa.
Téa let out a cry of surprise as she fell backwards onto her bed, with Malik on top of her.
They both stared at each other.
Just then, Joey walked into the room. He turned pale. "What the hell is this?!"
Téa tried to push Malik off her, but it just made them wind up in an even more unwanted position.
Joey growled. "I was okay with you an' Kaiba, but you an' Malik?! You have got to be kidding me!"
"It's not what it looks like!" Téa protested. "He stumbled into me, and we both fell backwards."
Joey looked at Malik's shirt, which was still ridden up. "I'm not buying it!" he said.
Malik blushed. "We didn't do anything."
Joey glared at him. "Listen you no-good-for-nothing Egyptian freak, I will not tolerate you banging my best friend!"
Téa's eyes widened to the size of saucers. "We did NOT!" she yelled.
Joey crossed his arms. "How am I supposed to believe that?!"
With a mighty shove from Téa, Malik fell backwards. His hand shot out instinctively and he grabbed Téa. The both fell on the floor.
Joey shook his head and left the room. "I don't believe this," he muttered on his way out.
Téa looked at Malik.
Malik looked at Téa.
They both stuck their tongues out at each other.
"I'm going to breakfast," said Malik. "I've endured enough torment for a whole year."
Téa got up, untangling herself from Malik, and followed him out to the kitchen, where everyone was eating breakfast quietly.
When they saw Malik and Téa entered, they immediately cast their eyes downward. Except for Kaiba. He was glaring at Malik.
Téa rolled her eyes. "What ever Joey told you was a lie," she said.
Everyone sighed in relief, and looked much happier, especially Kaiba. Friendly chitchat started up.
Téa and Malik both sat down at their places.
Téa was about to take a bite out of her eggs, when the director breezed in.
"We're going to start filming right now. We finally have Serenity Wheeler on the set, and we need her for a scene," the director explained.
Joey's eyes widened. "^_^"
Yugi smiled at Joey. "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go see her."
Everyone got up from the table.
Kaiba quickly scooted over to Téa and put his arm protectively around her. He glared at Malik as they walked out.
The director smiled, leading them the way.
Everyone instantly stopped when they saw what was lying on the ground.
On the ground was a hot dog; a half-eaten hot dog. It was drenched in ketchup.
Disclaimer: I do not own "Yu-Gi-Oh!" although I wish I did. ^^ Kazuki Takahashi does. ^^
A/N: Please don't throw stuff? ^^; -ducks flying tomatoes and cucumbers-
0_0 The last time I updated this fic was NOVEMBER 10. I can't believe myself. I am SO ashamed. I've kept you guys waiting for ALMOST SIX MONTHS! I feel so horrible! -bursts into tears-
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Téa continued to scream as the figures before her became more and more focussed. "What the hell are you doing in here?!" she shrieked.
Malik Ishtar looked up at her softly, his light blonde hair swishing. "I'm looking for something," he replied in a distracted voice.
"And what might that be?!" Téa yelled.
Malik stood up, and put a finger to his lips. "Shush," he said. "I don't need you waking up every single person in this joint."
"They're probably already woken up," Téa grumbled.
Malik shrugged and continued to stand there. That was when Téa noticed the figure lurking behind Malik.
"Oh, my God!" she gasped. "What are YOU doing in here?" She looked at the director, absolutely intrigued.
The director stood up and brushed off his suit. "Nothing," he said. "Nothing at all."
"Lies! Both of you, get the hell out of my room NOW!" Téa had lost her temper. She had no idea what the two freaks where doing in her room at early morning hours. A horrible mental image entered her mind.
Malik had suddenly turned pale, the color draining from his cheeks. "Don't even think that!" He knew what she was thinking, and it was bad.
The director caught on to the looks on both their faces. He paled as well. "That is just sick!" he shrieked like a little girl.
"Well it's the only reasonable explanation!" Téa shot back.
Malik flushed a deep red. "I was NOT banging the director."
"Then what were you doing? Hmmm?" Téa demanded.
The director spoke up. "Searching your room for drugs."
Téa let out an exasperated sigh. "I thought we went over this. I am NOT a druggie."
The director nodded his head vigorously. "I can clearly see that. Malik and I have searched your WHOLE room, and we have not found any drugs. I will be leaving now." The director quickly ran out of Téa's room, leaving Malik standing there, looking dumbfounded.
Téa glared at Malik and walked slowly up to him. "So, Malik, is there any reason why YOU were in on this?"
Malik looked down. "Money," he grumbled. "The director promised me money if I found any drugs."
"I see," said Téa. She was now standing right in front of him.
Malik gulped. He had a problem with people standing so close. He didn't like small spaces. This meaning that he had a bad case of claustrophobia.
Téa tilted his chin upwards. "Are you ever going to do that again, Malik?"
"No," he croaked. 'Back away from me,' he silently pleaded. 'Back away from me.'
Téa smirked and grabbed his arm. "Well, you owe me a favor, Malik Ishtar. After all, you have just invaded my privacy."
Malik looked fearful. "Okay."
"In my closet should be a little blue book. The only problem is I can't seem to find. So that means that you are going to have to find it," said Téa. Her voice was sickly sweet.
Malik looked at the closet. It was awfully small. "Um, okay," he squeaked.
Téa opened the closet door for him. "Have fun," she said, a wicked grin spreading across her face.
Malik stepped into the closet, pretty much fully emerged. He started looking for the little blue book.
Téa walked up behind him and shoved him in. He yelped loudly. She quickly closed the door, and put a lock on it. A combination lock.
"Téa, this isn't funny," Malik whimpered from inside.
Téa glared at the closet. "This out to teach you not to go through other people's stuff."
Malik was CRYING now. "I don't like small spaces, Téa. Please let me out," he sniffed.
"Too bad," answered Téa. "Should have thought of that before."
"No!" Malik cried. "Let me out."
"Sorry, no can do," Téa said. "And I knew you were claustrophobic because you mentioned it to Yami Bakura once."
Malik had his arms wrapped around himself in the closet "I wish I had my Millennium Rod," he whimpered.
Téa turned off the lights and climbed into her bed. "Good night, and sweet dreams, Malik." She smirked. "I hope you're not afraid of the dark."
There was no answer.
******
Téa awoke the next morning feeling refreshed. She stretched and walked over to the closet. "I wonder how Malik is doing?" she wondered out loud as she took of the lock.
Téa opened the closet door. Malik was lying there in a crumpled heap, his shirt pulled halfway up.
She knelt down beside him and shook his shoulders. "Wake up, Malik. It's morning."
Malik groaned and opened his eyes. His back hurt like hell, and he was sure his hair was totally screwed up.
"How did you sleep?" Téa grinned evilly at this. She had heard him crying most of the night. Imagine, mighty Malik Ishtar, crying.
Malik grumbled something and stood up. He stumbled out of the closet, knocking into Téa.
Téa let out a cry of surprise as she fell backwards onto her bed, with Malik on top of her.
They both stared at each other.
Just then, Joey walked into the room. He turned pale. "What the hell is this?!"
Téa tried to push Malik off her, but it just made them wind up in an even more unwanted position.
Joey growled. "I was okay with you an' Kaiba, but you an' Malik?! You have got to be kidding me!"
"It's not what it looks like!" Téa protested. "He stumbled into me, and we both fell backwards."
Joey looked at Malik's shirt, which was still ridden up. "I'm not buying it!" he said.
Malik blushed. "We didn't do anything."
Joey glared at him. "Listen you no-good-for-nothing Egyptian freak, I will not tolerate you banging my best friend!"
Téa's eyes widened to the size of saucers. "We did NOT!" she yelled.
Joey crossed his arms. "How am I supposed to believe that?!"
With a mighty shove from Téa, Malik fell backwards. His hand shot out instinctively and he grabbed Téa. The both fell on the floor.
Joey shook his head and left the room. "I don't believe this," he muttered on his way out.
Téa looked at Malik.
Malik looked at Téa.
They both stuck their tongues out at each other.
"I'm going to breakfast," said Malik. "I've endured enough torment for a whole year."
Téa got up, untangling herself from Malik, and followed him out to the kitchen, where everyone was eating breakfast quietly.
When they saw Malik and Téa entered, they immediately cast their eyes downward. Except for Kaiba. He was glaring at Malik.
Téa rolled her eyes. "What ever Joey told you was a lie," she said.
Everyone sighed in relief, and looked much happier, especially Kaiba. Friendly chitchat started up.
Téa and Malik both sat down at their places.
Téa was about to take a bite out of her eggs, when the director breezed in.
"We're going to start filming right now. We finally have Serenity Wheeler on the set, and we need her for a scene," the director explained.
Joey's eyes widened. "^_^"
Yugi smiled at Joey. "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go see her."
Everyone got up from the table.
Kaiba quickly scooted over to Téa and put his arm protectively around her. He glared at Malik as they walked out.
The director smiled, leading them the way.
Everyone instantly stopped when they saw what was lying on the ground.
On the ground was a hot dog; a half-eaten hot dog. It was drenched in ketchup.
Disclaimer: I do not own "Yu-Gi-Oh!" although I wish I did. ^^ Kazuki Takahashi does. ^^
A/N: Please don't throw stuff? ^^; -ducks flying tomatoes and cucumbers-
0_0 The last time I updated this fic was NOVEMBER 10. I can't believe myself. I am SO ashamed. I've kept you guys waiting for ALMOST SIX MONTHS! I feel so horrible! -bursts into tears-
-sniffs- I'm very, very sorry. I will TRY to update regularly. You won't believe how busy I always am. I'm going to start carrying around a notebook with me!
I would like to thank all of my reviewers A LOT! -huggles them all- I'd list your names but there is just too many. ^_^; I LOVE YOU GUYS! ^_^ -huggles them again- I hope you can find it in your heart to review this chapter too. ;_;
As for my other fics, I hope to get them updated this week as well. So, that's something you can look forward to, I think. That is, if I get them updated! -is very determined-
I love all of you! Now, I must be signing off!
See you all later and in the next chapter!
~Blue-Kool-Aid~