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The name of the band, sorry bout that. It's actually not 'The Band'. The
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Disclaimer: I obviously don't own the song "Tainted Love" or Marilyn Manson.
Here it is!
Chapter 2
Malik awoke to the blaring 'scream' of the alarm. He covered his ears in an effort to drown out the sound, but it didn't help very much. 'Why me?' he wondered as he slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes.
"Get out of bed!" Bakura yelled, throwing a pillow at him. "I already let you slightly oversleep!"
Malik caught the pillow and glared, "If you call this oversleeping, I'd hate to know what waking up early is like."
Bakura, who was already dressed and ready to go, stood up and walked to the door, "Just get ready, and quick, especially if you want breakfast." And with that, he disappeared out the door.
Ryou was sitting at the kitchen table when Bakura walked in. "Good morning, how w your first night?"
Bakura glowered, "Just peachy." He sat down at the table and grabbed a glass pouring himself a cup of orange juice. "He'd better hurry up and get out here. Yami already called and said that he and the others were on their way here to meet up with us. They should be here any moment."
A quiet yawn was heard from the door as Malik walked in. "G'morning," he managed as he sat down at the table.
Ryou smiled, "Good morning Malik. Sleep well?" he asked, a tint of mirth in his voice.
"Very funny. Actually I did," he threw a perturbed glance in Bakura's direction.
The doorbell rang and Bakura stood up, "Well, there's the others. Malik, just grab an apple or something for the ride over."
Malik crossed his arms, "I'm not really that hungry."
Bakura shrugged, "Suit yourself. Both of you, come on."
The trio walked to the front door and opened it, revealing Yami, Jounouchi and Yuugi.
Yami spoke first, "Everyone else is in one of our cars. Are you three gonna drive together?"
Bakura rolled his eyes, "Yes. We have to."
Jounouchi sighed, "It's around a 45 minute drive. I hope you all have some sort of entertainment..."
"Oh believe me, I do. I have two crazy bakas to entertain me the whole way there."
Malik stepped forward. "Excuse me?"
Bakura smirked, "You heard me."
"There you go, making fun of me again when I'm right beside you!"
Yuugi walked between the two, "Come on you guys, you'll never survive the ride to the club if you're already having arguments THIS early."
Ryou nodded, "My thoughts exactly, try and get along."
Bakura heaved a sigh and pushed his way through Yami and Jounouchi, hastily opening the driver's door, getting in, and slamming it shut.
Jounouchi shrugged, "Well, that went well."
A few minutes later and everyone was back on the road. There were three cars in all. Yami drove in front, bringing with him only Yuugi, behind them were Tristan and Joey, and behind them were Bakura, Ryou and Malik.
After a couple minutes on the road, Malik spoke up, "I'm sort of hungry now."
Bakura snickered, "Well, there's no food in here. I told you to grab an apple or something!"
Ryou came in with, "We didn't have any apples though-"
"That's not the point. I didn't only mean apples! Anything would've worked. It's his own fault that he's hungry."
Ryou sat back and sighed, "Sorry Malik, I tried."
Malik smiled, "That's ok. I think Bakura has emotional problems."
Bakura looked in the rearview mirror and glared, "What did you say?"
Ryou laughed, only seeming to make things worse.
"I don't see anything funny about this, Ryou."
Malik sat back and grinned. Maybe it really wasn't THAT bad... ok, maybe it was. 'Why does he have to be so impertinent?' Malik didn't really dislike Bakura, he just loathed his actions. He was an ok-looking guy, if he wasn't so brazen all the time.
The next thing he knew, something flew from the front seat and hit him in the head. "Ow..." he looked down at the object that had fallen into his hands. 'A stick of gum?'
Bakura turned slightly, "That better be enough to make you shut up until we get to the club."
Ryou smiled. His brother showed affection in the strangest of ways. Still, at least he did.
The ride wasn't really that bad. Things didn't get any worse, (even though they really couldn't have), and everyone -seemed- to get along.
Right as they entered the city, Ryou took the perfect time to take a nap leaving only Bakura and Malik to 'talk'.
"Are we there yet?" Malik asked, for sheer sake of saying anything.
Bakura tightened his grip on the steering wheel. "No."
"Are we almost there yet?" he asked.
"Does it look like we're almost there?"
"I don't know."
"Can you just be quiet?"
"I can canoe."
"Excuse me? What is that supposed to mean?" Bakura asked.
"I can do a lot of things."
"For heaven's sake, WILL you please be quiet?"
"Sure," Malik said, hiding the small smirk that came to his face.
"Well, would you look at that- we're here now."
Ryou yawned and opened his eyes. "Are we there yet?"
"..."
All of the cars were soon parked and the crowd headed inside.
"So, I suppose you two survived the ride," Ryou said.
Malik shrugged, "Just barely."
Everyone took a seat at a few of the tables and began their usual chat.
Malik stayed out of it, feeling slightly out of place. He didn't really know these people very well at all.
"So," Jounouchi turned towards Bakura, "How was your first night together?"
Bakura glowered, "Jou, don't even start. I've already received this from Ryou."
"No really, Ryou told me you two slept together."
Yami choked on his soda. He hadn't heard any of the conversation until now.
Bakura shrugged it off, "So what, we did sleep together. There's nothing wrong with that."
Jounouchi laughed, "He didn't make any sounds did he? Ryou told me you were worried about that."
Yami raised an eyebrow.
Bakura shook his head. "No, he was surprisingly quiet."
"I don't know how anyone could go through that and not get scared or run away..."
"Jou, just because you're a little scardy-cat doesn't mean the whole world is."
Yami leaned over to Yuugi, "What are they talking about exactly?"
Yuugi smiled, "Malik has to stay in Bakura's room while he stays there."
Yami let out a sigh, "Oh, ok. That makes sense."
"Is something wrong Yami?" Yuugi asked, his eyes full of concern.
"No, nothing's wrong, sorry to worry you."
"That's ok."
Ryou looked over at Malik, "Hey, is everything ok?"
Malik smiled, "Yeah."
"You know Malik, my brother's not really as bad as I make him out to be... he just has a hard time opening up to people."
"I'm sure he does."
"No really. Relationships of any sort, whether it be friend, family or anyone just aren't one of his 'strong subjects' so to say. I'm sure if you just give him time-"
"Time? I don't want to waste any more of my time on him."
"But it's barely even been one day..."
Malik sighed and leaned back, tapping the tips of his fingers together. "Fine Ryou, I'll try. Do you hear that? *Try*. I still don't think he'll change though."
Ryou smiled, "He will. It may take him some time, or some miraculous miracle, but he will."
"Well, that miraculous miracle better occur soon."
"Excuse me, are you three Yami, Jounouchi and Bakura?" a man wearing sunglasses and a nice suit asked. He had walked up to the table unnoticed.
Jounouchi spoke up, "Maybe, who wants to know?"
A smile came to his face as he removed his shades, "This is wonderful, please, come with me."
The three looked at each other, shrugged, and stood up following the guy back to the back and out of sight.
Yuugi was slightly confused, "Where are they going?"
Tristan shrugged, "Not sure. Maybe we're about to find out..."
The same guy who had come to the table was now standing on the main stage, microphone in hand. "Everyone, it seems there has been a slight change in schedule today. Now, I am proud to present to you- Tribute to the Doomed!"
The guy re-holstered his mike and left the stage at about the same time Jounouchi, Bakura and Yami walked on.
Bakura flipped the strap of his guitar over his shoulder and walked up to the microphone, Yami sat down at the drums and got his sticks ready in hand, and Jounouchi rested his fingers on the strings of his bass ready to start whenever.
Bakura nodded towards Yami, who in turn started the song with a beat of the drums.
"Sometimes I feel I've got to
Run away I've got to
Get away
From the pain that you drive into the heart of me
The love we share
Seems to go nowhere
I've lost my lights
I toss and turn I can't sleep at night
Once I ran to you (I ran)
Now I'll run from you
This tainted love you've given
I give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Tainted love
Tainted love
Now I know I've got to
Run away I've got to
Get away
You don't really want any more from me
To make things right
You need someone to hold you tight
You think love is to pray
But I'm sorry I don't pray that way
Once I ran to you (I ran)
Now I'll run from you
This tainted love you've given
I give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Tainted love
Tainted love
Don't touch me please
I cannot stand the way you tease
I love you though you hurt me so
Now I'm going to pack my things and go
Touch me baby, tainted love
Touch me baby, tainted love
Touch me baby, tainted love
Once I ran to you (I ran)
Now I'll run from you
This tainted love you've given
I give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Tainted love
Tainted love
Tainted love" (AN: It spaces the lyrics out strangely... why I don't know. *kicks screen*)
Malik hadn't really noticed it before, but Bakura had an amazing voice. Despite his gruff speech and tough look, he seemed to sing with... his soul? 'What am I thinking? Now THAT is corny.' He couldn't help it but he found himself clapping with everyone else.
"Something wrong Malik?" Ryou asked, a small smirk on his face.
Malik blinked and crossed his arms, "No, nothing's wrong."
The trio from the stage had their stuff packed back in the back quickly and soon were out with the others once again.
Yuugi was the first to hop up, "Good job you guys!"
Yami smiled, "Thanks Yuugi," and guided the small teen back to their seat.
Jounouchi wasted no time in taking a seat- on the table. "Yeah, we rule, you guys know it."
Bakura raised a brow and this time took a seat, surprisingly beside of Malik. He was quick to turn toward the light-blonde-haired teen with a huff, "Jou has his feet on MY chair. Can you believe it?"
Malik almost laughed, before remembering how blatant Bakura was, but he also remembered how he'd told Ryou he'd give him time. He managed a, "Jounouchi is a free spirit."
Bakura leaned back folding his lean arms behind his head, "Yeah, I suppose he is."
With Bakura in this pose, Malik began to realize how truly eye-catching he was. The whole band was clad in leather, but none of them looked as modish as Bakura. He had on black leather pants that seemed to show a hint of purple if they turned a certain way. They 'molded' to his legs showing off their length and on his feet were black shoes with tiny black belts as straps. His shirt was a plain black sleeveless top but even so it matched his attire perfectly with a small black choker that encircled his swan-like neck.
'No! Bad thoughts!' Malik looked away. "So, uh, Bakura, how long have you all been in this band?" he asked. 'Just remember, time.'
Bakura looked over and tapped a finger on his chin. "Well, around 1 year and a half. Why?"
"Just wondering I guess."
Bakura raised a brow. 'Maybe he's not *that* bad... Skinny and annoying, but not bad.' "Well you guys, ready to go?" he asked, grabbing his keys and standing up.
Jounouchi rubbed his stomach, "Heck yeah! I'm starved!"
Everyone crowded out of the building and into their respective vehicles and headed back home.
"So, did everyone enjoy themselves?" Ryou asked.
Malik nodded, "Yeah."
Bakura merely shook his head meaning "yes".
Malik's eyes began to drift closed slightly and he would've fallen asleep---
"Malik, Bakura didn't keep you up last night did he?" Ryou asked.
Malik shook his head, "No, I was just kinda tired."
"Oh, well, feel free to sleep."
Minutes passed quickly after that. Time always seemed to pass by faster when you were returning back somewhere.
Bakura sighed and looked in the rearview mirror. Malik had fallen asleep and his sand-colored bangs fell messily in his face. 'Strange..., he looks so much more innocent when he sleeps.' It didn't take long before he realized what he had thought and he was soon shaking his head slightly. 'He's still an idiot- a sexy idiot at that.'
Malik shifted slightly in his sleep and continued dozing.
A barely visible smile came to Bakura's face. It may have been small, but it was still there. 'No... not very bad at all...'
---TBC---
Yey, un autre chapitre!
Please review! (SimDrag email me)
And, thanks SO MUCH for reading!
```AmethystRoze```
Disclaimer: I obviously don't own the song "Tainted Love" or Marilyn Manson.
Here it is!
Chapter 2
Malik awoke to the blaring 'scream' of the alarm. He covered his ears in an effort to drown out the sound, but it didn't help very much. 'Why me?' he wondered as he slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes.
"Get out of bed!" Bakura yelled, throwing a pillow at him. "I already let you slightly oversleep!"
Malik caught the pillow and glared, "If you call this oversleeping, I'd hate to know what waking up early is like."
Bakura, who was already dressed and ready to go, stood up and walked to the door, "Just get ready, and quick, especially if you want breakfast." And with that, he disappeared out the door.
Ryou was sitting at the kitchen table when Bakura walked in. "Good morning, how w your first night?"
Bakura glowered, "Just peachy." He sat down at the table and grabbed a glass pouring himself a cup of orange juice. "He'd better hurry up and get out here. Yami already called and said that he and the others were on their way here to meet up with us. They should be here any moment."
A quiet yawn was heard from the door as Malik walked in. "G'morning," he managed as he sat down at the table.
Ryou smiled, "Good morning Malik. Sleep well?" he asked, a tint of mirth in his voice.
"Very funny. Actually I did," he threw a perturbed glance in Bakura's direction.
The doorbell rang and Bakura stood up, "Well, there's the others. Malik, just grab an apple or something for the ride over."
Malik crossed his arms, "I'm not really that hungry."
Bakura shrugged, "Suit yourself. Both of you, come on."
The trio walked to the front door and opened it, revealing Yami, Jounouchi and Yuugi.
Yami spoke first, "Everyone else is in one of our cars. Are you three gonna drive together?"
Bakura rolled his eyes, "Yes. We have to."
Jounouchi sighed, "It's around a 45 minute drive. I hope you all have some sort of entertainment..."
"Oh believe me, I do. I have two crazy bakas to entertain me the whole way there."
Malik stepped forward. "Excuse me?"
Bakura smirked, "You heard me."
"There you go, making fun of me again when I'm right beside you!"
Yuugi walked between the two, "Come on you guys, you'll never survive the ride to the club if you're already having arguments THIS early."
Ryou nodded, "My thoughts exactly, try and get along."
Bakura heaved a sigh and pushed his way through Yami and Jounouchi, hastily opening the driver's door, getting in, and slamming it shut.
Jounouchi shrugged, "Well, that went well."
A few minutes later and everyone was back on the road. There were three cars in all. Yami drove in front, bringing with him only Yuugi, behind them were Tristan and Joey, and behind them were Bakura, Ryou and Malik.
After a couple minutes on the road, Malik spoke up, "I'm sort of hungry now."
Bakura snickered, "Well, there's no food in here. I told you to grab an apple or something!"
Ryou came in with, "We didn't have any apples though-"
"That's not the point. I didn't only mean apples! Anything would've worked. It's his own fault that he's hungry."
Ryou sat back and sighed, "Sorry Malik, I tried."
Malik smiled, "That's ok. I think Bakura has emotional problems."
Bakura looked in the rearview mirror and glared, "What did you say?"
Ryou laughed, only seeming to make things worse.
"I don't see anything funny about this, Ryou."
Malik sat back and grinned. Maybe it really wasn't THAT bad... ok, maybe it was. 'Why does he have to be so impertinent?' Malik didn't really dislike Bakura, he just loathed his actions. He was an ok-looking guy, if he wasn't so brazen all the time.
The next thing he knew, something flew from the front seat and hit him in the head. "Ow..." he looked down at the object that had fallen into his hands. 'A stick of gum?'
Bakura turned slightly, "That better be enough to make you shut up until we get to the club."
Ryou smiled. His brother showed affection in the strangest of ways. Still, at least he did.
The ride wasn't really that bad. Things didn't get any worse, (even though they really couldn't have), and everyone -seemed- to get along.
Right as they entered the city, Ryou took the perfect time to take a nap leaving only Bakura and Malik to 'talk'.
"Are we there yet?" Malik asked, for sheer sake of saying anything.
Bakura tightened his grip on the steering wheel. "No."
"Are we almost there yet?" he asked.
"Does it look like we're almost there?"
"I don't know."
"Can you just be quiet?"
"I can canoe."
"Excuse me? What is that supposed to mean?" Bakura asked.
"I can do a lot of things."
"For heaven's sake, WILL you please be quiet?"
"Sure," Malik said, hiding the small smirk that came to his face.
"Well, would you look at that- we're here now."
Ryou yawned and opened his eyes. "Are we there yet?"
"..."
All of the cars were soon parked and the crowd headed inside.
"So, I suppose you two survived the ride," Ryou said.
Malik shrugged, "Just barely."
Everyone took a seat at a few of the tables and began their usual chat.
Malik stayed out of it, feeling slightly out of place. He didn't really know these people very well at all.
"So," Jounouchi turned towards Bakura, "How was your first night together?"
Bakura glowered, "Jou, don't even start. I've already received this from Ryou."
"No really, Ryou told me you two slept together."
Yami choked on his soda. He hadn't heard any of the conversation until now.
Bakura shrugged it off, "So what, we did sleep together. There's nothing wrong with that."
Jounouchi laughed, "He didn't make any sounds did he? Ryou told me you were worried about that."
Yami raised an eyebrow.
Bakura shook his head. "No, he was surprisingly quiet."
"I don't know how anyone could go through that and not get scared or run away..."
"Jou, just because you're a little scardy-cat doesn't mean the whole world is."
Yami leaned over to Yuugi, "What are they talking about exactly?"
Yuugi smiled, "Malik has to stay in Bakura's room while he stays there."
Yami let out a sigh, "Oh, ok. That makes sense."
"Is something wrong Yami?" Yuugi asked, his eyes full of concern.
"No, nothing's wrong, sorry to worry you."
"That's ok."
Ryou looked over at Malik, "Hey, is everything ok?"
Malik smiled, "Yeah."
"You know Malik, my brother's not really as bad as I make him out to be... he just has a hard time opening up to people."
"I'm sure he does."
"No really. Relationships of any sort, whether it be friend, family or anyone just aren't one of his 'strong subjects' so to say. I'm sure if you just give him time-"
"Time? I don't want to waste any more of my time on him."
"But it's barely even been one day..."
Malik sighed and leaned back, tapping the tips of his fingers together. "Fine Ryou, I'll try. Do you hear that? *Try*. I still don't think he'll change though."
Ryou smiled, "He will. It may take him some time, or some miraculous miracle, but he will."
"Well, that miraculous miracle better occur soon."
"Excuse me, are you three Yami, Jounouchi and Bakura?" a man wearing sunglasses and a nice suit asked. He had walked up to the table unnoticed.
Jounouchi spoke up, "Maybe, who wants to know?"
A smile came to his face as he removed his shades, "This is wonderful, please, come with me."
The three looked at each other, shrugged, and stood up following the guy back to the back and out of sight.
Yuugi was slightly confused, "Where are they going?"
Tristan shrugged, "Not sure. Maybe we're about to find out..."
The same guy who had come to the table was now standing on the main stage, microphone in hand. "Everyone, it seems there has been a slight change in schedule today. Now, I am proud to present to you- Tribute to the Doomed!"
The guy re-holstered his mike and left the stage at about the same time Jounouchi, Bakura and Yami walked on.
Bakura flipped the strap of his guitar over his shoulder and walked up to the microphone, Yami sat down at the drums and got his sticks ready in hand, and Jounouchi rested his fingers on the strings of his bass ready to start whenever.
Bakura nodded towards Yami, who in turn started the song with a beat of the drums.
"Sometimes I feel I've got to
Run away I've got to
Get away
From the pain that you drive into the heart of me
The love we share
Seems to go nowhere
I've lost my lights
I toss and turn I can't sleep at night
Once I ran to you (I ran)
Now I'll run from you
This tainted love you've given
I give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Tainted love
Tainted love
Now I know I've got to
Run away I've got to
Get away
You don't really want any more from me
To make things right
You need someone to hold you tight
You think love is to pray
But I'm sorry I don't pray that way
Once I ran to you (I ran)
Now I'll run from you
This tainted love you've given
I give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Tainted love
Tainted love
Don't touch me please
I cannot stand the way you tease
I love you though you hurt me so
Now I'm going to pack my things and go
Touch me baby, tainted love
Touch me baby, tainted love
Touch me baby, tainted love
Once I ran to you (I ran)
Now I'll run from you
This tainted love you've given
I give you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Tainted love
Tainted love
Tainted love" (AN: It spaces the lyrics out strangely... why I don't know. *kicks screen*)
Malik hadn't really noticed it before, but Bakura had an amazing voice. Despite his gruff speech and tough look, he seemed to sing with... his soul? 'What am I thinking? Now THAT is corny.' He couldn't help it but he found himself clapping with everyone else.
"Something wrong Malik?" Ryou asked, a small smirk on his face.
Malik blinked and crossed his arms, "No, nothing's wrong."
The trio from the stage had their stuff packed back in the back quickly and soon were out with the others once again.
Yuugi was the first to hop up, "Good job you guys!"
Yami smiled, "Thanks Yuugi," and guided the small teen back to their seat.
Jounouchi wasted no time in taking a seat- on the table. "Yeah, we rule, you guys know it."
Bakura raised a brow and this time took a seat, surprisingly beside of Malik. He was quick to turn toward the light-blonde-haired teen with a huff, "Jou has his feet on MY chair. Can you believe it?"
Malik almost laughed, before remembering how blatant Bakura was, but he also remembered how he'd told Ryou he'd give him time. He managed a, "Jounouchi is a free spirit."
Bakura leaned back folding his lean arms behind his head, "Yeah, I suppose he is."
With Bakura in this pose, Malik began to realize how truly eye-catching he was. The whole band was clad in leather, but none of them looked as modish as Bakura. He had on black leather pants that seemed to show a hint of purple if they turned a certain way. They 'molded' to his legs showing off their length and on his feet were black shoes with tiny black belts as straps. His shirt was a plain black sleeveless top but even so it matched his attire perfectly with a small black choker that encircled his swan-like neck.
'No! Bad thoughts!' Malik looked away. "So, uh, Bakura, how long have you all been in this band?" he asked. 'Just remember, time.'
Bakura looked over and tapped a finger on his chin. "Well, around 1 year and a half. Why?"
"Just wondering I guess."
Bakura raised a brow. 'Maybe he's not *that* bad... Skinny and annoying, but not bad.' "Well you guys, ready to go?" he asked, grabbing his keys and standing up.
Jounouchi rubbed his stomach, "Heck yeah! I'm starved!"
Everyone crowded out of the building and into their respective vehicles and headed back home.
"So, did everyone enjoy themselves?" Ryou asked.
Malik nodded, "Yeah."
Bakura merely shook his head meaning "yes".
Malik's eyes began to drift closed slightly and he would've fallen asleep---
"Malik, Bakura didn't keep you up last night did he?" Ryou asked.
Malik shook his head, "No, I was just kinda tired."
"Oh, well, feel free to sleep."
Minutes passed quickly after that. Time always seemed to pass by faster when you were returning back somewhere.
Bakura sighed and looked in the rearview mirror. Malik had fallen asleep and his sand-colored bangs fell messily in his face. 'Strange..., he looks so much more innocent when he sleeps.' It didn't take long before he realized what he had thought and he was soon shaking his head slightly. 'He's still an idiot- a sexy idiot at that.'
Malik shifted slightly in his sleep and continued dozing.
A barely visible smile came to Bakura's face. It may have been small, but it was still there. 'No... not very bad at all...'
---TBC---
Yey, un autre chapitre!
Please review! (SimDrag email me)
And, thanks SO MUCH for reading!
```AmethystRoze```