"When have I never showed up, Marik?" Malik asked innocently. Still
looking at Marik, Malik took off out of the parking lot of the hospital.
Marik yelled out as they nearly hit an oncoming truck.
"Malik keep your eyes on the road!" Marik screamed, clutching onto the seat for dear life. Malik snickered, and turned up the radio. It was a commercial. The two bleach blonde teens pedaled it down the main drag of Domino. Marik was now totally pumped up, and he forgot about the incident with his wrist. The two were looking for some place to eat, when Marik spotted something.
"Malik, pullover!" he shouted, waving his arm to the left. Malik did so, nearly hitting two jay walkers in the process.
"It's called a walking light people!" Malik yelled at the jay walkers, who stared at him fearfully. He then looked towards were Marik had pointed to, only to see him talking to a young girl.
"Kira, I didn't know you'd be here." Marik exclaimed, walking up to her and giving her a big hug. Kira made some sort of noise between a 'eep' and a 'oh shit'. Marik let go of her and gave her a questioning look. Kira blushed.
"Uhh, Marik! How nice to see you.here." She said, uncomfortable now that an almost exact replica of Marik was standing right beside him. Marik looked to his right to see Malik, looking Kira up and down with an approving look.
"Whose this?" he asked, still checking her out. Marik swatted him across the head and earned a giggle from Kira. Marik looked back at her a gave her a sheepish smile.
"This is Malik, my yami! He's kind of out of it though, so don't mind him." Marik added, winking. Kira covered her mouth to hold in some laughter and Malik glared at his hikari. Marik winced as Malik hit him over the head swiftly. Kira decided to speak up.
"So, I guess you're out of the hospital then." Kira said, trying to engage the two boys in a conversation. Malik laughed.
"Gee, is it that obvious?" he asked Kira, raising a brow. Kira glared at him along with Marik. The tension was building up between the three teens, so Marik decided to break it.
"Why don't we get lunch?" he asked, looking from Kira to Malik, who were busy throwing insults at each other. Kira then turned sharply over to Marik. She glared at him, not really meaning to though.
"Ok, lets go have lunch, now." She snapped, marching towards Maliks corvette. Malik squeaked and ran up in front of Kira. He stood in the way of Kira, who was trying to open the door.
"You can't do that." He said panicky. Marik walked up behind Kira, putting his hands o her shoulders. Kira looked behind her to see who it was, and looked back when she found out.
"And why can't I?" she asked, putting her hands on her hips. Malik tried to think of a possible excuse for not wanting Kira in his beloved car, but Marik cut in.
"Come on Malik, she won't do anything to your baby, now lets go I'm starving." He ordered. Malik sighed in defeat as he slid over the hood of the car, flipped off and jumped into the driver seat. Kira sat down in the middle seat of the back, resting her arms on the seats in front of her.
"So Malik, you drive much?" she joked, mainly poking fun at the way Malik got into the car.
"You know me too well." He retorted, roaring the engine as he pulled out of the current position. Marik sighed.
"Come on you guys, get along will ya?" he begged. Kira just rolled her eyes as they sped off down the road. It was getting pretty quiet in the car as they drove. Not passing any restaurants at all. Slowly, Malik was getting sick of the silence.
"So Kira. How do you know Marik?" he asked, casually leaning back further in the seat, looking at Kira in the rear view mirror.
"You don't know him in 'that' way do you?" he asked again, chuckling at his own joke. Score one for team Malik. Marik roared up and slapped Malik behind the head. Malik glared daggers at him, but continued to drive never the less.
"Malik!" Kira snapped. Such a thing to say! She sat back in the seat, wishing she had just ignored Marik when he came up to talk to her.
"So you guys going out?" Malik asked once more. Kira fumed, but Marik answered this one. He looked back at Kira, almost looking hopeful.
"Not yet." He said. Kira smiled at his charming face. Her mood suddenly lifted as they entered an area of Domino famous for it's good restaurants. Malik and Marik had a pretty big fight of which restaurant they wanted to go to, when Kira spoke up.
"How about I choose, and y'all just live with it, ok?" she said, directing her finger from Malik to Marik. The two blondes sighed and followed Kira as she entered a Fondue restaurant.
***
"What the hell is this stuff anyways?" Malik asked, irritated after he burnt his hand in the hot cheese oil for the fifth time. Kira laughed as she dipped her raw meat in it, letting it rest there, Marik doing the same.
"You never heard of Fondue?" she asked, wondering why he wouldn't know such a famous American dish. Don't Americans know what Sushi is?
"He just came from Egypt Kira." Marik informed Kira. She nodded in comprehension as Malik muttered random threats under his breath about the 'god-damned-pot-of-really-shitting-hot-cheese'. Kira giggled and pulled her meat out of the pot, sucking the cheese off and nibbling at the meat. Marik couldn't help but drool at the sight. His dream came back full throttle.
"Ok. Well I'm done and I don't think Malik wants anymore." Kira noted as Malik was rubbing his hand, it was now swelled up due to the burns. Marik chuckled, but nodded as well. He had had enough of the so called 'Fondue'. Kira waved her hand for a waiter to come by and give them their bill.
"Yes Miss?" the waiter said, looking Kira up and down, obviously pleased with what he saw. Kira asked for the bill while Marik gritted his teeth and glared at the waiter. Malik noticed this, and decided to use it for future use. The waiter nodded and walked away, giving Kira a little wink.
"Why that bastard!" Marik shouted nearly loud enough for half the restaurant to hear. Kira looked at him menacingly and shushed him. Marik quieted down, but was still glaring daggers at that pathetic excuse for a waiter.
***
"Damn it. Why do restaurants have to be so dim, and then when you get outside it's like BLAM! Sunlight in your eyes, blinding you from the rest of the world!" Malik complained, as he drove down along the main street. Kira laughed at his foolish antics and Marik was rolling his eyes, wishing he didn't know this deranged yami. The three teens decided to have a little fun and go down to a nearby fair. Kira thought it would be fun to go on the Ferris Wheel, but Malik insisted that they didn't, obviously afraid of heights. The three teen decided to just roam around the play booths. Kira cooed constantly at the giant stuffed bears until finally Marik couldn't take it anymore. He went straight up to one of the booths, which turned out to be a shooting one, and shot the target bulls eye in the middle. The little siren went off.
"Ok buddy, I want that stuffed bear right there." Marik instructed to the director of the booth. Unfortunately, he shook his head.
"Orry' buddy. But you gunna have to shoot it tree times." The man said, his voice heavily laced with a thick accent. Marik cringed. He looked over to Kira, who was still eyeing the teddy bear.
"Listen, just give it to me, please?" Marik asked, totally refusing to head into begging antics, it just wasn't him. Kira laughed at Marik, still eyeing the teddy bear, she shoved Marik out of the way.
"Just let me do it." Kira said impatiently as she put her eye on the target and pulled the trigger. It was bulls eye again. Marik looked surprised at Kira.
"Dumb luck." He said, crossing his arms. Kira raised an eyebrow and just pointed the gun to the target.
"Wanna bet?" she asked, pulling the trigger. Once again, it hit the middle. The loud siren went off, and the man handed her a stuffed bear. It was fluffy, big and brown. Marik stuck his tongue out at Kira.
"Don't point that at me unless you insist I put it to work." Kira said, winking and rushing off into the direction of the cotton candy booth. Malik snickered at Marik, who glared threateningly at him. They soon caught up to Kira, who had a handful of cotton candy in her hand. She softly bit into it, the pure-sugar just simply dissolving on her tongue. Marik held back a moan.
"Uhh, I have to go to the washroom, be right back." He said, rushing off into the direction of the men's room. Kira looked confused, and tilted her head towards Malik.
"What was that all about?" she asked, taking another bite. Marik chuckled and shook his head lightly. Kira put her free hand on her hip, eyeing Malik. Malik confessed.
"Let's just say, your 'bothering' him." With that Malik broke into hysterics, leaving Kira there blushing away a storm.
TBC
Lola: HEHE! I love this chapter. I needed inspiration, so I got some from observing my school mates. They are so weird! Not like I'm one of them though. Lol.
Well, I hope y'all liked that chapter, and if you want more your going to have to review it for me, or I won't know if you liked it or not!! ^-^ Ciao!
"Malik keep your eyes on the road!" Marik screamed, clutching onto the seat for dear life. Malik snickered, and turned up the radio. It was a commercial. The two bleach blonde teens pedaled it down the main drag of Domino. Marik was now totally pumped up, and he forgot about the incident with his wrist. The two were looking for some place to eat, when Marik spotted something.
"Malik, pullover!" he shouted, waving his arm to the left. Malik did so, nearly hitting two jay walkers in the process.
"It's called a walking light people!" Malik yelled at the jay walkers, who stared at him fearfully. He then looked towards were Marik had pointed to, only to see him talking to a young girl.
"Kira, I didn't know you'd be here." Marik exclaimed, walking up to her and giving her a big hug. Kira made some sort of noise between a 'eep' and a 'oh shit'. Marik let go of her and gave her a questioning look. Kira blushed.
"Uhh, Marik! How nice to see you.here." She said, uncomfortable now that an almost exact replica of Marik was standing right beside him. Marik looked to his right to see Malik, looking Kira up and down with an approving look.
"Whose this?" he asked, still checking her out. Marik swatted him across the head and earned a giggle from Kira. Marik looked back at her a gave her a sheepish smile.
"This is Malik, my yami! He's kind of out of it though, so don't mind him." Marik added, winking. Kira covered her mouth to hold in some laughter and Malik glared at his hikari. Marik winced as Malik hit him over the head swiftly. Kira decided to speak up.
"So, I guess you're out of the hospital then." Kira said, trying to engage the two boys in a conversation. Malik laughed.
"Gee, is it that obvious?" he asked Kira, raising a brow. Kira glared at him along with Marik. The tension was building up between the three teens, so Marik decided to break it.
"Why don't we get lunch?" he asked, looking from Kira to Malik, who were busy throwing insults at each other. Kira then turned sharply over to Marik. She glared at him, not really meaning to though.
"Ok, lets go have lunch, now." She snapped, marching towards Maliks corvette. Malik squeaked and ran up in front of Kira. He stood in the way of Kira, who was trying to open the door.
"You can't do that." He said panicky. Marik walked up behind Kira, putting his hands o her shoulders. Kira looked behind her to see who it was, and looked back when she found out.
"And why can't I?" she asked, putting her hands on her hips. Malik tried to think of a possible excuse for not wanting Kira in his beloved car, but Marik cut in.
"Come on Malik, she won't do anything to your baby, now lets go I'm starving." He ordered. Malik sighed in defeat as he slid over the hood of the car, flipped off and jumped into the driver seat. Kira sat down in the middle seat of the back, resting her arms on the seats in front of her.
"So Malik, you drive much?" she joked, mainly poking fun at the way Malik got into the car.
"You know me too well." He retorted, roaring the engine as he pulled out of the current position. Marik sighed.
"Come on you guys, get along will ya?" he begged. Kira just rolled her eyes as they sped off down the road. It was getting pretty quiet in the car as they drove. Not passing any restaurants at all. Slowly, Malik was getting sick of the silence.
"So Kira. How do you know Marik?" he asked, casually leaning back further in the seat, looking at Kira in the rear view mirror.
"You don't know him in 'that' way do you?" he asked again, chuckling at his own joke. Score one for team Malik. Marik roared up and slapped Malik behind the head. Malik glared daggers at him, but continued to drive never the less.
"Malik!" Kira snapped. Such a thing to say! She sat back in the seat, wishing she had just ignored Marik when he came up to talk to her.
"So you guys going out?" Malik asked once more. Kira fumed, but Marik answered this one. He looked back at Kira, almost looking hopeful.
"Not yet." He said. Kira smiled at his charming face. Her mood suddenly lifted as they entered an area of Domino famous for it's good restaurants. Malik and Marik had a pretty big fight of which restaurant they wanted to go to, when Kira spoke up.
"How about I choose, and y'all just live with it, ok?" she said, directing her finger from Malik to Marik. The two blondes sighed and followed Kira as she entered a Fondue restaurant.
***
"What the hell is this stuff anyways?" Malik asked, irritated after he burnt his hand in the hot cheese oil for the fifth time. Kira laughed as she dipped her raw meat in it, letting it rest there, Marik doing the same.
"You never heard of Fondue?" she asked, wondering why he wouldn't know such a famous American dish. Don't Americans know what Sushi is?
"He just came from Egypt Kira." Marik informed Kira. She nodded in comprehension as Malik muttered random threats under his breath about the 'god-damned-pot-of-really-shitting-hot-cheese'. Kira giggled and pulled her meat out of the pot, sucking the cheese off and nibbling at the meat. Marik couldn't help but drool at the sight. His dream came back full throttle.
"Ok. Well I'm done and I don't think Malik wants anymore." Kira noted as Malik was rubbing his hand, it was now swelled up due to the burns. Marik chuckled, but nodded as well. He had had enough of the so called 'Fondue'. Kira waved her hand for a waiter to come by and give them their bill.
"Yes Miss?" the waiter said, looking Kira up and down, obviously pleased with what he saw. Kira asked for the bill while Marik gritted his teeth and glared at the waiter. Malik noticed this, and decided to use it for future use. The waiter nodded and walked away, giving Kira a little wink.
"Why that bastard!" Marik shouted nearly loud enough for half the restaurant to hear. Kira looked at him menacingly and shushed him. Marik quieted down, but was still glaring daggers at that pathetic excuse for a waiter.
***
"Damn it. Why do restaurants have to be so dim, and then when you get outside it's like BLAM! Sunlight in your eyes, blinding you from the rest of the world!" Malik complained, as he drove down along the main street. Kira laughed at his foolish antics and Marik was rolling his eyes, wishing he didn't know this deranged yami. The three teens decided to have a little fun and go down to a nearby fair. Kira thought it would be fun to go on the Ferris Wheel, but Malik insisted that they didn't, obviously afraid of heights. The three teen decided to just roam around the play booths. Kira cooed constantly at the giant stuffed bears until finally Marik couldn't take it anymore. He went straight up to one of the booths, which turned out to be a shooting one, and shot the target bulls eye in the middle. The little siren went off.
"Ok buddy, I want that stuffed bear right there." Marik instructed to the director of the booth. Unfortunately, he shook his head.
"Orry' buddy. But you gunna have to shoot it tree times." The man said, his voice heavily laced with a thick accent. Marik cringed. He looked over to Kira, who was still eyeing the teddy bear.
"Listen, just give it to me, please?" Marik asked, totally refusing to head into begging antics, it just wasn't him. Kira laughed at Marik, still eyeing the teddy bear, she shoved Marik out of the way.
"Just let me do it." Kira said impatiently as she put her eye on the target and pulled the trigger. It was bulls eye again. Marik looked surprised at Kira.
"Dumb luck." He said, crossing his arms. Kira raised an eyebrow and just pointed the gun to the target.
"Wanna bet?" she asked, pulling the trigger. Once again, it hit the middle. The loud siren went off, and the man handed her a stuffed bear. It was fluffy, big and brown. Marik stuck his tongue out at Kira.
"Don't point that at me unless you insist I put it to work." Kira said, winking and rushing off into the direction of the cotton candy booth. Malik snickered at Marik, who glared threateningly at him. They soon caught up to Kira, who had a handful of cotton candy in her hand. She softly bit into it, the pure-sugar just simply dissolving on her tongue. Marik held back a moan.
"Uhh, I have to go to the washroom, be right back." He said, rushing off into the direction of the men's room. Kira looked confused, and tilted her head towards Malik.
"What was that all about?" she asked, taking another bite. Marik chuckled and shook his head lightly. Kira put her free hand on her hip, eyeing Malik. Malik confessed.
"Let's just say, your 'bothering' him." With that Malik broke into hysterics, leaving Kira there blushing away a storm.
TBC
Lola: HEHE! I love this chapter. I needed inspiration, so I got some from observing my school mates. They are so weird! Not like I'm one of them though. Lol.
Well, I hope y'all liked that chapter, and if you want more your going to have to review it for me, or I won't know if you liked it or not!! ^-^ Ciao!