Marik sighed as he entered the corner store. It had taken him an extra ten minutes to get here, as it was extra windy today, and the wind was against him the whole god damned way. He flattened his hair on the top of his head and looked around.

It was quiet inside. About three people stood around, looking quite bored. The shopkeeper was standing at the desk, reading a Jugs magazine.

Have some decency buddy. Marik thought, looking away and walking towards the milk section. He scanned through the cartons, looking for the one with the expiry date furthest away from the present date. The last time Marik had bought milk, he had forgotten to check the date and ended up buying some pretty shitty milk.

Walking over to the counter, Marik eyed the shopkeeper warily. After catching his eye, the shopkeeper took one long last look at his magazine before attending to the fidgeting teen. He lazily took the milk, scanned it and stared blankly at Marik.

"That will be 2.50 please." He said, not really sounding all into his work. Marik dug for the change, slapped it on the counter, grabbed his milk and walked out of the store. Happy to be away from the strange shopkeeper, Marik felt a little more at ease.

After putting the milk in a cold place, most likely the fridge, Marik lazed around, not really knowing what to do. He turned the tube on, nothing there. Scanned through his magazines and ate some toast. Still as bored as ever, he decided to take a short nap.

Only to be awoken three minutes later by the phone.

"Stupid phone ringing. Interrupting my power nap." Marik muttered angrily, blindly reaching over his head for the phone.

"Hello?"

"Marik.. it's me. Kira." Marik sat up in a flash. Hearing her voice for the first time in what felt like forever felt like a breath of fresh air.

"Kira?"

"Yes, Marik. It's me. I-I think I need your help." She said.. hesitating a little. Marik frowned. She sounded a little unsure of herself. Maybe phoning him was a mistake.

"What do you mean, Kira?" he asked, leaning into the phone as if he could reach her physically. He heard an exasperated sigh.

"The letters Marik.. they've gotten out of hand. I.. well.. this is going to sound really stupid and you may hang up on me because you think I've gone totally-"

"Kira.. slow down." Marik interrupted, putting his hand up as if he was calming her breathing.

"Sorry. It's just.. there was writing on my mirror. It said.. It's time." Kira confessed. Marik sat still, not speaking for a few fragments of time. He felt a horrible feeling in his stomach, as if he knew something awful was about to occur.

"Mari-"

"Stay where you are Kira. I'm coming to see you."

TBC

Oh my good god. That took me a loooong time and it isn't even very long! So I PROMISE you guys that the next update will be waay sooner and longer. Much better then this thing. Don't be too mad! R&R!