Innocence?

Mystical Knight Dragon: Yeah! Another chapter for you! I have no idea how many are going to be left, but I'm having a lot of fun doing this! Plus, I get to kill someone---again! ...It's the same person, just a different point of view...

Marikay: Only one person reviewed, but that's OK! Because, either my computer is so slow that the reviews haven't loaded yet, or people didn't review. But it doesn't matter... This update came only two days after the previous one...

Indie: Extra special thanks to Bakuras-Hell!!!!!

Baku: *gives reviewer coconuts and pixy stix*

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Chapter 8: Following the Innocent

((Indie: Could you come up with a gayer title?

MKD: Shut up...))

~*~Marik's POV~*~

A loud noise jerked me out of a peaceful dream of killing Yami. I moaned. What the hell was happening...? I looked at the clock that said---

"Oh. My. Fucking. Ra."

"Isis!!!" I screamed from the couch (Malik didn't trust me in my soul room at night in case I took over his body and burned something...). "What in the name of Ra are you doing at six o'clock in the morning?! Some people are trying to sleep here!"

Isis walked in the room and glared at me. "*Someone* took a statue of Bat [1] that I needed to turn in to my boss today in order to get my raise! I can't go to work without it!"

I moaned. I wanted to go back to sleep. But the way she was looking at me, I knew I shouldn't even dare... "There were pigeons on the window sill. Bat has horns, so I chucked it at them. It actually speared them...and they tasted pretty good." Isis glared even harder and began to shake. "There's still some left in the fridge... You want some?"

/Three. Two./ Why was he counting...? /One./

((Marikay: BOOM!))

Isis practically exploded. "YOU SPEARED A PIGEON WITH AN EGYPTIAN ARTIFACT?!?!"

"Yeah..." I yawned. "Can I go back to sleep now?"

"THAT WAS THE ONLY WAY I COULD GET MY FUCKING BOSS TO GIVE ME A DAMN RAISE!!! YOU KILLED OUR LAST CHANCE OF MONEY!!! AND I DON'T SEE YOU TRYING TO HELP US RAISE MORE MONEY! PRETTY SOON WE'LL BE BROKE, AND IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!!!!"

A tapping came from the apartment above ours. "Shut up down there!" our neighbor yelled. "Some people are trying to sleep! And we don't care if you go broke because then you can get those psychos out of here and away from my cats!"

"I still have some of your cat in the freezer!" I yelled back up to her. "Do you want some? It was actually quite good!"

Isis glared at me. "You have five minute to find Bat, or I will literally skin you alive!"

"Fine," I mumbled and fell over off the couch. Malik laughed at me through the mind link, but I ignored him. All I wanted to do was go back to sleep.

I walked outside onto our balcony and looked down. I could just faintly see Bat's head poking through a bush below. I shivered. It was pretty fucking cold out here in my boxers. Ah well... I have to go get Bat...

I walked to the front door and started down the steps. Halfway down, I realized that I could have just taken the elevator. 'Shit. I'm so tired, I can't even think straight...'

After a while, I found myself outside, wondering which one was my apartment. I scanned the rows and thought I saw Isis walking around in the room. I looked down to see if there was a bush, and there wasn't one. 'Fuck! Where the hell is it?! They all look the same!'

I looked around again and saw Isis standing on the balcony, frowning down at me. How had I not seen her before...? I walked over to the bush below the window and shook it as hard as I could. A soft *thump* hit the ground. I looked, and there was a dead pigeon with Bat's foot rammed through its heart. My day felt like it was going to get even better.

I triumphantly brought Bat and the pigeon back to my room, only realizing that I had walked in to the wrong apartment. I quickly ran back out, only to find that I still had to climb three flights of stairs. 'The moment I get back, I'm going straight to sleep.' Unfortunately, things don't always work out the way you plan...

Once getting in to the correct apartment, I shoved Bat at Isis and flopped on the couch to fall back to sleep.

"Get up!"

"No..." I mumbled, and turned around on to my stomach.

"Now!" Isis flipped me off the couch and onto the floor. "First, get this pigeon out of Bat! Then, find its horn in one of those animals in the freezer!"

"I'll do it later," I muttered, about to fall asleep on the floor.

"No. NOW! I have to be at work at eight o'clock---AT THE LATEST! I was supposed to open today, but, since you broke the artifact, I had to call someone else! And what took you so long to get up here?!" She kept ranting and ranting and ranting until I had fallen asleep again. Not a very smart move...

"GET UP!!!" She kicked me as hard as she could with boots the size of...boots... Yeah... That was lame... But I'm too tired to think properly right now...

Anyway, I sat up. I think she broke one of my ribs...

"FIND ITS HORN!"

"Geez, woman," Malik said, walking into the room, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "I was trying to sleep."

I threw the pigeon on Bat's leg at him. "Here. Eat this. It's been dead for a while, so I don't know if you'll get salmonella or not."

He caught it and screamed. "This thing is crawling with ants!!!"

"What do you expect?" I asked, stumbling to the fridge and pulling out another pigeon to make my search of the horn. "It's been outside all night."

"That's disgusting," Isis grumbled and went to her room.

Malik dropped the pigeon in the sink in an attempt to wash off the ants, but gave up. "There's no way in hell I'd eat this." He walked over to the balcony and threw it as far as he could. There was a small whimper from a dog. "SORRY MRS. BROWN!!" he yelled. "I'M SURE YOUR DOG WILL BE FINE! IT ONLY GOT HIT WITH A PIGEON!"

"Found it!" I held up a bloody horn triumphantly. "Now I can go back to sleep!"

"I don't think so!" Isis came storming into the room and pointed at the bloody horn. "Wash it," she pointed at the rest of Bat, "and fix it."

"Shit, woman! That's going to take me all day!"

"It had better only take you an hour. It's six forty-five. It had better be done by seven thirty!"

I was so tired, I hardly heard what she said. But Malik did... "Er...Isis?" he asked timidly, not wanting to get killed by his rampaging sister. "That's forty-five minutes..."

"SO?!" I swear that Isis would explode any minute now...

I yawned and reached for the glue in the cabinet.

"It had better be PERFECT!" she screamed before retreating to her room again.

Shit.

Forty minutes and ten glue bottles later, Bat's horn was on its head, and no one could tell that it had ever been broken. I stuck my head on the table and began to fall asleep, only to wake up to a growling stomach. I sat up, grabbed the pigeon on the table, and started to walk towards the sink to fill up a pot of water.

CRUNCH!

Isis ran into the room. "Oh gods! Please don't tell me you broke Bat!"

I looked down underneath my foot and breathed. "I actually didn't break it!" Isis almost smiled. "I broke that gold replica of Babi that you had bought back in Egypt."

Isis began to shake. "YOU WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!" (R/A/N: That's almost as fun as ".,.,.,.,.,.,."!)

I calmly walked to the sink and filled a pot of water. "I broke Babi. Bat's fine. She's still on the table and looks as if she's never been broken *or* that she has pigeon guts on her."

I felt Isis's arm slowly circle around my neck and saw her hand slowly reach for the cutlery drawer.

Luckily, right at that moment, the phone rang.

"Get the phone, Malik!" Isis yelled.

"What?!" he snarled into the phone. There was a slight pause, then--- "How many times do I have to tell you---NEVER CALL MY SISTER AGAIN!!!"

Isis curiously walked over to Malik and attempted to jerk the phone from him. That let me run from the room and hide from the evil, rabid Isis.

"Oh. Moshi moshi, Yugi."

Yugi...? Why the hell was he calling...? And why the hell did Isis leave Anubis lying around on the floor...? She knows I despise him, for whenever I prayed to him to kill Pharaoh Yami, he never did anything...

"So...I heard you were turning sixteen today..."

I reached over from where I was sitting on the floor towards Anubis.

"You don't seem very happy," Malik told the phone. Then he looked over and saw what I was doing. "Wait. Hold on. MARIK!!! DON'T TOUCH THAT! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THAT COST?!?! ISIS WILL KICK YOUR SCRAWNY LITTLE ASS IF YOU BREAK THAT!"

Shit! Why did he have to yell that?!

Isis ran into the room and glared at me, while I just sat there and tried to look innocent.

Malik, thinking that I would be all right under Isis's glare, turned back to the phone. Unfortunately, my Rod was sitting on the floor right next to me, and I used it to control Isis and made her go back to her room.

"Heh... Sorry about that..." Wait... Malik was apologizing?! That was something you didn't see every day... "Now...why did you call me, of all people?" There was a slight pause as I began to reach back for Anubis then he said, "I can't help you because I have to go somewhere." Ha! Yeah Right! "But I'll send my yami over." WHAT?! "Gods, he's got to get out of this house before he breaks something else. A few minutes ago he broke a pure gold replica of Babi and made Isis so angry I swear she would have strangled him with her own bare hands."

Why the hell was he making *me* go anywhere?! I hated it when he just randomly signed me up for stuff! I looked over at Anubis and decided to take my anger out on him.

So, I'll send him over to your house...now?" He looked over at me and saw that I had unsheathed my Rod and had it poised above Anubis. "YAMI!!!! PUT THAT DOWN!!!" I stuck my tongue out at him, but he ignored me and went back to his conversation. "Or should he come over later?"

I abandoned my Rod and just snapped Anubis in half with my hands.

"Yeah. I could tell him, but I don't think he'll listen. He's already going to skin me alive since I'm making him go to the store with you."

Huh? Store? My eyes widened once I realized that I had to go shopping. SHIT!

"Malik!!!" I yelled. "I'm not going anywhere!" Too late. He had hung up the phone.

"I don't care what you say. You're leaving this house without any sharp, pointy objects, and are going to walk Yugi to the store while I go with Isis to the museum."

I laughed. "Do you really think that I'm going anywhere without my Rod? You have got to be joking!"

"That's how I told him you'd respond. Just don't kill him, alright?"

I rolled my eyes. "I'm after *Yami*, not *Yugi*! Even though they *are* the same person..." I fiddled with the Rod and appeared to be deep in thought...but I wasn't thinking at all. I was too tired to think.

Malik glared at me. /You're going to do what I say or I'll take the Rod away from you for three weeks!/

//Fine...but I'm still taking my Rod with me.//

Apparently, this surprised him more than it surprised me. We just stood there staring at each other until I asked when I had to leave.

"Now," was all he said. Then he turned around and went to his room.

I was about to walk outside when I realized that I was still in my boxers. I walked towards Malik's room to get some clothing when my hikari through some at me. //Arigatou.// Then I walked out the door to Yugi's house.

Ten minutes later found me standing outside his house ringing his doorbell. A group of nine-year-olds had just exited the Turtle Game shop, so I had had my fun of glaring at them as they passed. I entered the shop, and was greeted by a very pathetic "Good day to you, sir" by the old man behind the counter. Yugi was sweeping the floor and flinched a little when he saw that I had my Rod with me.

"Bye Grandpa," he said, almost a little too cheerfully for my liking. "Remind me to kill Yami when I get back!" I glared. *I* wanted to kill Yami!

We left the shop and walked a little while before he turned to me and said the strangest thing: "Er...Marik? Could you walk a couple of feet behind me? You're making me nervous..."

I resisted the urge to smile. I scared him, and that was a good thing... I stopped and waited for him to continue. I was ten yards behind him when he looked back. That's not what he had asked, but whatever...

Pretty soon, he had run into someone. "You baka!" I hissed at him, about to walk forward, when I realized who it was: Ryou.

I was too far behind them to hear what they were saying, but that didn't matter. I didn't care, anyway. I wanted to go home and sleep. I leaned up against the building next to me and waited for them to stop talking. Obviously, Ryou couldn't see me or else he'd probably ask Yugi what I was doing there. Then he would go into a shaking fit, which would make his yami come out of the Ring, which would give me someone to talk to. Then we could run around in circles and light random things on fire...or gut my neighbors...or shoot pigeons...or...

I looked up and saw that Ryou had a knife out. "What the hell?" Yugi had said something to him, and he began to shake rather violently. It wasn't good when Ryou was angry. He was like Isis: he just kind of exploded.

If I had been thinking correctly, I might have done something---key word might. I love the sight of blood, and with that knife out, I could feel that blood would be pouring.

I didn't see what Ryou had done, but I did suddenly see some sort of blade stick through the back of Yugi's neck. My eyes widened as the little one fell over. Ryou knelt beside him and whispered something into his ear. A blood bubble from Yugi's throat burst and splattered Ryou's face. He...he.Ryou...kill...HOLY MOTHER FUCKING RA!!!

Suddenly, Ryou went back to the innocent Ryou again. His eyes widened as he realized what he had done. He looked around him and saw that he was standing next to a dumpster. He winced. I remembered Bakura telling me something about Ryou not liking that particular dumpster...

Very carefully, Ryou picked up Yugi's body and placed it on the ground next to the box. He opened up the lid, threw Yugi in, and ran. There was blood on the sidewalk... That would take a lot of explaining to an innocent bystander. I looked around, and saw that the street was deserted. Perhaps, since no one was there, I could clean it up without being suspected... I almost laughed. Fat load of chance that would be.

The door to the building squeaked above me as it opened. A little man waddled out and saw the blood on the sidewalk. He walked over to his hose, turned it on, and washed off the concrete. Huh...that's weird... He's washing *blood* without suspecting anything... Holy shit! What if he saw...? He must have...for he began to wash the dumpster... I'd have to track down Ryou later and get him to confess to Yami what he did or else the Pharaoh would go on a killing spree and probably kill me first...

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Mystical Knight Dragon: And there's chapter eight for you! I was going to type a lot more, but I'm really tired, and I have some friends coming over in a few minutes.

Marikay: Friends? What friends?!

Baku: O_O You have friends?!

Mystical Knight Dragon: ...Shut up...

Indie: Please review! They're very much appreciated! Flames will...be used to burn the smell of death from the dumpster...

Marikay: Anyone who reviews gets...a pen that actually writes!

[1] Bat is the cow goddess of Upper Egypt