"OH! OH! Can we go over here next!" a very happy/hyper Malik asked, pointing to a store.
"Why?" Marik asked.
"We have to show Manik the whole town!" Malik said, if a sort of 'Duh!' tone in his voice.
"That will take forever..." Marik groaned.
"Oh well," Manik and Malik said in unison. They ran off towards the store, leaving Marik by himself...Again.
"Curse that stupid Manik!" Marik said. 'I wanna go home,' he thought. Then, he realized that he didn't have the Rod with him. 'OH CRAP! I brought it out here!' Marik thought, fretting around and searching for his lost item. Then, after he couldn't find it, he started cussing in English and Egyptain, really loud. Loud enough that people started staring at him. The same mother that wacked Manik early came over and smacked Marik with her purse.
"OW! What do you carry in that! Bricks!" Marik shouted, holding his head.
"No, just this long golden thingy I found," the mother said, pulling out the Rod.
"Hey, that's mine!" Marik said.
"Really? Well, it's mine now! It's so pretty..."
"Hey, watch this," Marik said. He pulled the Rod away from the mom and put it in dagger form. The mom screamed. "HAHA!" Then he ran down the street, laughing like the completeinsane maniache was! After awhile, though, he had to stop because he was tired.
"Shoot! I forgot about Malik!" Marik said. He then turned to go walked back to the store, but stopped. He looked down at the Rod and smiled. "I love you..." he said, petting it. He used it to control one of the random people in the store so he could hear what his hikari and yami were saying.
"...How did he get his hair up like that anyway?" Manik asked.
"I don't know...Wait! Your hair is like that too!" Malik said, eating what looked like candy. Manik smiled down on Malik, but then noticed something.
"Why is that guy over there staring at us?" Manik asked, pointing to Marik's mind controll guy.
"Why are you staring at us!" Malik screamed.
"Evil jerks!" Marik made the mind contorled guy say.
"Hey, it's Marik!" Malik said. "Hi!" He waved to the contorl guy. But Marik had already taken the control off.
"You freak," the guy said, kicking Malik.
"Ow ow ow ow owie!" Malik said, holding his leg were the guy kicked him.
"Hey! Get back here!" Manik shouted to the guy that was walking away. The guy flipped him off. Manik used all the cuss words in one sentence, and it acually made sense!
"We should go back now," Malik said. They both headed home. Once they got there, Marik wasn't there.
"Oh well," Malik said, shrugging. "He'll come home soon."
"Ah man! I don't like him!" Manik said, kicking the near by wall.
"Why not?" Malik asked.
"He doesn't like me, so why not?"
"Why doesn't he like you?"
"You ask a lot of questions, don't you?"
"I do?"
"...Yes. I think he doesn't like me is because I like you." Malik stood sort of stunned for about five seconds. "Well...Isn't that interesting," Malik said, kicking the ground lightly.
"You're interesting," Manik said. Malik blushed lightly a mummbled a 'Thanks'. 'If I can just get him away from Marik,' Manik thought. 'He'd be mine...All I need is a plan'
"So...What do you think about Marik? Like, what kind of guy do you think he is?" Manik asked.
"He's..Nice, occasonally..." Malik said. "And, he can be funny...Oh, and he likes to kill things."
"Kill things?" Manik said, finally getting an idea. "What makes you think he won't kill you if he goes crazy?" Malik gasped in shock.
"He'd never do that!" he said. "Plus, he's already crazy! Why would you say that?"
"Just curious," Manik said, starting to play with Malik's hair. "Your hair is really soft..."
"Umm...Thanks?" Malik said, trying to fight the nervousness and blush. But, the redness over took his face and he blushed a dark red. Manik chuckled a little.
"And you look really cute when you blush," he purred, making Malik smile and blush more. Manik eyes blue eyes started down at Malik. Malik gazed his lavendar ones up. Their eyes locked. Manik tried to fight of a mischiefious grin. Without knowing it, Malik had gotten himself backed up against a wall. Manik put his hands on the wall on either side of Malik. Malik gave him a confused look.
"Something wrong?" Manik purred. Malik opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't say yes or no. Manik put his face down near Malik's so their eyes were level. Manik then let his grin spread across his face.
"Um..." Malik whispered, but he didn't sound like he was protesting.
"Yes?" Manik asked. But Malik never got to finish his question because Manik put their lips together. Malik was sort of shocked, but returned the kiss. Unfortunatly, Marik just decided to walk inside right then silently. He looked over to where his light and dark were at and his eyes got huge. Manik felt the disturbense in the atmosphere. He gazed his eyes over to Marik slightly, but didn't take his lips away from Malik. Manik smiled in his mind. 'I win,' he thought. Malik opened his eys and saw Marik. He pulled away.
"Oh..M-M-Marik," he stuttered, blushing all over again. Marik glared at Manik.
"Get away from him," Marik growled.
"Why?" Manik asked, smiling devlishly and putting his arm around Malik's waist. Malik squeaked slightly when Manik pulled him towards himself. Marik pulled out the Rod.
"Get away from him now!" Marik yelled. Manik nodded, but before walking away, he brushed his lips against Malik's again.
"Jealous, aren't we?" Manik asked as he walked past Marik. Marik gave him a glare that would have shattered a mirror. Even if Manik was a mirror of him, too bad he didn't shatter. Marik looked over at Malik, who had his face in his hands.
"I-I-I-I'm sorry," Malik murmured. "I...I don't know what came over me." Marik just shook his head and walked into his own, dark, room.
"Stupid idiot," he mummbled to himself. "I'm going to have to kill him for trying to pull something on Malik." Marik laughed a little. "If that's the way he wants to play, I accept his challenge."


Mana: Dun dun duuuuuunnn! (insert dramatic lighting and thunder)
Tyra: This is stupid...
Mana: SHUT UP!
Tyra: Whatever...
Mana: Grr...Please...Review...