Idril- Okay, I'm back! Miss me? Course you did! Cause I love chocolate, and yes yes yes, chocolate is good for bunnies! Bunnies are coming this Easter! Eastereastereaster... has passed…. TT Twitch it's the attack of the funny bunnies!
Malik- hmm. Chocolate bunnies are really good if you dip them in Dr. Pepper
Idril- Dr. Pepper… hmm… it would be funny if my doctor were named Pepper. "HI DOCTOR PEPPER! HOW WAS YOUR DAY?" or doctor thunder or Mr. Pibb or whatever…
Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh. I wish I did, but I don't… hmm… if I did… maybe I'd change it to... Malik-oh… haha... jk jk!
Malik POV"Aw, little Malik is still dreaming. I really should take advantage of this chance while he is still sleeping" sneered the voice of a possessed mutant centipede. Suddenly awakened by the strange occupant of MY room, I quickly rubbed my eyes. A bug in my room? No, it was only Marik. Ah well, I was close. Stumbling out of bed, I aimed a punch at my living alarm clock. He grabs my arm an inch away from his face. That guy's reflexes are fast. But not as fast as mine, as my other arm connects with his stomach. He hisses in pain and smirks at me behind his bangs. I ignore him and stumble into the bathroom. From the other side of the door, I can faintly hear Marik's conversation with his self as he plans to destroy my perfectly neat and tidy room. I will have to kill him later.
"Journal… year 1989… okay…" Marik reads aloud. "Dear Journal; Tomorrow will be my tomb keeper's initiation. I am-"
"WHAT THE- hey Malik, I found your diary! Ooh, I never knew you had one! What deep, dark secrets await me in your DI-A-RY?" screams Marik.
At this point, I am having difficulties controlling my anger. I rush out the door, still halfway dressed, and chase Marik around the room. Meanwhile, Marik is imitating the voice of a little girl and reading out of my journal from SIX YEARS AGO!
Isis POVI am jolted awake by the thudding from outside my room. I have been awakened from my beauty sleep. It is only 8:00. 8:00? Ack, ack ack ack ACK! Malik has to go to school! I bet that fool of a brother is still in his room snoring his butt off. So, I, being the sensible older sister I am, run into Malik's room without changing from my sleeping gown and without washing my face.
Bursting into the havoc-ridden room of my sweet, sweet brother Malik, I come across a surprising discovery. My brother's friend uh, Marik, is running around with a book of some sort while Malik, half dressed is chasing him, screaming like a possessed mutant centipede.
"MALIK WHAT ARE YOU DOING! IT IS TIME TO GO TO SCHOOL AND CHARLOTTE IS WAITING FOR YOU DOWNSTAIRS. HURRY UP AND GET YOUR SORRY SELF DOWN THERE!" I paused for breath "AND YOU TOO MARIK!" I finished glaring at the two insolent children. I GREATLY anticipate the day when they FINALLY grow up and move out of MY house that I bought with MY hard labor that I fix after every chaotic mishap with MY money.
Charlotte POVI hear Malik coming down the stairs now. He is so loud and obvious. I pity Isis because she always seems so calm, while having to live with that psycho brother of hers. I see Malik in all his girly glory, and his graceful sister. And, a second Malik? A second Malik that looked girlier and gayer than the first. I quickly turn back around because Malik isn't wearing a shirt. Slightly blushing, I focus on the food placed before me. Deciding that I couldn't eat, I silently walk out of the room and get ready to go to school. My hair covering my face as I pass Malik and his twin.
It's as if he's purposely trying to lose me. Malik walks too fast for me to catch up. In the class hallways, I scurry behind Malik as he practically runs to show me my classes. Mumbling, he points to my first period room. History. As Malik walks in, he glares at the teacher and announces for the whole world to hear,
"She's a new student. Name is Char-something." with that detailed introduction, he spun out of the room. The class stared silently as if inspecting me for any atomic weapons. If they searched, they wouldn't have found any, but even so, all those eyes made me completely nervous. The teacher coughed once and asked for my name. He was about forty and seemed smart and educated; I could actually learn thing from him, unlike my last teacher.
"My name is Charlotte Ling, and I'm pleased to be in your class Mister…"
"Smith" he replied kindly. I toned out the giggles behind me. He pointed out a seat next to a white haired boy who was intent on something below his desk. I nodded humbly and walked to my seat. Sitting down, I felt eyes staring and voices whispering. The white haired boy sunk even lower into his chair. He jerked his snow-white head around and though it lasted for not even a second, I could tell that the boy had looked into me. Involuntarily shivering, I caught a glimpse of him smirking. Of all the nerve, the idiot found his intimidation amusing. Shaking my head, I listened as the teacher began the day.
Bakura POV
The new girl beside me is pretty. Finally, a female in our idiotic class with no braces, glasses, freckles or those nasty bumps all over their heads. What were they called? Akme or something… But the girl, Charlotte, is pretty stunning. I suppose every girl you see is stunning when you're confined to some stupid classroom with miserable excuses for girls. All but Ellis, who is Malik's ex-girlfriend, she's attractive in her own way.
I fingered my knife as a stared at the face reflecting off of it. I tilted it so that it reflected Charlotte. She was intent on the fool who was still jabbering nonsense about a subject he hardly knew. The Romans. Bah, they were a mere anthill compared to the enormity of Ancient Egypt's splendor. Frowning as I watched Charlotte jotting down notes into her neat journal, the thought dawned to me that Charlotte might be the virgin living at Malik's house. Even though I highly doubt that Malik would be brave enough to do anything to a girl after Ellis hurt him, I was still skeptical. I looked up for the first time today to glare at the teacher. It was time to hurry up and leave. Catching my drift, the teacher stumbled through the rest of his speech and didn't have time to assign homework before the bell for second period rung.
Ditching second period, I ambled off to our "place". Malik, Kaiba and Marik were already there. Malik was standing in a corner looking completely pissed as Marik was obviously trying to "get some". Finally, Kaiba, getting sick of Marik, kicked him from behind rather hard. Marik, loosing his balance, fell on top of Malik. Malik growled and attempted to throw Marik off, but the gay dude wouldn't budge. I think Marik needs mental pills that'll change his twisted way of thinking. We all know Marik isn't capable of loving anyone. He only lusts after Malik and other random people he doesn't even know. Once he jumped on this poor unfortunate guy that was serving us at this one restaurant. Marik is really strange. Another thing is, is that we know nothing of him. He hasn't told us anything about his life outside of school. He doesn't seem to live anywhere and he seems to avoid most people except us unless they're people he thinks are attractive. It's as if he doesn't exist. He also manages to pop up randomly at people's houses. One time, I had just gotten out of the shower when I found him in my room sleeping on the floor. Enough about Marik though, I had to help Malik before he went totally berserk and started stabbing Marik with the pointy side of his Millennium Item.
Charlotte POV
Class goes by much quicker when there are no strange people staring at you and smirking at you. Math and Geometry go by rather quickly. Maybe it was because I was half an hour late looking for my classes without Malik's help. In Chemistry class, I find that my mind wanders to Malik. I've only met him for one day, but I can't believe I'm starting to feel attracted to him. I can't believe that my mind strays to him. Grasping the table, I hit my head against it quietly. How can I feel for a boy who is confused about his gender? How can I love a guy who loves other guys? The second time I thought about it, Malik didn't seem like a gay person anymore. He seemed… romantic?
"I heard she's living with Malik Ishtar!" whispered a girl behind me. I stared at my paper.
"I bet she's just another slut that would never love Malik as we do!"
I held my pencil in a grip that could have snapped it in half. Tears brimmed my eyes. How can they say such things about me? What did I do to them? I never liked Malik, well, I do sort of, but I'm not a slutty person. I felt something hit the back of my head. I turned around and picked up the fallen note. As I picked it up, another wad of paper hit my head. Whispers aroused in the classroom and slowly, people began to throw paper balls at me. The teacher, being the blind idiot she was, didn't see anything. I hate this school. Mumbling, I picked up my books as the bell rang for class to end. Only several more hours until school ends.
Normal POV
Charlotte scraped her feet against the sidewalk as she slowly ambled home. She had watched from a distance as Malik rode off on his motorcycle with his insane group of friends without even noticing her. As she stopped, she closed her eyes and thought of the past, when her family was still whole. When she didn't have to fear her abusive uncle.
Flashback
Charlotte, promise me you'll be a good girl and stay out of your uncle's way. Make sure you do nothing to offend him.
YOU'RE JUST AN IDIOTIC GIRL WHO CAN'T DO ANYTHING! YOU'RE WASTING MY TIME! NOW GET BACK TO WORK BEFORE I-
Your uncle has been put into custody. He'll be released in a couple of months. During that time, your mother has left us a letter informing us, where she has planned for you to stay…
I'll get you back. You can't run away from me. I am your uncle, without me, you'd be living on the street. You lucky b-
Suddenly she was shoved against the brick wall. Pain shot through her as she gritted her teeth to keep from wincing. Rocks began to pelt her and she felt her hair being pulled at. Shutting her eyes, she sank to the bottom of the wall and covered her head. All the while, screaming for help. Rocks bruised her skin as she cried for help. Raising her eyes, she saw the face of a girl with black-blue eyes that stabbed her with hatred that was immeasurable. She looked like a beautiful model student until you saw her eyes and really looked into them. They could plague you with nightmares for weeks. Suddenly, a large rock hit her unprotected head and Charlotte's world went black.
Kaiba's POVI was staring out of the limo when I saw Ellis picking on her new victim. Sighing with annoyance. I told the driver to stop and walk out to check the damage. One time, Ellis had decided to attack Malik for no reason, just because she had remembered what he said to her once, before they were dating. Malik was unguarded because he had decided to walk home since it was raining. His Millennium Rod was being "borrowed" by Bakura, and his usual knife, he wouldn't use on his ex-girlfriend. She had cut his wrists, slashed his clothes and hit him. He was standing there, in his own blood, with his head bowed when I had come to rescue him. Unlike Malik, I am unafraid to hurt the demon-lady and she knows that. Though Malik denied it, I know in his heart, he still loves Ellis. He would never hurt her and she knows because she heartlessly takes advantage of it. As I walk out, I hear a shrill scream of agony.
Lala. Review, now! Haha. Jk, but at least read my story and tell me that you did… k, sorri for the lonng tim that I didn't update cause SOMEONE didn't tell me she changed our e-mail address/password…
Hmmm…Larien!
