Authoress Notes: This chapter idea came from a review that I got. It got me thinking about the egos of these spirits. They are pretty damn big. ::laughs:: Well, this'll be fun! ::goes back to listening to 'Shuffle':: OH! QUICK THING!
For those of you who've seen teh commericals for thsi weekends episodes. You know how they talked about Yami using this special, unknown card during the duel with Pandora/Arcana? I KNOW WHAT IT IS! The card is....DARK MAGICIAN GIRL! I had downloaded the clip of DMG's first appareance and I recognized it as from the upcoming episodes!
Enjoy the fic!
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Dreams of Innocence
Chapter VIII: Ego of a Yami
A soft golden glow caught Anzu's eye. She noticed the Millennium Rod sticking out of Malik's sweatshirt pocket. It had glowed for a few moments and she noticed the hair poking out from beneath the driver's helmet sharpen. She gulped, wide-eyed.
{Oh shit.}
"Hello Anzu," spoke Marik cooly, his voice muffled. But she noticed the awful mischief in his eyes.
"Oh god, and I can't get off!" she gasped, looking around frantcially.
{Yami! Leave her be!} Malik slammed against the soul room door, trying to break free. {As much as I would enjoy you scaring her senseless, youi don't do that on a bike in the middle of the damn road!}
[Shut up Malik. You never let me out anymore!]
{With good reason you phsyco!}
[You're one to talk! Now shut the hell up.]
Anzu, while waiting in fear as marik and Malik argued with one another, noticed someone as they drove. Her eyes brightened for a moment, grinning. She waved energtically.
"Hey! Otogi!" she shouted, waving excitedly. The famliar black-haired creator looked to see Anzu pass by on a black motorbike, with what seemed to be Malik to him as the rider. Or was it his yami?
{What is Anzu doing with that guy?} he wondered as he watched them. Then, he noticed that the direction they were heading was to the Game Shop.
"PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!" Anzu practically begged. Marik grinned darkly.
{Hehe.}
[What?] snapped Mairk.
{I argued with you long enough. Look where we are.} Blinking Marik could see that the Game Shop was coming into view. But that wasn't what made hims top the vehicle, scowling. The Pharaoh was waiting outside the Game Shop, watching every car that passed by. When he saw Marik, his eyes narrowed.
[Damn you.] he growled at his light. Malik simply snickered. Marik knew not to argue with the Pharaoh. Battle City was still all too familiar to him, glaring at Yami with hatred. Stopping the bike in front of the shop, Anzu climbed off the bike, relieved. When she saw Yami, she smiled.
"Hi Yami! Where's Yuugi?"
"He's isnide," spoke the spirit cooly.
"Thanks!"
"Are you okay?" questioned Yami, indicating Marik with his eyes. Anzu nodded with a reassuring smile.
"He didn't have time to kill me with the bike," she said with a slight giggle. But Yami did not find this funny and glared at Marik, whose glare rivaled his. Sweatdropping slighty, Anzu quickly hurried into the Game Shop.
"Yami," spoke Mairk coldly.
"Marik," replied Yami with an equal mono-tone voice.
"I assure you the girl was not harmed, though it was tempting," he added with a twisted smirk.
"If you ever harm her Marik, you will answer to me," stated Yami harshly, holding the puzzle in his hand and the Sennen eye glowing on his forehead to emphasize his threat. The two spirits glared at each other, hatred flowing between the two. Then, with a grunt, Marik retreated to his soul room, letting Malik gain control. There was silence as Yami studied Malik for a moment.
"I made sure he didn't hurt her," spoke up Malik with a very small smile. Yami nodded, neither smiling nor frowning.
"Thank you," spoke Yami then.
"Well, bye," said Malik after another awkward pause. Turning the ignition, the Egyptian boy sped off, leaving behind the spirit watching him carefully. Then, turning, he went inside the Game Shop, closing the door behind him.
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I'll post the next chapter tomorrow. Nighty-night!~Ladysaturn aka Sanji