Raventhedarkgoddess: This was suppossed to be a Thanksgiving present for you guys, but it didn't work out that way, so Happy Belated Thanksgiving.
Chapter Six: Rock-A-Bye Malik
Bakura cast his gaze to Tea, who was staring off into space with tears in her blue opticals, lost. I wish I could go over to her side...
So why don't you? Ryou's face remained perfectly normal, as if it was natural to talk to his alter-ego with a powerful sense of ESP. I know you like her... I won't tell anyone, but I still think you two would be really good together.
Why don't you get lost? Bakura shot back. Get out of my head: I'm sick of you. Bakura turned his back completely to the young boy, who shrugged both shoulders in a fashion indicating that he really didn't care much, and continued to stare at Tea, who was fingering her hair nervously and staring off into space.
I never knew everyone thought of me like that. I never knew I was so... I never realized... Tea wiped her tears furiously on the back of her hand, irriated with herself for sheading tears over Serenity. I thought she was my friend... I thought she was... I don't know what I think anymore... I hate thinking of the bad in people... Maybe that's what's wrong with me... Tea walked quietly into the shadows to be alone with her thoughts.
Mai looked up at Joey, her blonde hair tangled, her violet eyes rimmed with tears as she lay against Joey's chest. "You don't think the same way as your sister does... Do you?" Please don't think that way, Joey...
"Of course not," Joey said quickly, stroking her hair, trying his hardest to untangle the blonde waves. "You're nothing like she thinks. You're... my friend. I love you." What the heck did I say that for? He stared at her with quiet intensity. "Please, don't hate me for saying it..."
Her violet eyes lost part of the red rims as she stared back at him. "I love you too." She leaned back against him and the pair of them sat down on the long couch, their hands on each other's shoulders, leaning into the blue material covered in ancient coffee stains. Joey found himself fingering her hair, to which she did not object, and her other hand quietly found his. He smiled: His brown eyes lit up and she could not resist smiling back.
Sickening... "Get a room," Kaiba snapped bitterly at the newly-formed couple. He moved a black peice across the board toward Mokuba's king: They were back to the comforting rountine of chess. Love... So pointless...
"Come on, big brother, lighten up." Mokuba said, still whining slightly at the prospect of being called a whiner.
At that exact moment, Yugi staggered into the board, upsetting it, lost in his own private thoughts. "Watch what you're doing, you idiot."
Yugi walked away without answering. Maybe I don't deserve to win, and it's all Yami's victory that actually matters in the end... He sat down on the couch next to Joey and Mai before the computer screen, virtually lifeless.
Yami decided not to follow Yugi over to the screen. He watched Ryou and Marik walk off to another couch, only to be joined by Kaiba and Mokuba: Now only he, Tea, Bakura, and Ishizu stray from the screen as Yugi, Tristan, and Duke forced Mai and Joey to move over and permit them to sit down.
Bakura moved toward Tea in a single hesitent motion: He found that he could no longer await the confrontion. Ryou's words still rang in his head (If only he had known that Ryou was repeditvly thinking them, putting them there) and refused to leave him alone until he had at least spoken with Tea.
You'd better be happy, he hissed at Ryou mentally.
Ryou gave a slight half-turn in his seat and winked. Wish I had some popcorn to eat while I watch, he added as a half-witted thought.
Bakura felt his hands tightening into angry fists at Ryou's insolentness. "You little two-timing..."
"Me?" He found himself face-to-face with a shaking Tea. "Are you talking to me?"
"Yes...Er, no...No!" In the name of Ra... You're five thousand years old... Get a grip... Am I BLUSHING!
Is he blushing? "You probably don't want to talk to a goody-good anyway..." Tea turned away from him.
"Don't take what that brat said into regard. You're fine the way you are." Bakura was torn between feeling good about himself or
"Really?" Tea couldn't resist giving him a half-smile: He made her feel like everything, for once, would work itself out. "Thank you, Bakura." Before he knew what was happening, she had envoloped him in a hug, her arms stretched around his frame, a smile on her lips.
"Really. And it's nothing..." He could feel eyes in his back, could practicly feel Ryou's encoragement not to be the one to break away.
"CUTE!" Duke cat-called. Tristan let out a loud whistle of agreement. Bakura felt Tea drop her grip and the two of them quietly took a seat. Ishizu followed, and Yami made a move to sit by her. She smiled at him gratefully, but their words were quickly cut off by the sound of Malik's voice through the speakers.
"Maybe it's time you and your temper went to bed, Serenity," he mocked from his perch on the luggage stand, having gotten out of the way of her consistent assult, sticking out his tounge in an immature fashion. Serenity lept at him again (He still held her diary above his head) but missed, smacking her head violently.
"Maybe it's time you got down here so I can kick your ass," Serenity shot back, attempting to get ahold of his ankle and drag him to the ground. Everyone stared on, but no one exchanged remarks of sympathy or wit on Serenity's behalf as they had in the beginning.
Because now everyone knew she didn't deserve them.
"No, thank you, because not only would you fail to kick my ass, but you can't even get me on a decent level to do so. Leave now, Serenity. It's not like you can win anyway, and you're humilating yourself before your enemies now."
"I don't have any enemies, freak. Everyone likes me, and they don't like you!" Serenity felt herself dangerously close to tears: She hated the truth, and she hated hearing it from this cold boy even more. "And you're not sexy, I don't know what I was thinking! You're ugly, U-G-L-Y!"
"How immature can you get?" Bakura muttered darkly into Tea's shoulder. Tea didn't respond, but stroked his hair to calm him down, feeling hollow and empty herself. As trusting as you can get of other people, I guess.
Malik, instead of a protest, just gave a dark chuckle. "I don't know about good little girls, but even ugly people have their bedtime. I'm beyond beauty-sleep, but you seem to think you could use some." Leaving the diary where it sat, he came to the floor and removed a blanket from his bag. "So I'm going to sleep."
Serenity let out a loud snort. "Fine, do whatever you want. I've had it with your idioticness anyway." Pulling out her own faded pink blanket and settling down as far away from her enemy as she could get, Serenity stretched out and pretended to ignore Malik.
Just as her eyes became heavy, however, an idea came into her head.
"We should be going to bed soon," Duke said in an authoritve voice.
"Who died and made you King of the Airport?" Tristan muttered, although his sarcasum went unnoticed.
"No, they don't seem to realize it's only ten-thirty, let's just wait a while and make sure nothing else happens," Yami said cautiously. "I'm... worried about the current situation." Everyone turned to him and nodded, their agreement evident.
"Rock-A-Bye baby, on the tree top, when he falls down, I'll enjoy his long drop. And the further he goes, the faster he'll fall, and there will die Malik, cradle and all," Serenity sang quietly, which made Malik sit up and look at her with a vicious stare.
"Who asked you, anyway?" As he sat up, however, something fell on the floor between him and Serenity from his blanket.
"A teddy bear!" Serenity cried with a smirk, amazed that Malik had a bear, and took the fuzzy bear in her hands. "So THIS is what baby Malik is hiding..."
Raventhedarkgoddess: Sorry I haven't updated recently, we're picking our high school classesBig stress kind of thing, if you know what I mean. Anyway, I might not update until it's done, although I will be trying. Thanks for all the nice reviews, you guys have been great. And now, off to do my homework... ((Which I WAS hoping to procrastinate on...))