Chapter 2 Fighting already

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Grr! I had this chapter almost finished, but the next day when I came to work on it, my computer had deleted the whole thing! I almost cried, I was so upset. It was perfect! Curse you! You're a stupid, stupid computer!

Serenity crossed her arms at her chest and sighed as she watched Malik repeatedly thrash the poor, defenseless door. He would mutter a new curse word under his breath each time he hit it because truthfully, the door was winning this fight. He'd been trying to knock it down for over thirty minutes, and had succeeded in doing nothing but completely wearing himself out. Serenity just rolled her eyes. She had tried telling him many times that there was no way he would be able to break it down, but, being Malik Ishtar, he had refused to listen.

She put her hand over her mouth to keep from giggling as he groaned and continued assaulting the door, still having no luck. He tilted his head to the side and tried taking it on from a new angle, this time slamming his shoulder against it. Serenity tried to best to keep from chortling, but it was impossible. She finally burst out laughing, unable to control it.

"What, may I ask, is so funny?" He asked, leaning against the door and crossing his arms.

"It's . . . just . . . " she giggled. "You grimace each time you hit the door, and it just seems really funny that I've been trying to tell you for a long time now that it isn't going to work, but you just refuse to listen, when all you're really doing is just causing yourself more pain." She said, finally controlling her laughter. He glared at her for a second, then turned back around to the door. "It's not going to work . . . " she smiled at his back.

"You shut up!" He shouted over his shoulder and began slamming his shoulder against it. Serenity shook her head sadly and rubbed her hands together to warm them. He glanced at her, and she smiled innocently. After about ten minuets of thrashing, shouted and punched it as hard as he could..

"Oh yes, Malik. If you yell at it, it's sure to open." She said sarcastically.

"I said shut up!" He said, shaking the pain out of his lightly bleeding knuckles. "I need to think . . . " He wiped the specks of blood on his pants and slumped against the door in defeat. "All right, Ishizu won't come looking for me in this weather . . . I don't know why she sent me out with this blizzard coming. She's supposed to be really smart, but lately I've kind of been wondering . . . Well, what about your brother? Where is he?"

"He's at Mai's. The roads are closed. I suppose, though, when he calls and I'm not there, he'll try to walk here to make sure I didn't die or anything, but Mai's not stupid. She won't let him."

"Great . . . so there's pretty much no way we're going to get out of here . . . Well Wheeler," he kicked his legs out and put his hands behind his head. "I guess now we just wait for this storm to pass . . . damn, it's cold!"

Serenity herself was thinking the exact same thing, but she would've put it in different . . . less . . . vulgar words than he did. But still, he was right. It was cold, and there was no way for them to get warm. He was wearing a black leather jacket, but he was still shivering slightly, although he was trying his best not to show it. She wrapped her arms around herself and tried to get warm, but her efforts were in vain. She picked her jacket up. It was still damp, but she put it on anyway, shivering as the dank cloth touched her skin.

"Er . . . Malik?" She asked, once again wrapping her arms around herself. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"What are you doing here? I mean, it must have been extremely important if Ishizu had to send you half way across town with a blizzard coming."

He shrugged and jerked his head towards the groceries sitting in the corner. "Stocking up for the storm. What about you? Do you always break into other people's property?"

"This is my neighbor's warehouse. He stores wood here. I was just getting some for our fireplace."

"Ah...do you always steal things from your neighbors?"

"No! He lets me use it."

"Uh-hu, sure."

"Well, what about you? Do you always let your sister boss you around? I figured the great Malik Ishtar would bow down to no one, but it appears I was wrong."

"I was just doing what needed to be done! And at least my sister cares enough about our welfare to think of stocking up."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means that while you're here, practically freezing to death, your brother is at his girlfriend's house, comfy and warm and not caring about how you're doing." He sneered. Something flashed in Serenity's eyes that made him stop, though. Hurt? Anger? Maybe a mixture of both. She turned away and closed her eyes, unable to speak to him anymore. Tears of rage formed in her eyes. Who did he think he was? He didn't even know her or Joey. Well . . . he kind of did, but it wasn't like she'd ever really spoken to him. Usually, she avoided people like him.

Malik closed his eyes, satisfied that he had won. Little Serenity Wheeler didn't know who she was messing with when she had decided to pick a fight with him. A smile formed on his mouth. Despite the circumstances, he knew this was going to be cake. The Wheeler girl wouldn't dare challenge him again.

"...Malik?" her timid voice asked.

"Hm?" he opened one eye and looked at her. "What is it?"

"Uh . . . about how long do you think this storm's going to last?"

"Well, let's see . . . Ishizu told me it was supposed to be a huge storm. We really stocked up, as you can see." He said, nodding towards the groceries. "So . . . I'd say . . . at least six days."

He seemed unworried, but Serenity's heart practically stopped. "Six days?! Here? With you?! I...I think I'm going to be sick."

"Hey!" He looked at her. "It could be worse."

"No, it couldn't!" She wailed, putting her head in her hands. Malik stared at her as she sobbed.

"Stop crying!" He finally said after a few minutes. "It's giving me a headache."

She forced herself to stop, although it wasn't easy. Of all the people in the world for her to be trapped here with, why did it have to be Malik Ishtar? Were the fates playing some cruel joke on her?

Okay, that's chapter 2. What do you think? Should I continue this story? Yes? No? Maybe? Anyway, I hope you like it. Sorry it was so short. And don't worry things will heat up between them soon . . . maybe. It all depends on if you review or not.