Her Sweetness: Um… hello. How's ya? Riku's Girl has informed me that maybe talking between chapters wouldn't be such a bad idea. So… um, here I am.

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Call On Me

Chapter 7:

It was around eight o' clock that night. The streets were glowing a passionate blue and flecks of silver and green were bouncing off of the pool's surface, their original source being the large, pale orb in the sky. The soft colors shown up into the face of an equally pale boy as he leaned over the water, regarding his yami as he did so.

"I sure hope Kiram and Kilam are okay. The Nurse said at the end of school, they were gone from their beds… I wanted to call them this evening, but I realized I don't have their number."

Bakura looked up from his papers that were scattered all over the lawn chair he was in, "Can't you just get it from the school's database?"

"Ooh, listen to you, 'Kura…" Ryou grinned, not even bothering to look at his other half, "Database is a pretty big word for your vocab. Been studying extra hard, have we?"

"Shut up. And I'm just saying… they'd have their phone number, wouldn't they?"

He ran his bare foot across the water then got up and headed for the screen door, "Normally, yeah. But when they registered, Kiram didn't put in their home number. Odd…" The door closed behind him after he'd gone inside.

Bakura stayed out and smirked to himself, '… Odd.'

The next day, Marik and Malik were drained. The night before, Marik was furious with Oracle T and her "damn prediction" as he called it. From the time they got home to the time they went to bed, Malik stayed out of his yami's way. He knew that it would not be wise to be in sight when Marik was throwing one of his extreme-tantrums. He decided to hide in the closet behind the large package of dog food. (No, they do not own a dog. Gleam from that whatever you may.)

When the next day dawned, Marik was totally drained from his night of pillaging and destruction. He actually ran out of things to break in the house and went outside to terrorize society. Not anything awful, mind you. Just your average teenage ways of releasing stress… Setting people on fire, dropping kittens off the top of the Kaiba Corp building, and waging war with the neighbors.

Naturally, anyone would be tired.

They were in Biology class, presently; barley being able to stand let alone dissect a frog. Their frog sat on its tray undisturbed, due to lack of interest. Any other day, Marik and Malik would be hacking away, eager to get at the froggy guts. But now it was simply uninteresting.

"Hey, err… Kiram," Malik used his yami's fake name because his friends were in earshot, "Why aren't we dissecting?"

"I have lost all will to go on, Kilam." He sighed, his face laying flat on the lab table, "That I don't know took all I had. I am an empty shell. Devoid of all thought and reason… Tis a sad, sad day."

"Aw, come on. You drama queen. And get your face off the table, you're squishing our frog."

Marik lifted is face and the dead frog was attached to his cheek. Before he could get it off, Ryou came over with his brightest smile on for the two, "Oh, hall- Oh my gosh! Eek!" He squealed when he noticed the juicy frog on Marik's face. "A frog is eating Kiram's face! Bakura, help me!"

Bakura noticed the distress in his hikari's voice from across the classroom. He sighed, knowing it would be something stupid, but still going over to see what was happening. When he arrived at Kiram and Kilam's lab table, he noticed his hikari screaming that something was eating Kiram's face.

Kiram looked unfazed.

"Ryou, maybe he's-"

"Ah! Ah! Bakura, you get that off him, now!" Ryou looked like he was going to begin crying any minute now. "Bakura! Oh, my gosh! He's gonna die! Die, I tell you!"

Marik looked at Bakura, "… I'm fine, you know."

He starred at Ryou in amusement, "I know, just give it another minute, I wanna see where this goes."

"Mrs. Beardbottom!" Ryou cried out from the top of another student's table, "Come quickly, our Italian transfer student is dying! Help him!" He then looked at his yami, "My irresponsible yami is doing nothing to help!"

Bakura shrugged.

Mrs. Beardbottom looked up from her computer and quickly ran over to the wall where a Fire Extinguisher was located. She broke the glass and waddled to the desk in a hurry. "Stand back, children! This Italian is infected!"

Marik and Malik looked at each other with a peculiar expression on their faces as the rest of the class backed up to give the teacher her space. Without warning, Mrs. Beardbottom shot Marik straight in the face. White, cold substance not only hitting Marik, but his hikari as well, who was standing a foot behind him.

When the smoke cleared, the class hovered over Marik, who was on his back with a white, cloudy face.

"Are you okay, Mr. Ashley?" Mrs. Beardbottom adjusted her glasses, "You gave us quite a scare… That frog almost infected your eye! You were nearly killed!"

Marik was helped up by his hikari and his Buddy. He wiped the fluffy stuff off his face with a low growl, "I'm… fine. It was just a frog. And a dead frog at that."

A random student nodded to him, "They say dead frogs are the most dangerous species."

"It was a frog!" Marik and Malik shouted, scaring the student and the rest of the class.

Mrs. Beardbottom went back to her desk, "I'm going to call the Janitor to clean up this mess. And I'm going to call the Principle. Kiram, do you need to go to the Clinic? Do you feel ill?"

"It… was… a… frog…!" He turned away from her before he could do anything he'd regret. When the episode was over, Ryou climbed down from on top of the table and put his hand on Marik's shoulder.

"It's okay…" He said with a large amount of sugar in his voice, "It's over now."

"Ryou, I… Ugh, never mind. I'm fine, okay?" Marik sighed, 'Why even bother…?'

"Well, good!" He removed his hand and tilted his head towards Bakura. "Actually, the reason I came over here was to invite the both of you to a small get together I'm hosting at our house on Saturday night. I was hoping you could come."

Malik smiled, delighted at the thought of going to a party, "What kind of party?"

"Oh, nothing special, I assure you. Just a small sleep over. To celebrate Memorial Day weekend."

He nudged Bakura; obviously there was something he was supposed to say at this moment. Bakura groaned and looked at his palm, "Yes… It would be nice if you would… ac-ac… Ryou, what's this word?"

Ryou sighed, frustrated, and leaned over. He whispered, audibly, "Accompany, 'Kura."

"Oh… um, if you would accompany us on a night of magic and pudding." Bakura looked confused, he turned to Ryou, "Pudding?"

"What? No, no! That says pleasure." He moaned, "A night of magic and pleasure!"

"Oh. Okay, yeah. Pleasure." Bakura looked tired.

Ryou sweatdropped and smiled back at Kiram and Kilam, "So… what do you say?"

Just as Malik was going to say something. Marik whispered through the side of his mouth, "Forget it, we're not going."

"Why not?"

"Because, I said so."

"I don't have to listen to you, you know!"

"But you do, anyway."

"…" Malik pouted and crossed his arms.

Ryou noticed this little argument and thought of something quickly, "Oh. And, just to let you know, Yami and Yugi will be attending." He winked, "Just to sweeten the pot."

Marik's head snapped back at Ryou, "Yami and Yugi are coming?"

He nodded.

"…We'll be there."

Ryou laughed, "Of course you will. Well, I'll just see you tomorrow night, then. C'mon, Bakura."

They walked off to their lab table across the classroom. Leaving Malik highly confused and Marik grinning, evilly.

It was 5:30pm on Saturday afternoon. Ryou had told Marik and Malik to be at his house by 6:00pm for "a night of magic and pudding". Oh, I'm sorry. I meant: "A night of magic and pleasure". Marik was packing his and Malik's stuff. Not a lot, just a night's worth. Malik was still confused as to why they were going when his yami had previously made his point that they weren't attending.

"Because." Marik said, holding up a black shirt with holes in it and then throwing it aside.

"Well, that doesn't answer my question. At first, you were all No, we can't go! Then, as soon as Ryou said Yami and Yugi's names and you couldn't have said yes fast enough." Malik was sitting on the side of the bed, twiddling his thumbs.

Marik turned and went into their dresser, "Oh, Ra, Malik! Don't you get it? This is our chance! This is our chance to get those puzzles. While they're sleeping."

"Ah… We're still doing that?"

He stopped what he was doing and whipped his head around, "… You're kidding."

"…?"

"Of course we're still doing that, you numbskull! I can't believe you! Why do you think we're still in that damn school? For an education? We're there to steal! Steal and maim!"

Malik looked saddened, "So… so, we're not going for a night of magic and pudding…?"

"No! No pudding for you!"

Her Sweetness: Um. Well, there it is. Um… review, please?

(I know, I'm not good at talking during fics, I'll get better! ;; Patience is appreciated!)

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