Chapter 16:
Burn by Usher was playing now. Tristan decided that fast pace music had been playing all night long and he wanted something a little slower to match his earlier statement, 'So, get on your feet, get on the floor and turn your friend into something more!' Everyone began to do some newer version of the Waltz as the music continued to play and the disco ball slowed it's turning.
Inside the back of the DJ's booth, it was all but romantic and the pills were taking their toll on Yami and Yugi's bodies, making them more consistent and delusional. In short, they were a handful to take care of.
"Yami, hold still! Ugh, what's the matter with you?" Marik wailed at the boy who was practically clawing his shirt off.
Malik squeaked, "You know what's wrong with them, Marik! This was your idea! Yugi, stop it!"
"My idea? It was Bakura's idea!"
Yugi tried to stand up but his legs gave way under him and he fell into a heap on the floorboards. Malik managed to pin him down, and he finally stopped squirming, but the millennium puzzle was pushing into his chest and he was screaming quietly. (If that even makes sense.)
Marik was trying to pull the puzzle off of Yami's neck, but somehow, the boy snaked himself through Marik's arms and there wasn't room enough for Marik to struggle with him, "Damn it, Yami, get off me!"
Yami grinned sleepily and pulled Marik's face an inch away from his, "Kiram… do you like pudding…?"
"SENORITA!" Yugi yelled as Malik tried to turn him over, Malik, scared at this sudden outburst, leaned back and his head bumped right into the back of Marik's.
"Ah! Malik, you hard-headed…! Jeez!" He held the back of his head when it stopped ringing. He felt something on his cheek and put his hand to it, turned out that it was only one of his contacts… "My contact! What the… Malik, look at me!"
"What?" He turned around, still fishing for Yugi in his pants.
"What color are my eyes?"
"They're both purple, just like they've always been…" Malik thought about this for a moment, "Wait! You're contacts are gone!"
"Well, duh!"
Meanwhile in the center of the dance floor, Ryou was looking around half-expectantly, though he remembered Marik and Malik telling him that they were going to take care of Yami and Yugi, he just realized that all the doors were locked.
"'Kura." Ryou pouted, "Just where exactly do people go when all the doors and windows are locked and they need to care for sick people?"
"Do I look like a nurse to you?" He groaned and dipped Ryou yet again, "How should I know?"
"Well, it's just that I want to know where Kiram and Kilam have taken Yami and Yugi…"
Bakura absentmindedly laughed and twirled his dance partner, "Heh heh, yeah, I'm sure that Mar…. Um, yeah, I mean… I'm sure they can handle it." He coughed to try and hide his verbal fumble but too bad for him, his hikari misses nothing.
"… What did you say, 'Kura?"
"N-Nothing, Ryou. Just dance, already…"
Ryou smiled and tugged on Bakura's shirt, "'Kura-Kat…? What is it you're hiding from me?"
Blush was now Bakura's biggest obstacle. That and the wide puppy-eyes that were starring at him, one of the few things an ex-thief could resist. "R-Ryou, it's nothing… I-I was just saying… Kiram and Kilam… they, uh, they…"
"Ooh, I knew it! There's some kind of secret about them, right?" Ryou took his yami by the hand and led him over to the side, by the knocked over punch table, "Now, tell me whatever you know!"
Back in the DJ's booth, Marik was wrestling with Yami and, for some odd reason, Yami took it as a real wrestling match and was trying to pin Marik down while Yugi counted to ten. Of course, in his woozy and dreamy state, Yami was easily countered.
"Damn it, Yami! Stop it, already!" Marik snarled, finally getting Yami down on his back. Although Yami seemed to be silent now, Marik could tell there was about to be another outburst and so, thinking quickly, he turned to his hikari, "Malik, we have to get these puzzles and leave!" He pulled the puzzle over Yami's head and switched the fake with the real one.
Malik gasped as Yugi slapped him with his hair, "I-I'm trying, but this kid won't be still! Ouch!"
Yugi ripped off his shirt and shouted out loud, "Free as the wind blows…!"
"Preach it, brother!" Yami giggled.
"Both of you just calm down!"
"Hey, hey." Called a voice from outside the curtains, it sounded an awful lot like Tristan, "Can you guys watch over the turntables? I gotta take a wiz."
Marik rolled his eyes, trying to help his hikari with Yugi and his 'free' state, "Yeah… sure, go take your wiz, we've got everything under control."
"Alright, later." Tristan hurried off the stand and hopped to the floor, walking towards the large crowds and soon disappearing. But what Tristan was unaware of was that the microphone he left on the table was on the edge and with one bump it would fall to the floor. He also, being a novice DJ, didn't put up random music to cover him while he was gone. The song soon came to it's end and there was no track scheduled next.
Inside the curtains, Yugi had climbed on top of Malik's head, he shouted out, "I'm gonna eat you!" And took a chomp out of Malik's forehead.
"AAHHH!" He screamed, scrambling away and knocked his head against the turntables outside. Unknown to everyone behind the red curtains, the microphone fell down and settled right against the curtain, the music stopped and everyone in the gymnasium looked around, questioning the absence of sound.
The microphone recorded and aired the sounds that were closest to it; the conversation behind the curtains being broadcasted throughout the room.
"Oh my gosh, he bit me! That little imp bit me!"
(bump) "Yami, will you just relax! And you, Mike Tyson, stop it with the biting!"
"I thought those pills were supposed to calm them down! (bump) How am I supposed to take Yugi if he won't hold still…!"
"Grab that! … Not that… that! Good, now just do it already!"
"Eek! A talking burrito!" (bump) (bump)
"Yugi, shut up! Wait, I have to take these off…"
(bump) "Why? His shirt's already off!"
"Well, if you hadn't noticed certain pieces of clothing get in the way!"
"… Kiram, do you… like whale blubber? I like enjoy it so… Very, very much."
"Good, now just put that over there! No, there!" (bump) "You idiot, do I have to do everything for you? Look, like this…!"
After hearing a lot of this, some of the teenagers got the wrong idea of what was going on and some were highly confused, not understanding it fully. Tristan had come back and was racing for the mic, he jumped on it and put his headphones back on, "Whoa, whoa… Okay, guys, sorry about that!" He sweatdropped as he looked at the moving curtain, "We're gonna try and keep it PG-13, okay? Heh heh!"
Over by the punch table, Bakura was sweating it out big time. Ryou had halfway listened to the conversation that just played and he was one of the people who were confused. He recognized Yami and Yugi's names, and Kiram's name.
"Tell me, tell me!" He begged his other half, "C'mon, I'll keep it a secret, 'Kura! What's going on?"
"No! I'm not saying anything, Ryou!"
Ryou began to pout, knowing he was going nowhere fast. He thought of something quickly though and smiled at Bakura, "Okay, if you don't want to tell me, I'm just going to have to force it out of you!" He started to furiously tickle Bakura under the arms and on his stomach, "Coochie coo!"
"AH! Ryou, pl-please! Ah ha ha ha ha!" Tears were almost streaming Bakura face as he tried to escape and beg for mercy, "Please! R-Ryou, I-I… I can't! STOP!"
"Not until you tell me! You know I could go on all night!"
"A-Alright…! I give, I give…" He panted and Ryou smiled, ceasing his tickle-attack on his other half, "Kiram and Kilam… They're really-"
"STOP RIGHT THERE!" The front door to the gymnasium busted wide open and all the teachers came storming in, causing a few dozen students to hide under the table like little kids. Tristan hurried to flick the switch to hide the disco ball, letting the florescent light come back as normal. One of the teacher-chaperones, Mr. Chapman, stepped forward and scowled at the teens.
"None of the faculty's cars are on fire! And we've been trying to enter the building for the past forty minutes! You, children, are in so much trouble…"
"YEAH!" Suddenly the red curtains from the back of the DJ's booth flew wide open and two boys popped out, grinning madly, with shiny golden pyramids hanging from their necks. When the room went quiet, Marik and Malik looked around. They didn't expect this at all. Remembering the loud music, the laughing and the dancing, the boys thought they could sneak out unnoticed, but they happened to be the center of attention at this moment.
"Guh…" They looked around, "H-Hi…"
Ryou squinted at them. At first, he thought they were Kiram and Kilam, because they were wearing the same clothes as the boys did, but upon further inspection… Malik's hair, Marik's eyes… the grins on their faces. Ryou didn't know why he hadn't seen it before. "Marik! Malik! What the…?"
Malik whipped his head around at Ryou, whose jaw was dangling, "Um… Hi, Ryou! What's up?"
"What are you doing here!"
"… Uh… Chillin?"
No sooner had he said that, did two small, spiky forms crawl from under their legs and out into the open. Yami's eyes were rolling around in his head and he looked like he'd spent an afternoon smoking his brain out. Yugi's shirt and chains were missing, a little blood on his chin. "People!" He called out.
All the teachers glared at the taller teens, "What happened to those two?"
Marik rubbed at the back of his neck, "Uh... Uh, we can explain."
"Yeah." Malik nodded, "We gave those two some white little pills that we got from Oracle T. She said that if we slipped them in their drinks, we could subdue them and get their stuff without and resistance. It was hard, but we managed."
"YOU IDIOT!"
"…I-I think I'm going to faint…" Ryou swooned and was caught by a laughing Bakura. His face was red from the surprised look on both his hikari and on everyone else in the room. Tristan recognized Marik and Malik, of course and strode up to them whilst they argued amongst each other.
"You totally gave our whole plan away!"
"Nuh-uh! You said that we were going to explain, Marik!"
"I was going to LIE, you idiot!"
"… Oh." Malik blinked, "Really?"
"Ugh!"
Tristan tapped Marik on the shoulder. He turned around and he snatched the real puzzle from around his neck, meanwhile, Joey had already taken the other puzzle from Malik and gave it back to Yugi, who was too delirious to put it on properly.
Mr. Chapman growled at Marik, "You hooligans! You're not Italian at all, are you? Do you even go to this school! Drugging students and stealing their property or doing whatever you were doing…! I'm going to have to expelled!"
"Aw, really…?" Malik pouted, "… That's too bad, I had a fieldtrip coming up in a month."
Yugi clawed his way back up to Malik's thigh, snuggling into the fabric of his pants, "… I'm sorry you have to go, Kilam… You were fun… and bubbly like bubble gum."
A Month Later…
It was a month later after the Friendship Dance and things were beginning to get back to normal. That night, the rest of the Dance was canceled and everyone was sent home early. The teachers did expel Marik and Malik and they said that they were lucky they didn't call the cops on them. But the blow softened when Marik and Malik shifted some of the blame to a certain toilet-mistress. When the staff heard about Oracle T giving away those kinds of pills, they came down pretty hard on her.
She was moved to a toilet in the basement of the school, condemned to the bowels of the building and never to see the light of a clean bathroom again. Actually, the Friendship Dance was expelled, itself, said to hold bad memories and holding the meaning of suggestiveness.
Yami and Yugi didn't get back to normal till the next morning. When they found out that it was really Marik and Malik they'd been so fond of and hanging around with, they all but blew up. Yami was furious with the pair and Yugi cried at the loss of a good friend; Kilam. They were also highly embarrassed that they didn't realize their punch had been spiked. It was a devastating thought… to think that if Marik and Malik weren't so dumb, they would've gotten away with it. Depressing. For the rest of the week, they stayed in bed and ate Velveeta right out of the box.
Eventually, Ryou, being the sweet, caring soul that he was, forgave Malik for his deception. But only when Malik made the apology first did Ryou cave.
Ring-Ring-Ring!
Ryou picked the telephone up and answered it cheerfully, "Hallo? This is Ryou speaking."
"… ahem… Um, Ryou?" Malik twirled the phone cord around his index finger, "Well… I-It's me, um, Malik…"
"… Oh."
"…"
"…"
"RYOU, I'M SO SORRY!" Malik wailed after a long silence and both hikaris burst into tears and yelled comforting words over the line. After they'd calmed down a bit, Malik invited Ryou out to the movies with him and Ryou happily accepted. From that moment on, between them, things were as they always had been.
When everything was over and done with, Marik and Malik got back to their normal selves and left school behind them. They did manage to keep the fake millennium puzzles, though. Malik really didn't care about them, but Marik wanted them as a sign of what almost was.
"Well, Malik…" Marik sighed, fingering the edges of his millennium rod, "Now that you've had a taste of Yami and Yugi's normal lives, aren't you glad you never had to go to school?"
Malik thought, then nodded carefully, "It was kind of strange. I'd never pictured school-life the way we experienced it. Toilet-mistresses, sleepovers, stealing and lies, drugs and Friendship Dances…? Is this what the school system is truly made of, Marik?"
He sighed, "… I imagine so, Malik, I imagine so…"
Her Sweetness: Thank you for everyone who supported me during this fic. I'm happy that I was able to finish it in the time period that I wanted. I've got the idea for my next fic, but it will take just a little while to write the first chapter since I have things to do.
But, I will take care of those things with great speed.
Thanks again and review for me.