Title: Fix my broken wings

Summary: Malik has no friends, and is being plagued by Yami and his friends, though he doesn't know why. Out of no-where there comes a person that is nice towards him, but can he trust him?

Chapters: 3/12

Pairings: I'll tell you later^_^

Warnings: Slight name calling (I guess), mild cursing and Shounen-ai that may become Yaoi.

Disclaimer: Don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! Nor will I ever, so live with it^_~

Reviews: Dark Kaizer Ken-Wolf: Well, you certainly have one hell of an imagination^_^ all those couples. But no, it's not going to be a MalikxKaiba either. Really, I don't think that couple could ever work! But, since my computer is doing very weird flips and flops with my stories, reviews and extra chapters I'm not going to update more then this chapter tonight, even if I wrote more. And I know, I update fast^_^ But I just like the story so much!

Fix my broken wings

3. What beer can do to a person.

I sigh and let myself sink down in a chair and I pick up the phone. 'Yeah, Malik.'

'Hi Malik, it's Yugi.'

'Y-Yugi?' I almost choke on my own breath. Wasn't he supposed to stay away from me? What could he ever want! First he bugs me at school, then in front of that shop and now he bugs me on the phone! Won't he ever back off? 'Yeah! Surprised to hear me?' He asks me on that hyper kind of speaking of his. 'Hmpf.' I snort. 'Weren't you supposed to get on a leash and avoid me? Act like I'm the Plague and hate me like you did my darker side in Battle City?' Okay, I must admit that was a little harsh. But why can't the little shrimp just back off and leave me alone? Doesn't he understand I do not trust him and his friends? 'I-I... no! That's not what I'm supposed to do, and I certainly don't have to be kept on a leash. If someone would've been kept on a leash, it would've been you. You-you stupid bonehead. Can't even see when someone cares or tries to show you affection!'

'Show affection? Show affection! Is playing with me and confusing the hack out of me your way of showing affection? You stupid runt that calls himself a Hikari! Back off, all right? Don't call me ever again. Don't mess yourself into my things and stop playing those freakin' jokes with me. Stop acting like you actually give a damn!' I yell into the phone. I'm not a heated person; I don't get mad that fast, but really. Playing with someone's feelings goes too far. I sigh and shake my head when I hear Yugi speak again. 'Don't you realize, that maybe I do care!' Yugi yells at me. I look at the phone in astonishment. Do care? Nonsense! 'No! I don't. And haven't you seen that I do not trust you!' I yell back and after that I hang up the phone. 'Stupid Hikari.' I grumble.

It's 'round ten o'clock and I'm sitting in a club I don't know the name of. I'm sitting on a barstool with a beer in front of me and I'm looking around a bit. It is some sort of club where you find whores and stuff, you know the shit. People probably deal drugs in here and get laid every fifteen minutes by some sort of whore. I finish my beer and order another one.

Sometimes I also drink mixed drinks. I know, they're for women but they taste so incredibly sweet. I love sweetness though not much people think that of me.

I order another beer and boy, am I in a drinking mood today. I feel light buzz of the alcohol already and it makes my head ten times lighter and my problems suddenly seem thousand times less important. I make myself comfortable in my seat as I suddenly see double. Didn't expect that to happen so fast after I started drinking. Maybe it's the atmosphere around this club. If you stand in front of it, you feel drunk. When you sit inside of it you only have to breath in and you get high of all the drugs-smells hanging 'round here. If you sit and listen to the music, everything just works in faster then if would in any other club.

Suddenly I feel a hot breath hitting my ear. 'Hi there Hottie. It's only ten and you're already almost as tipsy as a monkey.' I look up and see a women standing behind me. She wears a mask of make-up and a wave of perfume surrounds her. She wears a thigh leather low-cut shirt and a pair of black leather pants with pumps underneath it all. It would've looked nice, if I were totally into girls. Unfortunately for her, I'm not. Luckily for her, I'm too wasted to even give a fucking damn right now.

'You must've had a tough day. I can make you feel better.' She whispers into my ear and I stand up. Somewhere my mind tells me I've already paid for the drinks and the girl takes my arm and drags me outside. When we arrive she crushes her mouth onto mine and I feel her groping my but. 'So Hottie. Wanna go at it?' She asks me in a husky voice. But still, getting laid right now, by her. A shiver crawls through my body and I push her away. 'No, not tonight.' I say.

Her expression falls and she stalks away, muttering something about damned blondes. I grin, shake my head and start to walk away.

Out of nowhere a sick feeling gushes over me. I seek for support and lean against the wall. I feel a headache coming up and now I regret drinking as much as I did.

By Ra, I feel tired. Way too tired. I slowly close my eyes and fall asleep, not knowing if the person that called: "Malik, are you all right?"; was really there.

With a groan I wake up. My head is aching like there are twelve dwarves digging for gold inside of it. I open my eyes and see a white ceiling. White? My ceiling is black, not white. 'Shit! Where am I?' I curse as I look towards my left. I tense up immediately, 'cause lying on my lift is a tri-colored pile of hair. And Ra, do I know whose hair that is!

TBC.

Author's note:

Yeah! Say hurray to my fastest upload ever! I love it! Hehe, no really, it's great. (Okay, I uploaded the last paragraph later 'cause I found out I forgot that one)

But no updates will come until my computer has calmed down and I see my reviews and all my chapters again on . That will possibly be in the morning. (For me. It's now 22.32 and I want to watch a show*_*) So I'll catch ya later. Don't forget to review^_ ~