Hey all you peoples of , I've finally updated my story! Sorry it took so long. It took me a while to decide how to get Bakura and Malik to end up like they did in chapter four. But now that I've figured it out, we can move on. So, I am proud to present, The Flashback (Part Two)!
(A/N: I'd like to continue to thank all of my great reviewers. I really appreciate it. All that I ask is that you continue reviewing, and feel free to give me any tips or suggestions. Just remember, no flames please! If you also give me suggestions for what my next fan fic should be, I might turn it into a fic and post it. Some types of fics I most likely will do in the future are YGO, LOTR, XME (X men: Evolution), Van Helsing, Harry Potter, and Inuyasha. Thank you! )
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The Flashback (Part Two)
"Well, it sounds like you guys had quite a time," Yugi said snickering.
"Oh that's just the half of it," Malik grumbled, his eyes narrowing.
"Indeed," Bakura smirked. "Just wait until you hear how good of a fisherman Malik is…"
(Resume flashback and me typing in italics…which I really don't like by the way…)
Bakura stopped climbing to watch. "I've got to see this," He thought to himself.
Malik stood as still as possible, his stick raised above his head with the point down.
After a few minutes of absolutely nothing of great importance, Malik suddenly whispered excitedly, "I see a fish! Bakura, I see a fish!"
"Well, don't just stand there," Bakura snapped. "Stab it!"
Following Bakura's command, Malik stabbed fiercely at the water.
"Hey, I think I stabbed it!" Malik screamed excitedly. "I stabbed it! I stabbed it! I stabbed…"His voice trailed off.
"What's wrong?" Bakura asked, confused.
"I don't think I stabbed the fish."
"What do you mean?" Bakura asked. "You were just screaming, "I stabbed it!" so why the sudden change?"
"Well, you see Bakura…," Malik began.
Bakura noticed something was wrong with his voice. It sounded as though he was forcing it to not crack.
"My mind told me I stabbed the fish, but my foot told me otherwise."
Malik pulled his foot out of the water and the stick came up with it. Sure enough, the stick was embedded in of Malik's shoe.
"Uh Malik," Bakura began.
"Yes?" Malik asked, his voice cracking slightly.
"I think you missed the fish."
"YA THINK!?" Malik screamed. He then began hopping up and down in pain while screaming, "MY FOOT! MY FOOT!"
Bakura simply watched Malik hopping around the pond, getting himself soaking wet.
"You do realize that you're drenching yourself, right?" Bakura called down to him.
"HELLO, I HAVE A STICK STUCK IN MY FOOT! OR MAYBE YOU FAILED TO NOTICE!!"
"Sheesh Malik, you don't need to shout," Bakura said as though things like this happened every day.
The expression on Malik's face was one of mixed fury and pain.
Finally starting to get tired of hopping around, and getting wet, Malik yanked the stick out of his foot.
Bakura flinched as Malik did so. Sighing, he waited for the scream that he knew was going to come. "Five, four, three, two, one…"
"AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
(Meanwhile, where ever the rest of the gang are)
"Did you hear something?" Marik asked.
"Yeah, I thought I heard you say, 'Did you hear something?' " Kaiba snapped. "Of course it was difficult to tell when Yami's singing, well, TRYING to sing, 'I'm Henry the VII I am' in a rap rhythm."
"I'm Henry the VII I am!" Yami rapped loudly.
(Cut back to Malik and Bakura)
"THAT HURT LIKE HELL!" Malik screamed bending down to look at his foot.
"Oooh, is there blood?" Bakura asked excitedly, leaning down from the tree to see if he could find any red on Malik's shoe.
Of course, in his excitement, he leaned a little too far over and fell out of the tree with a crash for about the hundredth time.
"Bakura," Malik walked up to him. "You fell out of the tree…again."
Bakura glared up at the Egyptian. "Well, aren't you just so observant…hey, you weren't limping just now. What gives?"
Bakura glanced down at Malik's foot, which surprisingly showed no signs of bleeding. Now that he saw it closer, Bakura noticed that there wasn't even an indication that Malik's foot was even injured.
"I know," Malik said casually. "I just wanted to see if I could get you to fall out of the tree again. I was actually beginning to give up, and I almost just told you that nothing was wrong, but, hey! I guess patience really is the key to success!"
Bakura jumped up. "YOU MEAN THAT I JUST FELL ABOUT FIFTEEN FEET OUT OF A DAMN TREE, AND I DON'T GET TO SEE BLOOD!?"
"Yeah, that's just about it," Malik said smirking.
Bakura stood there and blinked for a moment.
Malik glanced at him, quirking an eyebrow.
Without warning, Bakura tackled Malik and began strangling him while screaming, "I HATE YOU, YOU STUPID EGYPTIAN!"
"You realize that you're an Egyptian too, right?" Malik choked out.
Bakura just started to strangle him harder. In a matter of minutes, Malik was unconscious.
"There," Bakura said, glancing at Malik. "Now maybe I can climb in peace."
Glaring up and down the tree, Bakura yet again began his climb.
(fifteen minutes later…)
"Oh my aching head, shoulders, knees, and toes," Malik groaned as he sat up. "What the hell happened?"
He glanced around, realizing in a matter of seconds what the situation was.
"OHH YEEEAAAAAAH, Yugi and those other jackasses disserted Bakura and me. Wait a minute…where's Bakura!?"
He glanced around. "Oh crap, he's loose!" Malik exclaimed after seeing that Bakura was no where to be found.
"I'm in the tree you moron!" Bakura's voice called down to him.
"OH MY RA!" Malik shrieked. "THE TREE ATE BAKURA!"
"What in the seven layers of Hell are you talking about?" Bakura yelled.
Malik ran up to the tree. "Bakura?"
"What now?"
Malik poked the tree trunk. "This is freaky."
"You baka, I'm up here!" Bakura threw another pinecone down on Malik's head.
"Huh?" Malik looked up.
Bakura slapped his forehead. "Malik's such a blonde," He thought to himself.
"What are you doing up there?" Malik asked.
"Oh yeah," Bakura muttered to himself. "Such a blonde."
He quickly refreshed Malik's memory.
"Oh," Malik nodded. "Yeah, now I remember."
Bakura mentally slapped himself. "Goody, so does that mean you're going to try and fish again?"
Malik nodded. "Of course I am, I'm still starving."
Malik walked over to the pond, picked up his 'lucky' fishing stick, and wadded into the water again.
Bakura sighed to himself, and continued climbing. At this point, he had almost reached the place where he had been when Malik tricked him into falling out of the tree.
"That trick won't work this time Malik," Bakura thought to himself. "I'm not falling out of this tree for anything."
Meanwhile, Malik had spotted a fish. An extremely big fish to be exact.
Malik took aim, and plunged the stick into the water. "I GOT HIM!"
Bakura glanced down and saw Malik screaming excitedly, "I did it! I did it! And I didn't stab my shoe! I DID IT!"
"Well, what do you know?" Bakura said, watching Malik. "He really did it."
Malik pulled the stick out of the water, and a fish came along with it. It was indeed a big fish, and Malik had apparently stabbed it through the tail.
"Uh Malik," Bakura began. "I think you should look at the fish a little more carefully."
Instead of looking at the fish, Malik looked up towards Bakura.
"What'd you s-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Malik screamed as he felt a strong pain in his leg.
He looked down to see what had happened, and noticed that the fish had bitten him, and the fish wasn't just a fish; it was a…
"PIRANHA!" Malik screamed, instantly dropping the stick. He took off running into the worst place he could have run: the center of the pond.
Bakura was staring wide eyed at Malik. "Oh ra…" He watched as Malik continued to scream and run.
The piranha that had been on the stick had wiggled free, and had apparently rounded up an army school of piranhas. All at once they attacked Malik, who shrieked, and fell over into the pond.
"Malik, are you okay!?" Bakura called down to him.
Malik was splashing wildly. After a few moments, he came up from underwater, and ran as fast as he could to shore.
Bakura could only blink at him once he came on shore.
The entire bottom of Malik's shirt was gone; his black pants were now cut into ribbon like sections from his knees down, and he had a fish stuck in his hair.
"Did you find them yet?" Malik gasped, praying that Bakura had.
"Uh…" Bakura began. He glanced around.
Suddenly, he spotted some movement over towards their left.
"Hey, I think I see them!"
Malik looked up hopefully. "Are you serious?"
Bakura squinted his eyes to get a better look. Sure enough, he could faintly make out a short person with spiky hair with a whole bunch of people.
"Hey, I see Yugi…and Joey…and the baka pharaoh…and Ryou!"
"Do you see Marik?" Malik asked.
"Yep," Bakura answered back. "I found them!"
He jumped up and down excitedly. Of course, he accidentally missed the branch, and came falling out of the tree. After hitting several branches, he hit the ground with a crash.
Malik ran up to him. "You okay?"
Bakura's tan pants had been turned into tan shorts and his shirt had several holes in it.
"Sure…" Bakura answered. "Now let's give those little SOBs a piece of our minds!"
Malik nodded. "My thoughts exactly."
They both walked further into the woods, cackling evilly.