I Cry Tears Of Blood

Chapter 8: Murderer Revealed?

Marik walked to his locker with Ryou, laughing over Marik's jokes. Ryou had a pink blush plastered on his face due to the dirty nature of Marik's 'funnies.'

"Okay, okay! I got another one! Two scientists are conducting an experiment on the persuasive tactic to stop teens in a rehab center from doing drugs again. The first guy goes up to a blackboard and draws two circles, one big one small. He points to the big one, saying, "This is the size of your brain before smoking pot." He then points to the smaller one, "This is the size of your brain after smoking pot." A few guys vowed to never go near pot.

The second scientist-dude goes up and also draws two circles. He points to the small circle, first, "This is the size of your anus before going to jail ..."

Marik dissolved into a fit of giggles and Ryou turned red and tried to stifle his laughed, "Oh gods Marik ... you're a pervert!"

Marik grinned and was totally caught off guard by Tristan who spun him around and grabbed his hair, demanding, "How DARE you lay a hand on MY friend, bastard!"

Marik winced at the pain, "What the hell are you talking about!"

"You tried to kill Joey last night!"

"Why would I do that! You're crazy!"

"I KNOW you did it, man! Just come clean before I knock your teeth out!"

"I'm fucking telling you! I have no idea what you're talking about!"

Ryou frowned and put his hand on Tristan's where he held a fistful of Marik's hair, "Please let him go ... he's telling the truth. Last night Marik was playing Strip-Poker with Bakura and I was in my room reading and trying to ignore them. We didn't go out at all. Or I would've heard ..."

Tristan glared at Ryou and let go of Marik's hair. Marik rubbed his head and mouthed, 'Son-of-a-bitch.'

Ryou took Marik's hand and led him from Tristan, Te'a, and a very sad looking Yugi.

"Bastard! My head hurts like hell now! ARGH! Why the hell would I want to kill that dog! I give him ZERO importance dammit!"

Ryou nodded and patted his hand, "I know Marik ... its okay … Tristan is just unhappy ... but I do hope Joey will be okay ... and I do wonder who could've done this ..."

"Wonder what happened to him ..." Marik muttered bitterly.

"Something bad ... judging from the guys and the fact that he's not here."

It was a well known fact that Joey, though he claimed he hated school, never missed a day. He'd come with broken bones, bruised, limping, and sometimes bleeding, but he never missed a day…

Marik sighed, "It doesn't give him the right ... to accuse me like that ..."

Ryou stroked Marik's hair, "Forget him ... we've got more important things to worry about ..."

Marik looked at Ryou and cupped his chin, tilting it up, "Like ...?"

Ryou smiled at Marik, "We've got exactly two minutes, thirty-five seconds before the late bell rings."

Marik groaned, "Crap! Grab your books and we'll hightail it! We just might make it in time!"

As they entered their Math class (after noticing the teacher wasn't there yet), they were met by stares, glares, and looks of shock and/or fear. Marik frowned but he knew word had spread of his "attack" on Joey.

Ryou and Marik looked for a seat, there were only two unoccupied, and they were away from each other. One next to Tristan, and one next to Te'a.

Marik sighed angrily, "Ryou, you sit next to the bulldog ... I'll be forced to sit next to the Fairy Princess of Doom."

Ryou giggled but gave Marik's hand a squeeze and went to sit down.

Te'a was quite nervous when Marik sunk into the chair next to her. She tensed as Marik turned to glare at her, "WHAT bitch!"

Te'a 'humphed' and looked away. But soon her eyes turned to him. She whispered, "WHY did you try to kill Joey! What has he ever done to you!"

Marik ignored him.

"Just come clean, Marik! We all know you're the murderer! You have every reason!"

Marik turned to her again, "Listen! I didn't kill anybody! And I THINK I would've known if I had!"

Te'a shook her head, "Not if HE had taken over ..."

Marik tensed suddenly. His head suddenly felt as if it had split open. He cried out and felt everyone's eyes on him. Angrily he demanded in a voice not his own, "What the FUCK are you looking at! Turn away of I swear I'll rip you all apart with my bare hands!"

Ryou was next to him in a second, "Marik ... "

The pale-haired boy took Marik's hands in his own, "Marik ...?"

Marik blinked rapidly and frowned, "What the hell happened ...?"

Ryou looked concerned, "You don't remember ...? You just blew up at the class ..."

Marik wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I ... I can't recall anything after this BITCH started pissing me off ..."

Everyone looked at one another, whispering, mumbling, and coming to conclusions ...

They jumped when the teacher walked in, happy and smiling, "Hello class. Today we will- hey, now. Why do you look so afraid? Math isn't that scary!"

And the teacher laughed, unknowing that the class nervously laughed along, but inside feared Marik ... and knew who the murderer was ...

A/N: Nope. The story is far from over. Think you know who the killer is ...? MUAHAHAHAHA! Cliffie! Review plz! Ja ne!