motRINsaltshaker: Waaaaah. I keep forgetting to sleep! The cows stole my bed. So, don't throw rocks at me if this is just...well...weird.
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"C'mon, let's go to the theater now." Anzu replied, looking at her watch. Yami peered over her shoulder, furrowing his brow.
"But we have a half-an-hour before it starts..." He replied.
"Do you really want to wander around the mall with a hyper Rin?" Inquired Malik and Yami blushed with embarrassment. No, that was certainly the last thing he wished to do. Who knew what the small short Motrin bottle could do in that time period. For Ra's sake, the world could be over. Yami suddenly laughed aloud to himself. He could imagine how Rin would act if someone was trying to take over the world. She's probably scare them so badly that they would--
"See! I'm not the only one who laughs at the voice inside my head! YAMI! You're my twin! We laugh at the voice!" Rin cried. "Sisters for life!" Bakura and Malik snickered as Yami looked bewildered.
"Er, indeed small one." Yami offered.
"I AM the other white meat!" Rin declared. They stared at her confused. Scowling, she said, "My American friends would get it.--NO! BAKURA'S THE OTHER WHITE MEAT! Look at his fine white ass." This seemed to tick him off greatly.
"Watch your tongue or I shall cut it off," he threatened darkly. Rin squeaked and cowered beside Malik. She remained silent as she followed Anzu to a very, very old looking woman who was hunched over slightly. She had very large and thick glasses that made her watery blue eyes three times bigger. Fearfully, Rin hide behind Malik. Malik tried keeping a straight face and Bakura began to plot to scare Rin.
"Uh...excuse me, we are going to see The Ring," Anzu said politely to the woman. The old woman's head jerked over to her and her horrid eyes blinked a few times.
"Eh?" She shrieked. Anzu winced.
"T-The Ring, we are going to see The Ring," She repeated.
"Eh!" The woman grunted.
"The movie The Ring! W-we wish to see it!" Anzu cried, holding up the four tickets. The woman gazed at the tickets in awe, blinking.
"Eeeehhhh?"
"THE RING YOU BLASTED WOMAN!" Bakura snapped, grabbing the tickets from Anzu and shoving them in the woman's face. She blinked, confused.
"Eh!" She seemed to get it and nodded. "Dow' stairs, number three." She tore the tickets and handed them back to Anzu. Rin clutched onto Malik's arm painfully.
"Hurry! She's going to kill me because I'm Jewish!" Rin hissed scuttling away fearfully. "I'M GOOOONNNNAAA DIIIIEEEE!" Rin was a very paranoid person, and at times thought people were out to get her because she was Jewish. She would be perfectly fine at times and then just totally freak out at random, totally convinced that the said person was out to kill her and would stop at nothing to do so.
Snickering Malik and Bakura strolled after her. Yami, glancing at the old woman, followed with Anzu who was shaking her head. Anzu knew of Rin's paranoid mind for one day at the supermarket she had suddenly started to get jumpy. She started to glance behind her shoulder at someone, fidgeting and muttering in English. Her eyes darting. She started ranting about how the said person was going to kill her all because she was Jewish. At first Anzu thought it was true and panicked. Later she found that it wasn't true, and that Rin was just insane. Insane, insane, girl.
"HURRY! She's coming! SHE'S COMING WITH AN AXE! OH HADES HELP ME. ZEUS! ZEUS I'M SORRY I CALLED YOU A PIMP! HELP ME! STRIKE HER DEAD WITH A--"
"Rin! Relax, she isn't going to hurt you! She can barely even walk!" Anzu snapped, glancing behind her at the shaking old woman who was delusional. Rin snorted.
"Maybe her body can't but her soul can! Her soul, her soul! Can you not see? Are you--I WILL NOT DIE TODAY YOU MURDEROUS WENTCH!" Rin cried, shaking a fist at the old woman. The woman seemingly glanced at her and Rin hide in front of Malik so she couldn't see her. "She's going to kill me,"
"Don't be foolish, Rin." Anzu replied briskly, ushering everyone down the creaking old steps. Bakura was glancing back the woman, wondering how Rin saw a murderer.
"Fancy her, Bakura? I'm sure you could get a date." Malik mocked, smirking some. Bakura glared darkly and punched Malik on the arm. Anzu rolled her eyes at their childish behavior. Rin stared bewildered at Bakura, wondering how on earth he could love her assassin.
"What? Oh bloody hell, I don't like that blasted woman," he snapped at Rin, looking harassed. Malik and Rin glanced at each other.
"Right...sure, okay 'Kura, whatever you say." Rin replied making a scowl form on his face. She leaned closer to Yami. "He's in denial..." Yami smiled when she said this.
"Don't call me that!" He snapped, getting irritated. Rin beamed at him, sticking out her tongue. Bakura made cutting motions with his fingers, like he was going to cut off her tongue. Eeping, Rin pulled her tongue back into her mouth. The last step creaked the loudest. Rin felt as if they had entered the lair of a vampire. The walls were a pale shade of red and the wall paper was pealing some. Old movie posters, which had colected dust over the years, hung crooked. The lights flickered and the floor boards creaked. There were a few long hallways with doors. So many doors!
"Dracula?" Rin called, looking around as if dazed. She followed Anzu to a red door that had a 'three' on it. She turned the knob and entered. The movie theater was mostly empty, filled with lovely red velvet seats. The lights in the theater were dimly lit and the screen flashed stilled advertisements. Music was playing in the background; ah Rin loved before-the-movie time. It was so fun! "Where are we sitting? In the front?"
"No. In the back..." Anzu said, making no room for argument. Scowling, Rin shoved a candy into her mouth. Bakura strolled down one of the rows near the back and sat down. Rin pranced after him, followed by Malik. Anzu let Yami go first and followed him. They passed down the three sodas for Rin, Malik and Bakura.
"I can't believe this isn't butter!" Rin shouted in surprise. The few people who were in the theater glanced over to her. Anzu's face turned red and she glanced down. Yami patted her on the shoulder, becoming Mr. Sympathetic.
"IDAHO! IDAHO!" Rin suddenly shrieked, Malik and Bakura glanced at her annoyed. "I-DA-HO."
"Shut up." Bakura hissed at Rin, but she simply tossed a candy at him. He threw it back, but it went over her head and hit Malik. Malik sent Bakura a glare.
"IDAHOO! IIIIDAHO!" She started to sing, making her four friends cringe at her horrid voice.
"Shut up. Shut up. Shut up." Bakura growled.
"IDAHO! IDAHO! IIIDAHOO!"
"SHUT UP!" Bakura barked. Rin was singing, Bakura was growling, Malik was snickering as he stole more candy, Anzu was highly embarrassed and Yami was slightly amused. Bakura began to swat at Rin.
"EEHEEHEHEHEEE! IDAHO!" Rin cried, covering her head with her arms. "SETO! MY LOVE! HE'S OUTSIDE SINGING KAREOKE!" Yami burst into laughter, imagining Seto with a karaoke machine. Bakura groaned and started banging his head against the back of the chair.
"Christine! SHUT UP. Just shut up!" Bakura hissed, seething in his chair. He became even more irritated when Malik was snickering at him.
"You sir, are you an ugly man?" Rin questioned to Bakura. Bakura turned his head toward her, looking murderous.
"What?" He glared at her, insulted.
"YES YOU ARE! You are VERY ugly." Rin cried happily as Bakura looked ready to kill her. Malik snorted, choking on a candy. "Here, hold this beer!" She shoved a piece of candy into his arms.
"This isn't bee--"
"Now you are beautiful! Hooray beer!" Rin cheered.
"Hooray beer!" Malik laughed, echoing her.
"...I'm going to kill you," Bakura said, despitefully.
"Say's the beautiful man,"
"How do you put up with this?" Bakura asked Malik coldly. Malik shrugged a shoulder, chewing the candy.
"Really it's nothing. Just don't think about anything and embrace the insanity...but you probably cannot do that anyway. Yami could, he was great at it." Malik said airily and Bakura, glaring, looked thoughtful for a moment. Malik rolled his eyes with an annoyed sigh. "It's really easy. Anyone could do it."
"Psh, as if 'Kura could be random and zany." Rin said, throwing a piece of candy into her mouth. Bakura glared at her.
"I have no need to lower myself in that way." He said hotly, sulking in his seat. Rin giggled, ruffling his hair. He glared and slapped her hand away. "Don't touch me." Rin rolled her eyes at him. He didn't have the guts to be insane! Psh, kitty-boy. Bakura haughtily glanced away, crossing his arms.
"It's not lowering you," Rin stated, huffing.
"Yes it is,"
"No it's not,"
"Yes, yes, it is."
"Nah-uh."
"Uh-huh."
"No."
"Yes."
"No, no, no!"
"Ifitlowersyourselfsaywhat!"
"...Wha--OH DAMN!" Rin pouted, feeling the burn of defeat as Bakura smirked smugly in all his gloating, foolish, glory. Malik, now hold the tub of popcorn, raised a brow. He wondered if Bakura knew he was being a total fool at the moment, arguing with a short person...what next? World peace, perhaps? Rin shoved her hands into her sweatshirt pocket, perching her feet on top of the seat in front of her. And...That's when she found it. The napkin of doom. She placed it on her face and blew, shooting the napkin upwards.
"...Did we not discuss how this would lower you?" Bakura questioned, annoyed with her actions. She shrugged, lunging after the napkin and falling in-between her seat and the seat in front of her. The napkin fluttered away and Rin tried to wiggle herself out of the uncomfortable position.
"Uh...I'm...kind of stuck..." Rin said, looking helpless. Malik and Bakura looked humored when she said this, laughing as she failed over and over to get out from her position. "Hey, c'mon, it's not funny I can't get out!" She cried, waving her arms around franticly.
Neither of the two boys bothered to help and laughed at her dismay. "I'm going to die here! YUGI--YAMI! SAVE ME! Yugioooooh." Rin began to ponder if she should shout out random Yugioh quotes and strike fear into the hearts of the heartless. She never got to ponder this thought more, for Yami had leaned over Malik to help pull her up.
"OW! You're killing me!" Rin whined, being tugged. Yami blushed and muttered he was sorry.
"I knew it! You're gay! This was all an excuse to get into my pants!" Malik cried, throwing popcorn at Yami.
"What?" Yami asked, forgetting all about Rin. He turned his wondrous eyes onto Malik, gazing into the boy's eyes lovingly. A small blush was spread across Yami's face as he half-laid on Malik's lap. Small hearts began to bounce around the two and Malik took Yami in his arms. They shared an intense, passionate kiss...well, actually, Yami just looked at Malik...but in Rin's mind they were having passionate sex. Gay Yugioh sex.
Rin stared at the two, giggling like a school girl with a large blush on her cheeks. Yami and Malik stared at her in horror. Anzu, blushing as well, grabbed Yami and pulled him up in his seat. He looked confused and scared, giving her a questioning stare. By this time, Rin had jumped up with a dazed look.
"Boy on boy action! Never before scenes of Yugioh HOT and SEXY yaoi." She squealed. Her new friends stared horrified, not sure what to say. Malik and Yami were red faced, Anzu was secretly laughingly and Bakura was doing the disco-dance. No, really, he was! The way he just sat there, blinking. It's OBVIOUS that he's doing the disco dance with his white afro and bell-bottoms doing groovy dance moves.
Malik scowled and threw the popcorn tub at her. Shrieking, Rin ducked and it went flying across the room, landing and spilling somewhere.
"There was a nicer way to respond to that," Rin cried.
"I thought you were stuck." Malik snapped darkly. This seemed to have just dawned to Rin, for she looked to be deep in thought. It was indeed true. She shrugged, sitting back down. The Gods probably freed her, she guessed. Or maybe it was the pull of Gay Porn that made her arise from the darkness. It didn't matter, back to pointlessly blowing the napkin in the air game.
"What are you doing, Rin-Chan?" Yami asked, glancing at her.
"She's being an idiot, Pharaoh, are you blind?" Bakura cut in but Yami was deaf to him. That's right 'Kura, you aren't sexy enough for the likes of the great and powerful Robot-Pharaoh of Yaoi.
"Playing 'Puffy-puffy-moo-moo.'" She replied. And why Yami suddenly became obsessed with it was beyond her. She wouldn't have ever guessed that such a mindless game would attract him. He turned his head to Anzu, staring deeply at her with pleading eyes. Taking her hands in his, he gently asked her:
"Can I have a napkin?"
Anzu sweat dropped. Well that was so romantic. She'd have to thank Rin later. She dug through her purse, retrieved one and handed it to Yami who looked as if Christmas came early. He snuggled into the seat, placing the napkin on his face and blowing air onto it. The napkin went flying--gracefully, mind you, upward. So perfectly and so much better than Rin's, that she stared in awe.
"Hey! YOU CHEATED SOMEHOW!" Rin accused, shaking a fist at him. She placed the napkin above her mouth, but before she could let her breath out Bakura snatched it from her, sending Yami a competitive look. "Hey! You thieving turtle!"
Within seconds, Yami and Bakura began dueling with...well, napkins. And they did it in such away one would think it was a battle over life and death. Amused, Malik and Rin watched while Anzu rolled her eyes.
"Ha! You call that a blow? My napkin out flew yours, Pharaoh." Bakura taunted, smirking as he blew his napkin up into the air once more. Yami scowled.
"You have no idea what I have in store, Bakura!" Yami shot back, blowing his up into the air as well. Rin then turned to Malik, snickering slightly.
"I wonder how Bakura learned how to blow so well..." And the two of them laughed to themselves, perverted and weird. Bakura sent Rin a glare which she returned with a thumb's up and a cheeky smile.
"If you think this is bad, you should see them at duel monsters..." Anzu said with a sigh. Malik snorted, stealing Rin's treasured candy. Rin didn't seem to notice as she glanced at Anzu. Yeah, Rin-Rin already knew of the way they were obsessed and crazed over the game...THE WORLD WOULD DIE WITHOUT IT. Gods, they should just get a gun and shoot the evil people trying to take over the world.
bad Guy: I'm taking over the world, but first I shall duel my way with a card game before I can complete my task! And amazingly, I'm going to try this while I'm in some town with a weird kid that so-happened to be a Pharaoh and now I want his necklace but I just can't STEAL it I need to win it.
Yugi: -Takes out a gun- Sorry, not today, bitch.
bad guy: HAHAHA. I cannot be defeated!
BANG. Thump.
THE END.
"Hmm? Yeah, we, as in us Americans, don't have dueling disks and such...I mean, hell, imagine if we did?" Rin said, imagining going to school and taking out her duel disk in the middle of the hall. IT'S TIME TO DUEL. And then telling her teacher she was late because she was saving the world from 'eternal darkness'. On that thought...the school would be on fire and so would everything else. Yeah, it'll be true chaos.
"Oh God, the world would be over and on fire! More than half my friends are taking-over-the-world psychos. And then with Duel monsters...imagine all the teachers dead and such? We'd all be dead, actually. And--OH GOD, Kim would be there laughing her brains out. I can hear her now, 'Kim? Kim is no longer here. I am a thief and stealer of pie. I have done many terrible things in my quest to possess all the manga books in the world'..." Rin trailed off, remembering Kim, her best friend, and all the zany things they did. One day, Kim had declared herself as Bakura as Rin said she was Malik, or Marik, or Merik--ERIK! Phhaaaaaaaantooooommmm...
"Oh Ra, there's more of you?" Malik asked with a groan, neither he or Anzu noticed Yami's and Bakura's shocked expression as Rin recited nearly the same line Bakura had said to Yami long ago.
"Your friends are evil?" Yami asked, forgetting all about his game with Bakura. Rin stared at him.
"Erm, no, just psycho. DON'T LOOK AT ME WITH YOUR JUDGING EYES! You never had the short end of the stick, mister." She glanced at Bakura who had a funny expression on his face. It was like...he was gawking...he had his head turned to the side, a bewildered expression plastered on his face--HE LOOKED SO DAMN CUTE! Squealing, Rin threw her arms around his neck, rubbing her cheek against his.
His skin was much colder than hers and so, so, smooth. Rin heard a low growl from his throat, which was just so adorably cute. Bakura had this certain smell to him, which Rin just couldn't place. It was like a vanilla-cinnamon smell... She was just so amazed how real he felt, it never ceased to amaze her how he and everyone just breathed on their own.
"Get off me, Christine!" Oh, thanks Bakura! Back to the insulting names! He pried her puny arms off him, glaring. He glanced away, crossing his arms with a harassed look on his face. Malik was smirking, his mind going through all the ways to blackmail Bakura. Rin glanced at him and then passed him to where Anzu and Yami used to be.
"Where'd they go?" Rin asked to Malik. He nodded to the front of the theater and Rin's mouth dropped. Anzu had said she didn't want to be in the front and there she was, with Yami, without Rin. Anzu left her. Anzu left her. She left, she left! Anzu betray Rin by just abandoning her. She couldn't believe it, what has she done to make Anzu hate her? Rin sniffled, feeling that familiar pang in her chest. That loneliness...the feeling of being unwanted.
"Are you crying?" Malik asked, sounding surprised. Rin jerked her head up to him, sniffling and rubbing her eyes.
"No." She said in a high-pitched voice. Malik looked uneasy. He really wasn't used to girls crying and had no idea how to comfort her. "Anzu hates me. Look, she abandoned me! And for what? For that mister let's go save the world? What, she thinks I'm weird or something? I get it! Fine! I'm a freak." She was over reacting over the whole thing. Malik and Bakura exchanged helpless glances as Rin sniffled.
"Forget about her, you have us now. After all, we are indeed the three flat chested chicks, destined to be together forever." Bakura said. Rin stopped her sniffling. Both she and Malik gazed at him. Did Bakura just say something random and insane? The poor boy was trying to keep a cold expression, but was failing miserably. His cheeks were pinkish color. He actually looked sort of drunk...
"Since when are you and I chicks!" Malik snapped feeling fed up. Since he came to the God forsaken mall he was accused of as being a girl. What was wrong with people? And now Bakura even considered it!
"What? We both have long hair, we're very...beautiful...and Christine has no boo--"
"Flat as a board," Rin sighed, looking down at herself.
"--Though, she could pass as a boy..." Bakura finished, shrugging. Rin stared at him, giving him a 'how'd you know I was a cross dresser' look. Malik scowled, crossing his arms. "Admit it, you think I'm sexy." This statement wouldn't have been that funny or surprising if anyone else said it, but it was Bakura who was uttering these words. And Malik blushed to this!
"You had candy, didn't you? DIDN'T YOU?" Malik cried as Bakura threw his head back to cackle. Rin latched onto Malik's arm, horrified at Bakura's laugh. It was just so...evil. Malik had latched onto Rin's arm, too, and they huddled in fear. Everyone else in the theater, seven other people by the way, had stared wide-eyed at Bakura and he flipped them the bird.
"Indeed I did have candy, sweet, sweet, Malik." Bakura purred, smirking like a nymphomaniac. (Don't ask the author how she knows this. SOME STORIES AREN'T MEANT TO BE TOLD...really, I'm not kidding!) This seemed to scare the two of them even more.
"...'Kura has lost his marbles."
"I have not, Chriiiistine." Bakura grinned. She stared at him and he stared back. And then, he lunged for the pile of candy. Rin shrieked and jumped into Malik's lap, trying to hide the candy as Bakura crawled into her seat, grabbing for it.
"Oh my god! When did you steal some? I was so careful!" Rin cried at the rabid Bakura. She turned to Malik, whispering, "distract the fiend!" Malik gave her a 'fuck you' look or maybe it was a 'you gotta be fucking kidding me' look. He was about to say something when Rin slipped from his lap and crawled under the seats. Malik watched her go and then glanced back at the insane spirit who was eyeing the spot where Rin had left.
"Hurry, we must make haste and retrieve precious." Bakura said, and Malik knew Ryou let him see Lord of The Rings. This was going to be a long two hours...
"I shall not let you pass! I guard...precious with my life!" Malik stated evenly. Bakura had a thoughtful look and then glared.
"Very well. Then I shall..." He lunged for under the seat and Malik lunged after him.
"No! Don't give in to the power of the precious!" Malik said, holding Bakura's legs. Bakura began to hiss and twitch around.
Somewhere near the front, Yami and Anzu had snuggled closer together, speaking about stuff that didn't include his friends or dueling. Anzu couldn't be happier, but somewhere in the back of her mind she felt the guilt of leaving Rin. She hoped everything was going alright...
"Hmmm, I'd have to say I like blueberry muffins the best," Yami replied, gazing into her eyes. Anzu smiled, for that was her favorite too. "Though, I'm not really a fan of muffins in genarle, they--" he cut himself off, gazing downward. Anzu blinked.
"Yami? What's wrong?" She asked, looking down as well. "SHIT!" She clutched her heart in surprise when she saw Rin lying on her back with her head poking out from under the seat. "Rin? What are you doing? You freakin' scared the hell out of me!" But Rin didn't appear to hear her. She shoved the bag of candy into Yami's lap.
"Keep it secret, keep it safe!" She hissed in a scratchy-scary voice. Horrified, Yami nodded and Rin's head slowly disappeared from view.
"Er, that was weird." Anzu said, staring at Yami. He nodded, looking at her and then the bag.
"We must keep it safe..."
"Don't worry about it, she's just paranoid." Anzu laughed and then stopped when she saw Yami's horrified face. Again he was looking downward and when Anzu looked she jumped again, now seeing, not Rin's, but Bakura's head. He was staring at them.
"Preeeeecious." He cooed to them. "Preeeeecious?"
"Go away!" Yami demanded. "It shall never be yours. It is Rin's." Yami declared and Anzu slapped her forehead, annoyed on how easy Yami got caught up in their game. There was a pause on Bakura's part.
"But I am Rin." He offered.
"Lies!"
And Bakura's head disappeared from sight. Yami turned to Anzu, with a determined look in his eyes.
"I shall protect you and the precious with my life. If I die while protecting it I want you to have something,"
"Oh for the love of Go--what?" Anzu blinked, staring at Yami. He took her hands into his and then...he blushed. Anzu blinked again, staring at him blankly. She was repeating Yami's words in her head over and over again.
"Well...well, I, I wasn't sure when to give it to you...and if you don't like it I'll understand..." Yami fell silent. There was the sound of breathing behind Anzu's head and he was staring at someone.
"Preeeeeeciiiiooouuussss."
Anzu shrieked and clutched onto Yami, staring horrified at Bakura who was peering at Yami from behind Anzu's seat. "Bakura! What the hell are you doing!" She cried.
"I FOUND THE POPCORN!" Rin suddenly shrieked.
"RIN! Leave it on the floor!" Malik barked from somewhere else in the room. "I must find Bakura before he takes your beloved."
CRACK. BANG. "OUCH! My nooooossseeee. My nose! My NOSE! MY BLASTED NOSE--OH GOD IT--"
"SHUT UP!" Someone yelled, silencing Rin's whine. Anzu sighed in annoyance. Just once she wanted a normal group of friends. Was that so hard of a wish? If it wasn't Jou's and Honda's idiotic it was dueling and if it wasn't dueling it was Rin's pure insanity.
"I think..." Anzu cut herself off. When she turned to Yami she found that he wasn't there, nor was Bakura. She sighed. What was a girl to do? Well, there really is only one thing to do. Getting on the floor, Anzu went in search for Yami. Slipping from under seat to seat, she soon bumped into Malik. He looked just as annoyed as she felt.
"Have you seen Rin?" He asked. Anzu shook her head.
"No, have you seen Yami?" Anzu asked and Malik looked thoughtful.
"So your lover ran away from you? Don't look at me that way, you know it's true. Where ever Yami is Bakura will be too."
"So where's Bakura?"
"That, my dear friends, I do not know. I have traveled vast and far in search of the two, but alas the journey is too far to make alone. Together, the fellowship of the precious shall find the beloved once again!" Rin said, joining the two. Anzu blinked and Malik cursed that guy for created the Lord of the Rings.
"You and Bakura have some weird obsessions," Anzu said, voicing Malik's feelings. Rin glared at her, muttering that she was on 'the dark side'.
"It's the candy; Bakura can get very hyper from it..." Malik said, sighing. "Yami just might be in more danger than he believes. Bakura really isn't in his right state of min--" He was cut off by Rin's surprised shriek. She bolted up, squealing.
"What?" Malik and Anzu cried at the same time, standing as well. They thought Bakura was burning someone or something but Rin was just facing the Movie-screen, which had an advertisement on. It wasn't the advertisement, which was asking 'who sang, Sally's song from the Nightmare before Christmas,' it was the song playing in the background that got Rin all happy.
I picked you out of a crowd and talked to you
I said, "I like your shoes,"
You said, "Thanks. Can I follow you?"
"What is--" Malik started and Rin glared at him.
"SHH. I love this song..." She turned back to the screen, taking a seat. Glancing at each other, Malik and Anzu sat beside her, listening as well.
--view.
No prying eyes.
I poured some wine.
I asked your name.
You asked the time.
Now its two o'clock.
The club is closed and we're up the block.
Your hands are on me.
I am pressing hard against your jeans.
Your tongue is in my mouth,
Trying to keep the words from coming out.
You didn't care to know
Who else may have been---
"What the hell is--" Bakura was standing behind the seat, gazing almost lazily at the screen. He was cut off by Rin, who glared up at him.
"Shut up! I'm listening!" She cried, upset over missing some words. She pulled Bakura by the front of his trench coat and dragged him into the seat in front of him. He landed head first and rolled off the seat, glaring up at Rin who was spell-bound to the music.
--lover I don't have to love,
I want a girl who's too sad to give a fuck.
Where's the kid with the chemicals?
I thought he said to meet him here,
But I'm not sure.
I've got the money if you've got the time.
You said, "It feels good."
I said, "I'll give it a try."
Then my mind went dark.
We both forgot where your car was parked.
Let's just take the train.
I'll meet up with the band in the morning
Bad actors, with bad habits...
Some sad singers, they just play tragic.
And the phone is ringing,
And the van is leaving
Let's just keep touching,
Let's just keep...keep--
"OH AKIRI! Oh--hahaha! NO WAY. HE DIDN'T! OH MY GOSH. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA." Someone on a cell phone laughed in an annoying high-pitched voice. Rin's eye twitched. She looked murderous. She shot up, clenching her fists.
"HEY! YOU! PERSON WITH PHONE! SHUT UP OR I'LL KILL YOU. I HAVE A DAGGER AND A PHYCO-PATH FRIEND! SHUT-UP-OR-DIE. I'LL KILL THE PHONE! SHHUUUUT UPPP!" She shrieked. Malik and Bakura shot up as well, covered Rin's mouth and dragged her back down. Yami, who was chewing on Rin's beloved, silently asked Anzu what was going on. She told him that Rin went obsessive and he nodded. He turned to listen to Rin's new-found obsession.
--chemicals?
I got this hunger and I can't seem to get full.
I need some meaning I can memorize.
The kind I have always seems to slip my mind.
Much to Rin's horror, the song faded out and the another song started up. She pouted in her seat as her friends, surprisingly in the same order as before: Bakura, Rin, Malik, Yami and Anzu, and even in the same row, stared at her and the strange song she was obsessing over.
"Er, lovely song..." Anzu began. Rin hissed at her and Yami's eyes widened, staring fearfully.
"ITS NOT OVER! DAMN YOU MOVIE PEOPLE. They KILLED it. The song ends like this--"
"Ugh, spare us with your hideous voice!" Bakura groaned.
"Shush up! Lemme finish it or else!" Rin threatened. She took a deep breath, and in a small, pretty voice (which, mind you, I'm highly jealous of...-jealously plots to kill Rin-) she began to sing softly, "But you, but you...write such pretty words. But life's no storybook. Love is an excuse to get hurt. And to hurt. 'Do you like to hurt'? 'I do, I do'! 'Then hurt me', 'then huuuurrrt me'..." She trailed off. Bakura, Malik, Yami and Anzu stared back at her with wide eyes.
"Rin! When could you sing! You...you told me you couldn't!" Anzu cried, remembering a few days ago when Rin claimed that she couldn't sing when Anzu dragged her out to a club. Rin blushed remember this.
"Since I was seven, after my Aunt took me to see Faust, I demanded to take Opera-ish singing lessons...and...I didn't want to sing then...I wanted to try and drink Sake at the bar...which I was denied, by the way!" Rin said, now looking annoyed once more.
"I think..." Malik stared and Rin scowled at him.
"No you don't! Blondes don't think. The TV said so." She said hotly, folding her arms. Malik glared at her and grumbling about 'that time of the month' and that Rin was 'such a moody bitch' and that he 'didn't want to be part of the three flat-chested chicks squad anymore'.
Before anymore insults or strange sentences could be uttered, the lights flashed off which made Rin jump and scream. Bakura and Malik silently laughed at her. The previews began.
The screen was dark, a female voice was singing lightly. A rain drop fell from the darkness and hit a pool of more dark water. Rin was highly reminded of The Ring, the music and the eeriness of it all. From the ripples of the water came, 'imagine'. The camera began to show what looked to be rocks...or the land of the desert.
'It is so powerful..." The camera dipped into once of the cracks in the ground. 'That men have died to protect it. And there are those who would kill to expose it. It is a message that has been hidden for centuries. Right before our eyes...what if the world's greatest worlds of art held a secret that could change the course of man kind...forever.'
"DA VINCI CODE! MY BELOVED! OH MY GOD. SO COOL. OH MY GOD! YAY." Rin, who was clutching onto Bakura, suddenly shrieked. He glared at her, prying her off him. She was nuts, flapping her arms about. Malik had honestly thought, for one moment, that the movie preview was about the Millenium items...
'Next summer...'
"DAMN."
',no matter what you have read. No matter what you believe. The journey has just begun.'
Rin glared at Bakura who only stared dully at the screen. He didn't seem interested in the Da Vinci Code movie, so Rin turned to Malik. Malik was picking at his nail, not really even paying attention to the small girl. She blinked, feeling dejected by the two boys sitting on either side of her. They weren't geeks! Oh the horrors.