Misinterpretations

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Monkeyluv4646: You are very right! I suppose this chapter will explain more of what they thought of her, because Malik asks the same question you did, heh. Thankies for your review, it's much appreciated.

Silly little 13 year old: Oooo! Cookie! I'm not sure if that'll help me much, I had 12 cups of coffee (no lie, heh), a bottle of Pepsi, and a can of Mountain Dew… Um… My friend owns a coffee shop! It's not my fault!

Chained and Torchered: Hehe, pie… I haven't had anything to eat today (due to all of the things I drank), and that just reminds me of food… Hope you like this update!

Blue: Alright, so there you have it! Maybe I should put the review responses at the end… Oh yeah, no lie about all of the stuff I drank! My hands are shaking right now 'cause I'm so hyped on caffeine! Hm, only like, 1 or 2 more chapters to go!

Sea: Idiot.

Cell: You all know the drill, right? Enjoy the fic! This chapter starts off right where we ended last chapter!

"..." is talking

'...' are thoughts and song lyrics

P.O.V changes and emphasis in bold.

Misinterpretations

Chapter 3: Invitations

"I-I… I left because I couldn't stand being who they wanted me to be!" Anzu exclaimed in defeat.

Something about her tone made Malik regret making her tell him. His heart wrenched in his chest when he heard her give a soft sob.

"Uh… Shh… None of that matters now…" He was completely useless in this type of situation, but he still tried to sound sincere.

After Anzu's sobs had died down, he asked the question that had entered his brain as soon as she had answered him the first time.

"Who did they want you to be?"

Instead of answering his question, she asked more of her own.

"Can you imagine what it's like to only care for others? To make sure you're always cheerful so they think everything will be okay? To push away your own doubts and fears so that your friends can feel comfortable in the knowledge that you believe everything will turn out for the best?"

Malik mutely shook his head, surprised at her choice of words.

'So she only put on a brave front… How… Admirable.'

"Well, I do! I decided not to live only for others, that's all…"

Anzu gave a shudder, but Malik tightened his grip around her, offering what little comfort he could.

'He's just as lost and alone as I am..' Anzu realized, and she felt the pull to him grow stronger, her soul screaming for companionship. Anzu quickly pulled out of his embrace, turning to look into his deep, violet eyes.

"Do you… Want to have a cup of coffee with me?"

Malik's eyes widened for a spilt second, before he chuckled.

"That sounds… Enjoyable."

"-So I took summer classes, and finished in two years, instead of four. Then I came back here, looking for a job."

Malik stared at Anzu, his eyes burning into her soul. She could feel the color rising in her cheeks as he appraised her.

"Where are you going to work?" He asked suddenly.

"Well… I was hoping to get a job at your sister's museum..."

Her embarrassment was quite amusing to watch, really. Malik grinned, taking a sip of his drink.

"I'm sure my sister could use some help. Though, she has her hands full of Shadi already."

"Full of… Don't you mean with- Oh! Oh wow…" Malik made a face of disgust, running a hand through his hair, while Anzu shook her head, feeling sorry for the poor Egyptian.

"Do you want to stay at my place?" Anzu blurted out. As soon as the question left her lips, she regretted it.

'Baka, baka, baka, baka, BAKA! He'll probably think you're some weird stalker-ish person now!' Anzu mentally berated herself, hiding her face in her hands.

"Really?"

Anzu started slightly, finally looking up to see the desperate hope in his eyes.

"Sure, I have a really nice couch you can sleep on!"

OOooOOooOO

Ishizu stared out of the window in her museum, her face set in a worried expression. It was 10am, and Malik still wasn't back yet. He had returned that morning, grinning like a maniac (which had led Ishizu to think he had gotten laid). But then he told her that he had found someone to help with the museum, and that he was gong to go get her. That was two hours ago!

Suddenly she saw him saunter into view, walking lazily down the sidewalk. A woman walked next to him, laughing at something he was saying.

'Is that who he's been talking about?'

Ishizu felt slightly hurt that her brother would keep something like this from her. They were all each other had, and here he was with some hussy, probably from his fan club! Ishizu knew she was being unreasonable, but she felt a tiny bit betrayed. She wanted her brother to know that she was there for him, and that he didn't need anyone else. After the whole Battle City incident, she couldn't bear to lose him.

'What about Shadi…?'

Guilt seized Ishizu's heart, and she hung her head in shame.

"Ishizu, I want you to re-meet someone! Come on, you slow old bat!"

"Malik! Don't be rude!"

Ishizu heard the two bickering before she even reached the stairs, and she gasp at the voice.

'That voice… I recognize that voice!'

Ishizu walked down the stairs, curiosity soon turning into shock.

"Anzu? Anzu, is that you?"

Anzu nodded happily, hugging the older woman.

"It's good to see you, Ishizu!" All Ishizu's worries and guilt left her, and she smiled.

'If Malik falls for her, I won't need to worry about some girl dating him just for his looks… Oh, they look so cute together!'

"Ishizu, I was wondering if… I could work for you?" Anzu asked, fidgeting in nervousness.

Ishizu nodded, seeing endless opportunities arising before her very eyes.

"Of course, Anzu. I'll just need to see your résumé, and check your credentials."

Anzu handed over the already prepared documents, twiddling her thumbs. Ishizu smiled in approval, impressed with the list classes and extra activities.

"Anzu, you're only 21. You could get a much better job than this!"

"Ishizu!" Malik hissed, not wanting Anzu to work somewhere else. She was becoming something of an obsession.

"No Ishizu, I want to work here. I've always admired you, and the items in this museum. I want to help preserve them!"

Ishizu smiled, glancing knowingly at Malik.

'He already likes her!'

Malik grabbed Anzu's hand, intent on showing her around. Seeing Anzu's blush, Ishizu's smile widened.

'And she already likes him! This is going to be easier than I thought…'

FIN

Blue: Alright, so that's that. Little bit longer than last update. I hope you liked this chapter! Malik may seem a little OOC (sorry, sorry, sorry!), but time changes us all. Have I said this before? Maybe I have… Oh well! He kind of likes her, but obviously hasn't realized it yet, while Anzu has liked him for a while, just hasn't admitted to him that that's another reason why she left!

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