25 Days of Hell (Err… Christmas)
Disclaimer: I think my brain saying I should only post this a certain amount of times; cause by then you should get the fact that I DON'T OWN YGO!
A.n: Everyone who took the time to review I just want you to know: I luff you all so very much you totally rock, and it just made my day.
I did however, make a mistake in the last chapter that I plan to go back and correct, I changed it to a house, and not an apartment. Also be wary, if you notice, my writing style changes depending on my mood, so it might be a wee bit different then last chapter Oo
Day 1 part 2
Lights, Malik had decided, were in fact the ultimate evil. They had a special place in hell right next to soft cuddly kittens, and big eyed, adorable puppies. They were also right next to a snowy white haired angel named Ryou, who was actually a demon in disguise. Albeit like the lights, they looked so innocent lying there in the box, pleading to be put up and strung around the house and whatnot, and with all that lay on the line, who was Malik to refuse the demon. So grabbed the box he did, and here he was 2 hours later, on a ladder that lead to the roof trying not to fall and bust his ass as the lights tangled around his feet and legs. Some part of his brain, possibly the sensible part (or Marik, but he's not that sensible) was telling him that it would of probably been smarter to untangle the lights on the ground, before he climbed the 25 foot ladder (Why the had a ladder that tall, when there house wasn't, Malik would never know). The other part of his brain, the non sensible part (which sounded a lot more like Marik) made him wish he had his rod still; maybe he could have used it on the lights to untangle themselves… or Ryou… damn him for giving up that wonderful rod.
"Maliiik!" And just when you think your luck can't get any worse, god has this awful way of making it so. Bending backwards, but not enough that he would actually fall off the ladder (though, that had been a thought, if he could escape from the voice below) he looked down to see Anzu. Overly perky, always friendship this, friendship that… gullible… will do anything for anyone… Anzu.
The gods had to have loved him; he must have done something right.
"Anzu!" Malik called down, putting on what he thought, and hoped, was a rather friendly smile. He hadn't given those much and he didn't want to scare the girl away by giving her something frightful instead of friendly. That wouldn't do, he had a plan, and the plan was now on his list of things to do. "Hey… Could you… uh… Help me?"
"Why?" Anzu asked, eyebrow raised. Malik stared at her. Why? Well, He wanted to scream why the hell not, but that didn't seem like a smart thing to do. With Anzu, you had to take certain steps to get what you want, and Malik didn't want to mess this up.
"Because it'd be the friend thing to do, and it would REALLY help Ryou! He'd definitely appreciate it!" The inner Malik did a jig as Anzu nodded her head, liking the idea of helping someone, and them appreciating it. Really had to know what buttons to push. "Great! Let me just… ACK!" Malik yelped as he felt his feet get tangled around a loose cord of lights, arms flailing out, he wondered if he was fixing to die. He felt a pull in his leg as his right foot got stuck in between the ladder rails. He cursed as the ladder started to swing backwards. "ANZU! GRAB THE LADDER! HOLY SHIT! GRAB IT!"
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"… Oh God," Ryou moaned out as he dropped the black sweater he'd been looking at onto the table. He'd honestly meant to go out Christmas tree shopping, but then he'd ran into Honda, who was looking for a present for Otogi, and one thing lead to another and now here he was looking at sweaters, who knew Otogi even WORE sweaters.
"Don't tell me it's your Ryou Sense?" Honda questioned as he stared at a row of dice. Otogi liked dice, god knows he has them almost everywhere; maybe he should just get him another pair of…
"That's not very original," Ryou said cutting the idea down before the thought could even finish. "And yes, it is…"
"Just pretend it isn't activating, and maybe it'll go away."
"… That never works." Ryou said digging into his jacket pocket, searching for the cell-phone he'd grabbed, or at least he thought he grabbed. Giving up on the pockets, he pulled out the hidden black messenger bag he'd had hidden underneath the jacket, and shuffled around inside. "Put it DOWN Honda, we are being original here, no dice." Ryou chided, not looking up. He let out a satisfied hmm as he heard the sound of dice going back onto the table.
"How do you do that?"
"Just another form of Ryou Sense." Ryou commented before letting out a little whoop of joy as his hand landed on the small silver cell-phone in the bag. "… I should have known." Ryou said in a sigh as he flipped open the cover, to see non-existent battery bars. It only figured someone would once again grab his phone seeming to think for some reason it was better then there house phone, stay on it all night, forget to charge it (again) and leave him with no juice on the phone. It was the story of his phones life, and it happened apparently too often. "Oh well," Ryou said shoving it back into his bag and hiding it away once again as he grabbed Honda arm, dragging him away.
"I still say dice would be a good idea, Otogi likes dice."
"And he has them by the thousands, possibly because his EX'S gave them to him." Ryou said, stressing on the word ex.
"… You don't think he broke up with them because they gave him dice do you…" Honda asked, growing pale at the word. Ryou turned around and gave Honda a solemn stare, eyes downcast and nodding slowly. "I don't want him to break up with me."
"Then stray away from the dice."
"… Well… what if…"
"That's tacky, and worse then the dice."
"… I hadn't even said anything yet." Honda sputtered out offended. Ryou rolled his eyes, turning back around with a shrug.
"No, But it's you."
"That hurts Ryou, how does Malik put up with you?"
"… I'd answer that, but something tells me Honda that you don't want to know."
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"So…"
"Yep."
"Should we uh…"
"No, No I think its best to leave them like that for awhile." Bakura commented as he stared idly out the car door window, watching the spectacle outside Ryou's house with a sick sort of amusement. It was funny watching Malik dangle for a ladder. Tea looked like she was about to have a nervous breakdown, trying to get the ladder to stay steady, as Malik tried to untangle his foot, which seemed to only make it worse.
"Don't you think Ryou might not appreciate…?"
"Only for a few minutes, and then he'll get a kick out of it, just like the rest of us."
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I pretty much hate this chapter, I can't keep my writing style the same, and it constantly changes with my mood. I also hate Duke's name, so I used to the Japanese names instead. Next chapter should be the next day, and I'm not sure who Bakura with. I want to say Yuugi, but I am still thinking up a good reason as to why he'd be hanging around with Yuugi. As for Ryou and Honda hanging out... I just generally like the idea of them being good friends ;;
If Malik seems OOC towards that end, think of it this way, your dangling for a house, you'd be screaming blood murder to XD