A/N: Another really, really short one. I promise they pick up soon! Because this chapter is like, stupid short, I decided to upload it earlier than planned because why wait a week for only 200 words? Hope you enjoy :)
Disclaimer (You'd think I'd be used to writing these by now): I only own this story, not the characters from whence it came.
I remember the way Ishizu sat me down the next day, all red-faced and ashamed.
"Oh Marik…I'm sorry. I should never have taken you to the mall with me. I'm sure you have a lot of questions."
"About what?"
"Well, about what you…saw."
"Oh. Well…the bike was kinda fun to look at for awhile. I don't think father will let me have one though."
"You don't have to pretend, Marik. If you don't want to talk about it, that's okay. But if you have any questions about how it made you feel or anything at all, just know you can ask me."
She got up to leave, but she seemed really upset that I had no questions, so I figured I should at least ask about that.
"What's wrong, sister? Did I do something bad?"
"No, no, Marik, It wasn't your fault. I never should have…I mean you're just so young to be finding out about" –
"It's okay, sister. I already knew."
"Did…did father already have that conversation with you?"
"No. Should he have? I thought it was pretty obvious. Girls are all so boring. All they ever wanna do is show of their dumb clothes. That guy by the motorcycle, now he looked way cooler! They should act more like him if they want attention!"
And that was the moment that Ishizu knew I was gay.
A/N: Okay, so these first two chapters were just kind of intended to be cute and show the format of the story...they get gradually longer after this, I promise, but its a pretty simple story so...hopefully that's alright :) Thanks to the people who reviewed! They really made me smile and I'm glad people are still reading my writing :)