Horray for short, really late chapters! I should stop telling people that I'll update soon in reviews because I feel so guilty when I can't :)
But here's chapter 11 we are in the double-digits as of last chapter, they grow up so fast :'(
I was stuck for a while with this chapter, I hope you all like it.
Chapter 11
Marik thought he had seen a flash of something hateful in his brother's eyes for the split second before his body collided with the ground. However, it was gone before anything could register.
Ishizu had managed to keep away any crowd away claiming the situation was an accident, but that didn't mean the situation was resolved.
Marik claimed that he was fine, despite the fact that he knew he would be bruising later, that wasn't what bothered him.
"Melvin, what was that?!" Marik asked after he had gotten up.
"You left me." Was all the answer they got from Melvin. He proceeded to pick up his carry-on and begin moving from the boarding area toward baggage-claim as if nothing had ever happened.
Marik was hesitant to follow (though he did, before Ishizu and Odion) he knew this wasn't the same brother he had talked to on the phone whom he thought had made the smallest bit of progress. Marik also didn't think his younger sibling would be bitter at all for the short time they had left him and moved in in Japan. But, apparently he was and he had just taken out some of his anger on Marik and the older of the twins supposed that he would wait to start any conversation with the younger.
Neither Ishizu nor Odion was okay with simply going on and ignoring this, but they figured that they would have to if they were going to catch up with the twins who were almost out of their sight.
Once they had arrived home from the airport Marik saw it as a good a time as any to strike up a conversation with his brother. It had been a long drive from the airport back to the house and he tried to plan out what he wanted to say but all he came up with was;
"H-how was your flight?" He started warily and began quieter that he had wanted.
"Fine."
"Um, do you want to come see your room now?" They were standing in the kitchen with some bags while their older siblings brought in the rest of them.
"Sure, we might as well bring the bags in, too." Melvin upheld the same unchanging monotone voice.
Fair enough. Marik thought. He figured that he wouldn't be getting a dialogue between them going anytime soon.
"We don't share a room. I'm right next door, though." At first that was what they had been planning on, for the twins to share a room that is, but they had a spare room and thought that the two of them would be old enough to sleep apart, unlike how they had for so many years before.
There was still no response.
"Do you like it?" Marik asked.
"Yes, it's great." The corners of his lips twisted upward into a small smirk directed at Marik. Marik noticed it was so unlike how his brother used to smile, wide and toothy. It had a feel of something- someone… darker.
"Tomorrow we're going to show you around the school. Y'know, so you can start soon." With that, he began walking towards the door, but he stopped as he put his hand on the door handle.
"Get some rest, I'm sure you're tired. I'll see you tomorrow morning," He whispered as he slipped out the door.
"Goodnight, brother." Marik hadn't heard that reply, as he was already back in his own room.
It was still pretty early in the day, not the typical time that Marik would retire to bed, but he did so anyways, it had been an exhausting day.
Tomorrow would be a new day, one that he was determined to seize. Not just for himself, but for his brother too.
Marik had a lot on his plate and wanted nothing more than to just relax… maybe with a friend. He didn't have many of those so Bakura was the only viable option. Perhaps after school hours the following day he would meet up with his white-haired companion, after all.
The next morning, Bakura noticed the absence of a certain blonde-haired Egyptian. He couldn't seem to spot the younger student, as hard as he tried.
Around lunch, Ryou found his brother instead of following his friends into the cafeteria.
"I think I saw Marik by the front office earlier, 'Kura, weren't you looking for him?" Ryou inquired.
"Yeah, I was. Thanks, Ry." He said ruffling his shorter brother's hair before walking to said place.
Marik led his brother to the school's office to receive his timetable for when he would start there, they had decided, next week.
So far avoiding anyone he knew was going well for Marik. He had talked Ishizu into letting him walk their brother around alone.
All was going well until he heard a familiar British voice shout at him from the other end of the hall.
"Hey, Ishtar! Where were you, kid?"
Oh fuck! I didn't think he would find me. I guess I can't trick him anymore, Melvin's right here… Not that I knew how I was going to do that anyway.
Both of the Ishtar twins' heads shot up at their name being called. Melvin gave a questioning look to Marik, who had frozen where he was.
Bakura was closer now, Marik noticed, he was practically there. He didn't care enough to run there and instead walked briskly towards the two Egyptians, one of which he didn't seem to be noticing.
"Um, hey 'Kura. What's up?" Marik tried. Yep, very intelligent.
"Where have you been? I was looking for you." The whitette said crossing his arms.
Marik chuckled. "Aw, did you miss me?"
"Very funny. Yeah, my world was incomplete without you. Ryou told me I could find you here." The Brit replied with a roll of his eyes and the tiniest bit of sarcasm in his voice.
He spoke again. "Who is this?" Bakura questioned, pointing one of his finger lazily at Melvin.
"This," Marik gestured towards the younger Ishtar again. "is my brother Melvin, he'll be starting here next week. I'm spending the day showing him around the school..."
"You act like you expect me to act like I've never seen a twin before." He paused. "I'm Bakura, nice to meet you." He held his hand out for Melvin to shake.
The spikey haired Egyptian simply stared at it with the same bored expression he had held for the entire conversation and looked up at the slightly taller boy.
Bakura shrugged and though, there is no real point in me trying to be nice to anyone, is there?
"Whatever." He turned his attention back to the other blonde. " Will you be meeting up with me later, Ishtar?"
"Yeah, I'll see you then 'Kura." Marik gave a small wave of his hand as Bakura turned and walked in the opposite direction.
"Later, kid, Porcupine." And Bakura was gone.
"Why don't we go get some lunch now, Melvin?" Marik suggested.
"Sure, I'm hungry enough." Melvin responded.
"Okay, this way, follow me." Marik lead going down a new hallway.
"I don't like him." Melvin said silently.
Marik was too far away to hear.
Oh snap!
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-Witch12