Ryou's POV
Marik turned to me and said, "Ryou, you don't really speak Spanish do you?"
I'm speechless. How did he find out? When did I mess up? Did I say something wrong? Did I-did I-did I-? Calm down! Mkay. Lets figure out how this happened. Discreetly... Scratch that, I have no idea what I could possibly say.
"No comprendo." I said. Another strike of pure genius. Note the sarcasm. Maybe he'll believe me. I wonder if he'll fall for it.
"I'm not falling for it." Marik stated. He can read minds! That must be how he figured me out! That's the only explanation! Okay, so how do I deal with a guy who can read minds?... Maybe I should find another guy who can read minds! No, that's ridiculous! I don't have enough time for that.
"Okay, I don't really speak Spanish." I sighed reluctantly. That's whats become of my plan? Confession? Maybe I can start talking in Spanish again and just pretend I didn't say that. Would he fall for that?
"Ha! I knew it!" Marik cheered and started doing what can only be described as some sort of odd victory dance.
"So you weren't positive?" I asked.
"Nope!"
Nice going Ryou! That's what you get for confessing! I can't believe I fell for that. After Marik finished his dance he asked, "Why did you make Fluffy think you were?"
I explained my situation to Marik and how it went from trying not to get beaten up to playing a prank on him. A plan that was going great... a plan that, I just noticed now, has a lot of holes in it.
"So are you gonna tell Bakura?" I asked hesitantly. You can't tell with this guy, he's the living definition of bipolar. To be honest I don't really know what the actual definition is... but if I had to guess it would be Marik.
"What? Of course not! Why would I miss the chance to pull a prank of Fluffy?" Marik enthusiastically declared. Don't be fooled by the question mark, he wasn't asking. He was declaring.
"Okay thanks."
"No need to thank me! It's what I do!"
"Do what?"
"What now?" Marik asked like what he previously said hadn't been said.
"What you just said before."
"What did I say before?"
"That you-" I sighed. "Never mind."
"Well now that that's over lets get back to Fluffy. I'm sure he misses us by now." I doubt Bakura misses Marik. Marik is more the kind of person... who... Bakura wouldn't like. I wonder why they hang out. Have I mentioned they seem like an old married couple? Pretty sure I have. Because it's true.
Bakura's POV
Now that that fool Marik is gone, it's finally peaceful around here. Sadly, peaceful also means incredibly dull. I can't stand him being around, but it's so boring when he isn't here. I'll just say that I'm bored because he took Ryou with him to. Even though we can't talk, it's still fun to annoy him! You wouldn't think somebody like Ryou could take some of the wrestling matches we've had but the kid hasn't ceased to amaze me yet.
Again, not one of the things I would ever say out loud.
I was interrupted from my musings by a familiar cry from the idiot known as Marik. I turned around and as I did he latched onto my back, I managed to keep my balance for a few seconds before I collapsed to the ground with Marik on top of me.
Marik was dramatically sobbing on my chest. "Fluffy! I'm so sorry! Please forgive me! I didn't mean any of those awful things I said before! Or any of the nasty things I called you while I was mad!"
I sighed. That's all people around Marik seem to do. "Marik, get off me."
"So you forgive me?" Marik asked hopefully.
"I will if you get off me."
"Okay!" Marik was instantly happy again. Really, with this guy 'over dramatic' is the best adjective. Then I realized something.
"Wait, what awful things did you say before?"
"Oh, maybe I just told Ryou... Let's forget the past."
As Marik got off me I noticed something fall out of his pocket. Curiously, (not nosy!) I picked it up and opened it.
"Marik," I asked.
"Hmm?"
"Why do you have sheet music in your pocket?"
"Bad Fluffy!" Marik scolded. "I told you know more stealing!"
"I didn't steal it Marik, it fell out of your pocket."
"Liar!"
Marik looked over to Ryou to confirm. Ryou shook his head, it really had only fell out of his pocket.
"Oops... you weren't lying."
"..." I waited for an explanation of the paper. Judging by Marik's blank expression, I wasn't about to get one. "Why do you have sheet music?"
"Oh that! I joined the school's bell choir!"
I did the most reasonable thing: laugh. I laughed until my stomach hurt. After my laughing fit was over and Marik stopped pouting, Marik kept explaining, "That's the song we're playing."
"Why is so much highlighted? There's no way one person could play this much!" I pointed to the music which had almost all the notes highlighted in bright colors. There were only a few here and there that weren't.
"Silly Fluffy, I'm not playing those notes. I play the ones that aren't highlighted!" Marik said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Which, to him probably was. I think I would be permanently scarred to live in Marik's world for a day.
"Why would you highlight the notes you don't play?"
"Must I spell it out for you?" Marik sighed. "I highlighted them so I would know which ones not to play."
I wonder if Marik realized this made absolutely no sense whatsoever. I doubt it. Marik is certainly not the brightest. But Ryou must have found this whole thing funny because he started giggling.
"See! Ryou gets it and is laughing at you!" Marik declared victoriously. Ryou's giggles turned into full out laughter and Marik started laughing with him. I think my eye started twitching. Only Marik can get these kinds of reactions out of people.
"Goodbye Fluffy, I've no more time for your foolishness." Marik said in an overly sophisticated tone after he finished laughing. Does he not understand what's going on? But then again that may be asking to much. Marik walked off. I looked around and noticed the sun was setting. It's getting late.
"Fool," I muttered under my breath. "Well Ryou looks like it's time to say goodbye." I said starting down the path in the opposite direction Marik had just taken.
"Adios." Ryou said. I don't speak Spanish and even I knew what that meant. Psh, I don't need that drama queen Marik as a translator. And yes, I mean drama queen.
TBC
Translations
No comprendo- I don't understand
adiós- Goodbye