[fic] A Dead Dedication - Song
※ Pairing - MarikxRyou
※ Written - March 26, 2006
※ Warnings - none
※ Disclaimer - I obviously don't own it.
※ Deathshipping #8 ※
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“Shouldn’t he be depressed?”
Malik looked up from his math book as Yami Bakura came into the room. He raised an eyebrow as he looked at the thief.
“What?” Bakura grumbled, unhappy with the entire situation. “They followed me home.” He shot a glare at the group behind him as he quickly took cover beside the reading Egyptian. The thief practically pushed Malik out of the plush chair he was sitting in, in his attempt to hide behind the mortal.
“And I repeat: Shouldn’t he be depressed?” Yami Yugi spoke again as he motioned to the third spirit in the room.
Said spirit was currently grinning psychotically to himself while reading through a bunch of papers, listening to something over a set of headphones.
Malik blinked and looked at his yami. “He was…but he’s okay now.”
Joey looked confused, “Did he breakup with Ryou and find someone else?”
The Thief King snorted as he found the strings attached to Malik’s bunny hug and began to tie them in pull-knots from behind. “As if that was physically possible.” He muttered, knowing how close his Hikari and the other Yami were. “It’s not like Ryou died or anything.”
“But we’ve never seen them separate until now.” Yugi Motou spoke up as he watched the tanned spirit frown slightly and then pressed the ‘previous’ button on the Discman sitting beside him. “We weren’t sure one could survive without the other.” He giggled to himself.
“We’re kind of amazed how they get through school.” Tristan mumbled as the phone rang.
Malik only shrugged as he leaned back against Bakura, “So Ryou went back to England to visit family for the summer. They write - which is what Marik’s reading, and I’m glad I’m not the one paying for the phone bill.”
“Isis is going to have a cow when that comes.” Bakura muttered.
A young woman entered behind the group of friends, “I will do no such thing Tomb Robber.” She spoke softly, “And you know it.” She walked further into the living room and greeting the visitors. “Perhaps we should ship Malik somewhere and see how you feel being away from him.”
Bakura growled as if he were a wild animal. “Touch my meskhenet and I will kill you.” He threatened as he wrapped an arm around Isis’ brother’s waist.
Isis only rolled her eyes and then turned to Marik, “I see he’s still listening to the same one.” She spied the track number. Shaking her head in amusement, she waved the phone in front of him to get his attention. He pulled off the headphones and looked up at her from his position on the floor.
“The phone is for you.” She said, and then smiled, “I think it may be someone important.”
Marik took the phone, noticing the others for the first time, “Uh…hey guys…see you later.” He replied as he got up and went into the other room, “Hello Ieb…” He began as he moved out of earshot.
Curious, Yugi moved and picked up the headphones and listened to the song that was still playing.
And as we lie beneath the stars, We realize how small we are
If they could love like you and me, Imagine what the world could be…
“What in the world is that?” The small boy wondered as he pulled out the earpiece.
Bakura rolled his eyes, “It’s their song you midget!”
“Their what?” Tea blinked, unable to believe that someone like Marik would do something so normal as that.
“You heard me.” The tomb robber muttered, again finding the strings on Malik’s bunny hug interesting.
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※ Written - March 26, 2006
※ Warnings - none
※ Disclaimer - I obviously don't own it.
※ Deathshipping #8 ※
ღ - ღ - ღ
“Shouldn’t he be depressed?”
Malik looked up from his math book as Yami Bakura came into the room. He raised an eyebrow as he looked at the thief.
“What?” Bakura grumbled, unhappy with the entire situation. “They followed me home.” He shot a glare at the group behind him as he quickly took cover beside the reading Egyptian. The thief practically pushed Malik out of the plush chair he was sitting in, in his attempt to hide behind the mortal.
“And I repeat: Shouldn’t he be depressed?” Yami Yugi spoke again as he motioned to the third spirit in the room.
Said spirit was currently grinning psychotically to himself while reading through a bunch of papers, listening to something over a set of headphones.
Malik blinked and looked at his yami. “He was…but he’s okay now.”
Joey looked confused, “Did he breakup with Ryou and find someone else?”
The Thief King snorted as he found the strings attached to Malik’s bunny hug and began to tie them in pull-knots from behind. “As if that was physically possible.” He muttered, knowing how close his Hikari and the other Yami were. “It’s not like Ryou died or anything.”
“But we’ve never seen them separate until now.” Yugi Motou spoke up as he watched the tanned spirit frown slightly and then pressed the ‘previous’ button on the Discman sitting beside him. “We weren’t sure one could survive without the other.” He giggled to himself.
“We’re kind of amazed how they get through school.” Tristan mumbled as the phone rang.
Malik only shrugged as he leaned back against Bakura, “So Ryou went back to England to visit family for the summer. They write - which is what Marik’s reading, and I’m glad I’m not the one paying for the phone bill.”
“Isis is going to have a cow when that comes.” Bakura muttered.
A young woman entered behind the group of friends, “I will do no such thing Tomb Robber.” She spoke softly, “And you know it.” She walked further into the living room and greeting the visitors. “Perhaps we should ship Malik somewhere and see how you feel being away from him.”
Bakura growled as if he were a wild animal. “Touch my meskhenet and I will kill you.” He threatened as he wrapped an arm around Isis’ brother’s waist.
Isis only rolled her eyes and then turned to Marik, “I see he’s still listening to the same one.” She spied the track number. Shaking her head in amusement, she waved the phone in front of him to get his attention. He pulled off the headphones and looked up at her from his position on the floor.
“The phone is for you.” She said, and then smiled, “I think it may be someone important.”
Marik took the phone, noticing the others for the first time, “Uh…hey guys…see you later.” He replied as he got up and went into the other room, “Hello Ieb…” He began as he moved out of earshot.
Curious, Yugi moved and picked up the headphones and listened to the song that was still playing.
And as we lie beneath the stars, We realize how small we are
If they could love like you and me, Imagine what the world could be…
“What in the world is that?” The small boy wondered as he pulled out the earpiece.
Bakura rolled his eyes, “It’s their song you midget!”
“Their what?” Tea blinked, unable to believe that someone like Marik would do something so normal as that.
“You heard me.” The tomb robber muttered, again finding the strings on Malik’s bunny hug interesting.
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