Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Common Grounds ❯ There For The Ride ( Chapter 15 )

Mistress: Ah here is another chapter hopefully still more in the long section than the short. Anyway here Yumi's plan begins to take form in Malik and Marik.

 

Sorry for late update and my new one-shot is almost finished. I'm sick and I have a huge workload. Sorry.

 

Chapter 14: There for the Ride

 

I smile as I read ahead in the pages as I wait for you to come. You enter without hesitation and plop down onto the pillow I have laid out for you. Without hesitation I begin…

 

Ryou ran up the stairs to his apartment feeling giddy for some reason. Anybody who did not know more than a car pulling up and dropping Ryou off and Ryou looking so happy would think he had just come back from a date. His own behavior and Bakura's left Ryou baffled, but even so he felt as if he had been let onto a huge secret… one that he was definitely going to share with his friends.

 

He fumbled for his key for a moment as he opened the door to his apartment. It was a bleak looking place; one might mistake it to be owned by a workaholic old man. Ryou neatly put his shoes next to the door and walked further into the place he called home. He felt a sort of cold loss as he stood staring at his own house and let his mind briefly wonder to Bakura.

 

The walls were a dead white and the kitchen, living room, and dinning room were all just one large room. On the right side of the house was a door that led to the bathroom, across from the door was a door like window that led to the fire escape, and then to the left there was the door to Ryou's bedroom and workroom. He entered his own room placing his keys onto a hook he had nailed, with much trouble, next to his door.

 

He gently laid his books at the foot of his bed and moved a little to get to the desk that was across the bed. He turned on the computer and then returned to his schoolbag. Ryou pulled out the homework he still needed to complete and moved back to his desk. Almost automatically Ryou first opened up the chat room before opening his e-mail and the Advanced Calculus on his desk.

 

ForlornHope has now signed on.

 

SmexyShrimp: Hey Ryou!

 

ForlornHope: Hey Yugi!

 

SmexyShrimp: So glad you got on! I was thinking no one would get on!

 

BitchOnCrack: And who am I? A tin can?

 

ForlornHope: lol, a tin can with an attitude problem

 

SmexyShrimp: >< srry Yumi! Lol

 

BitchOnCrack: ( eye roll ) right right, soooooo Ryou, why so late?

 

SmexyShrimp: YES! I was just going to ask that!

 

BitchOnCrack: Sure you were ( shifty glance )

 

ForlornHope: Now now, no need to fight. Tutoring Bakura took a little while longer than planned.

 

SmexyShrimp: OH YEAH! You had to tutor one of the three stooges. How dumb was he?

 

ForlornHope: lol, he wasn't that bad….and when he finally understood what I was doing he was pretty good at it…

 

BitchOnCrack: OOOH! I sense a juicy story ready to be spilt!

 

ForlornHope: Ha ha

 

KingOfEgypt has now signed on.

 

BitchOnCrack: Hey Malik!

 

KingOfEgypt: ……hey, how long have you all been here I just got in?

 

SemxyShrimp: Me and Yumi since school ended and Ryou just came…

 

BitchOnCrack: He just came back from tutoring Bakura and he has a secret to tell!

 

KingOfEgypt: Wow, we have similar things to say most likely… but I'll let him go first.

 

SmexyShrimp: WHAT?! Don't tell me you've hung out with one of the three stooges?

KingOfEgypt: Yeah….but you shouldn't be talking. You're just as guilty as we are of “hanging out” with one of the three stooges.

 

BitchOnCrack: OH SHUSH! ( ready for a secret or two ) lets get started! This is sounding verrrry interesting. ( leans back in chair and cackles )

 

SmexyShrimp: O_o riiight…. She scares me…

 

ForlornHope: May I get started now? Just a question…

 

KingOfEgypt: I give my permission.

 

ForlornHope: ( glare ) Anyway Bakura is very different from the way he acts at school! He offered me marshmallows!

 

SmexyShrimp: O_O Ryou's only weakness! Lol, apart from my puppy face and music!

 

ForlornHope: Ha ha so very funny.

 

BitchOnCrack: OO! Did you kiss?!

 

KingOfEgypt: …………………………̷ 0;…………….I'm sorry are you on crack for real?

 

ForlornHope: No we didn't, he did drive me home though.

 

Back at Yumi's house she was doing a small victory dance in front of the computer. Her plan was working and by the sound of it her plan to get Malik and Marik together had already begun.

 

SmexyShrimp: He DROVE YOU HOME!?

 

ForlornHope: Yep…Suggested it too! Insisted on it!

 

BitchOnCrack: Oooh! It was almost like a date!

 

KingOfEgypt: very interesting, Bakura is pampering Ryou and Marik is showering me with gifts…

 

SmexyShrimp: showering?!

ForlornHope: Gifts?

 

Back at Malik's house Malik leaned back in his chair as he recalled the events of the day.

 

After Ryou had left with Bakura and Yumi had left somewhere with Yugi Malik had been left to walk to the parking lot alone. Malik was the wealthiest out of the three boys in that he owned a bike. It wasn't much but it was his. He had paid for it with his own money. As he reached the lot he saw his bike and began to walk towards it. In his horror he was that the bike in front of his began to back up. He was about to scream at the driver to watch out when it happened. The driver lost control and the bike crashed into his.

 

Malik stared in horror. He knew his bike was old and could only last so much longer but he hadn't expected to find it wrecked this soon. He stomped furiously towards the driver of the other motorcycle. The person had jumped off of the bike and was now staring at the bikes. Malik stopped as he realized who the person was… Marik.

 

Now if it had been any other person just killing them would have been enough but the fact that the person who wrecked his bike was Marik enraged him even more.

 

“HEY JACKASS!” he yelled.

 

Marik turned around and scowled, “What!?”

 

Malik stomped up to Marik and grabbed him by the collar, “You fucked up my bike.”

 

Marik stared for a moment from the bike to Malik and back, “Big deal just get a new one.”

 

Malik felt like hitting him, which he did. Marik staggered back a moment surprised that one day Malik might actually act upon one of his threats. “Just get a new one!? Sorry rich bitch but guess what not all of us have that luxury!”

 

Marik still felt slightly shocked that someone other than Yami and Bakura had stood up to him and couldn't find a clever come back. “Lay off me, I'm sure your `rents will cut you some slack.”

 

Malik let out a bitter laugh, “My parents hate me.”

 

Something inside Marik stirred, but only a little. Had he been any denser and he wouldn't have noticed it. He felt…guilty and sad. Guilt for ruining what seemed to be Malik's only way home and sad for Malik.

 

“Say something or have you gone deaf too?” Malik asked still pissed.

 

“Oh shut up, not like anyone cares,” Marik replied as he moved to his bike to check what was wrong.

 

“You may not care but I do! How am I supposed to get home now?!” Malik demanded angrily.

 

Having found the problem, a single loose part on the brakes, Marik straightened up, “How about this if it'll get you to shut up I'll give you a lift home,” he snapped.

 

Malik could feel the urge to hit Marik again rise up inside of him, “Not ever, besides dumbass how am I supposed to get to school and back from here on? You owe me.”

 

Marik growled in annoyance he already had make up work to do so that he wasn't kicked off any of the teams, “Fine then! You come with me and I will give you a new bike!”

Malik stopped in the middle of starting to yell at Marik again. He gaped at Marik like a fish, “You can't be serious.”

 

Marik felt another twinge as Malik asked that looking so shocked, “Yeah I am so you coming or not?”

 

Marik got on his bike and waited a few second before a very reluctant and very puzzled Malik climbed in behind him.

 

“You'll have to hold onto me unless you want to fall off,” Marik said as he put his key in the ignition.

 

Malik had long realized that and hated himself for getting this close to Marik already. With a grimace he looped his arms around Marik. He clutched tighter around Marik as he began to speed down the road. He had forgotten what it felt like to be a passenger and not the one at the wheel. Marik felt oddly content as he sped down the street, with Malik pressed up against his back.

 

`Fuck no… it's just pity… that's it pity…' Marik thought with determination.

 

Marik decided to just visit the garage where his multiple bikes were held as to get Malik his new bike as fast as possible. After what had seemed like forever to Malik, Marik came to a halt. As they got off Malik looked around himself. He didn't recognize this part which meant that they had to be on the very rich side of town. He quickly followed Marik who had just started to walk off without even telling him.

 

 

“Where are we?” Malik asked as he caught up to Marik.

 

“This is where I keep my bikes,” Marik said as they came to halt in front of a garage with a large 10 painted onto it.

 

Unlocking the gate Marik lifted the door up and moved inside to turn on the light. Malik gasped. There were at least 20 bikes in there. All in perfect condition.

 

“Pick one,” Marik said lounging against the wall.

 

Malik looked even more surprised. So many of these bikes were worth much more than three of his old bike put together. “Are you sure? I mean they look expensive…”

 

Marik just waved his hand and Malik began to look. Within minutes he had selected his bike and was already brining it out of the garage. Malik brought his new bike next to Marik's and waited for the older boy. It was black and sleek, with an interesting symbol on the side of it.

 

“So I guess you got what you needed,” Marik said climbing onto his own bike.

 

“Yes well but…” Malik mumbled not knowing his way around and betting that he would get lost.

 

“What?” Marik asked with unusual patience.

 

“I don't know how to get home,” Malik stated lamely.

 

“…yes that does seem like a problem,” Marik said and sighed, “I'll bring you to the school you should be able to find your way from there.”

 

Marik had kept his word and dropped Malik off at the school. With an awkward thanks and a rare civil goodbye Marik left. Malik spent the rest of the day testing out his new bike.

 

KingOfEgypt: Simply said he wrecked my bike and I made him give me a new one.

 

BitchOnCrack: Did he seem that bad?

KingOfEgypt: No…. not really…

 

Yumi let out a whoop of joy.

 

BitchOnCrack: Hey I'd love to stay and chat but my mom just yelled at me to get off the net. See ya.

 

BitchOnCrack has signed off.

 

 

We are both grinning as I close the book. It is clear that Yumi's plan is taking affect and it's all happening without the participating parties knowing. Isn't it just perfect? I smile and wave at you as you leave and close the book.

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Mistress: So what did you think? I thought it was rather nice how the bike just happened to break and crash into Malik's. Anyway as said ish is sick, review please!