Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Love and Honesty ❯ Thoughts ( Chapter 2 )

"What do you think of this outfit, Malik?" Isis asked her emerald eyes looking questioningly into Malik's pale purple ones.

"I think it looks good on and off you?" he smirked.

She rolled her eyes and proceeded to look for an outfit. Satire had a modeling show to do and she had invited all her friends to come see her. She had big hopes that she would some day become the next top model of the world. She really hated working at the "Eclipse". She didn't feel the bar brought out the best in her.

"O.k. I found something Malik." She said excitedly and very pleased with her decision.

Malik sighed with relief. He had been waiting for to find something to wear for an hour and a half. "Great now put it on and we can go."

After Isis was dressed she looked herself up and down in the mirror, twirling, and admiring herself. "Ay, Malik?" she questioned after a while.

Malik grunted in reply as he laid lazily on the bed.

Taking the noise as a `what', Isis continued, "Um, do you think that Yami will come, I mean I'm sure he knows that Zaire will be there."

Malik turned his head from the blanket so he could be heard easily, "Well, maybe since he really wants to apologize to her, he just might, I would." He responded as he lifted off the bed to stretch.

"Maybe." Isis replied idly.

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Yami walked aimlessly down the road. He wanted to go see his friend Satire start on her big career as a model, but he knew everyone would be there and he wasn't ready to face them, especially Zaire. He had no clue how he was going to fix this.

He wished it were like it used to be. Them running around in the park without a worry in the world. Just being best friends always and forever. But once junior high had started, and feeling started to arise, he couldn't hold his love for her in any longer.

Damn hormones.

Not that he regretted being with her…it's just… he would have never hurt her before. Had so much changed between them, so much that the simple and always reliable `I'm sorry' just didn't cut it anymore? Man, relationships weren't as easy as he thought. All this time they had been living the good life.

He always thought of Seto and Satire's arguments as insignificant and unnecessary, Lavie's jealously and anger toward any girl that touch Bakura as illogical, and Malik and Isis' need to be around each other all the time as nonsensical. But now he saw that those were just signs of love and the building blocks of a relationship.

Although, Zaire believes that the building block of love is trust, something he doesn't believe he'll ever get back. But, he would have to find away to prove himself to her. Some way to make her see that he's nothing without her.

`If you are nothing then you must be something.'

He recalled her telling him this logic. He smiled at the memory of her; it was all he had now.

He breathed a sigh, it was getting late out and he noticed that dark clouds were gathering up a head.

It was nights like this that him and Zaire would just walk and talk; talk about the day, the night…life…just anything that came to mind. They'd laugh and just enjoy being in each other's presence.

He just couldn't lose that.

It was the most delightful times of his life to watch her as she danced in the puddles and spun in the rain repeating how much she enjoyed life.

He loved that about her.

Even though as a child things went from bad to worst for her, she never let that take away her joy.

`You are my joy Yami, will you ever leave me…well then I'll always have joy.'

Tears rolled from his eyes at this memory. He was supposed to be her joy, yet he had just caused her the greatest pain she ever felt. He was a heartless bastard, just like his father.

At the thought of his father he knew he needed to stop. He hadn't seen the man for fifteen years. He had left him and his mother when he was three. Oh, well, it was only dirt off his boot. He didn't need him.

Yami turned from the park to continue his thinking at home where it would probably be warmer. It was pretty cool thanks to the on coming storm. He thought about all the things that had made Zaire happy in order to think of an idea.

Lavie, their inside girl, had told him that Zaire wasn't showing much emotion to the situation, that in all truthfulness she was acting her normal happy self. That information didn't really surprise him, she wasn't one to show sorrow for a long time. Besides this way it might be easier to talk to her.

He turned the corner as he stared at his feet. He looked up as he heard footsteps and crashed into someone sending them to the ground with Yami sprawled on top.

"Please forgive me, I'd didn't mean too. I'm so sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going." He stated as he helped the person up.

"Oh, its o.k. I was in a bit of a day too." The person stated as russet eyes looked up into those of burgundy widening with surprise and excitement. "Yami!" the person screeched.

"Serenity!"

Angelbaby: O.K, anyway this chapter was kind off boring and short. I'm really sorry to any one who believes they just wasted their time reading this (please don't feel that way) I'm so happy I got a review. So many thanks to Princessrette and I promise to all my readers the next chapter will be better and will explain the unexpected arrival (to you and me) of Serenity. So, that's it for now. If I get at least 1 more review (Yes 1, I'm not picky) I'll be happy, but if I don't Ill be sad, really really saaddddd, so tell me if you like or not.