Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Mariku's Quest: Yu-gi-oh meets Mario! ❯ Story Arc 3! Ball at the Castle. What was I THINKING?! ( Chapter 8 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Achika-chan 
Marik and Malik get invited to the Ball at the Castle.
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 01.17.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 474 | Visits: 148 | Status: Completed
Marik and Malik get invited to the Ball at the Castle.
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 01.17.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 474 | Visits: 148 | Status: Completed
Mariku's Quest.
A/n: An Award must be givin out! To Yukaru Ryoka, For Guessing where Iron Reaper Soul Stealer came
from, A HUG FROM CHIBI SETO!!!!!!!
Chibi Seto: :HUG!: Now, From now on, When you have an answer to the question for prizes, Put the
question too, so it's easier for me to look up the prize. ^_^
Malik saw his brother walking up the path. "MARIKU!" He said happily. "Hey, Malik. What's up?"
"Nothing! How is everything on the outside?" "Bakura's back at the castle. Joey and Serenity are fine.
Ryou and Yami a fine, though I get the feeling Yami doesn't like me. Seto.... Seto's dead. Tea Koopa's
gone. Everything is great." Suddenly he remembered something.
"Oh right! Ryou said to open this when I got home." It was an envalope With hhis name on it.
"Open it!" Malik cheered. He opened it and read it aloud.
"Dear Marik and Malik.
There's going to be a ball this weekend and I would be honoured if you came. I hope
you can make it. If you can't, I'll understand.
Love,
Ryou."
Malik looked at Mariku. "Can we go? Can we?" He asked. "Sure."
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That weekend................................................
"Why did I let myself be dragged into this stupid Ball with Stuck up snobs!" Marik hissed.
"I'm glad SOMEONE agree's with me. Even if it's you." Marik turned around. Bakura smiled and waved.
"Hey Bakura." Marik grunted. "Hey." Bakura said. He ladled himself another glass of punch and handed a
second one to Marik. "You know. I think this is the only party i've been to where the punch hasn't been
spiked." Bakura said. Marik snorted. "It's early still. Give it time." Bakura shrugged.
"Gods, this is BORING!" Marik said after a while. "Yep. Sure is. I have to do this more than you
so don't have a spazz Now." Marik rolled his eyes and sighed. "You...Eh, Wanna dance?" Marik asked.
Bakura shrugged. "Ok." They spun around the room at arms stretch so fast it, well it spun and everything
was a blur.They laughed as they heard the voices of some of the snobs. "Well I NEVER!" "THAT's the boy
who's going to govern us someday. Spinning around like a loon."
They finally slowed down to a halt. Bakura's head was spinning. "Woah." He muttered.
He stummbled forward, trying to steady himself, and found himself in Marik's arms. He looked up at Marik
and their eyes met.
A second later, they were locked in a sweet kiss. When they realized what had happened they
pulled away, avoiding eachother's gaze. Bakura tried to think. Was it the spin dance they had done or the
kiss that had left the room whirling by?
"I...I need some fresh air." Bakura mummbled before going off to the balcony.
Marik cursed under his breath. What had he been THINKING?!
A/n: An Award must be givin out! To Yukaru Ryoka, For Guessing where Iron Reaper Soul Stealer came
from, A HUG FROM CHIBI SETO!!!!!!!
Chibi Seto: :HUG!: Now, From now on, When you have an answer to the question for prizes, Put the
question too, so it's easier for me to look up the prize. ^_^
Malik saw his brother walking up the path. "MARIKU!" He said happily. "Hey, Malik. What's up?"
"Nothing! How is everything on the outside?" "Bakura's back at the castle. Joey and Serenity are fine.
Ryou and Yami a fine, though I get the feeling Yami doesn't like me. Seto.... Seto's dead. Tea Koopa's
gone. Everything is great." Suddenly he remembered something.
"Oh right! Ryou said to open this when I got home." It was an envalope With hhis name on it.
"Open it!" Malik cheered. He opened it and read it aloud.
"Dear Marik and Malik.
There's going to be a ball this weekend and I would be honoured if you came. I hope
you can make it. If you can't, I'll understand.
Love,
Ryou."
Malik looked at Mariku. "Can we go? Can we?" He asked. "Sure."
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That weekend................................................
"Why did I let myself be dragged into this stupid Ball with Stuck up snobs!" Marik hissed.
"I'm glad SOMEONE agree's with me. Even if it's you." Marik turned around. Bakura smiled and waved.
"Hey Bakura." Marik grunted. "Hey." Bakura said. He ladled himself another glass of punch and handed a
second one to Marik. "You know. I think this is the only party i've been to where the punch hasn't been
spiked." Bakura said. Marik snorted. "It's early still. Give it time." Bakura shrugged.
"Gods, this is BORING!" Marik said after a while. "Yep. Sure is. I have to do this more than you
so don't have a spazz Now." Marik rolled his eyes and sighed. "You...Eh, Wanna dance?" Marik asked.
Bakura shrugged. "Ok." They spun around the room at arms stretch so fast it, well it spun and everything
was a blur.They laughed as they heard the voices of some of the snobs. "Well I NEVER!" "THAT's the boy
who's going to govern us someday. Spinning around like a loon."
They finally slowed down to a halt. Bakura's head was spinning. "Woah." He muttered.
He stummbled forward, trying to steady himself, and found himself in Marik's arms. He looked up at Marik
and their eyes met.
A second later, they were locked in a sweet kiss. When they realized what had happened they
pulled away, avoiding eachother's gaze. Bakura tried to think. Was it the spin dance they had done or the
kiss that had left the room whirling by?
"I...I need some fresh air." Bakura mummbled before going off to the balcony.
Marik cursed under his breath. What had he been THINKING?!