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((Alright time skip.

Because roleplaying them going to sleep would be so exciting... *rolls eyes sarcastically* Uhm, so how do you wanna do this? I don't feel like doing the cliche Malik nightmare act again. Tonight he'll be nightmare-less. Heh. Did Jounouchi go home or stay with Yuug'?))

((Enh, why don't you go for it... I'm still wondering what to write. I HAD ideas in my head, but the events that went down thus far have made the ideas impossible... Damn Jounouchi for being such a stubborn a**. >>;

To be frank, I don't blame him.))

((Yup, it's fine. Time to destory innocent people's well being- I mean, time to remold the plot. *LAUGH*

There was a loud rhythmic pounding. Malik just assumed it was another nightmare as he rolled to the other side of his bed.

That's when he was sure that he was awake. Yet, the pounding wasn't going away. He opened his eyes once, then closed them again hard to see if that would make the irritation stop. But it didn't. He inhaled deeply, and when the distinguishing smell of alcohol filled his nose, he recognized the problem at hand immediately.

The groggy Egyptian let out an angry groan, upset at himself for getting so hung over. He stomped his way out of bed and to the bathroom to indulge in a refreshing shower. That's when he realized his cupboard was opened and the blankets were gone. Was somebody in his house?! He slammed the door and walked into the next room.

"What the ********..." Were the irate words that slipped out of his mouth when he saw the two friendship whores sleeping somberly in his living room.

((OH, what normally goes on the backcover of doujinshi! I'm having problems here... ))

((Hah, don't worry about it. Mhm, unfortunatly for you my other roleplay partner has taught me how to create even longer posts in even short time periods... ^^;; Sorry... -.-))

Malik was beyond agitated. What the hell were THEY doing in his house! How they hell did they get in!? As much as he wanted to scream at them and kick their asses out of his house, he got a much better idea. Tired eyes found Anzu's cellphone sitting upon his table and rather than waking the two, he picked up the phone. Opening it, he found a variety of numbers. Jounouchi's wasn't there. Of course it wasn't - he was too broke for a cellphone. At any rate, he heading to his room with his new play thing, unsure of why he took it, only sure that he was filled to the brim with bitterness for the entire world and he wanted to get somebody back. In fact, he'd be content with slapping even Rishid as of now. He could probably hurt any one... well, except for...

"Jounouchi..." He spoke in a whisper. The mere name stung his heart a bit. Malik bite his lip, suddenly filled with a longly to hold the other close to him. Instead he held the cell phone tightly against his heart as he crawled back into his bed.

((If your tired you can sleep... uhm, I don't want you to feel like you have to stay up or anything...))

((Don't get so worked up. You are the only Jounouchi-chan in my heart! Teehee~!)

Oh and be weary, if we do end up meeting and cosplaying together I'm not going to hesitate to call you that. Mwuahha. Just call me Malik-sama. *laughs manically*))

Jounouchi was close to Yuugi's phone.... he had to be. Because of recent incidents Jounouchi might have stayed at the munckin's house.

Malik was struck with the sudden impulse to call Yuugi's cell with Anzu's, his hand shook terribly as the phone began to ring. He prayed and prayed his hardest to Ra the blond would pick up.

Yuugi slept soundly wrapped in a bundle of blankets, creating little noise other than a soft breathing and a light moan once in awhile.

((This oughta be good.))


((X3; Jou-chan's cute for remembering that so fondly. *giggle*

Oh s**t. Forgot about Yuugi. D:

At least you don't have a terrible memory Uke-chan. I need to get slapped for coming up with these horrible nicknames for you. HAHA. Naw, you aren't that uke at all. (Have you seen some Ryou roleplayers?) But I think I like that nickname for you regardless. YAY!))

((Heh. Maybe Ishtar-sama would be better. My friend used to call me Ishtar at school. Wahh I miss her thinking bout it. Nobody else called me that... *eyes water*))

((Oh yay, the phone thing works... dun dun duuuuun.))

"J-Jounouchi?!" Malik exclaimed into the reciever, rather surprised that the blond had actually picked up. Turns out his instincts were right. Oh thank the Gods...

Now he had another problem at hand. Dealing with a provoked blond wasn't going to be easy when all the other had to do was hang up the call to tone him out. He'd have to select his words carefully this time around.

"Don't hang up. It's Malik. But I want to talk to you. That's why I called. Just give me a chance to talk." The Egyptian's voice quivered slightly, his tone weak and uneasy.

((*pats head* It's okay Uke-chan, I forgive you. Mhm, your memory can't possibly be as horrid as mine... O.o)

((Wah? Why would they do that? That's just weird! Buut okay, what ever floats ya boat. *grin*))

" Calm down, damn it." Malik commanded with a grunt, "Just don't get worked up okay. I can't have them waking up. She left it out in my house - you can't expect me to not be curious... And this Kuriboh cell phone charm is so clever. I'd like one of Ra personally..."

((Okay, okay. I'll tease ya more later. Gotta walk my brother to the store to get lunch.. I'm such a nice person it hurts! *eyes water* XD;

GAH. What's with all the 'ya', I've been watching the dub again... derned it.))