This is a Yu-Gi-Oh, fic. Yay! o.o It takes place after Battle City, but I've decided to pretend everything after that never happened, at least not yet. Hey, I needed a place to stick the setting, alright? Kazuki Takahashi owns Yu-Gi-Oh, and all of its characters. I take no claim over them.

EDIT: (Marik's name has been changed to Malik. Yami Marik's name has been changed to Marik. Yami Yugi's name has been changed to Yami.)

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"It's been three weeks since that thing of pure evil left my body. That...pestilence called a Yami. I can't say I miss it much, because I don't. I have Yugi and his friends to thank for saving me, and I've decided to stick around... It wasn't hard finding a place to stay. After all, I can coax most people into letting me do whatever I wish with aide from my millenium item... My sister and brother reside with me as well; a happy family again. I'm free now, but something feels like it's missing..."

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"Joey, you're such a messy eater..." Serenity scolded her brother, watching him eat like an animal. The usual gang had decided to go out for ice cream after school. No particular reason, it was just something to do on a Friday. "Serenity's right, use a napkin," Tea added, offering him a small paper square. Yugi looked over at Joey and smiled, watching his friend's antics.

Tristan inched closer to Serenity, doing so with ease since Duke was nowhere in sight, or 'dork' as Tristan liked to call him. Mai had forced poor Duke to go see a chick flick in the theater with her after Joey had declined the offer. "Eh, I eat just like any of yous do," Joey retorted, wiping some strawberry ice cream from his mouth with the napkin Tea had handed him, "And Tristan! Back away from the sistah!" Giving a defeated look, Tristan moved away a bit, "I wasn't doing anything!" Serenity giggled and put up a hand, "Alright, alright, calm down..."

Malik stared at a nice spot on the table they were seated at, zoned out with his arms folded and the stem of a cherry from his vanilla sundae sticking out of the corner of his mouth. At the moment it was like he wasn't there, mentally anyway. Yugi shook his head at the bickering across the table from himself, laughing aloud, "You guys are just...wow..." Catching a glimpse of Malik out of the corner of his eye he arched an eyebrow, "Hey, Malik, are you ok?" The blonde had been weird today. Every time Yugi had seen him today, he was both staring at the ground and walking like a drunkard or he seemed depressed, looking apathetic about everything.

Shaken out of his trance, the Egyptian looked toward Yugi, "Hm? Oh... I'm fine." He then shrugged off the event as nothing. Yugi was worried. Maybe Malik was getting suicidal or something. You could never really tell, but in school they had been learning a lot about that kind of thing recently. "You don't look fine." Yugi said with a bit of worry in his voice. "Well I am. Don't be worried over nothing, Yugi." The blonde replied, offering a smile, even though there was no sparkle in his eyes to match.

Someone passed by the window of the ice cream parlor and they drew Malik's attention. Yugi on the other hand took Malik's word for it and ceased to bother him, instead he started up conversation with Tea. The passerby was a man, clad in a black leather trench coat with a bandit's scarf covering the lower half of his face. But that wasn't what captivated Malik, it was what he saw in and around the man's eyes which caused him to double take what he saw. To his surprise, the man paused and looked back at him, offering a barely visible smile through his scarf. He motioned for Malik to come with him or follow before turning back around and heading away from the parlor.

"And then I said 'If I wanted to watch guys yelling, ramming into each other, and getting dirty, I'd go see some gay porn.' It was SO funny!" Tea said with a grin, stunning the boys around her and even hurting them a little, after all, she just dissed the Super Bowl... Malik removed the cherry stem from his mouth, placing it on his napkin before moving to stand, "It was nice visiting with you all, but I have to go..." With that, he walked toward the parlor door, and then ran out, trying to catch up with the man he saw before. "What was -that-?" Tristan asked, dumbfounded by Malik's sudden leave. Tea blinked in reaction, "Maybe he forgot about something, I dunno..."

Spotting the odd man in black ahead of him crossing a street, Malik picked up the pace, crossing the street himself and nearly getting hit by a car. This caused several horns to be honked. Slowing down some, he trailed behind the stranger, walking and panting a bit now. Though the stranger said nothing, Malik could swear he was amused, "Who are you?" Malik asked quickly. Instead of replying, the man looked toward and ally up ahead and soon headed into it. "Hey? I asked you a question."

Yugi looked nervously after Malik. "I think I'd better go with him and see what's up. I'll be right back, guys." Yugi grabbed his jacket and headed out after saying a few goodbyes to his friends. Looking up and down the street, there was no sign of the blonde, "Oh darn..." The short boy pulled on his jacket, walking down the street a little bit. "Where did you go, Malik?" He asked himself mentally.

"Ok...Then answer this, where are we going?" Malik tried yet again to get an answer from the man. Pausing halfway down the alley, the man turned to a door embedded in a brick wall. He extended a hand, clutching and turning the knob, pushing the door inward to open it with a rusty creak. Heading inside, he knew the boy would follow... Malik plays right into that plan, huffing a bit at not being answered, "Ok, fine!" He storms into the building. "Now what?"

A light came on from somewhere above, revealing the building to be some sort of warehouse or storage area. Cardboard boxes lined the floor where there was light and reached back into the shadows. Styrofoam packing lay strewn here and there. The man did something odd then, more strange than asking the blonde to follow him. Running a hand through his own blonde hair, the man changed before Malik's eyes. His hair grew short and brown in color, spiked up it seemed to give a sinister look. His captivating eyes, once purple, became a piercing green. His attire changed as well, morphing into some type of business suit. Glancing over his shoulder at Malik, he smiled, "I'm glad you decided to follow..." His voice was surprisingly cold and frightening. Like some feature a ghost might have.

Malik gasped and backed away, heading slowly for the door. The man turned around and the door, as if by some magic, slammed shut on its own... Startled by the noise, Malik spun around and his eyes grew wide with fear. Not to worry, he thought, I'll just use my millenium rod and-. He broke a cold sweat. The rod was left at home! He had no use for it when visiting his friends! How could he be so stupid? "Leaving so soon? You haven't even heard why you're here yet..."