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[[*wonders who in the hell would want to inject some sort of substance into themselves like that* jeeze. If I did drugs, I'd definately do the pill. much easier to carry around and hide and stuff. I don't get peoples.]]

Malik fell to his knees, and looked down at the ground.
"I didn't recognize my feelings until recently, my Pharoa. If I'd known before, I would've acted all different. And I didn't actually destroy you, now did I?" he said with a fake smile on his face, looking up at him again.

When Otougi felt Jou had come back, he injected the fluid, and put the needle away.
He then wrapped his free arm round Jou's back, and pulled him along on the floor, so Jou was now on top of him.
He just.. lay there, an expresion of true happiness on his face.

Jou was quite comfortable, being huggled like a big teddy bear, but he was half way between crying and giving in. He sighed. He was going to be an athlete one day. A real pro. He was good enough, and hell, with all the running he did, he was the track team's star player. That meant no drugs. He even had to quit smoking and binge drinking on the weekends.

Yuugi was surprised to hear Malik's words. He truly sounded sincere to him--a man/spirit like Malik didn't just say that sort of thing on a whim. He must have truly meant it. He wondered how Yami was going to reply to such a confession. He predicted that he would say something along the lines of "I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in you that way". He could almost picture him saying it too.
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Yami wasn't exactly sure what to do. <"Maybe he really does like me? I mean--perhaps he really has liked me in this way for a little while--and just got the confidence in telling me when he found out about..."> his thoughts trailed off as he remembered their encounter again. He felt his ears grow warm, and he turned his back to malik so that he wouldn't see. <"No... it must be a new tactic or something... He's probably just trying to remind me so that I'll eventually--maybe give in to him, and give him the power that he saught..."> He took a breath and sighed. "Stop dicking around, Malik. You're a shitty actor." he finalized. He paused, waiting for Malik's reaction. It should tell him if he was right or wrong, here. <"Because...there is a possibility that he is also homosexual...but...I doubt it...">
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Yuugi stood somewhat stunned. <"What an odd thing to say... I thought that he would have just... denied him by admitting that he doesn't like him in that sense..."> Yuugi walked back accross the room to the wall that he was sitting against before. <"Does this mean that he is gay? That... would be interesting...considering how I am--but, he doesn't know that I am. If I told him, then he'd probably think there was something wrong with me. Is there something wrong with me for liking guys? Do I even truly like guys or do I just...want to because I don't see any girls I like? Or, is that why I don't see girls, because I like guys? Augh, I'm so confused..."> he admitted to himself as he rested his head on his knees.

(Malik! heart crying Forget Yami, he's an a*****e, go for me! [kidding. XD] *pats malik*)

Yami turned to look at the huddled form behind him. His breath caught and swelled in his chest when he realized the mistake that he had made. The tears on Malik's face seemed to glow because they reflected some light from the corridor. It didn't match his face, because of the egyptian's tan skin. It disturbed Yami slightly, because he still wasn't used to people bowing down before him. It had certainly been a while--three thousand years to be precise.

He wasn't exactly sure what to say. He and malik had been pretty much ENEMIES in the past year. He didn't know the egyptian all that much, and here he was, confessing his love for him? Yami remembered when Anzu had done the same. It was easier, then, because he said, "I can't go steady with you--it could ruin our friendship," and that was something that Anzu, as expected, didn't want to risk.

"Malik..." Yami started. He wasn't exactly sure how to finish, though. "You're not lying to me are you?" He asked, more like a statement than a question.

((You're SELFISH!! Haven't you heard of SHARING!?))

Yami squatted next to Malik. He didn't want to sit, because that might make Malik uncomfortable. "Malik? he soothed calmly, "Malik, look at me..." he added as he touched the man's chin ((I always picture Yami no Malik as more adult than regular merik.. probably because merik's so dang naive!)) guiding it slightly.

Yami paused for a moment, studding Malik's face one last time for any form of deciet. Not finding any, he continued: "Malik, I'm sorry. I misstook your words. They aren't pointless, and you're not a slave to me. I know what you went through in order to carry my message for me, and I am grateful of that...but, I don't know if I can return the same feelings for you that you have of me," he trailed off again. "I'm sure you know, why..."