Dolls Eyes

WOOOOT! I be updatin'! Lookit meee! XD Damn I'm hyper...Anyways, for all the people who guessed correctly...

The people that were correct were:
Rachel Dracon
ladywolf_Terri
and UrufuChikara!

So congratulations on those people! In other news, someone asked why it was ironic for Maliks name to be Malik in
this fic. Well, Malik translates into king, master, that sort of thing when in Arabic. And since he is a doll in
this, he is thought of as a type of servant.Irony and oxymorons for all! Hope that helped out XD

And uhhh LucysNana, I have never read Absolute Boyfriend. It sounds interesting though, tell me the plot in your
next review? ^_^

Anyways, sorry if I missed any of your questions, but I can only put so much up here until my writing inspiration
dies. But, keep reviewing and asking things and I'll try and reply here! XD

I do not own Yugioh. >_O Damn it all..
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^Mariks apartment^


Marik stared as a spikey headed tri-colored head brought in some expensive equiptment before putting it down and
wiping his brow. Turning to look at Marik, the person grinned then extended his hand to him to shake it.
"Pleasure to meet you, Marik. I'm Yami, and I'm here to repair your doll." Blinking, Marik took the hand and shook
it while pointing over to the couch where Malik was flipping through the channels as he had seen Marik do.


"He's right over there.." Marik mumbled before getting grabbed by Bakura and forced into the kitchen and pinned
against his fridge. Arching an eyebrow, Marik smirked and said,"Wow Bakura, I didnt know you wanted me so badly.
But dont you have Ryou for this sort of thing?" He smiled innocently while Bakura scowled and flicked his nose.


"Cut the crap, idiot. I want to know what you've been doing to that doll." Bakura growled at him. Marik tilted
his head and smirked a bit. "Why do you care?" He asked before he was suddenly pushed against harder. "Ow! Okay,
okay. I havent done anything perverted if you're thinking of that." Marik said while glaring at the white headed
man. "Good.." Bakura mumbled while he sagged slightly in relief. "Why do you care anyways?" Marik asked before
gently shoving Bakura away from him.


Bakura shook his head. "Just..Try to resist him for awhile. Yami was telling me about something on the way and
I wanted to be sure about Maliks complete and utter safety.." Marik gave him a bit of a curious look and Bakura
waved a hand. "Don't worry, it doesnt endanger Malik from what I've heard." Bakura mumbled before walking out to
talk to Ryou. Marik mentally sighed before walking out and bumping into Yami. "Hey watch it you-" He was just
about to say something else when he noticed that Yami seemed.....Shorter and had larger eyes.


".....Yami...Did you get plastic surgery within the last minute?" Marik asked before "Yami" Smiled and giggled
at him. Suddenly Yami poked his head around the corner, "Yuugi, what are you doing? Stop trying to confuse Marik."
He scolded gently. Marik looked down at the copy. "Yuugi?" He asked, slightly disturbed that there were twins to
everyone currently in his apartment. Yuugi looked up and smiled at him again. "I'm a Doll! Yami made me." The
small male answered before running over and hugging Yami around the waist. Yami smiled then turned Yuugi around
to face Marik.


"Yuugi, please introduce yourself properly." Yami said before Yuugi nodded and bowed while saying, "Hello, I'm
Yuugi Motou. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Ishtar." Marik blinked before replying, "Err..Sure. Nice to meet
you too.." Yami chuckled then patted Yuugi. "Go get my tools Yuugi so we can get started." He said to him then
watched as Yuugi nodded and skipped out.


Turning back to Marik, he grinned a bit before Marik looked at him oddly. "...Why did you model him to look like
you? Are you narcissistic or something?" He demanded before Yami stared at him, soon starting to laugh after.
"Well..I guess a bit. Who better to love then yourself?" He smirked while Marik mentally shuddered at all the
possible meanings to that answer.


Meanwhile, Yuugi walked in before noticing that Ryou and Bakura were against the wall. Well, actually, Ryou was
being pinned against the wall while Bakura was pressing up against him and the two were making out. Passionately,
even. Yuugi tilted his head before giggling a bit while Ryou opened his eyes, blushed even more, then hid his
face in Bakuras neck. Apparently they didnt notice they had someone, no, make that two someones watching them.


Malik tilted his head a bit in curiousity at what Bakura and Ryou were doing. Were they trying to eat eachothers
faces? It sure looked like they were. He vaguely wondered what Face tasted like. He decided that logically it
must be good because Ryou and Bakura were sure going at it to try and eat the others face! Smiling happily at
figuring something out, he went back to watching television, still a little curious about what face tasted like.


Marik shook his head, boggled by knowing not one but TWO narcissists and walked into the living room, sitting
next to Malik and reaching for his glass of water and taking a sip while Malik, not looking away from the T.V.,
asked, "Marik? What do faces taste like?" While Marik spat out his water, right into Yamis face.


Oh yes. This was going to definitely be an interesting day.
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